Chapter 4:
A pressing engagement

The day once again started at the youth center where everyone was out and having fun. All but Gary Lee Scott was trying to best another student’s record at bench pressing. “Keep goin pal. Your doing great.” Wattson encouraged the red shirted teen as he was counting for him. “988, 989, 990, 991, 992, 993.” He counted with a red and white plaid napkin on his chest along with a sub in his right hand and a drink in his left hand. “Come on, Gar, You can do it.” He encouraged while taking a slight break from number counting to say that despite the fact that Gary was still pumping.

“Ok. Ok, I can do this.” Misty whispered to herself as she was on the balance beam practicing a balancing stunt, beginner, but still needed.

“Come on, Gar.” The bartender encouraged the martial artist and added, “1,010 and you break the record.” After taking a drink of the beverage he brought with him he added, “That’s it. Nice and steady.” He then thought of an important question, but leaned in close from his sitting spot to ask it. “By the way what number are we on?” The red haired worker decided to shealth his anger and answer him truthfully.

“995.” He answered back with a strain since this was really starting to get to him. ‘At least I keep a mental track on his count.’ The warrior thought with a mental smile to go with it. He nodded out of thanks and ate some sandwich.

“997, 998, 999.” Wattson said to the gatherers to show that he now knew what number the bench builder was on.

“Yes.” Misty mouthed to herself after performing a backflip on the bar without falling, there was a sway to the right, but she was able to recover. The pink outfitted teen then got off of the bar, put her towel on her shoulder and decided to see how her friend was doing. “So, what number is he on?” She questioned the accountent, who was still chewing.

“1,002.” The manager of the juice bar said, but it was a bit too garbled for the pink one’s liking, so she decided to ask the question again.

“Once more please without the sub.” Misty Hart said to the other since she often lived by her family’s ’don’t talk with your mouth full rule’.

“1,003.” He answered back to her with an empty mouth. The orange haired female watched her friend pull the bar down to his chest, and decided to encourage him for his efforts.

“Yes! Gary, your going to do it.” Misty praised to him while clapping her hands together.

“Come on. 1,004.” Wattson said to the boy and added, “Kid, your almost there. 1,005.” He then continued to watch not knowing the uneasy feeling the female was having about this moment.

“I am so nervous.” She admitted aloud as she watched knowing that she probably couldn’t do that many without heroing up. “He’s gonna break the record.” She said to Wattson while giving off a big smile about it.

“And Angel Grove High is going to have a new winner.” He said to her since he was equally excited. Gary still lying there pushing a couple more realized something important.

‘I lost track on my numbers.’ He thought than looked at the gray haired man and prayed that he was keeping track of his efforts. “Wattson, what number am I on?” He questioned with the bar raised high. He watched as the spotter.

“1,00---uh-oh.” The talker/spotter said after realizing that he had lost complete track on numbers. “I lost count.” He said to the crowd, and then added to the hard worker, “Can you start again.” Scott heard some groans from the crowd over what was said, but he knew that that was not going to solve anything, so he gently put the bar on his chest.

‘Maybe this really is pointless.’ Gary thought as he lied there catching his breath. He, nor anyone else know that they were being watched by the current villain.

“He’s not so tough when he’s on his own.” Jessie said aloud after looking at his plight through the telescope. “That’s it ! I’ll send Persar and a monster down there to separate Gary from his friends and then tear him apart. With him out of the way the rest of the Power Rangers will be at my mercy. It’s time to finish them once and for all.” She said to herself before walking into the back to put this plan into motion.

“1,007. 1,008. Come on Gar, you can do it. You can do it.” Wattson said proudly as Gary started it from the start and made great time catching back up to where he was at. “1,009. One more Gary. You can do it. You can do it.” The owner of the rest stop said proudly.

‘Man, I hope I don’t get any more distractions because my muscles are screaming for a break.’ Lee Scott thought as he held the bar out as far as it would go. Unknown to the bench presser his comrade in combat was wheeling around on his skateboard; minding his own business.

“Come on, Gary. You can do it - 1,0--.” Wattson started to say, but was interrupted by one of the watchers.

“Hey, guys, look at Misty.” The voice said which caused all of them, including Gary, to see what was going on. The arcobat was blowing a bubble, and unlike most people that visited the juice bar who only made it an inch on so big; Misty’s bubble was easily much larger.

‘Wow. I heard that blowing into a balloon would help singers build up lung strength, but I guess it works for gymnists too.’ The manager of the bar thought as he watched it continue to grow. As for the skateboarding dancer, he was rounding the bend that led to the action, and unfortunately Hart turned her head at the wrong time causing her bubble to pop, spreading to only Misty and Brock, but the boom also caused Gary to drop the bar again.

