Lord Mercury
07-01-2005, 04:52 AM
CHAPTER ONE
Gotham City – Year 2015. A team of 8 soldier-like figures stood armed with semi-automatic weapons surrounding a black and silver bat suit encased inside a glass cylinder. More soldiers walked in the path of the display as a piece of a steel wall behind the case divided. Out stepped Bruce Wayne with more armed personnel. With his cane he slowly moved in front of the display looking it up and down, seeing his own reflection in the glass. Wayne turned to his left to acknowledge one the soldiers.
“How much further will the requests from Batman be taken soldier?” Asked Wayne.
“Mr. Wayne there will be Wayne/Powers armed personnel watching over this thing 24 hours a day. No one without proper authorization will be able to even see this thing.”
“Good.”
“Mr. Wayne if you don’t mind my asking. How is it that you keep in contact with Batman?”
Bruce’s facial expression never changed. He tilted his head upward slightly and adjusted his full attention to the soldier.
“An old friend.”
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New Tech City – Ten Years Later. Jack stood with his Delta Blasters in hand aimed at a multitude of Krybots. He rotated his body looking over the area, careful of any movements.
“Make sure you know what you’re doing Jack.” An Orange-Head Krybot was holding Sky in a chokehold with a sword to his neck, just inches away from his jugular vein.
“Don’t worry Sky. This’ll be over before you know.”
“I hope it’s not my life you’re talking about!”
“It looks like we have a situation here! If you want some, then bring it!”
Two Krybots moved forward and were shot down by Jack. Five more jumped on top of a car ready to strike from above. Jack avoided a strike from them by rolling out of the way. He shot towards the gas tank of the car causing it to erupt in a fury of explosions. This blast unintentionally took out more then he originally intended to. Jack cartwheeled over to more Krybot pistol whipping some of them and delivering some kicks to the head. Jack leaped in the air backward shooting Krybots left and right. Jack landed on the ground with a backward somersault. On one knee he prepared his Delta Blaster combo. Jack fired his blaster off of the Orange-Head’s right shoulder. Sky was free and returned to Jack’s side.
“Still doubting me eh?” said Jack.
“I’m just glad my head is still attached to my body. Let’s do this.”
“Right.”
Sky and Jack powered up their blasters and delivered couple of blasts to the Orange-Head, sending him back into a concrete post on the side of a building. Some chunks of cement came off from the force of impact. The Orange-Head got himself together and stood facing the Rangers. He motioned for another attack but quickly backed down not wanting to just right into battle and makes another mistake.
“Make no mistake about it Rangers. There will be a next time. I promise you this.” The Orange-Head waved his hand and was gone in a streak of orange electricity, along with the other Krybots. Jack and Sky stood there looking on.
“Power down!” The two Rangers demorphed and turned to each other.
“You know Cruger is going to rip us a new one for not calling for backup right?” Stated Sky.
“Yeah I know. And if we get cleaning duty I’m using your toothbrush.”
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Aboard Emperor Gruumm’s ship Gruumm sat at his throne rubbing his head with his left hand, slightly slumping in his seat. As he came to an upright position he slammed his hand on the arm of the throne. His eyes glowed with anger while letting out a yell.
“Why is it that no one is getting the job done? Do I have to go down there myself? GAAAAAHHHH!!!” roared Gruumm.
“Go down there yourself? Again? Cruger nearly ended your existence the last time you met one on one. Perhaps I could be of some assistance,” Broodwing stepped from out of the shadows towards Gruumm. “Every machine, robot, or mutant you get in your control fails miserably. I watched the whole thing. The way those Rangers beat your forces is simply disgusting. And I for one…”
“Broodwing is this going anywhere?” From behind Broodwing, Gruumm lead over his right shoulder.
“Gruumm you’ve been looking in the wrong places. You don’t have to search all across the universe. What you need to finally defeat Cruger and the Rangers is here in the United States.”
“If you fail me this time, any further business between us will cease to exist.” Gruumm hands Broodwing a large stack of money. Gruumm grabs Broodwing and holds him close. His fire red eyes glowed once again as he stared a hole through Broodwing. “I suggest you get going. You don’t have much time.”
