Renewal Force:Time to Shine

 

Senshin Sentai Koushin Fosu!

Synopsis 

A past enemy has returned with vengeance backed by the darkest and most wicked adversary of the Power Rangers.The Rangers may have to pick hard decisions including ending their lives for the sake of the universe.Who are they?.What will the Rangers do about it?

Prologue

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Just after the Power Rangers Dino Charge travel back in time before the extinction of dinosaurs and birth of Dino Charge Zords due to Sledge the Alien Bounty Hunter and his crew detonated the doomsday bomb by killing him just before he does it, afterwards Zenowing the Dino Charge Silver Ranger and Heckyl the Dark Ranger destroy Lord Arcanon and his cohorts Singe, Conductro and Screech before he destroy Planet Sentai 6 with Dark Energem and successfully safeguarding it, Scorpina is driven to the void after her permanent defeat by the legendary Tommy Oliver and his son now officially Green SPD Ranger donning the Dragon Shield.

Lokar the Talos Dimension Master, sensing this drags her back to his side and offers her a chance of a lifetime: atonement journey.He entrusts her with the same Dark Zeo Crystals she used beforehand.

In a dimension of perpetual solar and lunar eclipses; thrice in the first half of the year for solar eclipse and thrice in the second half of the year for lunar eclipse surrounding Earth, a 5 foot 7 inch six-pack Malay-Japanese man is tending to the pineapple garden at his house when he spots a mantis, a scorpion and an owl stopping by at his garden.The morning sun is enveloping his house and himself warm enough for his pineapples grow, ready for consumption.He picks them as usual as he is the only supplier of pineapples in the neighborhood where muslims of different origins bonding over agriculture, technopreneurs and religious knowledge.

He ignores the animals yet relents as they have come to watch him doing his work for pineapples while snacking on the pests of his pineapple garden."Hmmm, I rarely have visitors in this garden.", he mumbles.Upon close inspection, he spots the mantis perching on his mangosteen tree, the scorpion sheltering itself beneath it and the owl, though nocturnal by nature, taking shelter in a medium aviary watching over the mantis and scorpion.

"What's up, girls?. Enjoy your time here.", he greeted the animals while wondering why they come over and watch the garden like a security guard.

Chapter 1 

Mariner Bay has just witnessed the death of Trakeena, a vain insectoid alien princess vengeful towards the Power Rangers for the loss of her father, Scorpius on their hands. The Rangers, with Orion Omega Megazord successfully killed her, who was in a giant purple demonic monstrosity mode. Triskull, her newest general of demonic origins awakens from the blow delivered by Red Lightspeed Rescue Ranger with his Battle Booster. He howls in disappointment upon Trakeena's death.

At Talos Dimension, Lokar raises an eyebrow upon the incident with Scorpina, banished by Rita Repulsa and Lord Zedd keeps pleading for power and strength to Lokar.

After some thought, he speaks in a blend of annoyance and sinister tone, "Do you want power so bad?.Well, I have just what you need, Scorpy.", to Scorpina. She is astounded by the reply and is handed over a black sachet. Excited and humbled, she unveils it which reveals gems similar to Zeo Crystals albeit darker. "It's... it's amazing!. I'm keeping them for my quest against the RANGERS.", Scorpina squealed in a sinister and happy tone. 

Lokar is nonchalant of her reaction.He replies, "Did you see what have just happened?", pointing to the death of Trakeena. Scorpina, with the sachet now neatly tied glanced at the incident. She is flooded with emotions as she witnesses the hand of Trakeena severed by Orion Galaxy Megazord is intact nearby the death site of Trakeena. 

Resolute, Scorpina questions, "What do you really want from ME?". "You're such a annoying part of my 'collection'. You should be done after a special gift is presented to ME.", Lokar answered annoyingly." What is it?", Scorpina queries. Lokar unveils Scorpius, screaming for freedom as he is encased in a box styled with elements of Scorpion Stinger. Lokar hands over the box to Scorpina. "What must I do with this one?", she queries, puzzled by the notion. 

"You're finding the answer to your question alone, not always ALONE. That hand may have the answer you're looking for.", Lokar answered.

With a gesture, he unlocks a portal and drops off Scorpina to the spot where the severed hand of Trakeena is.

Chapter 2

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At the desert of Planet Onyx, a blood red portal opens revealing Scorpina-the warrior scorpion femme fatale who is a woman wearing a carapace helmet and gauntlet with clawed hand on her left arm, yellow and red leotard and carapace boots. She dons a carapace bracelet on her right arm. Her human hair flows from head to the shoulder. She looks like a British-Chinese woman. 

On her back is a fin sword looking like a boomerang, which she occasionally does as the only female general of Rita Repulsa and Lord Zedd. On her left side of the waist is the sachet containing the dark version of Zeo Crystals dangling gracefully.

As Scorpina steps out of the portal, she wonders aimlessly as the sachet blinks restlessly. "Hey!. I'm in-charge here. Don't you disobey ME.", she spat to the sachet. As a possible reply, it keeps blinking in lavender light as it drags the vain scorpion-like female general. Relented, she grunts and follows the direction pointed by it.

She runs so much to the point of exhaustion and hunger."Ugh, I'm hungry!", she moaned.

When she arrives at the place pointed by the sachet, she is stunned and awestruck. She sees a staff with a cockroach encased in amber, it's design is suitable for a insectoid alien princess. Beside the staff, she discovers a motorcycle with a ration pack and a rugged cushion-perfect for commandos.

