![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Mother
Rita Repulsa felt an odd feeling as she walked around her palace, heading toward the east wing. Unable to place it, she ignored it. Going to Finsters lab, she was planning on asking for a potion that reduced pain. The odd feeling spiked, making her head ache like she had just grew a monster and it was destroyed. She still was not able to place it. “Finster,” she called out, walking into the lab.
He looked up from his work on a chemical mixture. Catching sight of her pain, he hurried over to help her into a chair. “What can I get for you, My Queen?” he inquired, standing up after seating her.
“One of your potions for pain,” she ordered, barely holding in a wince as the scientist moved to a storage cabinet at the wall. Opening it, he perused several small bottles before coming across the one he needed.
“I think I need to make more,” he noted, going over to hand it to her. She drank the contents in one gulp. He waited a minute for the potion to work before asking, “My Queen, I must ask, are you still having the spikes?”
“Ugh, yes.”
“Are there any correlations? Are you doing something right before they hit? A spell, or some type of action?”
“No, I cannot think of what is causing them.”
\o/\o/\o/
At the exact moment Rita is receiving the spikes, down in Angel Grove, the Turbo Rangers were fighting a new monster called the Pirate of Pier. While the rest were fighting Piranhatrons, the youngest, Justin Stewart, was trying to stop the planting of a detonator on a tugboat that would meet a Navy ship. Unable to place it anywhere without Justin trying to grab it, he got angry. “All right, little Ranger, you want this so much,” he growled, placing something on the underside, “You can have it!”
The new addition wrapped metal arms around Justins body when he threw the bomb at him, trapping him. The detonator was directly over his chest, and changed its trigger mechanism from initiating on contact to counting down with his rapidly rising heartbeat. “Oh man,” he groaned, trying to calm down and slow down the countdown.
The Pirate yelled to the other Rangers, “Lets see you get your young friend out of this.” With his mission partly accomplished, he vanished with the foot soldiers.
“Justin!” The four others ran over.
“Guys, stay back!” he shouted. The counter was heading down faster.
“Justin, you need to calm down,” Tommy ordered, “Practice the meditation technique we've been working on.” He nodded and started breathing slowly while clearing his mind. “Adam, lets see if we can't separate him from the detonator.”
The two approached carefully. After a minute of looking over the mechanism, Adam noticed the connection point. He pointed it out to Tommy, who nodded in unspoken agreement. He began unscrewing the detonator carefully from the metal arms and slowly moved it off the attachment after. “Got it,” he breathed.
“Excellent, can you disable it here?”
“No, there's no way to get into the casing without activating it.”
“Then we should get it to some place deserted and destroy it,” Tanya brought up.
Tommy nodded, “Adam, you and Kat work on getting the coils off. Tanya, head out with me.” They all agreed and went to work.
\o/\o/\o/
Rita waited for the next time the odd feelings returned to act. It was a couple of days until she felt them begin again. Once they started back up, she concentrated on them, using her magic to hone in. Finster was at her side with a potion in case.
There were flashes, a monster that looked to be Divatoxs style, fighting three of the rangers. “Justin, we need to get to the plate on his chest; it covers his weak spot,” Yellow yelled at her. No, not me. I'm seeing this through the new blue Ranger.
“Got it,” he shouted back, pulling out a blaster and fiddling with a dial on its side before firing. The plate glowed at the blast site, allowing Tommy to cut through it, killing the monster.
She pulled out her trance after the battle ended. “Do you require the potion, My Queen?” Finster inquired.
“No, I don't need it,” she effectively dismissed. He walked off with the potion and left her sitting on her throne to work out her thoughts. Rita had never dealt with this Ranger in combat. She was done with dealing with the Rangers when this one came onto the team. Her magic found him familiar, latching on quickly, even before she realized it. Not having any ideas, she decided to walk down to the kitchens for a snack. She made it out of the room before she felt pain in her hand. Her nails had cut into the palm when she focused, causing blood to well up.
Blood.
Her previous thought of food vanished as she moved to Finsters lab. “Finster, what do we have in putties?” she shouted, bringing him from his work.
“Around twenty or so.”
“I need three for a capture mission. I also need a chair or table to keep him from moving while I perform a spell.”
“Why not use a incapacitating spell?”
“It might interfere, and I cannot have that if I want the spell to work perfectly.”
\o/\o/\o/
Justin was walking home from a day dealing with the sports car. Now he just wanted dinner and some sleep. He turned the corner of a building and came across a gray figure, waiting. At least it was until it saw him, then it started attacking. “What are you?” he asked in between two kicks to force it back. It tried attacking again and he knocked it to the ground.
He waited for it to stand back up when he heard two sets of footsteps heading toward him. Turning Justin didn't move in time to escape two other gray figures that grabbed him. He wasn't able to kick them off before he felt the familiar pull of teleportation, although it wasn't like Zordons. His eyes readjusted and he found himself in a room with pillars surrounding it.
The putties placed him on a table with straps to keep him in place. Struggling all the way, he didn't stop once they had him down. “What's going on?” he shouted, seeing several others come forward. He focused on Rita. “Who are you?”
