Power Rangers: Galactic Force

Prologue

Reevesville, August 20, 2009

"Finally. After a grueling battle, the Power Rangers have managed to defeat the Shadow Claw," a black haired reporter shouted into a camera, which panned across the decimated street. "It took all of their courage, might and an heroic sacrifice but in the end, the team showed why aliens should pick another location to tangle with..."

At that moment, the TV was shut off. The person who shut it off was a red haired female in her mid 50's was seen staring at a photo of the team with a tear stricken face. Her eyes never strayed from one particular person, who just paid the ultimate price. One that no one was happy with.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she places the photo on the table and got up. She passed through the house as if she was on auto pilot. She was lost in her own grief as her feet brought her to the entrance of the Galactic War Room. She enters this massive spaced room and heads for the main console, located in the middle of the room. There, she presses a button and records something, though what she said, no one knows.

With a one final, haunting look, she turns off the lights and bars the doors closed, hoping no one ever has to step foot in this forsaken place again. She then heads back up and finishes packing.

Present Day, March 17 2019

"You must be Maria," a friendly, warm voice welcomes the red haired person with a folder in his hands. He extends his hand in a handshake gesture.

"Indeed I am," she responds with a gentle voice, clasping his hand with an iron grip.

"First, I want to extend my condolences. Amanda was a great role model for this neighbourhood. She refused to sell this house when she moved and insisted it was to be kept in the family," the male figure says with sadness in his voice. "I considered her a close friend."

"Thank you Roger," Maria said kindly. "She talked a lot about you. She considered you to be her closest friend and we both know she didn't have many close friends. Friends, yes but she let very few people into her life."

"She was a strong willed individual. She will be missed," Roger stated. He then cleared his voice. "Alright, guess it's time to get this done."

"Would you like to come in?" Maria offered.

"Thanks," Roger said as he followed Maria into the home. Once at the kitchen table, he places the folder on the table and took out a piece of paper. "Guess we can start here. She has left you $100k in trust funds, which you can take out if you inclined to. She also left you the house, and she left you a security box at Reevesville Bank, though she declined to say what's in the box, as per her right."

"Thank you Roger," Maria smiled at the lawyer, her eyes never leaving his. "But I think we both know why you are here."

"So you do remember me?" Roger said with a hopeful voice.

"I might have been a kid but I will never forget," Maria said softly. She clenches her necklace.

"So are the rumors true?" Roger asked with a hesitation in his voice.

"Afraid so," Maria confirmed. "Though they aren't back in huge numbers this time."

"That's interesting. Last time, they came in numbers. Do you think they are switching strategies?" Roger wondered.

"No. I think they want to confirm if an existing team is here," Maria hypothesized. "I think, once they find out we don't have currently have one, they will come back in force."

"You do know all you need to do is ask," Roger commented softly. "I am sure the others would be willing to come out of retirement."

"I can't do that," Maria responded. "It's my job to create a team and as mentor, I will have to train them. But, if you are willing, can you ask the others to meet me tomorrow? I do have something I want to ask you guys all."

"Of course," Roger confirmed. He got up from the table and headed towards the door. He stopped before heading outside and turned back to Maria. "May the planets lend us their strengths!"