Chapter 3- Lamenting and Contemplating
Mesogog was not in a happy mood.
He was seething to himself as he saw a replay of the five Dino Thunder
Rangers eliminate yet another of his creations. This time with all of them combining their weapons into the Z-Rex blaster.
“No more!” Mesogog snarled angrily. “No more!”
He then shot a stream of energy from his forehead at the viewscreen but just as the stream was about to hit the screen, it
then shot up towards the ceiling.
Mesogog looked surprised for a moment, but then when he saw his most trusted
assistant standing by the viewscreen, holding up her sword, along with the White Ranger clone flanking her, he then sighed
“With all due respect, Lord Mesogog, don’t you think we should
not risk destroying anymore equipment than what has already been lost?” Elsa asked nonchalantly, referring to the experiments
Trent had supposedly destroyed a month ago.
“As far as I’m concerned, that viewscreen is more of a hindrance
than it is help.” Mesogog replied. “The sight of those Rangers destroying experiment after experiment, with the
strength of not three, not four, but FIVE, is driving me…Insane!!!”
“Then perhaps it might be time to take things up a notch.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, seeing as how those Rangers have raised their stakes and made
their forces stronger (What with the White Ranger siding with them, the Red Ranger obtaining Triassic powers, and now upgrading
those powers to Battilized mode), I see no reason why we couldn’t do the same.”
Mesogog’s eyes narrowed. “Go on.”
“Instead of just doing random attacks on random people, what we should
do is be a little more specific this time. Go after individuals that may be associated with those Rangers in some way. It
will draw them out of course, but they might hesitate and may think twice before they make their move.” Elsa said.
“Thus giving us the advantage.” The White Ranger clone concluded.
“Hmmm. An interesting plan, Elsa. However, I am not convinced.”
“Fear not, master. For I have created the creature that will most
surely get the job done.” Elsa replied. She then walked over to the geno-randomizer’s control panel and began
pushing buttons with the Ranger clone helping her. Instantly there was a soft electrical hum and steam began to erupt from
within the geno-randomizer. The doors then opened and out stepped an imposing creature.
It was mostly black and light gray all over, with a head that looked like
that of a falcon but it also had the jaw of a panther. It’s torso looked humanoid, but the differences were in its feet
and hands. It’s hands were giant claws that resembled scythes. In addition, its feet looked like giant talons that made
light scratching noises as it walked. To top it off, there was also long emerald wings that were folded along its back and
a cat’s tail at the end.
“My lord, may I introduce to you…Felectro Falclaws.”
“I await your command, my lord.” The creature spoke.
“Well, I must say, Elsa.” Mesogog said. “You may have
outdone yourself this time, but I will reserve my judgement until I have seen results.”
“And results you will receive, my master.” Elsa replied coolly.
“All that’s left now is to find who will be the unfortunate
ones to be held hostage.” The White Ranger clone chuckled.
Mesogog then rose from his chair and walked towards the control panel.
“Master?” Elsa asked.
Mesogog looked at Elsa and smirked, “Although I did not have this
plan in mind, I suprisingly thought ahead when you mentioned ‘people associated with the Rangers’.” He then
walked over to the control panel and pushed some buttons, then an image of Cassidy and Devin appeared on the screen.
“It seems Elsa, that we may have our candidates already.” He