Windcatpersonthing
10-28-2004, 06:00 PM
Umm... hello? This is a fanfic, can't say much about it, I don't think so. :) Except that it's about a team of evil Rangers. Of sorts... So.. on with the show, I guess? Oh yes... and the italicized excerpt thing ain't mine. ^ _ ^
Chapter 1: Gathering of the Messengers, Part 1
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Farewell, happy fields,
Where joy for ever dwells! Hail, horrors! hail,
Infernal world! and thou, profoundest Hades ,
Receive thy new possessor…
Yumo closed the book with a sigh, standing up and looking at the room around him. Tall and thin he was, with grayish eyes taking in the simple disheveled apartment around him. He ran his hands through the short brownish hair on his head, sighing.
He was very nervous. Looking about the room, he sighed, gazing about at everything, even at the greyish pants and reddish shirt he wore-.
It should be done by now... what's taking so long? he thought to himself, marching around the apartment- and towards the window view it gave him, of a city caught in a cold fall morning.
He looked out the window, down at the city below-
And cursed it.
" I hate you all.. " he whispered, sounding very calm and very sane, yet very angry and very insane.
" No... " he suddenly whispered, leaning on the sill.. " I don't hate you all. I only hate your world- I hate a world where cold logic prevails over emotion, where order wins the day over chaos.... "
His voice increased, like silent thunder, like the sharp gales of the wind. " I hate a world where your loved ones can die.. I hate a world where I am forced to part with the ones I love... " His monologue poured from him as he continued.
" I hate a world where the light is tainted, where even the holiest are demons.. I hate a world where cold-hearted logic rules over all, cursed world.. I hate a world like this one, a world where I lose everything, and I will change it.. I will destroy it! "
Raving, insane, his voice screaming and pouring everything outwards, he seized a piece of paper from nearby.. on which all of his pans lay scrawled. He threw it open and read it, all the while screaming his monologue to the skies, which almost seemed to be kinda darkening now...
" I will destroy and I will recreate! I will revive those I love and destroy those I hate! I will set into motion events that will bring together friends and loved ones, villians even; destroy heroes, destroy defenders of our steel world... I will summon energies, I will summon powers.. I have said farewell to my happy fields long ago, and now this land shall recieve its new possessor! "
He screamed it all out, screamed out the very feelings of his soul as he fell to his knees. Simple musing became chaotic insanity in an instant, as he shed tears for the loved ones he had lost... and burned with a fire to destroy those who had taken them away.
The sky almost seemed to grow ever darker, with his anguish at the loss of his love, with his rage against the world, with a fire that begged to destroy....
And then it was all gone, Yumo's fit of insanity somehow not noticed by anyone. He sighed....
" I know I'm insane, but... that's never happened before... I've never gone that crazy, ever spoke like that before... "
He sighed, running his hands through his hair again.
Is this really what I want to do? he said, thinking to himself for a brief moment.
Almost like a reflex, memories of his past flooded his mind, and he renembered things he had done, words he had said...
And he knew.
Clutching the paper with his plans, he nodded silent assent.
The Earth will mould to all my plans, and all I want.. shall be... he whispered.
I can drop this stupid false name, assume my true form... no longer am I going to have to call myself Yumo once this is all done.
Nodding silently to himself, whispering a promise, he turned away from the window.
" Now, to see on whether or not... it's complete. " he said, renembering that which had been worrying him. Quickly, he strode over to what resembled a pile of clothes that lay in front of his television set. But it was not what it seemed...
He laid his hand on the pile and it seemingly vanished- all of a sudden, a small pillar of white rose from the pile, on which five small boxes sat. One was red, one blue, one yellow, one green, and one pink.
" Magic.. " he chuckled to himself with a smile, breaking the cloud of seriousness that had surrounded him lately. " Quite a useful thing in hiding objects and changing the appearances of places... and people.. " he said, pointing to himself.
But that didn't matter now. Quickly, he opened the red box, and removed its contents- a golden band with a crest resembling somekind of star pattern on it.. or was it a creature? Yumo couldn't tell.... it didn't matter to him, anyway, that was for sure.
