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They rode along together, brothers on the Highway to Hell. The six members of the biker clan known as the Dreadnoks were looking for trouble. State Troopers did not dare to approach them out of fear. Local police officers turned a blind eye to their activities, knowing it was not a good idea to mess with the bikers. And, worse still the Dreadnoks knew they instilled fear in the police and enjoyed it.
Leading the way as always was Buzzsaw. Despite the tied back blond hair, sunglasses and ripped shirt he would not have appeared threatening. Except that is, for the chainsaw he had mounted on the front of his bike and scar on the left side of his face. Buzzsaw was a former university graduate who had discovered it was more profitable to rip off convenience stores than it was to do an honest day’s work.
Behind him were Ripper and Torch. Ripper had black hair slicked back and shaven on each side, creating a Mohawk look. He had a short black beard with moustache, red sunglasses and an earring in his left ear. On the back of his bike was his favourite toy, a version of the cutting tool used by fire fighters to free trapped motorists. Strapped to his back was his usual weapon, a modified M-16 machine gun with bayonet attachment. The blade could cut through most materials, even the toughest of metals.
Torch had long brown hair, covered at the top by a bandanna. He wore a black jacket and blue jeans with black boots. On his back was a canister of petroleum and a flamethrower. Torch was more experienced than either Buzzsaw or Ripper, but was too stupid to take charge.
Next on a motorized tricycle came Thrasher. Thrasher considered himself to be a genius and worthy of the position as leader of the Dreadnoks. He was a typical example of a spoilt brat who decided to get back at his rich parents. He wore metal shoulder pads and chest protection complemented by the small revolver he kept in plain sight on his chest. As the youngest Dreadnok, he had yet to be taken seriously by any of his riding companions or their esteemed leader, Zartan.
Monkey Wrench was not far behind, annoyed that Thrasher seemed to enjoy blocking his way. The grenades he had strung carelessly over his red sleeveless jacket gave the impression of a fearless fighter. In truth he was a coward, happy to sit back and cheat rather than face an opponent. His brown hair and beard covered his face, his eyes hidden behind his silver sunglasses.
Finally came Road Pig, the most unpopular of the Dreadnoks. There was a joke in the bikers’ community that Road Pig was so ugly his mother had been forced to tie pork chops around his neck to convince dogs to play with him. In truth the dogs just weren’t that hungry. He had white hair tied around the top. He wore black biker trousers with large metal plated boots. On his right arm he had a barbed wire tattoo around his twenty four-inch biceps. He may not have been pretty, but Road Pig was built for power. On his back he carried a large sledgehammer.
“Pull over to the side of the road and stand beside your vehicles.”
Buzzsaw could not help smiling. It had been a long time since they had been pulled over, especially by a lone police officer. This was going to be fun. Buzzsaw complied with the officer’s instructions and waited for the policeman to step out of the car.
“Keep you hands where I can see them,” the officer said. He had already drawn his own gun and was covering all six suspects.
“Plan F,” Buzzsaw whispered to Ripper.
Overhearing what his leader said Thrasher played his part, pretending to keel over allowing Torch and Monkey Wrench to fake concern and kneel down to check on him. Realizing he needed assistance the officer tried to reach into his car to radio for help.
It was his first mistake. For a moment he took his eyes off the Dreadnoks and that was all the time Monkey Wrench needed to roll a grenade under the car. The officer ran for cover, dropping his gun as he dove to avoid a blast that never came. The grenade still had the pin inserted.
“Well Officer Hoankan,” Buzzsaw said looking at the officer’s name tag. “Looks like we gets ourselves some fun.”
As he spoke Ripper and Road Pig were already laying into the car. Road Pig drove his hammer into the bonnet repeatedly, destroying the engine as he did so. Ripper was more concerned with slicing the bodywork. Both Dreadnoks moved aside as Torch used his flamethrower to set the car alight.
“Very good Gentlemen,” Officer Hoankan said, showing no sign of fear. “I couldn’t have hoped to find better candidates.”
Very quickly Hoankan disarmed the Dreadnoks with his fighting skills. He knocked Ripper, Thrasher and Monkey Wrench out with a single kick. A punch and elbow took care of Torch and a back breaker finished off Buzzsaw. Now it was the massive bulk of Road Pig versus the unimpressive form of Hoankan.
