Power Rangers A.D.S. - Chapter 10 "Ranger Green Part 2"

[drunkenpandaren]

That's all for now O_O Fingers ache so much.

EDIT: Reuploaded Ranger Green Pt 2 for a canonical name change. FML


Ranger Green Part 2


“So…”

WHUD

“You think…”

CRUNCH

“That maybe…”

SLAM

“Your parents…”

WHOCK THUD WHUMP

“Might have a tiny…”

WHOMP

“Point?”

“No,” said Doctor T, flipping her hair out of the way as Aang tried to stumble to his feet from the vicious Earthbending she had “graciously” offered to teach him. So far however, all Aang had learned was how to get hurt and try to survive the vicious beating.

“Cause you know, they ARE worried about you.”

“Worried enough that they took Long Feng’s advice and continued that damn betrothal from years ago,” groused Doctor T as she drove Aang into the ground, leaving his head sticking out of it. The boy struggled but she didn’t pull him back up.

“I don’t get it Doctor T, why now?” inquired Sokka. “They’re obviously still well off…”

“Money,” said Zuko. “And power and status. Even in this day and age, we’re still marrying people off for that.”

“Yeah. I wouldn’t want to get caught up in one of those,” said Katara, agreeing wholeheartedly with Doctor T’s frustration.

“I don’t really get it, but can you get me out of this Doctor T?” inquired Aang. In a rumble of earth, Aang was propelled out of the hole and he slumped over like a fish. “Thanks.”

“Hey Doc, don’t mean to bug some more but gotta question for you,” said Sokka. “Why don’t you wear shoes?”

“Don’t like them, and they dull my senses,” replied Doctor T shortly. “Besides, it drives my parents insane.”

A beeping emitted from a device on Doctor T’s hand and she laid a hand on it. “Shield breach,” she reported after interpreting the signal.

“Of course it is,” sighed Sokka tiredly. “Just once I’d like it to be a bird hitting the dome.”

“Sector 19-B, Upper Level,” said Doctor T, ignoring Sokka’s comment. “Highly populated wealthy area. Move the fight out into 18-D or the people in 19-B will throw a fit.”

“Got it. Lets go guys.” As the Rangers took off in their vehicles, Doctor T went over to the bench, picking up her drink. Sipping down a little of it, she headed out back towards the garage. Her Rangers needed her expertise and there was little she could do while outside.


“Kite it,” exclaimed Katara as Sokka rammed the Moose-Lion into the giant attack bot. “Sokka, do you know what KITE even means?”

“Sure I do, but it’s not following me,” replied Sokka as he pulled the zord backwards. “Whoop, and there goes a fountain.”

“Can we at least form up? I think we’d do less DAMAGE if we were working together,” groused Zuko, making another circle and peppering the opponent with lasers.

“Not enough room,” replied Katara. “Look at all of that stuff down there.”

“And it refuses to move,” grumbled Sokka. “Plan B?”

“Plan B,” agreed Aang. “Deploying cables.”

Five cables shot from the front paws of the Bison zord and the machine struggled to get free. “Pulling.”

Slowly, it was dragged upwards into the air as Aang moved the attack bot. “Repositioning complete. Let em have it guys.”

“A.D.S. Megazord, form up,” commanded Katara and the zords locked together. “Horn Saber!”

In a thunderous explosion, the attack bot was blown up and the Rangers heaved a sigh. “That was the most difficult battle ever,” groaned Aang. “Just cause we’re tying to move it away.”

“How much damage are we looking at?” inquired Katara.

“Not much. A few trees, a fountain, and some guy’s roof,” reported Zuko. “Oh, and that pile of Grinders will need to be swept up.”

“That’s for city guys to take care of,” said Sokka. “Lets get out of these things and get back to our cars. I left mine double-parked.”

“Smooth,” snickered Katara as the zords were recalled. Landing with a soft thump, a voice called out to her.

“Katara!” Looking up, a breathless Poppy was running up. “Katara, good timing. I was hoping you could help me with something?”

“Dwah?” inquired Katara. “Like what?”

“Just come with me!” with a yelp, Katara was dragged off by the enthusiastic woman with the boys staring at her.

“Do… you think she needs help?” said Aang slowly and Zuko and Sokka chorused “No.”


“I’ve brought the bridesmaid!” exclaimed Poppy as she ran up with Katara, the latter still dizzy and morphed.

The woman at the front examined the girl who was still panting. “Hmm… a little skinny,” she said, encircling Katara who blinked under her helmet. “Take off that ridiculous helmet child, I cannot see your face.”

“Er… all right? Standby.” In a flash of light, her helmet vanished and the dressmaker sniffed.

“What will they come up with in these days of fashion?” snorted the dressmaker as she started measuring Katara who was completely bewildered at the turn of events.

“Oh no, it’s not meant for fashion it’s a battle uniform,” replied Katara lamely.

“Obviously. No taste. Arms up!”

Katara obediently did so as she asked, “Mrs. Bei Fong?”

“Please call my Poppy,” replied Doctor T’s mother.

