Power Rangers: The Expanded Universe

[CubeRanger]

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"A series of installments"

Power Rangers: The Expanded Universe
Installment I
“In the Beginning”

Written By Beonca Taylor

Disclaimer: Mighty Morphin Power Rangers, Power Rangers Zeo, Power Rangers Turbo, Power Rangers In Space, Power Rangers Lost Galaxy, Power Rangers Lightspeed Rescue, Power Rangers Time Force, Power Rangers Wild Force, Power Rangers Ninja Storm, and Power Rangers DinoThunder are the property of the Walt Disney Company. The characters not established in any of the above television series are the property of Beonca Taylor. This story is for entertainment purposes only.

Note: The Expanded Universe was written to give a background story of the events that occurred before Day of the Dumpster. Most of the characters and plots were created by me, with the help of Joe Rovang’s magnificent timeline http://rovang.org.

Special Thanks: Joe Rovang, Chris Funaro, and Rob Siebert

Prolouge

Not long after the creation of the universe, a powerful wizard known as Master Solaris, used his unparalleled powers to create a magical power grid. Upon the creation of this mythical grid, the noble master sought out six students, whom he would teach to draw power from his amazing creation, and defend the universe from any and every threat imaginable.

The six teens were trained on the Cimmerian Planet, the capitol of the universe to become the first team of Morphin Masters. Lexion of Edenoi was trained in the power of telepathy, and earned a magic gem that allowed him to sustain his powers. Spec of the Cimmerian Planet earned the power of transformation, and trained mostly in transforming himself into volcanic rock. Seltara of the planet Onyx was trained in the force of flight, which allowed her to use the wind as her personal weapon in battle. Tek of Triforia trained well in the mysterious technique of invisibility, a technique that even Master Solaris knew very little of. Chisiline of Inquiris was trained with the ability to breathe under the water. Lastly, Zarame of KO-35 gained the power to foresee the future, with untimely visions, a power that would help him greatly as leader of the Morphin Masters.

The universe was peaceful with the six masters as guardians, but unknowingly to Zarame, Spec began using his powers for personal gain, and purposely escalated a battle which caused the death of three Cimmerians and Seltara herself. Outraged when he learned that Master Solaris planned to destroy his connection to the Morphin Grid, Spec took a dark and twisted route and murdered Solaris before he was able to fulfill his plan.

Spec declared himself Dark Specter and vowed to wipe out his former teammates one by one. Years passed, and peace reigned throughout the universe, on a rescue mission to rescue a group of Karminions, Zarame discovered an uncharted planet, which he named Eltar after his fallen friend Seltara. There, he established a royal family, and an academy which trained noble students to connect to the Morphin Grid and become Morphin Masters, knowing that one day Spec would fulfill his warning, and unleash havoc unto the galaxies.

Chapter I coming soon!

[CubeRanger]

~ Chapter One ~

He waited in silence outside of the white stained corridor, prepared to accept the new additions being brought into his life. The sun shown through the crystal clear window, sunlight was something he’d always seen, but today, somehow it shown differently. It had a unique essence about it in which he’d never witnessed before.

“Zarame, come, quickly!” a voice echoed through the corridor.

Startled from the sudden disturbance, he jumped from his seat and hurried down the long hallway. He could hear the sound of crying, and knew at once that life had welcomed two new additions into its circle.

“You’re the father of two beautiful males,” a young women dressed in nurses clothing told him.

He glanced down at his wife Zehmiah who had each twin in one of her arms, and smiled. “They’re beautiful,” he said nervously, not knowing what action he should perform next.

Zehmiah smiled at him. “You can hold them you know, you are their father,” she said sarcastically.

Zarame wretch his arms out towards one of the twins, as Zehmiah lifted one of the babies into his arms. He looked down upon his son and smiled at the innocent face that stared back at him. “I’ve never been so happy,” he said smiling at his son. “I love you Zehmiah,”

“And I love you, Zarame,” she grinned. “Now comes the hard part,”

He gave her a puzzled glance, not sure what she meant. “Hard part?” he asked.

“We have to name them, of course.”

“Oh yes, the naming process,” he sighed a breath of relief and glanced down at the child he had in his arms. “I think we’ll name this one after those new prototypes they’ve been constructing on the Cimmerian Planet,” he said.

Zehmiah glared at him, not knowing if he was being serious. “Zord?” she asked flatly.

“No, of course not. I was thinking Zordon,” he said smiling at his son.

She laughed. “Zordon will do fine,” She turned to their other nameless son, and knew at once what name should be bestowed to him. “I think we’ll name this little guy Zedden, after the great sorcerer who assisted Master Solaris in the creation of the Morphin Grid,”

“Zordon and Zedden,” Zarame laughed at the notice of all the ‘Z’ names in his family. “Who knows, maybe some day they’ll be Morphin Masters themselves,”

~*~*~*~*~*~

“Growling, darkness, danger,” a cold voice echoed throughout a damp cave. “Evil, pathetic, Zarame,” a life form moved into what little sunlight shone into the dark cavern. Shaped like volcanic rock, it’s red insides could be seen through cracks in it’s skin like shells. “The time has come for them to pay, all of them!”

Another voice spoke up from a short distance. It seemed to belong to a woman, who had a screeching voice tainted with darkness. “You’re not powerful enough yet master,”

“You are in no position to tell me how powerful I am, you are my servant, and I am your master. Do we understand each other Queen Bansheera?”

She hissed at the creature hesitantly. “If you attack the Morphin Masters now, they’ll use their connection to the Morphin Grid against you! This you must understand you pathetic human!”

The creature lunged at the feminine demon, but landed on the ground. “I am no longer Specter Octavious Lanrydan! I am no longer a human, I am Dark Specter!” he growled with hatred. “Look at me! I am growing stronger everyday, and when I obtain enough strength I am wiping out each and every one of those pathetic Morphin Masters!”

“You expect those puny specs of goodness to let you roar onto Eltar, and attack?” she laughed in mockery. “I’ve been spying on them, and they are training many students,”

“Idiot! They aren’t connected to the Morphin Grid like we original six were, they’re just mere fragments being latched together by Zarame’s blunt knowledge of what we were instructed with by Solaris,”

“We demons are behind you Dark Specter, but the Orgs are trapped under the earth,” she said as she tried to calm him down.

