An adaptation of the first episode of Mighty Morphin, including elements of the pilot episode. Posted on Fanfiction.net last year, this is an updated version for the Webstation with some minor edits.
Power Rangers and all related characters (c) BVS Entertainment.
AUTHOR’S NOTES (2004)
Power Rangers Beginnings, my first attempt at fiction, is the merging of the original pilot and the aired pilot episodes, “Day of the Dumpster.” So I have to credit the original writers for the story (or lack of). Don’t consider this to be a straight-out “play-by-play” that’s accurate to the source. It’s not. It’s more of a revisionist edition, with a couple of additional scenes and some slight changes.
Despite being posted here recently, this fanfic is REALLY old. I think it was the very first piece I wrote and actually managed to finished – it was mainly done so I could get into the groove of regular writing before I started on taking on original stories. It has its flaws, but it was a start for me, at least.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this first effort.
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In a time of great strife, a legendary interdimensional being known as Zordon came to the city of Angel Grove to establish a vanguard in the never ending struggle against evil.
With the aid of his trusted assistant, Alpha 5, the noble master sought out five extraordinary teenagers and gave them the power to transform into an unstoppable fighting force. In time of great need, the young heroes could now call upon colossal assault vehicles known as “Zords”.
While the identity of the five remained a guarded secret, their courageous exploits soon became the stuff of legend, earning them the title…
Power Rangers…
This is the beginning of their story and how they came to be…
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Jason Lee Scott is a martial artist. Some say he’s one of the best in Angel Grove High School. Good enough that he teaches free classes at the Angel Grove Youth Center. Today, however, he’s attempting another challenge in the local Bowling Alley; maintaining a perfect streak of strikes.
Sitting behind him were his two close friends; William “Billy” Cranston, a 16-year old prodigy wearing thick-framed glasses and blue overalls, and soft-spoken Asian girl Trini Kwan, wearing yellow khakis and a white muumuu shirt. Both were discussing effective means of scoring a strike through mathematics and physics, loudly as to try and disrupt Jason’s train of thought. Like the wise martial artist that he is, he stared down patiently at the group of pins down the bowling lane, blocking all audible senses from his mind. With a stone face, he then stepped forward and rolled the bowling ball down the lane and at a high speed, managed to knock the pins down and score a strike. The pins having been knocked down, Jason’s face glowed and turned to the young boy in glasses and his Asian companion sitting by the desk.
“You see, Billy?” he gloated, “You don’t need complicated equations to score a strike. Just some concentration and skill.”
“Not to mention a high probability of chance.” Billy said suggestively, “Wouldn’t you say, Trini?”
Jason’s eye flew wide open, “What did he say, Trini?”
“You were lucky.” Trini answered calmly and to the point.
“You call that shot lucky?” Jason asked Billy, “That’s kind of natural for me to score several strikes in a row.”
Billy pointed at the bowling lane as another set pins were placed at the end, “Perhaps you would prefer to demonstrate your hypothesis by scoring another successful strike.”
Jason laughed, “Okay! You’re on, Billy my man!”
Jason picked up his gleaming red bowling ball and prepared to bowl. He took a little longer, swirling the ball around as if he’s practicing martial arts katas. Behind him, a young dark-skinned teen greeted people. He approached Billy and Trini, greeted them, and proceeded to sneak up on Jason. As soon as he was in position, he tapped on Jason’s shoulder, startling him. Jason drops the ball and watches as it rolls into the gutter.
Jason turned to see the teen. He then smiled, “Oh, you’re really funny, Zack! I had a perfect game going and you managed to screw it up! Thanks a lot.”
Jason approaches Zack and playfully punches him in the ribs.
“Hey, hey!” Zack yelled. Jason stopped and the two clutched hands. “How’s it been, dude?”
Jason smiled, “Other than the ruined streak, everything’s been peachy.”
“Um… excuse me.”
Jason and Zack turned to the next lane to see a brunette holding a pink bowling ball.
“Do you mind? Some people are trying to bowl a strike over here.” she replied, “namely me.”
Jason and Zack both bowed their heads down. “Sorry, Kimberly,” they both said in unison with a kiddy tone, “we won’t do it again!”
Kimberly Ann Hart, the typical ‘valley-girl’ archtype, sighed and turned her attention towards the pins. She took a step forward and prepared to launch the ball. But instead of launching it towards the pins, she launched it away from the lane and towards a table of punks. The balls lands on a plate of chili, which splatters on a punk.
Kimberly stared at her hand and groaned, “Oooh! I broke a nail!”
The punk who got chili all over him approached Kimberly with two other punks. He violently turned Kimberly to face him and his ruined jacket and shirt.
“You’re gonna pay for this, you klutz.” the punk snarled, pointing at the stain, “so I’m gonna let you have a nice date with me in payment.”
Kimberly weakly pushes the taller punk away, “Sorry, but I don’t date non-humans.”
The punk laughed and approached Kim, “You don’t have a say in the matter.” He then grabbed Kim’s face and motioned in for a kiss, but Kimberly pushes him away and slaps him in the face. The punk is pushed away and crashes onto Billy and Trini’s scoring table. Billy looks at the punk in fear and backs off behind the safety of another table. Trini pushed the punk off the table and unto the floor.
“Don’t you ever learn?” Trini said in annoyance.
The punk got up and stood tall against the shorter Asian girl, “You’re gonna make me, little girl?” he asked.
As a reply, Trini punches the punk in the nose, then delivers several more quick blows to his stomach. The punk falls back and his two friends approach Trini. This prompts Jason and Zack to rush in and deliver flying kicks to the two punks, knocking them to the ground. The punk made his approach towards Kimberly, but she flips over him and picks up her chili-covered bowling ball. She launches it at the punk’s face and connects. The punk flies down the bowling lane and slides until he crashes into the bowling pins.
Billy gets up and assumes a baseball umpire’s gesture, “STRIKE!”
Two punks remain and the blonde punk pops out a switchblade. He strikes with the blade towards Jason, who successfully sidestepped the attack and kicks the switchblade away from the punk, allowing Trini to trip him with a foot sweep.
Billy goes umpire again, “STRIKE TWO!”
One punk remains and Zack delivers several blows to the punk’s ribs. He follows it up with a spinning wheel kick to the punk’s face and knocks him down.
“Strike three!” Billy yelled, extending his arm up. Inadvertently, he hits a punk recovering and quickly turns to see the punk falling flat on his back. The crowd in back who witnessed the attack applauded the teens, especially Billy’s last blow.
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