[Spoilers Alert]

This is a crossover with Deltorix's power ranger story The Greatest Treasure. An awesome writer and consultant and great all around person I gladly call my friend.

Enjoy this as this will be Asta's last crossover for a while as I get into his character story. This is Part 1 of 2.

Ghost Alvasa Out !_!

Roger looks over as a portal opens and out walks a man with shaggy spikey ash blonde hair, a white muscle shirt, black sleeveless collar short robe, a five four-point star headband, and blue pants with brown boots. The most notable features were the many scars all over the man’s body the massive dirty looking claymore as long as the man’s body on his back.

“Oh, you must be the displaced I called. Thanks for coming, my name’s Roger.” He holds his hand out.

“You said something about Ed,” The man yawns, “Name’s Asta Ferris, and Edward is my older brother,” He tightly grips Roger’s hand causing the ranger to wince in pain slightly. “Nice to meet ya. Sorry not big on formalities at the moment. What do you need help with?”

“It's fine and cool, first I meet his wives and kids, then I meet his brother? Oh, and right now me and my team are taking on Flurious from Power Rangers Operation Overdrive. We already dealt with his brother.” Roger explains while leading Asta out of his ship.

“Let me just make a portal back to Earth, and we can make a plan with the other rangers,” Roger said before he made his sword appear in his hand.

“Fair warning,” Asta speaks up, “I was just in quite a battle so I’m not going to be the friendliest person in the omniverse at the moment. I’m not quite one-hundred-percent full strength either. My dragon took a crushing blow and almost permanently lost her wing. Being linked I’m using a good portion of my healing Qi on her to help in her daily recovery.”

“Damn, that sucks man. Hope she makes a full recovery.” Roger said, and just before he makes a portal someone walks out onto the deck of the ship. It is Eric and he looks surprised to see Roger.

“What the hell are you doing here? And who is this guy?” Eric starts walking over.

“Eric, not a good idea.” Roger tries to warn him.

“What's with the weird little cape? Is he some kind of superhero wannabe?” Eric said before flicking Asta’s short robe, and Roger facepalms.

“You can make fun of me all you want,” Asta says, and pressure is exerted over the area making it very hard to breathe. Roger recognizes this ability as Edward had used it before when the captain had been in his world. Asta’s hand shoots out and using only his thumb and pointer finger holds Eric up in the air effortlessly by the face, “But you will not insult the robe of my knights, Am I making myself clear?” Asta glares death straight into the ranger’s eyes as he tossed the man clear across the room.

“Gah! Why you! Quant-” Eric starts before Roger punches him.

“Shut up now Eric, he is not someone to mess with! And before you start that mutant talk, no he is 100% human.” Roger said then looked over at Asta and used telepathy to ask. ‘You are human aren’t you?’

“If you define human as someone who has reinforced magic crystal throughout their body then yeah totally human,” Asta shrugs. “Long strong story short, my older brother fused the magic focusi crystal firm and evil king into my body when it was stabbed into my arm. Other than that, I’m human, that has just pushed the boundaries of my physical and spiritual limits,” he says taking the sword from his back, easily wielding it with one hand. “I also use anti-magic as my main power, and this sword is an anti-magic sword that basically eats magic and turns it into anti-magic. I have a few other skills but that’s later.”

Roger takes a step away from the sword. “Good to know, let's get to Earth. Oh, and Eric, try to male some friends here and lighten up before you piss off the wrong guy.” Roger said while looking down at Eric. Then he uses his sword to make a portal back to his friends on earth.

On the other side of the portal stands the operation overdrive rangers, Cruger the SPD shadow ranger, Udonna the white mystic force ranger, Mike the magna defender, Cam the green ninja storm ranger, Spike, Rarity, and two Pokémon, an Eevee named Jericho and a Dragonair named Lylla. “Oh, look Roger is back!” Spike said, getting the others' attention.

“Quite the assemble you have here,” Asta looks around. “Pokemon eh? Good thing I brought a few of mine.,” he takes one look at the eevee, “You’re a strong one aren’t ya?”

Jericho smirks and puffs out her chest. “Vee!”

Roger rolls his eyes and walks through the portal. “Yeah, I got a big group and even more back in Equestria that are resting.” He then uses magic to move a large box over to the group and uses it as a table.

“I’m guessing you called me in because you got your asses handed to you by a bad guy and need the extra muscle in a bit of excess,” Asta crosses his arms.

Roger wiggles his hand. “Not exactly, more like I called you, so we don’t get our asses kicked. We just killed Moltor and I don’t want us to get overwhelmed by his brother.” He then uses magic to make a hologram of the city over the box.

Asta shrugs, “I get it, better safe than sorry,” he then looks at the others, “Just a heads up for you magic users, “I can use magic too but my thing is actually the opposite in that I mainly rely on anti-magic power and physicality along with martial arts and weapons, mainly swords.”

“I see, well thank you for the warning mister.” Udonna said, nodding her head. “If only you were by our side back when the dark master was on the loose.”

“Fortunately, most of us here use technology and not magic. I believe Udonna is the only one that uses magic in our group.” Cruger said.

“I know that, but I wanted to make it known,” Asta explains. “Mostly because my power also has an area effect called Anti-Mana Zone and when invoked it turns all mana in the area into Anti-mana, or anti-magic in lay man’s terms. It can drastically affect all in the area, not just mages.”

“Try not to use that near me,” Roger says then taps his head. “Edward gave me some magic nanites to help with a medical problem I have, I don’t want them to be shut down.”

“It generally only activates when I want it to,” Asta held up a hand, “Or if I get very, [i/very emotional. If it does activate unless you're like on the brink of death and those things are the only thing keeping ole death at bay you'll be fine. I can just deactivate my field and you’ll be good as new.”

Roger shrugs and makes some red dots moving from one side of the city to the other. “Alright, so we got some of Moltor's forces to attack his brother, so there is a distraction. Any other information?” He asked the other rangers.

“If we’re there I can tell you a bit more in detail in what we’re gonna be up against as far as heavy hitters go.” Asta adds.

Roger looks over. “Any amount of information we can get is good.” Roger then focuses and makes some holographic controls over by Asta. “Go ahead and add what you know or find out.”

“There are about four sizable powers levels in there from the Qi I’m sensing.” Asta says, “One is very animalistic, two mystical, and one I can’t quite get a feel for. I bet one of the magic types is our ice man.”

Roger rubs his chin and hums. “I see, hmm then we will have to split up to take them all out quickly.”

"I do have a few things that could help us out as far as reinforcements go," Asta notes. "But first," he looks at Roger, "I need to do something to you."

Roger nods his head. “Sure, any help we can get will be good.” He said, and then he pointed to the large truck. “We can use the truck if we need somewhere out of the sun.”

"No need," Asta holds up a hand moving behind Roger, "This will feel weird, then pain, fold by relief then more pain than you will feel better than you've felt in years. Hold still," Asta says, raising his hand and forming a claw.

Roger gulps hard recalling how Ed told him his brother was a martial artist, meaning his knowledge of the working of the body weren't medical like the alchemist but over hall he excelled more as in the healing arts than Ed did due to his overall knowledge of the unseen workings of the body.

Asta dug his fingertips into the center of Roger's back and it felt like vines had grown throughout the ranger's inner body keeping him from moving, "The was called Spreading Creeper. Its keeps you from moving and crying out in pain while I do this next part," Asta notes cracking his knuckles. "Time to begin," The knight takes in a short breath and speedily works around Rogers body hitting certain pints high and low causing relief in some and great burning pain in others. It felt as if he was being needed like dough then beaten with a bat. Roger felt muscles he had used in years to breathe anew.

"Now for the final part," Asta places a palm on the center of Roger's chest, and it starts to glow white, "You are very sick, sicker than you let my brother know about. A normal person with this disease wouldn't have survived this treatment from the start but you're not normal." Roger felt an invigorating sensation throughout his entire self, "I am using my Qi to activate your own. You won't be able to fly around or use energy blasts like in Dragonball but with you Qi now awakened your vitality will return to your ailing body helping you fight your illness again. Know that your perception will be enhanced for a time to. Eat right, train, and exercise you very will could thoroughly beat your illness one day but for now it is in a deep remission.," the king does a quick jab to Roger's chest jab the ranger is free to move again.

Udonna, Cam, and Cruger watch in ah before Rarity breaks the silence. “Pardon me darling, but did you say that Roger was sick?”

Udonna Looks at Roger with disappointment in her eyes before looking at Asta. “That is a very interesting technique. Would you mind showing me it before you leave?”

Roger looks away from the rangers. “I didn’t tell anyone because I don’t want people to focus on it. I just want to get the rangers together so they can beat Zedd and his army.” He tries to walk away but is still locked in place

"Yes, Rarity he is very sick, or was at least now. My brother helped by giving Roger machines to keep the sickness in a bit of a catatonic state preventing it from progressing but unable to cure it. He is as healthy as he was in his early teens, but the illness is still there but in remission for now. With my older brother's machines, he could stay healthy for hundreds of years," Asta looks from Roger to the others then back to Roger and bows, "I am sorry for revealing this. I thought it was common knowledge here," he turns to the snow sorceress, "I can show you the technique, but you will not be able to learn it. It deals in the art of simulating the healing of the body through one's natural healing and life forces but agitating the patient's Qi with your own. Depending on the body's state and the overall health of the patient depends on what healing can occur meaning the healing and Techniques changes with each new patient. It took me months to get the basics down and only after a hundred years did I master it myself."

“I see, well perhaps we could make a magic equivalent with enough work.” Udonna said to Asta.

“You say this is a qi healing technique? I believe something similar was covered in basic training.” Cruger said, rubbing his chin.

Roger, now free to move, rubs his chest. “It’s fine, I get that most people would have told everyone.”

“Why didn’t you trust us?” Spike asked Roger.

"It's not that he didn't trust you Spike," Asta spoke up. "A man who has been given a chance to do good when he has nothing left in a short time didn't want you to worry about his problem when so much more was at stake," He explains, "The Qi techniques in this case depends on the patient not the healer. If the one the technique is being used on does not have the physical strength needed then the healing will not work. In this since the healer can offer their own in place but the backlash can cause a rebound with the healer taking the damage instead, causing them to die."

Roger nods at Spike. “It’s true, I wanted to focus on something more important than myself.” Roger then puts his hand on Asta’s shoulder. “But thanks to Asta here I may be able to retire after Zedd is finished off.” Then there is a flash of light under Roger’s hand.

“I see well perhaps I can learn more about your techniques to teach in the S.P.D. academy.” Cruger said.

"If you are willing to break down your own body, to suffer unimaginable pain, to learn how to transform your flesh into the very sword you wield," Asta motions to himself and the numerous scar all over his body. "Then you can learn. Know I earned under the study of many, many, masters never dedicating to one study in particular," Roger recalls this info to, "I used the differing styles to make my own styles. After a hundred years I was able to master my breathing techniques, perfecting them all," Asta vanishes only to appear next to Cruger, his fingertip only millimeters away from the commander's eye. "I am not talented in martial arts. Everything I do is because I pushed my body to its limits and then beyond that nearly every day I've lived thus far in my life. Feel like you want to throw up then do it, but then go back to work. Never give up what you strive for."

Cruger takes a step back placing his hand on his sword. “I see, well that sounds a bit too extreme for just cadets.”

Roger looks at his hand and sees a new key in it. This key was a dark red and had an armor look to it. “Huh cool new key.”

"To put it simply," Asta drops his hand, "Push them to run till they can't anymore, have them climb a tall mount with thin air, and find their way back down by nightfall," he explains. "Lay traps of variation and have them avoid those traps. Wash, rinse, and repeat for a year’s time, or three months if you see fit." Asta looks over, "New key aye," Asta pulls the sword from his back and it starts to radiate black anti-magic. Grabbing a fist full he holds it up to Roger, "Perhaps you'll find this useful, at least more so than that hard to control form my brother mentioned you got from him. I have a feeling you'll need this in the upcoming fight."

Roger holds out his hand then pulls it back. “It won’t mess with me will it? I do have unicorn magic you know.”

"The anti-magic is the suit itself, so you won't have access to your magic in that form," Asta explains, "But it won't interfere with your magic or machines internally either. I have unicorn crystal and dark crystal magic myself that I can't use it in my Black form. I can when I just swing my swords, but it can be draining and a pain. But no, it won't interfere with your magic but at the same time you won't be able to use your magic either. Another upside is it being an anti-magic suit oncoming magic or curses won't affect you either."

“I see, then give it here, I can’t use my magic while suited up anyway.” Roger said before grabbing the sword.

"Take this instead," Asta hands over the fistful of anti-magic. "My sword would absorb all of your magic if you held it," Roger pulls back and looks at Asta's fist holding up a hand. Asta opens his fist and in Roger's palm drops a mini–Demon Slayer sword.

Roger catches it and it was quite a bit but he can still loft it. Roger then looks it over, it is a thick black blade with a two sided edge. “Cool, but this is too small to be a knife.”

Asta easily puts his own sword back on his back with one hand, "Yea and that's just a mini replica key version to use with your morpher," he smirks, "Think how you would have reacted if I'd let you hold the real sword?"

Roger looked at the massive blade on the knight's back, a weapon he easily swung around with one hand as if it weighed as much as a single-handed sword.

“Huh, another key?” Roger takes a second look at it and sees a rainbow of energy covering it for a few seconds. “Well, that proves it will work. It’s funny you’re the second person to make a key for me, normally they just pop into existence.”

"I'm guessing the first would be my older brother," Asta looks at the ranger who nods. "Don't ask how it works because I have no clue. I'm guessing it has something to do with your void energy or something about your encounter my anti-magic. If I had to guess you could easily get keys from other displaced this way to. I'm also stabbing at this, but they could also be more powerful than the ones that pop just into existence too."

“Possible, I will have to try these out later.” Roger said before using his sword to make a small portal and dropped the two keys in.

"I highly recommend saving the Demon Slayer key as a trump card," Asta suggests, "Our main baddy relies on magic so he would be at a severe disadvantage if you can keep from using it until then." He pulls something that looks like a card reader off his belt, holding it he says, "Transport Behemoth," out of the device shots a monster of a bike, "This B," Asta pats the bike and it softly revs its engine as he returns his device to his belt. "I'll be riding him into battle. As for the backup I mentioned," he says reaching onto his belt again and then holds up both hands with eight pokeballs in between his finger, "I have Rayquaza, Lucario, Dragonite, Growlithe, Pyroar, Greninja, Gyarados, and Braviary."

“Oh cool, I have always wanted to meet some of those kinds of pokemon. Maybe before you leave I can get a group picture.” Roger said with a smile, while his pokemon came over to him.

"I don't mind but they might," Asta informs Roger. "These are rescued Pokemon who were abandoned by their trainers and or owners that were given to be by another displaced after he rescued them and let them live in a sanctuary. They're very wary of people and aren't quick to trust, outside Rayquaza but even then you have to be careful around it. Being a shiny and a rare shiny on top of that means it was frequently hunted, also beware that if you have cake it won't even give a second thought about fitting you in its mouth."

“Yikes, well I will be careful.” Roger said, shaking his head. “Well, is there anything else we should do before we start the mission?” Roger asked while spinning his gun on a finger.

"There is one thing," Asta remarks leaning against Behemoth as his grimoire floats up next to him opening to spit out a notebook, ink, saucer, quill, and needle. "How would you like another edge in magic in the form of your own unique personal magic that now creature other than you or one of your descendants can use?"

“Oh? That sounds amazing. Though I doubt I will have any kids.” Roger said, waving his hand, then asked. “So, what do we do?”

"See this," Asta points to the materials, "Add a drop of blood to the ink," he says, pouring a bit of the ink into the saucers, "Stir thoroughly. Then write your name on the front page of the notebook with the ink and quill. After that, it's all me," Asta's points to himself. "You will have to endure a bit of pain though and another piece of advice, don't say you won't have kids here. We owe it to ourselves and those we love and our family to try and have children, even if they're not yours by blood but the bonds we create. I refer to some of my disciples as my children cause that's how I see them, though I do have a daughter with Fluttershy who was born not that long ago."

Roger smiles a bit and chuckles. “Oh, I know all that, I just want to make sure the universe is safe before even thinking about that.” He said before using his sword to cut his finger letting a few drops of blood mix with the ink, then he stirred the ink. After it was mixed well, he opened the notebook and wrote out his name.

"Good now hold onto that notebook and this is going to hurt, a lot," Asta smirks as his grimoire flips to another page, "Now, PUBLISHING MAGIC!!" Asta says aloud, "Grimoire Publishing!"
Black Lightning shoots from Asta's grimoire to the notebook in Roger's grip and spreads all over his body, racking his body with unimaginable pain. It hurt so much that Roger wanted to cry out but found he couldn't, then there was a small silence and then a poof of smoke as Roger found himself standing there the book no longer a notebook or in his hands. It was floating just above his hands, covered in crimson red cover, with a three-leaf clover in a dark purple magic.

Roger looks the cover over. “Huh, a three-leaf clover? What does that mean?” He asked before he opened the book.

"It means you have the most common type of grimoire," Asta shrugs

Roger shrugs and reads the first spell. “Huh, this sounds like fire-based magic, cool.”

"Don't just stand there and keep it to yourself," Asat says, pulling a notepad from his back pocket. "Give it a try and let's see what you got."

Roger nods and turns to face a tree and holds out a hand. “Ok, um… Exploding Fireball!” He called out then magic surged from his Grimoire to his hand before a fireball shoots out of his hand slamming into the tree and exploding, breaking the tree and a half.

"Looks like you got flame magic," Asta writes down the magic. "That spell was a creation type that looked like Magna Swing’s Exploding Fireball."

“Really? I wonder what this spell does.” Roger said pointing at one of the glowing spells then to his surprise a dark purple flame comes out of the grimoire then forms into a small wyrm with two wings. “Ok this is weird.”

"Another creation type spell," Asta points out, "That... looks like the flame Spirit Salamander, but in black and purple. I think I'll call your magic Dark Flame magic but you also have Spirit magic, which I must point out is very rare. Also that thing can leave you of its own accord if it wants to, it's not a spell but a Manifestation of living flames of Darkness."

“Ok that is super cool.” Roger said then looked at the small flame spirit. “Hi, do you want to help me kick some bad guy butt?” He asked the spirit.

"You need to be careful with that thing," Asta warns, "If it is like the Salamander form the story your emotions have a heavy influence on its developmental growth, physical form, and overall mindset. Eventually when it's matured enough, you'll be able to perform a union spell called Spirit Dive that lets you take on a Dark Flame form where you and spirit are one and the same basically. Uber Powerful stuff that has a time let it too how long you can be like that."

“Right, then I should keep track of my emotions.” Roger nods, then holds up the book. “Anything else I should know?”

"Let me reiterate this," Asta clears his throat, "It is a Manifested Spirit of Pure magic that has a mind all its own. It can lend you large quantities of its power should it allow you to, due to its immaturity it will likely do so without having to be asked. Don't rely on it too much, only if you're in a corner and have nowhere else to go, at least until you have a better understanding of your own magic power."

Roger nods and puts his sword over his shoulder. “Right, well I probably won't rely on magic too much but I'll keep that in mind when I do use magic.”

"Again, that thing has a mind Of. It's. Own." Asta emphasizes. "It it here and will stay manifested without your permission to exist or not. It will use magic on its own whether you told it to r not if it wants to. The trick is teaching it right from wrong, not controlling it like raw power without a consciousness." He points to the little wyrm, "If it wants to run around without you it will."

“I understand that and will do my best to teach it. But I will probably only use my magic when I am trying to be stealthy.” Roger said then he looked at the other rangers. “Is everyone ready to fight?”

"I need to point out a major flaw in your magic," Asta says, raising a finger then clears his throat, "Your magic is going to be anything but stealthy!" he points at the exploded still smoking trees.

Roger just looks at Asta with a frown. “That is just the first spell I am sure not all of them will be that explosive.” Roger shakes his head and puts the grimoire into a large pocket on the inside of his coat. “Alright let’s move on and take out Flurious before he realizes his brother is dead and take command over the entire city and overrun us for foot soldiers.”

"Sure," Asta says leans against his Behemoth, "And how shall we start this attack? A forward assault on the fortress I would expect. Let's hit it with a massive blast on all sides to really rattle and unnerve their forces. With the troops all scared and scatter brained, it'll be utter chaos inside as they try and make sense of it all. It will definitely take them too long to get all of the foot soldiers focused on nearly all different attacking directions. One on all sides and above."

“That is a good idea.” Roger said with some of the rangers nod. “Let’s kick some bad guy butt.”

"You guys take the fortress from the ground then," Asta stands up and is engulfed in Anti-magic from his grimoire then it quickly fades to reveal a form of armor.

He then throws a few of his pokeballs into the air, having Braviary, Dragonite, and Rayquaza come out. Roger was a bit stunned at the red Rayquaza, if not a bit jealous, as it loomed over them looking down with crystal blue eyes.

"These guys and I will take on the air assault," Asta says, "No offense to you guys but the only one who I know could possibly fly would be Udonna using her vehicle or flight magic. I have both but I can't use my magic item while using anti-magic and B won't let just anyone ride him," he places a hand on the bike who slightly revs in agreement. "If you have any objections speak now or forever hold your peace," he remarks holding a hand up to his face as Anti-magic covers his head and hardens then flakes away to reveal a helmet.

Roger chuckles and holds out a fist. “I have no objections, just watch out for any civilians that might be held captive or just trying to hide.”

"I didn't sense any through Qi. Any cities that were there aren't anymore," Asta says darkly. "Dead or turned to monsters," he says with a solemn tone. "I'm not going in this for blood," he says getting on Behemoth and slightly revving the monster bike, "If I can see they can be saved I'll do so, if their so far gone then I'll give them quick deaths to put them out of their misery," he looks over his shoulder as anti-magic starts to come from the eye holes of his helmet.

Roger sighs and nods. “I understand. Stay safe and see you inside.” He then looks at his Pokémon. “You guys can either fight outside and make sure we don’t get flanked or head inside with us, I trust your judgement.” The Pokémon nod.

"I have one that might help them out," Asta says, throwing up another pokeball to have his Lucario come out. It was a bit different than the normal Lucario as its colors were inverted to have a creamy coat with a blue chest fur. "Lucario can lead and or look out for them. His Aura skill would help them inside the castle to help shake the enemy up once we hit the base. We hit from the outside while they hit from the inside."

“Sounds good, nice to meet you.” He said to the Pokémon then smirks. “Make sure my friends come back alright?” Roger said to Lucario.

Lucario looks over to the others and then back to Roger giving a stern look and, "Rowfs," with a nod before looking at Asta.

"Look after them in there," Asta points, "Use Dig to get inside then wait till you hear us pounding the outside. You won't be able to miss it. You three will hit them hard from the inside."

Lucario nods and then uses 'Dig' to borrow into the ground quickly disappearing into a burrow with Roger's Pokémon following straight away.

“Alright with them already starting, I guess it’s up to us humans-“ Roger starts then Cruger clears his throat, “us rangers to start attacking the outside.”

"Nice save," Asta bluntly deadpans. "Looks like we have another army already on the move," he looks over his shoulder, "A lot of little Qi's. Possible remnants from another big bady," he cracks his knuckles as he sits on Behemoth and reaches down into his grimoire to pull out two large handguns, one black and one silver.

Asta then places the weapons in holsters on either side of Behemoth's seat, "A little something to save cursed souls," he looks at Roger, "Let's get things started," he says as he revs Behemoth and then shoots off into the sky, drive on the air with the Pokémon flying behind the king, "B, let's get this thing started off right," he smirks and hit a button on Behemoth's dash and music starts to resonate from the beastly machine.

“At least he has good taste in music.” Roger said with a smirk then looked at his friends. “You Heard him, let’s kick some bad guy butt.” The rangers nod and run towards the frozen castle, Roger was the first to attack as he shot his pistol at some chillers and lava lizards that were fighting.

"Rayquaza, Hyper Beam!"

"Braviary, Aurora Beam!"

"Dragonite, Draco Meteor!"

Asta shouts to his partners who immediately comply with their individual attacks, blasting the Ice castle from high above in the sky with a barrage of blows.

Asta looks down into the crowd and takes note of Roger, "B, you're in-charge of steering," Asta tells his mount of a monster machine as he reaches down to pull out the large handguns. He twirls the weapons on his trigger fingers and then catches them holding them level with his head, "I'm not not usually one for guns but in this case I like the feel of these," he remarks controlling his breathing, as he points the pistols down into the crowd, "Let those tortured by fire and ice be save this black rain, Amen," Asta recites this prayer as the pistols turn solid black with anti-magic, "BLACK BULLET!" He shouts and fires explosive black shots into the army laying down cover fire for Roger and the others

Roger sees the barrage of bullets rain down hitting the enemy army and smirks. “I knew calling him was a good idea.” Roger uses his sword to cut a chiller before kicking it away.

Cruger uses his sword to make his way through a large crowd of chillers and lava lizards. Udonna uses her ice magic to freeze the lava lizards, then Mike and Cam smash them working together. Each of the overdrive rangers are using their individual civilian powers to hold off both armies, while Rarity uses her magic to trip up as many of them as she can, then Spile breathes fire on them.

"I hate to be the bearer of bad news but," Asta says, jumping off Behemoth next to Roger firing more explosive shots, "But these small fries will eat up all our guys' stamina before we even get a chance to hit the big four. We'll be too tired to fight anyone in the enemies' upper tiers period." He cross fires a lava lizard and chiller on either side of him right in the mouth, "You have an area affect ability or do I need to bust out a couple of mine?"

“Right, good point.” Roger looks at the rangers. “Everyone behind me!” As the others got behind him, he pulled out his grimoire as it began to glow of magic, he held his hands forward and called out. “Exploding Fireball times five!” launching five fireballs out, spread out enough so when they explode, they cover a large amount of the area. “Whoa, good thing I have a high amount of magic.” He said after shaking his head.

"Now it's my turn," Asta remarks, throwing his guns back into his grimoire then turning to the rangers, "Whatever you do," he throws up a hand and then extends three fingers from it. As the king did this the earth around the ranger sprang to life and formed into a dome above the. "Don't come out from under that umbrella. The rest of these are mine," he says as he starts to almost dance about, yet one could still see this was a martial arts form of sorts.

Then fire starts to shoot from the king's fists into the atmosphere. The more fire he shot into the clouds the darker and darker it got. Even amidst all of this the chillers and lava lizards continued to fight, Asta merely cutting them down in the process. Soon the clouds roared to life with thunder as rain started to fall over the fields, the chiller freezing the water as they jumped with joy, the lava lizards screeching with pain.

Asta breathing heavily wiped his brow, "Took longer than I thought but I can't bust out avatar state just yet, need to have some trump cards still," he chuckles light to himself. "Time to bring down the house," he says running and then , "Fly," A blue aura briefly covers him as he starts to fly into the air, simultaneously using firebending to increase his speed through the air.

“Damn he has got a lot of skills.” Mike said watching Asta fight.

Cruger nods “Indeed, and I suspect is still holding back.

Cam rubs his chin. “Maybe after all this is over and we get the ninja academy back under our control we can open up the fourth branch and have it be about fire.” He said thinking out loud.

Udonna watches as the rain hurts the lava lizards and seems to make the chillers happy. “Amazing, he was able to change the weather without the use of magic.”

Roger smirks and watches Asta fly high into the sly. “I think he's about to deliver a big attack.”

"This is going to be way bigger than last time," Asta says to himself aloud as he lands on a cloud. "It's a good thing my natural sky dragon magic acts as a protector against this lightning. Now," he cracks his knuckles, "Phase two..."

Asta starts to bound around, kicking off the air in order to get around, tearing apart the clouds and throwing them into one another causing even more lightning to discharge into the air.
He looks over at the clouds and feels the energy in the air with his Qi, "Not enough, I need more lightning!" He bounces about in random direction more and more creating more and more lightning until the atmosphere is completely electrified.

"Alright, Phase three," Asta remarks, landing on a cloud and takes a stance. He forms his hands into fists with his middle and pointer fingers extended outward. He then starts motioning them into circles drawing all of the lightning and electricity in the air into a lightning circle in front of himself. Asta began to float and then he kicked the air rocketing himself downwards toward the ground

"Take this you evil freaks!" Asta yells as he breaks through the bottom cloud layer surrounded by lightning in the shape of a massive western dragon, "Blitz Erpel Oberherr(Lightning Drake Overlord)!" Asta thrust his right hand forward directing the dragon down into the field.

With a thundering roar the drake crashes into the field and bursts sending electricity into all of the soaked chillers and lava lizards. The discharge immediately firing them all to a burnt charred crisp as they fall to the ground, dead.

Asta lands in front of the ranger with a stern look as he huffs, "That should... take care of them..." he snickers as electricity sparks from his body as his already spiky hair stood up like a super Saiyan.

“Whoa! That was amazing! And that cool dragon thing was unbelievable!” Spike said getting close to Asta.

“Hell, yeah that was cool.” Roger said, smirking. “Need a breather?”

“I must say that was quite the show.” Rarity said.

"Very much so, yes," Asta says as the Pokémon land behind him along with Behemoth. "Time is not on our side so this will be a short breather," he remarks leaning against the structure he'd made earlier. "Unfortunately, that move is a double-edged sword and takes a lot of control with both bending and weather magic. The latter is not something I have in spades when away from my dragon, even more so seeing she’s injured, and it takes a good deal of our magic to help heal her wound. My Qi can only do so much on magical beasts after all." he looks over to Roger, "How about another grimoire test," Roger nods, "See if you don't have access to a restoration spell. The move was very taxing on my body."

“Right, let’s see here.” He looks through his grimoire and then points to something. “Ok this sounds like a healing spell.” He clears his throat and then faces Asta before reciting what is written in his grimoire. “Flame of life and health.” A small fire surrounds Asta and quickly turns into a small tornado of black and purple flames as it engulfs the king.

"Aaaa...." Asta lets out a sigh of relief as he stands up and moves his right arm in a circle popping a few bones. "Much better. No more fatigue or muscle soreness. Though I'm still out of magic power," he opens and closes his fist. "Not like I really use magic a lot anyways though. It was worth it to take out the army, your four keep any stragglers out," he ordered his group who merely not and took to the skies again. "We have things to do inside," he looks at Roger, "Lead the way captain.”

“Right, but I think I will save my magic for later and start using my ranger powers now.” Roger said before he puts his grimoire away and pulls out his morpher and key. “Set sail!” He then morphed and rolled his neck.

“Alright, let’s move people.” He then starts running towards the entrance and the others follow him.

"You don't happen to have a spare green ranger key and morpher would you?" Asta asks.

“I have Bioman Green2, Flashman green flash, Maskman X-1, the green key from the 2017 movie, last galaxy green, time force green, mystic force green, jungle fury elephant ranger, Solar green, ninja steel green, HyperForce green, beast morphers green, Kiramager green, and the Green Hunter Beetleborg.” Roger told Asta as they ran into the castle and headed down a hallway.

"That's a lot, should've been more specific," Asta scratches his head. "I was hoping for Tommy's in all honesty. Always liked the dragon dagger flute trumpet deal. Former band nerd here." Asta thought, "Now that I think about it, it'd be best to use the Samurai Ranger. I utilize all of my physical power and swordsmanship with it."

“Well as for Tommy’s.” Roger points at Spike who is wearing the mighty morphin green suit. “Spike is wearing it right now.” Then he points at Cam. “And he is the only green samurai ranger I have; I do have blue and gold samurai though.”

"Cam's is more my style," Asta says. "I also like his because he was based off The Dragon Ranger." He looks at Roger, "If I have to get one of the others I'll take gold, that's if you mind someone else using your powers though?" Asta turns to Cam.

Roger tossed Asta the gold samurai key. “Here, just hold the key up and call out the morph call, ‘go go samurai’ and get ready for a ride.” He chuckles then added. “Also you can’t use the same power as someone else while they are morphed.”

"Guess that makes sense," Asta rubs his chin, "Once something is already in use there is no way for someone else to use that same power," he looks at Spike, "Do you mind if I see your Dragon Dagger for a moment?"

“Oh uh sure.” Spike hands Asta his Dragon Dagger.

The group stops at an intersection and Roger looks at Asta. “What are you planning?”

"Go, Go Samurai!" Asta calls out and is immediately surrounded in gold light, then the gold samurai’s kanji appears around his feet. The kanji then swarm around him, traveling up his body and he emerges clad in a blue and gold suit. "Not my fav ranger," he snaps and his grimoire floats up next to him and he pulls out the Demon Slayer sword but instead of dirty and grungy it is clean and sparkling with a gold hilt.

"That's more my style," He smirks under his helmet placing the sword on his back, "Now about this," he says holding the dagger with the blade pointed down, "If I'm right I may be able to draw out something that can be a big advantage in this fight for you," Asta says as he concentrates on the blade until a pommel slide open and out shoots an thin emerald green blade.

Roger stares in shock. “How the hell did you do that? I never saw Tommy do that before, and I don’t remember Burai doing that either.”

"It was actually a feature from a toy back in 2009 when they launched that game or something like that," Asta explains as the blade retracts back into the handle of the dagger and he hands it back to Spike. "The fact it has the feature as a toy made me curious, so I thought maybe it was a feature that was a concept for the show that was meant to replace the sword of evil Tommy used in the show but was shot down due to some reason or another. I used what little of the dragon magic I had left coupled with the morphin grid energy and there ya go. Just concentrate,” he tells Spike.

"Um... okay..." Spike says as he mimics Asta and the blade immediately shoots out startling everyone. "Well, hehe... that was easier than I thought."

"I thought that might happen," Asta says, "It's easier due to it being your weapon, and I have to say," Asta powers down. "That suit is getting on my nerves. Do you have anything else, like Daggeron or Koragg?"

“Yeah, I got both Koragg keys and the gold mystic force.” Roger said and summoned the three keys showing them to Asta. “Oh, and Rarity and Spike are just using the keys like you, they aren’t full rangers, so expect to feel exhausted after all this.”