“Gross me out.” Misty said as she peeled the skin of gum from her face.

“Wipe out.” Brock added doing the same stunt as her. Gary on the other hand just relaxed with a groan of dissatisfaction.

‘Almost. I almost had it.’ He thought before glancing over. ‘Maybe I should have called those two and told them NOT to come today.’ He added in thought form not knowing the a certain villain was viewing his problem.

“He can’t do anything today. This is going to be too easy.” Jessie announced after a short cackle. Her comment made little sense to the two that were with her.

“Easy?” The round one, better known as Munuatt questioned her since their last three attempts didn’t really do anything. The taller of the two: Ba-choke decided to throw his opinion at his mistress.

“If this is an easy one, then I know the perfect duo for the job.” Th muscled grunt said to her and once she seemed interested he continued with, “Me and Munuatt.” In one instant she had her answer.

“Forget it.” She told him bluntly. In her opinion even their clay soldiers put up more of a fight than those two even if her enemy was in civilian form.

“Yes, ma`am.” The two of them said as soon as she gave her answer to them. She then turned to her most loyal servant.

“Oh, Persar.” She said calmly to the deeper part of her fortress. The hairy warrior walked over to the woman wandering what assignment he was about to do this time. “Are you ready?” She questioned after he walked to the observation platform.

“Yes. Oh, evil one.” He said to her after a soft growl and added while swinging his sword in praise, “First we separate Gary from the others…” He was about to finish his own statement, but the chubby one beat him to it.

“Rita grows you real tall.” Munuatt added while pointing at their ceiling.

“And then we crush him.” Persar finished, eager to properly end the life of the swordsman of the Power Rangers. Repulsa heard the plan and then decided to turn her attention to the man that may help her with this plan.

“Nanba, have you figured out a monster yet?” She questioned while walking over to the clay shop portion of their base. The elderly man on the other hand was combing his mustache trying to come up with something that may please her.

“Not quite.” He answered back calmly to her. He had an idea, but he had his doubts that this plan would work.

“You shouldn’t have said that. Your gonna be in big trouble.” Ba-Choke warned him since the last time he did not answer her in the right way it took him twenty years to find his lower right thumb.

“Nanba, what do you mean? Could you be loosing your touch?” Jessie questioned to the off oranger haired man. She enjoyed saying things such as that to put them on the spot.

“No, ma`am. If you give me a moment I’ll think of something.” He said to her calmly since he knew how she was and added, “Ah, how about King Sphinx?” All of them knew of that beast since he helped them win several battles in the past, but he felt it nessacery to tell them again. “He can use his wings to sweep the others away. Does that satisfy you’re evilness?” He said to her and hoped that he made the right call of creature.

“Yes.” She told him, grateful that there was one to two people that she can rely one to two creatures in her entire army to deal with the multi-colored threat. After startling them with her outburst she left so he could work while at the juice bar Gary was just now wondering if he could still beat that old record.

“So, what do you say, Gar?” Brock questioned as he and red sat at one of the tables with four empty cups around them. “Am I forgiven?” He questioned wondering if his friend was still mad about what happened.

“Apology…” Gary started and stalled thinking, ‘I really am a bit angered, but anger has no place in a team.’ “Accepted.” He finished since he knew that it really was an accident.

“Jamin`.” The dancer said to him with a clap of the hands and his own hand shake with the leader. “Fruit shakes on the Brock-ster.” He added, sweetening the deal.

“Wattson, another round, please.” The red warrior said after adjusting his vision to the bar tender of the bar since he felt like taking him up on that offer. While he was doing that Misty had sat back down after going with another run on the balance beam, and was putting her shoes back on. Brock saw her and decided to make ammends to her as well.

“Um, Misty, about the…the skateboard, and the uh, I…uh you know. Ha, bubblegum. I just wanna…” Brock floundered to her since he was good at asking females out, but apologizing was a different matter.

“Apologize?” The carrot topped female questioned her friend.

“Yeah.” He answered back to her with a timid tone in his voice.

“Forget about it. It’s casual.” Hart answered back to him brushing it away with a wave of the hand. This caused the black warrior to laugh a bit of how easily his friends were taking the incident. Gary glanced around to make sure there weren’t any gossipers around and then spoke to black and pink.

“You know guys, I, um, kinda bummed about this bench press record deal. I don’t want to be known as a quitter.” The red haired man said to them in a hushed tone of voice.

“A quitter?!” Brock nearly shouted to the red shirted man which caused Gary to be on the defensive.

“Shh. Shh.” Lee Scott said while glancing around, grateful that no one had heard him. He heard Brock question him of the word but it a whisper, but as they were dealing with that problem a couple of familiar faces came over to try to humiliate the red warrior.

