A/N:
DBZFAN45-Oh yeah, I definitely think I have a good idea who Master Lucien is, which new recruit Joan is the new blue ranger of the Sea faring Levithan Zord and their going into the heart of Saudi Arabia and no place a headstrong nun like Joan and Lucien doesn't like desert faith either. At least Lucien Isn't completely Heartless by leaving Joan nunnery with a Guardian of his own named Juana with a new penance of her own sins at Lucien and Joan hehest.
Of course, Lucien explains the lore behind the 5 Mystic power weaponry imbued with his essence of what supposed to be his five generals but all 5 rangers together can revitalize his power.
Unfortunately, Lucien enemies want to awakening an power beast capable of destroying the entire universe. Considering that Judgment Rangers act like Wild Zords( PR WF)
Right no ,pressure for the judgment Rangers and the newest recruit of the Hammer isn't a big problem for being worthy of the Hammer of the Judgment Rangers.
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It didn't take the Leviathan Zord long to reach Saudi Arabia. What would have been a four-hour plane trip was barely forty minutes for the Zord.
The group then exited the Zord, walking onto an empty beach.
"Alright. I suggest you two seal away your powers."
Wong did just that, sheathing his sword and returning to his Shaolin robes.
"Um, Master, how am I to do so?"
Lucius sighed. "Must I do everything for you children?" He then snapped his fingers, a holster appearing on Joan's back. "Place the trident there." Joan did as she was told, her Ranger uniform vanishing. "Any other questions?"
"Wouldn't I be conspicuous walking around with a trident on my back," Joan asked.
"I am not familiar with the laws of this land, but would walking around with a sword be frowned upon?"
Lucius stared at the two before thinking about it. "True." He then snapped his fingers again, the weapons glowing.
Wong's sword then turned into a necklace while Joan's trident became a bracelet.
"Should the need to transform occur, just rip off the weapons and call upon that power," Lucius said as he walked away.
Joan then clasped her hands together. "I pray we need not use our weapons." She then heard groaning, looking up to see Lucius in visible discomfort. "Are you unwell, sir?"
"I'm fine," Lucius said in annoyance. "Let's just find my hammer."
Joan stared at Lucius, thoughts rushing into her mind before she just shook her head and followed him along with Wong.
The trio were now walking through a town, Wong and Joan taking in the sights.
"Welcome to Duba," Lucius said.
"This city seems so... peaceful," Wong said. He then noticed Joan. "My lady Joan?"
"Hm?"
"The temperature is quite high. Are you alright in those dark clothes?"
Joan giggled. "I thank you for your worry, friend Wong, but fret not. I am a nun, a Woman of the Cloth. We must endure trials such as this more often than one would believe."
"And must you wear that silly veil at all times," Lucius asked.
Joan looked at him. "Do you find a problem with it?"
"Merely foolishness. You wear it as a visible sign of consecration to God, correct?"
"Yes."
"Then you might as well be revealing your own vanity and self-righteousness." Joan gasped. "If you wish to prove your faith to God, show it through your acts, not through your wears. Anyone can put on that silly costume." Lucius then looked back at Joan. "But not everyone can prove their faith through acts. Words are simple. Actions are not." Lucius then looked ahead and continued to walk.
Joan then looked down. She hated to admit it... but Lucius's logic was sound. Then... she took off her veil, seeing no need for it at the time.
"Hamama? Ya! 'ant hunaka! amra'atan! laqad kunt ealaa haqin min qablu! daei hijabak maratan 'ukhraa! (Hm? Hey! You there! Woman! You were correct before! Put your veil back on!)" An Arabic man walked over to the group, about to chastise Joan.
He then stopped when Lucius merely glanced at him. That one look alone terrified the man.
For in his eyes, the handsome Lucius transformed into a massive demon made out of darkness, looking down into his very soul.
PLEASE, HUMAN. GIVE ME AN EXCUSE, Lucius's true voice echoed in the unfortunate man's mind.
The man then fell onto his butt. "J-Jinn."
HMPH. IF ONLY YOU WERE THAT LUCKY, Lucius's voice echoed before he walked away.
The man stared at the trio before turning toward the west and praying, siting quotes from the Quran.
Wong looked at the man before looking at Lucius. "Did you do something, Master?"
