Barely Titled POWER RANGERS Revamp

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EXT. STREET -- DAYTIME

A long, straight road with a distant curve going into some unseensection of town. From around the corner, heading towardsthe camera, is a rather large parade. One of the balloons,the biggest of them all, is of TYRANO, THE RED RANGER.

ANNOUNCERAnd coming in now we see a float oflocal hero, Tyrano...I tell you,Angel Grove would not be here todayif not for him!

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EXT. ROOFTOP -- DAYTIME

We see JASON sitting on the edge of a rooftop, watching the parade

come by and holding a Styrofoam cup of coffee., the largeballoon coming into view. JASON, 24, is sitting in hisTyrano uniform, which is a deep red with a large whitestripe running from his neck and down to the top of his boots,and his fingers and palms white as well. A futuristiclooking pistol is strapped to his side, and he has a large,stylized broadsword on his back; there is no visible sheath,it appears to be held by some other means. The helmet,sitting beside him, is vaguely reminiscent of a TyrannosaurusRex's face, with a black visor and a silver piece coveringhis mouth; the silver piece angled and straight gray,conveying no emotion. There is also a tight, red hood,which Jason has pulled down, leaving it to lay partially on

the handle of his sword. Jason raises the cup to take asip.

JASON(Mumbling)

At least they didn't try to give ita cape this year...

The parade carries on for a while, as the balloon floatspast Jason, when an explosion erupts from a buildingnearby. People scream and run away as debris and smoke fallto the ground. Jason pulls up the hood on the back of his

neck and grabs the helmet beside him. With a deep sigh, hepulls on the helmet, fitting on like a motorcycle helmet,but much tighter and far more secure. Spreading his arms,Jason leaps down to

EXT. STREET -- DAYTIME

Jason lands directly in front of the explosion, motioning towardscivilians in the vicinity.

JASON(shouting)

Are you people dense!? Get out of

here, now!

In the smoky building, the shadows of several men appear, carrying



large bags of what appears to be money. Jason stridestoward them.

JASONJust so you know, you guys picked areal bad day to do this.

A man in the middle steps into light, his features becoming visible.He is a tall man, well dressed, with slicked back, jet black hairand a shotgun strapped to his back. Jason shakes his headupon seeing him.

JASONOlivier...again? How many timesmust we do this?

The man does not speak, but instead uses two fingers to motionthe men around him. Simultaneously, they all drop theirbags and charge towards Jason, who takes them out in a

flurry of martial arts moves. Upon dispatching them heturns back to Olivier, who has pulled a shotgun out andbegun to open fire. Jason cartwheels and flips, dodging theblasts and pulling at his own pistol as he does, firing afew rounds but ultimately missing. As the firefightcontinues, Jason is winged by a shotgun blast and is knockedoff balance. He looks up to find Olivier, who pulls out alarge, ornate dagger and leans in close. It is then that wesee Olivier's pupils, which are severely dilated.

OLIVIER(whispering)

All hail the great queen, the witch

Bandora...

JASONWhat?

Jason tries to speak, but Olivier grabs him by the throatand begins to press the dagger into his heart. Jason gripsthe pistol and flips a switch near his thumb. The barrel ofthe gun seemingly cracks, dropping down to cover hisknuckles, and a large blade, shimmering as if to be made ofcrystal, emerges from the handle. Gasping, Jason jams thedagger into Olivier's side, causing Olivier to recoil inpain. Gaining an opportunity, Jason head butts Olivier andthrows him off. Olivier sits up, his nose bleeding, shakinghis head.

OLIVIERWha...what happened? Where am I?

Jason closes the blade and holsters his pistol, and for the firsttime notices that the men he fought earlier have allvanished, leaving only one bag behind. Jason makes his wayto the bag and tears it open. As he does, we see thebuilding robbed was a pottery store, and the bag is full ofclay.

FADE OUT



INT. COMMAND CENTER

Jason stands at a series of consoles, staring at a monitorand blinking lights. He is now wearing his street clothes;on his left arm is a wide, black band with a red plate onthe underside of his wrist; on his right hand a similar bandwith a red plate on the top of his wrist. A humanoid

looking robot, Alpha, enters from the left.

ALPHAThe police reports came in.Olivier apparently had no memory ofthe past week.

Jason drums his fingers on the console.

JASONSo why the hell was he robbing apottery store? And what where they

doing with clay in their back room?

A large tube in front of Jason shimmers to life. The large,floating head of Zordon appears within it.

ZORDONJason, Alpha and I will work onthis here. It is best you returnhome. We will contact you when weknow something.

Jason sighs and walks to another console to the side,punching a series of buttons before disappearing in a red

beam of light. Alpha looks up to Zordon.

ALPHAWhy not tell him? Surely you wanthim to be prepared for Bandora?

ZORDONUntil we have confirmation, it isbest we not worry him. The witchBandora was locked away for aneternity; I want to know forcertain it is her.

ALPHAAnd if it is?

ZORDONThen we will have to make otherpreparations to deal with Bandora.

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EXT. DESERT -- DAYTIME

A tall, lean figure stands int he desert, overlooking a

cliff. This is RITO. He is well dressed in a long, flowingrobe, black with a gold trim. At his side, an elegantRapier. He has long, black hair which is pulled back in a



ponytail, and appears to be of Asian decent.

There is another man beside him. This one is FINSTER, andhe is alien in appearance, with pale white skin, dressed ina shoddy old robe. He appears to have seen better days, andlooks very sickly. The thugs from the robbery approach,holding the large bags of clay.

FINSTERThey are here, Lord Rito.

Rito turns, his eyes dark and mysterious. He stridestowards the thugs, sizing them up as he walks.

RITOThere was...one more of you. Whereis he?

The thugs shrug. Rito sighs and opens one of the bags,

reaching in to grab a clump of the clay, which he holds upto Finster. The older man nods, and Rito hands it to him.Finster turns his back and begins forming the clay, chantingunder his breath. Rito turns to the thugs.

RITOThe Witch Queen Bandora thanks youfor your services. We would nowoffer you your promised reward forthis task.

Rito snaps his fingers. The thugs gasp and grab theirheads, then look around, confused. Whatever control Rito

had on them is now gone.

The thugs begin mumbling amongst themselves, confused, asFinster finally sets down the last of the clay figures hehas molded. He chants a final incantation and snaps hisfingers, and a blast of desert wind swoops them up,obscuring them.

RITOOur Golems are the backbone ofQueen Bandora's army. UntilFinster is able to rebuild hismachine, they will be all he cancreate. And you are blessed withseeing the first of them.

Large, clay monsters leap out of the wind and sand. Theyare tall, gray and muscular. Their mouths are stretched anddeformed, some not fully formed. Their eyes are blood redand seem to stare at everything and nothing. Their handsare hardened rock, some shaped into clubs, some shaped intoblades. In unison, they let out a high, piercing scream androar, charging at the thugs, bludgeoning and stabbing them.After a few moments the Golems stand, blood dripping fromtheir hands. Rito chuckles.

RITOFinster. You have outdone yourself



as usual.

Rito turns to Finster who is sitting on his knees, wheezing.

RITOPoor fool. Golems!

Rito raises his fingers and motions down over the cliff. Ina recess of the cliff lays a large, metal lid with 6 coloredcrystals: Red, Black, Yellow, Blue, Pink and Green. TheGolems leap off the cliff and roll in the dust, regainingtheir footing and circling around the lid. They grab it andbegin to heave at it, struggling to pull it up. Ritocrosses his arms and watches from the cliff.

RITODon't you want to see this,Finster? We've been searching forthis for 10,000 years. And

finally, my mother will be free.

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