FreedomXRider
03-29-2005, 04:49 PM
A/N: I wanted to try a Psycho Ranger Vs. S.P.D Ranger fic. I know it will either do well or just plain suck. But I'm going to take a stab at it.
Year Of The Psycho
Chapter 1
War of The Rangers Part 1
Elizabeth “Z” Delgado, the fourth member of the S.P.D Ranger squad, rolled under her half-buried sheets while she slept. The Academy was pretty much silent for the most part as everyone rested up for the next day. The sound of variety of students that have taken the night shift passed Z and Syd’s room performing last minute chores and other assorted things before the sun rose from behind the hills. A large crash, the kind that sends shrills down your bone, stirred Z from her deep sleep. Lifting her head up slowly, her squinted eyes adjusted in the dark and a soft moan came from her mouth. She craned her head to see Syd buried under sheets and resting peacefully.
“Syd.” Z called out softly. No response came from Syd, Delgado rolled her eyes and pushed herself up and off the bed. Placing her feet on the ground, she stood all the way up and slowly, very slowly, stumbled over to Syd’s bed. “Syd!” Her voice deepened but still just above a whisper. She leaned over and shook her a bit, “What is going on out there?”
Syd, her long blonde hair tangling and binding against each other all up and down her face, rolled onto her stomach and lifted her head, “What do you want?” She kept her aggravation at a reasonable level.
Z pointed to the door in desperation to quickly explain why she interrupted the princess. Syd sat up and listened as the unusual sound of havoc echoed a few more times right outside their door before turning back to silence. Sighing deeply, Syd threw her sheets off and placed her feet on the ground. Slipping her feet into the soft furry slippers, she walked over to the door and hit a button on the side panel. With a whirling sound, the cold-metal solid door slide open and the two ladies stepped outside. They glanced at each end of the halls and watched a cart full of recycle junk turn and make its way around the corner.
“Is something wrong?” The strong and serious yet familiar tone rang behind them. They spun around and noticed Sky giving them the ususal strange look. He was in his full fledge S.P.D Outfit, his hands wrapped behind his back as he stood there like a stiff wall.
“Nothing.” Syd sighed deeply, giving an annoyed look over at her roommate, “We heard a loud crash and thought something was happening. Then I realized it was Recycling Bin. Z here got all worked up.”
Z rolled her eyes, resisting the urge to snap back in defense. She just shrugged, “It just seamed a lot louder then ususal. So I was curious.” She paused for a second, lifting her index finger and giving a strange look, “Wait a minute.. Isn’t Recycling Night on Thursdays? It’s a Tuesday.”
Sky, grinning mischiefly for a few seconds, simply nodded, “You’re correct. Cruger himself appointed me to handle and transfer some old junk to Kat’s lab.”
“Cool!” Syd exclaimed sarcastically, “Now maybe I can get some damn sleep!” Sky stepped forward and patted her on the head. Taking a step back, he returned his hands behind him. Syd scoffed, turning her heals, she faced her room, “I’m going back to bed. I will not be treated like a little kid!” Her voice trailed off at the end as she left with haste.
Sky turned away, his hands held together tightly by his fingers, “You should go too. Sorry if I woke you.” His voice was extremely casual.
“Wait.” Her feet snapped forward, Z darted to catch up with Sky, “Can I come and check out what you are doing? Seeing how I’m awake and all.”
Blinking for a few seconds, Sky looked over at her and shrugged lightly, “If you get dressed.” He muffled and turned to catch up with the Bin.
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Schuyler Tate, watching the young cadets empty out the bin of robotic parts onto Kat’s table, slowly made his way over to a clipboard and flipped through a few pieces of paper. The door automatically opened and Z walked in dressed in her Yellow S.P.D Uniform. She shifted her eyes left and right before proceeding forward over to the parts. Extending her hands, she wiggled her fingers around the pile, pulling out a beat up looking robot head. The yellow coloring was faded, but the details were still in tack. The grim, evil looking eyes starred back her, “What are these? They look really old.”
Sky glanced up once and returned to the clipboard, “Some robots from the planet Mirinoi.” He muttered under his breath, “Kat had requested the parts to be shipped here after hearing a group of people stumbling upon them in an abandoned industrial lot.”
“Oh.” Z knew that Sky was just as clueless as he was. She dumped the head back in the pile, “It’s just junk. I don’t think they even work.”
“I didn’t think they would still work.” Ms Manx voice echoed. They turned to see her step into the room. She was wearing her white lab coat, making her way over to the junk, “I’m interested in these because I would like to find out what kind of energy was used to power these things up.”
Sky, extending his hand to give the clipboard to Kat, looked over at Z and back at her, “I checked off everything that had arrived.”
“That will do.” Kat smiled brightly at him, “You may go now.” Sky nodded in response and made his way out of the room. Kat hugged the clipboard against her chest and turned her attention back at Z, “And you should go too. It’s 1 in the morning.”
“All right.” Z started towards the door. Kat looked away and read down the list. Z stopped at the door and glanced at the Yellow Masked head, the black eyes pierced back at her. She left back towards her room.
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The sun pierced through the window as the sound of shuffling woke Z up. She rolled over on her bed and looked over at the clock. Noticing that she had slept 3 hours more then she had tended too; she shot from her bed and onto her feet. Hair covering parts of her eyes, she quickly shot a look over to Syd who was frantically searching for something, “Why didn’t you wake me up!” Z groaned.
Syd shrugged. Ignoring Z’s quick whining, she scattered pillows onto the ground, “Have you seen my pink nail polish?” Her eyes shifted over to Z. Sky’s voice echoed in rage and shocked from down the hallway, catching the two girls attention. Syd sighed in relief a few seconds after the yelling faded away, “Now I remember where I left it.”
“What did you do?” Z’s brows raised in curiosity. A part of her wanted to know. The other part thought it was best just to leave the subject alone.
“Sky needed a quick make over.” Syd flashed a smiled and shuffled out of the room. Z just shook her head before redressing herself for the day.
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Jack, running his hands through his dread lock hair, turned his attention to Sky’s room. Slowly making his way over; he knocked gently against the door. A few seconds passed and he hit the button. The second in command, Sky, was furiously rubbing his hot pink fingernails under some warm water. He stepped out of the bathroom and noticed Jack standing there, “What?” He gave him a look.
“Are you...” Jack’s eyes zoomed in on the nails, “Are you wearing nail polish?” Laughter began to tickle his throat.
Syd stepped right next to Jack and smiled brightly at him, “Morning Jack!” She turned to Sky, “Morning Sky! Did you enjoy the surprise?”
“This isn’t funny.” He raised his hand, backhand facing the two, waving his fingers a bit, “I can’t get this stuff off.”
Jack began to snicker. His laughter was beginning to get harder and harder to contain, “I’m sorry Sky. I can no longer take you serious when you’re wearing hot pink nail polish.”
Sky shot him a look. Doggie Cruger appeared at the door way, “Is something the matter?”
The Blue Ranger quickly folded his hands behind him and stiffened his back, “Not at all sir. The emergency has been taken care of. ..Sir.”
“Good. I expect to see all of you in the briefing room in one hour.” He turned and walked off. Sky exhaled quickly, his shoulders slumping a bit. Irritation took over as he barked at Syd to get the nail polish remover.
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Z had decided to make her way back to Kat’s lab. She went around the corner and entered the room. Kat was no where in sight but Boom and Bridge had been working hard in piecing together some of the robots. Her head tilted a bit, focusing on the almost finished model of one of the robots, amazed at how it looked, “Hey guys..” Her voice was just enough to catch their attention.
Bridge, suited up in his green S.P.D outfit and his signature black gloves, stood up and waved, “Hey Z.” He exclaimed cheerfully, reaching over to some toast that was placed on the counter beside him, “Want some Toast? It’s But-”
“Ah!” Z interrupted him, “I said enough with the butter.” She pointed her finger right at his chest.
He just gave her a disappointing look, stuffing the toast in his mouth, “It’s buttery.” His voice muffled under all the food.
“Have you checked this out yet?” Boom changed the subject, pointing at the well put together robot in front of him. It was similar to the yellow one except for one difference. It was black, “I believe they call these the Psycho Rangers.” His voice deepened on the last two words.
“Psycho Rangers?” Z arched her brows. The name was faintly familiar, “Sounds dangerous.”
“Not anymore. These things are so old. I highly doubt there’s enough juice to power these suckers up.” He smiled at her.
“So why are you putting them together?”
“Kat asked us to piece them together so she can study the structure and everything. It’s kind of hard. We worked on this one all morning.” Boom tapped the shoulder of the robot and shrugged.
“Did you notice that all these robots match ranger colors except mine? They have no green! Were going to go paint this.” Bridge ran his fingers all around the rims to decide what kind of shade of green he wanted.
Boom shook his head, his eyes rolled in a bit of annoyance, “Kat asked us to put them together. Were not going to paint them.”
Bridge just looked over Z, “Were going to paint them.” He reassured her with determination.
“No.” Boom howled, “Were under orders to put them together.”
“I’m going to need more food.” He turned his head, completely ignoring Boom, “Anyone in the mood for waffles?”
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Emperor Gruumm, the foul villain that resides in outer space, stood up from his throne. He clenched his staff tightly as he walked a few steps. Broodwing appeared from the shadows, “The Rangers have foiled every plan you have thrown at them, Broodwing. I’m beginning to have doubts on the quality of work you do.”
“We are just having a few minor setbacks.” Broodwing reassured him.
“I do not pay you for setbacks. I pay you to help me take over this world and to destroy Doggie Cruger.” He growled evilly. Holding tightly to his staff, he turned at his heal to see Mora skipping in.
“I’m bored!” Her shrieking voice rang in his ears. Cindy Sunshine was dangling from her hand as she pouted to the Emperor of evil, “I want a new toy! Give me a new toy!”
