The moment the others escaped the cave, Bryan activated something in his Morpher. A bright light.....
......
Akihito's eyes blinked rapidly in order to adjust.
Some odd Technological area. In the center, a floating head-tube-thing. That must have been the 'Zordon' that Creed had told him about.
An odd-looking robot came up to Akihito. Akihito tried to shoo it away, but one of the othrs told him that the robot was called Alpha.
"Oh, it's just a flesh wound. Ai, yai, yai. You kids always get yourselves hurt. Let me take care of it. I'll make him better in no time!"
He was hesitant, but he decides to let the robot perform it's function, getting up to stand next to Bryan.
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"Oooohhh....."
Creed struggled to open his eyes.
He tried to sit up, only for the first thing he sees, Zordon's little helper, to usher him to lay back down.
"No, no, no! Not just yet! I have to make the bandage!" Alpha shouts.
"Where are the others?" Creed asked emotionlessly.
"Zordon is talking to them now in the Main Chamber; Your'e in the Medical Ward." Alpha says. "The Rangers brought some strangers witrh them. Is one of them yours?"
"Yeah." Creed says, laying back down on what he thinks is a bed. "Akihito, my friend. Any others I'm clueless about."
"Hmmm....You were lucky." Alpha says. "Nobody's ever survived a head-on attack from an enemy un-morphed and live to tell about it.....Especially Necro of ALL things."
"Hmph." Creed snorts. "I have things to do...and revenge to exact. No space alien in red spandex is going to take my life....."
Alpha rolls next to the bed, a wite cloth hanging from his right hand. (pincer?)
"A hateful heart isn't the healthiest of lifestyles, y'know." Alpha says. "Turn on your'e right side, please."
As Creed turns oin his side, he lets out another undignified snort.
"I can't believe I'm being lectured on Human emotions by a Robot!" Creed says. Data from Star Trek: The Next Generation this abomination was not.
"Hey, I was talking to Humans while you were still an apple in your mother's eye!" Alpha says, as he applies the bandage to Creed's arm, positioning it to engulf the entire wound. "But I know how it feels. I've seen people consumed by revenge before....It's tragic, really."
"Can the motivational speeches, Alpha." Creed says. "Now do you mind telling me why Zordon's been sending us around like lab rats?"
"Um......Your wound's all patched up!" Alpha says, a defensive tone in his voice. "Necro almost cut your vein. It took some doing, but your'e arm will be good as new with a day's rest. And no more bravado! That arm'll fall off if something like this happens again!"
Creed understood that Alpha was just trying to be nice. He didn't sense any evil in the android's tone. Pressuring him was useless.
Soka sits up from the bed, as he lets out a stressful sigh.
"You aren't gonna tell me anything, are you?" Creed asks.
"Nope. I can't. Zordon's orders." Alpha says. "I wish I could; I really do."
Part of Creed wanted to mangle this thing until it squeaked the info out; like a pinata. But the smart part of him knew better. Alpha was just Zordon's help. If anyone was to tell him anything, it would be the head honcho himself. Creed was being too hard on the little guy.
"Sorry for the coldness." Creed says, doing his best to avoid the android's gaze. "I'm just....not used to the mushy talk."
"Oh, I'm used to it...." Alpha says, rolling closer to Creed. "Just remember that you have friends now. There's no need to be a lone wolf."
"Hmph."
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"Glad....to see you all are back...."
This supposed leader of the Power Rangers didn't look happy to see them. Something was off.....
"We are not all back Zordon as you can see...."
"Yes, that is a tragic thing that happened. I am sad, I want to cry. I want to take a shit now.....But I cant. WHAT THE bonk!!. Necro has more wins than me..."
Akihito launches a silent look at Bryan, who has the same reaction. What the f**k was he just hearing? 'Has moree wins' is NOT something Akihito expected a 10,000-year-old whatever-Zordon-was to say. That's something he'd read in 'Vogue' or something....
"He is dead, but being reborn comes a second life. With a new life comes great wisdom. Kabir is in the fight of his life right at this moment, but dont worry Rangers. I am sure Kabir will persevere."
THAT made more sense for a......'thing'....of Zordon's age. But then again, This was Akihito's first time meeting him, so there was no point in judging the man.
"Cut the BS, Zordon, what is going on here?! Also, you never spoke about a mission until we went inside that secret door. What mission, are you exactly talking about?"
Good question.
"Seems you guys received a message I sent out about 10,000 years ago which was now recently received......."
"Why would you send a message from the past that would be received a thousand years to the future?"
Zordon was hiding something. And he had no intentions on telling the Rangers anything.....
"Well, that was way before I was trapped in this dimension I am in now. Where I was a warrior fighting on Earth, which shortly before I got casted off into this state that I am in before you. It has no relevance for now...."
"Creed and yourself are healed. That transformation Necro gave Kabir would have exhausted him for at least close to a day, to which he would need time to gather his energy. So you all would have nothing to worry about now....Now I have to focus on other matters at the moment."
Another light.
Akihito found himseelf and the others outside Zordon's establishment of operations.
He looks around to find Creed, immediatly jumping into his arms.
"Soka!" Akihito says, squeezing his friend in a happy hug. "Don't scare me like that again!"
"Oh, please." Creed says with a knowing smile. "Can the waterworks. I'm alive. That's it."
The others were obviously surprised at Akihito's enthusiasm, but Creed didn't care.
"Guys, I know this may not be the proper thing to do, but I think we deserve an off time like we planned to do. It should give us time to relax, and think this out as a team. As it seems Zordon didnt give us much information to work with. So....I was thinking, the school is throwing a party at night. I say we go and have our minds cleared for a while. What do yall say?
"Hmph." Creed says. "Why not. I'm in no hurry to go home. What about you, Akihito?"
"Sure!" Akihito says. "As long as there aren't any secret passages under the school! We've done enough exploring!"
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All Harusa could hear was Necro scolding the new monster. Looks like they got away. Not surprising. Anybody that could sneak into his (rather obvious) secret lair was bound to be resourceful. But how the hell did they get out?
"Hey, uh, when your'e done in there I thought we could discuss the new plan!" Harusa shouts. "My men are gettin' antsy! Plus uh, have ya got anything ta drink in here? I'm thirsty!"