Sparky Ranger
09-08-2003, 11:42 AM
Ok well here's the technical start to my team up, I posted the prologue yesterday and thought that'd I'd run this one out today given I have nothing better to do! I hope nobody's offended by the...well when you read it you'll know what I mean, it wasn't put in there for any purpose other than it seemed to fit the storyline, so on with the show. The previous episode can be found here...http://www.rangerboard.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=24727
The Last Stand - Chapter 1
Angela had left Garnett Sands ten minutes ago now, and she had no idea where she would head next.I’m in shock, she thought, I’ve just seen my five best friends taken out by some weird space monster…no not a monster, he was human once… She was brought out of her thoughts by the beeping of a panel on the far side of the bridge. She let it go, someone else would answer it after all. The console beeped again, Why isn’t Al answering it? The console beeped a thirds time and this time the auto answer cut in, designed to run if nobody was able to answer the panel, a female voice came through the speakers;
“Angela…please come in.” came the voice. Artemis. “Angela,” she pleaded, “I know what’s just happened to you is terrible, you’ve lost some good friends, so have I. But remember that they weren’t just your friends that you lost…they were also the Earths only chance of defeating Repulsor…” Angela cut the channel off and removed her helmet, she could feel tears running down the sides of her cheeks, running of the asian tones of her skin and onto the brilliant white of her ranger suit. Of course, she knew that Artemis was correct…wasn’t she always? But she couldn’t defeat Repulsor alone, surely she realised that? She needed help, she needed her friends but they were gone. Forever. There was only one obvious place to start, Artemis’ home planet…where was it…Angela knew that she had spent several years living on a planet known as Spernas, but that wasn’t the one was it? No it was something else, the planet where ranger powers were said to have originated from…what had Alpha called it? That was it! Eltar.
“Computer.” Commanded Angela, “Do you have a course available to the planet Eltar?”
“Affirmative.” Came the female voice of the computer, “Course laid in.”
“Follow course. Hyperrush 3.” Commanded the white ranger, whipping the tears from her soft skin, she watched the stars start to streak by the ship on the viewscreen in front of her, “Time to get some sleep.” She mumbled to herself.
Angela headed down to the living quarters on the ship, she knew where she was going. She looked around the room, seeing the uncomfortable looking bed that she would spend the next goodness knows how long sleeping in. She powered down from ranger form to reveal the clothes she had been wearing when she and the others had morphed to fight the monsters a couple of days ago now, or at least what was left of her clothes, she had been wearing a pair of light blue jeans and a white crop top, the jeans were shreaded to just above her knees and the crop top was pretty well non-existent, leaving her stood in a pair of damaged jeans and a bra, Well there’s good and bad in this she thought, unfortunately it seems that our clothes can be damaged through the suits, the good is at least nobody else is around for me to embarrass me. She thought about changing her clothes, she and the other rangers had spent the best part of a week living on the ship not so long ago when they were sent to retrieve their zords, of course they had come prepared for the voyage then with changes of clothes, however today’s voyage was unplanned and she had not brought anything with her, she stripped out of the rest of her clothes and took a quick shower before laying down on the bed to get some sleep.
The night was restless at best, the surviving Last Line Ranger found herself dreaming that she was fighting Repulsor in the Megazord again…no, not the megazord, but definitely a megazord…she looked around her and saw five other bodies sat in the cockpit with her, only one of them was distinct enough to pick out through, the Pink Ranger.
“Laura!” called Angela, though she could not even hear her own voice, she tried again, “Laura…Laura!” The pink ranger turned her seat to face Angela, it was then that she realised it was not Laura who she had been calling, it was a pink ranger, that was for sure, but not her friend…the rangers suit was pink, with a white “Y” shape on the front, trimmed in yellow. On the left breast was a badge of some sort, possibly representing the ranger team that she was a part of. Angela tried her best to remember what she was seeing, but eventually found herself fading away from the dream.
Angela woke up in a cold sweat, the room was dark and unfamiliar, “Hello?” she called, “Anyone…” she remembered where she was. There was nobody there, she sprang out of bed, still in panic and collapsed to the floor in pain, there she lay, naked on the cold metal floor, gradually fading out of consciousness, the ship was becoming unbearably cold, she had to do something about it, she just couldn’t understand what was happening to the ship, she looked over at the clothes that she had thrown on the floor the night before and decided that given how little was left of them that it was hardly worth bothering to spend the time putting them on again, she pulled her body across the floor towards the door of the room, each inch feeling like agony on her smooth skin, the floor wasn’t that nice smooth metal that you’d expect on the more modern ships, it was of the same old design that was used on the floor of the megazord, more like a mesh than a metal floor, it cut into her skin with every inch she moved. Eventually she reached the doors to the lift to the bridge, summoning every ounce of strength that she had left within her she reached up to the control panel on the door and pushed the button, the doors slid open and she crawled inside.