“Be quiet.” Gruumm snapped at her, “I don’t care what you want!”
“Well I do!” She stuck her tongue out at him, “This place is so boring. You’re a boring person. You do boring things.”
Gruumm turned away and faced Broodwing, curious of what his next steps in destroying the Power Rangers, “What are you still doing here? Take care of those damn rangers!” He roared, “Leave my sight!”
“Gruumm! Entertain me!” Mora’s voice echoed in the background.
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Broodwing hung from one of the buildings a few hours later. He watched patiently as Bridge was driving the Patrol Jeep down the street. The once Black Psycho Ranger, now coated in a fresh green trim, was tucked away in the back. Broodwing, his eyes targeting the robotic figure, grew curious of what the ranger was doing, “Let us see what we have here.” He smirked a bit. He reached into his arsenal and pulled out one of Blueheads. Throwing it, the ball spiraled and landed right in front of the Jeep.
Bridge, gasping in surprise, hit the break and watched as the ball transform into the well-known robotic figure. The Bluehead laughed as his weapon appeared, lifting his arm up and aiming it right at Bridge. A fire was shot, the Green S.P.D Soldier rolled right out of the way as an explosion ignited right around him, “Why must you make everything difficult.” He muttered as he stood up.
“My orders are to bring that item you are transporting in. And I don’t plan on leaving in till I do.”
“Neither am I am I!” Bridge tried to sound tough, “Mainly because..I can’t leave..or I’ll.. Get destroyed. And that will suck!” He pulled out his Morpher and began to motion his hand, “S.P.D Emerg-”
Bluehead, lifting his arms to aim, wasted no time and fired before Bridge could complete his sequence. The blast hit inches away from Bridge, but caused enough force to knock him off his feet. The morpher went flying against the ground and right under the jeep. He turned on his stomach and tried to quickly crawl towards it. Bluehead pulled out a small ball and threw it, causing it to break and release the annoying Krybots. Bridge jumped to his feet, backing away as they blocked his path. He got into a fighting position, “Brilliant..” He muttered. He charged forward and dived right into the group of Krybots and pushed his way through. Flipping backwards, he lunged forward with a kick, spinning himself in the air and landing on his other foot. He knocked back a Krybot and ducked to dodge a few more. The sound of the Krybots clattering echoed in utter annoyance as he continued to battle. Distracted by the minions, Bluehead took the chance to make his way over to the jeep and uncover the hidden objective.
“Hey!” Bridge finally took notice, blocking a Krybot attack, “Off limits!” He side flipped towards the Jeep and knocked the Bluehead back. Raising his fist, he got into his signature stance, “No Robot for you!”
“If you want to do it the hard way. I will be more then happy too.” He fired a blast straight towards him. Bridge hit the ground as the blast soared just above the jeep and towards some stacked crates. Bridge flipped onto his stomach and crawled under to grab his morpher. He felt tough metal hands grabbing his legs, pulling him out quickly. Bridge kicked the Krybot off of him and got back to his feet.
“S.P.D Emergency!” He shouted quickly, “S.P.D 3! Green!” He posed. Dressed in his suite, he continued to battle the Krybots. With more power and speed, he knocked each one down swiftly. The Bluehead went towards the jeep once more and grabbed the Psycho Robot. He turned and fire a few blasts to hold Bridge back before vanishing. The smoke rose blurring his vision a bit. As it began to fade away, he was left standing all by himself. Punching his palm, he groaned, “I lost them..”
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“You-You lost it!?” Boom flailed his arms from the shocking news, “Kat is expecting to have them all done!”
Bridge, leaning back on the counter of Kat’s room a few feet away from Jack and Z who were remaining silent, sighed deeply and glanced over at the other robots that have been pieced back together to the best of their ability. Some of the parts where missing and a mask or two were cracked from one end to the other. But they were all lined up. Blue. Red. Pink and Yellow.
Z shifted her eyes between the two, “What would Gruumm want with an old robot?” She spoke up.
Bridge scratched his head, his soft hair ran in between each of his fingers, looked over to Z as she asked the question, “Maybe he’s into antiques?”
The door slide open and Ms Manx had entered. Boom was about to open his mouth when he had noticed Sky entering a few seconds after. “Don’t bother, Boom. I already informed her.” He moved his hands to the back of him and proceeded forward towards the robots.
“Kat. I’m sorry.” Boom watched as she passed him, “I didn’t know.”
“Under direct orders of Anubis Cruger. These machines are not to be touched or moved.” Kat geared her commented at Bridge
“Not even for a paint job.” Sky added rudely.
“Oh come on.” Z protested, “It was a mistake.”
“A mistake that might cost us in the future.” Sky crossed his arms.
“We’ll get the robot back.” Jack, stepping in the middle of the room, glanced straight towards Sky, “Let’s not point fingers.”
