Quantum 2.0

By

Zach Peters

PROLOGUE

New Tech City, September 3rd, 2027

Commander Anubis "Doggie" Cruger looked at all the files of young hot shot cops, guards, grunts, marines, cadets, and volunteers he could find, but none of them seemed to fit the bill. He sighed and growled a little at the tension. It had been 2 years since Jack had left B-squad, and ever since he had, there was a huge hole in the team that no cadet has been able to fill.

"Commander Cruger, I realize no one can replace Jack, but it has been 2 years, and we need a 5th ranger for B-squad. You know it and I know it." Kat said, knowing why he was so upset.

He sighed a little.

"I'm aware of that Kat, but unless a veteran ranger is going to appear from out of nowhere, I can't see anyone taking his place." Cruger said.

He picked up the file on a soldier from the Silver Guardians, the name on the file read. K. Myers. Cruger, after reading the file, realized he may have found the answer to their dilemma.

Silver Hills, September 5th, 2027

Kyle Myers put his foot on the pedal a little more since he had just passed the sign on the highway Now Leaving Silver Hills. He knew it was going to be at least 30 minutes until he reached New Tech City, but since the news of his transfer from the Silver Guardians to S.P.D had not reached him until yesterday, he wanted to be ready.

Calm down Kyle, no point showing up in the city looking for action

Silver Hills had been his home since he was a child and it was going to be tough starting a new life in New Tech but duty calls. Kyle's mind drifted back to a week ago when he decided to pay old man Collins a visit to check up on him. Ever since his son took over control of Bio-Labs, Mr. Collins didn't have much to do and Kyle went to see him every now and then since it was impossible to see "Uncle Wes" anymore.

Kyle strolled in to Collins Manor and up to Mr. Collins room.

"Oh, Kyle, great to see you again." Mr. Collins said, turning around in his wheelchair. "I'm sorry Wes isn't here. He's very busy with his work."

Kyle sat on the couch nearby and ran his fingers through his black hair, his bangs hanging down a bit over his eyes.

"I guess you know why I'm here don't you?" He said to Mr. Collins, who nodded as he moved his wheelchair to his desk. "It was your 20th birthday last week and I didn't forget." He said. Kyle tapped his fingers on his thigh, a tad nervous about what was on Mr. Collins' mind. Ever since he was a kid, he had been told wild bedtime stories about mutants from the future and robots and how his son and Kyle's father saved the world from all of it.

"It's been a long time since I laid eyes on this, but I can't think of anyone else who needs this more than you." Mr. Collins said, looking for the item in question.

"Can I ask you something Mr. Collins?" Kyle said. Mr. Collins nodded as he searched through the many drawers.

"Is all that stuff about Uncle Wes and my father true? I know that today there are space aliens and evil robots and such, but are you sure you aren't going senile?"

Mr. Collins put something in his lap and wheeled his way to the couch. "Yes, it was true. Your father and my son were Power Rangers, just like the ones in Space Patrol Delta."

Kyle rolled his eyes.

"Now I know you are losing your mind. My dad was a Power Ranger? That's rich." He said.

"Your father wanted you to have this, but your mother wouldn't allow it. She thought when you became as reckless as him and go nuts." Mr. Collins said, holding up a metallic box.

"What is it?" He asked.

"You'll find out, when the time is right" He said, handing him the box. Kyle looked up after seeing what was inside. "What's so important about this piece of-

Kyle came out of his reminiscing when he swerved to avoid a car that suddenly stopped in the middle of the road. Kyle ran off-road and nearly into the bridge guard before hitting the brakes. When he got out of his red convertible he saw why they had stopped. About 15 to 20 cars scattered across the road with their doors opened stood there, no drivers or passengers around. No bodies or corpses or signs of a struggle.

Kyle scratched his head, baffled to why people would just leave their cars out here for no reason.

Welcome to the other side

Kyle got back into his car and drove on.

CH 1. ARRIVAL

Kyle pulled up to Delta Command base. He decided to go there first before settling in to his apartment. He took his transfer papers with him as he went inside and headed up to the front desk.

"I'm here to see the commander. I've just transferred from Silver Hills." Kyle asked the alien secretary. She gave him directions to the Command Center. He nodded and took the elevator to the specified floor.

I knew aliens and humans got along but I've never seen so many all in one place before.

Kyle headed inside the Command Center and looked around, seeing all the computers and electronic equipment.

"May I help you?" A voice said.

Kyle turned around and saw a cat-like woman standing there. She wore a lab coat and held a clipboard. "I'm Dr. Kat Manx. What can I do for you?"

"Uh, I'm here to see Commander…" Kyle went to look at his paper.

"Cruger!" another voice said behind him. Kyle turned to see a giant humanoid dog standing behind him with his arms folded behind his back.

