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Guiding Spirit Part 1

At the school the 5 are gathered in the gym. There's a physical being held and its Tara’s turn to do the rope climb. She looks up and shivers.

“Ms. Mayer get moving, you’re holding up the class.”

“…I…I…can’t.”

“Grab that rope Tara, Now.”

Tara continues to shiver and begin to pull herself up the rope. Only a few feet up she begins to breathe heavily and sweat, her hand grow moist and she slips falling onto her butt. Laughter echoes as her friends gather around her. She springs to her feet and runs off. The 4 pursue after her.

“Tara wait!” shouts Michael.

But as they are running through the back lot they find themselves instantly transported away to the command center.

“Ra is back and causing havoc in the city! Power up I’ll transport you there now.”

“Wait! A second.”

“You can’t just!”

“Hold on!”

“Give us a second.”

Zardoz looks impatient “Your town is being attacked while you argue.”

Michael growls “Power up guys.”

In an instant the powered 5 appear before Ra in downtown at the ready.

Ra just laughs “Now my master!”

In the instant Reeva's Staff appears at his feet and Ra grows to massive size. They pause stepping back.

“Didn’t Zardoz say we have war machines?” ask Kenny.

“Ya, he did but how do we summon them?” Malcolm retorts.

“Well we transform by calling out our animal let try that again!”

“Right!”

“Right!”

Michael pauses putting his hand on Tara shoulder “whom don’t you sit this one out. Cause well…”

“This isn’t the time we have a giant anthropomorphic cat man terrorizing the town.” Tara says casually brushing aside Michael hand “Saber-Tooth Tiger Power!”

Michael shrugs and the other 4 follow suit, the ground rumbles and 5 massive prehistoric beast rumble into view.

Ra blinks several times as the t-rex, mastodon, pterodactyl, sabertooth tiger, and triceratops behemoths rumble into view. Guiding by something inside the 5 zoom into the cockpits of their mechas.

“Now this is cool!”

“You got that right Kenny!”

“Focus people we got a giant golden warrior remember!”

“Right Michael, And w need to get him out of the city!”

“I can fly ill try to draw his fire!”

The pterodactyl screeches as Claire pull back on the controls, its wings past Ra who sweeps at it with his sword the 4 other charging at him from behind. Ra backs up slowly holding of the saber tooth with his sword his mighty kick sending the giant triceratops stumbling back a few steps.

“Playing defensively? What the matter,” Ra laughs “Don’t want me to ruin your little city like THIS!”

Ra jumps back a block and swings his sword in an overhead arc right toward a glass tower. The Sbertooth tiger roars and charge taking the blade to its back. The T-Rex rumbles up besides Ra chompping down locking its jaw on his arm. The pterodactyl swoop in drawing the sword arm as the triceratops charges Ra’s gut shoving it back further. The Mastodon come in from the side wrapping its prehensile trunk around Ra’s sword arm. With brute force the drag Ra toward the edge of the city. After a couple of miles, which hat their size takes less then a minute to cover Ra manages to get a good footing, The city at the back of the beasts he kicks hard sending the Sabertooth sailing toward the city. The mastodon and Triceratops break off and bolt for Tara’s mecha bracing it before it impacts a building. The T-Rex roars an is joined by the howls of the other 4, it s releases its grip on Ra’s good arm and spins around fast hammering Ra with its tail, then as Ra staggers in lower its head ramming it into Ra’s gut. The 3 other land based mecha charge full bore sending Ra flying into the mountain and change after. With an aerial lead the pterodactyl opens up with strafing circle fire on Ra as he stands. He just gets his sword into a parrying position as the 4 land mecha charge into him and roar their rage matching their pilots. Ra grunts getting to hi knee as he uppercuts the Mastodon sending it staggering.

“Guy are you reading this weird sequence on the controls I am?” Kenny ask over the com as his dash lights up.

“The series of colored buttons lighting up?”

“Ya.”

“Let’s punch it and see what happens!”

“Roger!”
“Right!”
“Going for it!”
“Power of the Dinosaurs!”