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Mora was humming a little tune. Exploring the ship, she noticed Broodwing having a conversation with Emperor Gruumm. Remaining silent, she entered and listened to the conversation. Broodwing pointed to the robot that was laying against the wall, “Here is our plan in defeating the Power Rangers.”
Gruumm looked over at it and scowled, “You are going to destroy them with a piece of junk?”
“This is not just any piece of junk. These are the remains of the Psycho Rangers. Designed and Built for the sole purpose of destroying all that is Good. Better then anything you have in your army.”
“I will be the judge of that.” He shot back. He moved past Broodwing and towards the robot, “Let’s bring this thing to life.” He aimed his staff straight towards it and fired a shot of energy. A large wave of energy began to run all up and down the Psycho Ranger’s body. Seconds after the blast, it began to twitch slowly. Gruumm fired a second shot and the Psycho Ranger sprang to life. It’s head began to move and the robot slowly began to rise to it’s feet.
“Where am I?” He began to scowl evilly. He glanced around the room and turned to Emperor Gruumm before looking at his new coated paint, “I’m Green? What have you done to me?”
“I brought you back to life.” Gruumm aimed his staff at his head, “For one purpose only. To get rid of the goddamn S.P.D Rangers.”
“I don’t take orders from anyone.” He snapped back. Gruumm slammed his staff into Psycho Green’s body and pushed him against the wall.
“I don’t think you heard me right.” He snapped angrily, “Destroy the rangers.” He eased off of him.
“Psycho Green.” Broodwing stepped forward, “Has a better ring to it then Black. Don’t you think?”
“What do I have to do?” He ignored his comment.
“There are four more of you at the S.P.D Headquarters. I need you to acquire them so we can bring them back.” Broodwing explained.
Gruumm, holding tightly on his staff, turned to Broodwing, “I will leave you to whatever business you need to do. Get the rest of the junk and make them stronger then before. Then we will talk about cost.” Broodwing nodded as Gruumm turned to see Mora still standing there. Not saying a word, Gruumm brushed past her and exit.
“Cool.” Mora finally spoke up, “He doesn’t look so scary.” She flashed a look at it, “I think it needs a make over.”
“So Power Rangers are in this time period also?” Psycho Green hissed. He raised his right arm and tighten his fist, “We will finally be able to destroy the rangers. Victory will be sweet. What is our plan?” He looked over at Broodwing.
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Z was in the main chambers of the S.P.D Academy. She was helping Doggie Cruger find any suspicious activities. Everyone was on full alert after the recent attack Bridge had just experienced. Syd and Sky entered the chamber and went straight towards their commander and chief. Doggie Cruger turned and nodded to the two, “What are your reports?” He asked.
“We searched the industrial area where Bridge was attacked. There was nothing there.” Sky replied, “So whatever Gruumm is up too. He’s not doing it here on Earth.”
“We know what his plans are.” Syd exclaimed, giving Sky a look, “They stole something from us. There going to try to get it to work.”
“We don’t know that.” Sky kept in calm in the response, “It’s standard procedure to make sure we check every other possibilities.”
“Syd has a point.” Doggie Cruger added in. Syd flashed a smile at the irritated Sky before returning her attention back to the chief, “There is no use in wasting our time scouting areas. We’ll just have to-”
“We found it!” Z shouted. Everyone turned to glance at the screen. Z zoomed in on an old alleyway. Psycho Green was laying there motionless, “I’ll send Jack and Bridge to go and pick it up.”
“All right!” Syd smiled, “I guess they realized it’s junk also.”
“Yeah..” Sky trailed off. His suspicion began to kick in.
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Minutes later the sound of the jeep zipped down the road, the rough wheels spun in motion towards the destination; Bridge and Jack had arrived at the coordinates that Z had gave them. Parked right at the entrance of the alleyway, Bridge and Jack climbed out and looked around. Bridge, sighing a bit and keeping his guard up, proceeded forward with Jack right behind him.
“I don’t think anyone is here.” Jack reassured his friend ahead of him. Bridge just nodded. The two of them had made it to where Psycho Green was laying and bent down to inspect the machine, “Guess Gruumm had no interest in it either.”
Bridge reached out to grab it. “Come on. Let’s take it back.”
Bridge and Jack had returned back to the academy. They propped the robot up along side the others in Kat’s lab. Ms Manx stood behind the counter, her smiled was well noticed after seeing the robot returned safely, she nodded to Jack and Bridge, “Excellent work! I’m glad you manage to get it back.”
“It was easy.” Jack took a step back and looked at it, “Too easy, actually.”
The door slide open and Syd appeared. She hung on the frame and leaned forward, “Jack. Bridge. Cruger wants a word with us.” She turned away.
Bridge smiled, “We should get going, Ma’am. I mean Ms Manx. I mean Kat.” He corrected himself. Jack shook his head and grabbed Bridge, dragging him outside. Kat turned to her computer and began her work once more. Psycho Green turned his head to look at her. A sinister laugh echoed under his breath. Kat glanced behind her and noticed Psycho Green back in it’s original position. She then turned her head back to the computer.
