First of all to those following me for my Generator Rex stories, sorry this is a different fandom. To those in this fandom, let me explain how I got here. I grew up in the 80's and lived on a steady diet of HeMan, Transformers, GI Joe, Voltron, and My Little Pony (Yes, My Little Pony, don't judge me.). I was showing my 7 year old daughter old HeMan episodes and she loved them. That got me to thinking about what the fanfic world would write about this fandom. So I checked you guys out. I have to say, most writers on this site would put my writing to shame. You have some incredible stories here. I really have nothing to add. Then one day I was watching Rainbow Warrior with my daughter and I remembered I had a dream back in the day based on this episode. I dug through my memories, polished it a little and decided to submit it with fear and trembling.

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Marlena Glenn adjusted the straps of the seat on her spaceship. She still had a few minutes to contemplate what she was about to do. Simple really. Test the new prototype, pride of the space program: the spaceship dubbed the Rainbow Explorer. The name was a little cheesy but who was she to argue with NASA scientists.

And it was an honor. Marlena worked her fingers to the bone to get here. Being one of the few women test pilots out there, she had to distinguish herself from everyone else. She had to be better than all the boys. In the end she was chosen out of all the applicants. Her family had mixed feelings about her accomplishments. Although they were proud of her, they were constantly concerned about her safety.

Rainbow Explorer commence countdown… 5,4,3,2,1, ignition.

Marlena closed her eyes for a second steeling herself for the inevitable abuse on her body.

Then all too soon she felt gravity pull against her body as the spaceship lifted off. She gritted her teeth as the G forces shoved all her internal organs against her spine.

Then just as quickly she was released and she felt weightlessness enter her limbs.

She released the rocket boosters that helped launch her and activated the boosters on the spaceship.

She took the controls and began the test in earnest.

0o0

King Randor of Eternia stood on his balcony bemused. He was recently crowned king several weeks ago. Already his advisors and his noblemen were clamoring for him to choose a wife. They were a pushy lot. The women were no better, practically throwing themselves at him any chance they got. Not all of them were suited to be queen of Eternia. Most wanted the power and prestige that came with the title. Randor really wanted a helpmate. Someone who can help him run the affairs of the state, yet would love him for who he is. There was one who fit the first part of the criteria perfectly. Lady Tala Baem of the Northern Kingdoms. Unfortunately, the thought of being with her raised his hackles. She was entirely too cold and calculating for his tastes. But at the moment she seemed like the most likely candidate out of the many, many women who sought his attentions. Randor groaned.

"Are you okay, sire?" Duncan's voice came from behind him.

"Do you have any inventions that can make me invisible to the courtiers?" Randor asked half jokingly, half seriously.

Duncan chuckled. "Sorry, sire. I don't. You're going to have to find another way to avoid them."

"That's the problem. I can't avoid them. I have to see them every single day." He paused for a breath, "And every day one person or another tries to introduce me to his daughter."

"Now that you're king, I'm sure it's only going to get worse." Duncan observed.

"Tell me about it." Randor sighed. "There are more important things to look after." His expression turned serious. "Any news?"

"There seems to be some activity around the dark hemisphere." Duncan admitted. But he quickly added, "But it's too soon to tell if it's the return of the snakemen."

"We can't take that chance. We need to send an envoy to Avion. We need to work out a truce with the bird men." Randor noted.

"Who should lead it?" Duncan asked surprised.

"You should, my friend." Randor gripped Duncan's shoulder.

"Me? I'm no diplomat." Duncan raised an eyebrow.

"But you are the only one I trust." Randor released his shoulder and walked into the palace. "Don't worry. I'm sending Lord Fairan as well."

"But… but your majesty, I beg you to reconsider. What will I be doing there?" Duncan stammered.

"You will make sure everyone stays in line. Duncan, I know you can do it. This is too important. If the snakemen are back we will need Avion's help." Randor used a tone that left no room for arguing. "I myself will be heading to visit the Widgets to see if we will be able to have enough corodite in case… well, just in case."

"I understand, sire. I'll get the men ready." Duncan bowed before leaving.

Randor watched his friend go. He hoped he was doing the right thing.

0o0

Marlena's test run was going smoothly. So far the ship ran perfectly. The experimental lasers were amazing. It blasted through the debris like it was nothing. She almost felt like she was in a video game.

Then without warning the alarms in the ship began blaring.

"Mission control to Lieutenant Marlena Glenn. What's going on?"

"Meteor strike." Marlena tried to keep her voice neutral. She knew panicking was not going to help. The ship suddenly jolted.

"That's impossible! There's not supposed to be meteors within 10,000 kilometers of your location."

"Well, tell that to the meteors." Marlena said dryly.