“Ahh who needs Orgs anyway?” he spoke with disgust at their mention. “The House of Vile is slowly conquering worlds, and recruiting. Exactly what I’ve instructed. While I‘m stuck here on this dreadful planet that has all the resources of power that I need, and yet I can’t come to possess them!” he slammed his monstrous fists into the cavern walls, causing dust too fall from the dirt ceiling. “They’ll pay for my exile from the grid, and I can promise you that!”

~*~*~*~*~*~

Ritual demonic tunes played in a dark area lit only with candles, as women dressed in orange-colored dresses with line curved symbols covering their bottoms, while twisted drill cones covered their breasts, and their heads were embraced by a head cap with their hair bundled up into two cones.

“BAAAAAAANNNNNNDDDDDOOOORRRRAAAAA!” the word they spoke of came out as almost a moan. They were known as the Bandora Clan, a group of witches trained by a powerful demon called Lokar, thought to be the king of the underworld himself. Within the group was Elphaba Vile, the wife of one of the most respected senators of the universe, Senator Magivor Vile, a king from the M-51 Galaxy. Unknowingly to the Universal Government, Magivor was slowly conquering a chain of planets from his galaxy.

“Elphaba, darling,” one of the more unfortunate witches with handed down robes walked up to the respected clan member, and exchanged greetings with her. “How marvelous to see you,”

The evil sorceress turned away from what she considered the social trash of the clan. “Your stench places me into agony,” she motioned for the witch to leave. “Be gone with you,”

The witch raised her wand at Elphaba planning to blast her into space dust, but was restrained when she felt a sharp point in her neck. “Down with your wand, you wench!” a male voice growled in anger.

Automatically, the witch knew it was Elphaba’s husband Magivor. Facing the both of them, she pointed her bony finger at Magivor. “You are going to suffer, some day!” Her voice mutated into a screechy moan. “I can see golden lights ripping through your veins, and disintegrating you into dust! The House of Vile will be des…” she began to loose her breath and croaked in agony as Elphaba unleashed sparks from her wand on to her. Her body fell to the ground, and her eyes slowly closed, putting her into eternal rest.

Elphaba smiled delightfully and turned back to her husband. “Now Magivor, why are you here?”

“It’s our son, and I have other news abo..”

“Rito? What’s wrong with Rito?” she asked nervously, completely cutting him off.

He smiled at her. “Oh, he’s fine dear. But he’s gone through his second stage of transformation. He’s entered the final stage before his skeleton transformation.”

“That’s wonderful! I’m so happy for him, shall we go to see him now?”

Magivor frowned. “As much as I’d like to dear, I’m afraid we have other business to attend to.”

“What business? Has Dark Specter finally called us forth?”

He slapped her across the face. “You stupid woman! Don’t you EVER mention that name in places like this!” he whispered. “The Morphin Masters have spies, and if they were to find that my wife and I were being unfaithful to the Universal Government we‘d be put in time warps!”

She sneered at him. “You don’t trust the Bandora Clan?” she asked.

“Remember these words Elphaba, in today’s world, trust nobody!” he growled. “NOBODY!”

“All right,” she spoke softly muttering words under her breath.

“Now come, we must be on our way,”

~*~*~*~*~*~

Special Note: All right, I know ‘Bandora’ is Rita Repulsa’s Japanese counterpart in Super Sentai’s ZyuRanger. I used that name to pay homage to that character. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, even though it was short, and most likely will be the shortest one in this installment since it was basically to introduce some new characters. Please give me your opinions, thoughts, and ideas!

Chapter II coming soon!

[Lord ZEDD]

Love it I always seen you advertise this in the advertisment section or also in some other places and I was wondering when you were going to write out this great idea. I cant wait for Zedds origin.

[CubeRanger]

Chapter 2

Alarms began sounding inside of the Eltarian hospital, telling Zarame that something terrible must have occurred. His thoughts served him correctly when his wrist telecom went haywire. He raised his wrist to his mouth and punched a few buttons on the side. “Master Zarame, reporting!” he spoke into it.

“Zarame, we’re under attack! It’s Vixrothia, she’s attacking the Morphin Master Academy!” Lexion yelled back. “We need your help!”

Zarame could hear the rumbles of blasts in the background, and the screams of those who weren’t lucky enough to escape. “I’ll be there as soon as I can. Assemble as many masters as possible, if we can do this correctly, we’ll finally be able to capture this tyrant!”

“Hurry!”

Zarame looked at his wife, and apologized for his sudden departure. “I’ll be back as soon as I can,” he told her. “Zehmiah, if I don’t survive this attack, I want you to know that I’ll always love you,”

She put her fingers to his lips. “I know you’re going to survive Zarame, you always have. Your children need you, and so do I,” she hugged him. “Now go and save the world, they need your assistance more then I do right now.”

Pushing another button on his telecom, a bright stream of red light appeared around him, and lifted him up into the air. Within seconds, he was gone.
~*~*~*~*~*~
The Space Skull, a large skull-shaped space ship raced through outer space at top speeds towards the M-51 Galaxy.

“Magivor, there is something I don’t under stand! Why are we returning to the M-51 Galaxy? I thought there was a matter of important business we were taking care of?” Elphaba demanded an answer.

“All right, well, it’s not as important as I made it sound before, but I think you’ll be rather happy once you find out,” he told her.

She gritted her teeth at him. “Tell me now!” she demanded, stomping her feet on the brown stoned floor.

“All right, all right, if you want me to ruin the surprise then fine!” Magivor growled. “I know how you’ve always wanted a daughter so that you could train her in the methods of the Bandora Clan,” he said slowly. “And, well, I’ve found that daughter for you,”

Elphaba began jumping up and down with excitement. “Where is she?” she begged to know. “Who is she?”

His distorted face smiled at his wife’s happiness. “She’s an infant from one of the planets our forces have conquered in the M-51 Galaxy,” He knew she’d be most pleased if the child was an infant, thus making her training process easier. “Her birth name is Rita Alecusian, but I’ve had her last name changed to Vile.”