"I am Commander Doggie Cruger. What can I do for you?" Cruger asked him as Kyle took in how his boss was an alien.

"I'm uh, Kyle Myers, I'm a transfer from the Silver Guardians. Sorry I didn't get here sooner but it was sprung on me on such short notice." He said handing Cruger his papers. Cruger scanned them slowly. "You knew Wesley Collins? Owner of Bio-Labs and the Silver Guardians?" He asked Kyle.

He nodded. "He's like an uncle to me, he knew my parents before they disappeared a few years ago." Kyle explained. Cruger nodded. "I was told about your father and mother before you were transferred. I knew them, well actually their reputations preceded them."

Kyle didn't know what Cruger meant by that since his parents never talked about themselves much before, but he didn't question it.

"Let's get down to business than Cadet Myers. Your record shows that you have a tendency to defy orders and only fight the good fight. I respect that. Case in point, it says here you once went against orders to save your comrades from a burning building. However, I cannot appoint you to the to just yet. You will be appointed to C-squad for now. If you show improvement, you will be elevated to B-squad." Cruger explained.

Kyle nodded his head. "What about A-squad sir?" Cruger looked down and then back up at him. "There is no A-squad, it's a long story. In any case, you start out tomorrow morning. Dismissed." He said.

Kyle nodded. "Yes sir."

With that, Kyle made his way out of Delta Command base. On his way he saw the cadets training. "I left Silver Hills for grunt work?" He said to himself. Kyle sighed as he headed outside and back to his car, but before he could there came a scream not too far away. A pack of robotic soldiers made their way into town marching like automatons and attacking the nearest citizens.

Robots…no way, this is not happening.

"No better time to be a hero" Kyle said, shrugging. He took a fighting stance and ran into the horde. He began fighting off the metal goons by himself.

"I wish I had my weapon." He muttered as he kicked on robot away and dodged the attack of another. They began to dog pile on him before some laser blasts knocked them away. Kyle looked up to see 4 cadets in grey suits run up with laser guns and began fighting off the robots like pros, with martial arts and laser blasts. The robots were turned to scrap metal in no time after they showed up. They holstered their blasters and checked the citizens to make sure no one was hurt.

"Are you alright?" The one with the red star on his coat asked. Kyle looked around for a second and nodded. "Yes, I'm fine. What were those things?" he asked.

"Thos are called Mafbots." He said. The blue starred cadet ran up.

"Hey Sky, those Mafbots are a lot like the Krybots. Are you sure Broodwing didn't make them?" He asked.

"How could he? He's still in containment and so is Grumm. I think we're dealing with some new criminal mastermind." The yellow starred cadet said, walking up.

"How do you know so much about these things?" Kyle asked. The pink starred cadet joined them. "We get this all the time, its so repetitive." She said, messing with her hair.

"We're Power Rangers. Space Patrol Delta." Sky said, showing his badge. Kyle couldn't believe he was standing in front of the best of the best. "It's a real honor." He said. "I'm Kyle Myers, I just transferred to S.P.D. Commander Cruger put me on C-squad.

Sky nodded. "I can see why. We saw you fight back there. Oh, by the way, my name is Sky; this is Bridge, the Blue Ranger, Z, the Yellow Ranger, and Syd, the Pink Ranger." He added.

"Rangers, report to the Command Center." Kat said over their communicators. The rangers responded. "Sorry. Hope we meet again soon." Sky said. With that, the 4 rangers headed back inside.

Kyle shook his head in shock and headed back to his car.

Strange first day…

A huge spaceship in the deepest region of space, a pair of muscular alien twins walked down a corridor to a huge room. At the front sat a reptilian alien, who wore gold around his neck and smoked a cigar, like a mob boss.

"Lord Blackland, our robot scouts have been dismantled again by the humans." One of them said.

"Sssssss.P.D…" Boss Blackland said, his forked tongue sticking out. He heard how Emperor Grumm has been taken down by them 2 years ago.

"We must be cautioussss, and sssend down stronger warriorsss. You two, Urab and Bitel. Go to earth and ssssend them a messsssage." He slithered.

Urab and Bitel nodded and turned to leave.
"Sssshow no mercy!!" Blackland shouted as they headed out. He turned in his chair and looked out the window into the darkness of space. "Ssssoon, the Earth will be our playground, and the Reptilia Family will run the galaxy."

He stood up and walked to the shelf nearby, admiring the multi-colored vials on the shelf.

"The Earth hassss all of this we'll ever need." He said, taking one of the vials out and downing the contents. He fell back in his chair, his reptile eyes dilating slowly, like a drug addict. He then started laughing uncontrollably like a mental patient as it echoed down the hall and through the ship.