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Power Rangers Avatar Drive State - 6 page draft
Totally not finished, still requires fleshing out. BUT? I think I'm getting the hang of this.
Excuse my total nerdity.
Water. Fire. Earth. Air.
One hundred years ago, our people lived in peace. A great wave of technology rose to greet our progress. Sword changed hands for gun. Silver became common place to purchase computers. And all was at peace. That was however until a deadly virus was unleashed upon our world.
Codenamed Azulon, it devastated our technology, rendering us incapable to fight against the march of the relentless soliders that it created. People cried out for the Avatar, the embodiment of the four elements, to save them. But when there was no response, the world fell to Azulon’s relentless march.
It is here, in the last desperate bastion of humanity, we live in Ba Sing Se. Its great walls are covered in a dome that will protect us all from the harsh wastelands our world has become. And the only hope left is in the hands of what remains of our means to fight aggression.
Power Rangers A.D.S.
Power Rangers is owned and copyright Disney Entertainment. Avatar the Last Airbender is owned by Nickelodeon.
The Boy In The Desert
“I can’t go on another step…”
With a bodily flop, the short figure in severely outdated robes collapse on the ground, much to the concern of his companion. She rushed to his side and helped him up, offering the small canteen of water that was left. “Drink,” she ordered.
He did so, and offered her. She took the barest of sips before shouldering the young boy. “Come, we need to get to Ba Sing Se as soon as possible.”
“How do you know its in this direction?” inquired the boy.
“I don’t,” replied the girl as she quickened her pace to avoid Azulon Patrols. “But all I know is that it’s in this direction.”
His sensitive hearing perked up and he made a soft whimpering noise. “Suki… I can hear them coming.”
“Slag,” bit off Suki as she quickened her pace, loping like a gazelle across the wastes. “Hold on little one. Hold onto me.”
Clambering high over piles of junk and slipping behind others, Suki and her passenger charged through the wastes. Soon, rotted trees started to dot the landscape and Suki quickened her pace even more. The rumble of motorcycle engines could be heard behind them and she cursed again. “C’mon you slag-heads, come and get me…”
Her taunt, however muttered, was quickly answered as a Grinder roared overhead, firing his laser from the front of the cycle. An explosion lit up the ground beneath the pair and they flew twenty feet before landing unsteadily.
“Are you okay?” cried the boy over the din as more explosions rocked the ground around them.
“I’m fine,” replied Suki grouchily. “I hate Grinders. My pack!”
Digging into the pack, the boy pulled a round device and a lollipop. Handing the lollipop to Suki, she popped the wrapper off with her teeth, sucking on it. “Hang on,” she said through the mouthful of candy as she spit the treat into the boy’s awaiting hand.
“Bombs away!” cried the boy as he hurled the device with astonishing accuracy. It slapped right into the face of one of the Grinders and the entire platoon lit up the night sky.
Charging through the ranks that popped up in front of them, Suki and the boy continued on their mad dash. A platoon of Grinders fired laser weapons at them and without warning, they made an incredible jump high into the air before they literally floated downwards behind the enemy ranks. One of the grinders looked at the new decoration on his chest moments before it blew up the entire squadron in a devastating chain reaction.
“Rangers, I am picking up a disturbance in the west gate. Dispatch immediately.”
“Now how is it that we get there first all the time?” groused a teenage boy as he clambered into a large hummer.
“Don’t knock it,” replied the girl who leaped into the other side. “Lets go Zuzu.”
“Don’t call me that,” replied the third as he revved his car engine and peeled out of the garage with the hummer right behind them.
Traffic was light at this time of night and they roared through the streets, the police already cleaned out the rare few vehicles in Ba Sing Se that was on the route towards their grand city.
“What I want to know,” groused the teen in blue, “Is why we’re not getting an Azulon warning with this.”
“Maybe its not,” replied the other girl in greens and yellow. “C’mon twinkie, pick it up.”
“Hold your horses, geez!”
“Just twenty more meters,” puffed Suki. “Are you recovered enough?”