The staff starts glowing in fainting green and purple light which is responded by the glowing lavender light from the sachet.

Confused with the notion, Scorpina unties the sachet and puts it closer to the staff. The staff, covered in dust due to being abandoned by it's owner, drags itself closer to the sachet emitting a blinding light coloured in emerald green and lavender.

She covers herself from it yet relents as the light fades away. She brushes off the staff and gestures to keep it on her back. The staff, however becomes a double-edged sword of insectoid elements, obvious from it's hilt and scabbard. She sheaths it on her back instantly and tries to start the motorcycle. She tries to three times yet failed. 

Hunger sets in, prompting her to finish whatever is inside the ration pack. She unveils it, which is a dumpling, an apple and dates of alien origin and clear water, still intact. She consumes the pack and full of energy afterwards. She restarts the motorcycle and it's a SUCCESS.

"Yay!!.I did it!.Yay!!", she gestured and squealed in victory over the motorcycle still functioning well. 

Then, she wondered how can the sachet and cockroach staff attract each other.

"Hmmmm...hmmmm.... mmm hmmmm.", the female scorpion alien thinking about it. Minutes later, she has found this idea of combining the staff with some of the gems inside the sachet. Immediately, she activates her monstrosity mode and plucks a part of her tentacles hair. The staff, in sword mode, somehow reacts to the incident by reverting to it's default mode and reaches her right arm, reverting her to her default mode.She uses it to make a knot between the staff and the gems inside the sachet, just a single gem.

She gestures with the newly knotted staff and gem, blasting energy to conjure a portal right from the motorcycle she is owning. She gestures the staff to be the sword and sheaths it on her back.

The portal opens in a matter of seconds and Scorpina revs up the motorcycle, heading to the eventual home of herself and her future family, though not related by blood, yet bound by love and friendship.

Chapter 3

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As Scorpina rides the motorcycle through the conjured portal, she reflected on her past with the space witch, bone themed crimson alien lord and in particular, the lion male alien in gold armour. Although the lion alien, whose name is Goldar do have a witty side, he is so much into bloodlust evident in his willingness to serve the gargantuan demonic alien notoriously known as Dark Specter.

Then, from Talos Dimension she saw Goldar died due to the Z-Wave as Dark Specter Cabal is doomed to fail by the hands of Space Rangers.

At first, she is vengeful towards the Rangers for the entire incident. However, as she reflected on her days at Talos Dimension, she began to understand the reason for Lokar continuously ignoring her. She may know the truth about the dark Zeo Crystals given to her by Lokar, as she only saw the gems as a byproduct of Lokar treating battle scars on his face all by himself.

The sachet is now glowing brightly; blasting energy to open the portal which now leads to the wreckage of Scorpion Stinger. Dumbfounded, Scorpina revs the bike to the site of the wreckage. Upon arrival, she is stunned by the scene of the former home of Trakeena-her eventual sister and best friend. Green slimes scattered throughout the wreckage, as if it means something.

The scorpion femme fatale parks the bike at the hole where the vain insectoid alien princess moved out with her slimes around it, moving to Terra Venture on her kamikaze mission laced with vengeance towards Power Rangers Lost Galaxy for killing her father.

Nowadays, the slimes scattered throughout the wreckage have been hardened and became a boulder of gems in emerald green.

Amazed by the scene, Scorpina picked up the gems as she can only breathe in vacuum for less than 5 minutes. She keeps them in the staff, now in purse mode. "WOW!. Looks like this thing although so shabby, does have some perks after all.", she exclaimed amusement and excitement towards the staff. She enters the wreckage, catching up with her breath.

Moments later, she strolls into the wreckage discovering the cockpit, throne room and a cocoon similar to what she had weaved before except hers are red while it is in blue with black lines covering it. The torn apart marks on it is still evident to this day as she gazes upon it. The green slimes she saw outside before are now green ceramic tiles. "What are you?...What are YOU, really?", she queried as she caresses the Cocoon.

The dark gem in the sachet glows faintly while the green gems in the purse glows faintly, as if commanding something to the femme fatale."What do you really WANT?", she asks in a disgusted tone. She takes a gem from the sachet and a gem from the purse, sewing it, now officially The Cocoon, and it's done.

She keeps the gems back and strolls into the throne room where she spotted a single purple orchid, stomped mercilessly by the vain insectoid alien princess, remains there. She keeps the flower, only left with its petals at a corner just beside The Cocoon.

"What is this place actually?. Why am I driven to this place, so melancholic and spooky simultaneously?.", Scorpina wondered. Suddenly, she is struck by an idea about the wreckage somehow have food untouched by it's crew for so long. She rushes to the kitchen inside and spotted a gross meal of fried insects and remains of the Stingwingers army, Trakeena's foot soldiers who are so dumb yet so obedient, evident during the final days of Lost Galaxy Rangers.

She rushes to the motorcycle parked outside the wreckage and opens a portal with the gems, both the Dark Zeo Crystals and the crystallised green slimes each a piece, now tied to her left hand. She revs up the motorcycle and speeds up to the planet where she began her villainy days.

Back on Mariner Bay, the demon general Triskull is disappointed with Trakeena's death and vows to avenge her. He is still in agony when a reddish portal conjures in front of him, revealing Scorpina riding the bike.

Chapter 4

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At the abandoned Moon Palace, a gust swirling around the chair where the space witch:Rita Repulsa once slept on it so often. The gust swirling erratically, hinting at the arrival of the former tenant to the palace. Seconds later, a flash of maroon light appears revealing Rita Repulsa and Lord Zedd;her permanent husband.

Lord Zedd now looks like a softer version of Lord Drakkon the Dark Lord Ranger-the ravager of Morphin Grid who choose to die for atoning himself. Rita on the other hand, is a sleeker version of herself minus her signature hat because she is currently wearing a bison-themed hat akin to the one from Black Wild Force Ranger.

"Why are we here, Zeddy?.You said we need a new home, NOT THIS!", Rita spat out to Zedd."I have left something about us that needs to be addressed. Did you promise something to her before?!.", he spat back to the space witch. The witch, perplexed by the response, rushes something about a promise she has made to the only female general the couple ever had.

Like a robber, Rita rushes to the room where numerous monsters and grunts named Putties were made in clay. She scatters everything including the ones that stored her magic books. Zedd, sensing her frantic demeanor, helps her out with him founding what might be the one Rita promised to Scorpina.

"Ahhhh!. You found it!. Yippee!!", Rita screaming in joy. "Is this your Magic Wand?.Did you keep lots of this?.WHY?!", Zedd questions Rita in confused manner.

It turns out that Rita keeps a dozen of the crescent motif staff namely Magic Wand in secret. Zedd madly tries to sever them yet stopped by the affectionate kiss from his wife as he himself does only have less than seven spare staffs.

"I did this because our girl general wanted magic powers so much!. You only taught her a bit, Bonehead.", Rita bickers."Yeah.I only taught her the basics, she doesn't need a wand like YOURS.Perhaps.", Zedd responded. His wife bursts into her signature laughter, now laced with joyfulness in atonement compared with it laced with malice before.

"You're funnier than I thought. Common, let's give her this.", Rita excitedly invites her husband who has already packed some of his wife's clothes, now dusty, in magical method to find their only female general. She conjures a portal and rushes to it alongside Zedd.

At Mariner Bay, Triskull now fully spirited, tries to lift the severed hand of Trakeena;first by summoning Ghouls yet failed as the Ghouls are all decimated and by himself yet failed miserably."You!.Bitch!. Help me out with THIS!", he snaps out to Scorpina who is grinning amusingly towards him. She ties up the gems;both from the sachet and the purse with the cut out part of her tentacle hair to the box full of elements of Scorpion Stinger which was given to her by the Talos Dimension Master. She gestures and the box teleports the severed hand and a puddle of green blood and purple skin into itself. "What are you doing?!. You can't do that!. I'm her General!. I'm her General!!", Triskull snaps to Scorpina. She stings his elbow and asks in a serious tone,"You wanna ride?". The demon warrior is silent and Scorpina ignores it, conjuring the reddish portal on her bike and revs up to the former lair of Trakeena. The demon General becomes a ball of plasma and follows suit. 

Unknowingly, the staff with a spider encased in amber-the one Trakeena currently wields-becomes a jump starter powerbank complete with shorter jump starter wires, secretly hiding in the ration pack.

Chapter 5

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At the Temple of Power, Ninjor, the guardian of the Power Coins, sat in meditation, his mind clear but his senses heightened. He felt something stir in the distance, a presence—ominous yet determined—seeking renewal and atonement. It was a force so grim it could overshadow the past darkness, yet there was a thread of hope laced within it. He grimaced, feeling the gravity of the disturbance. 

“What is this? Something powerful approaches... dark but with a glimmer of light, of atonement. Renewal... is coming,” Ninjor muttered under his breath as he shifted into Battle Mode, his armored form bristling with energy.

Suddenly, a figure entered the temple, gliding with grace. She was an alien who appeared as a Central Asian woman, draped in a flowing aquamarine gamis. Her cape swept the floor, and an etles adorned her veil, which shrouded her head and face. Her presence was soothing yet powerful, a reflection of Ninjor’s own inner balance. 

“Husband,” she called softly, her voice laced with concern. “What troubles you?”

“I’ve sensed something...strange. At first, it was faint, but now it grows stronger and nearer. This presence—something between darkness and light,” Ninjor replied, his tone tinged with both caution and resolve.

The woman—Renata, his queen—stepped closer. “Don’t fret, my king. I will gather the others,” she assured him. Ninjor gave her a soft, appreciative smile.

“You are always my precious strength, my Queen Renata,” he replied affectionately.

Renata, with swift grace, moved towards the temple's altar where two other figures were twirling lightly as they cleaned, lost in their tasks. Both were female aliens, as elegant as Renata herself. One resembled Natasha Henstridge, her skin a rich tone, her attire a regal long-sleeved kaftan adorned with a veil that draped down her face and shoulders. The other, reminiscent of Lisa Kudrow, wore a tunic maxi dress with a similar veil, her features softly etched with wisdom and warmth.

“Rosa! Mira! Our king calls for us,” Renata announced with urgency.

The two women—Rosalinda and Miranda—immediately halted their tasks, rushing to their sister-queen’s side. Together, they moved swiftly to where Ninjor stood waiting.

Ninjor gazed at them with appreciation and deep affection. “Ah, my Queen Rosalinda, my Queen Miranda, and my Queen Renata, I need you now by my side,” he greeted them, his voice carrying both the weight of the task ahead and the comfort of their presence.

The women, loyal and steadfast, sat beside him, their eyes filled with determination. “We are your wives and queens. You are our husband and king. Together, we face all challenges,” they said in unison, their voices harmonizing like a choir of strength and unity.

Ninjor smiled, his heart swelling with love for them. He turned first to Rosalinda, the one who resembled Natasha Henstridge. “Queen Rosalinda, have you prepared the matters I assigned to you for this... situation?”

Rosalinda nodded confidently. “Everything is in place, my king.”

Ninjor then turned to Miranda, his gaze steady. “Queen Miranda?”

“I’ve secured all logistics and supply chains, ensuring that we have what we need to address this,” Miranda replied with a smile of assurance.

Finally, Ninjor looked to Renata, his first and dearest queen. “Queen Renata?”

“I’ve coordinated all other aspects of our plan, my king,” she responded.

Ninjor nodded with satisfaction. “Excellent. We must now contact the Rangers and make sure they are prepared for what is to come.”

The three women, bound to Ninjor by love and duty, stood firm beside him. “Though we are not related by blood, we stand as one with you, husband. We will face this together.”

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Meanwhile, at a bustling resort owned by none other than Farkas Bulkmeier and Eugene Skullovitch—better known as Bulk and Skull—the two men were in a state of panic.Their usually peaceful lives as resort owners had just been disrupted by a sudden video call they did not expect. On the other end of the line was the owner of the Master Morpher—a figure whose importance had not escaped them. 

Bulk hurriedly answered the call, and the face of a woman—the original Mighty Morphin Pink Ranger herself—appeared on the screen. Without delay, she summoned her husband, the legendary Ranger, and her sister-wife to join her.

Moments later, the screen was filled with the shocked faces of the trio as they saw not only the Rangers’ contact but Ninjor himself looking back at them.

"Ninjor?! What’s going on?”, Tommy stammered, his voice barely hiding his shock.

On the other side, Ninjor wasted no time. “We have much to discuss, Tommy. A threat approaches, and it’s one that involves not only the Rangers but all of us.” 

The weight of his words hung in the air as Tommy and his wives prepared to listen closely, knowing that whatever was coming would require their full attention. The scene was set for a battle that would intertwine past and present—a renewal that would bring both old and new forces together in the fight for redemption and atonement.

Chapter 6

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At a cave, spooky yet soothing, six females in a armour dress, boots and capes flowing from the shoulder to the floor, horns one for each, protrusions on their heads facing backwards:three of them have fan-like protrusions and the other three have fang-like protrusions;all of them face backwards, are exchanging banter when they sense an ominous aura.

"What is it, Sister Elyndra?. You're so frantic today.", asked one of the six females to their 'sister', Her voice carrying the weight of concern.Elyndra, a female wearing a blue armour dress and a white underskirt, a red cape draping from the chest and shoulders to the floor and black boots. She has a white skin with blue highlights, fan-like protrusions facing backwards adorned with earrings, a gem on her forehead, white clawed hands with blue highlights, red blinkable eyes and blue lips covered by a thin black veil. She is frantic by the aura yet regained composure due to her staff-a black staff with five petals covering a red ceramic ball powered by a blue crystal ball a few inches below just at the middle of the staff-in hand.

"Thanks, Sister Zelda. I have sensed this aura for so long. I'm sorry for keeping this a secret because I thought it is just a Org thing.", Elyndra answered, gazing at Zelda - a female Org wearing a lavender armour dress, black boots, a white underskirt and a green cape draping from the chest and shoulders to the floor. She has white skin with green highlights, fan-like protrusions facing backwards adorned with earrings, a gem on her forehead, white clawed hands with green highlights, red blinkable eyes and green lips covered by a thin black veil. "You're welcome, Sister Elyndra.I've also sensed that too. My Sisters, what should we do about it?", Zelda replied with her staff-a white staff with three petals binding a colourless crystal ball-in hand.

"We are always Org Sisters. Whatever challenges ahead, we shall face them together.", spoke a female Org wearing a green armour dress, black boots and a blue cape draping from the chest and shoulders to the floor. She has a white skin with blue highlights, fan-like protrusions facing backwards adorned with earrings, a gem on her forehead, white clawed hands with blue highlights, red blinkable eyes and blue lips covered by a thin black veil.Her voice carrying assurance as she stands up, a staff similar to Elyndra's in hand. "Thank you for the speech, Big Sister Seraphina.We know who to call, right?.", replied the Org wearing the blue armour dress. The others including the ones with fang-like protrusions facing backwards on their heads nod. By knocking the butt of their staffs on the floor, they vanish in a flash of purple flame.

At Scorpion Stinger, Triskull the demon general of Trakeena has just arrived by following Scorpina who rode the motorcycle left dusty at Planet Onyx. She dismisses him because the demon general is appalled by the scene of the insectoid alien queen's former lair. Lots of wrecked stuff everywhere in the lair yet some are renewed miraculously. The scorpionic female general of Rita Repulsa and Lord Zedd is scouring the outside when she stumbled upon the remains of Stratoforce Megazord and Centaurus Megazord.

"Why are you doing this, cockroach?.Why?.I know I'm similar to you but I won't be so mean like what you did to these Zords.Why, cockroach?.Why?.", she uttered to the cockroach staff which Trakeena had wielded before. She may not recognize the owner of the staff yet she knew some lines should never be crossed. Perhaps she may have a hand in helping out the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers defuse the doomsday machine Rita had setup before.

