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Megaforce United

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Saffron-Ranger

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This fanfic is set in an alternate universe, based on the original ending planned for MMPR S1. The original Power Rangers would have sealed Rita Repulsa and her minions back in the Dumpster and gone back to their normal lives. No more Power Rangers would have appeared since then until twenty years later when the Power Rangers Megaforce arrived. The story starts just after the first episode of Megaforce.

Prologue

(Holling Residence, Harwood County)

"Sorry I'm home late!" shouted Jake Holling as he closed the door behind him, "I lost track of time playing Halo with Noah!"

Jake sighed, hoping his parents would buy it. He didn't want to have explain that he managed to become the first Black Power Ranger in twenty years on the first day back at school.

"Anyone home?" asked Jake, "Mom? Dad? Lucy?"

Jake shrugged his shoulders and made his way into the kitchen, if they'd gone out they'd have left a note on fridge like they normally did. Jake smiled slightly at the sight of a note and began to read it.

"Gone to Gran's, be home late," read Jake, "Food in fridge, love Mom, Dad and Lucy."

Jake stuck the note back to the fridge door and opened it, quickly finding what he was looking for. Jake grabbed the homemade lasagne and closed the fridge door. Emptying the contents onto a plate and putting it into the microwave he decided to ring his mom. In reality she was actually his step-mum but she'd been like a mother to him since he was three, his biological mom had died giving birth to his younger sister, Lucy, when he was only a year old.

Jake pulled his phone out his pocket and swore loudly, the screen was shattered and unusable, however it was nothing Noah couldn't fix. Cursing his luck, he knew that it must got broken when before he morphed.

With a loud beep the microwave finished and Jake got his food out. Stopping only to grab a fork, Jake made his way to the living room, flopping down on the sofa and reaching for the television remote. Just before he could reach it, the doorbell sounded, stopping Jake.

"Great, what now?" muttered Jake to himself as he put his food down and stood up.

Jake made his way to the door, unlocking and opening it to find a well dressed man and woman standing outside.

"Hi, can I help you?" asked Jake.

"Hello, I'm Detective Taylor," explained the woman, showing Jake her badge, "And this is Detective Lyons."

"If another one of the soccer squad has done something stupid it wasn't me," replied Jake, used to the idiotic antics his teammates were prone to.

"I'm afraid that isn't why we're here," continued Detective Taylor, "Do you mind if we come in?"

"Sure," answered Jake, opening the door to allow the two detectives in.

With a gesture of his hand Jake guided Taylor and Lyons into the living room, moving his lasagne so they could sit down. The two detective both took a seat of the sofa, with Jake sitting down in the armchair.

"I'm afraid there's no easy way to say this," spoke Lyons, "But we have some bad news."

"It's about your parents and sister," added Taylor, "They were attacked today during the monster attack earlier today, unfortunately they were killed along with three others, I'm sorry for your loss."

Jake frowned, "No, you must be mistaken. My family is fine, they left a note, they went to see my Gran. They'll be home any minute so you liars better leave right now!"

"It is true, they were killed whilst still in the car," explained Lyons, "Your uncle, Ernest Holling, identified them for us."

"No! No! You're lying!" shouted Jake, tears beginning to stream down his face.

The unlocked front door opened and Ernie entered, his mother, and Jake's grandmother, behind him. Ernie quickly headed for the living room and embraced his nephew in a reassuring hug.

"Tell me!" cried Jake in his uncle's arms, "Tell me it isn't true!"

"It is Jake, they're gone," replied Ernie, tears in his eyes too, the death of his brother, sister-in-law and niece hitting him hard, "It's only the three of us now."

Jake broke the hug, only for his Gran, Helena, to gather him in a hug, tears running down her face as well. Jake returned the hug, still distraught.

"Everything's going to be okay, Jacob," comforted Helena, referring to Jake by his full name, "I promise."

The two detectives stood up and walked over to Ernie, who took his hand off Jake's shoulder and offered it to Detective Taylor.

"Thank you," spoke Ernie, shaking the female detective's hand.

"If you have any concerns, just ring the station and ask for myself or Detective Lyons," replied Taylor, "But we'll have head off now."

Ernie nodded and lead the two police detectives to door, closing it behind them.

Helena broke the hug with her grandson and held him by his arms, "I mean it, right now we have to carry on, Jeff or Mai or Lucy wouldn't want any of us to do anything stupid, and I mean you there, Jacob. Don't do something stupid like try to fight the monsters yourself, you're not protected like the Power Rangers are."

Jake suddenly felt the Gosei Morpher in his pocket seem to grow heavier, the Black Ranger would have found the irony of it funny if his family hadn't just been murdered by the very aliens he was meant to destroy.

"We've decided that for now it's best you stay here," explained Ernie as he came back into the living room.

Jake nodded and wiped eyes with the sleeve of his hoodie, "Sure, I'll be fine."

"If you want us to stay we will," offered Helena, putting a hand on Jake's shoulder.

"No, right now I rather be alone," replied Jake, looking down the ground.

"Sure, we understand," comforted Helena, kissing her grandson on the cheek, "Make sure you get some sleep, and you don't have go to school tomorrow."

Jake nodded and hugged his grandmother goodbye, "I'll be good."

"Goodbye," spoke Helena sadly, turning and heading to her car outside.

"You go ahead, I'll catch you up," muttered Ernie to Helena as she passed him.

Jake turned to face the owner of the Brainfreeze, he could tell by the look on his Uncle Ernie's face that he had something to say.

"So you're the Black Ranger then?" asked Ernie, deciding to come straight out with it.

"How did you figure it out?" questioned Jake warily.

"You teleported away in the middle of my smoothie bar, I do have security cameras you know," replied Ernie, "I won't tell anyone, especially not your Gran, but I'm warning you too. Just because you're a Power Ranger, that doesn't mean you should start a vendetta against the monsters that will get you killed, understand?"

"Yes, Uncle Ernie," answered Jake, "Right now, I just want to be alone."

"Fine," spoke Ernie, "But if you need anything just ring."

Jake nodded and turned away, leaving Ernie to sigh and place Jake's change from earlier down on the table.

"Goodnight," added Ernie, turning around and leaving, closing the front door behind him.

Jake slumped down on the sofa, staring as his now cold food, thoughts racing through his mind and tears running down his face. His hands tightened into fists and he kicked the table with his foot.

"I swear," growled Jake, "I will end every single one of those Warstar scum, even if it kills me!"

-Megaforce United-