Chapter 1:
Day of the dumpster

“Jeeze, these are tax payer dollars well spent.” An astronaut complained as he and his partner flew over to explore the surface of their planet’s next door neighbor: Mars. His partner, who was a stickler for the rules and regulation that the National Aeronautics and Space Administration gave to them even though his old friend did not.

“Come on, where your sense of adventure. We might actually see aliens.” The leader said in an upbeat fashion, or tried to. The co-pilot of their vessel looked at him with a raised eyebrow from beneath the helmet.

“Please.” He said sarcastically and added, “Aliens don’t actually exist outside the television.” As they approached their destination he had to open a snide comment. “Are you planning on meeting the Biker Mice From Mars or see the one that give Marvin the Martian those ridicules missions.” That is when the leader of the mission got serious.

“We’re approaching our destination: prepare for landing.” He said and when they entered the atmosphere he activated the landing gear. The landing went smoothly, after parking they got out and gave the landscape a once over. After a quick look the leader saw something shinning in the distance which he found most odd since most of the unmanned vehicles DID NOT give off that kind of light. “Hey, look at that.” He said to his partner who was gazing at a stack of sand dunes to the West, and added when he got his attention, “Let’s go.”

‘This is pointless.’ His old friend thought when they approached the shimmering object. After running on the dessert terrain for a while they arrived, but it was a strange discovery.

“What do you suppose it is?” The leader questioned as they both wondered around the rusted object.

“It looks like a giant space dumpster.” The other said: semi-sarcastic. Being the closest he reached for the jewel in the center of what both guessed was the lid. “Let’s open `er up.” He said and grabbed the glowing stone which the glow died as soon as he touched it. The men pried it off, but were unprepared for what happened next: four strange creatures came from it. “Let’s get out of here.” He said and the two of them tried to high-tale it.

“All right, we’re out.” A big, blue chinned creature with some strange armor announced after a fit of laughter. He then walked over to the dumpster when he saw that the only one that wasn’t there was their leader. “Jessie, wake up, wake up. We’re free!” He announced into their prison. A woman with her dull red hair in dual thick ponytails came out of the pot while stretching her arms and giving a yawn. “Uh-oh. Morning breath.” He said after getting a nose full and then added, “Let me give you a mint.”

“Stop messing around.” A somewhat buff blue skinned creature whispered while swatting the shorter creature on the helmet. The eldest looking creature was also grateful of getting out of their prison since it did not provide a whole lot of elbow room.

“Oh, it’s good to be free after 10,000 years.” The elder man said to the others even though he knew that the others felt the same way. The muscular monocle creature decided to do something nice for the boss lady.

“Here, your evilness, let me help you.” He said while walking over to the leader, who was trying to get out. He placed his two hands in respective zones and was able to get her out. “Walk with me. Talk with me.” He started when she was out, but did not know that their cell has sprung a leak of sorts until it was too late.

“You made me step in a puddle, you nitwit.” She shouted in anger to the blue furred softy. After taking a good distance away from her capsule she shouted to her helper, “Get out of my way, monkey face.” Then using the staff, which was in her hand when she got out, and blew the dumpster to pieces. She then saw a pair of astronauts, who were now REALLY freaking out over what they had seen. “Aw, don’t run away. You’ll miss my coming out party.” She said to them in mock hurt and finished with, “That’s when I destroy the nearest planet. She laughed evilly while gazing at their blue marble.

“It’s a stupendous Saturday in Angel Grove, and a big hello goes out to Wattson and the kids of the Angel Grove youth center & juice bar. Keep those juice shakes coming Wattson.” A radio jockey said through the airwaves. Within the chosen location there were several teenagers working out or relaxing at the bar not knowing of the emanate threat. There may have been a lot of people there, but the ones that all other teens looked up to were doing what they did best: one was on a balance beam, two were sparing against one another, and one was practicing one of her various martial art choices.

“Nice recovery, Brock.” A teen in a sleeveless red top, black sweatpants, and slip-on shoes along with a head band said after catching and releasing a mid-way kick. His friend was not upset of being deflected so easily; he was just grateful that he landed that recovery.

“Thanks for teaching me, Gary.” The one known as Brock: purple sleeveless shirt, black shirt underneath, black sweatpants, and black slip-on shoes told him with a hand shake.

“No, problem.” Gary answered since he did not mind teaching others of Martial Arts. As the two were talking of their skills the one training on balance was about done with her routine for the day.

“That was amazing, Misty.” Aya said to her friend when she landed off the beam with a pat on the back. This one mainly wore a yellow two piece.

“Thanks Aya.” She said to her friend of the compliment. Misty was into pink such as the tight pink pants, but she also dug the water because of the ocean themed sleeveless shirt. The fifth member of the small circle of friend wearing a traditional Martial Arts training outfit complete with a blue belt and blue headband just entered.

“Hey, fellows.” The teen said when he saw two friends that had his back since he was a brainiac.