“You know just how to make me happy Magivor,” said Elphaba. “I can’t wait to see her, and especially, I can’t wait to begin twisting her mind into the Bandora tradition. I think she’ll make a fine addition to the House of Vile.”
~*~*~*~*~*~
Zarame walked up to the entrance of the Morphin Master Academy, and entered through a gash which had been created through the security doors. There were numerous bodies laying everywhere, students, instructors, and detonated robot units. Across the room, Chisiline lay facedown, too frightened to scream. Vixrothia stood over her, dark eyes tainted with vengeance. Vixrothia was a tyrant who joined forces with Specter when he left the Academy. She had short black hair, and dark black eyes, at which she could change upon command. She dressed in all black, and used a silver sphere as her personal weapon.

Vixrothia laughed maniacally, and plunged her sharp silver sphere into Chisiline’s back. Chisiline moans of pain were enormous causing Zarame to stand frozen in his position. He managed to snap out of it, and charged towards Vixrothia.

Vixrothia placed Zarame in a painful air lock, and glared at him. “Welcome to the end of your little Academy, Zarame.”

Zarame attempted to break free of her air lock, but the wind was knocked out of him and he couldn’t do it. He used his remaining strength to send a fire wave at Vixrothia knocking her down, and breaking her grip on him. He fell to the floor, and rolled behind one of the many spiral neon towers.

Vixrothia spun back onto her feet. “Ahh! Hide and seek!” she cackled. “Or should we play search and destroy?” She pulled her bloody sphere out of Chisiline’s lifeless body, before kicking it down a flight of steps. “You can’t hide for long, Zarame.” she said jumping behind a corner. “Because, eventually I’m going to find you, and then I’m going to kill you just like your little Morphin friend Chisiline!”

Zarame jumped out from behind the spiral tower onto Vixrothia’s back and the two rolled around on the floor. Zarame managed to pin Vixrothia onto her back, he glared at her. “You’re going to pay for all whom you’ve killed today!” He wrapped his hand around her neck. “But first, you’re going to answer my questions, and if you don’t, then you’re going to suffer a fate worse then death.”

She laughed at him. “Ahh is that so? Think your academy friends are going to help do you? I’ve trapped what’s left of them, and they’re battling the best of my foot soldiers,”

He tightened his grip. “Tell me the location of Specter!” he demanded.

“Specter? I’m sorry Zarame, but I’m not sure I know who you’re speaking of.” she lied.

“TELL ME!”

“I don’t have time for your pathetic games, Zarame. I have another place to be, so if you don’t let me go, I’m going to pull a drastic measure,”

“ENOUGH!” he began shaking her body back and forth. “Tell me where Specter is!”

Her eyes turned blood red. “I warned you,.” she spat at him in the face. “Vixen Slayers attack!” she yelled.

Dozens of black-armored warriors came pouring in through the opposite doors that surrounded the entrance hall. They grabbed Zarame off of Vixrothia and slung him into a spiral neon tower.

Vixrothia watched in pleasure, but realized that she had another place to be. “Sorry to miss the party boys, but I have a date,” she laughed evilly and teleported from the Morphin Master Academy.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Elphaba held the infant in her arms, enchanted by its beauty. The child had short curly black hair, and big brown eyes. “Rita Vile, some day you’re going to be the most powerful sorceress in the universe, and perhaps you’ll finally be able to create the Ghost of Darkness, something even the mighty Lokar can‘t accomplish.”

“I’m glad you’re happy with her Elphaba,” Magivor grinned. “Our forces are conquering more worlds that I’ve expected. The more we gain control of, the more powerful Dark Specter’s plan shall become.”

“Exactly dear,” said Elphaba, her focus was on her new daughter and she wasn’t paying any attention to her husband. “Bandora, Bandora, Bandora,” she whispered in a lullaby tune.

The infant child cooed at the sound of the lullaby not knowing of the important destiny her adoptive mother had set for her, only knowing that she was much happier away from the explosions she’d been taken away from.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Vixrothia arrived in the Eltarian Hospital inside of Zehmiah’s room. Zehmiah lay peacefully asleep in her bed, awaiting the return of her husband.

Vixrothia summoned here silver sphere and poked it on Zehmiah’s shoulder. “Wake up, slut!” she commanded. Zehmiah immediately jumped to her attention, and let out a scream.

“What are you doing here?” Zehmiah scowled.

Vixrothia laughed evilly. “I’m here to deliver my late baby shower gift,” she sneered. “And believe me, it’s been a long time coming,” she lunged the sphere towards Zehmiah’s chest. Zehmiah grabbed the sphere with her hands and tried to twist it out of Vixrothia’s grip.

She struggled with the sphere. “Where is my husband?”

“Zarame is dead,” Vixrothia lied. “I destroyed him, just like I’m going to destroy you!”

Zehmiah screamed in agony, and let go of the sphere. “I don’t believe you! You lie!”

Vixrothia slammed the sphere into Zehmiah’s stomach. “You’re right, Zarame’s not dead. He, un-like you, got the best of me, and now I‘m returning the favor!” she pulled the sphere out and watched in glory as Zehmiah’s eyes bulged. “You know, one would never know that you were the wife of the most feared Morphin Master in the galaxy! You have no defense skills!” Vixrothia laughed evilly and teleported from the hospital room accomplishing her goal.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Zarame had fought off most of the warriors, and finally the blast doors opened, and what was left of the Morphin Masters entered the entrance hall. They were beaten badly, but Zarame was able to spot Lexion. “Finally, some back up,” he laughed.

“Just like old times,” Lexion said.

Both of them ran towards one of the four remaining warriors and did a spinning air kick into it’s side. The Vixen Warrior fell to the ground and decapitated. The two of them watched while the other young Masters easily defeated the other three warriors.

Zarame sighed in relief. “What was Vixrothia up to this time?”

Wishing he had a better answer to Zarame’s question, Lexion did the best he could. “I’m not sure, but I’m guessing she was after the codes to the Cimmerian Holding Bay.”

Zarame formed a puzzled face. “That’s where they are holding the new zord prototypes, right?”

Lexion nodded. “Exactly,”

Zarame glanced at Chisiline’s limp body, and frowned. “Chisiline, she’s dead. Vixrothia killed her, and I didn’t do anything to try and save her, I just stood there and watched.”

Lexion put his hand on Zarame’s shoulder. “Don’t blame yourself Zarame, we all knew the consequences of becoming Morphin Masters, just as the new trainees do. It’s our duty to protect the universe, and if we die in the process, so be it.”

An Eltarian policeman entered through the hole in the security doors, he had a grave face as he approached Zarame. “Officer 324 reporting sir, with bad news unfortunetely,” the officer said to Zarame.

Zarame nodded, “Go on, then,”

“Master Zarame, I don’t know how to tell you this,” the officer said. “Your wife, Zehmiah, she‘s been murdered. The doctors who examined her body proclaim that the injuries made to her stomach were from a sphere. They aren’t sure who the culprit is, but we’re on the case. I’m sorry for your loss,” the officer turned away.

Zarame stood frozen, not believing what he was just told. He dropped to his knees and beat his fists into the ground. “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” he screamed in agony, while streams of tears flowed from his face. “I’m going to kill her! I am going to kill Vixrothia!”

Chapter III coming soon!

[Blue Diamond Ranger]

sounds amazing
keep up the good work

[CubeRanger]

Thanks BlueDiamondRanger :)

Chapter III

Days had passed since the murder of Zehmiah, but to Zarame, it seemed like months. He couldn’t bare to attend her memorial service, he hadn’t seen her since their departure in the hospital. He wanted to remember her the way she was when she was alive. He’d decided that he would hunt down and kill Vixrothia for the grief and pain she had caused him, knowing it was against all that Master Solaris had taught him. His sons, Zordon, and Zedden were the only remnants left of his known family, and he promised himself that he’d keep them safe. The events after his wife’s death left him sulking in the Royal Palace, his twin sons, and an occasional servant were his only communication with civilization. That was going to change.

The palace doors opened, and a messenger from the Cimmerian Planet entered the throne room, carrying a white satchel on his shoulder. He introduced himself as Gomah, and produced a document from his bag.

“Chancellor Burai requests your attendance at a galactic meeting on the Cimmerian Planet,” he said to Zarame.

Zarame stared angrily at the messenger, not intentionally, but his emotions were getting the best of him. He nodded approvingly and motioned for the messenger to leave. He wasn‘t prepared to attend a meeting with the universe’s substantial leaders, but he knew his duties as the head Morphin Master required him to do so. He made a call for the twin’s nurse, and told her of his departure.

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Vixrothia entered through the damp cave which was the hiding place of Dark Specter. She‘d come to tell him of her victory over the demise of Zehmiah and her twin children, or so she thought. She nervously walked deep into the cave, careful not to startle him. “Dark Specter?” she called out.

Dark Specter growled at the sight of her. “Why are you here?”

“I’ve come to tell you that I’ve completed the assignment you gave to me in the Vica Galaxy,” she nervously said. “I’ve murdered Zehmiah, and her bratty twins,”

Dark Specter laughed in pity. “Idiot!” he screamed. “I’m surrounded by fools, nothing but complete fools who can’t do anything right!” He slammed his rocky hand into the wall several times before allowing her to respond.

She looked puzzled. “Master, what have I done wrong? I’m sure I’ve killed her, has she survived?”

“You killed her all right, but obviously you can’t tell a pregnant women from a women who has recently given birth! You were too late!” he growled.

Vixrothia gasped, and looked at the ceiling of the cave frantically searching for a way out. She was afraid that he was going to destroy her on the spot for her failure. “Then that means….”

Dark Specter nodded. “Yes, the first stage of the prophecy has been fulfilled,”

The prophecy Dark Specter spoke of, was forseen by a very powerful sorceror who called himself the Wizard of Deception. He spoke of three sets of twins, who would play major roles in the fate of the universe. He was poked fun at for his what most scholars called ‘pathetic premonition’, but when the most powerful Morphin Master in the universe announced that his wife would give birth to twins, evil-doers began believing.

“You have failed miserably, but, what’s done is done,” Dark Specter sighed. “However, this catastrophe pushes back our revelation of the Alliance unto the Universal Government, and the Morphin Masters,”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Zarame walked into the meeting room cautiously. Burai, the proclaimed ruler of the galaxies sat on a high stool surrounded by his counsel. The audience contained Jera, a nobleman from the planet Mirinoi, Tek’s father Xander, the king of Triforia, and senators from the planets Aquitar, Inquiris, and KO-35.

“Welcome Master Zarame,” Chancellor Burai spoke with gratitude in his voice. “Now that everyone is in attendance, we shall begin.”

Zarame took a seat next to Xander, knowing him pretty well since he was Tek’s father. He felt comfortable next to someone he knew in awkward situations, it was a trait he wished he could learn to change.

Chancellor Burai arose to his feet and bowed to those before him. “It has come to our attention that five powerful sabers have been created behind our backs. These sabers have ten more times the power of each and every one of our Morphin Masters combined,”

His words got Zarame’s attention, he’d had words of ancient sorcerers going against the Morphin Grid, but this was something he‘d never been told before.

“Weapons with so said power, must be attained.” Burai sighed. “The Universal spies have attained the following information. Supposedly these swords are known as the Quasar Sabers, and they’re powers are based on the mythical Galactabeasts,”

Senator Cuzubo spoke up, “Chancellor Burai, that’s impossible! The Galactabeasts are nothing but legends, everyone knows that.”

Zarame glared at Cuzubo. Zarame knew for a fact that the Galactabeasts were in fact very real, for he had seen one when he was a child. They were very powerful creatures, but were rarely seen.

“That may be the case Senator Cuzubo, but we must take this news with serious pre-caution,” Burai turned to Zarame. “Zarame, will you assemble a team of Morphin Masters to search out these so called sabers?”

Zarame nodded eagerly at the chance of getting off of Eltar for awhile, but then the realization of abandoning his two sons came to mind. He knew he couldn’t leave them, but also knew that they’d be safe in the arms of the royal servants. “Where were the sabers rumored to be Chancellor?”

“Earth,”
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Vixrothia leaned back against the rock in Dark Specter’s cave, pleased to be alive. She was surprised that he hadn’t destroyed her for her failure. She knew that he was worried over the birth of Zarame’s descendants, but why, she didn’t know. She didn‘t understand the prophecy and why it was so important.

Dark Specter grumbled as he wrote weird symbols into the sandy floor with a long twig. He could feel the presence of someone from his past, and he knew that their paths stood the chance of crossing again, very soon. “Something big is about to happen, very big.”
~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Notes: I hope you liked Chapter 3, the story line is starting to move along, and look for very exciting twists in the next chapter!

Special Thanks: Impy, for suggesting the name Burai (Dragon Ranger from ZyuRanger).

Chapter IV coming soon!

[Mr Tuesday II]

Quasar Sabers originaly from Earth? Looks goo so far. Also, Cuzubo. Isn't he Choobo's brother or something from Hurricanger vs Gaoranger?.

Liking the story so far, keep it up.

[TheOneRJS200]

Thanks for the credit Beonca, that was......big of you.

[The Avenging Angel]

This is genius. Zordon and Zedden, amazing..keep it up!!!

[CubeRanger]

Chapter IV

Zarame was prepared to return to Earth, and he knew that he stood a great chance of finding the Quasar Sabers, because he knew Earth better then his home planet of KO-35. The planet of Earth had served as the battling grounds during his teenage years of becoming a Morphin Master. Zarame walked over to the docking bay where a green Universal Government ship would take him to the mystical planet.

“Zarame, what are we going to do once we arrive on Earth?” Lexion asked.

Zarame wasn’t exactly sure what he was going to do, he hadn’t even thought out a routine plan like he usually did. His mind was boggled with the events of the recent days. “The best thing to do is to first set up scanners to locate a power source,” Zarame answered.

Lexion nodded and motioned for a two new Morphin Masters, Camellia, and Tomes to board the passenger cruiser. In fear of another attack, Zarame decided only to take three other people.

“Is there anybody else?” the freighter’s pilot asked Zarame.

“No, everyone is now onboard,” Zarame double checked.

The loud engines started up, and blew fire shot out from the turbine engines. The journey wouldn’t be very long with a newly installed hyper drive. Zarame kept his eyes on the ground praying that his newborn sons would be in safe hands during his absence.

A being dressed in dark clothing watched patiently as the ship blasted off into space. He laughed evilly and walked over to a smaller ship, which took off behind the freighter.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Meanwhile, on Gamma Vile, a very important meeting was taking place. Evil activists from all over the universe had been called to a very special meeting concerning the future of a possible united alliance of forces. Magivor Vile stared out of his throne room window as ship, after ship began the treacherous climb up the winding mountain that held his palace. His attentive thought was interrupted when a middle-aged man dressed in blue cloaks entered the throne room.

“Master Vile, the group of Machines you’ve asked me to prepare are finally ready, shall I take them to the arena?” the man asked nervously.

“Yes, that‘ll do Ninjor,” answered Magivor.

Ninjor nervously exited the room to fulfill his Master’s request. He was a powerful wizard who’d been working for the House of Vile since his retirement from the Universal Government. He’d found refuge on Gamma Vile, but didn’t know that the very family he trusted was working against all he’d established during his time on the Cimmerian Planet. He‘d constructed a family of Machines, for a purpose of which he was told would run the technical appliances in the palace, so his artistic nature modeled the robots after the Vile family themselves. Unknowingly to Ninjor, the machines were going to serve a far greater purpose then being cleaning utensils.

Magivor returned his attention to the window, and scowled as a familiar carriage which contained the evil space Ninja Lothor in it. Lothor and Magivor had never seen eye to eye, simply for the sole purpose that they had different opinions on who should be in control of Dark Specter’s plans. Followed by Lothor came Captain Mutiny and his Pirate Brigade, and Vixrothia’s ship.

Rito Vile entered the throne room and tugged on his father’s cloak, again throwing Magivor’s attention from the arrivals. “Papa, are we going to have a party?” the boy asked. A special spell was placed over Rito when he was a baby which would allow him to transform into a powerful skeleton when he reached his teenage years. His skin had already began to change colors, and it was only a matter of time before the operation was complete.

Magivor looked down at his son and shook his head. “No son, we’re not having a party. There’s going to be a very important meeting, one which you’re too young to understand at this point in time. Some day however, you’ll get to join in on the fun as well,” he answered, patting Rito on the head.

“Rita too?” the boy asked innocently.

Magivor laughed. “Yes, my son, Rita too.” He admired the immediate connection Rito had taken to his baby sister, although Elphaba was having problems exposing the baby to the ways of the Bandora Clan.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

The Universal Government transport hovered over the watery planet of Earth. Those on board stared down at the planet’s mysterious beauty, all but Zarame, who looked at the moon. He patted Lexion on the shoulder, and pointed at the moon’s surface. “Look, there’s Master Solaris’ temple,” he said.

“Wow, I almost forgot about that place,” Lexion replied looking attentively at the magnificent palace stationed on the moon.
“Master Solaris found the stones to create the Morphin Grid on that very moon,” Zarame replied.

Lexion shrugged. “Zarame, do you suspect Specter knows that the new students we’re training aren’t exactly connected to the Morphin Grid?”

Zarame nodded. “He probably suspects it, but there’s no way he can know for sure. Especially since we banned together and destroyed his connection to it as well after the murder of Master Solaris,”

“Well, if he suspects this, then perhaps he isn’t frightened of the army we’re building on Eltar,” Lexion responded.

“Now isn’t the time to worry about this Lexion, right now, we must concentrate on locating these sabers,” said Zarame.

“You’re right Zarame,” Lexion apologized.

The transport had landed on Earth’s surface. Zarame and Lexion instructed the two masters on how to use their scanners, and decided that they’d split up for the time being. Unknowingly another ship landed five miles away, hidden by a secret cloaking device, out stepped a being in black clothing who immediately set off for a cave.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Magivor stood before the grand arena of villains from across the universe. Emperors, kings, queens, lords, of many planets sat within the seats awaiting new information about their mission to annihilate good throughout the universe. “Welcome to Gamma Vile,” he said. “I am known as Master Magivor Vile, your serving ruler while Dark Specter is regaining strength,”

“Humph!” Lothor shouted. “Some leader you are,”

“Do you have something else to state Lothor?” Magivor growled.

“No, Magivor, I’m just pointing out the fact that you think you’re this all powerful crime lord, when it’s obvious that you’re so far up Dark Specter’s ground work it’s not even funny!”

Magivor decided to ignore his comment this time, but was prepared to attack if another such outburst occurred. He stuck his fingers to his lips and called for Ninjor. “I’ve called you all here today to present a group of Machines that will be essential to our battle of good versus evil,”

Ninjor nervously entered the room pushing a dolly which contained the four robots. He gasped when he saw who were in attendance, and froze in place.