As he lifted it out, he noticed it was glowing brightly- very brightly. Another smile crossed his face as he set it out down gently and removed the other four- all of which were just like the first, all of which were growing brightly.
" Yes! " he cried. " It's complete... the process is complete... "
Suddenly, each of the bands projected an image of a human being. Yumo expected this- it was what he had waited for all this while.
" I've found my messengers... " he said. " Now, to bring them to me... "
He closed his eyes and began to concentrate... he never even saw the dark-armored figure hiding in the shadows who slipped out to the window and leapt out, vanishing in shadow-like energy before he hit the ground below...
***
" Look out the window. "
" Huh? What're you talking about? "
" That's not important right now.. just look out the window. "
" Alright, if you say so.. "
" See anything? "
" What do you mean? Of course I see something- the sun rising, the buildings, the- "
" That's what I wanted you to see. "
" Huh? "
" I just wanted you to see that.. I just wanted you to look upon the human race. "
" And why, exactly? "
" Because we're all doomed, ya know- and I just wanted you to see the sun rise on a cursed world. "
David rolled his black eyes, staring at the guy sitting next to him on the bus as it moved through the city. David was of average height and build, wearing a red jacket over a shirt, blue jeans over his legs. His hair was brownish and uncut.
Figures... I always get stuck with crazy people... David thought.
Everywhere I go, they're just following me...
He chuckled to himself, staring at the crazy guy before him- a guy wearing a green sweatshirt and greyish sweatpants, probably a bit younger than him. He had spiked black hair and black eyes that seemed.. very active. Right now, he was smiling at David as silence passed between them.
" Let me guess.. " the spiky-haired guy said, staring at David. " You probably think I'm a nutjob now, right? Whacked-out, a complete loon, just plain crazy, right? " He sounded nothing like the serious voice he'd adapted earlier.
" Well... yeah. " said David, chuckling.
" You might find this hard to believe, but I'm not. Name's Joel. What's yours? " he asked.
" David. "
" Ah, David.. nice to meet you, David. I apologize for that last bit, anyway- I was bored. "
" Bored? " asked David. " What's that got to do with it? "
" Well, you see, I'm kind of a dramatic person- I've done a lot of acting things, you know. Anyway, I was just bored, so- I thought I'd act a little crazy, talk to you a bit, you know, get myself.. not bored. "
" Ah... " said David, with a sigh.
I'm not so sure you're really sane... David jokingly thought to himself.
But atleast you're someone to talk to.. Everyone else on the bus was too busy doing whatever and he'd been too busy thinking to talk to anyone..
" So, David.. " asked Joel. " What're you doing on this bus, anyway? "
" Huh? "
" Where the heck are you going? "
" Oh, that. " David chuckled. " Yeah, well... graduated high school like last year, and I'm not really into the whole college thing, so.. came here because it was close, and I'm off right now to go looking for jobs... "
" Lucky you. " Joel said. " I'm looking for colleges... just one more year, and I'm off to whatever learning place would be crazy enough to accept me. "
David resisted the urge to correct Joel- he wasn't lucky, not really. And he certainly didn't mean in terms of not getting a better education.
I don't think I'd have been in such a hurry if I knew life would become so... boring. he thought, chuckling to himself....
Only to have his deep thoughts interrupted by a voice from the seat opposite them.
" I don't know.. I doubt there's any college crazy enough to accept you. "
Joel turned to the voice. Its owner was a girl with hair that was coloured blackish-brown; she wore a denim jacket and jeans with a white shirt underneath, though the shirt appeared splattered with pink paint.
" Which one of us are you talking about? " Joel asked. " Me or Dave- mind if I call you Dave, David? " throwing David into the conversation.
" Go ahead. "
" Thanks. Now, which one of us are you talking about? "
" You.. you sound really crazy, you know? " she said.