“Yo, Bill, what’s up?” Brock questioned first as the two of them saw him.

“Well, I think I am in lean physical prepared condition for my first Karate Class.” Bill said after shaking Brock’s hand and then tightened his belt. In truth he was all kinds of flustered since Gary’s students had at least a couple of weeks and he was just starting. The mood of the room went south: not by evil women bent on handling the Earth, but by a couple of standard bullies. The two in question were surprisingly similar to Laurel and Hardy.

“Oh-no. Look who’s here.” The female artist said when she spotted the two, and unfortunately they saw her and Misty.

“Morey and Jack.” Misty said in a dull tone. The girls saw that both of them had put away their shades and were staring at them to try to ask them on a date; which they wanted no part of.

“Hi girls. How about that double date we talked about.” The hefty orange haired teen said as he and his friend kept their distance. Both Morrison and Jackson in stereotyped ‘bad-boy’ outfits.

“Yeah.” Jackson said while leaning on Morrison’s right shoulder and ending in a hyena laugh. “What about it?” He questioned the two females. Naturally they, along with all of the other girl in Angle Grove, had some sort of excuse to give to the two diehards.

“Sorry guys.” Aya started and right away they did not like where she was going with her statement. The light brown teen got off of Morrison and was heading for the juice bar, but was grabbed by the hood of his jacket. He was tugged back at his friend who shook his head: no. Unlike Jackson, who often knew when to throw in the towel, Morrison never did.

“What’s a matter? We’re not good enough for ya?” The orange haired teen questioned the females.

“Leave us alone, Morey.” Aya said in a sweet tone that would swoon over any man to do as he was told, but not the bully. He only got riled up by her comment.

“Oh yeah, make me.” He challenged them with a dark tone of voice. Jackson, who had been checking on his shoulder from that little tug maneuver decided to play the role of a parrot.

“Yeah. Make me.” He said again and pointed at his own mug. Brock, and the other two, saw what was going on, so he decided to help out on the girl’s side. He walked over to his female friends and placed his right hand on Misty’s right shoulder and his left hand on Aya’s left shoulder. That action seemed to put some fear into the two new arrivals of the center. “Him. M-make him.” The tan haired teen said redirecting his index finger to Morrison instead.

“Hey, you heard what she said.” Brock told them in a protective fashion. This only made Morrison into a big fool.

“Aw, what do you know? The dancer what’s to be a fighter.” The big boy said to his skinny friend while trying to use Brock’s passion to his advantage. The black skinned teen just knew how to handle that comment, but it was his friends that talked him out of it.

“It’s okay, Brock. We can handle these two.” The graceful woman said to her old friend since she knew he might have said something bad. He did not want to get in their way so he walked off. Morrison seemed intrigued by the balance board expert’s words.

“Oh, really. Let’s show `em some Karate moves, Jack.” The portly boy said, and the both of them charged. Both Aya and Misty easily preformed a traditional over the shoulder toss which made the two victims land on the safety mat to either side of the beam. The civilians around enjoyed the show since the whole place was filled with laughter.

“You guys should definitely join Gary’s Karate class.” Misty said to the two of them, and wondered if they actually would, but soon decided it didn’t matter. Brock, who had returned to the girls when they turned around to see their work made an audible ‘Oh’ with his hand over his mouth. As for the one known as Jessie: she and her flunkies went to Earth’s moon and made themselves at home from a familiar base.

“Yes, I like it.” She said after looking through a mystical telescope that allowed her to see what was happening on the blue planet and gave a short cackle.

“Good.” A dark blue furred cat creature said to her after hearing her praise. The two others were also grateful of hearing that. The woman turned her attention from the view and over to the elder with faded orange hair.

“Nanba, start making putty patrollers.” She commanded to the elder.

“Yes, my queen.” He said back to her in an obedient tone. The man then got to work.


“I’ll lead them down, and make the Earth yours, Empress.” The cat in the golden armor said to her in praise. She could only cackle of that offer. On Earth Gary was now starting his Karate class with his old friend Bill in the crowd.

“And one, two, block three, punch four, and continue.” Gary instructed while moving through the steps with his students. After saying ’continue’ he observed their moves, but it didn’t take him, or the other three, long to notice the bookworm was struggling with this exercise. “Adorf.” He issued and the others obeyed. With them standing still he walked over to his friend. “Look, try this.” He suggested to Bill and went into the first stance, and he followed. He did well for pose: two, three, and four, but when fifth came around he admitted to the teacher.

“I’m just not good at this.” He confused with a hung head. Gary could tolerate a lot of things, but quitting was one thing he could not stand, so he decided to help him with that funk.

“Bill, don’t worry about it. Even I was a beginner once.” He said to the beginner to try to give him some confidence. There was some body language that told the teacher that the student would give it another go. He went back to the front of the class and continued, “Chimbie. Alright class, what is it that Martial Arts helps us to develop?” He questioned the group. There were only two of the students that knew that answer, but he decided to give the new guy a some confidence. “Bill.” He said calmly.