Triskull on the other hand, panted. His breath carries the weight of doubt and determination, unusually occur to a demon warrior as most of them never resort to space travel at the first place. He looks at the sting mark left by Scorpina, now reduced to a sore. He spits out saliva and rubs it which pops out of his elbow, becoming a purplish pebbles. Scorpina who has just been back from looking at the remains of Stratoforce and Centaurus Megazords asks the demon general, "Who are you?.Why are you so into the one that left this staff?.", her voice carries assertion complimented by the cockroach staff in hand. "All I know is that she wants to have her powers again. She has what I want most from a Boss.", Triskull the demon general who has skulls on protrusions from his head facing horizontal, demonic wings, a big scar on his body, demonic hands and legs, quite pleasant eyes and teeth except he has no lips at all. A chain works like a sash wrapping his body.A spiky yellow collar wraps his neck.He always carries a double-edged bone sword and a skull wand."Oh really?. She's a jerk.A JERK.", Scorpina spat at Triskull.

Surprised, he conjures his skull wand and Scorpina gestures with the staff unboxing magically the severed hand of Trakeena and the purple puddle now becoming a blackish green and purple pebbles. The former generals are about to begin something when she decides to wait due to the box she carries vibrating erratically.

Chapter 6  

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In the eerie yet oddly comforting cave, the six armored females moved with purpose, their horned heads standing tall as they bantered among themselves. Each step they took echoed through the dimly lit space, reverberating against the stalagmites and shadows that danced along the walls. The sisters shared a sacred bond, and yet, something was unsettling today—an ominous presence, thick with uncertainty and danger.

Elyndra, visibly shaken yet composed, clenched her black staff, the glowing crystal at its center pulsing in time with her racing heart. Her blue-hued armor caught the flickering light, giving her an otherworldly glow as she addressed her sisters.

"It's not just me, Zelda," Elyndra replied, her voice tinged with urgency. "This... this aura—it’s nothing like what we've faced before. It’s darker, but not entirely evil. I thought it was just an Org trick, but it’s growing stronger."

Zelda, with her lavender armor gleaming and fan-like horns adorned with delicate earrings, furrowed her brows. She could feel it too, the strange pull, like a force beyond their comprehension was nearing. 

"Sister Elyndra, your instincts are rarely wrong. We must act swiftly," Zelda replied, her voice steady, though concern laced her words. She gripped her own staff, the pale crystal ball within it glowing faintly.

Seraphina, the eldest among them, rose to her feet, her green armor shimmering like emerald in the low light. Her cape billowed softly as she strode forward, a sense of calm confidence radiating from her.

"We are Org Sisters," Seraphina declared, her voice ringing with authority. "Whatever this presence is, we will face it together, as we always have. We must find out what it is and how it may impact us."

As the sisters prepared for their next move, the air around them crackled with energy. With a synchronized knock of their staffs to the ground, they vanished in a flash of purple flame, ready to face the unknown.

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Far from the cave, deep in the desolate lair of Scorpion Stinger, Triskull stumbled in the wreckage, following Scorpina closely. The lair, once buzzing with life, was now a ruin—a hollow, forsaken place. Scorpina scowled at the sight before her, taking in the broken remnants of what once was the lair of Trakeena, the feared insectoid queen. 

The remains of Stratoforce Megazord and Centaurus Megazord lay in heaps of scrap, battered and dismantled beyond recognition. Scorpina, her golden armor gleaming against the dull, decaying surroundings, gripped the cockroach staff—Trakeena’s staff—with both anger and disgust.

“Why? Why did you do this?” Scorpina murmured bitterly, her voice low as she stared at the wreckage. “She crossed too many lines. Even I have limits.”  

Her expression hardened, as if remembering the times when she stood on the line between loyalty and disdain, much like now. She couldn’t comprehend why Trakeena had brought such ruin to these Zords—tools that should have been respected, not destroyed. 

Behind her, Triskull panted heavily, his demonic form scarred and bruised from the arduous journey. His once pristine wings were tattered, and his breath came in ragged gasps. He spat onto the ground, the saliva crystallizing into purplish pebbles as he rubbed the sore mark left by Scorpina’s sting.

"I ask you again, demon—why are you so obsessed with the one who wielded this staff?" Scorpina demanded, her voice sharp, her grip tightening on Trakeena’s discarded weapon. 

Triskull sneered, his skeletal features twisting into something that resembled a smile. "She has something I need—something only she can give me. Power. Purpose. The strength to serve a true master." His voice, though demonic, had a tinge of desperation—an odd mixture of loyalty and a thirst for vengeance.

Scorpina laughed bitterly. "Power? She’s nothing but a tyrant! A monster who’s destroyed everything in her path, including her allies. You think she’ll give you what you want? She’s a jerk, Triskull. A jerk who will betray you the second you serve her."

With a sudden wave of her hand, the severed hand of Trakeena—stored in a box—appeared before them, vibrating erratically. Blackish-green and purple pebbles materialized on the floor, remnants of Trakeena’s lost power.

Both Scorpina and Triskull stared at the box, their eyes filled with anticipation. Whatever they were about to unleash, it would change everything. The question was: would it be for better or for worse?

For now, they waited. The time for action was close, but patience was the key. Something dark was brewing, and it would soon reveal itself.

Chapter 7 

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Inside the box full of elements of Scorpion Stinger, the insectoid alien princess;now officially Queen Trakeena had a somewhat heated heart-to-heart session with her father, Scorpius.