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Year Of The Psycho
Chapter 1
War of The Rangers Part 1
Elizabeth “Z” Delgado, the fourth member of the S.P.D Ranger squad, rolled under her half-buried sheets while she slept. The Academy was pretty much silent for the most part as everyone rested up for the next day. The sound of variety of students that have taken the night shift passed Z and Syd’s room performing last minute chores and other assorted things before the sun rose from behind the hills. A large crash, the kind that sends shrills down your bone, stirred Z from her deep sleep. Lifting her head up slowly, her squinted eyes adjusted in the dark and a soft moan came from her mouth. She craned her head to see Syd buried under sheets and resting peacefully.
“Syd.” Z called out softly. No response came from Syd, Delgado rolled her eyes and pushed herself up and off the bed. Placing her feet on the ground, she stood all the way up and slowly, very slowly, stumbled over to Syd’s bed. “Syd!” Her voice deepened but still just above a whisper. She leaned over and shook her a bit, “What is going on out there?”
Syd, her long blonde hair tangling and binding against each other all up and down her face, rolled onto her stomach and lifted her head, “What do you want?” She kept her aggravation at a reasonable level.
Z pointed to the door in desperation to quickly explain why she interrupted the princess. Syd sat up and listened as the unusual sound of havoc echoed a few more times right outside their door before turning back to silence. Sighing deeply, Syd threw her sheets off and placed her feet on the ground. Slipping her feet into the soft furry slippers, she walked over to the door and hit a button on the side panel. With a whirling sound, the cold-metal solid door slide open and the two ladies stepped outside. They glanced at each end of the halls and watched a cart full of recycle junk turn and make its way around the corner.
“Is something wrong?” The strong and serious yet familiar tone rang behind them. They spun around and noticed Sky giving them the ususal strange look. He was in his full fledge S.P.D Outfit, his hands wrapped behind his back as he stood there like a stiff wall.
“Nothing.” Syd sighed deeply, giving an annoyed look over at her roommate, “We heard a loud crash and thought something was happening. Then I realized it was Recycling Bin. Z here got all worked up.”
Z rolled her eyes, resisting the urge to snap back in defense. She just shrugged, “It just seamed a lot louder then ususal. So I was curious.” She paused for a second, lifting her index finger and giving a strange look, “Wait a minute.. Isn’t Recycling Night on Thursdays? It’s a Tuesday.”
Sky, grinning mischiefly for a few seconds, simply nodded, “You’re correct. Cruger himself appointed me to handle and transfer some old junk to Kat’s lab.”
“Cool!” Syd exclaimed sarcastically, “Now maybe I can get some damn sleep!” Sky stepped forward and patted her on the head. Taking a step back, he returned his hands behind him. Syd scoffed, turning her heals, she faced her room, “I’m going back to bed. I will not be treated like a little kid!” Her voice trailed off at the end as she left with haste.
Sky turned away, his hands held together tightly by his fingers, “You should go too. Sorry if I woke you.” His voice was extremely casual.
“Wait.” Her feet snapped forward, Z darted to catch up with Sky, “Can I come and check out what you are doing? Seeing how I’m awake and all.”
Blinking for a few seconds, Sky looked over at her and shrugged lightly, “If you get dressed.” He muffled and turned to catch up with the Bin.
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Schuyler Tate, watching the young cadets empty out the bin of robotic parts onto Kat’s table, slowly made his way over to a clipboard and flipped through a few pieces of paper. The door automatically opened and Z walked in dressed in her Yellow S.P.D Uniform. She shifted her eyes left and right before proceeding forward over to the parts. Extending her hands, she wiggled her fingers around the pile, pulling out a beat up looking robot head. The yellow coloring was faded, but the details were still in tack. The grim, evil looking eyes starred back her, “What are these? They look really old.”
Sky glanced up once and returned to the clipboard, “Some robots from the planet Mirinoi.” He muttered under his breath, “Kat had requested the parts to be shipped here after hearing a group of people stumbling upon them in an abandoned industrial lot.”
“Oh.” Z knew that Sky was just as clueless as he was. She dumped the head back in the pile, “It’s just junk. I don’t think they even work.”
“I didn’t think they would still work.” Ms Manx voice echoed. They turned to see her step into the room. She was wearing her white lab coat, making her way over to the junk, “I’m interested in these because I would like to find out what kind of energy was used to power these things up.”
Sky, extending his hand to give the clipboard to Kat, looked over at Z and back at her, “I checked off everything that had arrived.”
“That will do.” Kat smiled brightly at him, “You may go now.” Sky nodded in response and made his way out of the room. Kat hugged the clipboard against her chest and turned her attention back at Z, “And you should go too. It’s 1 in the morning.”
“All right.” Z started towards the door. Kat looked away and read down the list. Z stopped at the door and glanced at the Yellow Masked head, the black eyes pierced back at her. She left back towards her room.