“Courage, kindness, integrity, fitness, loyalty, and discipline.” The youth in question answered with some happiness in his tone. That made the Karate teacher proud since most of his students knew two or at best three of the traits.

“That’s good. You memorized that very quickly, Bill.” Gary said to the new student which judging by the shrug of the shoulders he thought that it was nothing major. His good mood was about to be cut short by the twins; just like last time.

“Hey!” Morrison shouted which got everyone’s attention. “Geek!” He added which pushing a couple of his students aside. The big guy chuckled as he got up in front of Gary, who just starred at him calmly; he even watched Morrison stand beside him. “Teach us how to beat people up.” He commented before looking at Jackson. They were wearing training, but with their jackets over them since they thought that’s all you need.

“Yeah.” Jackson said and went into a stereotyped Karate stance complete with yowl. Even that did not shake Gary Scotts one little bit. He did enjoy how Jackson tapped Morrison on the gut five times with his elbow; which earned him being flung over to the students.

“Martial Arts was NOT developed to hurt others.” Gary informed his students and those that were just watching his class. The information caught the tan haired punk off guard because of the hanging jaw.

“We did not sign up for: a geeky Karate class.” The bigger bully informed them. Seeing that he could not carry on with his lesson without teaching Morrison a lesson he decided to do just that.

“Ok, Morey, maybe your ready for some more…advanced training technique.” He said and saw that he got the guy’s attention which he knew wasn’t that hard to do.

“Ok.” He answered back while cracking his leather biker gloved hands.

“Try this.” He offered and then preformed a side kick while keeping his left leg on the ground. Naturally the inexperienced brawler didn’t see how hard that would be for anyone to do. “Side kick.” He informed of the moves name when he was done.

“Phfft. Anything you can do, I can do better, baby.” He said to the teacher while pointing at himself. Gary ignored that sentence and gestured that he had the floor. He preformed the kick, and added a yowl to it. Jackson clapped madly for his friend’s achievement.

“Tornado kick.” Gary said and preformed the move flawlessly. He looked over to the challenger and was actually wanting to see if he could do it too. Morrison’s expression clearly said: ’I hate you’, but he had to go through with it; he glanced over and saw that Jackson was giving him a thumb’s up.

‘What do I got to lose.’ He thought and tried to do said move with a yowl, but sadly he ended up doing a belly flop on the padded floor. His friend gave him a light clap to show him that he still supported his big-boned friend while most of the other students were laughing their heads off of the face-plant.

“Class dismissed.” Gary said to his students. The group bowed respectfully to their sensei and they all decided to change outfits and relax. He gathered with the others at a table that he and his friends have sat at for years. “Bill, I’m telling you, for your first lesson: you did really well.” He said to the blue overall man to his left.

“I did?” He questioned the group since anything physical was not really his strong point.

“Yeah, we were watching you.” The pink themed girl said to him in a positive fashion. He did appreciate the words, but being book smart he was not sure if he deserved their praise.

“I don’t know if I got what it takes.” He informed them in defeat. His pessimistic attitude was something that they did not want to hear from him right now. The multi-Martial Artist decided to raise his confidence in her own way.

“It’s all a state of mind, Bill. You don‘t need to be strong for Martial Arts.” She informed the new fighter.

“Yeah, it’s all up here.” The black T-shirt youth added while pointing to his own head. That made him feel a little bit better. Luckily the manager of the store came over with their food, and Wattson often had an upbeat attitude around the kids.

“Hey, guys.” He said while holding up their order.

“Hey, Wattson.” They said as a whole. He glanced down at the drinks, and there was one that the owner needed clarifying on.

“Who ordered the Spinach Juice?” He questioned the five of them since they were often the ones to go for the unique drinks sometimes. The guys were all about to raise their hands, but at that same moment the whole building began to shake for some reason or another. “Oh-no, it’s an earthquake = everybody stay calm.” Wattson said to all of them as he spun on his heels; forgetting that he still had drinks on his tray. Unfortunately all of them collided with Morrison’s face even though that he was sitting at the bar minding his own buisness. “Sorry, Morey.” The bar man said after he saw what he had done.

‘Hmm, there’s still stuff in this one.’ Jackson thought as he grabbed the cup that was still on the tray. Outside there were people running and screaming in all direction on all of the streets; most of which were people coming out of the youth center.

“Something tells me: this is no earthquake.” The book-smart boy said to the others as they stood up. In a moutain terrain, deep outside of the city lied a strange building with a pair of strange creatures inside of it.

“Danger! Danger! It’s the big one, I know it! We’ll all be destroyed!” A red and black robot with a saucer head cried out while holding some form of stuffed animal. The other creature saw this and decided to calm him down.

“Calm down, Alpha. It’s Jessie: she’s escaped and she’s attacking the planet.” A floating blue head said to his helper.