“Hi, pinhead.” Morey said after a small round of laughter while coming up the three steps from the gym to the bar. “I heard your chokes today.” He added and Jack emphasized the meaning by making the right sound effect. The big boy walked over behind Gary to try to intimidate him by saying, “The bench press record is still mine.” The teen then lifted the martial arts man from under his arms.

“You two are just bad creeps, let him go Morey.” Brock said while getting off of his seat after seeing this. He had a very low restraint when it came to someone messing with his friends.

“Hey, I got this.” Gary said to his friend in a calm tone since he had already come up with a plan. To make sure that it was between the two of them Jack put his hand on the dancer’s shoulder and pushed him down.

“Oh, your tough. You’re a man. You’re so tough, I’m shaking.” Morey said, not impressed that his prey was being so calm. His skinny friend showed the meaning of the statement and then laughed at his friend’s comment.

“Hey, Morey, you ticklish?” Gary questioned with a coy smile and then instead of waiting for an answer he just started tickiling his gut; which worked. He kept on doing it just long enough for him to step on his right foot with his right heel. The laughing stoped and the warrior returned to his seat in a fluid motion.

“My foot.” The gut buster said in a strained voice. He bent down to see the damage but that was bad since the seem of his pants also gave way letting everyone seeing his boxers with a picture of a pig eating from a dog food bowl.

“My pants.” Jack said after seeing the picture. At first he smiled about that until he saw that his bullying buddy jerked his head over - showing that he needed help. Jack walked over to him, grabbed both pieces of fabric and pulled together, but that ended in disaster as well since Morey’s jeans fell completely off his pants. Those that saw and laughed a little from the preview were REALLY laughing now that they were totally exposed.

‘I must hurt him.’ Morey thought as he glanced over his shoulder to his old friend with a killing gaze in his eyes. The skinny bully got the vibe from his friend and tried laughing the situation off, but the glare was still there, so he saluted and ran fast. Morey tried to go after him but he forgot about gravity. “AAH!” He shouted as he fell onto his side.

“Ooh.” The trio said in sympathy after his fall before laughing again and then they got a better laugh after the big guy got up and waddled away to his friend.

“I told you I can handle it myself.” Gary said calmly after the ‘danger’ had passed. Brock knew that he could and decided to encourage their leader a bit more.

“Hey, nobody said you couldn’t.” Misty decided to chip into that encouragement as well.

“Yeah, that’s right.” It was then that she decided to ask a question that had been bugging her for while, “Besides what’s wrong with getting some help from your friends?” She questioned to him, wanting a straight answer, and none of that beating around the bush sort of thing.

“Nothing, unless you’re trying to break the bench press record.” Gary answered back to her. He knew that she wanted to know why he preferred things by himself, but he could see that she would accept that answer…for now.

“Yeah.” Brock agreed about that since there were dance contest that only HE could do. About that time they received an alert from their founder through Gary’s communicator; which was covered by Brock’s and his hands. When they saw that the older man was interested one of them had to think fast.

“Uh, new watch.” Brock said to the waiter/owner while getting to his feet. Gary said nothing as he got off of his seat and to the lockers, but the gymnist decided to be polite about leaving so quickly.

“Yeah. Bye.” Hart said to the juice bar manager while heading out. Brock was a regular hear, and he did not want to seem ungrateful about making their drinks, but he knew the right thing to say.

“Put it on my tab.” He said before joining the other two. Wattson saw the three of them leave, a little shocked about their early release.

“Where are you guys going?” He questioned since the five of them always chugged down his beverages. When they got to the corner and Misty did a look around Gary answered the call.

“Zordon, we read you.” Gary said as he placed his communicator to his mouth and then moved it so the others could hear.

“Power Rangers - Jessie Repulsa is at it again. It is imperative that you teleport to the children’s theater in the park, immediately.” Their blue faced leader informed them while seeing his follower’s through the viewing globe.

“What’s going on?” The field leader questioned since he knew that it was best to know these sort of things BEFORE going on to the battlefield.

“She has sent down a team of putties and an unknown monster in attempt to gain control of the park. Be careful and let the power protect you.” The inter-dimensional being said to them before cutting transmission.

“It’s morphin time guys.” Gary said to the two rangers present after a sigh. The three double checked their position and decided to transform.

“Mastodon.” Brock announced first.

“Pterodactyl.” Misty said after getting her morphed out.

“Tyrannosaurus.” Gary said to finish it off. Once they were in uniform the three were instantly teleported to the battlefield. Hiding on her base Jessie saw three out of four of them assume Ranger form and gave the word.