Another meteor hit the ship. Communications cut out. Her instruments went haywire. She couldn't rely on them anymore. She could barely see out of the glass hatch; she was flying blind. The next meteor sent her ship spinning. As she tried to steady the spaceship she realized that one of her engines was not responding hence making the spin worse. She cut power to the other engine in hopes of stabilizing the ship. When the ship had stopped its gyrating, Marlena turned the engine back on to see if she could steer. It was then that there was a final strike. The ship was totally out of control now. With what little view she had of the outside she realized that she was quickly approaching a planet… it looked like Earth. Could the meteors have knocked her back to her own planet? She didn't know but she did know she was about to crash land.

0o0

Randor was returning from his visit to the Widgets. They had assured him that corodite production was going well and more importantly safely hidden. As he drew near the castle he realized that he was not looking forward to seeing the courtiers and dealing with the marriage issue.

A sound like thunder broke through his brooding. The sound came from the sky. To his horror he saw some strange metallic bird tumble from the sky. It was somersaulting until it seemed to right itself. It teetered in the air and then hit the ground carving out a deep groove. It finally pulled to a stop. Randor ignoring the cries of his guards ran to investigate. As he got closer he could feel the heat emanating from the object. He stopped in his tracks when he saw movement.

The hatch slid opened and a humanoid figure stumbled out. It took a few steps away from its craft, when to his surprise, the humanoid pulled its head off. No wait, it was some sort of helmet and … it was a woman. The woman seemed to be gasping for air before she collapsed on the ground.

Randor snapped out of his stupor when he saw her fall. He ran over to her side and gently picked her up. She was beautiful. His heart seemed to have seized in his chest. Now he was having a hard time breathing. Then the alien stirred in his arms.

"Are you all right? What happened?" were the first things he could think of to say.

"Meteor strike, hit the engines…" The woman rambled on saying things that he couldn't understand until she looked at him in surprise. "Oh, who are you? And where on Earth am I?"

That he understood. "I know not of Earth. I am Randor, king of Eternia."

"Eternia?" The humanoid looked confused. He set her down on her feet. She looked steady enough.

"You need rest. Return with me to my palace. You shall be my guest while you recover." Randor felt giddy as he looked into her eyes.

"But…" The lovely alien protested.

"I think you will find it comfortable and pleasant. In a few days, you will be well and can return to your Earth." Even as he said this he felt a funny feeling in his gut as if someone had punched him.

"I suppose I don't have much of a choice." Marlena said.

Randor frowned. "You always have a choice. I thought perhaps you would like some help…" He was suddenly worried that he had been too forward and that she was pulling away from him.

"No, I didn't mean to… I'm sorry if you thought… I do need help. I'm just a little overwhelmed right now." Marlena didn't know why she felt like she was back at high school. No longer was she the confident captain of a space ship but an awkward teenager.

She took a deep breath to collect herself.

Randor studied her. He wanted to put her at ease." I'll send my men to retrieve your ship. I have a talented person who can take a look at your ship. If there's anything in your ship that you want to bring with you, I'd be happy to get it for you."

Marlena was surprised. A king wanted to get her things? "No, it's all right. I'll do it." Marlena walked back to her ship. Jumping up to the hatch she grabbed a duffle bag that she had stored under her seat. She returned to Randor who now had several men bring over a chariot like vehicle pulled by what looked similar to the horses of Earth.

"My lady," Randor offered his hand. Marlena hesitantly took it. As soon as their hands touched it seemed like electricity flew through them. Startled Marlena actually yanked her hand back as if she was burned. A trouble look flew through Randor's face before it was quickly masked.

"I…I'm sorry." Marlena stammered, "it must have been static…"

"It…it's quite alright. " He assured her. He carefully held his hand out again. She took it again and climbed aboard and sat down on the velvet like seat. Her bulky suit took up much of the space much to her chagrin so that Randor had to squeeze himself in next to her. It couldn't have been comfortable.

But if he was put out he didn't show it. "To the castle." He ordered and the vehicle took off.

0o0

When Marlena saw the castle for the first time, her jaw dropped. She was already impressed by the scenery on the way to the palace but this was in a whole different league. She stared in wide-eyed wonderment at the size and ornate style of architecture. Randor allowed himself to study her as her attention was completely diverted. She was lovely to behold and the questions she had asked him on their drive proved she had a keen mind. Everything seemed to delight her which in turn delighted him. Now watching her obviously impressed by his home he felt his body swell with pride.

"You live here?" She asked almost in a whisper. Before he could answer, she shook herself. "I'm so sorry. That was a stupid thing to say." She blushed prettily.

"No, no, it's not stupid at all. It is rather … overwhelming." He couldn't find the words at the moment. Luckily they were both spared anymore awkward conversation when the vehicle pulled to a stop. A servant pulled open the door and Randor stepped out. He held out his hand again for her. She took it as she continued staring at the high towers and turrets surrounding them.

"It's amazing and beautiful." She gasped.

Like you. He almost said but caught himself in time. Instead he replied, "My servants will take you to your room. I had sent some men ahead to inform them that you were coming. Please, if there is anything you need don't hesitate to ask."

