A/N: Am back! Once again, Power Rangers and My Little Pony aren’t mine. The order of the stories is Tremors*, Beginnings* and Rangers of Equestria. If you read these in order, you won’t be lost. And if you know your Rangers, you’ll know who the Big Bad is.

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Chapter 2: Blue Stranger

Location Unknown

He stared at his left hand in shock. True, he hadn’t expected the transformation to go smoothly, but having a hoof-like hand was strangely disconcerting. His legs were another problem as the right knee wanted to bend both ways at the same time. Until he was used to the sensation, he would be leaning quite heavily on his staff. That or he could use his new tail for balance. The only good thing he could think about was that he could still easily access that and it would certainly make his recovery and adjustment a whole lot easier. He ran his only good hand over his chin and inwardly groaned to himself.

It would have been much better to wait around the forest to see what else he could merge with, but he had been impatient. Ironic that he had spent years casting the transport spell and had been extremely patient…only to forcibly merge with and mutate the first creature that had come across his path without getting a good look at it first. After the dust had settled, he had drug himself and the remains of the creature to a nearby cave to set up his primary outpost. He had been lucky to stumble across a stream that he used to see what he new form looked like. As far as menacing looks went, it was pretty much a mix of his old body and the horse-like inhabitants of this world. He was just grateful he was able to walk on two legs.

As he stared at his hoof-hand again, his ears perked up at the sound of explosions in the distance. His monster had reached a town and was carrying out his orders to destroy. Then again, if he wanted to cement himself as the ruler of all he saw, he would have to stop the creature sooner or later to gain a good reputation. He quickly dismissed the idea, flicking his bony tail impatiently. A good reputation would be an antithesis to everything he had stood for. He rolled his head on his neck and focused his gaze on the crumpled mass of flesh and bone at his feet. It would reform into a recreation of its former form soon enough but whatever thoughts and mind it once had was gone. As he walked towards his makeshift throne, he felt something strangely familiar. He tried to shrug it off, but it kept gnawing at him. It was unstable and flickered, but if he didn’t know better he swore it could have been…

Whirling around, he focused his long range vision to the destruction. He could see his monster cornering a group of pathetic life forms. With growing delight, he could see two of them had been injured – one mortally and one…well, in a few seconds it would be over.

And then he saw it.

The cave blazed bright red.

Ponyville

The ponies looked around for the source of the voice, but they couldn’t see anything . All around them were the screams of the dying and the crackle of fires. The air was thick with choking smoke, burning wood and the sickly smell of burning meat. The creature jerked its head up and seemed to snarl. It scanned the area, gills flaring around its head. Satisfied that there was no one coming, he raised the flute to his lips again.

A red beam lanced out of the smoke and struck the monster. It was followed by three more blasts from the same location, knocking the creature away from the ponies. Acting on instinct, Twilight concentrated on the creature and encased it in a magic dome. It wouldn’t last forever but it would do for now. As the dome crackled, she turned her attention to the two injured ponies. Rainbow Dash could be moved and her wing would heal with enough time…but Sweetie Belle…

The poor foal was now making weak movements as if she was on her last legs. As far as she knew, Sweetie was. Rarity had crumpled to the ground wailing and Fluttershy was nudging Rainbow Dash to try to wake her up. Applejack was comforting a crying Apple Bloom and Pinkie Pie was…she didn’t care anymore. Distantly, she heard the dome crack and break apart and the throaty cry of the creature. Resignedly, she turned around but her eyes widened at what she saw jumping out of the smoke.

It was another biped – of that she was certain, but it was clothed in blue material that seemed to shimmer in the light. On its chest was a white diamond flanked by two half diamonds. Like Spike, it seemed to have usable hands and feet, but there was no tail or identifying spikes. Its head seemed to be covered with some sort of helmet which encased the whole head and had an opaque visor and a small silver plate. The helmet was decorated in the shape of some sort of animal, but the unicorn had never seen an animal like that in her years of studying. Around its waist was a belt which held a strange octagonal buckle that held a small gold disc. In one of its hands, it held a strange red device which she presumed was a weapon of some sort. As the ponies watched red beams of light shot out of one end and repeatedly struck the monster; forcing it back.

As the blue figure landed, it twisted the device a few times until a blade flipped out. With a speed she had never seen before, the new biped leapt at the monster and delivered a series of slashing attacks to its scaled belly. The monster howled once but didn’t budge from its spot. Getting the feeling that the new Blue biped was exhaling in exasperation, she summoned up a weak magic blast that struck the monster and knocked it over. Satisfied that, for now, the monster had been dealt with the stranger walked over to them. Twilight numbly let it pass without complaint as she was still in shock from what had happened. Quietly moving the distraught Rarity aside, the figure looked at the injured foal and spoke.

“This will only hurt for a second.”

In one swift movement, the figure raised the blade and swung it down. Twilight raced to block the blade, but skidded to a shocked stop for the second time. Cradled in its arms was Sweetie Belle; now free from the beam that had impaled her. Noticing for the first time of the ponies that looked at it, the figure seemed to relax, but did not drop the injured foal. Twilight could hear the figure murmuring to itself quietly and strained her ears to pick up on the words.

“Not again. I won’t let this happen a second time. It can’t happen a second time.”

Raising one arm to its helmet, the figure spoke into its hand and glanced at Rarity. As it shifted, Sweetie Belle weakly opened her eyes and stared at her rescuer. She felt herself growing weaker, but struggled to stay awake.

“Luna, I have two ponies here that need emergency medical teleportation and one that…maybe needs a sedative.”

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Rainbow Dash groggily rise up and stare at the strange figure and the fallen monster. Finally registering the words the figure had spoken, Twilight wondered if the figure knew that Princess Luna hadn’t been seen since her purification. To Twilight’s shock, Princess Luna’s voice issued from the figures hand.

“I copy that, Billy. Stand by”

To the ponies’ shock, a bright white light enveloped Sweetie Belle, Rarity and Rainbow Dash causing them to avert their eyes. When they cleared them, the three ponies were gone. Applejack rounded on the figure, eyes blazing.

“What did you do with them? You better give ‘em back or Ah’ll…Ah’ll buck you up somethin fierce!”

The figure stood up and glanced down at the orange Earth pony. Its voice was calm, but held an edge of steel to it.

“Your friends are fine and you will see them soon. Please stand back. I need to deal with this monster and then I will take you to them.”

Turning, the figure positioned itself between the now upright monster. Holding both hands out in front of it, it readied itself for anything.

TBC…

Author's Note

Blazed bright red...now which Power Ranger villain do we know that can do that? I think I gave it away with the monster...

As for Billy being the Ranger to save the day, I wanted someone who wasn't shown to have a satisfying conclusion and Billy fit the bill nicely (no pun intended). Living on Aquitar gave a loose thread to seize upon and begin crafting the story around him, especially seeing Aquitar in Countdown to Destruction gives the impression some of the ocean covering it has evaporated somehow. Billy doesn't really have any ties to his home dimension any more but at this point in the writing, I hadn't really planned out what could have made him sever all ties.