Power Rangers: Chrono Storm (Game)

"Whew! That was close. Had I not wiped their memory of me taking that Dorian guy home, that could have ended really badly. The last thing I need is to screw up the timeline by letting it slip that the TMB is actually a thing."

The person in question is Mateo Alvarez, Chrono Storm Red Ranger and member of the TMB or Time Masters Bureau. He just finished a mission that involved him traveling to just after the final battle against Prometheus. Given the result of that battle, things were in disarray with the the SPD Rangers, including how to get their Omega Ranger back to his own time, seeing as his jaunt into the past was more of a one way trip. When Mateo arrived, he found the SPD Rangers and after some brief dialogue with the Rangers of this time period, convinced Dorian to come with him so that he could bring the Omega Ranger home. As he departed, he fired a mind charger into the sky, unleashing a non lethal wave of energy, wiping the minds of everyone and everything he was involved with, adjusting their memories to believe that it was a fail safe in Dorian's morpher that triggered and pulled him back to his time. As soon as he arrived with Dorian in the Omega Ranger's future, he repeated the same memory adjustment process. After he was done, Mateo boarded his ship, Patricia, he sat down in the captain's chair, demorphing and setting his Storm Morpher on the console in front of him.

"Let me guess, another close call?" A floating head emerged from the central console in the middle of the bridge.

"It wasn't that close, Sensei!" Mateo exclaimed, talking to the female AI that served as a mentor of sorts and his encyclopedia for all things time travel and TMB. In addition, she served as the operating system for the ship and aided Mateo on missions. Although she was part of the TMB technology, her personality resembled that of a human, likely due to how she was designed. Like Patricia, she was passed down from Mateo's true mentor, the previous owner of this ship and Silver Ranger.

"Says the guy that almost forgot to wipe his contacts clean." She spoke, giving the Red Ranger a hard time in jest.

"It wasn't my fault. It was supposed to be quick and clean but I saw the SPD Pink Ranger and she was so sad after what happened and seeing a woman in distress hurts my soul!"

"Yeah, yeah. Just remember that sentiment when it's time to update my operating system."

"Of course, my dear Sensei!" Mateo leaned back in his captain's chair. "Until then, I'll just kick my feet up and relax after a job well done."

"If that's your idea of a job well done, the entire timeline is doomed." The AI joked. The ship Patricia was launched into the sky, taking off and entering the time stream, awaiting their next adventure.

Walking down the street in Alexandra, Arizona, Samara Shepard sighed to herself as she made her way from the general store back toward the saloon, loaded with a few bags of groceries. She walked in and headed to the back, setting the bags down and started sorting them out. "Best have these all sorted and put up before the bar starts to get busy. I know I won't get much time then," she said. She brushed her hair back, folding the bag after she was done and stored it away.

Being a woman of only 22, Samara was slightly homesick for Tombstone, but she knew there was nothing left for her in that town, not since leaving in a bad way after a fight with her mother and a failed romance with a cowboy that left two men dead and her mother wounded. Leaving Tombstone had been the hardest thing for her to do, but she knew--at the time--it was her best choice. She brushed the dirt from her skirt, walking back out into the saloon and seeing a couple of men playing cards and another in a corner strumming a guitar.

"Just another day in heaven," she mumbled, watching the bar and hoping to start her day.
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The year 2034. Eighteen year old Ledger Phoenix rode his bike off campus to the house he shared with some friends from the University of Tulsa after class. He glided to a stop at the house, hopping off of his bike and carrying it up the stairs, latching it to the post on the porch before walking inside. He passed pictures of his housemates families, seeing a picture of his own family: mother Carrie, sisters Christine, Jade, and Jennifer, and himself.

"Ah, being the baby of the famly. Fucking great," Ledger snickered, shaking his head and walking past the photo. He set his bag down, hearing certain noises coming from his roommate's room down the hall. "Eddie! Stop being so loud when you're getting plowed by Ellie!"

"HA!" he heard, along with a yelp and a body hitting the floor. A minute later, the door burst open and Eddie and Ellie came out of the room, Ellie laughing and pulling her hair up.

"Dude. What the hell? I told you not to make any noise or shit when I'm in there with Ellie!" Eddie said.

"And I told you to stop squealing like a stuck pig every time she has her way with you," Ledger said with a grin. "Was he almost to the point of tears again, El?"

Ellie laughed, shoving Ledger and grinning. "Almost. Almost. A few more seconds and a little work, I would have had him bawling!"

"I hate all of you. Fuck you."

"That's what I was trying to do, but you told me to put the Big Guy back in the nightstand!" Ellie laughed, shaking her head when Eddie turned red. "When you get home, Ledge?"

"Just now. CLass got out about twenty minutes ago. Had to argue with Professor Afton about my Psych mid, but it's all straight," Ledger said, walking into the kitchen and grabbing some sodas, tossing one to Ellie. "Game tonight?"

"Yep! Playing Oklahoma State Cowgirls. We're hoping to finally break their win streak. They're sitting 8-0 right now. One more win and they're guaranteed playoffs."

"I'll be there cheering you guys on," Ledger said with a smile.

