EPISODE 01 (Spell Force)[]
Spell Force is the first episode of Power Rangers Spell Force.
Spell Force[]
INT. DARK FOREST - SPELL-WOOD - NIGHT
Thick fog rolls through the twisted, ancient trees. The moonlight barely pierces the dense canopy. Strange, rhythmic pulses echo faintly in the distance like a heartbeat beneath the earth.
Dozens of scientists set up scanners and analyzers around a cluster of bizarre-looking flora that faintly glow purple. Armed security guards patrol nervously. The tension is palpable.
MR. OLIVER HUGHES (V.O.) (from radio, stern, commanding)
"Shaw, report! Where are we with the readings?"
SCIENTIST SANDRA SHAW, mid-30s, intelligent but visibly fatigued, speaks into her communicator while scanning data on her handheld device.
SANDRA SHAW
"The readings have been remarkable. It appears that the energy wave in this forest existed undetected for centuries, Oliver... but it’s unstable now. Something’s changed recently. The energy’s spiking. Like it’s... awakening."
MR. OLIVER HUGHES (V.O.)
"I don’t want theories, Shaw. I want results. This discovery could redefine energy as we know it. Keep searching. I’m sending in the special search team for support."
SANDRA SHAW (mutters under her breath)
"We might be digging up more than you bargained for..."
LATER-EXT. DEEP FOREST - NIGHT
The SPECIAL SEARCH TEAM, armed and equipped with advanced detectors, moves in formation through the darkness. The forest feels alive—whispers carried by the wind, branches creaking unnaturally.
A SOLDIER, stops abruptly. His detector goes haywire, beeping frantically.
SOLDIER
"Wait—there’s something here..."
He peers into the darkness. Behind a strange, black tree with twisted purple branches and crimson leaves, dark sparks flicker in the air like miniature lightning storms.
SOLDIER (alarmed)
"Over here! I’ve got something!"
The team converges. As they approach, the detectors all spike violently.
TEAM LEADER
"Jesus... what is this?"
Following the sparks, they enter a hidden cave. Inside, the source is clear: an ancient purple seal, glowing faintly, embedded in a stone wall. Strange, foreign scriptures spiral around its edges, and in the center—a grotesque depiction of a monstrous entity.
Purple Seal
SANDRA SHAW (wide-eyed, awestruck)
"This... this is it. The origin of the unknown energy waves."
She steps closer, studying the seal.
SANDRA SHAW
"Look at these inscriptions... they’re not just markings—they’re restraints."
TEAM LEADER
"Restraints? For what?"
SANDRA SHAW (ignoring him, to her team)
"Start excavating. Carefully. I need to alert Hughes."
She exits the cave, raising her communicator.
INT. CAVE - CONTINUOUS
The team begins drilling around the seal. As metal strikes stone, a low, guttural rumble shakes the cavern. The seal begins to CRACK, emitting blinding purple light.
TEAM MEMBER (panicked)
"Stop! It’s reacting—!"
Too late. The seal SHATTERS with a deafening blast of energy, throwing them against the walls. An unholy roar fills the cavern.
EXT. CAVE ENTRANCE - NIGHT
Sandra hears the explosion. Smoke and dust billow from the cave.
INT. CAVE - NIGHT
From the shadows, a towering, monstrous figure emerges—its form obscured by writhing darkness. It lets out a chilling, echoing laugh that rattles the stone walls.
Sandra freezes in terror as the creature turns its gaze on her.
It lunges. Sandra SCREAMS, dropping the communicator, which crackles with Oliver’s unheard voice.
MR. OLIVER HUGHES (V.O.)
"Shaw? Shaw, do you copy? What’s happening down there?!"
Monster attacks Scientist Sandra Shaw
EXT. SPELL-WOOD CITY - NEXT MORNING
The city skyline under gray skies. Sirens wail in the distance. News drones hover above cordoned streets as holographic billboards flash breaking news updates.
NEWS ANCHOR (V.O.)
"Authorities have sealed off the northern sector of Spell-Wood Forest following a catastrophic incident yesterday. Witnesses report strange lights and violent tremors. The Spell-Wood Agency has yet to release an official statement, leaving residents on edge."
SPELL-WOOD HIGH SCHOOL - HALLWAY - MORNING
Spell-Wood High School
In Spell-Wood High School, Grace Terryson walks inside the school quietly. Grace is a very shy girl who has been in Spell-Wood with her Uncle George, Aunt Trina and 8 years old Cousin Julie for a very long time. Grace has never heard about any attacks in Spell-Wood and is very keen to know about the attack in the dark forest. Thinking about the attack, Grace enters inside a meeting room where Professor Martin is interacting with bunch of students and is asking some suggestions. Her eyes dart nervously at groups of students whispering around her. Grace scans the room. The students here are confident and outspoken. She slips into the last desk in the corner, sitting alone as quietly as possible avoiding everyone else in the class. Peter Wallace stares at her when she sits.
PROFESSOR MARTIN
"It’s been a few weeks since my very own committee, the Spell-Wood Junior Journalist Committee, has failed to gather any sensational news regarding the city. This is really disappointing to me... and I consider it my responsibility."
A student sitting beside Peter replies in a non-serious manner.
"But Professor… this is Spell-Wood. Nothing interesting has really happened here in, what, seven years? The last ‘big news’ I heard was when Mrs. Buttermoth claimed her kitchen was haunted—"
Students snicker.
JACKIE PARK (grinning)
"—but turns out it was just Mr. Buttermoth sneaking out at night to steal cookies and accidentally scaring his wife."
Laughter fills the room. Professor Martin sighs in mild frustration.
IZZY SMITH (leaning forward confidently):
"Only if you want us to cover the dark forest story, Professor."
Grace now gets an interest in the conversation. Grace’s eyes flick up at the mention of the dark forest. For the first time, genuine curiosity sparks in her expression.
PROFESSOR MARTIN
"Ms. Smith, I bet there are far more fascinating—and safer—stories waiting for you in this city than the dark forest."
Soon a new student enters inside who looks composed, mysterious. Professor Martin gestures toward him.
PROFESSOR MARTIN
"Ah, welcome. Young journalists, considering our recent lack of progress, the committee has decided to include our new student, Roman. Roman here was head of the Angel Grove Journalist Committee before moving here. I’d like everyone to welcome him with pure hearts."
Roman Chalice sits beside Grace. He’s as quiet as she is. Grace steals a brief glance at him—then notices Peter still staring at her, his expression unreadable.
Professor Martin checks his watch, gathering his things.
PROFESSOR MARTIN
"I want you all to form your own groups. By the end of the week, I expect at least one fascinating article about this city—something sensational."
With that, he exits. The students break into chatter.
Peter, Jackie, Izzy, and others begin discussing possible topics, all sounding uninspired. Grace fidgets in her seat, nervous but determined. She finally speaks up, voice soft but clear enough to catch attention.
GRACE
"What about the dark forest story? It… it’s actually fascinating."
The room falls silent. Peter’s head snaps toward her, surprised. Roman looks at her with quiet interest. Then, laughter breaks out from several students. Grace immediately regrets about mentioning the dark forest and avoids eye contact with all of them and looks at the ground.
NAV SHARMA (mocking tone)
"Grace, it’s not that easy as you think it is, sweetie."
PETER WALLACE (cold, dismissive)
"It’s not even your cup of tea, Terryson. You’d better drop this useless idea out of your mind."
Grace freezes, face flushing with anger and embarrassment. Without a word, she grabs her bag and heads for the door. Grace is very furious with Peter. Grace has known him since a very long time and all she remembers about him is that he has never been nice to her but always find him staring at her.
INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY – CONTINUOUS
Grace walks quickly, fighting back frustration. Behind her, footsteps approach. She stops as ROMAN steps up beside her, calm and collected.
ROMAN
"I liked your idea."
Grace turns, surprised.
ROMAN
"The dark forest. Everyone’s too scared to even consider it… but that’s exactly why we should. I’ll cover the story with you."
Grace blinks, caught off guard. For the first time today, a small spark of determination lights in her eyes.
GRACE (quietly)
"You will?"
ROMAN
"Yeah. Let’s find out what’s really happening in Spell-Wood."
Both are heading towards the canteen. From the opposite direction, a confident guitarist with dyed teal hair, spots Grace.
Guitarist MAZIE HARLOW
"Hey, Greesy!"
Grace smiles faintly and nods in acknowledgment. Mazie grins and keeps walking. Grace and Roman enter the canteen, weaving through the bustling crowd of students. Grace and Roman sit at a corner table, away from the noise. Grace leans in, speaking in a hushed tone.
GRACE
"So… we’re really doing this? Going into the forest?"
ROMAN
"We have to. The only real story in this town is what’s happening out there. And we’ll find it."
Grace’s eyes light up with excitement—this is the most alive she’s felt in years. She suddenly notices PETER, JACKIE, IZZY, and NAV entering the canteen. Peter’s gaze locks on her immediately. Grace quickly looks away, uncomfortable.
EXT. SPELL-WOOD FOREST – EDGE – AFTER SCHOOL
Grace and Roman sneak through dense underbrush. The air feels heavy, unnaturally still. Grace’s heart races with nervous excitement.
GRACE (V.O.)
"I’ve never done anything like this before… but I have to know what’s really going on."
They emerge behind a massive, gnarled black tree. Beyond it, the attacked area stretches before them: scorched earth, shattered trees, and a cave entrance sealed off with heavy barriers. ARMED POLICE stand guard, their vehicles lined up nearby.
Grace crouches beside Roman, peering through the foliage.
ROMAN (whispering)
"This is worse than I imagined…"
They listen to two policemen talking nearby.
POLICEMAN 1 (O.S.)
"Agency’s keeping this under wraps. Whatever came out of that cave… it’s not gone."
POLICEMAN 2 (O.S.)
"Yeah, and if it shows up again, bullets won’t stop it."
Grace’s eyes widen. She tenses suddenly—she feels a hand on her shoulder. She gasps and spins around—PETER and JACKIE stand behind her.
ROMAN (low, sharp)
"What are you guys doing here?"
PETER (calm, almost smug)
"Same as you. Investigating."
GRACE
"But I thought you didn’t want to cover this story."
PETER
"I never said that. Just helping you get the story… and get out of here alive."
Grace turns away, ignoring him. Peter leans closer, voice cutting.
PETER
"Terryson, you know you can’t handle a story like this. Not with the new kid here."
Roman glances at Peter, eyes narrowing, but remains silent. He turns his attention back to the cave.
Soon the four teenagers hear a voice.
POLICEMAN (O.S.)
"Hey! You kids—"
The teens turn, startled. Suddenly, a massive explosion erupts deeper in the forest. Trees shatter, fire bursts into the sky.
An inhuman, guttural laugh echoes across the woods.
The MONSTER have returned—
Monster returns to the forest
The police officers at the perimeter exchange panicked looks, raising their standard-issue rifles.
POLICEMAN 1
"Open fire! Now!"
A chaotic burst of gunfire erupts. The bullets strike the creature's chest, sparking harmlessly off its obsidian-hard hide. The monster doesn't even flinch.
The creature lets out a guttural snarl and sweeps its massive arm in a blur of motion. A wave of violet energy bursts from its long spear, the officers are thrown back like rag dolls, instantly defeated.
Grace , Roman, Jackie, and Peter are standing near a large scanner. They freeze, witnessing the brutal efficiency of the attack.
JACKIE
"Holy hell... a...A..Monster? For real?"
Grace watches the terrifying display, a soundless scream trapped in her throat. Her eyes are wide with primal terror.
GRACE (A high-pitched, piercing scream)
Her scream, raw and uncontrolled, cuts through the sudden silence.
The monster's head, which was surveying the wreckage, snaps around, its burning gaze locking onto the four teenagers.
MONSTER
"Well… well. Look what we have here. Teenagers. It will be fun to destroy you all."
ROMAN (Yelling, frantic)
"Run! NOW!"
Jackie , Roman and Peter start to run but Grace froze, her eyes glaze over. A series of horrifying, rapid-fire images flash in her mind:
FLASHBACK - QUICK CUTS
[A BURNING BUILDING. The SHRIEKS of the people. A LITTLE BOY CRYING inside a room engulfed in orange flame. ALIENS ARMY burning the room. A BLURRY VISION of a tall figure in a WHITE SUIT. The sound is a high-pitched, echoing ringing.]
Grace gasps, tears instantly flooding her eyes, her body rigid. She is petrified.
PETER
"Grace! We have to run!"
Peter grabs her hand, his grip like steel, and yanks her forward. She stumbles but runs, Both following close behind Roman and Jackie.
They sprint deeper into the twisted dark woods.
They run until their lungs burn, the monster chasing the teens while continuously blasting the torrents of purple energies at the running teens. The shots narrowly miss, vaporizing thick, ancient trees with a thunderous CRACK.
While running, they reached to the barren ground and Unknowingly, Grace's foot lands on a small, central point in the earth as she crosses it.
An invisible barrier—an ancient SIGIL—shatters beneath the impact. Soon earthquake approaches when running teens crossed the sigil, the ground beneath their feet COLLAPSES. A wave of MYSTICAL PORTALS-rise from the ground grabs their ankles, and viciously drags them down.
Teens dragged through mystical portals
They fall hard, landing in a heap on the cold, damp stone floor of an underground cave.
INT. UNDERGROUND CAVE - CONTINUOUS
Roman is the first to cough, spitting out dust. He scrambles to his feet, instantly scanning the surroundings. Jackie groans, clutching her knee. Peter is already kneeling, checking on Grace, who is silent and curled in a ball.
PETER
"Grace! Are you okay?"
Grace doesn't respond, her breath coming in shallow, ragged gasps. The trauma of the monster and the flashback has left her unresponsive.
JACKIE (scanning the cave)
"Where are we? Is this some underground cave?"
ROMAN (Voice firm, trying to focus the group)
"Seems like it. No time for all that .We need to move. Now. I don't think the monster will be here. We just need to find a way out."
Suddenly army of white minions magically appear. They look like pale, humanoid figures cloaked in shredded white fabric, their faces blank.
Minions in the cave
JACKIE (scared)
"Spoke too soon, CHALICE."
The teens are surrounded. Grace is still not back to her senses properly.
Jackie backs up against a knotted root.
JACKIE
"This is it, isn't it? This is how it ends."
Roman takes a deep, ragged breath, his fear replaced by a furious determination.
ROMAN
"No. Not without a fight. I've had enough of running!"
Roman fighting the minions
Roman lets out a war cry and charges the nearest minion, swinging a heavy punch to the minion who got thrown back to the midair.
Jackie, shaking, manages to raise his fists in a defensive stance, narrowly dodging a blade swing. He creatively dodges most of them and they collide and fall.
Jackie fighting the White Minions
JACKIE (relieved)
"Phew...Dummies......dummies!"
Peter protecting Grace against the White Minions
Grace is still in a state of shock, her breathing shallow, tears streaming down her cheeks. Peter is positioned in front of her, desperately trying to keep the minions attacking them at bay, using his own body as a shield.
PETER (Struggling)
"Damn it, Grace, snap out of it! I can't protect you if you don't even try to live! Fight! Get back to senses, now!"
Peter launches a strong kick at the minion, momentarily knocking it off balance. He doesn't look away from the threat, but his voice is harsh with panic.
PETER (CONT'D)
"GRACE...Snap out of it...We need you here, Grace! Look at me!"
Grace's eyes, wide with terror, finally register Peter's face. The ringing in her ears fades, replaced by the immediate, brutal reality of the fight.
The white minions are increasing in numbers cornering the teens.
JACKIE ( frightened )
"OH...DUDES! Any last words?"
ROMAN ( fueled up )
"Guys.. Don't surrender. Strike them together. As a team. We can do this. "
The boys gathering their raged courage ready to raise their fists. Grace picks nearby stone for her weapon, all four teenagers about to strike but suddenly the bright white energy dusts appear from nowhere and hits the minions who get instantly vaporized, then the shockwave slams into the teens and a bright opening opens infront of them.
THE UNDERGROUND COLONY
Dazed, they look up. The only evidence of their entry is a shrinking, shimmering tear in the ceiling high above them—the broken sigil now acting as a strange, flickering skylight.
They are in a small, damp UNDERGROUND COLONY. Small structures made of carved roots and luminous crystals line a cavern wall. The air is thick with the scent of ozone and mildew
Underground Spell-Colony
A dozen creatures—small, goblin-like figures with crystalline horns and dull, tattered clothing—are clapping and cheering at the walking humans. They are clearly poor and exhausted, but hope shines in their eyes. A wizened old creature, the ELDER (ancient, with moss growing on his crystalline horns), steps forward, trembling. He drops to his knees, followed instantly by the others.
The Colony Beings bowing before the Teens
ELDER (excitedly announced)
"The Spell-Force Magicians! They are here! To end the dark magic!"
Teens are confused and looked at each other. JACKIE
"Whoa, hold on! We’re not..."
ELDER (Ignoring him, voice filled with desperate hope)
"You have come to end the Dark Magic! To defeat the Dark Lord and send his troops to the NULL-REALM! For too long have we suffered under the blight, O mighty ones!"