“That will be all Ninjor!” Magivor growled. “On your way,”

Unable to move Ninjor glanced at Magivor. “What’s going on here?” he asked angrily.

“That is none of your business as my employee!” Magivor answered. “Now move!” he pointed his staff at the elderly wizard.

Lothor jumped up from his seat. “Now is that the way we treat our servants Magivor?”

Elphaba jumped into the audience and pointed her wand at Lothor. “I’ve had enough of you!” she cackled. “It’s time you learn a lesson!”

Elphaba fired a red blast from her wand. Lothor immediately held up an amulet which reflect the blast into the air. The red blast flew directly into the round looking machine, bringing it to life.

The machine grumbled and began laughing evilly. “I am King Mondo, the machine King!”

His words send the audience into an uproar, as the machine looked around at those who surrounded him.

Ninjor gasped. “Oh no! What have you done to my creation?” he walked over to the male machine and attempted to turn off his knobs.

The Machine King held up his metal staff in defense. “You dare try to harm the Machine King? For this you’ll pay!” said the machine. He lifted his wand into the air and shot blue lasers at Ninjor which transformed him into a blue robot. The Machine King laughed evilly. “Now, I shall make the whole galaxy into my own army of robots!”

Ninjor looked down at his hands and gasped. “What have you done to me?”

Magivor stepped in and put his hand on the machine king’s shoulder. “You shall obey me! I am the leader around here, you pathetic robot,”

The Machine King’s eyes glared red, and he raised his staff at Magivor. “For your words you’re going to pay,”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The being in the black cloak entered through the cave, and took off the hood which hid his identity. “Dark Specter are you there?” the male voice called out.

“I am here, why have you disturbed me?” a grumpy voice answered.

“I bring urgent news, Zarame, and Lexion have arrived on Earth with two other Morphin Masters in search of the Quasar Sabers,” the man said.

“Ahh, yes, the Quasar Sabers,” Dark Specter responded. “Very curious indeed,”

“If they locate the sabers they‘ll find out what I’ve done,” the man said. “We must not let that happen,”

“Ahh, yes, of course, your allegiance to me,” Dark Specter growled. “The secrets lie within the sabers, and you are correct. The mystery will be solved if they locate the sabers,”

“Do you allow me to take an army of soldiers to stop them then?”

“Hmm,” the evil master sighed. “I’ve offered you every deal imaginable, to completely join my army, but you’re still somewhat loyal to those pathetic Morphin Masters? Why is that?”

“I’m here to aid you, my old friend,” the man answered. “My inside resources have helped greatly to your plan,”

Dark Specter grumbled. “You know Tek, your Triforian instincts have always failed you. Take your army to the caves of power, but that doesn’t guarantee you’ll stop Zarame and his pathetic friends from finding the Quasar Sabers,”

“I’ll kill them first if I have too!” Tek responded.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

All right, I hope you guys enjoyed the twist. This was a really exciting chapter to write, and hopefully the next one will be a lot better. Just to Note: The Lothor in this chapter isn’t the same Lothor we see in Ninja Storm. This version of Lothor is what Kanoi named himself after. And always, thanks for the awesome reviews!

Chapter V coming soon!

[Mr Tuesday II]

Ninjor creates Mondo, sweet. Poor Ninjor, though. Forever trapped in that robot-like body. Hopefully he'll learn how to turn into his warrior mode and how to grow soon.

[CubeRanger]

Thanks again for the reviews! Expect a new chapter posted tommorrow night, but for now, here are two Expanded Images I've created. The first one being set on Gamma Vile showing Master Vile's palace first shown in a Zeo Comic Book. The second is Lord Zedd before we see him with no skin. Expect more pictures from my vision of what I think they would have looked like! Hope you like these!

http://www.wi-filocate.com/~nowplay/gammavilereal.JPG

http://www.wi-filocate.com/~nowplay/zeddeu.jpg

[Mr Tuesday II]

Oh my...yes...uh...um.. a little revealing, isn't it? A treat for the ladies, I'm sure.

[Lord ZEDD]

Great so far but that skin Zedd is very disturbing but its an interesting take on Zedd.

[CubeRanger]

Lol, don't worry, the guy was wearing underwear. I got it out of a Sunday paper brochure. :-p

[CubeRanger]

Chapter V

Zarame trotted around the forest area with intent, but confusing thoughts. His mind began to think about his wife Zehmiah, who’d just been murdered a few days ago. He wanted to let his agony take control of him, and give up, but his love for his sons kept him strong. He lived for them.

Lexion had been searching for what seemed like hours, and still received no results. He was beginning to believe that the Quasar Sabers weren’t actually there, and they were on a fool’s mission. He’d never truthfully believed in the Quasar Sabers, because of the myth that surrounded them. He held his wrist communicator to his mouth and pressed one of the knobs on the side. “Zarame, have you found anything?”

Startled by the sudden noise, Zarame jumped into a fighting stance, but his senses came to him, and he realized it was Lexion. “That’s a negative Lex, have you heard from our apprentices?”

Truthfully, Lexion had forgotten all about Camellia and Tomes, but he wasn‘t about to mention that to Zarame. “No, but I was planning on contacting them next,” he lied.

“All right, let me know if you find out anything,”

“Affirmative,” responded Lexion. He pushed another knob on the communicator, and spoke into it again. “Camellia, this is Master Lexion, are you there?”

Silence.

“Camellia, or Tomes, this is Master Lexion, do you read me?” he asked again. Puzzled by getting no response, he contacted Zarame once more. “Zarame, I’m not getting answers from the students, do you suppose something’s wrong?”

“Curious,” Zarame answered back. “Perhaps we should return to the ship and do a life force scan of the area?” He suggested, although he didn’t feel like abandoning the mission quite yet.

“All right,” Lexion answered. “I’ll head for the ship now,”

Zarame shrugged. “I’ll be there as soon as I finish setting up these scanners, we don’t want this time spent to be wasted. If anything else happens, contact me immediately,”

“Right,”
~*~*~*~*~*~

Magivor Vile stood in horror, as the machine pointed his wand at him, preparing to strike. Ninjor attempted to speak, but was shut up by Magivor’s hand as he tried to calm Mondo down. “I have not said one word to offend you,” he growled. “And if anyone is going to pay here, it’s going to be you! Nobody speaks to Magivor Vile that way!”