"Nothing he won't learn from." Lucius then stopped, brow furrowing.
"Master Lucius," Joan asked.
"Shh. Do you hear that?"
The two listened.
"I hear nothing," Wong said.
"Exactly."
The two realized what Lucius meant, both taking their fighting stances when they realized how empty the streets were.
"Where is everyone," Joan asked.
"When we arrived, there were plenty of people. It should be impossible for a city to be this quiet," Wong said.
Lucius looked around before he saw a mosque. His eyebrow then twitched. "This is getting aggravating."
"What is it," Joan asked.
"The Hammer is in there."
"In a mosque," Joan asked.
"Get my hammer before any humans so much as touch it."
"What of you, Master," Wong asked.
"It seems I have a prior engagement," Lucius said as he glared to his right.
Wong and Joan looked to see a wave of fire rush toward them. Before Wong could react and try to summon his Ranger powers, Lucius held up his hand and dispersed the fires.
A chuckle was heard. "I'm pleased to see you still have the power of the Flames, my Prince. Otherwise, this wouldn't be as much of a challenge as I'd like, even if you are at your weakest."
A handsome being walked out of the flames, but only his face was attractive. He had massive horns, skin as red as lava, the hooves of a beast, and claws like knives.
"I have waited a long time for this, Fallen One," the man snarled.
"Ifrit. How many of you fools did Zagaroth release from the Inferno?"
"All who despise you, Prince."
"So all of them," Lucius shrugged.
"Exactly." Ifrit then shot a fireball at Lucius, who swatted it away as if it were a mere snowball.
"Master," Wong went in concern.
"Are you two still here? Get my damned hammer! NOW!"
Wong looked at Joan, who nodded in agreement. Without another word, the two ran toward the mosque.
Lucius's eyebrow then twitched before he looked at the back of his hand where he smacked the fireball and saw that it was severely burned before it healed.
Lucius then looked up with a glare when he heard Ifrit chuckle. "I'm going to enjoy this, My Prince," he spat out.
Lucius then clenched his fist to crack the joints of his hand.
Then, the two charged at each other to begin their fight.
Wong and Joan ran toward the mosque, not hesitating to kick the door down. When they did, their eyes widened in horror.
"Píngzhe fótuó de zhìhuì (By the Buddha's Wisdom.)"
With tears in her eyes, Joan made the mark of the cross before whispering a prayer... to the dead Muslims.
Wong walked up to one, closing the unfortunate man's eyes, taking out prayer beads, and reciting a sutra for the dead.
Joan walked further in, seeing the countless dead Muslims, some of the men on top of women and children protectively. Others looked like they tried to fight, only to lose horribly. "This is awful," Joan said.
"This is the evil we are tasked to defeat," Wong said. "We need to find the Hammer. I shudder at the thought of these creatures stealing Master Lucius's weapons and using his power as their own."
A scream was heard. The two immediately ran toward the scream.
When they got to the area, they saw a group of Deep Ones led by a single black being with burnt-black wings in the middle. They were surrounding an exhausted man who was trying to protect a group of children behind him.
The creature in the middle chuckled. "muthir lil'iiejabi, lakinana laeibana bima fih alkifayatu. 'aetina almitraqata, wasanaqtuluk bisureatin. (Impressive, but we've played around enough. Give us the Hammer, and we'll kill you quickly.)"
"lan 'athiq fi kalam aljin. wabiqudrat allah sa'uhamiy hawula' al'abria' hataa 'anfasi. (I will not place my trust in the words of a djinn. By the power of Allah, I will protect these innocents to my dying breath.)"
The creature chuckled. "rubama lam tulahiz, walakina allah lays huna. laqad tama altakhaliy eank 'ayuha al'iinsan alsaghira. (Maybe you haven't noticed, but Allah isn't here. You've been abandoned, little human.)"
"ladaya thiqat fi allah. sawf yamnahuni alquat limuajahatik 'ayuha alwahshi. ealaa 'aqali taqdir, sa'aqul lah bikuli fakhr 'anani qumt bihimayat qatieih bikuli quati. (I have faith in Allah. He will give me the power to face you, monster. At the very least, I will proudly say to Him that I protected his flock with all my strength.)"
The creature chuckled again. "kam hu rayieun. aqtalahu. (How admirable. Kill him.)" The Deep Ones walked menacingly toward the man, the children huddling behind him.
"STOP RIGHT THERE!" Everyone turned toward Wong, Joan running up next to him. "JOAN!"
"RIGHT!"
The two yanked off their ornaments, the talismans glowing.
"BEGIN TRIAL," the two said in unison.
They both then transformed.
"RED JUDGE RANGER, HI-YAH!"
"BLUE JUDGE RANGER, EN GARDE!"
The creature in the middle gasped. "THAT POWER!" The monster then roared in rage. "THAT'S HIS POWER! HE'S HERE, ISN'T HE?! WHERE!? IS?! THE JAILER," it roared in ear-splitting rage.
"Such fury," Red said.
"You're one of the fugitives Master Lucius imprisoned, aren't you," Blue asked.
"Lucius? Is that what he calls himself?" The creature scoffed. "Many names, indeed. Humans, you will suffer at my hands, I promise you this. However, if you tell me where the Jailer is, your deaths will be just a bit more swift."
"You're not the first monster we've faced," Red began.
"And you won't be the last," Blue finished.
"Monster? Oh, I am far worse than that, humans. I am Iblis, Lord of the Devils! I am a being beyond you mere humans!"
"Lord of the Devils," Blue asked. "I've only known of one being who could hold such a dark title. Besides, you can't be so powerful if Lucius can imprison you."
"I AM NOT LOWER THAN THAT FALSE PRINCE! THIS WORLD WAS MEANT FOR ME, YET HE STANDS AT THE PINNACLE?! ALL OF YOU HUMANS FEAR HIM! SEE HIM AS THE PRINCE OF DARKNESS! THAT TITLE WILL BE MINE ONCE I END HIM! NOW WHERE IS HE?!"
Joan's eyes widened behind her mask. 'Prince of Darkness? Then... Lucius truly IS him,' she asked herself in her thoughts.
"Even if we knew where Master Lucius was, we would never inform you, demon," Red yelled.
"THEN PERISH," Iblis roared.
But as soon as he did, an explosion occurred, and everyone looked toward it. Then, the wall blew up.
"WHOA," Lucius went after he was sent flying, flipping over and landing on his feet, skidding until he stopped between his Rangers and Iblis.
When he looked up, Ifrit lunged at him with a roar, covered in flames. However, Lucius caught the jinn by his shoulders and threw him onto the ground. Lucius then proceeded to punch Ifrit in the face before jumping out of the way of the demon's fiery breath. Before Lucius landed on his feet, Ifrit blasted out of the ground, tackling Lucius back outside, the sound of their fight being heard.
"IFRIT! DAMN YOU! THE FALLEN ONE IS MINE TO KILL! IT IS MY DIVINE RIGHT," Iblis roared as he looked ready to chase. He was then surprised after something splashed onto him. "Water?" His eyes then widened as he began to groan before yelling out in pain. "IT BURNS!? WHY DOES IT BURN?!" He looked at where the water came from, seeing it dripping from Blue's trident. "YOU! WHAT DID YOU... LUCIUS'S POWER IS FLOWING FROM THAT WEAPON! HE CRAFTED IT, DIDN'T HE?!"
"He did," Blue answered.
"YOU! YOU DARE HARM ME WITH ONE OF HIS CREATIONS!? YOU DARE INSULT ME?! YOUR SOUL IS MINE!" Iblis then roared, the Deep Ones finally making their move and charging at the Rangers.
Red and Blue were easily taking out the minions, Red's sword flashing due to how fast he was swinging the blade, while Blue looked as graceful as a serene crystal lake with how she handled her trident.
Blue then noticed a shadow and jumped out of the way of Iblis's slam, flames bursting around him. "You will be the first to die, woman."
Blue spun her staff expertly, showing off her champion prowess of canne de combat quarterstaff skills. "You will attempt to slay me, demon. But know that even though I wield this weapon, I have the power of God on my side."
Iblis laughed. "The power of God? You have no idea who forged that weapon you wield, do you?"
". . . Actually, I do."
"And yet you still choose to use it?"
"The creature may be of sin, but the creation can still be used in the glory of God," Blue said as she pointed her trident at her opponent. "Not too different from humans, actually," she said with a smile under her mask.
"Insolence," Iblis snarled before breathing black fire at Blue, who blocked the fire by using her magic to create a water wall.
As this was happening, the man was leading the children to safety, with a bit of a limp sadly but still powering through.
"aibqawa bialqurb miniy hayth yakun al'amr amnan ya 'atfali. (Stay near me where it's safe, children.)"
"al'iimam hamzat, antabih! (IMAM HAMZA, LOOK OUT!)"
The man now known as Hamza looked up due to the child's warning, looking to see a Deep One about to slash him.
With what little strength he had left, Hamza blocked and redirected the monster's attack before slamming it into the ground, taking it out.
Hamza panted heavily, obviously exhausted. "la tastahin bihizam alsaylat al'aswad 'ayuha alwahash. (Don't underestimate a silat black belt, monster.)"
Hamza was able to lead the kids into a safe room, the children screaming and crying among themselves in terror.
"Hey, hey, hey! That's enough of that," Hamza went.
"But Imam, there are actual demons here," a girl cried.
"I'm aware, but we are under the protection of Allah. Just stay here and keep praying. He will protect us."
"Is that why the Rangers are here," a boy asked.
"Rangers," Hamza asked.
"You don't know? Those two warriors. They were the legendary Power Rangers. Heroes who fought against monsters all over the world. Well, mostly in America and Europe, but they're some of the greatest heroes ever."
"It doesn't matter who or what they are," Hamza said. "All that matters is keeping all of you children safe. I don't want you to leave this room for anything. Continue to pray until I return," he said as he walked over to a box.
"What about you, teacher?"
Hamza opened the box and reached into it. He then took out a magnificent hammer, green in color, the sides of the head resembling the horns of a ram, the weapon almost as big as Hamza's own arm, the man needing both hands to carry it. "To think these monster wish for this."
"You're not going to give the djinn what they want, are you," a girl asked in terror.
"No. But I will not stand by and let the demons wreak havoc in this blessed place. They came searching for this hammer, and they will have it through battle!" Hamza then ran out and closed the door behind him, sealing the kids in the safest place the mosque had to offer.
Hamza ran until he reached the area where the monsters and Rangers were fighting. He arrived in time to see Blue land incredible hits on Iblis, the Demon King, looking hurt. He then saw how Red was completely overpowering the Deep ones.
'By Allah, they're winning.'
Blue then spun her trident before preparing to stab the demon.
However, Iblis's eyes shot open in rage.
When Blue thrusted her trident, Iblis allowed the trident to stab through his palm, black smoke spewing out of his hand.
"WHAT," Blue went in shock.
"I refuse... To be beaten. . . BY HIS POWER!" Iblis then grabbed Blue by her helmet, lifted her, and slammed her into the ground with enough force to shake the entire mosque, if not the whole area.
He then blasted fire from his breath, Hamza having to hold up his arms to protect himself from the sheer light of the fire.
When it died down, Hamza looked to see Iblis panting as he stood over a groaning Blue Ranger, the hero being defeated by the Demon King. Iblis then roared in victory before he prepared to stomp on his defeated foe.
"NO!"
Iblis turned around in time to hold up his arm and block Red Ranger's burning sword.
"YOU THINK FIRE CAN HURT ME?! I WAS CREATED FROM FI-" Iblis then yelled in pain before looking to see that his arm was beginning to sear.
"YOU SHOULDN'T UNDERESTIMATE MASTER LUCIUS'S CRAFTS!"
"ARE YOU INSINUATING HE'S BETTER THAN ME?! HE ISN'T! I'M STRONGER THAN HIM! I AM STRONGER! FOR I AM IBLIS! I AM THE DEVIL KING! I AM BEYOND HUMAN! I AM BEYOND YOU! I AM BELOW NO ONE!" Iblis then swung his arm, freeing it from Red's sword, before he punched the hero in the stomach, winding him. Iblis then slammed his fists on Red's back, smashing him into the ground, before he proceeded to pound the Ranger.
When he was done, Iblis was panting as he looked down at the defeated Red. He then looked back at Blue before he chuckled. He then began to laugh toward the sky.
"I WON, JAILER! I DEFEATED YOUR CHAMPIONS! I'M STRONGER THAN YOUR CHOSEN! I'M STRONGER THAN YOU! I'M STRONGER THAN ANYONE! I AM BELOW NO ONE!"
"kilana yaelam 'ana hadha ghayr sahih ya 'iiblis! (We both know that's not true, Iblis!)" The Demon King glared toward the voice, Hamza walking toward him fearlessly. "hunak wahid sawf takun dayiman 'adnahi. subhan allah. allah 'akbaru. (There is one you will always be below. Glory be to Allah. Allah is most great.)"
Iblis growled at the human. "'iidha kan allh ezyman jdan, fa'ayn yamnaeni? (If Allah is so great, then where is he to stop me?)"
"'iinah maei, li'anani 'uwmin bi'anah sayamnahuni alquat liwade hadin lak 'ayuha alshaytan. (He is with me, for I have faith that He will grant me the strength to put an end to you, demon.)" Hamza then took a stance, ready to challenge the Demon King.
Iblis chuckled. "'iidhan 'ant 'ahmaq 'ayuha al'iinsani. (Then you are a fool, human.)"
Hamza charged at Iblis and swung the hammer with all his might. His hit landed, but Iblis didn't even flinch.
The Demon King chuckled. "Is that all?" He smacked Hamza away, the man smashing into a pillar. "It seems you're not worthy of his power. Perfect. I can kill you, take that hammer, and make sure he remains weak."
Hamza yanked himself out of the pillar, spitting out blood. "I will never let you gain any form of victory, Iblis."
"And how do you, a mere human, plan on stopping me, the King of Devils?" He then flicked the side of Hamza's head, sending him flying as he rolled across the ground.
His ears were ringing, vision blurred, and blood seeping out of his mouth and where Iblis flicked him.
"You are nothing more than a pathetic human. A creature of the dirt, to be stepped on and looked down on. You are less than nothing to me, human," Iblis said as he walked toward Hamza.
The man struggled back to his feet, stumbling as he did so. Iblis laughed at the man's suffering. "Pathetic. Dirt is where you came from, so the dirt is where you belong. Now kneel before your better."
Hamza then took deep breaths to calm himself.
"Heh, taking your last breaths? I'll allow it. Now prostrate before me."
"Never."
Iblis's smirk lessened. "What?"
"I will... NEVER bow to you, devil. I bow before only one."
Iblis snarled. "You WILL bow before me."
"I bow before my god, Allah."
Iblis appeared before Hamza, grabbing him by the throat and lifting him. "I AM YOUR GOD, BOY! WORSHIP"
"There... is no deity... of worship... except God. I will... not bow... to you."
"THEN YOU WILL DIE!"
"If I die... I day knowing my soul... will be with Allah. Even now... I hold my head up... with pride."
Iblis then slammed Hamza into the ground, shaking the building. Hamza even heard some of his bones break.
"Now your head is in the ground."
"Forced... by you. Only through force... could one ever bow before you. I am still... a child... of Allah."
"You. Will. Die," Iblis snarled.
A crash was heard, Iblis looking up, only to be slammed into, he and his partner bouncing before smashing against a wall.
When the smoke cleared, Iblis groaned before looking down to see a groaning Ifrit on top of him.
Then, Ifrit gagged after he was grabbed by the throat, Iblis looking up to see a pissed of Lucius. "I'M NOT DONE WITH YOU," he roared before throwing Ifrit through the ceiling, jumping after him to continue the fight.
Iblis was shocked. "He... didn't notice me. He ignored me... for Ifrit?!" Iblis snarled as he got back to his feet. "HOW DARE YOU IGNORE ME, FALLEN ONE?! DO YOU NOT SEE ME AS A FOE?! DO YOU BELIEVE I AM BENEATH YOU?!"
"I would not blame him." Iblis glared at Hamza with burning eyes of rage as the man stood back on his feet, panting and bleeding.
"You DARE?!"
"I do."
Fire burst around Iblis as he stomped toward the Muslim. "YOU DARE?! YOU, A MERE HUMAN MADE FROM THE DIRT WE STAND ON! YOU WHO HAVE NO POWER! YOU, WHO IS NOTHING COMPARED TO ME!"