"Darkness or fire," Asta weighed his options, "Definitely darkness."

"Exhaustion is just another thing to push through to become stronger," Asta notes," Most of the time anyways."

“Maybe, but the way I see it. It takes more stamina to use the leys if you aren't already connected with the morphin grid.” Roger said, then adds. “Just be careful with this, don’t want the dark magic furuppimh you, I almost lost myself when I used a ley your brother gave me.” When he gave Asta the purple Koragg key.

"Ed's power is," Asta shows a slight bit of fear, "Dangerous, and I'm guessing you saw it at its worst. I saw a form he said was his true self and it was down right nasty looking," he takes the key. "And don't you know, dark magic is still just magic. It's not just dark magic that corrupts."

“Yeah, when I ended up in his world I helped him come back to his senses after Sombra showed him something fucked up and Malice got loose.” Roger said, shaking his head, then adds. “And yeah most dark magic isn’t the corrupting factor but this power came from the dark master and even corrupted the red ranger for a little while.”

"Trust me, I have something that hates demons and shit and will keep my mind safe. Especially if it means he gets to slaughter demons. Let's give this a try," Asta smirks, taking the key, "Magical Source, Mystic Force!” He calls out and purple lightning surrounds the king, transforming into a purple armored Knight Wolf. "Ah, this is much more my style," he says in a deepened voice. "I have an idea," he says looking at the others.

Roger crosses his arms. “Alright you seem to still be in control, let's hurry and find the boss here before anyone else shows up.”

"Seeing as I have the shield and heavy armor," Asta holds up the shield, "I'll be the frontline tank."

“Right, let’s head right.” Roger said, pointing down the right path, only for a large group of Chillers to come into view. “Or maybe left, left is good.”

"Is it just me or are they actually running from something?" Asta tilts his head.

“Now that you say it.” Roger starts, then the Chillers run past the rangers, Asta, Rarity and Spike. “Yep they are running, but from what?” He said watching them run away.

“Vee eevee!” Was heard behind them. Everyone looked to see most of the Pokémon with Jericho in front of the group.

"Raaarooo!" Lucario rushes behind while waving a Bone Bash above its head.

Roger gives him a thumbs up. “Good work, all of you. Say, before you leave, maybe I can get a group picture to add to my collection.” Roger chuckled and then asked. “By the way, do any of you know which way to Flurious?”

He then taps his chin. “Also to make things easier with communication would you mind if I use telepathy to understand all of you?” He asked the Pokémon.

"Don't bother," Asta says. "Lu only talks with other Pokémon. If you try to use telepathy, you'll get a massive head. Twi tried it once when he wasn't aware, and she had a migraine for a week. It took me training with him in the snow and ice of the Neighpon mountains for nearly three years before he actually trusted me enough to use his aura to communicate."

Roger shrugs. “That’s why I asked but go ahead and translate for him then.”

“Oh, I don’t know how but I think Pinkie knew I would meet some like him.” Rarity said pointing at Lucario, then she demorphs and pulls out a small brown paper bag. “Pinkie said to give this to a ‘grumpy doggy that needs some cheering up’ I wasn’t sure what she meant till now.”

"He's not grumpy Rarity and don't get any closer to him," Asta warns as Lucario glares with a snarl, "Lucario doesn't trust easily to begin with, and he's had his fair share of bad experiences. He doesn't trust humans, I'm pretty sure he still doesn't trust me all the way either. I wouldn't push him anymore. The fact that he's still standing there is a feat in itself."

“Oh, I am sorry to hear that darling.” Rarity said to Lucario without getting any closer. “Would it be ok with you if I gave these to mister Asta in case you want them later?”

Roger looks at Asta. “If you don’t have the recipes maybe you should ask Pinkie, she might somehow know the recipes for pokepuffs and other Pokémon foods.”

"I'll ask but these guys don't care for baked goods and treats like that, except for Rayquaza, the sweet-toothed bastard," Asta says, taking the bag and places it inside his grimoire. "They prefer food that they grow and fix themselves. They're closer in nature to wild Pokémon than captured ones. Usually I leave them be, to do their own things."

“Neat, so where do we go?” Roger asked Asta.

"How about down the hall that the chillers came screaming down," Asta says flatly as he points.

Roger shrugs. “Sure, good enough.” Rogers starts walking past the Pokémon. “Oh and thanks for watching out for my friends Lucario.”

"Rou..." Lu sounds then goes his own way.

"I think that's all you're going to get from him," Asta says following.

“Fair enough, I won’t force him to be my friend.” Roger said, then they entered a large room. Roger looks around before there is the sound of booming stomping coming from the only other exit. “Uh oh, sounds like we have some company coming!”

"Enough waiting," Asta reels his shield back, and slams it into the door, sending it flying off its hinges.

Right in the room come on one after the other until they show A purple psycho ranger and Flurious standing on the other side of the room.

"What da ya know," Asta comments, "Ole Man Winter was right around the the corner!"