The audience was in an uproar, both entertained and appalled by the machine’s great powers. Lothor watched in silence, hoping that the machine would strike Magivor down. “Hah!” Lothor laughed. “Oh Magivor, this mighty machine must have a sense of humor, or he wouldn’t be putting up with your unnecessary complaints!”

King Mondo glanced at Lothor, and back at Magivor breaking into a maniac laughter. “You’re absolutely right, I have no time for this pathetic fool! I have a conclave to build,” the Machine King chuckled. “Let today mark the day of the emergence of the Machine Empire onto this universe!” the portly robot lifted his staff into the air, and teleported away along with the other inanimate machines Ninjor had designed.

Magivor turned to Ninjor and glared at him. “This is all your fault!” he yelled.

Ninjor stood tall. “Master Vile! I demand to know what is going on in this palace, and I demand to know it now!” he groaned. “Why are you entertaining the galaxies greats villains?”

“That is not of your concern Ninjor,” Magivor answered. “Now get back to your laboratory and see if you can find a counter-spell to transform yourself back into a human! We must capture that pathetic excuse for a machine. He knows more then he should, and if the Universal Government gets their hands on him at this point, Dark Specter’s plan is spoiled!”

“DARK SPECTER?” Ninjor growled.

Magivor‘s anger was now very apparent, he‘d had enough. “Stop asking questions, and do what I say!”

Ninjor shook his head, and raised his metal blue fists. “I’m going to the Universal Government, and turning you in!”

Magivor laughed evilly. “We’ll just see about that!” he pointed his scepter at Ninjor, and said a weird alien incantation. It caused Ninjor to shriek out in pain, as he began to feel himself shrink, and soon, he was no taller than a pencil. Magivor picked him up and threw him into a blue vase which decorated the arenas. “I warned you,” he growled.


~*~*~*~*~*~

As Zarame placed another scanner on the ground, he turned his attention to the information on his data pad. He quickly discovered a power source coming from a cave about one half a mile from his current location. He jumped in the air for his apparent success, and attempted to contact Lexion but was interrupted by hissing noises.

He looked all around him and scowled at what he saw. A group of Slythin Warriors had ambushed him, he knew them well, for they were foot soldiers created by Dark Specter himself. Their bodies were those of serpents, but had the head of a human, DNA taken from Dark Specter’s victims. Their faces were set into a chillingly bare expression, silver ragged hair poured from their skulls, and their eyes were bright yellow.

One of the Slythins laughed evilly, and spoke in a satanic voice, “Welcome Morphin Master, it is time to meet your doom!” The Slythin began to whirl around.

Zarame released a series of punches and kicks from his bare fists to the monster. The Slythin whipped around faster than any creature he’d ever encountered before, and wrapped it’s scaled tail around Zarame, drawing him closer to it’s face.

Tek stood in the shadows of bushes, watching with enjoyment as his so called friend was tortured by the pressuring grip of the Slythin.

Chapter VI coming soon!

[CubeRanger]

Chapter VI

Zarame attempted to break free of the dangerous Slythin, but it was getting the best of him. He called out for help, but realized that Lexion had probably returned to the ship. He grunted as he struggled to get is arms loose.

“You’re not going to survive you pathetic excuse for a life form,” the Slythin which had its grip around Zarame.

“I might die, but the power of light will always be on my side,” Zarame shot back. The Slythin growled with anger and put a tighter grip on Zarame. It was beginning to drain all of the energy of the Mophin Master.

Tek decided it was time to reveal himself to his captured friend. He slowly emerged from the bushes behind Zarame. “That’s what you think,” Tek growled. “Release him!”

“I could have destroyed him!” The Slythin protested. “Dark Specter will not like this!”

“I said release him!” Tek commanded again. The snake like creature hissed and dropped Zarame to the ground. The Slythin growled and rallied up his troops. “Come, we must inform Dark Specter of this interuption,” it said.

Zarame watched as the group of Slythin’s fled off into the forest. He glanced up at Tek, thankful for his rescue. “Tek, what are you doing here?” he asked cautiously.
Tek flashed a fake smile at Zarame. “I came in search of the Quasar Sabers when I first got wind of the report,” he lied. “And, it looks as if the reports were false. The Quasar Sabers do not exsist,”

Zarame glanced at him. “But Tek, you were instructed to remain on the Cimmerian Planet incase of an emergency, and besides that, my tracking device picked up a power signal from one of the caves on the planet,”

Tek eyed him suspisciously. “I’m sure that’s a false signal, believe me, I’ve searched the entire planet,”

Zarame was curious about his friend’s behavior. “Why do I get t he feeling you’re hiding something from me Tek?” Zarame asked. “Did you hear what those Slythins said? Dark Specter could very well be on this planet, and if we don’t search for him, we could loose our last chance on finding him,”

“Of course I’m not hiding something from you my old friend,” the words spewed out of Tek’s mouth as fast as he could get them out. “And, no, I didn’t hear those dangerous creatures say anything about Dark Specter,”

“Tek? Have you gone mad?” Zarame couldn’t believe the way his fellow friend was acting. “I don’t care what you say Tek, I’m going to look for this signal, and if you ‘re a true Morphin Master you’ll come with me!”

“No! Stop!” Tek growled. “I won’t let you ruin Dark Specter’s plan!” Tek couldn’t believe he allowed the words to escape from his tounge, but he’d finally revealed the truth to Zarame.

Zarame growled. “What did you say?” Zarame asked in complete shock. Could it be true? Could one of the Morphin Masters have gotten through the chain of trust without his knowledge?

“You heard me, you fool!” Tek unleashed his saber from his Black Cloak and lunged at Zarame.

Zarame sighed and pulled his saber from his red cloak. “You’re going to regret this,”


Special Note: I know this chapter was short, but I haven’t been able to post a new chapter for awhile. Expect a longer chapter to be posted tonight. Hope you enjoyed Tek’s revelation to Zarame!

[CubeRanger]

The Expanded Universe website is now up at: The Power Rangers Saga (http://www.wi-filocate.com/~nowplay/rangersaga/expandeduniverse.html)

Chapter 7 Coming Soon to RangerBoard!

