Late Night Work Out

Posted on Sun Sep 24th, 2023 @ 5:02pm by Damien McGinnis

840 words; about a 4 minute read

Mission: The Secret of Corvus
Location: Astro Megaship Mk III Simulator Room
Timeline: 2100 Hours, January 3rd 2051

Violet energy crackled as bolts of energy struck against the large oak trees, splintering them. Another surge of energy lashed out once again, seconds before Damien leapt out of the makeshift bunker in the dirt he'd been hiding in, morphing in a flash of red energy. He turned to face his assailant, coming face to face with a purple clad figure in ranger like armour, wolf pauldrons on his shoulders, a purple shield in his left hand and a broadsword in his right.

"You should surrender now, Ranger." The figure spoke in a deep voice "Before I am forced to end you."

"Yeah, I get that a lot." Damien replied, his sword materialising in his hand "Let's dance."

He charged in, ducking under an energy burst send from the figure's shield before swinging his sword in, having the blow parried with the shield before the figure countered with his own sword, sparks flying from Damien's chest as he was sent flying backward.

Damien scrambled to stand back up, observing the figure rapidly advancing. The figure broke into a run, leaping into the air before -

"Computer, freeze simulation!" Damien yelled, the figure freezing in mid-air as Damien stood, approaching him "Not so tough now, huh Mr. Night Wolf..."

He moved toward a clearing in the wood, a doorway with a computer console appearing in front of him. He keyed in a few commands.

"Briar wood difficulty level eight may have been overdoing it..." He muttered to himself "Let's try Angel Grove difficulty level four..."

He keyed in the command, the woods disappearing, leaving him in a grey and blue room for a moment before it was replaced with an alleyway, surrounded by buildings. The simulator had even recreated the smell from the dumpster ten feet away from Damien, something he didn't much care for.

What it didn't seem to have done, however, was create an opponent for him to spar with. He'd come to tire himself out after he couldn't sleep, and without an opponent, that wasn't likely to happen.

He slowly began to walk out of the alley, before he heard it. A loud, echoing laugh. A second later, there was a sound. Like some kind of wind based instrument playing a tune. He didn't have time to identify where the sound was coming from before a bolt of green lightning struck down from above, sending Damien flying back to the ground. He struggled to his feet, hearing the sound of heavy foot steps coming from inside the smoke that was coming from the strike zone.

As the smoke began to clear, Damien looked upon his attacker. The man wore a green ranger suit with white gloves and boots, green triangles around the cuffs. On his chest, he wore a gold shield, with gold arm bands, a black, green and gold dagger in his right hand. Completing the look was his helmet, themed after some form of dinosaur.

"This ends here, Red Ranger." The Green Ranger spoke before charging in with a roar, taking slashes with his dagger.

Damien was certainly getting his wish now; the Briar Wood simulation with Korragg had been far too challenging and now, this simulation that was pitting him against the evil Green Mighty Morphin Power Ranger was putting him on the back foot to an equal degree, despite being set at a much lower difficulty.

Damien blocked the first slash with the dagger using his morpher, swinging his sword round to strike the Green Ranger in the gut. Sparks flew from the simulation's chest as he flew backwards. Damien quickly cocked the crystal in his morpher, taking aim.

"Solar morpher!" He called "Final Strike!"

He pulled the trigger, a ball of red energy flying from his morpher, striking the simulated Green Ranger in the chest, causing him to explode in a fire ball. Damien sighed, before pausing. The simulation should have ended. Why was it still continuing?

As if to answer his question, he felt a sharp pain in his back as he was struck from behind. He looked up at his attacker, seeing a White Ranger with a red visor, his chest piece similar to the Green Ranger's, with a broken up dinosaur foot emblem in the middle of the chest, the Green Ranger's dagger in the black holster on his left hip, while he held a white sword with a cross guard styled after tiger claws in his right hand, the blade trained on Damien's throat.

"Your powers are mine..." The White Ranger stroke, pulling his sword back in preparation for a kill strike "Good bye..."

"Computer, end simulation!" Damien yelled in a panic, the alley disappearing seconds before the White Ranger vanished as his blade was millimetres from Damien's chest, Damien laying back, panting.

He'd wanted to tire himself out, but he certainly hadn't anticipated providing himself with nightmare fuel in the process. However, he didn't have time to think it over as the call to the briefing he'd asked for came through.

It was time to go to work.

 

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