" You're one to talk. "
" Oh? "
" Yes.. you have pink paint splattered all over your shirt, and you're sitting next to and in front people who happen to be sleeping. That's just whacko to me. " Joel said, snickering.
The girl chuckled too, amused at what appeared to be random insanity.
" Yeah, well, I am a bit of a whacko. Name's Sara... I gather your friend over there's David, so who are you? "
" Joel's the name, and yes, this is David. "
" Hello. " said David.
" Hello. " she responded... and, with that, the conversation died.
" Yes... well then, Sara, what's with your friends? " Joel said, trying to revive it. He pointed to the sleeping girl next to her, whose only visible feature was a green cap, and to the guy behind her, who wore a blue shirt.
" I don't know.. probably the same thing that has you wearing sweatshirts in public. " she said, chuckling to herself.
" Hey, now.. " Joel said, seeming offended. " These things are very comfortable.. "
" Yeah, and pretty stupid looking. "
" They aren't.. not as stupid looking as your paint-splattered shirt. " Joel responded, swinging into an unofficial contest of friendly insults.
" Well, not as crazy as you, Mr. ' Human Race Is Doomed! ' ", Sara said, smiling. She was enjoying this.
" Hey, I'm not crazy. " Joel smirked. " Isn't that right, David? " he said, turning to his silent companion.
" Well.. uh.. " said David, feigning nervousness.
" Come on now.. " Sara joked. " Tell him the truth.. "
" I think you're just as crazy as I am. " David finished.
" It's impossible for another person to mimic that kind of craziness, Dave. " Sara said. " Er.. mind if I call you Dave? "
" Sure, why not? " he smirked. " You're just as crazy as he is. "
" That could be considered an insult, you know.. " Sara said.
" Yeah, well.. "
Almost instantly, the bus slid to a stop- and everybody seemed to be getting off, with new people getting on... well, almost everybody.
" Hey, the bus stopped.. " said David. " Any of you guys getting off here? "
Sara and Joel would've answered David, but they suddenly vanished in flashes of shadow. No one noticed in all the confusion of getting on and off- a moment later, the two sleeping people were gone as well.
" What the.. " David said, rubbing his eyes-
And he vanished too.
***
" Ow! "
David groaned, finding himself slamming into a grey carpeted floor.
One minute, I'm on a bus.. then, I just plain vanish and end up.. here.
David rose to his feet and looked around what appeared to be a messy apartment.
Where here is, at any rate.
" So, you're here too? "
Joel's voice sounded behind him, and he turned- Joel and Sara stood behind him. With them was the green capped girl, who wore jeans and a tan shirt. She had brown eyes and black hair, and stared at him. Next to her was the blue-shirted man, who resembled a slightly taller male version of the girl.
" Yeah, I guess. " said David.
" I'm guessing you don't know where here is, either? " said the blue-shirt guy, stepping forward.
" Nope... "
" Ah, great. Well, my name's Jacob, but call me Jake.. what's yours? "
" David. " David said, feeling something in him at meeting him- shock? surprise?
Why do I feel like I know him from somewhere? David thought, but dismissed it quickly.
Jacob pointed at the group.
" Over there's- "
David cut him off. " I've met Joel and Sara, but who's..? "
" Oh, she's my sister- she'd much rather anyone call her Mick, but she does have a name. " said Jacob, almost chuckling.
" And I really hope you won't tell them what it is.. " she said, walking over to Jacob.
" Oh relax... I won't. "
" Sure.. "
David left the two and walked over to Joel and Sara, who were talking.
Wow... they never met before, and already they're talking away.. said David, keeping his mind deliberately off this whole crazy thing.
" So.. anyone have an idea what's going on here? " asked David.
Joel turned to him. " Oh, hey Dave... no, actually, we don't. We all just got teleported here.. apart from the threat of messy apartment filth, I don't think we're in any real danger.. " he said, changing the subject.
But then someone interrupted them.
" Of course you're not.. " a voice sounded. " I'm certainly not going to go to all the trouble of summoning messengers just to hurt them, now am I? "
" Wha... ? " all five of them mumbled in confusion..
