Prologue: Hope For the Future

(Eltar, 2012)

Destruction. Despair. Death. This was all that surrounded Gosei as he ran for his ship, clutching desperately to a chest as debris rained down around him.

"Must escape...must not let them get hold...of the treasure..."

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?"

Gosei stopped in his tracks, his path blocked by the invasion commander. Malkor lifted his axe, soaking in the fear on his foe's face.

"Thank you for making my search much easier. Hand over the chest and I'll give you a quick death."

Gosei's eyes narrowed, raising his morpher.

"Never. Its Morphin Time!"

In a flash, Gosei had morphed into a Ranger like none other. His outfit was completely red, even his visor, which was in the shape of a V.

"With the power of all that is good, Red Legacy Ranger!"

Malkor remained unimpressed, scoffing at what he considered a pathetic attempt at defiance.

"Have it your way."

The two clashed for a while, Malkor's size proving hard for Gosei to work around, with him being thrown about while only managing to get a few hits in.

"To think the great Zordon taught you, and this is the best you can do. No wonder he was destroyed."

"He gave his life for the greater good. And if I must, so shall I! Jungle Beasts, Spirits Unleashed!"

Malkor was caught momentarily by surprise as Gosei glowed, revealing the Red Jungle Fury Ranger. Gosei used the moment to use the Jungle Chucks to wrap around Malkor's axe, pulling it away hitting him with them, although Malkor shook it off quickly.

"Give up! The Armada will win, and you will perish!"

His only answer was the tiger spirit to his face, blinding him long enough for Gosei to transform into Time Force Red and blast him viciously with the vortex blaster.

"Had enough yet?"

"Please. I've had a harder time killing a fly."

Gosei charged in to perform a time strike, but Malkor was faster, hitting him with a massive energy wave that forced him to the ground. Gosei forced himself to his feet...

Only to be struck down by his axe once more, demorphing him and wounding him greatly. For extra measure, Malkor stepped on his chest, breaking ribs and causing him to cough up blood.

"Pathetic. Just for that meager display, I'll leave you alive long enough to see your planet die. Let this be a lesson to you, might makes right every time."

Satisfied that his opponent would not be getting back up, Malkor stepped over to the forgotten chest.

"Finally, the Ultimate Power in the Universe is mine! Now no one can stand up to the might of The Armada!"

Laughing evily, Malkor opened the chest. But what he found was not the treasure, but...

"ITS A BOMB!"

The bomb went off right in his face, taking him and several approaching X-Borgs with it. Gosei staggered to his feet, knowing he didn't have much time left.

"Must get off the planet...Much reach Earth."

Staggering, Gosei limped to his ship, where his robotic assistant was there to greet him.

"Ayi Ayi Ayi, Gosei! Are you alright?"

"There's no time, Alpha. We need to leave the planet, now!"

Nodding, Alpha helped him to the medical bay and piloted the small ship out of orbit under cloaking. After setting it to autopilot, Alpha turned his attention to Gosei, After examining him, Alpha gave him the news he already knew.

"I'm sorry, Gosei, but there's nothing I can do. Your injuries are too great for what little resources we have, and by the time we could find some..."

"Its alright, Alpha. Is the treasure safe?"

"Stowed away below deck. Gosei, I know that we haven't known each other long, but..."

"Fear not, Alpha. Although my physical body may die, my spirit shall live on. Now please, leave me in peace."

Nodding, Alpha left to prepare for the long journey. Feeling his life fading fast, Gosei turned to the small window by his bed, watching as his planet was bombarded to bits.

"I promise Zordon, our sacrifices won't be in vein."