Gold Ranger Power Rangers Ninja Steel Novels & Stories

Blaze was already breathing the air of victory as he said to Steel, “I’ll see you on the field tomorrow. Thanks for dinner.” Steel watched in disappointment as the door shut before he turned to Rock. “You threw me under the bus. He has an Alpha power. I know I’m stronger than him but he will use that power on me. You just lost your brother,” Steel said and walked away when Rock roared in an Alpha tone, “STOP!”

the computer voice droned. Four silver soldiers slid out from a nearby building. They didn’t walk—they rolled, fast, on wheels built into their feet. Their glass faces caught the starlight. “I’ve got them!” Raven shouted, leaping forward. Her arms, laced with gold wires, moved faster than thought. She didn’t stab—she just pressed a hand to the first soldier’s chest. The silver armor melted away, spilling off like water. Underneath was a guy in a t-shirt, blinking in shock.

They instead replaced them with the colors of the Ravens - a matte black with hues of blues and greens and purple under the right angles. All of them still had the shield and machine pistol combo, except Raijin had an Unranked Multi-beam Plasmacutter on her shoulder. It was purely utilitarian and industrial in nature, but she wasn’t there to fight in the first place. Max on the other hand, had a C-ranked Ragnarok Armaments Grenade Launcher. It was simple, effective, and devastating. “Want us to bring down the pain?” asked T-Rex. “‘Coz we can. And we want to. Nothing crazy.”

"It’s not meant to stop it," Vane said, stepping back to lean against a rotting support beam, his shadow stretching long and skeletal against the warped wooden walls. "It’s meant to bleed it out. That steel is a conduit, Aiden. Think of it like a lightning rod for a house that’s already burning down. You keep holding onto your energy, it shreds your nerves. You channel it into the iron, and you give your blood a chance to catch up to the rest of you."

“Ayu, sit here, don’t just stand there,” said Jinu, patting the empty spot on the sofa beside him. His face looked so warm, his smile gentle, totally different from the rough biker-gang vibe I had always imagined. “I … thanks.” I carefully sat down, still jittery inside, but at least relieved I could finally take a breath. While sitting there, my thoughts started spinning again. What kind of gang was this, really? From Arum’s stories, Garuda Steel was supposed to be brutal, never hesitating to pick fights with anyone who dared cross them.

Ginger said and exhaled, looking anxious. She went to her room for a second then came out again. She gave Raina a Vipertek Vts-989 Stun Gun and told her to not let anyone near her. Regardless of the way she talks, she really has a heart of gold. Raina nodded and I can see that she's more comfortable and soft towards Ginger than to us.

After absorbing the wind-element Jayzepanese's power, his total abilities surpassed 14,000 units, nearly hitting 15,000—double what he had when he arrived from Senna City. "You got stronger? So did I. Come on, let's see who's afraid of whom!" He opened a spatial portal to the side, just a flick, just long enough to strike. Steel rods flew toward Gunnr at twice the speed of sound. "Trifling tricks!" Gunnr scoffed. The rods entered a three-meter radius around him—and instantly shattered, losing all power. Ray "saw" this through spatial perception: as the rods entered the area, countless sharp bursts of energy sliced through them in a heartbeat. Every single rod was obliterated.

Then Aaron's voice, controlled as ever; "Yes. I did." _ I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling. The past few days has been somewhat quiet. Calm rather. The whispers lived. Yes. But the trouble, it wasn't there. It didn't leave, but it layed low. And for Bruce... He was learning. To be fast, vigilant, smart. It wasn't all about violence. It shouldn't be. The A gang kept their distance. They watched. But they never made a move.

How did h-‘’ ‘’This… is…’’ An object glowing brightly has emerged with his right arm- the weapon appears as a gauntlet with a floating orb and sharp-edged object revolving around it, it somewhat resembles Lamina Mnemosyne but its edge is distinctively much shorter than Zaru’s weapon. Niru is shortly stunned to what has happened, nonetheless, its power made the spirit of valor in him stronger, he confidently faced one of the creatures. On a side, Naran is stuck, astounded to what he has seen, a being of light, its face is all concealed in flashes of colors, and body glittering like a jewel, a beauty he can never picture out.

The mysterious wanderer called Ranger had been following him stealthily through the mountains, for no purpose other than to keep an eye on him. Ever since Ranger found himself wandering the mountains of this region, he went wherever his instincts told him to go; and by instincts, he meant the hulk of magic metal he carried on his back. Whatever power was concealed within this sword, Ranger did his best not to question it, as it helped him to survive in the wild all these years and kept him hidden from the prying eyes of his enemies. And just that night, it told him of a young boy entering the northern borders of the Dark Zone. So Ranger hiked all night through the mountains, following wherev