Hoankan slammed the palm of his hand into Road Pig’s chest. He aimed a kick at the Dreadnok’s knee, forcing his legs from under him. A few more blows and Road Pig was angry enough to use his hammer. Hoankan ducked the first strike, caught the second blow and then after wrenching the weapon away struck its owner across the head.
Evil laughter emerged from Hoankan’s lips as he looked at his six victims. Moving over to the patrol car Oroku Saki removed his mask and stripped away the fake uniform.
Oroku Saki looked at his work and prepared for the final sequence. He had taken the Dreadnoks, some of the lowest humans on the planet, combined their abilities and physical forms and combined them with a chemical created by the Foot Clan’s most advanced scientists. Known as Mutagen, the process of bonding the humans together was relatively straightforward.
The body features were Road Pig’s. The muscles, strength and invulnerability were forged from his body. Unfortunately, Oroku Saki had been unable to do anything about the face. Thrasher and Buzzsaw’s knowledge had been crammed into Road Pig’s empty mind, making him the most intelligent Dreadnok ever. Not that that was a major accomplishment when considering how stupid the Dreadnoks were in general. Monkey Wrench, Ripper and Torch provided the weaponry and bike skills Oroku Saki needed. In addition Monkey Wrench’s love of destruction and violence gave Oroku Saki’s work of art a wonderful sadistic quality Oroku Saki had been unable to resist.
The result was a large, powerful, almost intelligent creature with the sense of mayhem, death and violence only a human could create. A little over six feet tall with white hair and a body that would make most body builders look feeble Oroku Saki’s creation stood up and awaited Oroku Saki’s command. Obedience had been one of the factors Oroku Saki had ensured he had implanted in his creation’s mind.
“Your names mean nothing anymore, I name you Dreadnok,” Oroku Saki said.
Dreadnok did not speak; he was not designed to do so. Instead the head simply nodded to acknowledge his master’s wishes. Oroku Saki had taken the opportunity to clothe Dreadnok using the bikers’ original clothing. The result was that he wore a pair of black biker trousers with a heavy belt. On the buckle of the belt were a set of studs, arranged with one in the center and six more, forming a hexagon around the outside. Oroku Saki had equipped the buckle with surprises for anyone stupid enough to get close. On his feet was a pair of heavy boots. Brown leather was surrounded by heavy metal plating covering the legs up to the knee.
A red and black leather jacket covered Dreadnok’s upper body. Sets of three spikes were mounted on each shoulder pad. On his left hand he wore a heavy-duty black leather glove covered with studs. On the end of each finger of the glove was a sharp knife blade.
Oroku Saki had taken the trike and upgraded it to become faster and almost indestructible. The frame had been forged using a special formula Oroku Saki had stolen to create a Molecular Bonded Shell. Oroku Saki had been determined not to allow the Rangers to defeat his monster by destroying the bike. Various weapons had been attached for use against Rangers and Zords, along with some weapons for Dreadnok’s personal use.
Having reviewed the tapes of his master’s failed assault on Angel Grove, Oroku had determined the Rangers were nowhere near as capable of fighting humans as they were space aliens.
Dreadnok appeared outside the Angel Grove Youth Center. He aimed his bike towards the doors and revved the engine. Releasing the clutch he propelled the vehicle into the Youth Center, scattering the teens that frequented the establishment. Ernie and his assistant Richie barely managed to scramble out from behind the counter as Dreadnok smashed through.
Dreadnok jumped off his bike, pulling his chainsaw from the bike. He aimed at the nearest object and sliced the table in half. Then he went after Ernie, attempting to cleave the ex-marine in half.
For such a large man Ernie managed to move faster than anyone would think possible. He backed away from the saw and made his way over to Richie, signalling everybody to get out of the building.
Dreadnok was not done. Even as the last human cleared the Juice Bar Dreadnok used his flamethrower to burn the building to the ground. As his business burnt to the ground Ernie was thankful that everybody had managed to escape with his or her lives. He also hoped that whatever that thing had been, it was now a smoking pile of bones in the rubble.
With a roar the monster burst from the wrecked Juice Bar and headed away towards Angel Grove High School. Anybody unfortunate enough to get in Dreadnok’s way was forced to dive for cover as the monster continued his path of destruction delighting in the wrecked cars and property marking a trial behind him.
“Alpha, summon the Rangers,” Zordon commanded.
“Which team, Zordon?” Alpha asked.
Zordon considered his options carefully. There was something about the monster that made him suspicious. He detected the faint imprint of a spell preventing morphing. If that was true then the Zeo Rangers were best suited because of the non-magical nature of their powers. But, Zordon also knew the Zeo Rangers were occupied.
“Summon all the Morphin Rangers.”
“Signal sent Zordon,” Alpha reported.
Zordon waited until the last Ranger had reported in; surprisingly Dex had accompanied Zack to the Power Chamber and was ready to help. Zordon was happy to see his old friend’s grandson had recovered and from looking at the way Alpha fussed over the young prince, he knew the little android felt the same.
“Rangers, it appears we have a new enemy,” Zordon said.
On the Viewing Screen the Rangers could see Dreadnok burning a path of destruction through Angel Grove. Despite the appearance David could sense something vaguely human about the monster. Somehow he could see the monster as a type of vampire, a human possessed by a demon.
“Any idea who is responsible for this?” Sam asked.
The other Rangers looked at Zordon expectantly, knowing that their most recent encounter with the Shredder had revealed that there were Earth-based villains willing to challenge the Earth’s heroes. They also knew that with Minion gone any of their former enemies could return.
“I am not sure who is behind this attack,” Zordon told them. “I am certain that neither Zedd and Rita nor King Mondo are responsible.”
“Whoa, we have to stop that thing quickly,” Zack said as he watched Dreadnok cause even more damage to Angel Grove.
“It’s Morphin Time!”
“White Ranger Power!”
“Black Ranger Power!”
“Pink Ranger Power!”
“Blue Ranger Power!”
“Yellow Ranger Power!”
“Red Ranger Power!”
“Purple Ranger Power!”
“Green Ranger Power!”
“Ecto-phase Activate!” Dex called.
After they were all morphed the Rangers and Masked Rider prepared to teleport into battle. Before doing so Dex took the time to study Dreadnok and his bike.
“Rangers, if you can move into position here,” he pointed at the map, “I’ll ensure he can’t ride away.”
With that said the nine heroes teleported away in nine columns of light. Zordon watched as his Ranger left to save their world once again.
“Chopper, rev up!” Masked Rider ordered as he stood in Dreadnok’s path.
Inside a cave just outside of Leewood two energy like bugs appeared. Once transformed to become the advanced battle car known as Magno. The other transformed into the motorcycle known as Combat Chopper.
“Oh my way Boss,” Chopper said as he raced towards Dex.
“I’m here too Dex,” Magno reminded him as she followed Chopper.
“Thanks,” Masked Rider said as he jumped onto Combat Chopper. “I’m going to need all the help I can get.”
With that said the Masked Rider streaked towards Dreadnok at high speed. Meanwhile Magno moved in from the side, catching him by surprise. Sparks flew as Magno collided with the Molecular Bonded Shell and lost. The red car was thrown aside, her damaged front axle preventing further attempts. She had succeeded in distracting Dreadnok, an advantage Masked Rider was quick to use.
“Masked Rider Super Gold!”
The tapped morphing energy was redirect into a second system. The power was siphoned into a golden crystal before being multiplied and released to complete the transformation into Super Gold.
Holding his right hand close to his upper leg Dex summoned his blaster. Aiming at Dreadnok’s head he fired a continuous burst of energy into the monster’s skull. Dreadnok was thrown off his vehicle leaving it to speed off on its own.
Now the Masked Rider faced off against Dreadnok. As Dex suspected, his opponent relied on brutal force allowing Masked Rider to use his speed to out manoeuvre him. But although Masked Rider inflicted more punishment, Dreadnok seemed totally unaffected by any of Dex’s powers.
Dreadnok raised his hands over his head, exposing his belt buckle. A quick mental command activated the studs embedded in the buckle. Seven thin cables launched and secured themselves to Dreadnok’s body. Slowly the bonds started transferring the Masked Rider powers from Dex into the demon.
From his position high above Angel Grove, Oroku Saki watched his creation in action. His master had been so certain of victory he had overlooked the Rangers’ determination and their ability to learn. As a result Oroku found himself double-checking every decision he made in case he made an error.
Now, Dreadnok was starting to show signs on independent thought. Oroku Saki had ordered Dreadnok to destroy the Masked Rider, not drain his power. Any extra power would reduce Dreadnok’s reliance on Oroku Saki. Luckily Oroku Saki had made arrangements in case Dreadnok tried to break free. Moving to a small control board he adjusted the chemical levels in the Mutagen device that he had fitted to Dreadnok’s hip. The sudden change triggered the pain receptors in Dreadnok’s body and caused him to scream in agony.
“Dreadnok, your loyalty is to Oroku Saki. Betray me and you will suffer until you beg for death.”
“Y-yes,” he heard Dreadnok reply. The voice was filled with pain and panic, even more surprising since Dreadnok was not supposed to be able to speak.
“Yes what?” Oroku Saki demanded.
He watched as Red Ranger severed the connection through which Dreadnok was draining the Edonite. Yellow and Pink Ranger were moving in and it would not belong before the other Rangers attacked. He turned the pain control up further, increasing the pain until he heard the reply he wanted.
“Yes master,” Dreadnok said.
“Good,” Oroku Saki replied. He turned the pain control to near maximum and watched as Dreadnok screamed. “Remember what you felt Dreadnok. Suffering a thousand times greater awaits you should you betray me again. Now, destroy the Rangers!”
Oroku Saki turned the pain control back to zero and watched as Dreadnok’s pain was transformed into pure rage. He knocked the Red Rangers aside and once again directed his assault at the Masked Rider.
The bonds tightened around Dex’s limbs as his precious powers were drained away. The events took place so quickly he found he barely had the ability to think. His body continued to glow green, blue and gold as Dreadnok fed on his link to the Morphin Grid.
Suddenly the drain stopped. Dreadnok fell to the ground, his hands on the sides of his head. A loud groan emerged from his throat as he struggled against the pain Oroku Saki inflicted on him.
“Dreadnok, your loyalty is to Oroku Saki. Betray me and you will suffer until you beg for death.”
“Y-yes,” Dreadnok managed. He knew when he was defeated. If he could drain the Rangers’ powers he would be free of Oroku Saki. But there was no way he could take that much pain.
“Yes what?” Oroku Saki’s voice boomed.
For the Power Rangers the distraction Oroku Saki had created was too good to miss. They knew they would have few chances to gain an advantage against the monster and decided to rescue their friend.
“Power Sword!” Red Ranger called.
Even as the Red Ranger landed between the Masked Rider and Dreadnok the other Rangers were standing by ready to attack. A single blow form the Power Sword severed the seven cables connecting Dreadnok to Masked Rider. Dreadnok screamed in agony although Jason was not sure if that was due to link being broken so suddenly or some outside influence he could not see.
“Yes master!” Dreadnok screamed, answering Jason’s question for him. Then the monster went silent.
Red Ranger stepped forward to try to move Dex away. The Masked Rider had already recovered, but Jason wanted the Edonite out of the way when the battle started again. Red Ranger braced himself but it was too late. Dreadnok drove his shoulder spikes into Red Ranger, throwing him aside before returning to finish the Masked Rider.
Dex was already moving. While Dreadnok concentrated on the Red Ranger, Masked Rider got back to his feet and kicked Dreadnok in the back of the shin.
“Electro Saber activate!”
The two move combination caused Dreadnok to howl. The flames surrounding his skull-like face grew bigger as he summoned his flamethrower and fired. Masked Rider had already moved aside, determined not to become a fried bug.
“Dex, keep him busy while we form the Power Blaster,” Red Ranger called.
With Dex encouraging the monster to chase him the Rangers summoned their weapons and prepared to form their Power Blaster.
“Power Axe!” Black Ranger called. Using his hop scotch teleport, he appeared next to Dreadnok and swiped at him with his axe in single-handed mode. “Cosmic Cannon!” he added converting his weapon and throwing it into the air.
“Power Bow!” Pink Ranger shouted. She fired two arrows and then struck Dreadnok with her bow across his throat, before throwing it into the air to join the Power Axe.
“Power Lance!” Blue Ranger said as he struck Dreadnok in the chest. He used two more blows and then split the lance in half, jabbed the monster with both parts, before throwing it into the air to join the Power Axe and Power Bow.
“Power Daggers!” Yellow Ranger said. Leaping inside Dreadnok’s range she stabbed him, setting up a target for her next attack. Jumping to a safe distance, she threw both daggers at the same time. The daggers honed in on the spot where she had struck the monster originally and pierced his skin.
Thick black blood seeped onto the ground beneath him. As she threw her daggers a second time, Purple Ranger appeared behind him with her weapon.
“Saba!”, “Power Sword!”, “Dragon Blade!”, the White, Red and Green Rangers called.
Green Ranger stuck his sword onto the base of the Power Blaster’s barrel. Purple Ranger draped the chain of her Nunchuks over the barrel. The two ends joined together underneath to provide an addition handle. As Saba sank into the ground his mouth opened wide and then closed around the handle of the Nunchuks.
“Fire!” all eight Rangers called.
Eight beams of coloured light burst from the Power Blaster, ripping through Dreadnok. His body glowed eight different colours as his skin boiled.
“It didn’t work!” Green Ranger complained.
“No duh, Sherlock,” Pink Ranger said sarcastically.
“Maybe the Power Cannon will provide the desired outcome,” Blue Ranger suggested.
“Right,” Red Ranger agreed.
Since there were now eight members of the team, Alpha had taken the time to redesign the Power Cannon. As the basic cannon hovered in the air, a smaller cannon appeared in each Ranger’s hand. The Rangers removed their Power Disks and inserted them into their own cannons before fitting the separate cannons onto the main weapon.
The Ranger lined up in two rows of four. Red and White Ranger stood at the front with Yellow and Pink Ranger standing behind. Then came Blue and Black Ranger with Green and Purple Ranger standing at the back.
“Lock and load!” White Ranger called.
The basic cannon had been modified so the barrel could rotate. As it started to spin along with the other barrels they began to glow, each in the colour of a different Ranger. Eight separate beams of power joined in a point and continued to build in power.
“Fire!” the Rangers called together.
At their command the barrel stopped spinning and fired. A burst of orange energy erupted, combining with the other eight beams, forming a single blast, which destroyed Dreadnok. The Rangers’ Power Disks returned to their owners as the Power Cannon was returned to subspace.
“It’s not that easy,” Oroku Saki said.
He pressed the largest button on his control board and dumped the remainder of the Mutagen into Dreadnok’s blood.
“Oh man,” Zack said as he saw Dreadnok resurrected and grown to a monstrous size combine with his bike. “Jase, we need the Zords.”
“Ninja MegaFalconzord, now!”
“Ninja Battlezord, now!”
The Crane started to fold to form the head while at the same time the Frog transformed to become the legs and the Bear converted to become the Ninja MegaFalconzord’s upper body. The already modified Ape and Wolf joined onto the Bear to form the arms as the Crane linked on to become the head. Then the whole upper body joined onto the Frog as the Falcon Zord linked onto the back. Hands formed over the Ape and Wolf’s heads.
Dreadnok watched the Megazords forming. In his mind Oroku Saki was telling him to remain still and not act. He had no idea what Oroku Saki had in mind, only that he had been sent a grenade to throw.
The Panther Zord transformed to stand upright on its hind legs. The head rotated downwards to become the chest and the front paws became the arms. The Hawk Zord’s wings and head folded into the body as the Hawk Zord joined onto the shoulders of the Panther to become the head of the Ninja Battlezord. The Panther’s tail converted into a Power Sword as Purple and Green Rangers slid into the cockpit ready for action.
“Now!” he heard Oroku Saki shout.
Pulling the pin on his grenade he tossed it at the Zords and waited. The grenade did not explode. Instead as it hit the grounds a thick grey smoke poured from the pinhole. It took Blue Ranger a bit too long to understand what was happening as first Dreadnok and then the Zords started to shut down.