“..Bridge…” she managed to gasp before collapsing to the floor again.
Seconds later the lift reached the bridge.
“Force field activated.” Announced the computers voice just before the lift doors slid open, Angela didn’t have time to question why, heck she didn’t have the energy even if she had wanted to, she looked through the doors and saw figures moving, she immediately moved to cover herself up in an attempt to protect her modesty, it was then that she saw it wasn’t people moving, these didn’t count as people, there were about half a dozen skeletal like creatures ransacking the bridge, then she saw at the far side of the bridge, where the viewscreen had once been, a hole blown through the ships hull. Just as she started to consider whether it was safe or not to morph whilst unclothed she saw a flash of light darting towards the hole in the hull, as it got closer she cold make out it was a pink colour. Before she new it the light had materialized into the form of a Pink Power Ranger, not just any pink ranger though, the very one that she had seen in her dreams the night before. The pink ranger looked at Angela and she could feel herself blush, at least the ranger wore a skirt…her embarrassment would have been ten times worse had it been a blue ranger dashing to her rescue.
“Wait there!” commanded the pink ranger, as she drew a whip and started attacking the skeletal creatures. It took the pink ranger no time at all to finish the skeletal creatures off, Must be about the equivalent to a Plague Warrior, Angela thought whilst trying to fight the urge to sleep, through her rapidly closing eyes she watched the pink ranger work a few control panels on the bridge before heading over to where she was.
“What…” was all that Angela could manage.
“Sorry about this.” The pink ranger offered, “Eltar has been a bit of a no fly zone as of late, our enemy seems to find attacking passing ships amusing, I believe he has sabotaged the life support systems on your ship. Though goodness only knows why you’re crawling around here with no clothes on…”
“Battle…destroyed…clothes…” mumbled Angela before she finally succumbed to the cold that surrounded her.
“Come on honey.” Whispered the pink ranger as she picked the unconscious young woman up, “Let’s get you back to my place and see if we can’t fix you up with some clothes.”
EDITTED: To put in the formatting that the damned board took out :mad: :mad: :mad:
The Last Stand - Chapter 1
Angela had left Garnett Sands ten minutes ago now, and she had no idea where she would head next.I’m in shock, she thought, I’ve just seen my five best friends taken out by some weird space monster…no not a monster, he was human once… She was brought out of her thoughts by the beeping of a panel on the far side of the bridge. She let it go, someone else would answer it after all. The console beeped again, Why isn’t Al answering it? The console beeped a thirds time and this time the auto answer cut in, designed to run if nobody was able to answer the panel, a female voice came through the speakers;
“Angela…please come in.” came the voice. Artemis. “Angela,” she pleaded, “I know what’s just happened to you is terrible, you’ve lost some good friends, so have I. But remember that they weren’t just your friends that you lost…they were also the Earths only chance of defeating Repulsor…” Angela cut the channel off and removed her helmet, she could feel tears running down the sides of her cheeks, running of the asian tones of her skin and onto the brilliant white of her ranger suit. Of course, she knew that Artemis was correct…wasn’t she always? But she couldn’t defeat Repulsor alone, surely she realised that? She needed help, she needed her friends but they were gone. Forever. There was only one obvious place to start, Artemis’ home planet…where was it…Angela knew that she had spent several years living on a planet known as Spernas, but that wasn’t the one was it? No it was something else, the planet where ranger powers were said to have originated from…what had Alpha called it? That was it! Eltar.
“Computer.” Commanded Angela, “Do you have a course available to the planet Eltar?”
“Affirmative.” Came the female voice of the computer, “Course laid in.”
“Follow course. Hyperrush 3.” Commanded the white ranger, whipping the tears from her soft skin, she watched the stars start to streak by the ship on the viewscreen in front of her, “Time to get some sleep.” She mumbled to herself.
