//------------------------------// // Power vs. Power (part 6): Red Leader // Story: The Moment No Pony was Waiting For (A Death Battle Parody) // by TundraStanza //------------------------------// Please make sure the setting in the top right is “Dark”, not “Light”. Thank you. Time to end this. Ragnarok! … Properties in this chapter belong to Hasbro, Screw Attack, Haim Saban, and Shuki Levy. --- The Moment No Pony was Waiting For Season 2 (21) ~Here come the power entities of two series.~ The time has come for the ultimate power clash. With the score technically still tied after the last battle, much rides on the shoulders of whoever wins this fight between ranger and pony. You know, no pressure or anything. They are the ones on their respective teams to wear the most red and the ones that lead their teams to victory, justice, and attitude. The first and arguably the best Red Ranger. And the most recent and arguably far from last heroine, Mistress Mare-velous. Which of these teams deserves the first name of Power? You know what we have to do. He's W and I'm B. She's N and I'm F. And it's our job to analyze their weapons, armor, and skills... ... to find out who would win a Death Battle. ---Death Battle--- Mistress Mare-velous -Secret identity: I dunno -Wears a red outfit and a black mask -Psychic connection with her lasso -Carries several other tools of combat similar to those of Batman and Robin -If she loses mental focus, her lasso can turn on her -Has no clear workaround against Mane-iac’s hairspray Mistress Mare-velous sports the most iconic hero's color of red as she takes charge of the Power Ponies and their catchphrase. "Time to Power Pony up!" In case it wasn't obvious of exactly what her heroine persona is a rip-off, here's the "too long, didn't read" version. Combine Ms. Marvelous's name with Wonder Woman's Lasso of Truth, Batman's batarangs, Robin's wonder boy get-up and Applejack's southern twang. Wow, you're not wasting any time, are you? We can't afford to. We already used up most of the speaking budget in that overblown introduction of this chapter. But we don't even get paid. That's exactly right. We're broke. We can't afford any more. Uh-huh. Anyway, Mare-velous's lasso isn't completely Wonder Woman's. There is also a psychic connection that she shares with it. With it, she can will it in nearly any direction that she wants to, without even guiding it physically. Sure, but she still needs to see what she's tossing that rope at. Plus, if she gets distracted, it can turn around and be used against her until she's blue in the face... or less orange as the case may be. Fortunately, the psychic lasso is not Mare-velous's only weapon of choice. She also carries a large supply of horseshoe-rangs. They can be used to conk enemies upside the head or strap their feet to the ground, causing them to trip over themselves. She is also one of the most physically fit members of the Power Ponies, second only to a fully enraged Saddle Rager. I guess I should be impressed that she was able to hang upside down for several minutes without the blood rushing to her head. I should also be impressed that her psycho-rope can somehow grab and disperse giant tornados. Psychic rope... Wait, you're not? No, I'm not. Her super weakness is hairspray of all things. *Eff*ing hairspray! You shouldn't underestimate the dangers of sprayed chemicals. See when various colognes and perfumes are used excessively, they actually prevent oxygen from being absorbed by the lungs breathing in an otherwise healthy atmosphere. The fact that the Hairspray of Doom merely paralyzed her instead of outright killing her actually speaks volumes of how much contamination that Mistress Mare-velous can withstand. Okay, fine. She's got He-Man's lung capacity. Anything else? "Is that a... shampoo factory?" Oh, I guess we should add Captain Obvious to the list of heroes that she ripped off. ---Death Battle--- Red Ranger -Jason Lee Scott -Martial artist practitioner and teacher -Athlete, weight trainer, and scuba diver -The first to actually believe Zordon regarding the powers; leader of the Rangers and a formidable force of good -Tyrannosaurus Dinozord and Power Sword -Has a soft spot for kids Jason Lee Scott started out as your typical teenager with attitude. He is a master of martial arts and taught them to those willing to enter his friends' usual hangout. Despite Tommy being the obvious bad*ss of the team, Jason can hold his own against him in a tournament martial arts competition. He's apparently so amazing that he was able to rub off some of his skills onto the team's nerd. Additionally, Jason has several other athletic experience including weight training and scuba diving. Enough about the boring school life, W. Let's move on to the more important things like his ranger powers. After utilizing the Power Coin, Jason becomes the Red Ranger, who holds more than enough power to take down several of Rita's Putties. Like any good ranger, he carries a standard Blade Blaster that shoots lasers and he carries a Thunder Slinger which fires even stronger lasers. Unique to the Red Ranger is the weapon known as the Power Sword, the key source of power for all the other rangers' power weapons. This weapon is capable of slashing with energy to increase its damage. While the sword can't be wielded by just anybody, Jason can lend it if he's willing to. That's how Tommy was able to use it for a short time. It is also heavily implied that the Rangers ride