“Ayie-yie-yie. What do we do?” He questioned, knowing that the head was also the one with a plane to deal with this mess.

“Teleport to us five: overbearing and over emotional humans.” He answered.

“NO! Not that! Not teenagers” The bot shouted with one hops of dissatisfaction of the idea.

“That’s correct Alpha.” The head said to the fingers of the base. He knew that the android was not going to approve, but it was the only way to deal with such a development.

“I was afraid of that.” He said back, but knew that his friend was right since he always was. The machine used a two button order on one of the consoles. Back at the youth center it was still shaking and five in particular were starting to feel really weird.

“Oh my gosh! What’s happening?” Misty shouted after feeling something wrong inside of her; something foreign.

“This is too weird.” Aya said to them in a somewhat off tone from her usual tone of calm voice. Gary was also freaked out by this strange feeling, but he had to try to keep the others calm.

“Hold on!” He shouted to them and then all of them found themselves surrounded by a strange light. In that light form they found themselves being transported by something to somewhere, and they finally arrived at whoever summoned them they were all in a location that non of them have seen before.

“This isn’t exactly the mall, is it?” Misty questioned to the others once seeing all of the big league gear around them. The others heard her, and knew that was a serious question; one that they REALLY didn’t have an answer to.


“This place is magnificent.” Bill said in excitement once he stood in the center of all of the consoles. Martial Arts may not have been his thing, but technology was.

“I don’t get it. How’d we end up here?” Gary questioned while still looking around the strange building. He was hoping that Big Brain Bill would have some sort of answer. The one that that he could feel was that the place was not hostile…at least he hoped it wasn’t.

“I just want to know where here is?” Aya said to her friends. Studying building locations was often a hobby of hers and she had never seen a building with this sort of interior. The overall human decided to test his luck with a console furthest from a strange globe.

“Maybe the answer is in these controls?” He offered and went to work. The down side was that there was a local watching him, and did not like the teenager touching the controls that he worked so hard to keep stable.

“No. No. Don’t touch that.” The creature exclaimed and forgetting that there was a step up to the controls tripped and fell face first. The others not only heard his warning, and saw him, but they mainly heard the racket he made when he fell.

“Whoa.” The tech-head said in awe while leaving the controls to see the new arrival. The teen placed his hands on the things shoulders and helped it back on it’s feet whiles saying to the others, “A fully sentient multi-functional automaton. Never seen anything like it.” He was weaving his upper body left and right and saw that the robot was doing the same with his head. His discovery of that creature was about to be topped by another.

“Welcome humans.” A booming voice said behind them. The five turned around and saw a big blue head in a cylinder, which was empty not too long ago, staring at them.

“Uh-oh.” Misty said, thinking back of the wizard of OZ and thought that this man may have something scarier than fire hiding around this place. The one in red wasn’t all that scared of the floating: human looking head before them.

“So, who are you?” The shirted one questioned while standing in front of the others with crossed arms. After seeing that their Karate friend wasn’t scared that aloud them to be a little bold as well.

“Like, what are you?” The pink one questioned after remembering that the OZ creature was a fake, but she had a feeling that this head was for real. Since the pink and red one took the main questions the others just waited for answers.

“I am Zordon. An inter-dimensional being caught in a time-warp.” The blue head informed the kids of who he was and why he looked the way he did.

“And my name is Alpha Five.” The robot said to them of his name after walking in front of the humans. All of this was a little hard for all of them to get used to since they really had no idea what was going on.

“Excuse me, but would someone, like, come back to Earth and pick me up because I am totally confused.” Misty Hart questioned the lot around her since she was unsure of what the whole meeting had to do with the five of them.

“It’s quite simple, my dear. This planet is under attack, and I have brought you here to save it.” Zordon said to the group of, for now, civilians before him. In truth he knew that they would not believe him right away.

“Yeah, right.” Brock Taylor said back to the head in pure sarcasm, and got a slight chuckle from his friend to his left. He wasn’t into the Sci-Fi scene, and knew that this whole thing HAD to be bogus.

“Ah, a non-believer. Look behind you at the viewing globe. Your doubt will be answered by the images you see.” He instructed them, and that was when they heard some whirring from behind. Finding that there was nothing else to do they did as he asked and all walked over to the strange globe. “This is Jessie Repulsa. An intergalactic sorceress who’s bent on controlling the universe with her henchmen and putty patrollers she plans to conquer Earth.” He informed them of the plight. All of them saw the woman, the henchmen, and the patrollers, and all of them got a bad vibe from all of the images before them, but there was still one un answered question.

“What does all of this have to do with us?” Aya Kwan questioned the man after looking away from the globe and back to the host. The time-trapped man was grateful that there were a few that had an open mind over the task he has for them.

“You’ve been chosen to form an elite team to battle Jessie. Each of you will be given access to extraordinary powers drawn from the ancient creatures you call: dinosaurs.” He informed them as they all walked from the globe, back to the console to listen to him.

