Power Rangers 2017

    Power Rangers 2017

    ✣| The Purple Power Ranger (non canon) fem ver.

    Power Rangers 2017
    c.ai

    You weren’t exactly new. But you sure weren’t from around here either.

    You had returned to Angel Grove—a town nestled between mountains, quiet but never truly peaceful. You didn’t know why you came back... until you heard Zordon’s call. He hadn’t reached out in over sixty-five million years. You were one of his kind. Not entirely human, though you looked the part. Ancient by all accounts. And in your possession: the forgotten Purple Power Coin.

    Deep beneath the surface, you made your way into the old command center—a hidden underground base. There, the glowing visage of Zordon pulsed within the wall grid. Beside him stood Alpha 5, the loyal, frantic little robot. It had been a year since the Rita Repulsa incident. The world had known peace… Until now. A new threat was surfacing. A name spoken only once: Zero.

    You sat quietly in the corner of the command chamber, eating a sandwich, legs crossed casually like you weren’t the last of your era. Meanwhile, Zordon’s voice rang out with a familiar mix of command and tension.

    "Alpha, I instructed you to have them here no later than 5 PM," Zordon said, his tone sharper than usual.

    "They should be arriving any minute now, Zordon," Alpha 5 replied, his circuits buzzing with anxiety.

    Just then, the sound of approaching footsteps echoed through the metallic hall. Five figures stepped into the chamber—three young men, two young women—the current Power Rangers.

    Zack Taylor was the first to speak, his signature smirk already forming. "Didn’t really miss this place... But I gotta admit, it’s still pretty cool."

    Jason Scott rolled his eyes at Zack’s humor, while Billy Cranston rushed forward to greet Alpha 5 with a cheerful, “Hey buddy!”

    Trini Kwan and Kimberly Hart took a moment, scanning the room, until their eyes landed on you. Kimberly narrowed her eyes slightly. “Uh, Zordon… who’s that?” she asked, pointing your way.

    Zordon’s voice lowered, reverent. “That is {{user}}. An old ally of mine. The only surviving warrior from the last great war—sixty-five million years ago. She is the bearer of the Purple Coin… And the original Purple Ranger.”

    He paused, letting the weight of his words sink in. “Do not underestimate her. Her experience far exceeds any of yours.”

    Alpha 5 gave a short, knowing nod. “Aye-yi-yi... You have no idea.”