Astraline : Sqaud Busters

Where are we?

Before they could blink, the Five friends had disappeared from their locations before landing with a hard thump on a solid stone surface.

Their arrival hadn't been the smoothest, their bodies were tangled together making it difficult to stand up. A few hundred metres away from a small property, sitting on a bed of clouds. The gothic pillars reminded Alfhide  of a small temple or shrine, a fitting place for the mistress of light magic, "The fuck?", Fredrik began, he looked at his hands then at the others " Where are we!".

"Holy shit" Merryweather  replied. Almost instantly Lumi  looked down and shrugged, "Huh, that was unexpected".

"So is the house on a bed of clouds", Nick shrugged, "one thing I've learned since knowing about  Power Rangers, you just have to go with the flow".

The house began to glow softly, almost inviting the nylok to visit, "Maybe we should see if someone's home", Alfhide urged the group, "this place is giving me the creeps".

Agreeing with Alfhide's  suggestion, Merryweather  led the group up the invisible path towards the property. As they got a little closer, they noticed there was no door, "How are we going to get inside?" Nick asked.

"Shhh", Fredrik cut in front of Nick, "I think I hear voices".

Lucius Merryweather  too could hear some noise coming from inside the property, only it wasn't what he expected to hear from the home of the Mystic Mother. There were two distinct voices, a raspy, deep male voice and a shrill, screechy female one. Evidently the woman wasn't overly impressed with the man, "What have I told you about leaving your stuff lying around the kitchen Zedd?"

"You're one to talk", the man identified as Zedd countered, "if I trip over your staff one more time-"

"You'll do what radiator face", the woman spat in response.

The man snorted in reply, "Honestly woman that wasn't a clever insult when it was factually accurate". The nyloks looked at each other nervously, slightly uncomfortable by the ongoing argument between the couple, "Now, perhaps you should focus on something more important like greeting our guests waiting outside".

"What guests?" the woman shrieked. They was a pause and the nyloks couldn't make out the continued conversation inside. Suddenly there was a flash and the friends found they had moved from the exterior of the property to the interior. Standing in front of them was a middle ages Asian woman dressed in a flowing white robe and elaborate headdress. Next to her was a slightly older man with greying hair and a blood red robe, "Welcome", the woman greeted with a much softer tone then she used when the teens were eavesdropping, "I am the Mystic Mother and this is my trusted adviser-".

"And hen-pecked husband", the man snorted.

"Can it would you", the woman snapped before turning her attention back to the teens, "as I was trying to say, this is my trusted adviser and husband, Zedd".

Something twigged inside Fredrik's mind at hearing the man's name, "Zedd, as in Lord Zedd?" He asked, "one of the primary enemies of the original team of Power Rangers?"

A small grin appeared on Zedd's face, "Good to see my notoriety still lives on", he stated, "my days as the Monarch of Evil are long behind me", he added jovially, like he was talking about going to the shops, "nowadays I devote my time to research and aiding my darling wife with her duties as the Mystic Mother".

"Which basically means he spends all day sitting on his backside", the Mystic Mother snorted.

"Like you've got a busy schedule", Zedd snorted, "how many times does your crystal ball need monitoring anyway?"