“Almost,” replied the boy. “And um, we’re out of bombs.”
“Prime…” Suki ducked a blast that would have taken both their heads off as she vaulted over another pile of junk. “Can you get us through the wall?”
“What do I look like, a locksmith?” exclaimed the boy incredulously. But that’s when the doors creaked open and from it, two vehicles roared out into view and the passengers jumped out. “Uh… why are they just standing there?”
“Ready!” As one, the three pulled out devices and slotted little cards into them before thrusting them forward.
“A.D.S. MAX DRIVE!”
In three bursts of light, the three that were at the gates rushed towards the attacking Grinders. Dressed in red, blue and yellow, they tore into the Grinders. “Go!” proclaimed the leader in red to Suki and her passenger. “We’ll keep them busy!”
“Thanks!” chimed the boy as the defenders of Ba Sing Se went to work.
“That’s the last of them,” remarked the one in blue as he marched back into the city as the gates closed. “So…”
Staring at the trio like they had grown second heads, Suki ventured, “What the frag are you people?”
“That’s what we should be asking you.” In a flash of light, the red one powered down, along with his two companions. Dark haired with a telling scar across the left of his face, the leader scowled. “It’s not every day that people come trotting out of the wasteland in order to seek refuge in Ba Sing Se. State your business.”
“Our business is our own,” replied Suki testily as the girl with strangely blank eyes gazed at them. “And we just need a place to rest.”
“She’s telling the truth,” said the girl in yellow. “I can feel her heartbeat from here. Along with… whirring?”
The third teen scowled and he pulled a device that whined and beeped rapidly. “I’m picking up internal Azulon tech. Class 7 at least.”
The three got into defensive stances and Suki responded in kind. But then the boy who had been riding on her shoulder proclaimed, “Hey! Hey! Everyone just calm down for a moment!”
“Who’s the shrimp?” inquired the girl of the trio.
“I’m not a shrimp,” replied the boy irritably. “Look, Suki and I came from the outside. She helped me escape a Azulon facility and we just needed to get out of there.”
“I’ll bet,” snorted the teen.
“He’s not lying either,” replied the girl in yellow.
“We should at least turn them over to Uncle, before the Dai Li get here.” Said the teen in red. “Y’know, BEFORE they decide to dissect the robot girl.”
“I have a NAME and it’s Suki,” growled Suki. “And what’s yours? Scar-head?”
The team leader bristled. “I am Prince Zuko of the Fire Nation.”
“What’s LEFT of it anyhow,” snarked back Suki. “It was the first to fall in the Azulon attacks.”
“Aaand we’re off to a great start,” muttered the boy, who was then punched in the kidneys by the short girl.
“Shut up Sokka. Zuko, calm down for a moment. You too pretty.” Ignoring their sputtered replies and Sokka’s agony, she turned to the boy and said, “I’m Toph. Whats your name twinkletoes?”
“I don’t have a name.” replied the boy.
“Oh c’mon, everyone has a name!” proclaimed Sokka.
“That’s just it I DON’T. I don’t remember a thing about my time in the camp. Or where I come from or these clothes I wear.” Insisted the boy. “I dunno, call me something. Anything.”
“Well we can’t call him anything,” grumbled Zuko. “How about Aang?”
“Sounds like a name,” said Toph.
“Hey wait a sec, you can’t just give him a name like he’s a pet!” proclaimed Suki but the newly dubbed Aang held up a hand. “Kid?”
“I like it. It has a nice sound to it. If you don’t mind, I’ll keep it. Is that okay with everyone?”
“Fine…” grumbled Suki. “So what now? You gonna turn me over to the police like you said?”
Zuko opened his mouth to respond when his morpher chimed. Popping it open, he held it up. “Yes?”
“Bring them to the Garage,” instructed a distorted voice on the other end. “I’d like to speak with them myself.”
“Are you serious?” demanded Sokka. “One of them’s wired with…”
“I can see that,” replied the voice irritably and Sokka shut up. “But nonetheless, I’d like to meet them.”