Jackie and Roman exchange bewildered looks. Grace is still clutching Peter's hand, staring wide-eyed at the strange creatures. All of a sudden, a simple, arched mystical DOOR covered with spell sigils appears between the pool. The Elder shoves the teenagers toward the door.
ELDER
"Through the door! NOW!"
Peter, without hesitation, shoves Grace through first, followed by Roman and Jackie.
INT. MYSTERIOUS LIBRARY – NIGHT
The teens reached on a polished marble floor. Around them stretches an impossibly vast library filled with ancient tomes, glowing artifacts, and floating candles. The air hums with arcane energy. The library is breathtaking—towering bookshelves spiral into infinity, glowing runes drift.
The teenagers stand awestruck. In the center of the room stands a CLOAKED FIGURE, still and silent.
Mystic Library
MYSTERIOUS FIGURE (echoing)
"So… you all arrived. The Mystic Library has been waiting for you… for centuries. Spell-Warriors."
The teens freeze, fear and confusion mixing on their faces. Hesitantly, they approach the mysterious figure.
JACKIE PARK
"We’re… sorry. You must be mistaken. We’re not warriors—we’re just normal teenagers trying to save ourselves."
MYSTERIOUS FIGURE
"Is that so? Then how did you enter in our colony? How did you find the entry spell sigil sealed on the ground of the dark forest? How did you manage to defeat the minions that I created "
Teenagers look at each other.
JACKIE (confused)
" You sent those creeps? You attacked us?"
MYSTERIOUS FIGURE
"It was not an attack but illusion spell- a test that you all managed to pass to follow your destiny."
ROMAN (questioning)
"A test?"
MYSTERIOUS FIGURE (CONT'D)
"Only the pure source of power can enter this underground spell colony or someone inside the colony invites you to enter the underground spell colony. And believe me- You all are not invited purposely but by your own destiny. You are all destined to be sorcerers—powerful ones—capable of preserving the good magic of this world."
JACKIE (laughs nervously)
"Magic?"
GRACE TERRYSON (softly)
"But… who are you?"
MYSTERIOUS FIGURE
"I am the .."
The figure slowly reveals herself to the teenagers by removing her cloak slowly.
MYSTERIOUS FIGURE
"..The Witch."
The Witch
Mysterious figure is shown to be a gleaming luminous female creatures with pearl-like eyes.
MYSTERIOUS FIGURE/THE WITCH
"One of the three ultimate magical beings."
The teens instinctively take a step back. She raises a calming hand.
THE WITCH
"Do not be afraid. I am not like the Necromancer that is terrorizing the human surface."
ROMAN CHALICE
"Necromancer?"
THE WITCH
"Yes. Necromancers— once the dark magical followers of the Dark Lord- who have been reanimated using dark sorcery after the great battle."
She conjures a glowing orb in her palm and hurls it toward a floating mirror. The mirror shimmers, revealing an ancient battlefield—sorcerers and beasts clashing in a cataclysmic war.
THE WITCH (CONT’D)
"One thousand years ago, the Dark Lord sought to rule over all realms. He betrayed us—his own kin—and waged war. They breached the human world, but a great ally-my noble friend—one of the Three magical beings—sacrificed himself to banish them. I sealed the Spell-Realm, and my dying friend entrusted me with the magical wands to protect Earth from the darkness that would one day return."
PETER WALLACE
"What kinda danger?"
THE WITCH
"The seal has been cracked recently and Necromancers have started to escape out of the Spell-Realm trying to destroy the human realm. Only the Spell-Warriors—worthy wielders of the ancient magical wands—can stop them.
JACKIE PARK
"Can't you stop them by your own magic? I mean Yo... yourself said that you sealed them all once so.."
Jackie gets interrupted.
THE WITCH (gravely)
" The thing is my powers lie in the spell-realm and I have been living in the human realm for 1000 years and my powers are getting weak everyday. It was foretold that humans would rise to help and unite with us to end this evil. And now… the time has come."
She lifts her arms. Five wands—red, blue, yellow, purple, and white—appear, spinning in golden flames.
Five Wands—Red, Blue, Yellow, Purple, and White
THE WITCH (CONT’D)
"These are the Spell Wands."
The white wand hovers to JACKIE.
THE WITCH (CONT’D)
" The element of Light would help you to eliminate the dark with the powers of the unicorn."
The purple wand moves to PETER.
THE WITCH (CONT’D)
"The flight of the dragon and the element of Sonic would help you to rise to a greater height ."
The Witch looks at Grace and the blue wand floats gently to GRACE.
THE WITCH (CONT’D)
"Calm but strong. Shy but brave. The beauty of the mermaid and the element of water shall be yours."
The red wand ignites in flames and flies to ROMAN. Remaining yellow wand hovering in mid-air.
THE WITCH (CONT’D)
"The leader of all. The king of the phoenix. You shall gain the element of the fire. Together you all are Power Rangers Spell Force."
The Teenagers get the Spell Wands
Teenagers are amazed when they hold their wands in their hands. Peter looks less excited and keeps his wand in the wooden ancient table near him.
JACKIE
"I am sorry but I cannot do this. This is not me. I am not a Warrior. This is a mistake."
ROMAN (Calming Jackie)
"Jackie... Just Chill.. Let her finish. I know it's all hard to take at once but let's try to calmly listen and understand what's actually going on."
Peter nods in his serious manner showing his support for Roman.
PETER
"It sounds weird but we all witness what we saw and cannot neglect our experience. We should listen what she has to say."
THE WITCH
"Wands choose their wielders—they do not make mistakes. The wands chose you based on your qualities and strengths. Each wand searches separate specialities of their wielders and together form a powerful team of the SPELL-FORCE ! These wands have been waiting for you for centuries . Do not run from your destiny, children."
The teenagers stand silently, the weight of destiny pressing down on them. GRACE clutches the blue wand to her chest, trembling. Tears well in her eyes.
GRACE TERRYSON (voice breaking)
"I… I can’t. I can’t do this."
THE WITCH
"You can. The wand chose you—"
GRACE (screaming in a loud tone)
"You don’t understand"
(cutting her off, shaking her head)
"No! You don’t understand—I’m not strong. I can’t protect anyone! I can't do anything. I’m… weak."
She drops the blue wand onto the floor. It clatters loudly against the marble. The others look at her, stunned.
GRACE (CONT’D) (whispering)
"I’m sorry. Really Sorry."
Grace shaking steps in the side.
ROMAN exhales sharply, frustrated.
ROMAN CHALICE
"Maybe she’s right. Maybe we’re not cut out for this either."
PETER doesn’t say a word—he simply backs away from the table where his wand rests, his face pale and conflicted.
Suddenly, a low rumble shakes the room. A terrified creature comes running and screaming in the outfit of a pink, heart-shaped chest and hip armor over a form-fitting suit. Its sleeves are puffy with white polka dots, echoing the markings on its skin holding a glowing staff or wand topped with a large, bright, yellow and white flower.
TERRIFIED CREATURE (panicking)
"MADAME WITCH! MADAME WITCH! MADAME WITCH! MADAME WITCH! MADAME WITCH! "
WITCH (concerned)
"What's wrong, Flora?"
Flora panics to warn The Witch
FLORA
"Necromacer - It's here. Attacking our colony."
The Witch shocked, her eyes narrowing as she rushes toward the floating mystical crystal ball. The teens follow her after clumsy Flora. The crystal ball’s surface ripples violently, then reveals a horrifying sight.[—The NECROMANCER from the forest, SQUEEZES through the broken sigil, its laugh echoing deafeningly in the cavern. PANIC erupts in the colony. The small creatures scatter, screaming. THE Necromancer rampaging through the colony, hurling dark magic, people screaming.]
THE WITCH (shocked)
"The Necromancer…IMPOSSIBLE! They are not permitted inside our colony. Betrayal. Someone from the colony invite this flithy Necromancer inside. "
ROMAN ( enraged glancing at the crystal ball with The Witch , Flora and his friends)
"It will soon destroys the entire spell-colony at this rate."
THE WITCH (gravely)
"Now It's upto you whether you want to fight for these poor beings or let them perish ."
The room grows cold. The teens stare at the image, terror gripping them. The Witch turns back to them, her voice low but firm.
The teens look at each other sensing the danger that the colony is facing. Struggling with their inner-self.
THE UNDERGROUND SPELL COLONY
The MONSTER whirls around, eyes narrowing. ROMAN, PETER, and JACKIE stand boldly at the end of the street, wands drawn.
MONSTER (snarling)
"The SpellForce Wands?. Those powers are not for the weak mortals. Hand over those magic wands to me or else I’ll finish you off—no chances to run away."
ROMAN CHALICE (raising his wand)
"NO CHANCE."
He glances at his teammates.
ROMAN (CONT’D)
"Ready, guys?"
PETER & JACKIE (in unison)
"Ready!"
Peter, Roman and Jackie first morph
They lift their wands. The air crackles with energy, the surrounding debris vibrating. The MONSTER steps back, uneasy, a flicker of uncertainty crossing its face, as the wands ignite in vibrant colors—RED, PURPLE, and WHITE. Streams of light swirl around them, and in a blinding flash, they transform into the RED, PURPLE, and WHITE RANGERS.
Spell Rangers morph for the first time
Everyone is fascinated when morphed. The injured colony citizens cheered.
ELDER
"The saviors arised."
MONSTER
"POWER RANGERS!...But still no match for me."
"We will see that."
The MONSTER, enraged, unleashes a massive dark energy blast, a swirling vortex of shadow, straight at the Rangers.
RED RANGER (determined, eyes focused on the incoming attack)
"Take cover! Follow my lead!"
First Fight of Red, Purple and White Rangers
Red Ranger steps forward, spins his wand in a fiery arc, and SLAMS it into the ground.
RED RANGER
"Phoenix Inferno!"
A towering wave of CRIMSON FLAME erupts from beneath the MONSTER, engulfing it. The creature shrieks as fire spirals upward, launching it into the air.
The White Ranger, now Jackie, sees his opening. His movements are sharp and precise.
WHITE RANGER (raising his wand)
"My turn! Lightning Surge!"
White Ranger Lightning Surge Attack
Bolts of blinding WHITE LIGHT crackle from his wand, , crisscrossing and lashing out like a furious storm. They strike the airborne MONSTER in rapid succession, a barrage of thunderbolts. Sparks burst across its chitinous body, leaving it convulsing mid-air, smoke rising from its wounds.
The Purple Ranger, Peter, charges his wand, a low, resonant hum building in his core.
PURPLE RANGER (charging his wand)
"Let’s shake this thing apart. Sonic Detonation!"
Purple Ranger Sonic Detonation Attack
He unleashes a DEAFENING SONIC WAVE, a visible purple ripple of force. The energy pulses through the ground, hammering into the MONSTER with brutal force. The creature SCREAMS as the combined assault slams it into the ground, creating a deep, jagged crater and sending dust clouds billowing.
INT. MYSTERIOUS LIBRARY
Flora, The Witch and Grace witnessing the first battle through crystal ball in the Mystic Library
Meanwhile, Grace with the Witch and Flora witnessing the action from the crystal ball. Grace is utterly mesmerized, her heart pounding not just with fear, but with a rush of awe. Flora whining and panicking.
GRACE (thinking in her mind, her eyes wide)
"Roman… Jackie… Peter… They’re so… brave. I don't know how they can just stand there and fight that thing. I would have run away the second it showed up."
The Witch, her face serene, gently places a hand on Grace’s shoulder.
THE WITCH
"Brave is not the absence of fear, child. Look closely."
Grace surprised to learn that the Witch is answering telepathically.
THE WITCH (CONT'D)
"Do you see the slight tremor in the White Ranger's stance before she cast her spell? The tightness in the Red Ranger's jaw? They feel fear, Grace. That is natural."
GRACE (hesitantly)
"Then what makes them strong?"
THE WITCH
"Their willingness to act despite it. They draw upon their conviction. Magic does not answer to the strength of your muscles, or even the volume of your voice. Magic answers the soul. It responds to your will, your deepest truth. Do not mistake hesitation for weakness. Your fear is a shadow, but it casts light on what you must protect. When you draw your wand, you are not fighting your fear; you are choosing what is more important than it."
Grace stares at the image of the Rangers, a new understanding dawning in her eyes
THE UNDERGROUND SPELL COLONY
The rangers raise their wands in celebration— the monster in the weak and injured state collapses the cracked ground .
Monster weakened after the fight
MONSTER (O.S.) (weak but venomous)
"This…isn’t…over…"
The MONSTER staggers to its feet, barely holding itself together, and glares at them.
MONSTER
"You’ve only delayed your world’s destruction. Next time… you DIE!"
It lets out a final, chilling laugh before dissolving into a cloud of black smoke and vanishing into the night sky.