“Jason, send the Zords back!” Blue Ranger called. “Everybody else, power down!”
It was already too late. Without their commands the Ranger uniforms vanished along with the shielding and magical weapons of their Zords. Dreadnok was also affected. The magical powers the Wraith had given him disappeared leaving a giant human standing on a large trike.
“What happened?” Aisha asked. Her Green teammate was currently demorphed and unconscious. His face had turned a deadly shade of white.
“Somebody used a ferrous-based gas cloud to neutralize the magical properties of our Zords and powers,” Blue Ranger explained. “We won’t be able to morph while the gas is still present.”
“Ferrous, you mean Iron?” Trini asked, grasping what her friend was getting at. “Can we still fight?”
“Affirmative,” Billy said. “But all we have is the Zord. We cannot use any weapons and we cannot call for new Zords.”
Zack had been watching Dreadnok during Billy and Trini’s conversation. “Looks like he got gassed as well.”
“It’s just shock,” Billy told him. “He’ll recover before we do.”
The two Zords piloted by the powered down Rangers faced off against the recovering Dreadnok. Fortunately the Ranger’s link to the Morphin Grid existed enough that they still had the knowledge to pilot their Zords. Without magic flowing into the Zords they were slower and easily damaged. Despite the Mutagen to enhance his body Dreadnok was slower and reliant solely on his weapons.
However, as the Mutagen continued to burn into his mind he lost his ability to use weapons. With Oroku’s prodding he managed to start his chainsaw. The weapon clashed with the Zords and although the Zord sparked as the blade made contact the stronger Zord metal managed to withstand the assault.
Dex had teleported back to the Power Chamber when it became obvious he could not help in a Zord battle. Along with Alpha he had been monitoring the fight until the screen went blank.
“Alpha, search for the Rangers,” Zordon ordered. “I cannot feel them in the Morphin Grid.”
As the android scanned it became obvious part of Angel Grove was no longer receptive to magic. As Alpha ran a more detailed scan, it became obvious why.
“Ai-yi-yi-yi-yi, the Rangers are helpless!”
“Alpha, explain,” Zordon ordered.
“There is an anti magic gas in that area of Angel Grove,” Alpha replied. “We can’t teleport or talk with the Rangers in that area and they can’t morph.”
“Is there any way to disperse the gas?” Dex asked.
“Gas is already fading, but the Rangers are vulnerable to this monster,” Alpha replied.
“Alpha, summon the Zeo Rangers. They will be immune to the effects of the anti magic bomb.”
In six flashes of light the former Zeo Rangers appeared.
Dreadnok was on the attack again. With a roar he lunged at the Zords. The MegaFalconzord was launched into the air, throwing the still demorphed Rangers around the cockpit. Transferring the power away from the shields, Billy was able to place a protective bubble around the Rangers to prevent further injury.
The Ninja Battlezord had managed to stay in one place, but to do so had drained all its power. Now useless the Zord collapsed to the ground just as Sam started to recover.
“Is everybody okay?” Jason asked.
“We’re okay,” Aisha replied. “But the Battlezord is helpless.”
“So is the MegaFalconzord,” Billy added. “We have almost full power but zero mobility. Falcon Zord is operating fine, so we could separate.”
“What about our powers and Zordon?” Kimberly asked.
“The effects of the anti magic grenade are fading,” Billy replied. “We should be able to morph again. But communications and teleportation are still out.”
As he spoke the Rangers’ uniforms reappeared as their powers returned once more. Looking across at Dreadnok the Rangers could see he was back to normal and showed no sign of damage.
“I think we need help,” Black Ranger commented as Dreadnok closed in for the kill.
Oroku Saki watched as his creation prepared to finish the Rangers once and for all. The ancient legends about magic and Iron were true. His anti magic gas had worked perfectly, albeit accidentally. He had no knowledge of the magical arts other than his limited Ninja Magic. The idea had originally been to use a grenade filled with iron filings to jam the Zords’ servo units. However, the results had been better than hoped for, so he had no real concerns about his plans going awry.
“Dreadnok, finish them!”