“Er, Poppy? What’s with this?”

“Oh, well one of the brides maids fell ill and I was so hoping that my daughter would have a friend on the roster. Is that all right?”

“Er, I guess its okay for me but Doctor T doesn’t really like the idea behind this,” replied Katara as her legs were nudged open for more measurements.

“Oh pish I’m sure she’ll agree to it soon. And my daughter has a name other than Doctor T. It’s—“

The woman was cut off by Katara’s morpher ringing and she blushed. “One moment,” she said, opening it. “Yes?”

“Series Blue. Is there any reason why you’re STILL in uniform?”

“Um… you’ll have to as your mother. Hold please.” Katara held the morpher out to Poppy. “it’s for you.”

“Daughter?” Poppy’s expression lit up. “Oh I CAN talk to you! My, isn’t this convenient.”

“Mother, what is the meaning of this? Why have you kidnapped one of my Rangers?”

“Oh pish, she’s not kidnapped. She’s just getting a dress fitted.”

“For what?”

“For your wedding of course! She’s going to be a bridesmaid!”

“Mother I am NOT getting married!”

“Now that’s quite enough of that young lady,” said the Bei Fong matriarch sternly. “We decided on this marriage years ago.”

“I don’t love that fop!”

“Of course you don’t; if you did then you wouldn’t be protesting so much would you?”

“AUGH!” With a beep, Doctor T hung up and Poppy blinked before handing the morpher back to Katara.

“She’s quite feisty.”

“I noticed,” replied Katara as the seamstress handed her a dress.


“Get out of here! Go!”

“What about you?”

“I’ll be fine. Just keep going and don’t look back!”

“Wait, the Series Gold and Silver!”

“Wait, NO STOP!”

“Doctor T?”

Doctor T snapped awake as Zuko rapped at her little cubby-hole of an office. “Sorry to bother you but your parents are here.”

“… fine. Give me a moment.” Zuko nodded and left the Doctor who rubbed her eyes of sleep, despite not really caring what she looked like at the moment.

Walking out, she yawned and muttered, “This better be good.”

“Dear you’re a mess!” exclaimed her mother, fussing over her appearance. “Your hair hasn’t even been combed or washed or your clothing changed…!”

“I was ASLEEP,” groused Doctor T. “What do you want mother, father?”

“We just wanted to swing by and introduce you to your fiancé,” replied her father, stepping aside to reveal a tall Water Tribe teen with flashing teeth and a self-assured smile. “Hahn, you remember our daughter?”

“Yes, I remember her,” replied Hahn.

“Fantastic. Can I get back to my nap now? I’ve spent the last ten hours reprogramming Series Black’s biohardware for a new power.” Deadpanned Doctor T.

“I’m afraid family comes first daughter,” said Lao sternly. “You should know this as a Bei Fong. We have a duty to the people.”

“And that duty includes marrying off your daughter who you haven’t seen for nearly six years? PASS.”

“Dear be reasonable,” pleaded Poppy. “All we’re asking is for you to go through with this.”

“And why should I?” demanded Doctor T.

“Because we love you. We never stopped searching for you.” Said Lao.

“And you know where I was? I was stuck, trapped deep beneath Lake Laogai in a facility, being forced to develop technology that would save or break the world. Ever think about how a certified supergenius with the skills to make Ranger tech would make a delicate little flower of a wife?” snapped Doctor T.

“Just please, consider it,” pleaded Poppy. “Please? For us?”

Doctor T was silent with her back turned to the others. Finally, she said, “One try. If it doesn’t work, all bets are off.”

Poppy squealed and hugged her daughter who tried not to think about how good it felt being hugged again by a loving mother.


“Look at this place,” stated Sokka as he gazed around the large cathedral. “When did they dig up the money for this kind of shindig?”

“Most likely as a favour from the husband’s family,” remarked Zuko.

“It’s beautiful though. I wonder how they maintain such an ice structure in Ba Sing Se’s temperature?” wondered Aang.

“Dunno. Hey has anyone seen Katara?” wondered Sokka.

Katara indeed was gone and the girl had headed off with the bridal party. Opening the door to Doctor T’s room, she asked, “Doctor T?”

“I’m here.”

Katara opened the door fully and gasped. “Wow… you look wonderful!”

“Everyone says that,” replied Doctor T as she was dressed in a gorgeous kimono of greens and whites with a elaborate train behind her. Her blank eyes were accented by makeup that did not detract from her natural beauty. “I wouldn’t know, y’know?” And she waggled a hand in front of her face. Katara DID notice that she was barefoot.

Closing the door, she cleared her throat. “If there’s anything I can do for you…” said Katara. “You know… as a friend?”

“Wanna trade places and get married to Hahn?” inquired Doctor T hopefully.

“EEW! No.”

“Pity.” Doctor T sighed. “There goes my idea for the ol’ bridal switcharoo.”

A knock at the door alerted the pair. “Hey Katara, you in there?” called out Sokka.