[jc_lives]

Wow. Excellent writing, cuberanger. Lookin forward to more soon. I started my own fic too. Let me know you think if you could.

Ep.1
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Ep. 2
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[CubeRanger]

Chapter 7

Zarame lifted his sword into the air as sweat poured from the pores of his perdurable gray hair. Thoughts of disbelief and disgust plugged into his brain as he stood on the earthen soil in front of his comrade, and teammate who he’d promised as a Morphin Master to protect and serve for the remainder of his life. And his comrade stood in front of him with the revelation that would tear his life apart for good. He offensively attempted to convey his sword towards Tek but the haunting reminiscence of the promise he’ made to Master Solaris brought him to a halt.
Tek sensed his thoughts, and gave a unpropitious laugh mocking Zarame’s immobile state. “You pathetic fool! Even in the face of death you adhere to the code of the Morphin Masters?”
Zarame sighed and searched for the right altercation to give Tek, but couldn’t find a response that suited his feelings. He secured his weapon to the ground and clasped his hands together. “I have nothing to say to you, but I hope you can find a way to forgive yourself,” he finally said. His words where meant to give Tek some type of intercessory that would benefit him into the afterlife, and he knew nothing more to say.
“Just as I thought,” Tek conveyed. “You really are the poltroon that my true master revealed you to be,” His eyes mutated into the menacing stare of a monster, revealing that he’d been twisted by the forces of evil. Tek lifted his hands towards the sky and broke into a cultural performance making movements that Zarame had become familiar with while studying an ancient scrolls written by the forces of evil. He began maneuvering his hands making and began maneuvering them creating a scourged wave of blue light.
The wave of light shot towards Zarame’s body and sent him flying up against one of the many trees on the immense earthen forest. He cried out in pain as the blue light held him up against the trunk of the tree. This was not the Tek he’d grown up with, and shared his most private memories with. He knew he help, and he wasn’t ready to give up on him.
“Why are you doing this Tek?” he asked. “You’re going against everything Master Solaris taught you,”
Tek tightened the energy around Zarame at the mention of his former Master’s name. He knew that Zarame was trying to ploy him away from the truth, and he wasn’t going to let him. He had the advantage to strike down Zarame then and there and continue their quest to wipe out the remnants of Solaris’ idiotic Morphin Grid.
“Why are you doing this Tek?” Zarame asked, trying to keep the harshness out of his voice, needing to seem warmheartedly.
Tek knew his meaning, Zarame had forgotten Tek’s ability to read minds which would cause the eventual death of him. “It’s what I must do. My work is my duty,” Tek responded carefully.
“You’re telling me your work is to take the lives of innocent humans who have gave there lives to conducting peace throughout the galaxy? You don’t believe that Tek. I know you don’t and you do too,” Zarame responded calmly, boldly overcoming the pain Tek was inflicting upon his body.

“It’s the war, it’s all apart of the war,”
“I haven’t heard of any war,”
Tek didn’t want to take the life of Zarame, but he knew too much, and Zarame already knew what he had to do. He knew Zarame had the power to expose his master’s true plan. Tek increased the bind he had placed upon Zarame and laughed evilly as he watched his friend’s life slip slowly into his grasp.
Red energy formed around Zarame, and he knew that he’d been saved. Within a matter of seconds Zarame was gone, transported away by some unknown savior. Tek immediately brought down his hands in confusion. Zarame had broken free, and Tek knew that he had to gain him back before a revelation was made unto the Universal Council.
*~*~*~*~*~
The arena of aliens and evil doers cheered at the transformation of Ninjor, which contemplated Magivor’s true power. Magivor new this and he used it to his advantage when ever he had the chance. “I apologize that you had to witness these tragic events, but hopefully we’ll subsist to continue the original intent of this meeting,”
Murmurs echoed throughout the crowd, for they were curious as to why such a high profiled meeting had been commissioned.
“Due to the malfunctioning of our Machine Empire, the original intent of the grand monarch have been set back. In the event that we’re able to recapture them, our army will soar past that of the Morphin Masters, and our true plan will transpire.
The arena erupted with cheers and rants praising Magivor and his plans, and for a moment, Magivore felt the instant delight of being at the top of things. He snapped his fingers and two of his servants wearing broken down robes entered the arena carrying refreshments to the many guests.
*~*~*~*~*~
Zarame’s body entered into the ship that he’d traveled to Earth in, and came face to face with Lexion. He’d not concluded as to how Lexion had known to teleport him at the exact moment that his life was going to end. Just as he was about to ask, Lexion silenced him.
“I have bad news,” Lexion began. “The two younglings we’ve brought with us, something murdered them,”
Zarame paused. He wondered if the group of snake monsters had approached and gotten the best out of them. But whatever the case was, their passage couldn’t be helped now. “I’ve got urgent news,” he began, not knowing how to explain the crisis to Lexion.
Lexion knew that Zarame was serious. He somehow sensed it through his eyes, and was ready for whatever he was going to lay on him. “What’s happened?”
“You’d better sit down,” Zarame instructed while Lexion followed suit. “I senses the Quasar Sabers but had an unfortunate run in with a group of Slythins. Tek came to me, and revealed that he’s been working for Spec,” tears swelled his eyes. “I wanted to attack him Lex, I should have,”
Lexion looked at the ground in disbelief. “This can’t be true,” he said. “Tek would never betray us, it had to be a trick,”
Zarame shook his head. “No, it was Tek. I know Tek, and he was there in mind and in heart,” he put his hands and shuffled them through his hair. “What ever they’ve done to him, it’s worked. He was about to kill me, but you teleported me here, and thank god,”
Lexion stood up in defense, but came to a realization that Zarame wouldn’t lie to him.
“We have to get to the nearest Universal outpost Lex, we have to warn the Universal Government of our findings,” he stood up and proceeded over to the ship’s control panel.
Lexion walked over to him. “The M-51 Galaxy is the nearest outpost Zarame, Magivor is there. I’m sure he’ll be able to set up a frequency with the Cimmerian Planet,”
Zarame nodded. “All right,” he punched the coordinates into the destination board and returned to his seat.
“What about the Quasar Sabers?”
“We’ll worry about them later, right now, this is our main priority,”

TO BE CONTINUED