“Attack.” She announced and without her knowledge Munuatt and Ba-Choke teleported themselves to the children’s theater to watch the battle up close. The small armies of clay warriors appeared as soon as three sets of white boots landed on the field. Since it was only grunts that they were dealing with the three of them could handle them easy.
“Let’s finish these putties off fast.” The tyrano hero said while holding a darker toned warrior than the others. Up above the sorceress was not liking how two of her followers was not doing anything to further her plan.

“Don’t waist time cheering you brainless baboons. Get the others away from Gary.” She shouted out even though she knew that those two would not listen. Back on earth Misty had given one of the soldiers a downward heel kick while preforming a flip.

“This is getting weird. It’s almost as if they’re after something.” The ptera warrior said when there was a small break from the fighting. She then resumed fighting the clay soldiers by dodging a high kick and swept the feet with the attacker.

“We are.” A new monster said to her, finally making his presnece known. He then used the special ability that Nanba had given him, blowing his opponents to the last place they were. To Misty Hart the wind strength was so strong that she found herself being flung, and while in the air she found her power leaving her; she then heard someone talking.

“Hold it. Come on eight more. Here we go.” It was one of the health instructors that worked at the juice bar. Misty looked around and saw that she was laying on the balance beam, de-morphed, and completely confused.

‘What just happened here.’ She thought after looking around, and could not see her friends any where. At the same time the black warrior and the red warrior were wondering where the pink warrior was.

“What happened to Mist?” Gary questioned after giving the rock man a round house kick. The two took a step forward while looking around, and neither of them liked how she just disappeared.

“I don’t know, but I’m gonna find out.” Brock said to the leader before grabbing one of the putties heads, which the prey tried to hold the white glove with both of his hands. The dancer guided him to his left and then performed a flip with a, ‘hayh.’ With that piece of foot soldiers on the ground Brock glared at the two monsters that have done nothing but cheer. “Where’s Misty?” He demanded to the two of them.

“We’re not telling.” Munuatt said to the warrior in black cloth. Brock could tell that since they had the high ground, and that they have not fought yet - they were in the clear, but the master of dance was about to prove them wrong.

“Oh, yeah.” He challenged after leaping into the air and brought the fought the fight to them. He gave the bulky one a hard punch which sent him tumbling into the tall and muscular one. Gary saw that his friend was fighting two of Jessie’s henchmen, but he knew that they weren’t the true target.

“Brock, wait a minute. It wasn’t them, it was the Sphinx.” Gary shouted to him. The leader may have been dealing with the putties, but he saw the framework of the new thug, and had a feeling that his name was the same as the creature he posed as.

“Where is he?” Brock questioned, now knowing who to really hit for the disappearance of his friend. Jessie was viewing everything through her telescope, and only one statement came out of her mouth.

“That Gary! Has had it!” She then let out a growl after that statement. The sorceress watched the battle and saw that the Sphinx has locked onto the Mastodone warrior. Before he knew what hit him Brock found himself caught in a whirlwind attack and was sent back to the juice bar; back to back with Misty.

‘That was odd.’ The warrior of black thought after looking around and saw that he was back in the gym part of his local hangout. When Hart felt some pressure on her back once she sat up, and glanced over to see that it was a fellow Ranger she decided to whisper something to him.

“That was really weird.” She whispered to him.

“Yeah.” He whispered back to her while still not understanding what had happened to them just now. Back on the battlefield Gary was still in Ranger form, but he was up against a patallion of putties and Jessie’s latest errand boy.

“Hyah!” He shouted after dealing with a patroller with gray skin. Just like Brock Gary turned his attention to the one responsible for his friends being sent away. “That’s it!” He bellowed in anger.

“He’s not so tough now, eh Munuatt.” Ba-Choke said to his comrade after seeing that he was the last of three Ranger’s still on the board.

“Bring my friends back!” The leader of the rangers demanded to the one that did the deed. The winged gray skinned warrior turned to face the one he was assigned to deal with ready to take him on.

“No way!” He shouted back to him with scepter in hand he got ready to take him on one on one. For his first attack the evil warrior launched a fury of fireballs through the tip of his scepter, but the hero dodged the attack with a rolling motion. Even though that he heard the communicator on his wrist the swordsman was too ticked to answer it which worried the robot back at their base.

“Gary in trouble! Jessie has him isolated! Contact is impossible!” He shouted in pure panic to his old friend. Back at the fight Gary had leapt into the air, and summoned his sword to back him up. On his way down the hero scored a hit on the Sphinx’s chest. He dodged a swing with a rollout, but was struck when he stood up, and when the two were fending the other off with their weapons the winged one knew what to do.

“It’s time for some real fighting.” He said to his target, so with his free hand he grabbed Gary, and leapt straight up - transporting them to an abandoned rock quary. When they arrived there the two had to take a tumble since his aim was a little off for a ground fight. As soon as the two stood up they went at it, and even though Gary scored a few good hits the enemy was getting the better of him.

