2026 Author’s Notes
This is the first published version of The Weapon – my first major fanfiction project – that was first posted on the old Webstation and eventually published onto Fanfiction.Net. For those who have read the original 1st draft, you’ll note that both versions have little to no differences until the last couple chapters.
The Weapon would receive a revised edition retitled Wraith a year later.
Disclaimer: The author of this piece would like to state that 90% of the characters featured here are properties of BVS Entertainment Inc and not that of the author. 10% of the characters featured here are original creations of the author. Also, the author understands that this piece automatically negates events that occur any and all PR incarnations that occur after Power Rangers Wild Force. Just thought we should be clear on that.
-o-
Gorah Khan. The wrecked homeworld of the weakened Machine Empire.
The buildings are now charred wreckage of burnt steel and molten lava. The mines and factories spew out flames and light-covering smokes that fill the skies. Within these massive dumps, cogs and other heavy robots deal with the reconstruction and salvage of their battered world, which was crippled after a lengthy battle with the Varox bounty hunters years ago. It resulted in the loss of some seventy million troops and widespread damage to all the cities. This planet had not seen sunlight for quite some time.
In the sky, a light beam cut through the black clouds and struck the charred surface of Gorah Khan. The Cogs observed this light as it grew brighter and brighter. The beam managed to tear the clouds apart, letting sunlight through for the first time. Emanating the beam was a strange sort of battleship; practically round in shape. The beam continued to glow brighter every second. The smaller Cog looked in awe and looked down at the ground, realizing what was going on; the mysterious object was cutting through the planet.
Before panic could occur, the scenery fell part. Giant chunks of the planet flew away as the beam intensified. Debris that was laying around started to levitate from what was left of a ground. A bright flash covered the planet’s volume and when the light cleared, all that was left of Gorah Khan was several chunks of asteroids and metal debris. The battleship flew through the planet remains, ramming through asteroids with hardly a dent or scratch.
-o-
It has been two years since Cole Evans joined with nine veteran Red Rangers in the mission to prevent the corrupt General Venjix from acquiring the massive war zord Serpenterra. Two years since he has learned of others just like him, fighting for a common goal.
Two years since the Wild Force Rangers killed the Orgs for good.
Since then, things have changed. His friends have went separate ways; Alyssa completed her school studies and went on to teach at an elementary school in Stone County. Taylor re-joined the Air Force and is currently fighting a scuffle overseas. Max and Danny travel around the world… doing stuff. The loner, Merrick, also travels to seek answers, leaving Cole to tend with the local animal shelter that was established in Turtle Cove, his current home.
Although he misses his days as a Power Ranger, he is glad that the graver threat to Earth has been eliminated and that he can rest easy.
-o-
The hidden Control Center that was developed is the current headquarters of one Thomas Oliver, who now looks over the network of activity through advanced technology that seemed to have originated on Eltar. The chamber hasn’t changed much in the past seven years since he stumbled across it. It was still advanced despite its age. It consisted of nothing more than three chambers; the main Mission center that held all the intergalactic scanners and communications systems, an equipment room, and a training area capable of creating various holographic opponents at various skill levels.
Although he is not exactly fond of underground bases, Thomas was glad that it was conveniently built under the 20 acres of land that he happened to own, where he eventually built a small house. With the exception of the Black Matter and Serpenterra missions, he has not kept in touch with many of his friends. However, the one person he had kept in touch with frequently was a man who became a right-hand man.
-o-
Andros peeked out the porthole of his personal chamber on board the Astro Megaship Mark-II. He viewed the various stars and nebula that the ship was passing through. He found it hard to believe that all this could have been wiped out had Venjix succeeded in acquiring the massive zord, a zord that took a long time to dig out. Life on board the ship had been quiet for the past year or two. Along with TJ, Zhane, and the faithful robot, Alpha-7, Andros had not encounter any major disturbances. Nor did he have any reason to. So he lied on his bunker and proceeded to fall asleep.
About an hour later, the collision alarm sounded and the ship rocked. Andros woke up almost instantly and proceeded to the bridge while putting on his uniform jacket. When he got there, he viewed the screen, which was indicating that they were in an asteroid field. Andros’ first instinct was to check the sensors and navigation screens. The readings seemed to have stunned him momentarily, but he snapped out of it before TJ and Zhane arrived.
“What happened?” asked TJ, somewhat perplexed.
“We’re in an asteroid belt,” said Zhane as he headed for the helm. He managed to safely navigate the Megaship so that they wouldn’t collide with any more rocks. “I didn’t think there would be an asteroid belt here.”
Andros looked at Zhane dumbfounded, “That’s because there isn’t supposed to be.”
“What?”
“According to this,” the Kerovan explained, “we’re supposed to be passing by Gorah Khan, the scorched homeworld of the Machines. But the planet isn’t there.”
Zhane looked up at the screen and looked at the navigation screen, “But that’s impossible!”
“Serpenterra?” TJ suggested.
Andros shook his head, “Can’t be. The planet was there just last week.”
Zhane stood up and looked at the screen, the asteroid belt that was once a planet, “Could it be possible that there’s another Serpenterra out there that we don’t know about?”
The other two looked at their blonde friend with tension. It is possible.
-o-
Mariner Bay. Once a city bristling with activity. A city known for its clean beaches and monuments. A place that was once home to the Lightspeed Rescue organization that bred the first Power Ranger team designed by humans.
Now the city lays in ruin. In the middle of the streets, a Varox bounty hunter randomly fire energy bolts that take down entire buildings and blow apart human bodies. His screams are incoherent, but his rage is directed at those he sees. In a quick instance, the Varox is shot from behind and knocked on his back. He staggers back to his feet and looks ahead to see six people in multi-colored costumes, each holding a lance with a V-shaped cannon at the end of it. The Varox recognized them to be Power Rangers, though not any he has seen. The last time the Varox had encountered Rangers was when they were working for the Machines in their hunt for the Gold Ranger.
No matter, he thought to himself. He would accomplish his mission.
The Varox ran towards the six. As if realizing the enemy’s next move, the one in Red pointed his weapon at the creature, the others following suit. After a split-second, the one in Silver ordered, “FIRE!” Six continuous streams of beams impacted the Varox’s chestplate, resulting in a series of explosive impacts that sent the Varox hurling towards an automobile. A full minute has passed and the Varox did not move.
“Is he down?” the Blue one asked with concern.
“Of course not, Chad!” the Yellow one said excitedly.
“He didn’t blow up!” the Green one rebutted.
The Red Ranger of the group took a small step forward. Ignoring the Silver one’s warning, he proceeded to approach the fallen Varox, who looks unconscious. The Ranger turned towards the others and gave a thumbs up, which calmed his friends. All of a sudden, the Ranger heard a beeping sound coming from the Varox. He turned and looked down at the corpse, seeing that it was glowing. Electrical surges pulsated from the corpse and the Ranger ran.
“RUN!” he ordered with a hint of panic in his voice.
The Rangers ran from the corpse, but the next thing they saw was nothing but a white light…
To be continued…