Angela headed down to the living quarters on the ship, she knew where she was going. She looked around the room, seeing the uncomfortable looking bed that she would spend the next goodness knows how long sleeping in. She powered down from ranger form to reveal the clothes she had been wearing when she and the others had morphed to fight the monsters a couple of days ago now, or at least what was left of her clothes, she had been wearing a pair of light blue jeans and a white crop top, the jeans were shreaded to just above her knees and the crop top was pretty well non-existent, leaving her stood in a pair of damaged jeans and a bra, Well there’s good and bad in this she thought, unfortunately it seems that our clothes can be damaged through the suits, the good is at least nobody else is around for me to embarrass me. She thought about changing her clothes, she and the other rangers had spent the best part of a week living on the ship not so long ago when they were sent to retrieve their zords, of course they had come prepared for the voyage then with changes of clothes, however today’s voyage was unplanned and she had not brought anything with her, she stripped out of the rest of her clothes and took a quick shower before laying down on the bed to get some sleep.
The night was restless at best, the surviving Last Line Ranger found herself dreaming that she was fighting Repulsor in the Megazord again…no, not the megazord, but definitely a megazord…she looked around her and saw five other bodies sat in the cockpit with her, only one of them was distinct enough to pick out through, the Pink Ranger.
“Laura!” called Angela, though she could not even hear her own voice, she tried again, “Laura…Laura!” The pink ranger turned her seat to face Angela, it was then that she realised it was not Laura who she had been calling, it was a pink ranger, that was for sure, but not her friend…the rangers suit was pink, with a white “Y” shape on the front, trimmed in yellow. On the left breast was a badge of some sort, possibly representing the ranger team that she was a part of. Angela tried her best to remember what she was seeing, but eventually found herself fading away from the dream.
Angela woke up in a cold sweat, the room was dark and unfamiliar, “Hello?” she called, “Anyone…” she remembered where she was. There was nobody there, she sprang out of bed, still in panic and collapsed to the floor in pain, there she lay, naked on the cold metal floor, gradually fading out of consciousness, the ship was becoming unbearably cold, she had to do something about it, she just couldn’t understand what was happening to the ship, she looked over at the clothes that she had thrown on the floor the night before and decided that given how little was left of them that it was hardly worth bothering to spend the time putting them on again, she pulled her body across the floor towards the door of the room, each inch feeling like agony on her smooth skin, the floor wasn’t that nice smooth metal that you’d expect on the more modern ships, it was of the same old design that was used on the floor of the megazord, more like a mesh than a metal floor, it cut into her skin with every inch she moved. Eventually she reached the doors to the lift to the bridge, summoning every ounce of strength that she had left within her she reached up to the control panel on the door and pushed the button, the doors slid open and she crawled inside.
“..Bridge…” she managed to gasp before collapsing to the floor again.
Seconds later the lift reached the bridge.
“Force field activated.” Announced the computers voice just before the lift doors slid open, Angela didn’t have time to question why, heck she didn’t have the energy even if she had wanted to, she looked through the doors and saw figures moving, she immediately moved to cover herself up in an attempt to protect her modesty, it was then that she saw it wasn’t people moving, these didn’t count as people, there were about half a dozen skeletal like creatures ransacking the bridge, then she saw at the far side of the bridge, where the viewscreen had once been, a hole blown through the ships hull. Just as she started to consider whether it was safe or not to morph whilst unclothed she saw a flash of light darting towards the hole in the hull, as it got closer she cold make out it was a pink colour. Before she new it the light had materialized into the form of a Pink Power Ranger, not just any pink ranger though, the very one that she had seen in her dreams the night before. The pink ranger looked at Angela and she could feel herself blush, at least the ranger wore a skirt…her embarrassment would have been ten times worse had it been a blue ranger dashing to her rescue.
“Wait there!” commanded the pink ranger, as she drew a whip and started attacking the skeletal creatures. It took the pink ranger no time at all to finish the skeletal creatures off, Must be about the equivalent to a Plague Warrior, Angela thought whilst trying to fight the urge to sleep, through her rapidly closing eyes she watched the pink ranger work a few control panels on the bridge before heading over to where she was.
“What…” was all that Angela could manage.
“Sorry about this.” The pink ranger offered, “Eltar has been a bit of a no fly zone as of late, our enemy seems to find attacking passing ships amusing, I believe he has sabotaged the life support systems on your ship. Though goodness only knows why you’re crawling around here with no clothes on…”
“Battle…destroyed…clothes…” mumbled Angela before she finally succumbed to the cold that surrounded her.
“Come on honey.” Whispered the pink ranger as she picked the unconscious young woman up, “Let’s get you back to my place and see if we can’t fix you up with some clothes.”
EDITTED: To put in the formatting that the damned board took out :mad: :mad: :mad: