[See The Life of Blade Oliver for Disclaimer]
S.C.U.
By Andre Coles
By Andre Coles
Parallax's Office – Space Station
Blade is talking to Sean Archer, the Chief of Interpol. The conversation has become very heated as both are annoyed at one another.
Archer: Look. I'm not saying you would have to catch purse snatchers; just big stuff!
Blade: So you useless cops can get paid for sittin' on your ass? I don't think so! You'd think with the league dealing with all the B.S. off planet that you would get on the stick.
Archer: Look, they might not even have to do anything. Just to have the League hangin' around would intimidate the criminal element.
Blade: Look, even if I wanted to, I don't have the man power to focus on something like that.
Archer: You're impossible!
Blade: See ya, Sean.
He turns of the screen as Peter comes in his office.
Peter: Sorry, boss, but I couldn't help but overhear what you were talking about.
Blade: I know. Intepol has been bothering me about a Special Crimes Unit for the past five years.
Peter: Crime has to be fought to. Shouldn't we be doing that?
Blade gets up out of his seat.
Blade: Take a walk with me, Pete.
Peter: Sure.
Hallway – Space Station
Blade and Peter are walking down the hallway as Blade is talking to Peter.
Blade: When I was younger, younger than you actually, I thought…
Peter: But I'm 17; you can't be older than 15.
Blade: That's the imortality you're seeing. I'm 21.
Peter: Oh.
Blade: As I was saying, when I was younger I thought like you. I thought the Power Rangers should be doing as much for the city, the world, as possible. Fighting threats from the outside and making the world a safer place for everyone.
Peter: Exactly.
Blade: But I realized that our purpose is to defend from the outside and let humanity solve its own problems.
Peter: I'm still not getting it.
Blade: You weren't here for the Reckoning. You didn't see people being obliterated by the thousands.
Peter: You still won.
Blade: We cleaned up the Earth, got rid of pollution and graffiti, and all the other things. They couldn't even maintain it. It's back to the way it was when I was a kid. I'm not about to turn Earth into a planet ruled by me. You've gotta understand there is a fine line between defense and domination. And I refuse to cross it.
Peter: Look, how about if I oversee it.
Blade: What?
Peter: Look, I'm a Ranger now, but before that I was a crime fighter. I'm still one at heart. You've got people sitting around doing nothing.
Blade: Like who?
Peter tells him in his ear.
Blade: That's brilliant. We'll try it, but if you guys are walking old ladies across he street…
Peter: I know, we're done.
City Docs – Nighttime
Time has passed and a group of terrorists are sitting in a warehouse with some hostages, drugs, and some big robot soliders.
Terrorist 1: I just got an e-mail from the mayor's office, they won't pay the ransome.
Leader: Well, we'll just have to cap some of the hostages, then.
Terrorist 2: I'll do it.
Suddenly, the Phantom Ranger crashes in through the roof.
Peter: Is this party exclusive or can anybody come?
Leader: It's a Power Ranger; shoot him!
They shoot at Peter but he flips free. When he lands, he gets struck with a baseball bat. Suddenly the computer begins to glow.
Terrorist 1: What the hell is wrong with the computer?
A fireball is in the center and Ryan Steele (in VR uniform) comes out of the screen and starts beating up some of the terrorists.
Peter: Thanks.
Ryan: Anytime.
Leader: Well, let's see what you two do against my toys!
Five giant robots attack them. Suddenly, a large Green fist knock one of them over.
Leader: A Green Lantern, too?
Ryen: 'Fraid so.
Peter: Let's kick some butt.
Peter webs them all together as Ryan and Ryen are handling the robots.
Ryan: Lightning hand command NOW!
He uses his lightning hand to slice through two of the robots as Ryen creates scissors to cut the other two in half.
Ryen: One more left.
Peter: Allow me! Spider Shock.
Peter webs both the robots armsand sends the Spider Shock through the robot.
Peter: So much for your toys.
The leader is running away.
Ryan: Don't let him get away!
The Blue Senturion enters through the front door holding the Leader by the shirt.
Blue Senturion: Sorry I'm late, citizens!
Peter: No problem. Couldn't have come at a better time. Let's call the police and get outta here.
The Unvaling
A Press Confrence has been called as Parallax is prepared to unvail the S.C.U.
Blade: Ladies and gentlemen of the press. Crime has begun to run rampant throughout our planet and since Interpol can't do it alone, the league has now assembled a Special Crimes Unit.
They come out of the curtain.
Blade: This S.C.U. will consist of one of our Green Lantern Corps members, the VR Trooper, the Blue Senturion, and it will be led by the Phantom Ranger. This is an elite criminal response force, but they will not be catching purse snatchers or petty thugs or gangs. We're here to help, not to do all your work for you. That is all.
The press is teleported away.
Blade: Come on, you four. I have some thing to show you.
He transports them away.
Inside of Command Center – Daytime
Blade and the S.C.U. are inside of a rebuilt Command Center.
Peter: I've seen the pictures. This was the first Command Center.
Blade: And now it's yours. Now, it has living quarters and an instantanous teleportation to the Space Station. This is a stronghold for justice. Take care of it. I'll be seeing you.
Blade teleports away.