Gotham City – Year 2015. A team of 8 soldier-like figures stood armed with semi-automatic weapons surrounding a black and silver bat suit encased inside a glass cylinder. More soldiers walked in the path of the display as a piece of a steel wall behind the case divided. Out stepped Bruce Wayne with more armed personnel. With his cane he slowly moved in front of the display looking it up and down, seeing his own reflection in the glass. Wayne turned to his left to acknowledge one the soldiers.
“How much further will the requests from Batman be taken soldier?” Asked Wayne.
“Mr. Wayne there will be Wayne/Powers armed personnel watching over this thing 24 hours a day. No one without proper authorization will be able to even see this thing.”
“Good.”
“Mr. Wayne if you don’t mind my asking. How is it that you keep in contact with Batman?”
Bruce’s facial expression never changed. He tilted his head upward slightly and adjusted his full attention to the soldier.
“An old friend.”
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New Tech City – Ten Years Later. Jack stood with his Delta Blasters in hand aimed at a multitude of Krybots. He rotated his body looking over the area, careful of any movements.
“Make sure you know what you’re doing Jack.” An Orange-Head Krybot was holding Sky in a chokehold with a sword to his neck, just inches away from his jugular vein.
“Don’t worry Sky. This’ll be over before you know.”
“I hope it’s not my life you’re talking about!”
“It looks like we have a situation here! If you want some, then bring it!”
Two Krybots moved forward and were shot down by Jack. Five more jumped on top of a car ready to strike from above. Jack avoided a strike from them by rolling out of the way. He shot towards the gas tank of the car causing it to erupt in a fury of explosions. This blast unintentionally took out more then he originally intended to. Jack cartwheeled over to more Krybot pistol whipping some of them and delivering some kicks to the head. Jack leaped in the air backward shooting Krybots left and right. Jack landed on the ground with a backward somersault. On one knee he prepared his Delta Blaster combo. Jack fired his blaster off of the Orange-Head’s right shoulder. Sky was free and returned to Jack’s side.
“Still doubting me eh?” said Jack.
“I’m just glad my head is still attached to my body. Let’s do this.”
“Right.”
Sky and Jack powered up their blasters and delivered couple of blasts to the Orange-Head, sending him back into a concrete post on the side of a building. Some chunks of cement came off from the force of impact. The Orange-Head got himself together and stood facing the Rangers. He motioned for another attack but quickly backed down not wanting to just right into battle and makes another mistake.
“Make no mistake about it Rangers. There will be a next time. I promise you this.” The Orange-Head waved his hand and was gone in a streak of orange electricity, along with the other Krybots. Jack and Sky stood there looking on.
“Power down!” The two Rangers demorphed and turned to each other.
“You know Cruger is going to rip us a new one for not calling for backup right?” Stated Sky.
“Yeah I know. And if we get cleaning duty I’m using your toothbrush.”
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Aboard Emperor Gruumm’s ship Gruumm sat at his throne rubbing his head with his left hand, slightly slumping in his seat. As he came to an upright position he slammed his hand on the arm of the throne. His eyes glowed with anger while letting out a yell.
“Why is it that no one is getting the job done? Do I have to go down there myself? GAAAAAHHHH!!!” roared Gruumm.
“Go down there yourself? Again? Cruger nearly ended your existence the last time you met one on one. Perhaps I could be of some assistance,” Broodwing stepped from out of the shadows towards Gruumm. “Every machine, robot, or mutant you get in your control fails miserably. I watched the whole thing. The way those Rangers beat your forces is simply disgusting. And I for one…”
“Broodwing is this going anywhere?” From behind Broodwing, Gruumm lead over his right shoulder.
“Gruumm you’ve been looking in the wrong places. You don’t have to search all across the universe. What you need to finally defeat Cruger and the Rangers is here in the United States.”
“If you fail me this time, any further business between us will cease to exist.” Gruumm hands Broodwing a large stack of money. Gruumm grabs Broodwing and holds him close. His fire red eyes glowed once again as he stared a hole through Broodwing. “I suggest you get going. You don’t have much time.”