Hope POV
I glanced over at Trini, she was holding her own against Rita, and honestly, I was a little impressed. The she was fast, sharper than I'd ever seen her. But I didn't have time to watch; my focus shifted to the real problem, Lord Zedd.
"Challenging me is a grave mistake," Zedd growled, his voice metallic and echoing with dark power. "I am the master of all evil."
I smirked. "Sweetie," I said, brushing my hair back. "I'm the Goddess of Death."
As I flicked my hair back, a sharp, pointed helmet materialized over my head, followed by my armor forming across my body in smooth waves of black and white metal. It shimmered with ethereal energy, divine, balanced between creation and destruction.
I lifted my hands and flicked my wrists. Twin swords appeared in bursts of light, long, curved, and humming with magic.
Zedd's stance shifted, anger, or maybe unease. Hard to tell under all that metal. He raised his staff and fired a massive crimson blast. I dodged easily, appearing in front of him in less than a second. My blade came down in a clean arc, but he intercepted with his staff, sparks flying.
My swords could cut through nearly anything, but not this. His staff didn't even have a scratch. I pressed harder, testing it. Zeo Crystal, I thought immediately. That's the only reason it could tank a hit like that.
"Impressive," I said, pushing back with a grin. "Guess that shiny rock of yours really does live up to the legend. I can't wait to study it when I'm done carving you up."
I got tired of the stalemate and turned up the pace. My strikes blurred together, faster, heavier. Zedd tried to counter with energy blasts, surrounding himself with crackling crimson orbs, but each time he fired, I darted out of range, then came right back in before he could recover.
One of my blades finally drew blood, cutting across his shoulder armor. The sight of the dark liquid dripping down made me smile. "What's wrong?" I taunted. "Not used to being on the receiving end?"
He growled, furious, but I could feel it, that tiny flicker of fear hiding behind his arrogance.
And that's when it hit me, Kai's too nice.
He could've ended this from the start if he'd gone all out. He has that same problem he had in the games, always giving his enemies too much time to breathe. Always playing with his food.
"Stop playing around," I muttered under my breath.
I shot into the sky, energy roaring around me, and dropping my blades. "Let's end this."
With a sweep of my arms, I unleashed a storm of swords, dozens of spectral copies made of black-and-white light, raining down toward Zedd like a divine barrage. He threw up another energy barrier, the crimson shield flaring brightly, but even from up here, I could see it crack under the weight of my attack.
It wouldn't hold for long.
Not against me.
Trini POV
"You Ranger brat! I should've killed you a long time ago!" Rita spat, her voice cracking with fury.
"You should have," I said, my eyes locked on hers. "Because now I'm back, and I'm here for vengeance."
Rita sneered and kept her distance, hurling blast after blast of corrupt magic. But I'd already adapted, slipping through every one of her attacks, letting them phase harmlessly through my body. She couldn't touch me.
Her frustration showed in every movement. She couldn't dodge everything either; cuts and burns lined her arms, her armor cracked and sparking. Every breath she took came out as a growl.
Then, out of nowhere, a massive explosion thundered across the battlefield, followed by a scream that made us both turn.
Lord Zedd.
He was impaled, his body riddled with glowing swords. Hope's blades still shimmered faintly in his corpse.
Rita's eyes went wide. "NOOOOOOOO! You're ruining everything!"
Her staff clattered to the ground as she screamed. She raised both hands toward Zedd's body, and the Zeo Crystal ripped itself free from his staff, floating straight into her grasp.
"Rita, don't,!" I lunged, swinging my sword to cut it away, but she moved faster than I'd ever seen her.
She slammed the Zeo Crystal into her chest.
The world went white.
A massive shockwave blasted me off my feet, hurling me across the battlefield. I crashed hard, the wind knocked out of me, but I forced myself to stand, sword still tight in my grip.
Rita was kneeling, screaming in pain. Black veins spread across her body, pulsing with energy, but every cut, every wound she had, began to seal shut. Her aura twisted into something darker, hungrier.
"Yes…" she hissed, voice warping with distortion. "So much power! Hahahahahaha! I'll kill all of you! That boy will die screaming… that wretched woman will beg before I burn her alive… and you, my dear Yellow Ranger," she lifted her gaze to me, eyes now pitch black with gold slits "You won't die. You'll serve. You'll be my slave, and I'll make you suffer more than any before you."
A dark cyclone of energy exploded around her. Black armor began to form, jagged and alive, sealing her completely inside it. Her staff reappeared in her hand, no longer gold, now forged entirely of shadow.
The Zeo Crystal embedded in her chest gleamed with an ominous, corrupted light, no longer white.
It had turned completely black.
And the power coming off her made the air itself shudder.
This wasn't the Rita I fought before.This was something much worse.
I saw Hope and Kai rushing toward me from across the battlefield, their figures cutting through the chaos like streaks of light. But I raised my hand, signaling them to stop.
This was mine.