It was the year 4001. One man was sitting in the captain's chair of his ship, The Vengeance. The man in question was Calen Diorno. He was a scientist and loving family man whose family vanished within the blink of an eye. Eventually discovering that his was due to something that occurred far in the past, Calen discovered that in order to secure his future, he must first change the past.

"Computer, find me a Pivot Point."

"PROCESSING."

The Vengeance's computer began sorting through all of time, eventually landing on a specific point. "Calen, I have located a Pivot Point in 2022." Pivot Points are periods in history that if tampered with, alter the future dramatically. It is Calen's hope that changing a point that involves the Power Rangers, it would be enough to change his future for the better.

Calen reviewed the data on his holo screen. "Computer, proceed to this day."

"ACKNOWLEDGED." The Vengeance has hit the time stream, traveling to the past so that Calen can change history.

After submitting three pieces of work to the museum for an upcoming exhibition, Lalah headed at a local Pittsburgh hangout called Café Hey to grab her usual meal. It’s one of the few places where she felt welcomed by everyone regardless of the status. Being a member of an immigrant family was never easy to begin with and given the movement, it grew worse before it got better.

"Lalah, it's good to see you!"

Entering the cafe, Lalah spotted the bartender. "Ginsburg, selamat pagi!" She greeted her friend. "How are you doing?"

"Been doin' good. So far no violence happened here or out. Still messy for everyone." Ginsburg said with relieved smile. Then he worked on the meal his client enjoyed.

"Here's to hope, my friend." Lalah said as she sat by the counter.

"How's your job goin'?"

"I managed to submit three piece for upcoming gallery earlier. It's a - how you put it - all-nighter." Lalah chuckled. "Thankful I can rest easy for now until I get a mail from them."

"I know Roy and Warhol do the same. They mentioned about it and you yesterday."

"Oh really? Guess I will call them later. I bet they have ideas for collaboration."

"Darn tootin'" Ginsburg snickered. Once he had the food ready he gave them to Lalah. "Here ya go."

"Thank you, my friend." Lalah thanked him, accepting the food and coffee. "We will discuss more the next day."

"Take care, Lalah."

"You too."

Mateo was relaxing on the ship, enjoying the calmness and the serenity of the time stream. That peace was about to come to an abrupt halt as alarms blared, causing the young agent to lift his head up.

"Sensei, is this another one of your surprise drills?! If so, can we do it later? I'm about to get in a good nap."

"No, this is not a drill! There is a disturbance in the time stream. My systems indicate a ship traveling through to the year 2022... and the ship is not TMB."

Mateo sat up, looking at the floating AI head. "Is it that Dorian kid? Maybe something happened with his folks again and he's trying to go back a second time?"

"No. The ship appears to be futuristic in design per my data, quite possibly around the year 4000."

"4000!? That can't be right! What would anyone from that far in the future want in 2022?"

"We do not know, hence why we will pursue and investigate." Sensei said to Mateo whose eyes lit up.

"Geeze! I just came from that year! Hopefully this is quick." Mateo stood up. As he reached for his Storm Morpher, a double beep could be heard.

"Incoming transmission."

"Patch em through..... hey! How goes it!?" Mateo greeted his mentor warmly, seeing his face on holo screen.

"Not well, I'm afraid. I know you all picked up that disturbance. Further data shows whoever is on that ship is trying to stop a Pivot Point.

"Fuck! There goes my R&R." Mateo shook his head.

"Ahem. Given the nature of this threat, the TMB is authorizing the recruitment of potential individuals to become Power Rangers, like you. A list of candidates has already been sent to you."

Mateo opened the message that the Mentor sent and scratched his head. "Only four?"

"That's all you'll need for now. Should the need arise, we will re-evaluate your situation and allot added resources as need. Now get to it. And hurry."

"Got it!" Mateo responded as the call ended. "Finally! Some company!"

"Hey! What about me!?"

"You know what I mean, Sensei!" Mateo shrugged his shoulders. After some light banter, Mateo began to focus, knowing time was quite literally of the essence. "So which one are we getting first?"

"We are traveling to 1902 and collect Ms. Samara Shepard first."

"Okay then, full speed ahead!" Mateo gave the order and the ship took off, heading to the desired destination. When the ship finally arrived, it popped out of the Time stream and landed in an open desert area, free from prying eyes. Mateo exited the ship with period appropriate clothing. After some time searching, he found the bar with Samara in it. After a visual confirmation, Mateo took a seat and couldn't help but smile when he got a good look at Samara beyond what he saw on a holo screen.

"Why hello there, beautiful." Mateo raised his hand, trying to get Samara's attention.

Samara poured some more shots and beers, handing them out. She looked over at Mateo, hearing his words,. "Hello there, stranger. Ain't seen you before. New in town?" she asked. "Didn't know we was expectin' the stage today. Ain't hardly dust on you, fella. What can I get'cha?"

"Somethin' like that." Mateo smiled. "What I need is a glass of your whiskey and a moment of your time."

"You're too kind." Mateo raised his glass, appreciating the free drink. "Forgive me if I'm being too forward, but dare I say, you're far too beautiful to be standing behind a bar. What is keeping you from going out and seeing the world?"