"Oh, but I am something, Devil. A man devoted to God."
"GOD MEANS NOTHING TO ME!"
"That is why you are lesser. Why you are fallen. Why you are but a mere beast."
"A BEAST?!"
"A beast. An enemy of Allah. And I, as his shepherd, will struggle against you," Hamza said as he pointed the hammer at Iblis... with one arm "TO MY VERY LAST BREATH!"
The Hammer then glowed.
Hamza was in front of a great mountain. The massive mountain then exploded, the dirt surrounding him. When dirt became a dome, a fist broke through, destroying the dirt shell.
Out of the shell appeared the Green Ranger, the gold sash going down his chest, and a ram horn design on the sides of his helmet. "Green Judge Ranger! He-Yah," he went as the ground around him broke apart.
When the transformation ended, Green Ranger looked at himself. "I'm... no longer hurt. In fact, I feel stronger than ever. What is this?"
"No." Green looked up at a shocked Iblis. "No, NO, NOOOO! HIS POWER! HOW ARE YOU USING HIS POWER!? HOW MUCH MORE DO YOU PLAN ON INSULTING ME, BOY?!"
Hamza took his stance. "Let's find out, Devil."
Iblis roared as he charged at Green Ranger, reaching out at him.
Green then swung his hammer, smashing into Iblis's wrist, the devil groaning. Green then slammed the hammer against Iblis's face, stunning the devil. Next, Green reeled back his fist, subconsciously covering it in a thick glove of rock and stone. When it was completed, Green threw his punch with all his might, striking Iblis in the chest.
What would have been a fatal punch to anyone else sent the Demon King skidding back. Iblis then coughed up, shocked to see the tar he called blood on the ground.
"No. NO! THIS WOULD BE NO DIFFERENT IF HE MADE ME BLEED!" Iblis glared at Green with blazing eyes of fire. "allaenat ealayki! harqa, al'iinsani! (DAMN YOU! BURN, HUMAN!)" Iblis then vomited fire that could burn even magma at Green.
Green then held up his hammer. "allahuma lays li sajir minka, fastawfir bieizatika! (O God, I have no protector against Thee, so let Thy might be my protector!)"
Green then gave a battle cry as he slammed his hammer into the ground, a wall of clay erupting and blocking Iblis's fire.
When it cleared, the clay wall stood tall and proud.
"WHAT," Iblis roared.
Green Ranger then jumped over the wall and slammed the hammer down onto Iblis's head, smashing the devil's face into the ground.
When the dust cleared, Iblis coughed as he struggled to push himself off of the ground.
"How ironic."
Iblis looked up, a shocked expression on his face when he saw what stood before him.
"You were banished from Jannah because you refused to prostrate before Adam. Now, by the will of Allah, you bow before His creation."
Iblis stared at Green before he looked down. He huffed, almost sounding like he was crying before it was revealed he was actually chuckling. "Allah? You think this is the Will of Allah?"
"I do... Lucifer."
Iblis twitched before he gripped the ground, his hands crushing the stone floor beneath them. "Lucifer. Lucifer! LUCIFER! IT'S ALWAYS HIM," he roared as he punched the ground, surprising Green. "ALWAYS, ALWAYS, ALWAYS HIM! HE'S FEARED ALL AROUND THE WORLD, BUT I AM ONLY FEARED HERE?! WHY!? EVEN THE EAST FEARS HIM! EAST, WEST, NORTH, SOUTH; HE'S FEARED EVERYWHERE! EVEN THE FOLLOWERS OF ALLAH FEAR HIM! THEY EVEN HAVE THE GALL AND AUDACITY TO SAY I AM HIM! I AM NOT HIM! I AM IBLIS! I AM THE KING OF THE DEVILS! NOT HIM! YET WHY DOES EVERYONE ON THIS FUCKING PLANET FEAR HIM?! EVERYONE AT LEAST ONCE IN THEIR LIVES HEARS HIS NAME, YET ONLY THE CURIOUS HEAR OF MINE!? THE SECULAR KNOW HIS NAME! SOME EVEN RESPECT HIM! YET NONE WOULD KNOW MINE WITHOUT RESEARCH?! DAMMIT! DAMMIT ALL TO THE MOST VILE PITS OF JAHANNAM! I'M NOT LUCIFER! I! AM! IBLIS!"