Yumo suddenly appeared in the center of the room- he appeared to be sitting down on a couch.
" Ah, hello.. " he said, waving at all of them. " I see you.. got my message. Nice to see you showed up... "
" Uh.. who are you? " asked Jacob, stepping forward.
" Ah, my Blue Ranger... it's nice to see you're as sharp and inquisitive as I expected you to be... but then, I already knew that.. "
" Well, then... who are you, what do you want with us, and why did you just call me Blue Ranger? "
" Well... my name is Yumo, and what I want with you is simple- the reason I teleported you all here is because you are destined to become the Starcrest Rangers. "
" Starcrest... what? " they all said.
" The Starcrest Power Rangers. Rangers whose powers once served good, but were twisted to serve the darkness. "
" Did you say.. Power Rangers? " broke in David. " As in... urban legends? "
" Oh, trust me, they exist.... You want proof? "
" Alright.. " David said skeptically.
" Here you go.. " Yumo flicked something at him from out of nowhere; it landed in his hand, and he saw it was a strange gold band that glowed a bright red...
" Put it on. " said Yumo simply.
Everyone stared at him, wondering what was about to happen with this strange thing...
Put it on... a voice whispered in David's head. It was a strange voice, none he'd ever heard- and none he'd ever want to hear, again...not unpleasant, but... it was reflexive.
Please do..... it'll help you.. it'll bring you to..
To silence the voice, David put it on, and the glowing subsided to nothing...
Hmm.. fits alright... nodded David. Yumo wordlessly flicked the bands to the other four; following David's cue for some reason, they put it on.
Jacob felt what none else felt- power flooding through him.
My god... it's.. it's what I've wanted.. it feels like it..
Yumo interrupted his and everyone else's thoughts.
" I assume you've banded yourselves, yes? Very well then- you have now become the Starcrest Rangers, though you've yet to use your powers... "
Finally.. I've got the messengers of my plan.. or, as history calls the Starcrest Rangers, the Bearers of Evil... Yumo thought to himself.
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Uh.. thus ends the first part. Sorry about no fighting, but it was running up to 9 pages... :) Real sorry. Look for real-soon updateness. :)
Chapter 1: Gathering of the Messengers, Part 1
---
Farewell, happy fields,
Where joy for ever dwells! Hail, horrors! hail,
Infernal world! and thou, profoundest Hades ,
Receive thy new possessor…
Yumo closed the book with a sigh, standing up and looking at the room around him. Tall and thin he was, with grayish eyes taking in the simple disheveled apartment around him. He ran his hands through the short brownish hair on his head, sighing.
He was very nervous. Looking about the room, he sighed, gazing about at everything, even at the greyish pants and reddish shirt he wore-.
It should be done by now... what's taking so long? he thought to himself, marching around the apartment- and towards the window view it gave him, of a city caught in a cold fall morning.
He looked out the window, down at the city below-
And cursed it.
" I hate you all.. " he whispered, sounding very calm and very sane, yet very angry and very insane.
" No... " he suddenly whispered, leaning on the sill.. " I don't hate you all. I only hate your world- I hate a world where cold logic prevails over emotion, where order wins the day over chaos.... "
His voice increased, like silent thunder, like the sharp gales of the wind. " I hate a world where your loved ones can die.. I hate a world where I am forced to part with the ones I love... " His monologue poured from him as he continued.
" I hate a world where the light is tainted, where even the holiest are demons.. I hate a world where cold-hearted logic rules over all, cursed world.. I hate a world like this one, a world where I lose everything, and I will change it.. I will destroy it! "
Raving, insane, his voice screaming and pouring everything outwards, he seized a piece of paper from nearby.. on which all of his pans lay scrawled. He threw it open and read it, all the while screaming his monologue to the skies, which almost seemed to be kinda darkening now...
