Adventurous Anthros the movie: Anthros vs Drakkon
Part 0, Prelude
Story by TheAnnonymousKat on FA
Ben Fuller is a character by BenBandicoot on FA
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The phenomenon that is the countless united worlds that one of the many groups of heroes known as the Anthros of Justice go through may be amazing to some, but what's even more incredible is the possibility that there exists countless variants of the already conceptually astounding united worlds that the Anthros go through. A theory that suggests multiple universes speculates that every possibility exists in their own separate dimension, for example, if you were to take a walk through the woods, and you come across a fork in the road, there exists a dimension where you travel down one path, there exists a dimension where you go down another, there exists a dimension where you simply go back, there exists a dimension where something happened to you before you got to the fork, such as getting attacked by an animal, and there exists a dimension where you simply never took the walk through the woods to begin with. Time is a very delicate thing, every action or instance of inaction can bring about very different circumstances depending on the events leading to the circumstances, there exists a dimension where the Anthros of Justice never got together, there exists a dimension where a member never joined or even died an untimely death, and there exists a dimension where the Anthros never used their abilities to enforce Justice, and instead used them for evil, just to name a few. Similarly the versions of the Anthros of Justice that you may be familiar with by following Kat's story, may be very different than the versions of them you know from their own stories, an infinite number of things can affect us psychologically, thus being exposed to different things can make us very different people growing up. One man who is a good example of following different paths, is Tommy Oliver, known at his earliest as the Green ranger. Originally Tommy was created as an enemy to the power rangers, though if one follows Tommy's story, they find that he overcame the darkness in his heart, and joined forces with the rangers, at least most of the versions of Tommy did, though throughout the countless dimensions where every possibility exists, there were instances where Tommy kept on the dark path, and would eventually take the powers of the White ranger he was supposed to inherit after losing his Green ranger powers, and combine the two powers, turning him into, Lord Drakkon. As astronomically small as the chance seemed of Tommy becoming Drakkon, like everyone, there exists countless paths for Drakkon that the multiple versions of himself followed across the multiple dimensions. One of which, Drakkon was defeated by the power rangers, and sent to a purgatorial plane that exists in the between spaces of the dimensions, little did that Drakkon know, his journey wasn't over yet.

Drakkon sat in the middle of the purgatorial plane, as far as he could tell, it was just him in the quiet realm of nothingness, the power rangers defeated him, and banished him to the purgatory he was currently in, but he did manage to hang on to his power coin, morpher, dragon dagger, and the broken saba, after being in the purgatory for what felt like days, he regretted breaking saba, as having someone to talk to might’ve been nice for his eternal exile, even if Drakkon didn’t agree with anything the saba had to say. Drakkon thought back to how the events played out in his dimension, and began talking to himself,
“It isn’t fair… how could I have lost? I’m sure there are other Drakkons out there who managed to accomplish their goals, and I’m just as strong as they are… so how could I have possibly lost? It couldn’t possibly be because I lack the strength or resolve.. No, different circumstances simply played out, and because of it, I was robbed of what was rightfully mine…” Drakkon gripped his two weapons intensely,
“I swear… if I could just be given another chance… if I had just one more chance… I could accomplish my goal… I could obtain everything… I could become a god!” Drakkon told himself,
“Oh really?” Drakkon heard a voice behind him, it sounded like it echoed a bit, Drakkon quickly turned and looked around,
“W-who’s there?! I thought I was alone in this purgatory…” Drakkon commented,
“Well, not quite, I happened to be sent here too”, the voice explained, suddenly, a strange glowing being appeared before Drakkon, he seemed to be a large, glowing, yellow triangle with skinny black arms and legs, in one of his hands he held a cane, on his body were markings that resembled bricks, and a bowtie, a little higher above his bowtie was one large eye with lashes all around it, and atop the pointed top of his body was a skinny black top hat, Drakkon was only somewhat surprised to see this being, it wasn’t the strangest thing he had seen during his time as a ranger,
“Who the hell are you?” Drakkon asked,
“The name’s Bill Cipher, Reality warper, fourth dimensional being, dream demon, I go by many titles” Bill explained,
“Oh really? Well if you’re a reality warper why don’t you just piss off somewhere else?” Drakkon asked harshly,
“I can’t, like you I was trapped here by a group of heroes, and unlike other versions of me, I don’t have nearly as much power”, Bill explained,
“So you’re just a weakling then” Drakkon commented,
“Hey now don’t get things twisted, I can still do a lot, it’s just that unlike other versions of myself, I was brought into existence with a lot more limitations on my power, like for example I can’t leave this purgatory”, Bill explained,
“Why did you approach me then?” Drakkon asked,
“Now hold on bucko, you can’t even give me your name before we progress with this conversation?” Bill asked, Drakkon sighed,
“Fine, I am Lord Drakkon, the most powerful ranger to ever live” Drakkon explained,
“Apparently not powerful enough if you got beaten by the other rangers” Bill commented,