“Dinosaurs?” The gymnast questioned him. Wondering if she had heard him right, but she knew that she heard the creature right since she often had a good sense of hearing; even the info she did not want to hear. She, and the others, suddenly felt a something heavy on their waist, and when they looked down they each saw a strange silver, gold, and red device.

“Behold, the keys to your power.” He said when all of them saw their new accessory. He also saw that they found out how to remove them from their holders, and knew another question was about to be asked.

“Whoa. What are these?” Brock questioned after getting his device out and showed it to the man even though he knew the head has already seen them; being the one that called them to them.

“Those are your Power Morphers. When it danger raise them to the sky calling out the name of your dinosaur. Then you will morph into a formidable fighting force known to one and all as the: Power Rangers.” He said to them and saw joy in Bill face, and a sense of honor in the eyes of Gary.

“Morph?” Misty had to question. The whole thing was a little…overwhelming, and out of all of the words it was that one that she had some problems with.

“Metamorphosis.” The brains said to her, but that only made her more confused, so the female fighter cleared it up better for her.

“It means: to change.” After hearing that she got what the word: morph means. When that was over Zordon decided to inform them of their main weapon that they will be using in battle.

“As Power Rangers you will have access to a universe of power, and command a fleet of fighting machines called Zords.” This seemed to once again confuse this group of humans.

“I don’t get it.” Aya said to him. ‘First he calls us Power Rangers, and then he says that we can control robots; weird.’ She thought, but for some reason she had a feeling that he had his methods of informing others.

“Gary: bold and powerful - you will command the Tyrannosaurus Dino-Zord.” He said to the one in red.

‘I wonder if I’m worthy of such a dinosaur?’ Gary questioned to himself after hearing the news, and wondered what it looked like.

“Brock: your clever and brave - you shall command the Mastodon Dino-Zord.” He said to the black shirted youth.

‘This has got to be a scam.’ He thought, but couldn’t help what his machine would look like.

“Misty: graceful and smart - the Pterodactyl Dino-Zord shall be yours.” He informed the pink outfitted one.

‘This has to be fake. It just has to be.’ She thought, but wondered what paint-job her vessel would have.

“Bill: patient and wise - you shall command the powerful Triceratops Dino-Zord.” The man said to the one in blue overalls.

‘This whole thing sounds most promising, and maybe I can prove that I can handle bullies.’ He thought while recalling how easily: Misty, Aya, and Gary handled Morrison and Jackson.

“Aya: Fearless and agile - the Saber-tooth Tiger Dino-Zord will be under your command.” He said to the one in yellow.

‘This is incredible.’ She thought with excitement running throughout her whole shell as she thought of the adventures that would come of being part of this.

“Observe the viewing.” He said to them, and they followed by looking back at the sphere. “Just as the five of you work together, so do your Zords. When you need help, you need only need to turn to the power of the Dino-Zords which will form together to form the mighty: Megazord.” He stated to them as they watched a strange five headed tank turn into a big robot with three prongs on its head.

“Power Morphers? Megazords? Uh-uh. This is just to weird for me.” Brock informed the man of the what he really thought of this whole story, and added, “I’ll tell you what: it’s been real, but I gotta go.”

“Yeah. See ya.” Misty said, wanting to get out of this crazy place as soon as possible. Bill went with them silently, and the dancer could see that, but he also saw that the fighters were just standing there: staring at Zordon.

“Gary: you comin`?” He questioned to his friend. He had a feeling that the honorable was honestly thinking of joining him and his cause.

“What?” The red head questioned since he thinking what Brock thought that he was thinking.

“You comin`, man?” He questioned, and prayed that he was not planning on staying. Gary saw through the corner of his left eye that Aya left, and without the use of at least one supporter he decided to leave as well.

“Yeah, yeah I am.” He answered and walked off with them. The blue skinned recruiter was not surprised that they were acting in such a manner, but he knew that they would make the right call: given time.

“Very well, then, let the power protect you.” He said to them as they tried to find the nearest exit in the dark. The robot saw them leave, and did not like how they were just walking away.

“Well now that didn’t go over very well, did it? Ayie. Ayie. Ayie.” The machine questioned to his leader still wondering if letting them keep those Morphers was the right thing to do. After a little bit of searching they were able to find the door, and they left, but all they saw were mountain like terrain.

“Great! He could have sent us back into town.” Misty complained since she saw as they walked that they were no where near their hometown. Unknown to them was the fact that the woman that they were warned about was watching them leave through her scope.

“Zordon, I’m surprised = teenagers?! So you think you can stop me, do you?” She questioned aloud while alone in the deck. Even though she knew that she could handle them herself she decided to let the elder have his fun. “Nanba, hurry up with those Putty Patrollers.” She ordered to him.

“Yes, your evil-badness. I’m molding the last ones now.” He informed as he placed three sausage link sized chunks of putty in three human-like frames. It took him a while to make the earlier ones because he hasn’t used his fingers in 10,000 years.