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The sun pierced through the window as the sound of shuffling woke Z up. She rolled over on her bed and looked over at the clock. Noticing that she had slept 3 hours more then she had tended too; she shot from her bed and onto her feet. Hair covering parts of her eyes, she quickly shot a look over to Syd who was frantically searching for something, “Why didn’t you wake me up!” Z groaned.
Syd shrugged. Ignoring Z’s quick whining, she scattered pillows onto the ground, “Have you seen my pink nail polish?” Her eyes shifted over to Z. Sky’s voice echoed in rage and shocked from down the hallway, catching the two girls attention. Syd sighed in relief a few seconds after the yelling faded away, “Now I remember where I left it.”
“What did you do?” Z’s brows raised in curiosity. A part of her wanted to know. The other part thought it was best just to leave the subject alone.
“Sky needed a quick make over.” Syd flashed a smiled and shuffled out of the room. Z just shook her head before redressing herself for the day.
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Jack, running his hands through his dread lock hair, turned his attention to Sky’s room. Slowly making his way over; he knocked gently against the door. A few seconds passed and he hit the button. The second in command, Sky, was furiously rubbing his hot pink fingernails under some warm water. He stepped out of the bathroom and noticed Jack standing there, “What?” He gave him a look.
“Are you...” Jack’s eyes zoomed in on the nails, “Are you wearing nail polish?” Laughter began to tickle his throat.
Syd stepped right next to Jack and smiled brightly at him, “Morning Jack!” She turned to Sky, “Morning Sky! Did you enjoy the surprise?”
“This isn’t funny.” He raised his hand, backhand facing the two, waving his fingers a bit, “I can’t get this stuff off.”
Jack began to snicker. His laughter was beginning to get harder and harder to contain, “I’m sorry Sky. I can no longer take you serious when you’re wearing hot pink nail polish.”
Sky shot him a look. Doggie Cruger appeared at the door way, “Is something the matter?”
The Blue Ranger quickly folded his hands behind him and stiffened his back, “Not at all sir. The emergency has been taken care of. ..Sir.”
“Good. I expect to see all of you in the briefing room in one hour.” He turned and walked off. Sky exhaled quickly, his shoulders slumping a bit. Irritation took over as he barked at Syd to get the nail polish remover.
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Z had decided to make her way back to Kat’s lab. She went around the corner and entered the room. Kat was no where in sight but Boom and Bridge had been working hard in piecing together some of the robots. Her head tilted a bit, focusing on the almost finished model of one of the robots, amazed at how it looked, “Hey guys..” Her voice was just enough to catch their attention.
Bridge, suited up in his green S.P.D outfit and his signature black gloves, stood up and waved, “Hey Z.” He exclaimed cheerfully, reaching over to some toast that was placed on the counter beside him, “Want some Toast? It’s But-”
“Ah!” Z interrupted him, “I said enough with the butter.” She pointed her finger right at his chest.
He just gave her a disappointing look, stuffing the toast in his mouth, “It’s buttery.” His voice muffled under all the food.
“Have you checked this out yet?” Boom changed the subject, pointing at the well put together robot in front of him. It was similar to the yellow one except for one difference. It was black, “I believe they call these the Psycho Rangers.” His voice deepened on the last two words.
“Psycho Rangers?” Z arched her brows. The name was faintly familiar, “Sounds dangerous.”
“Not anymore. These things are so old. I highly doubt there’s enough juice to power these suckers up.” He smiled at her.
“So why are you putting them together?”
“Kat asked us to piece them together so she can study the structure and everything. It’s kind of hard. We worked on this one all morning.” Boom tapped the shoulder of the robot and shrugged.
“Did you notice that all these robots match ranger colors except mine? They have no green! Were going to go paint this.” Bridge ran his fingers all around the rims to decide what kind of shade of green he wanted.
Boom shook his head, his eyes rolled in a bit of annoyance, “Kat asked us to put them together. Were not going to paint them.”
Bridge just looked over Z, “Were going to paint them.” He reassured her with determination.
“No.” Boom howled, “Were under orders to put them together.”
“I’m going to need more food.” He turned his head, completely ignoring Boom, “Anyone in the mood for waffles?”
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Emperor Gruumm, the foul villain that resides in outer space, stood up from his throne. He clenched his staff tightly as he walked a few steps. Broodwing appeared from the shadows, “The Rangers have foiled every plan you have thrown at them, Broodwing. I’m beginning to have doubts on the quality of work you do.”
“We are just having a few minor setbacks.” Broodwing reassured him.
“I do not pay you for setbacks. I pay you to help me take over this world and to destroy Doggie Cruger.” He growled evilly. Holding tightly to his staff, he turned at his heal to see Mora skipping in.
“I’m bored!” Her shrieking voice rang in his ears. Cindy Sunshine was dangling from her hand as she pouted to the Emperor of evil, “I want a new toy! Give me a new toy!”
