The Aquabase was alive with motion, a steady hum of machinery and voices echoing through its underwater corridors. Here, beneath the ocean’s surface, Mariner Bay’s defenders gathered whenever danger loomed. The command center glowed with monitors showing real-time feeds of the city above. Technicians called out data while the pulse of alarms filled the room. In the middle of it all, Carter Grayson stood tall, the red of his Lightspeed Rescue uniform gleaming in the harsh light.

He scanned the screens carefully. As the Red Ranger and team leader, Carter always carried himself with a calm focus. Even when tension ran high, his voice cut through the noise with clarity and certainty. One by one, the other Rangers entered. Chad, quiet and thoughtful, adjusted the straps on his wetsuit-blue jacket. Kelsey bounded in with her usual energy, a spark in her eyes that never dimmed, even in crisis. Joel, never missing a chance to show flair, strolled in last, twirling his flight helmet with a cocky grin. Dana arrived at nearly the same time, her medic’s datapad in hand, her every step crisp and precise. “Nice of you to finally join us, Joel,” Kelsey quipped, smirking as she crossed her arms. Joel winked back. “What can I say? Style takes time.” “Just be on time when it matters,” Dana shot back, her voice sharp, though there was a trace of sisterly patience underneath. Before Joel could respond, Carter raised his voice. “Alright, Rangers, focus up. Captain Mitchell has the floor.”

The room stilled as Captain William Mitchell—Dana’s father and commander of the Aquabase—stepped forward. The holoscreen shifted, showing Mariner Bay’s refinery district. Several red markers pulsed along the map, each flashing brighter with every passing second. “Vypra and Loki have been spotted,” Mitchell said gravely. “They’re targeting the main power junction. If they succeed, the city grid will collapse. Fires, outages, and explosions will follow.” Dana’s eyes widened as she looked at the readouts. “The hospital is connected to that grid. If it shuts down, patients’ lives are at risk.” “Exactly,” Mitchell confirmed. “That’s why your mission is twofold: rescue civilians and neutralize the threat.” Carter’s gaze sharpened as he studied the screen. “Alright, here’s the plan. Chad, you’ll take the water routes and cut off any monsters trying to escape by the docks. Kelsey, cover the rooftops for recon and civilian guidance. Joel, Air Rescue’s on standby—you’ll coordinate evacuations from above. Dana, you’re with me. We’ll engage on the ground and contain Vypra directly.” Joel smirked again. “Copy that, fearless leader. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure the skies look good while saving lives.”

Carter frowned but kept his voice even. “This isn’t about looking good, Joel. People come first.”

Joel’s grin softened into something more sincere. “Yeah, I know. I’ve got your back.” Before Carter could continue, alarms blared louder. The holoscreen zoomed in with new images—smoke rising from the refinery district, civilians fleeing as demonic foot soldiers surged into the streets. “Confirmed strike,” a technician called out. “Multiple fires and civilian presence detected!” Captain Mitchell’s tone cut through the noise. “This is it, Rangers. Remember your training. Trust each other. That teamwork is what separates Lightspeed Rescue from every other defense unit in the world.” The team lined up, a practiced motion that always carried weight. Carter looked at each of them—his friends, his responsibility, his family in the fight. For just a heartbeat, his voice softened. “I couldn’t ask for a better team. Let’s get out there and bring everyone home safe.” “Ready!” Kelsey called, her fists clenched in determination. “Always,” Chad added with calm assurance. Joel spun his helmet once more before sliding it on. “Let’s light ‘em up.”

Dana simply gave a firm nod, her focus absolute. Carter raised his morpher high. “Lightspeed Rescue—Let’s Power Up!” Energy surged around them, morphing grids locking into place as their suits materialized. In an instant, they stood transformed.