Her voice;a melody of anguish, sorrow and happiness, echoes in the void which is actually the inside of the box carried by Scorpina. Scorpius on the other hand, speaks in a voice, harsh and beastial yet carried the weight of disappointment and and happiness as he tried to explain everything to his daughter;the vain insectoid alien princess.

He is puzzled by the fact that he is somehow had been foolish to believe that an alien cyborg so convincing and smart turned out to be such a master of manipulation and deceit. Trakeena, appalled by the fact tried to recall everything she saw and may have seen about the cyborg. Outside the box, Scorpina gently touching the box as if listening to the echoes in the box. She is paused for a while when two figures she knew too well appear from a lightning flash.

"Master Rita?. Master Zedd?. Masters?. What are you Masters doing here?. I thought you want to conquer Earth.", Scorpina asks in a surprised tone.She approaches Rita and Zedd who are already perplexing Triskull the demon general. Noticing it, Zedd glares at the general voicing his disdain to the general. The general is voiceless as he realizes how powerful Rita and Zedd by just sensing their aura. "We will deal with everything here later, Rina my Princess.Let's reconcile, shall we?.", Rita spoke first in a tone of regret. "Yeah, Rina. You're actually the best princess we ever have. We've got something for you.", Zedd chimes in.

Sobbing, Scorpina replied with a tone of anguish and happiness as she is revealed that Rita and Zedd did taught her some magic yet halted halfway through due to the shenanigans of Dark Specter the demonic alien behemoth and Master Vile, father of Rita Repulsa specifically. Tears start to flow from Scorpina's eyes.Some of them drops to the box she carried and the rest is absorbed by The Cocoon, which begins to fix itself, astonishing Rita and Zedd. Moments later, since the reconciliation of Rita Repulsa, Lord Zedd and Scorpina turned out to be awesome for it's closure:the eventual graduation of Scorpina from the school of magic administered by Rita and Zedd.

Now that Scorpina's tears has soaked in the box, the void which resides Trakeena and Scorpius trembles as the father and daughter tries to reconcile with each other.The void stops trembling upon the father and daughter have been hit by a realization: The alien cyborg is the true culprit to the broken bonds between both of them and the downfall of their army. The Power Rangers may have to be convinced in quite a difficult manner, though they would be ok if the truth and real deal on the cyborg-now revealed as Deviot- the name uttered by Trakeena oftentimes in her reconciliation act with her father, Scorpius.

Zedd, sensing perplexity from Triskull voices out,

"Yo Skull. What brought you here?.". Triskull replies, "I only want to find my lost family. I became her general because she has what I want most from a Queen. She behaved like my lost wife.", his tone carrying the weight of reasoning and nostalgia while pointing to the Powerbank with jump-start cables now becoming the current staff Trakeena wields."Oh really?. You're not in the right place, Skull.She's so vain, only cares about her beauty and powers.", Zedd responded nonchalantly. 

"May I help out with everything here, Lords?.", Triskull voices out his offer to help out. "Just guard and give me your wand. We may need some magic from it.", Zedd answered mockingly to Triskull. Triskull hands over his skull wand and begins guard duty with his bone sword. "Ready girls?.", Zedd queries Rita and Scorpina who has both staffs of Trakeena and her severed hand.

Immediately, they stack the hand bedside The Cocoon and the staffs tied along with the hand. 

Rita, Zedd and Scorpina began a ritual of resurrection of the eventual sister of Scorpina and perhaps, princess for Rita and Zedd." Thank you for being my Masters.", Scorpina voices gratitude to Rita and Zedd.

As the ritual is about to commence, a booming voice pauses the ritual. From a wall of ripple, six female Orgs better known as the Org Sisters have arrived. Their presence, regal and commanding serenity, are noticed by Scorpina, Rita Repulsa and Lord Zedd. Triskull trembles as he knows the Sisters as much as a kid knows his neighbourhood. Seraphina the eldest Org Sister carries a jewel tied as a necklace on her staff. The jewel radiates sorrow, forlorn and hope to a new beginning of renewal possibly.

"Rita!. Zedd!. Long time no see.", Seraphina greets the couple.

Seraphina’s voice carried the weight of history as her eyes gleamed with the mixture of joy and apprehension at seeing Rita and Zedd once more. Behind her, the five other Org Sisters stood tall, their presence immediately recognized by Scorpina, whose grip on Trakeena's staff tightened.

"Seraphina," Rita replied, her tone slightly hesitant, "It's been a while indeed. What brings the Org Sisters here?"

Zedd crossed his arms, his glowing red visor narrowing as he observed the regal figures. "And why now, after all these years?"

Seraphina stepped forward, her cape flowing like a river of energy behind her. "We have felt a disturbance—an imbalance in the forces of power and renewal. It has drawn us here. We sense a shift coming, one that may change the fate of more than just you and your schemes, Zedd."

"Schemes?" Zedd scoffed, though there was a hint of unease in his posture. "We're simply...restructuring."

"You call this restructuring?" Elyndra, one of the younger Org Sisters, stepped forward, her blue eyes locking onto the staff of Trakeena. "You’re meddling with forces that even you, Rita, should know better than to tamper with. We know what lies within that box... and the powers it can awaken."

Scorpina, feeling both emboldened and nervous by the sudden appearance of the Org Sisters, took a step closer to Rita. "This is about more than just Trakeena. We're on the verge of something monumental."