" I will destroy and I will recreate! I will revive those I love and destroy those I hate! I will set into motion events that will bring together friends and loved ones, villians even; destroy heroes, destroy defenders of our steel world... I will summon energies, I will summon powers.. I have said farewell to my happy fields long ago, and now this land shall recieve its new possessor! "
He screamed it all out, screamed out the very feelings of his soul as he fell to his knees. Simple musing became chaotic insanity in an instant, as he shed tears for the loved ones he had lost... and burned with a fire to destroy those who had taken them away.
The sky almost seemed to grow ever darker, with his anguish at the loss of his love, with his rage against the world, with a fire that begged to destroy....
And then it was all gone, Yumo's fit of insanity somehow not noticed by anyone. He sighed....
" I know I'm insane, but... that's never happened before... I've never gone that crazy, ever spoke like that before... "
He sighed, running his hands through his hair again.
Is this really what I want to do? he said, thinking to himself for a brief moment.
Almost like a reflex, memories of his past flooded his mind, and he renembered things he had done, words he had said...
And he knew.
Clutching the paper with his plans, he nodded silent assent.
The Earth will mould to all my plans, and all I want.. shall be... he whispered.
I can drop this stupid false name, assume my true form... no longer am I going to have to call myself Yumo once this is all done.
Nodding silently to himself, whispering a promise, he turned away from the window.
" Now, to see on whether or not... it's complete. " he said, renembering that which had been worrying him. Quickly, he strode over to what resembled a pile of clothes that lay in front of his television set. But it was not what it seemed...
He laid his hand on the pile and it seemingly vanished- all of a sudden, a small pillar of white rose from the pile, on which five small boxes sat. One was red, one blue, one yellow, one green, and one pink.
" Magic.. " he chuckled to himself with a smile, breaking the cloud of seriousness that had surrounded him lately. " Quite a useful thing in hiding objects and changing the appearances of places... and people.. " he said, pointing to himself.
But that didn't matter now. Quickly, he opened the red box, and removed its contents- a golden band with a crest resembling somekind of star pattern on it.. or was it a creature? Yumo couldn't tell.... it didn't matter to him, anyway, that was for sure.
As he lifted it out, he noticed it was glowing brightly- very brightly. Another smile crossed his face as he set it out down gently and removed the other four- all of which were just like the first, all of which were growing brightly.
" Yes! " he cried. " It's complete... the process is complete... "
Suddenly, each of the bands projected an image of a human being. Yumo expected this- it was what he had waited for all this while.
" I've found my messengers... " he said. " Now, to bring them to me... "
He closed his eyes and began to concentrate... he never even saw the dark-armored figure hiding in the shadows who slipped out to the window and leapt out, vanishing in shadow-like energy before he hit the ground below...
***
" Look out the window. "
" Huh? What're you talking about? "
" That's not important right now.. just look out the window. "
" Alright, if you say so.. "
" See anything? "
" What do you mean? Of course I see something- the sun rising, the buildings, the- "
" That's what I wanted you to see. "
" Huh? "
" I just wanted you to see that.. I just wanted you to look upon the human race. "
" And why, exactly? "
" Because we're all doomed, ya know- and I just wanted you to see the sun rise on a cursed world. "
David rolled his black eyes, staring at the guy sitting next to him on the bus as it moved through the city. David was of average height and build, wearing a red jacket over a shirt, blue jeans over his legs. His hair was brownish and uncut.
Figures... I always get stuck with crazy people... David thought.
Everywhere I go, they're just following me...
He chuckled to himself, staring at the crazy guy before him- a guy wearing a green sweatshirt and greyish sweatpants, probably a bit younger than him. He had spiked black hair and black eyes that seemed.. very active. Right now, he was smiling at David as silence passed between them.
" Let me guess.. " the spiky-haired guy said, staring at David. " You probably think I'm a nutjob now, right? Whacked-out, a complete loon, just plain crazy, right? " He sounded nothing like the serious voice he'd adapted earlier.
" Well... yeah. " said David, chuckling.
" You might find this hard to believe, but I'm not. Name's Joel. What's yours? " he asked.
