Streaks of Purple Saga Volume Two by Heather Ray (best large ebook reader TXT) đź“•
battle on the moon... or so Zordon believed.
However, when an Angel Grove High student inherits
an ancient talisman, the millennia-year-old power of the
Eagle is reborn...
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Alpha shook his head. "The power exploded at the park, and overloaded our sensors. By the time we were back online, it was gone."
"Overloaded?" Trini gasped. "How is that possible?"
"I had adjusted the scanners to detect even the faintest blurb of purple energy. We were trying to pinpoint the coin's exact location at rest. It doesn't emit too much power, so we had to adjust our scanners to find it."
"I see," Billy realized, "It's like flashing a light on someone wearing night-goggles. It intensifies the light, blinding the person temporarily."
"Exactly," Alpha commented.
Suddenly, the sensors screamed as the Viewing Globe flashed to life.
"What's going on?" Trini called over the alarms.
"The sensors found something," Billy answered, staring at the readout in awe, "The location is on the Viewing Globe."
"A house," Zack realized, "So the coin's there?"
Billy frowned in concern. "The Purple power is building... slowly, but-"
At that moment, a flash of pure, blinding lavender energy filled the Viewing Globe.
Chapter Two
“This is terrific!”
The Purple Ranger squealed in delight, stretching her arms as she streaked through the early evening sky. Of all the incredible abilities the Purple Coin had given her, flying had easily been her favorite. She could still recall the few joyrides she had taken, when Regita had begrudgingly given her a moment free from her rigorous training in the magical arts.
It was always such a shame that Erol couldn’t fly. He couldn’t enjoy the same thrill of ascending high into the sky, where the air grew thin, only to plummet towards the sea like a stone, turning up at the last moment and watching the ocean splash in response to the force that had so nearly hit it.
Still, Erol did fly with her on occasion…and she doubted he minded having to hold onto her arm to join her.
A small sigh escaped her at the thought. Just how long ago had it been since she had flown with Erol? It felt like forever…but she could remember it as if it were yesterday.
Strange…her memories were slightly juggled. It was as if she had just woke from a dream, and still fluttered between the dream and full consciousness. It was hard to tell exactly what was real, and what was still only a dream.
She paused her flight, hanging above what seemed like a castle beneath her. The structure amazed her…rocks as white as ivory, smooth as a calm pond and shaped into perfect walls. And hundreds of humans, walking in and out of strange metallic boxes whose roar reminded her of the Rangers’ Zords.
“I’ve never seen anything quite like this, she realized, a frown forming on her face. Her eyes followed the Zord-like machines as they rolled along long, winding roads, made out of black rock just as smooth as flawless as the white rock of the building.
A world filled with perfect structures and buzzing with life. Intriguing…
“Where am I?” she asked, dread slowly rising in her heart. “Who
am I?”
An odd question to ask, but she couldn’t help it. Curious, she further inspected her appearance.
Her uniform was unchanged; smooth, luminescent purple armor accepted with white boots and gloves, gold shield, and gold trimmings. Golden ankle wings fluttered, holding her aloft magically. Still, for some reason her body looked, and felt
wrong. The legs seemed longer, and thinner, as well as her arms. And there was just a…feeling inside her. A feeling of distance. Her body felt foreign, in some inexplicable way.
The Purple Ranger tried to shake off the odd inkling. “I’m only upset because I feel so out of place,” she told herself. “All I need is a familiar face to make things right again.”
And there was one face she longed to see.
A grin pulling her lips, she ascended higher into the air, closing her eyes to focus her attention. Slowly, she reached out, searching the web of energy around her for the familiar green gleam she missed so much.
Goldar groaned, his ruby eyes dull as he forced them open. He gazed dazedly at the clammy stone ceiling above him, blinking to recover his bearings.
That was when he felt a sharp pain driving from his gut throughout his entire frame.
A low growl erupted from his throat as he painfully rose to a sitting position. A true warrior of Titan would never show such weakness.
“Goldar! You’re awake.”
Goldar grunted at the short scientist, who was busy dripping the contents of a steaming vial into a larger flask. He snarled.
“A science experiment?”
“Hardly, Finster responded, offering the flask to Goldar, “Lord Zedd has little need of my…particular talents. So, I seem to serve only in a medical capacity, which is quite limited, considering the Power Rangers don’t usually leave our monsters in any state needing medical care.”
Goldar didn’t answer as he swallowed the rancid potion in a single swig. He then wiped the moisture off his mouth with the back of his hand, and put down the vial. “What happened?”
Finster blinked in surprise. “You don’t remember?”
“Remind me.”
“Well, it seemed you were knocked unconscious by an unidentified human girl.”
Goldar’s fists clenched furiously. Yes…that was what he had thought…
“If you’re feeling better, Lord Zedd would like to see you,” Finster announced, before leaving the lab. Goldar shuddered as he rose to his feet.
“You wished to see me, Lord?”
Lord Zedd turned from his balcony, his telescopic eyebeam flashing out of existence as he gazed at his right-hand warrior. He chuckled slightly, much to Goldar’s consternation.
“Well, you seem none the worse for wear,” he mocked, leaning against his Z-staff casually. “You were in much worse shape when I transported you back here. Lucky for you the Rangers were so distracted, otherwise you might not have survived this fight.”
Goldar seethed quietly, infuriated by this most recent humiliation.
“What do you know of that girl?”
Goldar blinked in surprise at the question. “Nothing, Lord. I had never seen her before.”
Zedd nodded slowly. “Well, perhaps you will recognize her newest
transformation.”
“Transformation?” Goldar repeated incredulously.
“Take a look.”
Goldar moved to obey, staring into the one object from Rita’s throne room that Zedd had kept intact. It made sense, considering none but the dreaded Lord himself had the ability to scan the Earth with the naked eye. The telescope was already set, and the sight that hit Goldar’s eye triggered a profound realization.
“The Purple Ranger!” he shrieked, lifting his gaze to his master. “Of course! That’s why she seemed so familiar…and that attack she used. It’s the same attack she had ten thousand years ago!”
Zedd folded his arms, and moved back to his throne. “So, my suspicions are correct. There was
a seventh Power Ranger, with abilities similar to the Green Ranger.”
Goldar nodded. “Yes. When we first came to Earth, there were seven Rangers. But it seemed that the Purple Ranger had died in the same blast that led to our capture. She had come to save the Green Ranger, who Rita had turned evil with her magic.”
Zedd slowly began tapping his fingers against his armrest once again.
“Well, she may have died, but apparently the girl that trounced you in the park has become the new Purple Ranger. But I have yet to determine what her agenda is…”
“Are you thinking of converting her to our side?” Goldar questioned.
Zedd chuckled. “How many times do you think I’m going to try that? Evil spells only work temporarily, and the last thing I want to do is resurrect a Purple Ranger just to join Zordon and even further postpone my victory over Earth. No, Goldar…we must terminate this Purple Ranger before
she becomes a problem.”
The Emperor then rose to his feet, creating a surprisingly intimidating figure. “We are running out of time. Soon, it will be time to implement my ultimate plan. Unfortunately, circumstances are no longer ideal – the Red Ranger still lives, and now we have this…anomaly to contend with.”
Goldar stepped back as a field of powerful lightning crackled along Zedd’s silver staff.
“Considering your latest embarrassing defeat, I think I shall handle this personally.”
"Now what's going on?" Kim queried.
"Just a second," Billy answered, madly pressing buttons on the console,
"I've adjusted the scanners, and they're coming back online. That massive energy burst has dissipated, but it's still a very powerful focus of purple energy. And it's on
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