“Don’t even think of coming in!” snapped Katara. “It’s bad luck to see the bride before the wedding!”

“Doesn’t that just apply to the groom?” inquired Zuko behind the door.

“Er… come in and I’ll kick all of your butts! I’m half-naked!” There was a sound of something hitting the door and a yelp of “Aang?!” before Katara groaned.

“Boys. Can’t live with them, can’t sell em for spare parts.”

“I know at least one person who’d want Sokka’s spare parts,” replied Doctor T dryly and Katara stifled a snicker. “But actually, there IS something you can do for me…”


Aang tugged at his formal robes. “Quit tugging at it, you’ll wreck the collar,” hissed Sokka. “It’s a rental.”

“It’s tight,” said Aang, fidgeting.

“Sorry I’m late,” whispered Katara, sliding in next to them. She was dressed in a powder blue “modern-style” dress and added, “I had to get something for Doctor T.”

“No prob, you haven’t missed much,” whispered back Sokka. Aang nodded and Zuko glanced at the girl out of the corner of his eye.

“Aren’t you supposed to be in the bridal procession?” inquired Zuko who looked dashing in his formal red robes.

“Change in plan,” whispered Katara. “By the way, we need to go. Like stat.”

“Attack?” whispered Aang, trying not to focus on how good Katara looked in that outfit.

“Yeah. Doctor T noticed it crop up before the procession began. C’mon, hustle.” Shooing the boys out, they ran out the door of the cathedral and almost right into a pack of Grinders.

“Looking good Zuxu,” sneered Azula. “Are you getting married?”

“No,” replied Zuko. “Don’t you know its bad form to crash a wedding? Ready!”

“A.D.S. MAX DRIVE!” chorused the four and in a blast of light, was in the thick of the opponents.


“Mwawwage is a saqwed thing,” drawled the toothless old priest. “Mwawwage…”

People screamed as Series Red was booted through the window. Rolling to his feet, he proclaimed, “Carry on!” before diving back through the window.

“Mwawwage is the most howy of matrimonies… cuwimilating with the Swun wand the Mowwwn…”

This time Series Yellow was blown through the doors, only to scramble up, blocked off the doors, bowed to the crowd and dove through the busted window.

“And in the pweesce owf the Gweat Swpiwits…”

“Oh god window!” proclaimed Series Black who rolled to his feet, pulled a gun and started firing through it before scrambling ungainly through said battered window.

“We swand togethwar, to bwing Dwoctor T—“

“YIPE!” exclaimed Series Blue, falling through the ceiling. “C-carry on,” she managed, leaping up through the ceiling.

“And Hawhn owf the Water Twibe togethwar. Twhose who spweak against Mwawwage swpwak now.”

“Yeah, I do.” Said Doctor T, startling everyone.

“Dear, please!” Protested Poppy.

“Be reasonable!” protested Lao but Doctor T held up a hand sharply.

“Mother, father, I appreciate your attempts and resuming our lives. But we are different people now. And this person needs to fly.”

In a deft move, Doctor T slid her wrist up, revealing a yellow and black wrist-mounted morpher. “I’ve got something to take care of.”

Pulling her train off, she marched boldly down the asile and pulled out an Engine Cell. Reaching the doors, she kicked them open with a cry of “A.D.S. MAX DRIVE! HEY GIRLY GIRL! TRY ME ON!”

Azula had little time to move as Doctor T bent the ground around her, sending her flying fifty feet into water.

Doctor T folded her arms and there was a smirk in her voice. “Any other questions?”


“That was pretty awesome Doctor T,” said Sokka that evening. The five were sitting around their table, working on a pizza, half of it vegetarian for Aang.

“I built it, I can use it too,” replied Doctor T flippantly, reaching for another slice.

“What I don’t get is why you were holding out on us with Series Green,” said Zuko. “Wouldn’t it have been easier than looking for candidates?”

“I needed to make a point,” shrugged Doctor T.

The doorbell rang and Aang jumped up. “Doorbell!” Scampering over, he opened the door. “Oh, hi.”

“Hello Aang, can we speak with our daughter please?” inquired Lao.

“You can say whatever you want in front of my people,” said Doctor T.

Her parents stood before them, worried for a long moment before Lao started. “First off, I apologize, WE apologize for trying to force you into a marriage. It’s true we were trying to get some of our old status back and we sincerely apologize for it.”

“Secondly, um… we wanted to let you know that you are a wonderful daughter,” said Poppy. “And you handled yourself quite well. I think you would have made our ancestors proud. Please, take this.”

Handing Doctor T a piece of paper, she opened it up and ran her fingers. Her eyes widened and Lao said, “It’s our gift to you. Please, call us any time. Good evening to you all.”

As they left, Sokka sighed. “Nothing like a little family reunion to finally go right.”

“That makes one of us,” groused Zuko.

“What’s it say?” inquired Katara as Doctor T got up. “Doctor T?”

“That they’re proud of me. And the never stopped loving me.” Doctor T paused at the top of the stairs.

“Oh, and one last thing. Toph. That’s my name.”