" David. "
" Ah, David.. nice to meet you, David. I apologize for that last bit, anyway- I was bored. "
" Bored? " asked David. " What's that got to do with it? "
" Well, you see, I'm kind of a dramatic person- I've done a lot of acting things, you know. Anyway, I was just bored, so- I thought I'd act a little crazy, talk to you a bit, you know, get myself.. not bored. "
" Ah... " said David, with a sigh.
I'm not so sure you're really sane... David jokingly thought to himself.
But atleast you're someone to talk to.. Everyone else on the bus was too busy doing whatever and he'd been too busy thinking to talk to anyone..
" So, David.. " asked Joel. " What're you doing on this bus, anyway? "
" Huh? "
" Where the heck are you going? "
" Oh, that. " David chuckled. " Yeah, well... graduated high school like last year, and I'm not really into the whole college thing, so.. came here because it was close, and I'm off right now to go looking for jobs... "
" Lucky you. " Joel said. " I'm looking for colleges... just one more year, and I'm off to whatever learning place would be crazy enough to accept me. "
David resisted the urge to correct Joel- he wasn't lucky, not really. And he certainly didn't mean in terms of not getting a better education.
I don't think I'd have been in such a hurry if I knew life would become so... boring. he thought, chuckling to himself....
Only to have his deep thoughts interrupted by a voice from the seat opposite them.
" I don't know.. I doubt there's any college crazy enough to accept you. "
Joel turned to the voice. Its owner was a girl with hair that was coloured blackish-brown; she wore a denim jacket and jeans with a white shirt underneath, though the shirt appeared splattered with pink paint.
" Which one of us are you talking about? " Joel asked. " Me or Dave- mind if I call you Dave, David? " throwing David into the conversation.
" Go ahead. "
" Thanks. Now, which one of us are you talking about? "
" You.. you sound really crazy, you know? " she said.
" You're one to talk. "
" Oh? "
" Yes.. you have pink paint splattered all over your shirt, and you're sitting next to and in front people who happen to be sleeping. That's just whacko to me. " Joel said, snickering.
The girl chuckled too, amused at what appeared to be random insanity.
" Yeah, well, I am a bit of a whacko. Name's Sara... I gather your friend over there's David, so who are you? "
" Joel's the name, and yes, this is David. "
" Hello. " said David.
" Hello. " she responded... and, with that, the conversation died.
" Yes... well then, Sara, what's with your friends? " Joel said, trying to revive it. He pointed to the sleeping girl next to her, whose only visible feature was a green cap, and to the guy behind her, who wore a blue shirt.
" I don't know.. probably the same thing that has you wearing sweatshirts in public. " she said, chuckling to herself.
" Hey, now.. " Joel said, seeming offended. " These things are very comfortable.. "
" Yeah, and pretty stupid looking. "
" They aren't.. not as stupid looking as your paint-splattered shirt. " Joel responded, swinging into an unofficial contest of friendly insults.
" Well, not as crazy as you, Mr. ' Human Race Is Doomed! ' ", Sara said, smiling. She was enjoying this.
" Hey, I'm not crazy. " Joel smirked. " Isn't that right, David? " he said, turning to his silent companion.
" Well.. uh.. " said David, feigning nervousness.
" Come on now.. " Sara joked. " Tell him the truth.. "
" I think you're just as crazy as I am. " David finished.
" It's impossible for another person to mimic that kind of craziness, Dave. " Sara said. " Er.. mind if I call you Dave? "
" Sure, why not? " he smirked. " You're just as crazy as he is. "
" That could be considered an insult, you know.. " Sara said.
" Yeah, well.. "
Almost instantly, the bus slid to a stop- and everybody seemed to be getting off, with new people getting on... well, almost everybody.
" Hey, the bus stopped.. " said David. " Any of you guys getting off here? "
Sara and Joel would've answered David, but they suddenly vanished in flashes of shadow. No one noticed in all the confusion of getting on and off- a moment later, the two sleeping people were gone as well.
" What the.. " David said, rubbing his eyes-
And he vanished too.
***
" Ow! "
David groaned, finding himself slamming into a grey carpeted floor.