“Those putties will make space dust out of those kids.” The big chinned one said in praise to his leader’s idea. Nanba pressed the putty to the necessary form by closing the other half of the outline on it.

“And the beauty is if they don’t: we can always make more.” The old man said after opening up the mold maker and taking the putties figurines in hand. “Now into the Monster Manic they go.” He said while putting an entire tray’s worth of the sculpture onto a conveyer belt. “Ten seconds should do it.” He guessed aloud while turning a wheel to make the belt move and put them into the machine; he pulled a lever to activate the device. After a whistle and movement from a tube connected to the machine out came several black and gray creatures.

“Now, my putties: prepare to get those teenagers.” Jessie shouted to them ending with a wicked cackle. She looked at the Earth, and knew that the kids haven’t gotten very far. She was right they were still in the dessert like area, walking along side a rock wall.

“Guys, we shouldn’t have left. I mean, he chose us to save the world. I say we do it.” Gary said to the others, trying to reason with his friends. He had a feeling that the tiger and the three-horn may agree with his suggestion of going back.

“Do you really think we can?” Aya questioned proving to them that she too was thinking of going back and accepting his offer. Those two were ready to do it, but the others were unsure if they really could make a difference.

“Hey guys, I mean, you don’t even know what your talking about. We were talking to a giant floating head.” Brock said while trying to make the others appeal to logic, and was trying not to think of what that woman is capable of doing to Earth.

“Those stupid teenagers don’t know who they’re messing with.” The evil witch said aloud while looking through her scope at the chosen ones. “Get the Putties: it’s time.” She said to the others while turning her back to her future battleground which let the one in gold give out a happy growl. “All right: take that!” She shouted and shot several blasts of energy from her wand to around the teenagers location.

“Everybody, down!” Gary ordered to the others. All of them were a bit startled but the others were grateful that Gary knew how to keep it together.

“What was that?” The female Martial Artist questioned. She was so caught off guard that she almost fell, but luckily Bill was able to catch her. As soon as she asked that around eight or ten Putty Patrollers were around them saying something that was native only to them.

“Look Out!” Brock shouted when he noticed that they were inching closer to them. The group didn’t know how to handle this since, unlike the two at the center, they didn’t know what these creatures were capable of. Misty was so caught off guard that the only thing that she was able to do was scream when one back-flipped right behind her; followed by being dragged by two of them.

“Brock.” Tyrano warrior said to him.

“Right. These two are mine.” He answered back, knowing that this was a time for fight not flight. Brock took on two, Gary began to brawl with one with a kick to the stomach, and Aya tried some defensive style moves. The amateur fighter looked around and got a little nervous, and it increased a little when one landed about a foot or two away from him.

“Wait.” He offered and quickly put his glasses in one of his various overall pockets. He was a little surprised that it did as he asked, but as soon as his eyewear was secure grabbed his waist from behind. He attempted a headlock, but failed. Misty was able to do a back-flip while being held, and kicked one in front of her in the butt, but she was unable to get free. The group had tried to deal with their attackers but one by one they were thrown to the side: Bill - tossed by two, Misty - flung by two, Brock - legs caught and tossed, Aya - thrown by one, and Gary - spun by two. All of them starred at their attacks; all not sure how to handle this.

“This day is too weird.” The Ptera warrior said to them while mainly just seeing the back of Gary’s head.

“What do we do now?” The tiger questioned with fear in her voice. That was when their leader looked down at his belt and remembered of the objects that Zordon has given to them.

“Zordon said that these Power Morphers would give us power. Let’s do it.” He said to them after getting his Morpher out. All of them did as he said them to do: raise them to the sky, and shout out their dinosaur:

“Mastodon.”

“Pterodactyl.”

“Triceratops.”

Saber-tooth Tiger.”

“Tyrannosaurus.” Gary said bringing up the rear.

“Power Rangers!” They shouted as one in their: black, pink, blue, yellow, and red suits; them tapping into that power did not go unnoticed.

“Zordon, they did it! They made the metamorphosis!” The robot exclaimed while jumping for joy over what they had chosen.

“Good. Teleport them to Angel Grove city, Jessie just sent down: Persar.” The leader informed him.

“Right away, Zordon.” He said back and pressed another button configuration. Again the teens felt that familiar pull like last time, but they knew what it was for.

“We’re teleporting again.” Bill said as he and Brock were the first to take flight.

“Where are we going?” Misty questioned with Aya beside her.

“We’re going to save the world.” Gary said while launching by himself. The five felt themselves heading back to their hometown: to defend it. “All right, let’s do it.” The red one said to the others who all took a fighting stance. A blue faced cat with red eyes and gold armor along with wings jumped down from a higher ledge of the same building.

“Get them!” He shouted after the same Putties, only some armed with swords of sorts, came charging at them. Each of the five took on the Patrol, but this time it was they who was the dominate half of the fight. Jessie saw how even the shopper and the nerd were beating up her soldiers and didn’t like it.