Green was shocked to see the most feared being in the Quran in such a pathetic state, and all due to being called someone else's name.
Iblis then chuckled before he looked up at Green's hammer. "Boy, do you know who crafted that hammer?"
"Huh?"
Iblis looked up at Green with a sadistic grin. "The one who forged that weapon. The one whose power you used to fight me."
"This..." Green looked at his hammer. "This must be a holy weapon, forged by the angels of Allah Himself. Why else could it harm you?"
Iblis laughed. "Allah didn't make that hammer, boy. HE did."
"He?"
"The Jailer. The one who kept me imprisoned for all these millennia."
"WHAT!? WHO BUT ALLAH COULD POSSIBLY IMPRISON YOU?!"
"So devout to Allah, yet so foolish. And to think Adam supposedly ate the Forbidden Fruit of Knowledge. HE was the one who made the weapons. The one being I hate more than Allah Himself. L-"
Iblis was interrupted by a crash, getting both his and Green's attention.
When the dust cleared, up stood a dissed-off Lucius and a heavily damaged Ifrit.
Before Ifrit could react, Lucius lunged at him and punched him across the jaw hard enough for it to visibly dislocate. Lucius then punched Ifrit's liver, the ribs breaking being heard. It was followed when Lucius kicked Ifrit's knee, the bones breaking out of the leg, Ifrit yelled out in pain as he fell. But he didn't fall to a knee.
Instead, he was being held up... because Lucius was holding him up by one of his horns.
Ifrit then looked up, feeling terror in his blackened soul as he looked into Lucius's burning red eyes.
Then, Lucius swung his hand before punching Ifrit away, still holding onto Ifrit's horn.
Lucius had slashed off one of Ifrit's horns.
The strongest jinn then wailed in pain as he held the stump where his horn once was, not knowing Lucius was stomping toward him.
Then, Lucius stomped onto his chest, pinning the jinn onto the ground. "DID YOU THINK YOU COULD BEAT ME?! YOU?!" Lucius then pointed Ifrit's horn in his face as if it were a sword. "You're NOTHING to me," he said a cold voice that froze even Ifrit's fire.
Ifrit looked up at Lucius with absolute terror. Lucius looked invincible in his eyes at this moment. Ifrit thought for certain that Lucius was about to end him... and imprison him once more.
"NO! NOT AGAIN! NOT UNDER YOU!" Ifrit then summoned a horn and blew into it.
Lucius and Iblis roared in pain as they both held their ears, Lucius falling to his knees.
Ifrit then turned to fire and flew toward Iblis. The jinn grabbed the Devil King and flew away.
"NO! HE'S RIGHT THERE! WE CAN KILL HIM! WE CAN KILL HIM," Iblis's voice echoed into the sky.
Lucius groaned as he got back up and looked toward the sky. "There's more of those damned fakes?" He then heard groaning and looked to see Red and Blue finally getting back up. "I see you two were productive."
"Master Lucius," Red asked.
Blue gasped. "You were fighting Ifrit! Where is he?!"
"Gone. He got away, but not without consequence," Lucius said as he held up Ifrit's horn.
"You... won," Blue asked.
"Don't sound so surprised. Even at my weakest, most of them can't hope to beat me. Helps that most of their powers are sealed away."
"What," the Rangers went.
"They've been imprisoned for countless centuries. Some millennia. Of course they're going to be weakened. Still, that doesn't make them any less of a threat, especially if they regain their lost powers."
"How," Red asked.
"The same way any dark being gathers power: fear. Panic. Terror. Some will grow stronger through other dark emotions such as rage or desire. Or, just good old-fashioned worship from devout followers."
"Followers? Who would follow demons," Blue asked.
"Don't underestimate the greed and stupidity of humans. If you people see so much as a chance at gaining any form of power, you'd jump at it. And after seeing the power of these demons and what they can give, can you truly say that no human would not fall tempted to the power they provide?" Red and Blue looked down, knowing full well that Lucius was right. "Speaking of power..." Lucius looked over and glared at Green.
Green jolted, actually frozen with fear in Lucius's gaze.
