Peace.

For the residents of the planet earth, and California especially, this word is rarely used. For centuries earth played host to a plethora of intergalactic battles. Originally, the Evil of the world had been drawn to its innocent nature. Humans were a species ignorant of intergalactic politics, and as such, regarded as easy pickings.

Zordon had put an end to that assumption. After that, there was something to prove. Attack after attack was pushed back by a group of highly unique individuals. Power Rangers. Then Zordon was taken. And with him, the battle was moved into the far reaches of space. For awhile.

Count Down to Destruction.

This was the name given to the greatest battle in Power Ranger history. The might of the most evil minds in the galaxy was brought against the will of the just. Rangers past and present fought to save the life they knew. They fought to save humanity. Eventually
the Power Rangers triumphed. But, as is usually the case, victory came with a price.

Zordon, the being who had looked after the planet for centuries, was gone. He had ordered his most loyal lieutenant to destroy the stasis tube keeping him alive. The energy from it swept out across the universe. Once it had dissipated, the evil was gone. All of it. The energy was so powerful, and so Good, that as it touched a being with darkness in its heart, the being was saved. Given a chance for a better life.

Now, the earth exists in a relative state of peace. No longer, do battles of galactic proportions take place in the street. No longer, must the humans fear enslavement from an alien race. Those who served as Power Rangers live among us, finally getting the chance to have what they fought for. A normal, happy life.

But far away, in the deepest reaches of the galaxy, there is a stirring.

Something slept, but the energy still moving out across the universe has awakened it. Good cannot exist without evil. The Balance has been disturbed.

It does not have a name. It is known as The Destroyer, the Plague.

Xypher.

He is coming.