‘Okay. Maybe trying to take this guy on by myself was a bad idea.’ The lone Ranger thought before he found himself on the ground trying to keep the scepter from getting at his head with his sword.

“Your nothing without your friends. Why don’t you give up?” The Egypt theme monster suggested and saw that he gained some ground on his attack, but did not see the boot tip coming for his face until it made contact. The jester for Jessie knew that his mistress was counting on him, so he tried attacking from the air, but Gary counted by leaping up and attacking as well.

‘So, this is why my mistress sent me here instead of at the park.’ Persar thought after seeing a fellow follower of Jessie battling the leader of their sworn enemy the Power Rangers. After they landed from their one on one air attacks he launched a fire ball threw his sword to the one in red, but missed and had to watch as the leader scored another clean hit on the latest creation from Nanba.

‘I don’t like where this is going.’ Jessie thought, and decided to put the next part of her plan into action. “Take that!” She bellowed after walking to the balcony’s edge and threw her staff. The mystical item was slammed down near their location, and when it did the spell went active making both: Sphinx and Persar grow in mega height.

“Oh, man.” The swordsman said after dodging a foot stomping on him. As soon as he found some hiding ground he thought he was safe, but as soon as he looked up he saw that there was another foot about to stop him. “These guys are too much for me.” He admitted after rolling away. “Man, I really wish the others were here.” He admitted as he rose to his feet.

‘This is almost boring.’ The ancient looking creature thought before slamming his scepter down near the opponent. ‘It is ALMOST boring, but not totally.’ He added to his first thought.

“Come on, we got to get to Bill’s lab.” Brock said to the fellow Ranger, before getting of the beam and to the door. She followed his lead and both headed off to his house; both grateful that they knew the layout of their town and that Bill printed everyone’s address from the Command Center’s computer. Not wanting to ask for a lift and get stuck in traffic the two ran to his place.

“Aya, Bill.” Misty said after the long run to the yellow and white house. The two ran to the backyard and saw that the yellow and blue warrior together, which would save them on time. The two heard Hart’s voice and turned away from a project for the A/V club, and to their friend’s.

“Gary’s in big trouble.” Brock said to the two while holding the brainiac’s right shoulder while catching his breath from the run. Since neither of them have left the lab, or have heard their communicator’s gone off they were in the dark of this latest threat.

“Why? What seems to be the trouble?” Bill questioned to the two protectors. After the two were done refilling their lungs the pink one filled them in.

“Jessie has him.” She said to him, abridging the whole fight in three easy words.

“Oh, no.” Bill commented since in just the three fights that they have been in he knew that they relied on his level head, and fighting skill on the front lines.

“You guys, he may need his friends WAY more then he knows.” Misty said to the three others there. Soon though the three were now looking at the big cat warrior, and in truth Aya had a feeling that they were going to ask her to try to contact him, so she did.

“Gary? Gary, can you read me? Gary?” The yellow Ranger questioned into her com link after rolling her sleeve up a bit. When none of the four heard anything on the other end they all got a lot more nervous. “Nothing.” She informed the others even though she knew that they knew that already.

“Let’s teleport to the Command Center right now.” Misty suggested after taking a couple of steps back.

“Right. Let’s go.” Aya agreed before the four of them activated that special ability of their wrist devices. Once they were there Zordon decided to give his assistnat a command.

“Alpha, adjust the morphing grid on the viewing globe.” He suggested and watched as the teenagers turned to face the sphere while the robot was programming it in.

“I’ll get a fix on him…Ah here.” The kind hearted machine said once he found Ranger red, and then brought it up. They all saw that their friend was currently dealing with two mega sized thugs while he was only in Ranger form. None of the remaining four members liked what they saw, so they turned to the head for guidance.

“Zordon, this seems hopeless.” Aya said to him with despair in her voice and an ache in her stomach from watching two giants go after her friend.

“Indeed it would, Aya. For if not for your Power Crystals.” He said to them, and that baffled all but one of the group before him.

“Of course! Put your hands together and bring forth the Power Crystal.” The small robot said to them with his face still to his friend. Feeling as though they had nothing to lose the four put their hands together and then slowly pulled them apart.

“The crystals contain the essence of your morphing power. Use them to find each other in any peril, and with your zords draw power from the very heart of the Morphing Grid.” The blue face informed them as their hands separated and crystals matching their Ranger color’s appeared in their hands. “I am sending the crystals directly to Gary. Once in his possession you will be able to join him and stop King Sphinx and Persar.” He informed them as the four were giving Alpha their crystals. He then added, “Together they are nearly unbeatable, so call your zords quickly, and let the power protect you.”

‘I hope this works.’ The female Martial Artist thought while looking at the sphere, which still showed the danger.

“Alpha, tap into the grid and send the crystals through Gary’s sword. He doesn’t have much time left.” The founder said to the machine. The robot had the teleporter preset he just needed a voice command of where to send the stuff in the brown sack. On the battlefield Gary was backing away from them while still trying to keep an eye on their faces.

“Oh, man. This is seriously not good.” He said to himself with his sword still out. As soon as he had it ready for defense the blade began to glow. “What.” He said in disbelief and added a, “Whoa!” When a beam shot from the top and landed in a quary wall. “Yeah.” He shouted in praise knowing that Zordon has come through for him. The gold armored cat saw that he was heading for the collapsed wall, and had a feeling of what was in there meant bad news for him.

‘I can’t let him reach that spot.’ He thought in anger and fired short beam blasts from his eyes.
‘Gotta get there.’ The red outfitted man thought after dodging the attacks, and kept onto that spot. He climbed the rock pile then put his sword in the pile, and started digging. In no time he saw something shiney which he was able to grab that and his sword before narrowly dodging an attack from the other cat faced creature. After landing he put the sack down, opened it, and saw that it was. “Power Crystals, way to go Zordon.” He said after looking at them along with the crest on the bag, and knew that they were what he said. The warrior look them and ran up a steep pile of rocks to get their attention. “Hey, Ugly, I want you to meet some of my friends. Hyah!” He shouted before throwing the crystals and in an instant the others arrived.

‘Looks like Zordon made the right call.’ Brock thought as he and three others were now on the field.

“Now, your going to see what friend’s working together can do. Dino-Zord Power!” He proclaimed to the villains, and just like always the mechanical dinosaurs rose from their holding cells and got ready for another battle. “Alright!” Gary shouted when he saw his zord standing there roaring. He leapt up, stood on the head, and then jumped in. “Yeah! Activating Dino-Zord power now.” He said after sitting down and activated the two main controls. “Rangers log on.” The red warrior said to the other four.

‘Time to defeat evil again.’ Bill thought before he and Brock leapt into the air. Both of them adding,

“Hyah!” The females of the team did the same soon after.

“Hyah!” Each of them were able to land onto their respective machines.

“Brock here. Let’s Rock and Roll.” He announced after sitting down.

“Bill, here. All systems go.” The tricera warrior said after getting inside his friend.

“Aya, here. Set and ready.” The tiger warrior said after getting ready.

“Let’s jinx this Shpinx.” Misty said after getting her hands onto the controls. Once he heard that they were ready Gary decided to get some good use out of the crystals that they were introduced to.

“All right, Rangers. Time to power up.” He said after setting the fifth crystal, which was also in the bag, into an unknown slot on his panel.

“Two, One - power up.” They said and did as he did.

“Time for a little Megazord power.” Gary suggested while pulling his control stick forward. They all knew that link up would be the same, but they all knew that the Megazord will have a little extra power. “Now, let’s show `em what we’re made of.” Gary said to the others when the five were in tank form.

“Morphin.” The other four aggred with raised fists. The sight of the tank angered the mighty cat warrior.

‘I won’t be upstaged again.’ Persar thought before launching a fireball attack at them which he knew his mistress must have been laughing out of joy over the damage he did it the enemy vessel.

‘Fire up the cannons.” Gary ordred and the cannons that doubled as arms fired at the two enemy monsters. “Let’s try the crystal power.” He said when the two were dazed from their earlier attack. The five of them channeled the power into their zords eye beam attack. They all saw that the attack had a lot more kick to it, and prayed that was enough.

‘There’s no way that both could be down from that attack.’ Jessie thought while watching the attack through her scope. Down below the five saw that the smoke was still there so they took that as a good omen from what they did.

“Yeah. All right.” The five shouted in praise…until they heard a familiar snarl. The snarl of Persar from within the smoke. The five teens were so shoked that the two survived the attack that they could not defend from a sword slam to the Tyrano head along with a tag-team fire attack.

‘Guess those two dunder heads are actually going to win.’ Jessie thought as she laughed out of praise for what was going on down below. Lee Scott on the other hand was not about to give up.

“Shift to Battle Mode and finish these dudes.” He ordered to the others while keeping both hands on his Power Crystal.

“Right.” Bill and Aya said to him with a thumbs-up, and got ready.

“Morphin.” Misty and Brock added, and also got ready to transform.

“Power up the transformation sequence.” The Red Ranger said once the tank came to a complete stop.

“Megazord, sequence has been initiated.” The computer within the combo creature said aloud. Just like the last few times the barrels became hands, base treds became legs, the head changed when the Pterodactyl became the new chest. “Megazord, activated.” The voice said when the warrior head was up.