“Nanba, those stupid Putties are being beaten up by a bunch of pimple faced nitwits! THEY’RE PATHETIC!!” The sorceress shouted after storming into the kennel room. If it wasn’t for the fact that she thought that her staff would break she was club all three of them so hard.

“How about making Persar big with your wand.” The round goon offered, so he didn’t have to here her yell. She still glared at them for their lack of fighting for her, but decided on that plan.

“I always have to do everything myself!” She shouted while storming off and added louder so he could hear. “NANABA, I’LL DEAL WITH YOU LATER!” Just by how angry her voice sounded he knew that he was in for one major lector…at best.

“Oh, dear.” He muttered. Hoping that she will use her indoor voice during that lector. With herself back on the observation deck she got ready to go for her idea.

“Magic Wand, make my Persar: GROW!” She shouted and lunged the staff to Earth. After the space trip the staff hit the planet’s surface, and as soon as it did the ranger’s main opponent grew; probably the size of a skyscraper at best.

“Look at that guy. That dude’s HUGE!” The red ranger said to the others in alarm when they saw him stomping around their city. “Back off, fang-face.” Gary said and made a pose to symbolize his creature.

“The good guys are here.” The black ranger said and made a pose for his creature.

“Get off our planet.” The blue ranger shouted with determination and made a pose for his creature.

“Cause we’re the Power Rangers!” The yellow ranger shouted and struck a tiger pose.


“And we’re not backing down. Hyah!” The pink ranger shouted and struck her dino pose. The big cat was unimpressed, and was about to drive his sword down until their leader spoke.

“Dino-Zord, Power!” He shouted with his right hand stretched to the heavens. Responding to the call were their Zords: all coming out of their holding spots. Tyrannosaurus - beneath the Earth. Mastodon - arctic location. Triceratops - dessert. Saber-tooth Tiger - Jungle. Pterodactyl - volcano. “Yes! All right.” Gary shouted when he saw them coming. He then jumped onto the head of his, found the door, jumped in and checked out the cockpit. “Log on.” He said aloud while checking the settings. The others followed his lead.

“Let’s do it.” The black ranger commented and he and blue jumped up.

“Going up.” The yellow ranger commented as she and pink jumped up right behind them. Each of them got into their machines and checked out the cockpits.

“Brock, here. This is kickin.” He said and fired up the Mastodon.

“This is Bill, all systems go.” The blue one said to the others.

“Aya, here. Ready to rock!” The yellow one said.

“Hey, nice stereo.” The pink one said and got ready for the fight. Persar saw the flyer and growled in anger because he hated that the kids have not given up.

“Megazord power: On.” Their leader shouted and activated the combine sequence in his Zord which he had a feeling that the others did as well.

“Aya, here. This is so amazing. I seem to know how to drive this thing.” The yellow tiger commented as her Zord folded in its legs, and was now rolling on wheels.

“Affirmative. I do too. It’s almost like second nature to me.” Blue three-horn said to her while his Zord’s gun went onto its back. The Tyrannosaurus was the first to change and then accepted the Saber-tooth Tiger as it’s right foot and the Triceratops as it’s left foot. Mastodon was the next and it formed on the back and front of the T-Rex; the flyer finished things off the tank by landing on the back of the red head.

“All right, guys, let’s go get `im.” The leader shouted to them. Bill and Aya to his right, Brock and Misty to his left.

“Right!” They all shouted with one raised fist each. Seeing the combined creature rolling toward him Persar attacked with a flame attack from his sword. The tank took some damage which caused them to scream a little due to the shacking, but it kept on coming.


“You and your weapons are no match for me.” The golden cat shouted at them with an extended sword. The teens on the other hand knew that the Megazord and themselves still had PLENTY to offer.

“Alright, guys. Let’s see what this baby can do?” Gary shouted to the others since his adrenaline was really pumping. The team used the cannons that were a part of the mammoth-like creature which actually caused the enemy to cry out in pain. “Yeah, zap him again.” He commanded and all ten eyes shot out electro-beams at their target which caused more pain. “All right.” He shouted when he saw the cat tumble and added, “Let’s send this guy back where he came from!”

“Right.” Blue and yellow commented before going for their controls.

“Right.” Black and pink commented before going for their controls as well. The tank then made a complete stop.

“All right, guys. Let’s power it up!” The red one said to the others and then added, “Activating Megazord: battle mode.” He slammed his hands on two different hand grips which lit up to show an image of a Tyrannosaurus.

“Megazord sequence has been initiated.” A computer voice said. The cannon barrels turned to fists, the flyer took flight, the rest stood up, the Pterodactyl came back, but the T-Rex changed head allowing the pink flyer to become a chest. Two horns from the back came to the side. “Megazord, activated.” It stood ready for whatever Persar threw at it.

