Power Rangers: Becoming Mighty

Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Power Rangers, Saban and Disney do.

Thank you for choosing "Power Rangers: Becoming Mighty" for your reading pleasure. The aim of this piece is to introduce a whole new take on the original series. With the advent of so many other children-based media being revamped for adult movie goers, I wanted to experiment with creating a plausible script for a reboot of the Power Rangers Universe. Several discrepancies will be dealt with as well as some re-invention of characters, tools, and meanings. No doubt some people will not be happy with what occurs in the story I create (If so, please let me know, you may have a legitimate point).

Our story begins some ten thousand years ago in this very solar system...

Epilogue: The Battle of Mars-

Unlike most planetary systems in the galaxy, the Sol System contained not one, but two planets capable of sustaining life. This fact made the Sol System one of the greatest sources of chemical and biological material. However, the Sol System was located far from any inhabited system and expenses often made the long journey unprofitable. For centuries the system had been disturbed by few scouting vessels gathering data on the flora and fauna of the third and fourth planets, Earth and Mars respectively.

When war erupted across the Galaxy Confederation, Sol went on unperturbed. It would not be until many years of fighting that the war reached the rolling plains of northern Mars. There a young captain by the name of Zordon led his small band of Eltarian warriors to defend the two precious living worlds. Unfortunately, Zordon's defense of the Sol System brought the attention of Lord Zedd, leader of the Evil Invasion. Zordon could not elicit the help of the early humans on Earth for they were too primitive to battle in interstellar warfare. Mercifully, the civilization on Mars had been lost to extinction many decades ago. So, Zordon prepared his defense of Sol on Mars, hoping the line would be drawn there, sparing the inhabitants of Earth a certain demise.

But Zordon was not without hope, for he and his team had discovered a super-energized mineral deep within the Martian crust. With an almost unlimited store of this material, Zordon and his troops believed they could outlast the coming siege.

The attack came without warning. The enemy forces had evaded detection from every sensor, every drone. Zordon and the handful of warriors held their ground for days as waves of enemy soldiers advanced upon the Martian plain. After days without sleep, food, or comfort, Zordon and his men began to tire. After a week, only Zordon and four other warriors stood defending the hidden entrance to their mine shaft.

Suddenly, the attackers halted, their clay figures nearly melting in the heat of Martian mid-day. Then she made her appearance. Her hair wrapped in two cone buns. Her dress lightly armored for one situated on a field of battle. Her staff a lusty blue. A golden top piece that formed a crescent moon with a red jewel the size of a hand entombed on the highest point. She walked with a mean disposition. Zordon and his men stood trembling not out of fear, but exhaustion.

"Presenting her wickedness, the sorceress of Lord Zedd himself!" Announced the golden-clad warrior to her right, "Rita Repulsa!"

"I wondered who Zedd would send here," said Zordon, "I thought it might be Mondo, the one who calls himself the 'King of Machines' or perhaps Master Vile. Instead he sends you, an untested and arrogant brat who wormed her way up the ranks of evil by her father's deeds."

"You will never address her wickedness that way again!" Shouted the golden warrior, whose eyes had literally come alive with red fire at Zordon's words.

"It's alright Goldar," the woman spoke, "He can say whatever he wants, I've already beaten him."

"You beaten me? Ha!" Zordon exclaimed with a booming laugh, "I am sorry Rita but you did nothing to beat me. The forces of Lord Zedd have been fighting for the past week. They are the ones who will receive the worthy praises of Lord Zedd! You shall find no such reward for ensuring the beauty of your appearance, such as it is."

"You think that I have done nothing. I, who have complete command over my followers?" Retorted a now incensed Rita. The red jewel began to glow with a vengeful light. "You, Zordon, a commander of such few warriors, are not worth my time."

"If that be the case, then leave this system. There is nothing here we can attack you with." Zordon claimed as his soldiers nervously looked at the area where the secret entrance was located.

"I would do so, but I'm afraid Zedd wants your head." Rita admitted, "So I'll offer you a deal. Come willingly with me now to Lord Zedd and I will leave you warriors alive on this planet."

"I have a different idea. We battle against one another. My sword against your staff. The first to fall unconscious or surrender loses. If I win, you and your forces leave this system and never return again."

"And if I win?" Asked a curious Rita.

"Then I go without struggle to the throne of Zedd."

"No, Zordon, you mustn't!" exclaimed one warrior.

Seeing the despair in the eyes of Zordon's warriors, Rita pounced, "Agreed."

Turning, Zordon spoke to his warriors, "I have seen too man friend die here. I must end the slaughter. Defend this planet, there is more power here than we can ever allow to fall into the hands of the enemy."

Finishing his orders, Zordon turned to find himself on the edge of a ring of puddy warriors. Rita stood in the center, her hand turning white as her grip on the staff tightened in anticipation.

"Are you ready?" The implied taunt was not lost on Zordon's ears.

And though it seemed that he whispered so softly, everyone on the plain heard Zordon say, "Yes."

The ensuing battle raged across the Martian plains. Legions of puddies were destroyed from the force of the blows. Rita's jewel shown like a burning star. Zordon's sword weaved a tapestry of plunges, feigns, and sweeps. The attacks lasted for hours. Zordon's small shield generator had nearly used up the entire supply of energy stored in the small deposit on mineral he had. Rita's jewel dimmed to the glow of a dying ember.

As the two Martian moons rose in a rare, dual moon-rise, the decisive blows fell. Rita fell back to the protection of a large bolder after a particularly complicated attack by Zordon. Suddenly Zordon's blade appeared in the moonlight. Rita reacted just in time to dodge the swift attack. However her surprised body couldn't out maneuver a small rock and Rita crashed to the ground. Rita coughed out the red Martian dust and moved to stand.

"Drop your staff." Zordon placed the tip of his sword at Rita's neck.

Rita instantly dropped her staff. "I surrender."

"Good, now take you men and go. We want no more disturbances from the forces of Zedd."

"Very well, Zordon of Eltar. But before I go, might I heal the wounds which we have inflicted upon the face of this planet?" Rita inquired.

"Why would you do such a thing?"

"I really not all that bad, I just don't like you goody good-doers." Rita said mischievously.

"Very well. No tricks Rita, or I will disarm you."

As Rita bend down for her staff she allowed a momentary flash of deception across her face. She arose, staff in hand and stone-walled face, and began to chant in a language alien to Zordon. What wasn't alien to Zordon was the effect Rita's spell was having on the ground beneath them. Although Mars wasn't as lush as its sister planet, the vegetation had always been a dark shade of green. Now the blades of grass began to brown and crumble before his very eyes.

"What are you doing?!" Cried Zordon as he turned back to Rita.

"Being evil!"

A bolt of energy struck Zordon in the chest, lifted him, and dropped onto a pile of dead long grass.

"Know this Zordon of Eltar, you are now and ever shall be tied to the fate of this planet. And when all life is extinguished from it, you will die." Rita laughed gleefully at the sight of her aging adversary. "Even now, the years of your life are being drained from you. Ha ha ha!" She turned to Goldar, "Order my forces back into the ships, time for us to leave."

Rita's forces left the dying Eltar and his four companions on the surface of a dying planet to find new sources of power for Rita to take. Unbeknown to Rita, Zordon's warriors managed to save their fallen leader. They used what amount of the energized mineral they had to create a space-time anomaly within a large stasis pod. The warriors placed Zordon's aging body in the vortex and saved his life, though they doomed him to an existence forever locked in the chamber.

At Zordon's request, the warriors constructed a base on Earth so Zordon could monitor the development of humans. They hid this base with sophisticated technology to ensure Zordon's safety from interaction with both humans and extraterrestrial beings. And because they could not stay behind to maintain necessary systems, the warriors presented Zordon with a robotic assistant programed to follow his orders.

After completing all of the necessary work, the warriors left to hunt down Rita and revenge Zordon. Years passed. Zordon spent his days reminiscing over past battles and events that had shaped his life. Each day he lost hope that he would ever see his friends again.

After nearly fifty years since the first attack on Mars, Rita returned. The warriors had managed to trap her and her top lieutenants in a container made completely from the energized Martian mineral. Zordon ordered the capsule buried on the dark side of Earth's moon. The warriors ensured the secrecy of Rita's location. Once again the warriors left, this time never to be seen again.

Zordon began to think of ways to defend Earth if the forces of Evil should ever come searching for Rita. With the help of his assistant, Alpha, Zordon was able to procure a large amount of the energized material. Years passed as Zordon oversaw the designs and construction of Earth's only hope again interstellar attack. He hoped they could finish in time...