One minute, I'm on a bus.. then, I just plain vanish and end up.. here.
David rose to his feet and looked around what appeared to be a messy apartment.
Where here is, at any rate.
" So, you're here too? "
Joel's voice sounded behind him, and he turned- Joel and Sara stood behind him. With them was the green capped girl, who wore jeans and a tan shirt. She had brown eyes and black hair, and stared at him. Next to her was the blue-shirted man, who resembled a slightly taller male version of the girl.
" Yeah, I guess. " said David.
" I'm guessing you don't know where here is, either? " said the blue-shirt guy, stepping forward.
" Nope... "
" Ah, great. Well, my name's Jacob, but call me Jake.. what's yours? "
" David. " David said, feeling something in him at meeting him- shock? surprise?
Why do I feel like I know him from somewhere? David thought, but dismissed it quickly.
Jacob pointed at the group.
" Over there's- "
David cut him off. " I've met Joel and Sara, but who's..? "
" Oh, she's my sister- she'd much rather anyone call her Mick, but she does have a name. " said Jacob, almost chuckling.
" And I really hope you won't tell them what it is.. " she said, walking over to Jacob.
" Oh relax... I won't. "
" Sure.. "
David left the two and walked over to Joel and Sara, who were talking.
Wow... they never met before, and already they're talking away.. said David, keeping his mind deliberately off this whole crazy thing.
" So.. anyone have an idea what's going on here? " asked David.
Joel turned to him. " Oh, hey Dave... no, actually, we don't. We all just got teleported here.. apart from the threat of messy apartment filth, I don't think we're in any real danger.. " he said, changing the subject.
But then someone interrupted them.
" Of course you're not.. " a voice sounded. " I'm certainly not going to go to all the trouble of summoning messengers just to hurt them, now am I? "
" Wha... ? " all five of them mumbled in confusion..
Yumo suddenly appeared in the center of the room- he appeared to be sitting down on a couch.
" Ah, hello.. " he said, waving at all of them. " I see you.. got my message. Nice to see you showed up... "
" Uh.. who are you? " asked Jacob, stepping forward.
" Ah, my Blue Ranger... it's nice to see you're as sharp and inquisitive as I expected you to be... but then, I already knew that.. "
" Well, then... who are you, what do you want with us, and why did you just call me Blue Ranger? "
" Well... my name is Yumo, and what I want with you is simple- the reason I teleported you all here is because you are destined to become the Starcrest Rangers. "
" Starcrest... what? " they all said.
" The Starcrest Power Rangers. Rangers whose powers once served good, but were twisted to serve the darkness. "
" Did you say.. Power Rangers? " broke in David. " As in... urban legends? "
" Oh, trust me, they exist.... You want proof? "
" Alright.. " David said skeptically.
" Here you go.. " Yumo flicked something at him from out of nowhere; it landed in his hand, and he saw it was a strange gold band that glowed a bright red...
" Put it on. " said Yumo simply.
Everyone stared at him, wondering what was about to happen with this strange thing...
Put it on... a voice whispered in David's head. It was a strange voice, none he'd ever heard- and none he'd ever want to hear, again...not unpleasant, but... it was reflexive.
Please do..... it'll help you.. it'll bring you to..
To silence the voice, David put it on, and the glowing subsided to nothing...
Hmm.. fits alright... nodded David. Yumo wordlessly flicked the bands to the other four; following David's cue for some reason, they put it on.
Jacob felt what none else felt- power flooding through him.
My god... it's.. it's what I've wanted.. it feels like it..
Yumo interrupted his and everyone else's thoughts.
" I assume you've banded yourselves, yes? Very well then- you have now become the Starcrest Rangers, though you've yet to use your powers... "
Finally.. I've got the messengers of my plan.. or, as history calls the Starcrest Rangers, the Bearers of Evil... Yumo thought to himself.
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Uh.. thus ends the first part. Sorry about no fighting, but it was running up to 9 pages... :) Real sorry. Look for real-soon updateness. :)