Marlena was about to say that he had done more than enough when her stomach took that moment to betray her.

At the rumbling, Randor burst out laughing. Marlena although mortified couldn't help but laugh as well.

"I guess I can't hide that one." She said in between her laughter.

"I'll send some food up." Randor liked that she didn't take herself too seriously.

"Thank you, your majesty. You have been most kind but I must refrain since I am on an alien planet and don't know how things here could affect me. I have my own provisions for now." Marlena said regretfully.

"I understand. You are right to be cautious." He nodded. "But please call me Randor."

"I... I… thank you, your majesty but it would be unseemly for me to address the ruler of a planet so informally." Alarms were going off in Marlena's head.

Disappointment flooded through Randor. "Whatever you are more comfortable with, Lady Marlena."

Marlena was saved from answering when a servant came and bowed before the king.

"The room for the visitor is ready, sire."

"Please, show her to her room then." Randor commanded.

The servant bowed to his liege before turning to Marlena. He wordlessly took her bag from her and walked away. Marlena assumed that was her cue to follow. She wasn't sure if she was supposed to curtsey or bow before taking her leave. She just turned and smiled shyly at Randor.

"Thank you again." She said before turning to follow the servant.

"I will see you tonight perhaps." Randor wasn't sure why he was nervous as he said this.

"I'd like that." Marlena replied softly before hurrying after the quickly moving man.

Randor watched until she disappeared from sight a slightly goofy smile plastered on his face. Another person watched unamused by this interchange.

0o0

The room was huge. Whatever she was expecting it wasn't this. She was led into a sitting room where the servant put her bag down on a table.

"Will there be anything else?" He asked in a neutral voice.

"Yeah, what's the zip code?" Marlena joked weakly.

"I'm sorry?" The startled man asked nervously.

"Nothing, sorry. I forgot I'm not on Earth anymore. I'm fine. Thank you. That will be all." Marlena knew she had bewildered the poor man.

The servant quickly exited, probably glad to get away from the strange alien.

Marlena sighed. She supposed she should get out of her cumbersome spacesuit and into something more maneuverable. The problem was there was nothing in her duffle bag suited for the occasion. Most clothes brought on were meant to be jettisoned upon reentry so they were not the nicest clothing she had. They were just comfortable which might be what the doctor ordered right now. She started to take off the suit.

Randor walked to his throne room still in a daze. What will he do with her tonight? Maybe show her the gardens? That was always impressive or maybe the library would be more appropriate? She was curious. He was running through several million activities when he almost walked into someone.

"Oh, Lord Baem. Forgive me. I did not see you there." King Randor said tersely. He was slightly annoyed by the interruption.

"No need for apologies your majesty. I do, however, need a word with you." The odious man said.

"Can this wait, Lord Baem?" King Randor was not in the mood to deal with another question on his marital status.

"Actually, sire, it can not, as it deals with the security of our planet." Lord Baem said sternly.

"What are you talking about, Lord Baem?" Randor narrowed his eyes.

"This visitor that you've brought back, what do you know of her?" He asked pointedly.

"She is just someone in need, Lord Baem. We do not turn away ones who need help." Randor did not like where this was going.

"How do you know she is not a spy from the snakemen you are so fearful of?" He questioned.

"She doesn't look like a snakeman." Randor said dryly.

"It could be a trick." Baem was starting to lose his patience as was Randor.

"I assure you Lord Baem, she is not from the snakeman. She is merely a visitor who crashed on our planet and needs help getting home." Randor grounded out.

"Oh so she's going to leave then?" Baem seemed to visibly relax.

Now Randor saw what was going on. "Yes, Lord Baem. She is trying to get home."

"I see, then very well. Provided she will be leaving…"He paused with an eyebrow cocked.

"As soon as her ship is fixed." Randor provided.

"And when will that be?" Lord Baem continued.

"Whenever Man-at-Arms is able to look at it." Randor grew tired of the conversation.

"Which is…" Baem was pushing his luck.

"Enough!" Randor snapped. "This conversation is at an end, Lord Baem. And in the future I would suggest you think before interrupting me about such trivial matters."

"The security of the planet…" He began.

"Is none of your concern. Now good day." Randor pushed passed the indignant noble to get to his throne room. He was now fuming. Leave it to the courtiers to ruin a perfectly good day. What does it matter to them if he wanted to help out a beautiful alien? He knew that Lord Baem wanted to be the father-in-law of the king. But there was no need to worry since she was leaving anyway. At that thought he stopped walking. She was leaving and he would never see her again. The thought bothered him more than he could imagine. He continued walking to the throne room. He didn't even notice the servants open the door for him. He blindly walked to his throne and sat down. The rest of the time passed in a blur.

Is anyone interested in me continuing? I can continue with more details or I can end with an epilogue. It may take awhile to finish depending on time and the fact that my main fandom is Generator Rex.