She focused on her spell, chanting around her crystal ball. Another figure, one that looked vaguely of a species of dog, removed his morpher, key and communicator. “No!”
The spell started doing its work. A fog clouded the ball and she finished the spell and waited to see if it turned color. A second after, it turned blood red. Rita wasn't very happy when the result came in. “This is just as I feared,” she mourned. “Leave us!” The putties and Finster left, leaving Justin still strapped to the table and her at the crystal ball.
“Do you know who I am?”
Justin looked over to her as she asked. “No,” he answered.
“I am Rita Repulsa, enemy of Zordon. Thousands of years ago, I had conquered many planets when Zordon defeated me and imprisoned me. Before that happened, I had given birth. I sent the child to the father, unsure of where he was now. Unknown to me, he was living on Earth and in the year nineteen eighty-six.”
Justin put together the last sentence and jumped. “You believe me to be your child?” He shook his head. “No way. My Mother was Beth Stewart.”
“My magic does not lie. You are my son.”
\o/\o/\o/
Tommy was glad he was alone in his room when his communicator went off. He checked around still in case anyone was coming close. “I'm here, Zordon,” he replied.
“Tommy, you need to come to the Power Chamber.”
“All right.” He stood up and waited for the familiar pulling feeling of teleportation before glancing up at his mentor. He noticed that no one else was around. “Zordon?”
The man noticed his confusion and explained, “This requires your unique knowledge.” He brought up a video on the screen.
He saw Justin fighting putties and was even more confused. Then he saw a familiar teleportation happen to Justin. “Rita. What would she want with Justin?”
“I do not know at the moment. Tommy, you must go up to the moon base and get Justin back.”
“On it.”
The base hadn't changed in the years he had been hear. “Where would they be keeping him?” he muttered, looking around.
He came across the room that had been his first introduction to Rita, where the spell was cast to bow to her command. In the middle was a table and on it was Justin. He rushed over to start untying him. “Tommy?” he asked.
“Yeah, Justin,” he reassured, “Come on, lets get you out of here.”
He shook his head. “I can't. They have my morpher and my communicator.”
He nodded, “All right, do you know who took it?”
“He was white, not human.”
“All right, I think that's Finster.” He looked for a place to hide Justin. There was a small alcove that probably held some statue. “Here, stay here while I go get your things back. Okay?” Justin nodded and crouched to become smaller while he went to retrieve the items.
He crept slowly to the laboratory, watching out for those walking around. Finster was working on a chemical reaction, but that didn't fool him into thinking Finster didn't know he was there. He swiped the communicator, morpher and key before hurrying back. Once giving it to Justin, they moved to a place that was empty and where Tommy had teleported in before calling for Zordon to get them out.
The Power Chamber only had Alpha and Zordon inside. “Ayayay, Justin,” Alpha exclaimed.
“Justin, are you alright?” Zordon asked. He nodded his head, still a little unnerved. “What did Rita want with you?”
“I... She thinks she's my mother.”
“Mother?” Tommy questioned.
“She did a spell and she said that her magic doesn't lie and it told her that I was her child, one she gave up.”
Zordon looked contemplative at the recent news. “Justin, would you object to a second test, one done on the scanners here?” He shook his head. “Alpha.” The robot led Justin to a machine that had a bed underneath it. Once settled, he started the scan, passing over twice before being allowed to get off.
After a few minutes, Alpha read the results. “Rita was telling the truth,” he announced, “She is your mother.”
Stunned, Justin didn't say anything and just moved a little ways away before teleporting out of the Chamber. Tommy followed him out, nodding to Zordon before teleporting. The area where he had gone was a small beach near the lake. Justin was seated near the edge. He sat down next to him. Not knowing how to start, he asked, “How are you feeling?”
Justin gave him a stare before actually answering. “Angry. Confused. My dad lied to me about who my Mother was.”
“He didn't lie. Rita didn't raise you, didn't care for you. Your real mom did.” They just sat there for a while for Justin to process everything.
“What if I'm like her?”
“You won't be.”
“But...”
“Look, Rocky sent you, but the Powers chose you. Besides, you have us to help you out,” he argued. “Did I ever tell you how I first became a Ranger?”
“Uh nuh.”
“I was new to Angel Grove,” he began, “And I ended up fighting Jason in a spar. Rita was watching for people that could take on the Power Rangers and saw me. After testing me with a few putties, she brought me up to her Moon palace and made me her Green Ranger. I was working for her.”
“I almost destroyed them. Tore apart the Command Center, disabled Alpha and sent Zordon someplace where the Rangers couldn't contact him. I was fighting them and was holding a sword that kept me in the power of Rita. They destroyed it and I was freed from her spell. They could have turned their backs or hurt me, but they didn't. They knew that it wasn't my fault. It's not your fault you're related to Rita.”
He pondered over the small story before a small smile stole on his face. “I guess you're right.”
Tommy threw an arm around him and dragged him up. “Come on, Kat was supposed to be performing today. We promised her we wouldn't miss it,” he reminded.