The 5 work in union following the blinking sequence as the mastodon, triceratops, and sabertooth tiger come up to sandwich the T-rex and the pterodactyl come in hovering above it. Complex sequence beings to take place as the 5 interlink transforming into some kind of mega tank formation. Following sequenced controls they activate the duel cannon tank’s weapons and hammer Ra with massive burst of energy.

Ra Growls, winces, bones crack and welts bruising his skin under his armor he coughs “You wine again...for now!”

And Ra once again flees via teleportation. In an instant the 5 are back in the command center and the massive war machines vanishing into their holding bays. They power down.

“Tara you were AMAZING! I though you were afraid of heights!”

“P…Petrified.”

“But…back there…”

“I know…”

“Guys,” Malcolm is silent a moment “I never told you this but when I left the gangs I left behind violence, but gangs don’t leave you. I carry a pair of gun for protection but I always makes me shake when I’m forced to use them…Except when I’m powered up.”

“And did you see how I fight? I’m almost a good as you Michael.”

“Ya I noticed that Kenny, But you still working as a white belt and I’m a black belt.”

“It seems,” Kenny musses “Our suits do more then protect us…”

The 5 approach Zardoz “We need answers.”


Guiding Spirit Part 2

“As I said previously the power you have is built on the souls of your predecessors. When you transform you become more then yourself…” Zardoz begins before fading out, again the room is filled with many alien faces.

Zardoz started of the introductions “When my home was attacked we were out numbered, out gunned, out powered. I stood up against the coming warlord and was slain.”

“When that same warlord came to my world I was stuck by a bolt of power, I became the first red colored marine. I fought Lord Zot and died.”

“I always wanted to be a officer of the law, but I was denied my application to the space patrol, when a alien terrorist tried to kill the local patrol men I rose up protect them. I became the first black marine.”

“My homeworld was plagued by a super virus, making matters worse we were being attacked by a enemy force, someone needed to protect our scientist from the attacks assaults, I became Blue.”

“My friends, family, my world was under brutal tyranny, had been for ages, someone needed to stop the darkness, I became pink.”

“I had opposed the dark tyrant for years, had a resistant movement, they captured me. While trying to break my will and turn me against my people I was granted the power. I became yellow.”

“When I was outnumbered the power protected me, gave me the energy to survive punishing wounds to my already battered body.”

The voices continue their tales as the 5 stand there a gasp as it eventually fades returning to Zardoz alone.

“When your transform you are endowed not only with the energy of your predecessors but their experience and skill. That is why a novice can match a master fighter. Their strengths you’re straight. That is why your fear of heights is muted heavily. Your doubts and fears guiding by the wisdom of your predecessors. That is why you can fire a weapon without hesitation and know without any night terrors that what you did you had to do.”

“So…” Michael pauses “Your saying…when we transform we are more then just ourselves were all the people before us?”

“Exactly, you are the sum of your predecessors.”

“And what happens…when we die?” this form Kenny, ever the inquisitor.

“Like your predecessors you will have a option, fortify the next generation and going the collective or go onto your after life.”

Claire now steps forward “We like need time to think, teleport us back home.”

“I want to stay here, I have questions for Rotoscope, the rest of you go.” Kenny says.

Annoyed with heir hesitation and questions the4 are transported away by Zardoz. Kenny stands alone in the chamber.

“So this entire thing is a legacy, souls empower a new generation of power, soul create our weapons, souls create our war machines.”

“Precisely Kenny, this power that ha protected the galaxy comes from the sacrifice of predecessors.”

“So the power is limited by sacrifice, you never found a true power source?”

“No.”

“And your people had you perfected the transfer mechanism.”

Rotoscope pauses, is silent

“Oh…I see, this is as far as you have gotten in all this time.”

“It’s not that simple, valiant souls are drawn here. I can not, have not found a way to extract soul. Most other species on death their soul is released. But for my people the soul remains in a dead body.”

“And, those bodies can not be repaired?”

Rotoscope is silent, gears grinding making a somber sound.

“They are scrap, past attempts at prosthetic rebuilding have only resulted in machines mockeries of my people. At death something disconnects the soul from the body but does not releases it from the body.”

Kenny wraps his arms around Rotoscope holding the metal man. “Rotoscope, if you would not mind I would like to learn more of your race.”

“Why.”

Kenny is the silent one this time. “No one should suffer eternity like that. Maybe…”