She took everything from me, my team, my family, my planet, and I was going to be the one to end her. I didn't care how strong she'd become. I didn't care if it killed me.
Rita Repulsa was going to die today.
She unleashed a massive blast of dark energy. I dove to the side, rolled, and sprinted forward through the smoke. Another blast came. Then another. Each one missed by inches as I closed the distance, lightning sparking at my heels.
When I was finally within striking range, I raised my sword, channeling every ounce of power I had. The blade ignited in a brilliant yellow aura that wrapped around me like fire. I swung with everything I had.
But her body flashed with a dark aura, and her staff rose to meet my strike. The impact sent out a shockwave, and my sword stopped dead against her barrier.
It didn't phase through. It didn't cut. Nothing.
Her grin twisted beneath her shadowed helm. "Thank you for telling me about that little trick of yours, my dear Yellow," she said, her voice echoing with mockery and malice.
I stepped back, teeth clenched, realizing too late that she'd learned. She adapted.
And this fight had just become a whole new level of hell.
We traded blows, sparks flashing every time our weapons collided. Even with my White Sharingan tracking her movements, Rita was still landing more hits than I could react to. She was faster, too fast. Her attacks felt heavier, sharper.
"What happened to that confidence, little Yellow?" she taunted, slamming her staff against my sword again and again. "A minute ago, you were beaming with pride."
She swung again, and I barely managed to block.
"You really think you'll win just because you got stronger? That the 'good guy' always prevails and the evil one dies?" Her tone dripped with venom. "That only happens in fairy tales!"
Her staff knocked my sword aside, and before I could recover, she drove it straight into my side. The pain shot through me, white-hot. Not fatal—but it burned like hell.
"You were never going to be strong enough to avenge your family," she hissed, twisting the staff deeper. "And now you get to watch me kill again. But this time, I won't make it quick. I'll make it slow."
"AAAHHH!" I screamed when she Twisted her weapon inside of me.
Rita leaned closer, her voice dropping to a chilling whisper. "Maybe I'll keep that pretty boy alive for a while. Use him as my personal toy. I can already picture it, him tied up, begging me to stop, and you watching helplessly. Maybe I'll even let my husband have his fun with you before I end it."
Every word fueled my rage. This monster wasn't just evil, she enjoyed it. I could see it in her eyes.
I wouldn't let her touch Hope or Kai. I wouldn't let her hurt anyone ever again. If it cost me my life, then so be it.
"On my life as a Ranger, Rita…" I growled, gripping the staff impaled in me. "You are not leaving this planet alive."
I started to pull it out, the pain searing through me, but I didn't stop.
"How are you going to do that?" she sneered. "With what little power you have left? You're nothing. You should have joined me, you could've had everything."
I tore the staff from my side. My hand trembled, but my voice didn't.
"I am not nothing. I was never nothing. I will never stand beside evil, and I will never crush others just to free myself." I raised my fist, light gathering around it. "I am Trini Kwan, and I am the Yellow Power Ranger!"
Suddenly, a blinding white light burst between us, knocking both me and Rita back. I hit the ground hard, gasping, but the pain in my side began to fade. My wound was healing. Not because of my enhanced body, this was something else. Something pure.
"You are a Power Ranger," a deep voice echoed. "But perhaps it's time for a new color."
I looked up, and my breath caught. A massive white tiger stood before me, its eyes glowing with divine light.
"What the hell…" I whispered.
"I know you're confused," the tiger said calmly, its voice echoing inside my mind. "But trust me. Place your hand on my forehead and accept my power."
Rita was already getting up again, dark energy rolling off her in waves. I didn't hesitate. I pushed myself to my feet and pressed my hand against the tiger's forehead.
In an instant, it roared and dissolved into light, the energy swirling around me before condensing into a weapon, a sword. The blade gleamed with a celestial shine, its hilt carved into the head of a white tiger. Power unlike anything I'd ever felt surged through me.
My armor shimmered, shifting, yellow fading into radiant white with streaks of yellow accents along the edges. My visor flared to life, and the air itself seemed to hum around me.
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I felt unstoppable.
I wasn't just the Yellow Ranger anymore.
I was something new.
I spun the blade in my hand, feeling the surge of energy pulsing through every part of me. It was warm, pure, alive, like the universe itself was flowing through my veins.
I knew this power.
This…This is what Zordon was trying to access before Rita attacked the base… before she killed everyone.
Realization hit me like a lightning strike. This was the power of the White Ranger.
Rita stared at me, her eyes wide behind that twisted black armor. For a moment, she looked almost afraid, but it didn't last. Her shock turned to fury, her aura flaring with chaotic energy.
"It doesn't matter if you have the power of the White Ranger!" she shouted. "You're still going to lose today!"
She raised her staff, firing a massive blast of dark energy straight at me, but this time, something was different.
The blast crawled through the air in slow motion. My eyes sharpened, every movement of energy crystal clear. Time itself seemed to bend around me.
A grin spread across my face. "Guess this power boosted everything. Let's test it out."