‘I can’t believe I’m doing this.’ They all were thinking as they fought him. They took hits, and evaded. They were able to block an attack with their right arm, and gave it a shoulder tackle with the right shoulder.

“Gary, that blow didn’t even phase him.” Bill informed him when they saw the armored one stand back up after their efforts. This whole fight was getting their leader a little frustrated.

“Man!” The team leader said out of anger. Persar got back on his feet, and began to charge with the sword outstretched. “He’s coming at us.” Red warned the others, and all got ready for a sword, so they were unprepared when he gave a double kick to the Megazord’s chest. The impact caused a great deal of damage, but they were still ready to fight.

‘I won’t be defeated by humans.’ The warrior thought as he watched it stumble a bit.

“Hang on.” Gary said to them out of instinct. “Look out.” He told them, and once again they had to avoid his blade. Their tanks may have been a bit low since after they blocked a kick it shook the Megazord.

“You fools are finished.” Persar said out of gloating since he believed that he had given it enough damage to destroy it with one last blow. The team was not ready to cave especially not: Gary Lee Scott.

“Power Sword!” He shouted and gazed at the heavens for what he asked for. Surprisingly it answered him with a sword. ‘I don’t know where that statement came from, but I’m glad I said it.’ He thought, and the team had the Megazord pick it up. The cat warrior was familiar with that blade since it was the one thing that defeated him 10,000 years ago, and he didn’t want to deal with it just yet.

“This isn’t over! I’ll be back!” He shouted to the teens and then vanished.

“All right! We did it!” They all cheered from inside the Megazord’s head while the Megazord simply stood there. Back on the moon Persar had returned just in time to hear his Empress scream at the top of her lungs, and he knew that he was the cause.

“I CAN’T BELIEVE THEY BEAT US BAD!!!” She screamed, so all of them knew that she was ticked of their loss.

“This is all your fault, Squat.” The muscular four armed minion said giving the shorter one a true bonk on the head. Jessie saw the coward that ran just because of a sword from the corner of her eye, and decided to get to that yelling.

“Persar, you failed!!!” She shouted while storming off from the observation deck.

“It won’t happen again, Empress.” He said back to her with a growl in her voice. The growl was to prove that he meant his word.

“Shut up! I’ve got a headache!” She shouted and decided to get away from her poor excuse of lackeys. Back on Earth the team had already sent their zords back, de-Morphed, and were back at their headquarters: discussing over what had happened to them.

“Congratulations, on a job well done.” The head spoke to them causing them to stop talking and listen to him. “Now that you have become Power Rangers. You must follow three basic rules or lose protection of the power. First - never use your power for personal gain. Second - never escalate a battle unless Rita forces you, and finally - keep your identity secret. No one may know that you are a Power Ranger.” He said to them: giving them guidelines over their powers.

“Oh, wait a second.” Brock said while stepping before their boss with a raised right index finger.

“Yes, Brock? What is it?” Their founder questioned.
“I’m not sure we’re all up to this.” He admitted his doubt and added, “I mean…we were pretty lucky this time.” He stalled since he was nervous about letting down a man that has this kind of confidence in a handful of teenagers.

“Luck had nothing to do with it. The five of you have come together to form as fine a group of Superheroes as their has ever been.” The blue skinned gent said to them.

“No way.” Miss. Hart said in disbelief, but added soon after, “Really?”

“You’ve been through an extraordinary experience together. You need each other now, and the world needs you.” He said to them, and they all got the feeling that he wanted an honest answer from them: if they wanted to be a part of this.

“Yeah! All right, I’m in!” Gary said first since he was excited about the whole thing.

“Me too.” Brock added since he also enjoyed the butt-kicking.

“You can count on me.” Aya added to that without hesitation.

“Affirmative.” Bill commented while giving him a quick thumbs up. Misty was already on board, but she thought of having some fun first, just to make them sweat.

“I don’t know you guys. I mean the outfits are cool and everything, but my hair gets all tangled up inside the helmets. I don’t think I can do it.” She said to them and pulled her fingers through her hair for that last part.

“Misty, no.” Alpha said to her, and the others said things similar. A small smile was being created on her face, she decided to give them a real answer before she busted a gut.

“NOT!” She said to the others which made four of them laugh about it, but the fifth one start to smoke.

“Circuit overload, circuit overload. Ayie, Ayie, Ayie.” He said since it really was happening which caused the team to worry about the little guy. Knowing that it was her doing Misty said something to calm him down.

“You guys I was kidding.” It worked. The smoke that was coming from his shill ceased, and it was then what she had don to the others.

“Oh. Humor. What a concept.” He said to the others after calming down. The others laughed a bit, now that they knew that he was going to be okay.


“Let’s do it.” Gary said since he knew how to make it official: a hands-in. His fist, Brock’s hand, Aya’s hand, Bill’s hand, and Misty’s hand. When all were gathered they threw their hands together while shouting as one.

“Power Rangers!” They knew that this wasn’t going to be easy, but if they stuck together they could handle anything.

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