Battle Bikes when teleportation is out of the question for whatever reason. Jason was the first willing "teen with attitude" to fight for the greater good under Zordon's guidance. He beat the weightlifting record of Bulk. On top of that, he was able to defeat Tommy Oliver in a sword fight while the Green Ranger was under the influence of black magic. If that isn't backing up your words with force, I don't know what is. "Zordon said these Power Morphers would give us power! Let's do it!" ---Death Battle--- All right, the combatants are set. Let’s settle the last of six debates once and for all. But first, a little word from our imaginary sponsors. DEATH BA-! Wait, what? ---Death Battle--- Hey, boys and girls. Do you want your own action figures? Of course you do. You practically eat them out of the palm of our hands. Just go buy them. If you can't afford that, beg your parents to purchase it for you. What's that? Your parents are dead? No problem! Write a strong letter to Santa encouraging him that the Power Rangers and My Little Pony toys are the ones you want the most. He'll get to you... eventually. ~Go, go, buy merchandise! Do, do, do, do, do Rangers and Pony toys! Do, do, do, do, do, Go out and buy our toys Your life will be empty without toys!~ ... *Ahem* If you're finished pretending to be one of the *sshat business owners, it's time for a DEATH BATTLE! ---Death Battle--- An eagle screeches as it flies over the scene. The camera slowly pans to the left. There is the occasional cactus and even a jackrabbit. A tumbleweed rolls by in the opposite direction. A slightly larger overview reveals this to be one of many plateaus surrounding a dust-filled canyon. One pony stands, all decked out in her wardrobe and ready to go. A few feet away stands one man. His face shows anything but a happy expression. His arms are crossed and his feet stand apart. "I think it's about time we settled this, don't you?" he asks. "That much we can agree on, partner," answers the pony before spitting to her left. "It's Morphin Time!" Jason shouts as he pulls out his Power Coin. "Tyrannosaurus!" A few flashes of red sparks and light later, the Red Ranger stands by for battle. The mistress paws the ground in anticipation. “FIGHT!” Our combatants charge in toward each other. Within inches of each other, they deliver their respective rounds of kicks. After a flurry of low strikes, the Red Ranger throws in a few more as well as an arm chop. Mistress Mare-velous slides back a foot or two on the dusty ground. She shakes off her stupor and gallops forth again. She starts off with some front-legged jabs, but the ranger easily blocks them. But this does not prepare him for Mare-velous's sudden shift of position. She delivers a mighty buck that would make Applejack jealous. Jason slides back a couple of feet while holding up his arms in an X-shaped guarding position. He quickly regains his footing and lowers his arms. He starts running in again. The pony pulls out a couple golden horseshoes and kicks them forth. Right at his next footfalls, the Red Ranger finds his feet stuck in fixed positions. The rest of his body, however, still moves forward at his initial running velocity. This ends up with him falling chest first into the ground. He isn't done yet, though. The Red Ranger pulls out his Power Sword that briefly reflects a flash of sunlight. He whacks his foot bindings a total of six times. The resulting force slides the horseshoes off. He stands up again and continues his run. He then prepares a vertical slash with his blade. Mistress Mare-velous surprisingly catches the less-sharpened sides of the sword with both of her hooves. The attack is halted, yet she appears to be straining. The combatants both groan against each other's strength. (Meanwhile...) A pink blur whizzes by multiple times, striking against the Blue Ranger. However, with each pass, he delivers a striking motion with one of his arms or legs. In spite of his lack of agility, he seems no worse for wear. How is this guy blocking all of my super speedy sneaky strikes? wonders Fili-Second. As long as I maintain a lead on this equine's relative accelerative force, thinks Billy Cranston, I can uphold an educated guess on her global position, thereby reducing her pain-induced reception on my anatomy. ... Why can't this guy just use normal words? (Meanwhile still...) Radiance conjures a sword out of pure light and levitates it around in a dueling pattern. The Green Ranger feints and parries with his dagger while using his shield to absorb the stronger strikes. She tries to distract him by creating a fabulous dress and throwing it at him. He somehow manages to slash right through the artificial fabric while blocking three more strikes from the artificial sword. This crime against fashion cannot be tolerated. Radiance conjures forth several spools of thread that float in midair. The camera zooms in on Tommy's visor even though we can't see what his facial expressions are. (Yet another meanwhile...) ... I don't know what I'm looking at. I mean, yes, it looks like a small dragon wearing a cape and a mask. Yes, it looks like he's having a slap fight with an old model of a futuristic robot. But I still don't know what I'm looking at. It sounds like they're both screaming while they flail their limbs around. Humdrum steps one foot into a bucket full of soapy water. Though, I'm fairly certain that the bucket wasn't there before. Anyway, he trips backwards, inadvertently launching the