“We’re meeting… a computer screen,” deadpanned Suki as they stood in front of the screens that had a simple black K across the front of the white background.
“Meet Doctor K,” snarked Sokka. “The first talking screen.”
“Greetings,” said Doctor K. “I will be quick: why have you come to Ba Sing Se in such a fashion?”
“You mean across the desert?” inquired Aang.
“Yes.”
“We had no choice,” replied Suki. “I had to break Aang out and get him to Ba Sing Se.”
“Break him out where?” inquired Doctor K.
Suki bit her lip. “A lab,” she said finally. “A lab where I needed to make certain that I was out of as soon as possible.”
“So they put metal in you huh?” said Zuko. “Figures. You’re an infiltrator.”
Suki bristled. “If you’d just shut up for one second…!”
“Ranger Series Red, quiet down.” Zuko backed down at the admonishment of the screen and Doctor K’s focus seemed to refocus on Suki and Aang. “Where were you imprisoned?”
“A camp, several miles away from here. They did… experiments on people.” Aang shuddered at the memory. “All I remember was… waking up and Suki carrying me.”
“Selective memory loss?” inquired Sokka.
“No,” said Toph, shaking her head. “I can’t feel any deceit. He is telling the truth – he doesn’t remember anything. Not even his own name.”
“How ARE you doing that anyhow?” inquired Aang.
“Earthbending,” said Toph smugly. “I’m a master of it. Despite my blindness.”
Suki blinked and then she looked the girl in the eye. True enough, her eyes were devoid of focus and slightly glazed. Resolving not to say anything that would make the situation more uncomfortable, she turned back to the screen. “Anything else you’d like to know Doctor?”
“Only that you will both be watched for the time being,” said the screen. “Until you are, please do not stray outside the Garage. Sokka, I place you in charge to get our new visitors new clothing.”
“Why me?” whined Sokka.
“FRIDGE CANNON!”
Sokka whimpered, flinched and proclaimed “Not the Fridge Cannon!” and both Toph and Zuko heaved sighs of embarrassment.
Aang blinked. “What’s a fridge cannon?”
Excuse my total nerdity.
Water. Fire. Earth. Air.
One hundred years ago, our people lived in peace. A great wave of technology rose to greet our progress. Sword changed hands for gun. Silver became common place to purchase computers. And all was at peace. That was however until a deadly virus was unleashed upon our world.
Codenamed Azulon, it devastated our technology, rendering us incapable to fight against the march of the relentless soliders that it created. People cried out for the Avatar, the embodiment of the four elements, to save them. But when there was no response, the world fell to Azulon’s relentless march.
It is here, in the last desperate bastion of humanity, we live in Ba Sing Se. Its great walls are covered in a dome that will protect us all from the harsh wastelands our world has become. And the only hope left is in the hands of what remains of our means to fight aggression.
Power Rangers A.D.S.
Power Rangers is owned and copyright Disney Entertainment. Avatar the Last Airbender is owned by Nickelodeon.
The Boy In The Desert
“I can’t go on another step…”
With a bodily flop, the short figure in severely outdated robes collapse on the ground, much to the concern of his companion. She rushed to his side and helped him up, offering the small canteen of water that was left. “Drink,” she ordered.
He did so, and offered her. She took the barest of sips before shouldering the young boy. “Come, we need to get to Ba Sing Se as soon as possible.”
“How do you know its in this direction?” inquired the boy.
“I don’t,” replied the girl as she quickened her pace to avoid Azulon Patrols. “But all I know is that it’s in this direction.”
His sensitive hearing perked up and he made a soft whimpering noise. “Suki… I can hear them coming.”
“Slag,” bit off Suki as she quickened her pace, loping like a gazelle across the wastes. “Hold on little one. Hold onto me.”
Clambering high over piles of junk and slipping behind others, Suki and her passenger charged through the wastes. Soon, rotted trees started to dot the landscape and Suki quickened her pace even more. The rumble of motorcycle engines could be heard behind them and she cursed again. “C’mon you slag-heads, come and get me…”
Her taunt, however muttered, was quickly answered as a Grinder roared overhead, firing his laser from the front of the cycle. An explosion lit up the ground beneath the pair and they flew twenty feet before landing unsteadily.