Lucius then shocked Green by appearing in front of him before he could even attempt to blink. "Damn. Of course one of you would be chosen to wield it."
"What?"
Lucius just glared down at Green, the Ranger having to look up at the man who towered over him.
"Come," Lucius said as he turned and walked away. "We're leaving."
"What?"
"Are you deaf, boy? Come."
"Are you... asking me to leave my home?"
"No. I'm ORDERING you."
"Wha-" Green growled. "Who are you to speak to me in such a way?!"
THE FORGER OF THE HAMMER YOU NOW WIELD, HUMAN, Lucius went in his true voice, terrifying Green.
"Wait, that voice. . . Are you..." Green immediately bowed before Lucius. "I apologize, Angel of God. Forgive my-"
"Enough," Lucius went. "Raise your head, boy." Green did as he was told. "You don't have time to beg for forgiveness or even to bow. Like these two before you, you have a duty to perform. Take down Zagaroth and his forces and not let this world be destroyed."
"Zagaroth?"
"The one who freed Iblis," Lucius said as he turned. "Now do I have to explain more or are you coming?"
"In order to stop the King of Devils? I will proudly join this Jihad."
"Good. Also, NEVER call me an Angel of God ever again. I've lost that title long ago," Lucius said as he walked past Red and Blue. "And power down, already! I can feel my powers being drained by the second. It's aggravating to know that your sealed power is being used by others when you can't access it yourself."
Red and Blue were shocked before they both powered down.
"Our powers... come from you," Joan asks.
"Did you think it came from mere magic," Lucius asked with a raised eyebrow. "I knew that one day, someone might be able to weaken me, but power can never be truly destroyed or erased. Only sealed away like water behind a dam. So I forged those weapons to tap into my power, sealed or no, and be endowed with my strength. You're all literally a part of me every time you wield those weapons. It's... unsettling. Hm?" Lucius looked at Green. He then sighed in annoyance before snapping his fingers.
Hamza powered down, his hammer turning into a buckle around his Taqiyah that had the image of a what looked like a bull... from a distance. If one looked closer, they would have seen an unknown animal, none of them being able to recognize that it was the legendary Behemoth.
Lucius then groaned as he stumbled.
"Master," Wong yelled.
"I'm fine," he went in annoyance.
"But your ears are bleeding," Joan pointed out.
Lucius touched his ear and looked at his fingers, seeing there was indeed blood. 'Just how weak am I getting,' he thought. "We're wasting time. The Fan is next. Let's go," he said as he walked, the group following him.
Then, the Islamic Religious Police burst through the doors. They all pointed their guns at the group. "aintalaq 'iilaa al'arda! (GET ON THE GROUND!)"
ON YOUR KNEES, Lucius went in his True Voice. The entire squad then prostrated before Lucius, some of them even smashing their heads onto the ground.
"yaluha min quatin (Such power)," Hamza said in shock and awe.
Lucius just walked forward before stopping in the middle of the squad. "There are children hiding within the mosque. They are frightened and alone. I suggest you fix that." Lucius then walked away, the group following them.
But Hamza stopped and knelt down with his fellow Muslims to quickly pray for them.
"Wait." Hamza looked at one of the officers, his face squished onto the ground. "Why are you going with him?"
". . . I believe... he is a solider of God. Allah sent him to grant us power to face a foe no mortal man can withstand. I am needed on this Jihad."
"Are you mad?"
"Are YOU blind? Look around, brother. No mere man can cause such destruction without the weapons of the infidels. Whatever forces I shall face are beyond anything we can imagine, but I will proudly stand against this. Pray for me, brother. allah maeak (God be with you)." Hamza then ran away to join the group.
He was confused when they met at a secluded beach.
"Joan," Lucius went.
She then walked forward. "ARISE, MIGHTY LEVIATHAN," she yelled as she held out her hand.
The great Zord then stuck its head out of the water, opening its massive maw, shocking Hamza.
"You get used to it," Wong said with a kind smile.
Hamza looked around the inside of Leviathan's cockpit in awe and wonder as Joan drove the great machine.
"So, Master Lucius, what is our next destination," Joan asked.
Lucius gave a heavy sigh as he rested his head on his hand while looking out into the ocean through Leviathan's window eye. "Africa."