“Be quiet.” Gruumm snapped at her, “I don’t care what you want!”
“Well I do!” She stuck her tongue out at him, “This place is so boring. You’re a boring person. You do boring things.”
Gruumm turned away and faced Broodwing, curious of what his next steps in destroying the Power Rangers, “What are you still doing here? Take care of those damn rangers!” He roared, “Leave my sight!”
“Gruumm! Entertain me!” Mora’s voice echoed in the background.
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Broodwing hung from one of the buildings a few hours later. He watched patiently as Bridge was driving the Patrol Jeep down the street. The once Black Psycho Ranger, now coated in a fresh green trim, was tucked away in the back. Broodwing, his eyes targeting the robotic figure, grew curious of what the ranger was doing, “Let us see what we have here.” He smirked a bit. He reached into his arsenal and pulled out one of Blueheads. Throwing it, the ball spiraled and landed right in front of the Jeep.
Bridge, gasping in surprise, hit the break and watched as the ball transform into the well-known robotic figure. The Bluehead laughed as his weapon appeared, lifting his arm up and aiming it right at Bridge. A fire was shot, the Green S.P.D Soldier rolled right out of the way as an explosion ignited right around him, “Why must you make everything difficult.” He muttered as he stood up.
“My orders are to bring that item you are transporting in. And I don’t plan on leaving in till I do.”
“Neither am I am I!” Bridge tried to sound tough, “Mainly because..I can’t leave..or I’ll.. Get destroyed. And that will suck!” He pulled out his Morpher and began to motion his hand, “S.P.D Emerg-”
Bluehead, lifting his arms to aim, wasted no time and fired before Bridge could complete his sequence. The blast hit inches away from Bridge, but caused enough force to knock him off his feet. The morpher went flying against the ground and right under the jeep. He turned on his stomach and tried to quickly crawl towards it. Bluehead pulled out a small ball and threw it, causing it to break and release the annoying Krybots. Bridge jumped to his feet, backing away as they blocked his path. He got into a fighting position, “Brilliant..” He muttered. He charged forward and dived right into the group of Krybots and pushed his way through. Flipping backwards, he lunged forward with a kick, spinning himself in the air and landing on his other foot. He knocked back a Krybot and ducked to dodge a few more. The sound of the Krybots clattering echoed in utter annoyance as he continued to battle. Distracted by the minions, Bluehead took the chance to make his way over to the jeep and uncover the hidden objective.
“Hey!” Bridge finally took notice, blocking a Krybot attack, “Off limits!” He side flipped towards the Jeep and knocked the Bluehead back. Raising his fist, he got into his signature stance, “No Robot for you!”
“If you want to do it the hard way. I will be more then happy too.” He fired a blast straight towards him. Bridge hit the ground as the blast soared just above the jeep and towards some stacked crates. Bridge flipped onto his stomach and crawled under to grab his morpher. He felt tough metal hands grabbing his legs, pulling him out quickly. Bridge kicked the Krybot off of him and got back to his feet.
“S.P.D Emergency!” He shouted quickly, “S.P.D 3! Green!” He posed. Dressed in his suite, he continued to battle the Krybots. With more power and speed, he knocked each one down swiftly. The Bluehead went towards the jeep once more and grabbed the Psycho Robot. He turned and fire a few blasts to hold Bridge back before vanishing. The smoke rose blurring his vision a bit. As it began to fade away, he was left standing all by himself. Punching his palm, he groaned, “I lost them..”
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“You-You lost it!?” Boom flailed his arms from the shocking news, “Kat is expecting to have them all done!”
Bridge, leaning back on the counter of Kat’s room a few feet away from Jack and Z who were remaining silent, sighed deeply and glanced over at the other robots that have been pieced back together to the best of their ability. Some of the parts where missing and a mask or two were cracked from one end to the other. But they were all lined up. Blue. Red. Pink and Yellow.
Z shifted her eyes between the two, “What would Gruumm want with an old robot?” She spoke up.
Bridge scratched his head, his soft hair ran in between each of his fingers, looked over to Z as she asked the question, “Maybe he’s into antiques?”
The door slide open and Ms Manx had entered. Boom was about to open his mouth when he had noticed Sky entering a few seconds after. “Don’t bother, Boom. I already informed her.” He moved his hands to the back of him and proceeded forward towards the robots.
“Kat. I’m sorry.” Boom watched as she passed him, “I didn’t know.”
“Under direct orders of Anubis Cruger. These machines are not to be touched or moved.” Kat geared her commented at Bridge
“Not even for a paint job.” Sky added rudely.
“Oh come on.” Z protested, “It was a mistake.”
“A mistake that might cost us in the future.” Sky crossed his arms.
“We’ll get the robot back.” Jack, stepping in the middle of the room, glanced straight towards Sky, “Let’s not point fingers.”
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Mora was humming a little tune. Exploring the ship, she noticed Broodwing having a conversation with Emperor Gruumm. Remaining silent, she entered and listened to the conversation. Broodwing pointed to the robot that was laying against the wall, “Here is our plan in defeating the Power Rangers.”