bucket into the air. Some water sprays all over Alpha before the bucket lands upside down on his head. ... I've got to stop letting Berry convince me to go drinking with her. (Back to the fight that actually matters...) Five strikes from the Power Sword send Mistress Mare-velous toppling backward. Her mouth drops the horseshoe-rang that she was about to throw. She struggles as she stands back up. The Red Ranger delivers one more kick, launching the mare over the edge. She closes her eyes gently as a glowing rope emerges from beside her. The loop of the lasso flies up before wrapping around the standing ranger. Jason lets out a quick yelp as he gets yanked over the edge too. After which, Mare-velous grabs the unlooped end in her teeth. The rope lets go of Jason and wraps around a large, sturdy side of the cliffside. At the same time, the Red Ranger jams his sword into a section on the cliff's wall. Both combatants manage to slow their descents to a non-lethal halt. With certain falling death postponed, the mistress gives a thought-command, telling her lasso to wrap its mouth-held end around herself. It complies before lifting her back onto the flat plateau. Jason attempts to reach for the next rocky extension above his current position, but he can't quite reach. A couple of evil cackles pierce the stereo system. Mistress Mare-velous and the Red Ranger quickly turn their heads to look. On another plateau about as far away as the river down below is wide, two other figures stand to observe. "To think, all I had to do was find another 'mane six' heroes and convince the Power Ponies that said heroes were my new 'mane' henchmen," Mane-iac said with an insane chuckle. "I can't believe those puny rangers actually believed that my new minions were toy horses!" Rita exclaimed with an even more insane chortle. The screen splits between a view of Mare-velous's mask and the Red Ranger's helmet. It quickly switches to a solo view of the pony as she psychically throws her lasso once more. It wraps around Jason and pulls him back to the relatively safer level of the plateau. Mare-velous smiles in understanding. The ranger nods once before holding up his wrist near his helmet's mouth area. "Calling all Rangers!" The scene cuts to each of the other bouts currently taking place. All attacks cease and desist as a talk bubble with badly drawn illustrations of Mane-iac and Rita pop onto the screen. Exclamation points flash over four heads. Fili-Second picks up the Blue Ranger before they both are whisked away by a pink blur. A more delicate approach is made by Radiance who conjures two flying carpets for herself and the Green Ranger. The six heroes that still have breath gather at the plateau where they can all see the two supervillains. Said villains grin wildly before Rita waves her arms wide. The motion magically summons several Putties and pony henchmen that surround the heroes. "Get them!" Rita and Mane-iac yell. This little dance number barely lasts a minute. After several punches, kicks, laser blasts, needles, blade swings, cupcakes, and mace clobbering, all of the minions are either dust or lying unconscious. The three standing rangers and three standing ponies return their attention to the primary threats. On another close plateau, Alpha and Humdrum cheer their friends on. "Go, go, Power Rangers!" "You can win, Power Ponies!" Billy points his lightning filled mace. "Your vast reach of fabricated circumstances..." Tommy points his Blade Blaster. "And your reign of evil..." Jason arms his Thunder Slinger. "... end here!" Several pink needles float in the air in front of Radiance. "You know, for all of your so-called brilliance..." Fili-Second lifts a platter of cupcakes with many different frosting colors. "You sure didn't think this plan out very well." Mare-velous tosses a horseshoe-rang up and down with one hoof. "What did you think was going to happen when you brought all of us superheroes in one place?" For once, Mane-iac sits on her rump. "Huh. I 'mane' not have thought this plan through." Rita turns at her in annoyance. "Oh, you think?!" "Fire!" Power Rangers and Ponies shout as they all launch their respective ranged attacks. The cliff that they shoot explodes. Rocks tumble as well as our villains. "I will return!" shouts Rita as she falls. "So will I!" the Mane-iac hollers before laughing even wilder than before. The rangers lift their hands as respectively colored smoke bursts behind them. "Oooo, pretty colors!" exclaims Fili-Second. Alpha and Humdrum hold each other's hands as they dance around in a 'ring-around-the-rosie' fashion. “K.O.!” ---Death Battle--- Ha ha ha! Yes! That's the most fun I've had in forever! Yes, that certainly held something of epic proportions. While spells and deception were enough to keep these powerful heroes distracted for a long time, their quick-thinking and ability to read the situation allowed them to recognize the real threat that was staring at them this whole time. See? Vegeta and Mewtwo aren't the only ones that can put aside their differences and combine their powers for the sake of the greater good. First it was bam! Then it was kapow! Then it was a whole lot of kaboom! It wouldn't have made sense for them to keep fighting each other anyway. Both the Red Ranger and Mistress Mare-velous hold high regard for integrity, morality, and justice. Once evil reared its ugly head, duty called. Friendship? Again? Yes, again! The winner is the Power of Teamwork. ---Death Battle---