“Why you little-!” Drakkon said angrily, ready to swipe his dagger, though Bill put his hands up,
“Hey hey, no need to get violent, I approached you because I want to help you!”, Bill explained,
“Why would you want to help me?” Drakkon asked,
“Like I said, I can’t do a lot of things other versions of me can do, I can’t enter minds, I can’t fire beams of energy strong enough to destroy mountains, but I can look into other dimensions, and with this ability, I saw your entire life play out, every step you took, every decision you made, everything you did that led you here, and I gotta say, I’m impressed with how ruthless you are” Bill complimented,
“Your praise means nothing to me you glowing tortilla chip” Drakkon scoffed, folding his arms,
“Hey now, I want to give you the second chance you desire so badly, you don’t have to mock me” Bill explained, the dream demon’s explanation got Drakkon’s attention,
“What? You can send me back to my dimension, and give me another chance to destroy the power rangers?” Drakkon asked,
“Well no, for some reason, my powers are incredibly limited in the sense that I can’t send something, or someone to a dimension it’s previously been to… however, I can send you to another dimension with power rangers” Bill explained,
“You can? But why do you want to help me?” Drakkon asked,
“Well, if you’re successful, you can help get me out of this purgatory too, and uh… actually, how about I phrase this like a deal?” Bill asked rhetorically, suddenly one of his hands was engulfed in blue flames,
“If I send you to another dimension, you must retrieve at least two power coins from the mighty morphin rangers, and use their power to then free me from this purgatory, we can then rule that dimension together…” Bill explained,
“Interesting, what’s the catch?” Drakkon asked,
“The catch, is if you should fail, then you’ll come right back to this purgatory, and you’ll become my plaything for all eternity”, Bill explained,
“Plaything? What do you mean by that?” Drakkon inquired,
“Oh it just means that you’ll keep me from boredom, I’ll use my powers to mess with you in all sorts of ways, shuffle the functions of every hole in your face, turn you into a girl, make you stab yourself a bunch of times, heh pain is hilarious”, Bill explained,
“Ok, I get the picture, it’s no concern to me however, there’s no way I’ll fail once I get a second chance” Drakkon explained,
‘Though I have no intentions of sharing my rule with this demon, I’ll just have to destroy him once I obtain the power I seek’, Drakkon thought to himself,
“Well then, if it’s a deal, shake on it” Bill instructed, holding out his hand with the blue flame coming from it, after just a moment of hesitation, Drakkon shook Bill Cipher’s hand, feeling the strange sensation of the blue flames against his own hand, when they were done shaking, Drakkon noticed that his hands wasn’t burnt, though he just shrugged it off, seeing as he had more important things to be focusing on,
“Now then, Bill, which dimension will you send me to?” Drakkon asked,
“How about I let you pick?” Bill suggested,
“What do you mean?” Drakkon asked, Bill snapped his fingers, and a strange screen came before him,
“I can allow you to see into other dimensions, you just tell me which one you want to enter to try this” Bill explained,
“Hm… very well” Drakkon replied, suddenly Drakkon could see glimpses of other dimensions on the screen, people, animals, objects, all of them appeared, and disappeared within the blink of an eye, after a full minute of Drakkon looking into the screen, for a moment he saw something that made his eyes widen,
“Wait, Bill, go back!” Drakkon ordered,
“Go back to what? The images don’t really appear in any sort of order” Bill explained,
“There was a man.. No, a hybrid, a cat hybrid to be exact, he had dark hair, and he wore the green ranger costume, which I don’t understand, he definitely wasn’t another version of me, he wasn’t just some inferior Tommy Oliver” Drakkon explained,
“Maybe he was just some dude at a costume party?” Bill suggested,
“No, I’ve seen the outfit that a ranger wears for too long, the outfit the hybrid wore was authentic”, Lord Drakkon explained,
“Well ok, just keep your eyes peeled for the hybrid, I guess as long as he has a power coin, he’s useful to us” Bill commented, as the screen kept displaying images at a quick rate. The strange screen kept displaying images at a lightning speed as Drakkon examined it carefully, half a minute passed, before Drakkon saw another image of the hybrid, quickly yelling-
“Stop!”, Bill immediately used his power to pause the screen, on the screen was the same hybrid as before, but he didn’t wear the ranger costume, instead he had on a dark muscle shirt, blue gloves, blue pants, and he had some sort of clover shaped gemstone around his neck,
“This is him, this is the hybrid I saw, though unmorphed it seems, he thinks he can just put on the mantle of the green ranger like it’s nothing? I’ll show him, Bill send me to his dimension, I will find him, and take his power coin” Drakkon explained,
“Wait Drakkon I think that’s the wrong-” Bill tried explaining, but was cut off by Drakkon,
“I KNOW WHAT I’M DOING! I AM LORD DRAKKON, I DON’T MAKE MISTAKES, SEND ME TO THE HYBRID’S DIMENSION AT ONCE!!” Drakkon bellowed, Bill rolled his eye,
‘Sheesh, that isn’t even the right version of the guy, he doesn’t have a power coin… oh well, maybe after he’s done dealing with him, he’ll realize his mistake, and go after the mighty morphin power rangers, either that he’ll fail altogether, and I can mess with him for all eternity, either works for me’, Bill thought to himself,
“Alright then, portal to that dimension it is, do me a favor and get me a souvenir, preferably some power coins” Bill requested flippantly as Drakkon cracked his knuckles,
“Prepare yourself hybrid, because I’m coming, and you’re going to surrender your power coin to me, even if I have to kill you to get it”, Drakkon told himself,

End of Prelude, to be continued in part 1