“Megazord armed and ready.” Gary said when it was complete.

“Uh-Oh.” Sphinx said, forseeing doom with that beast before him.

“Uh-Oh.” Persar added, not wanting to deal with the creature again, but with a second warrior for his side there, he felt a little better.

“Uh-Oh.” Jessie said after seeing that the Megazord was on the field and her two other creations did not survive a meeting with him.

“You guys ready? Let’s nail `em.” The leader said to the other four to psyche them up for this battle. He soon added to them after seeing that the Egyptian beast was stomping right at them, “Keep it steady, and watch out for that Sphinx.” The Megazord blocked a scepter strike with it’s left arm along with a sword strike with it’s right arm. After dodging with the right they moved it from them to the armored cat scoring a blow; they did the same motion and it worked.

‘They can’t do that to my partner.’ The fellow cat faced man thought with an external snarl, and tried to attack it. The bad news was that the good giant scored two punches causing it to take a tumble. Persar who was on the ground due to his two assults got back to his feet and went for sword strikes.

‘I have to destroy them otherwise my empress will be furious.’ He thought while scoring a strike, and then slid and struck the robot again, but on his third attempt he was denied by the same arm. The only difference this time was that he met the right shoulder this time; not a fist.

‘Time to fake these guys out.’ Gary thought with a smirk hidden under his helmet. He had the Megazord stand at attention, but the instant he saw the sword coming at them, he managed to press a button on his console. This sudden motion spooked his teammates a little bit.

“What’s happening?” Misty questioned in a panicked tone of voice.

“What’s going on?” Aya added, thinking that their machine was malfunctioning. Lee Scott heard the comments, but decided to fill them in.

“Switching to Tank Mode.” He said to them, so now the others relaxed and sat ready to continue the fight. Once in tank form they were able to surprise Jessie’s head creature with a dual tank blast.

‘Oh, that’s it. These guys have had it.’ Sphinx thought as he went to see if the swordscat was alright while the Megazord stood back up. The two got ready to attack only to see that the Ranger’s were using a special attack. A beam from the middle of three horns on it’s head. When the attack was launched it struck them both.

“Yeah!” The team shouted in praise for what they had done. Feeling that the battle wasn’t over yet they had the Megazord walk straight ahead. The Megazord stopped and looked up when they heard something.

“Yaaah!” The Sphinx shouted out as he struck them from the sky to ground, but that attack was blocked. Since it landed beside the machine he ran in front and tried to strike, but it was blocked and counter punched.

“That was close.” Aya admitted to them, but she was grateful that they had someone like Gary at the helm.

“These dudes are starting to get on my nerves.” Brock said to the leader after watching the Sphinx get back to his feet. The team saw that Persar was also ready to attack, but they were able to dodge and block from his attacks.

“Watch the flank.” Gary said since they had BARELY dodged the attack from the red eyed cat. “Uh-Oh, look out!” He added when he saw the other one start to flap his wings much like he saw it when the mastodone warrior was struck.

‘This’ll help us.’ The king thought while he flapped his wings. He knew that the Megazord was too heavy for his flapping attack, but at least he could through up a distraction.

“Man, we’re getting no where with these guys.” Gary said since as far as he could tell this one was being drug out. “Time to bring on the heat - Power Sword!” He added and looked to the heavens after shouting the last two words. Just like the last battles it arrived, the team picked it up, and got ready to end this.

“Aaah!” The gray skinned one shouted after seeing the shinning blade in the Megazord’s possession.

“Your through, Sphinx!” Gary bellowed before he hand the others looked at him, and raised their right arms up.

“Hyah!” They shouted as one, and the Megazord followed their lead; cutting the Sphinx in half. The resulting explosion was detected from Jessie who stared in anger at the Earth.

“Dummies!” She shouted, unable to handle to incompetence of her team. Back on the ground there was one that liked what he saw.

“Way to go, Power Rangers. One down and one to go.” Alpha said after viewing the viewing globe, and did a little victory dance for their efforts.

“All right, Rangers, now let’s finish them.” Gary ordered to the rest; praying that Persar won’t disappear this time.

“We’ll meet again, Power Rangers.” The golden cat promised before teleporting himself off of the battlefield. The Ranger’s all sighed in peace as they and the Megazord stood tall, but back at the anti-Command Center another argument was being made.

“This should have been a sure thing!?!” Jessie shouted aloud over what she had seen. “I CAN’T BELIEVE THEY BEAT THE SPHINX!!!” She shouted in anger before walking into the darker side of her base, but as she left she was still shouting, “Out of my way!” She said to Nanba and Persar, which they did, and followed it with, “Destroy the world is all I ask for, but do they do it - NO!!!” The other four were slightly fearful when she was in a bad mood for their defeat.