He watched in satisfaction as Dreadnok moved in for the kill. He remembered how the villain Minion, a creature of magic, had had six Rangers at his mercy. Oroku Saki on the other hand was a mere human and was about to kill eight Rangers.
“My master will reward my success,” Oroku Saki mused as he watched the slaughter unfold.
Dreadnok brought his chainsaw down across the fallen MegaFalconzord’s leg ending any chance they had of getting mobile again. With a quick switch he produced a flame-thrower and a chain. After securing the chain around the Zord’s body he started to swing, at the same time scorching the damaged Zord’s metal skin.
“David, you’d better detach while you still can,” Blue Ranger said.
The door at the back of the MegaFalconzord’s cockpit opened as White Rangers chair was pulled backwards into the Falcon Zord. With a loud screech the Falcon detached and headed for the sky.
“Aisha, I’m sending you details of a new formation. Just let them upload,” Blue Ranger said. To himself he added: “I just hope Alpha made the adjustments to the Falcon.”
Further communication was cut short as Dreadnok jerked the chain taunt causing the Ninja Megazord to crash to the ground. Preparing a final shot with its flamethrower Dreadnok hoped to finish the battle quickly.
A red object streaked past the fallen Ninja Battlezord, striking Dreadnok in the stomach and driving him away from his bike. Rapid punches followed, culminating in a barrage of fire from the Red Battlezord’s Gattling Cannons.
“Jason, you okay Bro?” Red Zeo asked as he continued to pummel the monster.
“In the flesh,” Red Zeo grinned under his helmet.
As Dreadnok tried to stand up a second object slammed into his side. Jason recognised the Zord as the Warrior Wheel, a powerful if small Zord. For the Masked Rider it was his first time behind the controls of a Zord during combat. He had wanted to help earlier, but Zordon had insisted he wait.
“Red Battlezord return!” Red Zeo ordered. He teleported away from the Zord and joined the other Zeo Rangers who were waiting on the ground below.
“We need Super Zeo Zord power, Now!”
From the rebuilt Zeo Launcher in Power Mountain came the Super Zeo Zords, the first time they had all been together in action since being rebuilt. After teleporting to the Zords the Rangers brought them together to form the Super Zeo Megazord.
“Take your positions, everybody!” Red Zeo ordered.
Super Zeo Zords I, II, III, IV and V lined up, ready for the next instruction. Together they launched into the air.
“Initiating Super Zeo Megazord sequence!” Red Zeo called when they were all in the air.
The five Zords started to transform in midair before land in Megazord form. First Super Zeo Zord I, then IV, III, V and finally II. The crown piece on the Megazord’s head slid upwards, revealing the visor through which the Rangers could see. As the Rangers gathered in the cockpit, the Super Zeo Megazord was online.
Oroku Saki cursed when he saw the Zeo Rangers arrive. Reinforcements had not been something he wanted to see. Instead of panicking, he turned the control to maximum and watched as the tank of Mutagen he had installed in Dreadnok’s bike exploded.
“Arise Zod, Lord of the Roads!”
Flesh and metal combined to form a cybernetic dragon on wheels. The dragon had two heads capable of breathing fire and a chainsaw mounted on its left arm. Its tail was a long steel chain with a spiked ball on the end. In its right hand was a single silver blade. Any intelligence was gone as the angry demon took over and Zod attacked.
Zod started by shooting flames at the Super Zeo Megazord. The large Zord lifted off the ground, separating into its components part to avoid the flames before reforming. Super Zeo Zord swung its sword in a wide arc to knock Zod on the side of the face. As Zod rebounded Warrior Wheel delivered some fist shots of its own.
Spinning around Zod managed to catch Warrior Wheel with its chain. Flames shot from its mouth keeping the other two Zords from helping.
“Split; grab a head!” Red Zeo shouted.
The Super Zeo Megazord divided into individual Zords. Super Zeo Zord I caught the left head and Super Zeo Zord II grabbed the other. Super Zeo Zords III and IV moved in to assist, while Super Zeo Zord V drove both heads forward in a bulldog type move. With all its concentration directed at its head the demon forgot about the Warrior Wheel attached to its tail. Dex moved the Warrior Wheel to draw the chain taunt.