In a flash, I disappeared from sight. The blast passed harmlessly behind me as I reappeared right in front of her, sword already swinging.
Slash after slash, my blade cut through her defenses in a blur of light. Every strike echoed like thunder, carving through her armor, tearing chunks of darkness away.
I finished with one final swing, channeling all my strength into a single, blazing strike. The impact sent her flying back like a cannonball, smashing through a massive boulder and pulverizing it to dust.
Rita hit the ground hard, coughing up blood. Her armor flickered with unstable energy, cracks running across it as she glared up at me bruised, bleeding, and finally realizing what she was up against
Kai POV
"What the shit," I muttered, eyes wide.
"I told you she could handle herself," Hope said on top of me, smirking.
We were both watching Trini's fight unfold from a distance or trying to. hope had me pinned down on the ground and holding my hand in a lock, physically holding me back to stop me from jumping in. I'd nearly lost it when Rita stabbed her; my blood was boiling. If Hope hadn't restrained me, I would've gone full Anodite and ripped that witch in half.
But then… Trini changed.
That power the White Ranger's power, it roared to life inside her like nothing I'd ever felt before.
I couldn't help but stare in disbelief. "The Power of the White Ranger," I whispered. "Didn't think that coin even existed in this universe. But if it's here… why now? Why didn't it awaken earlier?"
Hope glanced at me, still holding her grip. "Questions for later, genius. Enjoy the show."
And she was right.
Trini wasn't fighting anymore, she was dominating.
She tore through Rita like a storm, slicing through armor, dodging every counterattack with precision. A flash of light, a streak of white and yellow, and then she was behind her, landing a crushing punch that sent Rita reeling.
Rita swung wildly, desperate, but Trini severed one of her hands in a clean strike. The scream that followed echoed across the battlefield.
Then came the other hand.
Rita fell to the ground, writhing, her power flickering and bleeding out into the air. Trini kicked her hard, slamming her into the dirt, and then just went to work, fists flying, every hit carrying years of anger, grief, and vengeance.
Rita Repulsa, the so-called Empress of Evil, was finally learning what fear felt like.
And all I could do was watch, part proud… part terrified, because the woman beating the life out of her right now wasn't the same Trini I knew.
She was something far greater.
"Okay, you can let me go now. I'm not going to interfere," I said finally.
Hope smirked but released me, stepping back as I got to my feet and dusted myself off.
"Question," I said, glancing at her. "You think you could fuse all the Power Coins into one?"
She raised a brow. "Probably, with Alpha's help, I could figure it out. You're thinking of a Lord Drakkon situation, aren't you?"
I shrugged. "I mean, how can you not? Look at her. She's destroying Rita with just two Power Coins. Imagine what she could do if we gave her the rest."
Hope tapped her chin. "Alright… I'll see what I can do."
A deafening boom shook the ground, cutting off the conversation. We both turned back toward the battlefield.
And the fight was over.
Rita's head was nothing but pulp. Trini stood over the body, her hands dripping with blood. But she wasn't finished. She reached down, grabbed the Zeo Crystal from Rita's chest, and tore it free in one motion. Her armor pulsed as if protecting her from the backlash, and when the light faded, the crystal had returned to its normal color, pure white again.
Hope and I approached slowly. Trini just stared down at the crystal in silence, her helmet still hiding her face.
"Trini?" I said cautiously.
She turned toward us. With a soft shimmer of light, her armor vanished, leaving her in her regular clothes, though now, on her wrist, was a bracelet with a white-and-yellow gem embedded in it, glowing faintly.
She walked up to me and held out the Zeo Crystal.
"Do you think this could bring life back to my Earth?" she asked quietly.
I looked down at the crystal, feeling its immense power thrumming against my palm. "I don't see why not," I said honestly. "It'll restore the land, the plants, the planet itself. But… the animals, the people they're gone, Trini. Your Earth will live again, but it'll be empty."
Trini looked a little disappointed but nodded, accepting the truth."Okay… let's go home," she said softly.
I gave her a reassuring nod and pulled the Multiverse Gun from my pocket dimension. The device hummed to life, glowing blue as I set the coordinates.
In a flash of light, the three of us vanished.
Unaware that we were being watched.
Far away, perched atop a floating shard of rock, stood a woman with pale white skin and long crimson hair. From a distance, she looked human… but the aura around her said otherwise.
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"Well, well," she said, smiling with genuine delight. "How interesting! And here I thought this universe was dull. Didn't realize there were others capable of crossing realities."
There was no malice in her voice, just pure curiosity and excitement.
"Oh, I like them," she said, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "A little rough around the edges, but fun. And heroes, too. I think I'll keep an eye on that group."
She stretched her arms lazily and looked up at the sky. "But since this world doesn't need a hero anymore… maybe I'll visit another one."
Her grin widened. "I've always wanted to explore the Harry Potter universe. So many books."
With a swirl of red energy, she vanished in a flash of crimson light, leaving only laughter echoing through the void.