“Come on, guys, I still have one more task to take care of.” Gary informed them, and with a little help from Zordon their zords were separated, and held while the others were sent back to the juice bar. As soon as the five were in a crowd formed around Gary’s favorite bench. He saw that it was still set to what he had it on before he left, so he went under it and got to work.

“1,004. 1,005.” Aya said aloud for a while now, surprised that after the solo confrontation with King Sphinx and Persar that he still had the stamina to still bench press.

“Come on, Gar. Tough it out.” The dancer said in an encouraging way to the worker.

“1,006.” Aya said aloud after seeing another lift of the bar.

“All right, you’re going to do it.” Misty said with a smile on her face. Happy that around his 500th lift that Wattson had somewhere else to go, so they had someone to keep track perfectly.

“1,007.” She counted, but saw that he was straining so she added, “Three more just three more to go.” She saw him lift again causing her to continue, “1,008. 1,009. 1,010.” As soon as she said the last number the WHOLE juice bar erupted in cheer. “Ladies and gentlemen, we have a new record.” Aya announced to all of the others that were there.

“And he comes through.” The mastodone warrior said while helping his friend from under there.

“Yeah.” Bill and Misty said as one, agreeing with the other two.
“We knew you could do it, Gary.” The long haired woman said to him while helping him on his left side.

“Couldn’t have done it without you guys.” Gary admitted and helped them of helping him off of the bench. When he sat up Bill decided to congradualte him by himself.

“Hey, you’re outstanding performance will have a lasting legacy.” Bill Cranston said with a pat on the back.

“Yep, this record will last a long time.” Aya Kwan added to Bill’s statement. To add to the fun was the manager coming to them, and it sounded as though he had a package with him.

“Scuse me. Pardon me. Out of the way. Don’t touch the cake.” The big manager said while wheeling on a cart a white frosted cake over to the deserving one. The five of them saw that he was coming at them, so they decided to get a closer look at his cargo. “Now, I’m asking you. Is this a cake? Or, is this a cake.” He said to the approaching five, but when they got there the group saw that there was something wrong with the message.

“’Happy Birthday, Mom’?” Gary questioned after reading the red letters, and couldn’t make much sense of it.

“What do you expect at the last minute?” Wattson questioned after the most trust worthy of his customers began to chuckle at what it said. “This is the only cake they had left.” He explained himself to them, and he was going to add that their was a weight lifting contest the next city over and some die hard fan bought the ones of Gary’s current theme, but he held off when he saw another pair of familiar faces.

“Thanks for being there guys.” Gary said to the other four, changing the subject for the emplyoer’s benefit. Morrison heard what the thin one had done about the record, and didn’t like it.

“Hey, muscle brains, I’m gonna get my record back.” He said to the leader of the five, but as always they were unimpressed.

“Yeah, muscle brains.” Jackson added while leaning on one of the columbs close to the stairs, and then laughed about it. Already in a bad mood of having his record taken from him Morrison decided to silence him.

“Shut up.” He said in a warning tone after taking a firm grasp of his friend’s shirt. “I can do my own talking.” He added a little after, so his school yard friend would still like him.

“Sorry.” Jack said to him in a whispering tone. Morrison then dragged his friend over with him to the gym half.

“You guys, get a life.” The gymnist offered to the two since she was getting tired that they ruined a calm moment with her friends.

“Come on. Don’t you guys ever give up.” Aya questioned to them since they have been doing this bullying routine as far back as she could remember.

“Yo, why don’t you have a piece of cake, and chill.” Brock offered them since he knew that being nice always helped make better friends than their tactic. The red haired bully let go of his friend after hearing the magic word.

“Cake? All right, I’ll have some cake, but I get the first piece.’ He said back to them since he really did appreciate the gesture.

“Yeah, the first piece.” Jackson added, still playing the role of follower to his pal which still slightly annoyed him.

“I told you to shut uuuuu---.” Morrison was about to give his fellow bully an order, but he tripped on the weights meant for bench pressing, and landed face first into the cake; luckily the five were able to get away without getting injured.

“Ew.” Misty said after watching the faceplant. As Morey got his face out of the cake the first thing that he saw and heard was Jackson with that almost Hyena laugh. Jackson leaned on his down friend while still laughing at him.

“That was funny Morey. You look really funny.” The thinner one said while still cracking up, so he failed to notice that Morey was gathering up some cake in his hands, but Jackson saw it once it hit his face. This caused the five teens to laugh at their moment with Brock leaning on Misty and Aya, and the Martail Artist and brainiac stood next to the trio.

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