“Are you okay?” cried the boy over the din as more explosions rocked the ground around them.
“I’m fine,” replied Suki grouchily. “I hate Grinders. My pack!”
Digging into the pack, the boy pulled a round device and a lollipop. Handing the lollipop to Suki, she popped the wrapper off with her teeth, sucking on it. “Hang on,” she said through the mouthful of candy as she spit the treat into the boy’s awaiting hand.
“Bombs away!” cried the boy as he hurled the device with astonishing accuracy. It slapped right into the face of one of the Grinders and the entire platoon lit up the night sky.
Charging through the ranks that popped up in front of them, Suki and the boy continued on their mad dash. A platoon of Grinders fired laser weapons at them and without warning, they made an incredible jump high into the air before they literally floated downwards behind the enemy ranks. One of the grinders looked at the new decoration on his chest moments before it blew up the entire squadron in a devastating chain reaction.
“Rangers, I am picking up a disturbance in the west gate. Dispatch immediately.”
“Now how is it that we get there first all the time?” groused a teenage boy as he clambered into a large hummer.
“Don’t knock it,” replied the girl who leaped into the other side. “Lets go Zuzu.”
“Don’t call me that,” replied the third as he revved his car engine and peeled out of the garage with the hummer right behind them.
Traffic was light at this time of night and they roared through the streets, the police already cleaned out the rare few vehicles in Ba Sing Se that was on the route towards their grand city.
“What I want to know,” groused the teen in blue, “Is why we’re not getting an Azulon warning with this.”
“Maybe its not,” replied the other girl in greens and yellow. “C’mon twinkie, pick it up.”
“Hold your horses, geez!”
“Just twenty more meters,” puffed Suki. “Are you recovered enough?”
“Almost,” replied the boy. “And um, we’re out of bombs.”
“Prime…” Suki ducked a blast that would have taken both their heads off as she vaulted over another pile of junk. “Can you get us through the wall?”
“What do I look like, a locksmith?” exclaimed the boy incredulously. But that’s when the doors creaked open and from it, two vehicles roared out into view and the passengers jumped out. “Uh… why are they just standing there?”
“Ready!” As one, the three pulled out devices and slotted little cards into them before thrusting them forward.
“A.D.S. MAX DRIVE!”
In three bursts of light, the three that were at the gates rushed towards the attacking Grinders. Dressed in red, blue and yellow, they tore into the Grinders. “Go!” proclaimed the leader in red to Suki and her passenger. “We’ll keep them busy!”
“Thanks!” chimed the boy as the defenders of Ba Sing Se went to work.
“That’s the last of them,” remarked the one in blue as he marched back into the city as the gates closed. “So…”
Staring at the trio like they had grown second heads, Suki ventured, “What the frag are you people?”
“That’s what we should be asking you.” In a flash of light, the red one powered down, along with his two companions. Dark haired with a telling scar across the left of his face, the leader scowled. “It’s not every day that people come trotting out of the wasteland in order to seek refuge in Ba Sing Se. State your business.”
“Our business is our own,” replied Suki testily as the girl with strangely blank eyes gazed at them. “And we just need a place to rest.”
“She’s telling the truth,” said the girl in yellow. “I can feel her heartbeat from here. Along with… whirring?”
The third teen scowled and he pulled a device that whined and beeped rapidly. “I’m picking up internal Azulon tech. Class 7 at least.”
The three got into defensive stances and Suki responded in kind. But then the boy who had been riding on her shoulder proclaimed, “Hey! Hey! Everyone just calm down for a moment!”
“Who’s the shrimp?” inquired the girl of the trio.
“I’m not a shrimp,” replied the boy irritably. “Look, Suki and I came from the outside. She helped me escape a Azulon facility and we just needed to get out of there.”
“I’ll bet,” snorted the teen.