“Pull!” Red Zeo ordered.
The Zords pulled in different directions causing the demon to swing wildly in pain and anger. His blade sliced the Megazord allowing him to use the chainsaw against Super Zeo Zord III. As the Zords moved away Zod turned its heads towards Warrior Wheel and shot another blast of fire. The Warrior Wheel caught fire and wandered away trailing flames. Dex struggled to regain control over the Zord.
Inside the fallen Ninja Megazord Billy was desperately trying to reprogram the Hawk and Panther Zords. Finally a green, white and purple symbol appeared on his control board.
“Okay, David, Aisha, go for it.”
Taking command David pushed the activate button on his Zord’s control panel. At the same time Sam and Aisha did likewise.
“Ninja Falcon Battlezord!”
Using the power of the Falcon to revive the other Zords White Ranger triggered the transformation. The Hawk Zord Detached from the Battlezord to be replaced by the Falcon Zord. The arms of the Battlezord detached, allowing the Falcon’s wings to fold around before reattaching. Then the Hawk fastened itself to the right arm, its wings and beak forming a three-point weapon.
“Ninja Falcon Battlezord Online!”
Knowing it was out numbered the Zod attempted to use another gas attack. But although the Zeo Crystal was magic it was unaffected by Cold Iron due to the science base of the power. They reformed the Super Zeo Megazord, which blocked and dispersed the gas so the Falcon Battlezord was unaffected.
“Let’s finish this,” Green Ranger suggested.
The Ninja Falcon Battlezord delivered a single swipe of its hawk blade before moving out of the way.
As the Battlezord finished its attack Super Zeo Megazord held Warrior Wheel ready for launch. Swinging quickly back and then releasing the wheel for a final attack. As the Warrior Wheel reached Zod it transformed to its humanoid form for the final blow.
The Rangers watched as Zod exploded, the demon being thrown back to wherever Saki had found it. When the smoke cleared the Rangers returned to the Power Chamber for debriefing.
“Forgive me master, for I have failed you,” Saki begged.
“Rise,” came the reply as Shredder looked down at his underling. “We have wasted enough time here. I know of another place where we can find the resources to defeat these Rangers. For now we will return to New York where I can recover. You are forgiven this time, but do not think that the Shredder will be so indulgent next time.”
“Of course Master.”
“Come then, we must prepare. Our allies will arrive soon and we must be ready for them. It is time to recall my elite.”
After the thrill of victory had faded the Rangers listened to Zordon as he gave his debriefing. For once the rather serious mentor seemed happy.
“Rangers, you have today proven yourselves to be a force to be reckoned with. With fourteen Rangers to defend the planet I am certain Earth shall remain safe, although I had been worried about how two teams would function. I see now that there is no need for the Morphin Rangers to remain inactive or for the Zeo Rangers to always be on standby. If nothing the recent boredom Tommy and his team display proves that you will all benefit from a shared workload in the future.
Jason, you have proven yourself a worthy Field Commander and I am proud to place you in charge of the Morphin Rangers. Tommy, you will retain command of the Zeo Rangers. In future I shall be able to use the team I feel best suits the situation. And until such time as replacements are found, I ask you all to remain Rangers?”
“We’ll always be there when you need us Zordon,” Zack said on the behalf of the Morphin Rangers.
“Yeah and so will we,” Tommy agreed. Over time the idea of retiring had been abandoned as the Zeo Rangers had realised that to them it was more than a job, being a Ranger was a way of life.
“Thank you, Rangers. In order to ensure you are able to come to the Power Chamber in times of need I am allowing you all to use the teleport system and your communicators as and when you need to. Alpha will be provided an extra channel so that you can speak to each other privately.”
“Prince Dex, I thank you for your help today and I hope you will assist us in future should we need you.”
“I would be honoured to fight alongside your Rangers should you need me again,” Dex said.
Billy and Alpha quickly prepared a communicator for Dex coloured green, gold and blue. Then, the prince teleported home and the Rangers soon followed. There were still dangers out there and evil still lurked in the background But for today the evil had been conquered and the world was at peace. Thanks to the Power Rangers.
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