Eons ago, the evil sorceress Rita Repulsa ruled everything with a poison grip, enslaving humanity and destroying countless wondrous creatures, all in the name of a lust for control and a hidden power. The good wizard Zordon was able to seal her away for ten thousand years at the cost of his freedom, but she has returned to wreak havoc on Earth again. Now, Zordon has chosen a team of noble, world-traveled teenagers to harness the power of the dinosaurs to stop her and bring peace to the world. They are the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers!
Brennan Mejia as Ash Ketchum/Red Ranger
Rachel Lillis as Misty Williams/Yellow Ranger
Lucien Dodge as Tracey "Sketchit" Matthews/Blue Ranger
Erin Cahill as Lia Feran/Pink Ranger
Johnny Yong Bosch as Brock Harrison/Black Ranger
David Fielding as Zordon
Richard Horovitz as Alpha 5
Barbara Goodson as Rita Repulsa
Kerrigan Mahan as Goldar
Pallet Town—the place where journeys begin for many aspiring young people in the Kanto Region. A small community located in the southwestern part of the territory, it was a place where the sun usually shone bright all day long, bathing trainers and their Pokémon companions in warm light that matched their optimism.
That was not the case today.
Gray clouds hung over the rumbling, early morning sky, threatening to release rain over Pallet's wide green plains, the roads leading to the greater Kanto Region, and the seaport that led travelers away from it.
"The forecast says it looks like this all the way west," Ash Ketchum said. He looked up at the sky, tilting his red cap back and straightening the backpack over his blue vest-laden shoulders. "At least that'll be one thing that's familiar."
His mother Delia, who stood behind him, giggled lightly. "You're always used to something new," she countered.
Ash turned away from the waterside and sighed. He looked at his mother and his Pikachu, his constant companion that sat in her arms with a somber look on its yellow face. He walked over to them and stroked his electric mouse's forehead. Where he'd be going, there would be no Pikachu; in fact, there'd be barely any Pokémon at all.
"I know, Pikachu," the young man said, his soft tone doing nothing to comfort his friend. "But this is something I have to do for me, I guess."
"Exactly," Delia cut in, moving along with her son to the bridge that led to a mid-sized sea ferry. "You need to be able to take care of yourself outside of the Pokémon world. What if something happens and you can't train or battle? The school in Feron Grove will be perfect for you."
Ash took a long look at the blue-and-white striped boat. Several people of all age were boarding, all talkative and smiling.
"Five minutes until departure!" a woman's voice said over a PA system. "Five minutes until Ferry 6 takes off for the Amalei Region!"
Ash mustered a smile and turned around, gathering his mother and Pikachu up in a tight hug. He shut his eyes tight and said, "I love you guys. I'm gonna miss you. Say hi to Professor Oak and Gary for me."
The three let go and Delia and Pikachu smiled. "We love you too, Ash. And stop worrying. It's not like you'll be alone, anyway."
Ash nodded, hitched up his backpack, and stepped up the ramp to get on the boat. As he got aboard, he waved to his mother, who waved back, and to Pikachu, who let out a loud "Pika, Pikachuuu!" as the ship's horn blared and the huge vehicle began to push off against the waves.
Can't wait, can't wait, can't wait!
The words kept racing over and over in Misty Williams' head. The Cerulean City native leaned up over the side railing of the sea ferry, letting the wind rush through her fiery-red hair and the salty ocean air take her senses over. She was finally free from the familiar and grinding cycle of Gym Leader challenges and was back on the watery open road. Any new destination was welcome to Misty.
"Don't fall over, now," a voice said behind her.
Misty brought her feet back to the deck floor and turned around, her eyes meeting those of Ash Ketchum's—someone she hadn't seen in a couple of years. Despite her wide grin, she furrowed her brow and placed a hand on her hip. "Please, Ash," she quipped. "I could swim all the way there."
"I'm sure," Ash replied, chuckling a bit. "Great to see you, too after…"
"Too long," Misty interrupted. She stepped closer to him, looking to the side and brushing absolutely nothing off of the short yellow sleeve of her shirt. Ash shrugged and looked to the side as well. A few seconds passed, and the two teens looked at each other again with small smiles. They began to walk toward each other, their arms slowly rising up, when…
"All right, bring it in!" another male voice shouted. Ash and Misty suddenly found themselves wrapped up by two big arms and brought closer to a tall figure with brown, bushy hair.
"Brock! Hey!" Misty said excitedly.
"About time, man!" Ash added.
Brock Harrison, their eldest friend and former Pewter City Gym Leader, laughed and jostled the two in a group hug. "You didn't think I'd miss a cruise with all these pretty ladies, did you?" he asked, looking around at all the women around him.
Misty sighed and said, "Still stuck on one note, huh?"
Ash and Brock laughed, the latter nudging the former and Misty. He pulled a trifold pamphlet out of his black Dockers and said, "That and Feron Grove High's doctoral program. Everyone says it's number one when it comes to Pokémon, animal, and human health studies. Why not go for it all?"
"Same here," Misty remarked as the group began to stroll across the ship, getting in stride with one another. "As much as I love Pokémon training, I'm ready for just about everything new."
"Yeah," Ash said. He took a seat on a deck chair next to someone and stretched out his arms and legs. "You guys have fun with that. I'm going to take it a step at a time here."
"You and Tracey both," Brock interjected. "I called to see when he'd be getting on the ship, but his mom said he was out swamped with work."
"I wonder where he…" Misty began. She stopped and turned to look at the person sitting next to Ash. The person—clad in a pair of khaki shorts and an aqua-colored button-up shirt—was laid out as well, a book covering his face. Ash and Brock examined the figure as well, watching him breathe deeply. Ash slowly reached over and lifted the book off of the passenger's head, revealing the face of their friend Tracey "Sketchit" Matthews.
Tracey shifted and mumbled, "Hey, turn off the light," pushing some of his black bangs over his eyes.
"Nice to see you again, buddy," Ash said, lifting the book up. "What are you reading? What is this?" Ash passed the book to Misty, who squinted as she looked at various scrawls sitting next to the colored drawing of a Greninja.
"Looks a lot like Professor Oak's blackboard," Misty surmised. "No count recorded in Feron Grove..."
"I was out at Vermilion City drawing some water Pokémon at the cape," Tracey said, yawning and rubbing his eyes. "I've been working with computer transfer systems for so long I just started writing down stats. So used to looking at them. So used to it…"
"Alright, alright," Brock contributed. He helped Tracey to his feet and took a look at the sky. "That's enough stress, guys." He raised his eyebrows and looked at Ash when he finished that sentence. Ash tilted his head and got up as well. "No legendries, no Team Rocket balloons, just probably a few raindrops coming in. I say we concern ourselves with that breakfast buffet on the second floor."
"Now that's a plan," the other three said, smiling and shaking their heads as their words came together. The reunited friends headed off to get something to eat, oblivious to the low rumble of thunder in the distance as the ship pressed on toward a new land.