Gruumm looked over at it and scowled, “You are going to destroy them with a piece of junk?”
“This is not just any piece of junk. These are the remains of the Psycho Rangers. Designed and Built for the sole purpose of destroying all that is Good. Better then anything you have in your army.”
“I will be the judge of that.” He shot back. He moved past Broodwing and towards the robot, “Let’s bring this thing to life.” He aimed his staff straight towards it and fired a shot of energy. A large wave of energy began to run all up and down the Psycho Ranger’s body. Seconds after the blast, it began to twitch slowly. Gruumm fired a second shot and the Psycho Ranger sprang to life. It’s head began to move and the robot slowly began to rise to it’s feet.
“Where am I?” He began to scowl evilly. He glanced around the room and turned to Emperor Gruumm before looking at his new coated paint, “I’m Green? What have you done to me?”
“I brought you back to life.” Gruumm aimed his staff at his head, “For one purpose only. To get rid of the goddamn S.P.D Rangers.”
“I don’t take orders from anyone.” He snapped back. Gruumm slammed his staff into Psycho Green’s body and pushed him against the wall.
“I don’t think you heard me right.” He snapped angrily, “Destroy the rangers.” He eased off of him.
“Psycho Green.” Broodwing stepped forward, “Has a better ring to it then Black. Don’t you think?”
“What do I have to do?” He ignored his comment.
“There are four more of you at the S.P.D Headquarters. I need you to acquire them so we can bring them back.” Broodwing explained.
Gruumm, holding tightly on his staff, turned to Broodwing, “I will leave you to whatever business you need to do. Get the rest of the junk and make them stronger then before. Then we will talk about cost.” Broodwing nodded as Gruumm turned to see Mora still standing there. Not saying a word, Gruumm brushed past her and exit.
“Cool.” Mora finally spoke up, “He doesn’t look so scary.” She flashed a look at it, “I think it needs a make over.”
“So Power Rangers are in this time period also?” Psycho Green hissed. He raised his right arm and tighten his fist, “We will finally be able to destroy the rangers. Victory will be sweet. What is our plan?” He looked over at Broodwing.
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Z was in the main chambers of the S.P.D Academy. She was helping Doggie Cruger find any suspicious activities. Everyone was on full alert after the recent attack Bridge had just experienced. Syd and Sky entered the chamber and went straight towards their commander and chief. Doggie Cruger turned and nodded to the two, “What are your reports?” He asked.
“We searched the industrial area where Bridge was attacked. There was nothing there.” Sky replied, “So whatever Gruumm is up too. He’s not doing it here on Earth.”
“We know what his plans are.” Syd exclaimed, giving Sky a look, “They stole something from us. There going to try to get it to work.”
“We don’t know that.” Sky kept in calm in the response, “It’s standard procedure to make sure we check every other possibilities.”
“Syd has a point.” Doggie Cruger added in. Syd flashed a smile at the irritated Sky before returning her attention back to the chief, “There is no use in wasting our time scouting areas. We’ll just have to-”
“We found it!” Z shouted. Everyone turned to glance at the screen. Z zoomed in on an old alleyway. Psycho Green was laying there motionless, “I’ll send Jack and Bridge to go and pick it up.”
“All right!” Syd smiled, “I guess they realized it’s junk also.”
“Yeah..” Sky trailed off. His suspicion began to kick in.
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Minutes later the sound of the jeep zipped down the road, the rough wheels spun in motion towards the destination; Bridge and Jack had arrived at the coordinates that Z had gave them. Parked right at the entrance of the alleyway, Bridge and Jack climbed out and looked around. Bridge, sighing a bit and keeping his guard up, proceeded forward with Jack right behind him.
“I don’t think anyone is here.” Jack reassured his friend ahead of him. Bridge just nodded. The two of them had made it to where Psycho Green was laying and bent down to inspect the machine, “Guess Gruumm had no interest in it either.”
Bridge reached out to grab it. “Come on. Let’s take it back.”
Bridge and Jack had returned back to the academy. They propped the robot up along side the others in Kat’s lab. Ms Manx stood behind the counter, her smiled was well noticed after seeing the robot returned safely, she nodded to Jack and Bridge, “Excellent work! I’m glad you manage to get it back.”
“It was easy.” Jack took a step back and looked at it, “Too easy, actually.”
The door slide open and Syd appeared. She hung on the frame and leaned forward, “Jack. Bridge. Cruger wants a word with us.” She turned away.
Bridge smiled, “We should get going, Ma’am. I mean Ms Manx. I mean Kat.” He corrected himself. Jack shook his head and grabbed Bridge, dragging him outside. Kat turned to her computer and began her work once more. Psycho Green turned his head to look at her. A sinister laugh echoed under his breath. Kat glanced behind her and noticed Psycho Green back in it’s original position. She then turned her head back to the computer.
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