“He’s not lying either,” replied the girl in yellow.
“We should at least turn them over to Uncle, before the Dai Li get here.” Said the teen in red. “Y’know, BEFORE they decide to dissect the robot girl.”
“I have a NAME and it’s Suki,” growled Suki. “And what’s yours? Scar-head?”
The team leader bristled. “I am Prince Zuko of the Fire Nation.”
“What’s LEFT of it anyhow,” snarked back Suki. “It was the first to fall in the Azulon attacks.”
“Aaand we’re off to a great start,” muttered the boy, who was then punched in the kidneys by the short girl.
“Shut up Sokka. Zuko, calm down for a moment. You too pretty.” Ignoring their sputtered replies and Sokka’s agony, she turned to the boy and said, “I’m Toph. Whats your name twinkletoes?”
“I don’t have a name.” replied the boy.
“Oh c’mon, everyone has a name!” proclaimed Sokka.
“That’s just it I DON’T. I don’t remember a thing about my time in the camp. Or where I come from or these clothes I wear.” Insisted the boy. “I dunno, call me something. Anything.”
“Well we can’t call him anything,” grumbled Zuko. “How about Aang?”
“Sounds like a name,” said Toph.
“Hey wait a sec, you can’t just give him a name like he’s a pet!” proclaimed Suki but the newly dubbed Aang held up a hand. “Kid?”
“I like it. It has a nice sound to it. If you don’t mind, I’ll keep it. Is that okay with everyone?”
“Fine…” grumbled Suki. “So what now? You gonna turn me over to the police like you said?”
Zuko opened his mouth to respond when his morpher chimed. Popping it open, he held it up. “Yes?”
“Bring them to the Garage,” instructed a distorted voice on the other end. “I’d like to speak with them myself.”
“Are you serious?” demanded Sokka. “One of them’s wired with…”
“I can see that,” replied the voice irritably and Sokka shut up. “But nonetheless, I’d like to meet them.”
“We’re meeting… a computer screen,” deadpanned Suki as they stood in front of the screens that had a simple black K across the front of the white background.
“Meet Doctor K,” snarked Sokka. “The first talking screen.”
“Greetings,” said Doctor K. “I will be quick: why have you come to Ba Sing Se in such a fashion?”
“You mean across the desert?” inquired Aang.
“Yes.”
“We had no choice,” replied Suki. “I had to break Aang out and get him to Ba Sing Se.”
“Break him out where?” inquired Doctor K.
Suki bit her lip. “A lab,” she said finally. “A lab where I needed to make certain that I was out of as soon as possible.”
“So they put metal in you huh?” said Zuko. “Figures. You’re an infiltrator.”
Suki bristled. “If you’d just shut up for one second…!”
“Ranger Series Red, quiet down.” Zuko backed down at the admonishment of the screen and Doctor K’s focus seemed to refocus on Suki and Aang. “Where were you imprisoned?”
“A camp, several miles away from here. They did… experiments on people.” Aang shuddered at the memory. “All I remember was… waking up and Suki carrying me.”
“Selective memory loss?” inquired Sokka.
“No,” said Toph, shaking her head. “I can’t feel any deceit. He is telling the truth – he doesn’t remember anything. Not even his own name.”
“How ARE you doing that anyhow?” inquired Aang.
“Earthbending,” said Toph smugly. “I’m a master of it. Despite my blindness.”
Suki blinked and then she looked the girl in the eye. True enough, her eyes were devoid of focus and slightly glazed. Resolving not to say anything that would make the situation more uncomfortable, she turned back to the screen. “Anything else you’d like to know Doctor?”
“Only that you will both be watched for the time being,” said the screen. “Until you are, please do not stray outside the Garage. Sokka, I place you in charge to get our new visitors new clothing.”
“Why me?” whined Sokka.
“FRIDGE CANNON!”
Sokka whimpered, flinched and proclaimed “Not the Fridge Cannon!” and both Toph and Zuko heaved sighs of embarrassment.
Aang blinked. “What’s a fridge cannon?”