"Monumental, indeed," Zelda, another Org Sister with lavender highlights and piercing eyes, interjected. "But monumental destruction, or monumental renewal—that is the question."

Rita’s eyes narrowed, glancing briefly at Zedd, who merely grunted. "We are trying to bring balance back in our own way," she said defensively. "Scorpina deserves to complete her journey. Trakeena deserves... a second chance."

Seraphina sighed, her staff glowing slightly as she glanced at her sisters. "Second chances are not always given, Rita. They are earned. What has Trakeena done to earn such grace?"

At this, the box in Scorpina’s arms trembled again. The voices of Trakeena and Scorpius inside echoed faintly, as though they too were listening to the conversation beyond their void prison. Scorpina's face twisted in frustration as she looked down at the box, unsure if the answer would ever come.

"This isn't just about her!" Scorpina snapped, her voice breaking slightly with emotion. "It’s about all of us. The pain we’ve been through, the betrayals, the losses—don’t we deserve a chance to make things right? You may see this as selfish, but I… I see hope."

There was a heavy silence. The Org Sisters exchanged looks, their expressions unreadable as they weighed the sincerity of Scorpina’s plea.

Seraphina, after a long pause, tapped her staff on the ground. "Perhaps there is a path forward, but it will not be easy, nor without sacrifice."

Zedd’s visor glowed brighter as he stepped toward the Org Sisters, his impatience bubbling to the surface. "We don’t need your permission to do this. Whatever sacrifice it takes, we'll handle it."

"Then handle it wisely, Zedd," Seraphina warned, her tone soft but edged with power. "Because if you awaken forces that are beyond your control, even we may not be able to stop them."

Rita, sensing the tension, took a deep breath. "We aren't enemies here, Seraphina. We’re trying to restore what was broken."

"And that’s why we are here," Elyndra said, her voice less harsh than before. "To ensure that whatever you resurrect doesn’t destroy more than it creates."

Scorpina looked from the Org Sisters to Rita and Zedd, then down at the box in her arms. The echoes inside had quieted, as if waiting for the next step.

"We're ready to begin," she whispered.

Seraphina nodded, her expression unreadable but calm. "Then let us see what fate has in store."

As the Org Sisters took their places, forming a circle around Rita, Zedd, and Scorpina, the ritual resumed. The air crackled with energy, and the cocoon pulsed with a strange light. The severed hand of Trakeena began to twitch, as if life was slowly returning to it. 

From within the void of the box, Trakeena’s voice grew louder, her sorrow and anger melding into something stronger. Scorpius, too, seemed to grow more restless, his beastly voice filled with anticipation.

Zedd raised his hands, his booming voice leading the ritual chant. Rita followed suit, her staff glowing brighter as she uttered words of ancient magic, summoning the powers needed to bridge life and death.

As Scorpina closed her eyes, her heart filled with a mixture of hope and fear, she could feel the moment drawing near. She only hoped that whatever came out of the ritual would be more of a sister... and less of a monster.

And then, in a blinding flash of light, the cocoon split open.

Chapter 9

Days earlier, before the resurrection of Trakeena, the Org Sisters made their way to a valley, the site where a notorious ninja alien cyborg in full blue had been defeated by the Black Overdrive Ranger of the Power Rangers Operation Overdrive. The six sisters, led by Seraphina, Zelda, and Elyndra, are accompanied by three other Org females. These three—Evanora, Theodora, and Ophelia—bear two fang-like protrusions pointing backward from their heads. Their almond-shaped ochre eyes twinkle beneath their black veils, and they wear armor dresses, each one distinct in color and design. Evanora is clad in an aquamarine armor dress with a teal long cape, Theodora in golden brown with a scarlet long cape, and Ophelia in navy blue with a jade green long cape. Each of these three wields a long scepter adorned with a black gem on their foreheads.

The fan-like protrusions of Seraphina, Zelda, and Elyndra mark them as the wielders of short scepters. As they scour the valley, their scepters emit a faint glow, sensing the presence of a mysterious power. Suddenly, Evanora cries out in excitement, “Sisters! I’ve found it!”

Zelda, ever cautious, steps forward, asking, “Really, Evanora? Where?”

Evanora points to a crater. “Right here! The item is still intact.”

The sisters hurry to the crater, where an ancient gem lies dormant, pulsing with dark energy. Seraphina, ever vigilant, steps forward. “The Jewel of Darkness. This is the one we’ve been searching for. Its powers are immense, capable of sealing almost anything. We must claim it now!”

The rest of the sisters nod in agreement, though Theodora voices her concern. “I heard something earlier, sisters. Did you hear it too?”

Elyndra reassures her. “Yes, Theodora, we heard it. Let’s approach the source of the voice carefully.”

Ophelia, still anxious, asks, “Can we do it now?”

The other sisters respond in unison, “Don’t worry, Ophelia. We will approach it as we head to the PLACE.”

Reluctantly, Ophelia agrees. Together, the six Org Sisters vanish in a ripple of water, with Seraphina holding the Jewel of Darkness on her scepter.

Inside the gem, an owl-like Kunoichi stirs restlessly, unaware of her surroundings but able to hear the voices of Evanora, Zelda, and Seraphina faintly speaking to her. Though their words are tinged with snark, they offer her a ration pack, which she devours ravenously, her body halfway to frailty. She remains ignorant of her fate, not knowing that she is on the path to an unexpected future filled with love, acceptance, and a bond similar to that of Scorpina.

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Meanwhile, in another realm:

In the celestial domain, Ninjor and his wives—Renata, Rosalinda, and Miranda—exchange silent glances. Ninjor, sensing the weight of the moment, speaks with a voice heavy with regret. “I apologize, Queens Rosalinda and Miranda, for casting you two aside. You, along with Queen Renata, are my dearest. I have strayed from my pledge to preserve the bond we share. But I will do everything in my power to be the husband you deserve.”

His words resonate with sincerity, and his wives, in perfect harmony, embrace him. “Never, EVER make one of us your dearest,” they say as one. “We are ALL your dearest.”

The chamber echoes with their laughter—a strange yet meaningful sound to Ninjor, who they lovingly refer to as "My King." Their laughter, like a melody, rings through the halls: “MMMMMhmhmhmhmhmhmhmhmhm.”

In the tranquil serenity of their celestial domain, Ninjor sat in the center of the great hall, his wives—Renata, Rosalinda, and Miranda—seated around him. The tension between them from earlier had eased, but an air of unease still lingered. The laughter that had filled the chamber moments ago was now replaced by silence, each of them lost in thought.

On a marble pedestal before them sat a simple, unassuming wooden box. Its aged exterior contrasted sharply with the power it held within. The box, adorned with ancient runes, had been discovered by the queens days earlier in the deepest, most sacred corner of Ninjor’s temple. They had yet to understand its significance, but each of them felt the pull of something far more profound, almost as though destiny itself was intertwined with its contents.

Breaking the silence, Renata was the first to speak, her eyes gleaming with curiosity. “My King,” she began, her voice soft but steady, “we’ve sensed something strange in the air for days now. Ever since we discovered this box, it feels as if the balance of the universe is shifting.”

Rosalinda, ever the tactician, nodded in agreement. “Yes, and not just any shift. It’s subtle, but there’s an undercurrent of something darker at play. Whatever this box contains, I feel it is tied to forces we have not yet encountered.”

Ninjor glanced between his queens, his expression serious yet calm. “I’ve felt it as well. The air is thicker with uncertainty. But I assure you, my Queens, we will uncover the truth.”

Miranda, who had been silent until now, gestured toward the box. “Perhaps the answers lie within. We have delayed long enough. Let us see what the box holds.”

Ninjor stood up, his azure robes flowing behind him as he approached the pedestal. With a flick of his hand, the ancient box opened, revealing three Power Coins nestled inside. Each coin was etched with an emblem: a mantis, a scorpion, and an owl. The coins shimmered faintly under the ethereal light of the chamber, radiating an energy both mysterious and familiar.

Renata, her voice filled with wonder, gazed upon the coins. “These symbols... They resonate with us, don’t they? The mantis, the symbol of patience and precision... It feels like it belongs to me.”

Rosalinda stepped forward, her hand hovering over the scorpion coin. “The scorpion... A creature of fierce loyalty and deadly protection. It calls to me, as though it has always been mine.”

Miranda, her eyes locked on the owl coin, spoke softly. “The owl... A symbol of wisdom, vigilance, and mystery. I feel its connection to me deeply, as if it has guided me all along.”

Ninjor watched them carefully, his mind racing with thoughts. “These coins... they were once used by warriors of old, those who served alongside the Power Rangers long before our time. They carry within them ancient power, bound to their wielders by fate itself.”

Renata picked up the mantis coin, feeling its weight in her hand. “So what does this mean for us? Why have these coins appeared now?”

Ninjor sighed, turning his gaze toward the far horizon. “I don’t know yet, but it’s clear that something greater is unfolding. The balance of good and evil is in flux. And these Power Coins... They were meant for you, my Queens.”

Rosalinda, gripping the scorpion coin, frowned. “It’s no coincidence that we found these at the same time we’ve sensed the disturbances. I fear that the forces out there—those we have yet to face—are growing stronger.”

Miranda, holding the owl coin delicately, whispered, “And with them, perhaps, comes an even greater enemy. One we are not yet prepared to meet.”

Ninjor placed his hands gently on their shoulders. “We will be ready. No matter what comes our way, we stand together. You are not just my queens—you are warriors, chosen by fate to wield these coins. Whatever challenges lie ahead, we will face them united.”

As they stood together, a ripple of energy passed through the chamber, a faint hum resonating from the Power Coins. Each of the queens felt the power stir within them, as though the ancient forces bound to the coins were awakening, recognizing their new bearers.

Renata, her eyes narrowing, looked toward the box, as if expecting something else to emerge. “But these coins... they hold more than just power, don’t they? There’s something about them. Something we have yet to understand fully.”

Ninjor nodded solemnly. “The coins are part of a larger puzzle, one that connects to the very essence of the Org Sisters and the threats they represent. We must remain vigilant, for the time will come when these powers will be tested. And when that time arrives, you must be ready to embrace your roles as the queens of a new legacy.”

A sense of purpose filled the room. Ninjor and his queens exchanged glances, each of them knowing that the path ahead was uncertain, yet bound by fate. Whatever the future held, they would face it together, empowered by the ancient magic of the Power Coins and the unbreakable bond they shared.

In the distance, the air crackled as the ripple of energy spread beyond the temple, across realms and dimensions, slowly making its way toward a valley where the Org Sisters carried with them the Jewel of Darkness, unaware of the new forces now preparing to challenge their growing influence.