The Rangers lower their wands, the thrill of victory fading into silence.
INT. MYSTIC LIBRARY – LATER
The portal deposits the Rangers inside. They remove their helmets, their expressions heavy. The WITCH, standing in the center, eyes them warmly. Grace shyly behind the witch ashamed for her actions remain quiet while Flora calming her down.
THE WITCH (smiling gently)
"You returned… and the colony still stands. I am proud of you."
FLORA
"Thank you rangers."
The Rangers exchange uneasy looks. ROMAN steps forward, voice low.
The Witch noticing the uneasiness.
THE WITCH (concerned)
"What is the matter, Rangers?"
ROMAN CHALICE
"We didn’t destroy it. We let it escape… We failed you."
THE WITCH (shaking her head)
"That is untrue. Necromancers are already dead."
Rangers stare at her.
THE WITCH (CONT'D)
"Around 1000 years."
JACKIE PARK
" So how did one of the necromancer manage to survive?
PETER WALLACE (grim)
"So we can’t kill them."
THE WITCH (nodding solemnly)
"Not in the way you know. They must be banished—cast into the Null-Realm, a prison beyond death itself. Only then can their threat be ended."
The Rangers look at one another, the weight of their mission settling in. ROMAN clenches his fists, resolve returning.
ROMAN CHALICE
"Then we learn. We get stronger. And we send every last one of them to the Null-Realm."
The WITCH smiles faintly at his determination. The Witch then turns to Grace who avoids the eye contact instantly due to embarrassment. The Witch looks back to the trio of the new rangers.
THE WITCH
"Good. Because this was only the beginning…"
She waves her hand, and the floating MIRROR above them shifts—revealing dozens of dark shapes emerging from the cracked seal of the Spell-Realm.
SPELL REALM
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Spell-Realm
At the forefront stands a tall, sinister figure—AMMARR THE VAMPIRE. His crimson eyes glow like blood under moonlight, fangs bared in a menacing smile. Beside him, the eerie SIREN sings a haunting melody, holding a dark statue in her pale hands.
AMMARR THE VAMPIRE (cold, commanding)
"You failed him."
The Monster lowers its head in fear.
AMMARR THE VAMPIRE (raising his clawed hand, his fangs glinting)
"No matter. Your suffering will serve as a warning."
He snaps his fingers, and a wave of dark energy consumes the Monster, transforming its essence into a black crystal that floats into his palm. He turns to Siren, his voice like silk and venom.
SIREN
"The humans think they’ve won. Soon… they will beg for mercy."
AMMARR THE VAMPIRE (grinning)
"Long live the Dark Lord."
Ammarr smiles wickedly, his fangs catching the crimson light as thunder echoes across the Spell-Realm.
Inside the Spell Realm, Ammarr the Vampire is disappointed at the monster.
AMMARR THE VAMPIRE
"That was very depressing, Mordekolon. After eons of waiting, the seal has been cracked, the true darkness is ready to be awake once more and since only resurrected Necromancers can travel to human realm, you have been blessed to be the first to set your dark foot out of the spell realm but still came with nothing but injuries. You have failed to initiate The Dark Lord's thirst for dominion."
MORDEKOLON
"Ammarr the Vampire, hear me, for it is not by my hand that this failure has come to pass. I stood ready, prepared to execute the will of our Dark Lord with utmost devotion. I tried to gain the location of the wands however, those wands have chosen new masters who dared to stop the dark desires of The Dark Lord."
AMMARR THE VAMPIRE (Shocked)
"Inconceivable! Those wands only belong to serve the Dark Lord."
SIREN (Thoughtfully)
"Perchance. The witch has unearthed unwitting humans to fulfill her bidding and wield those wands in her stead this time."
AMMARR THE VAMPIRE(Tensed)
"Six new sorcerers. Six new vexations and obstacles strewn along the path of the Dark Lord's conquest."
MORDEKOLON (Correcting)
"Forgive me, esteemed Ammarr the Vampire, but I must correct you. There were only three wielders, not six, as you presumed. The wielders harnessed the power of the Fire Wand, Light Wand, and Sonic Wand to challenge our dominion."
SIREN (Smirked)
"It appears the witch still have not found the wielders for—the Water Wand, Air Wand and Earth Wand. Perhaps old age and weakness have taken their toll on her, as she lingers in the mortal realm."
AMMARR THE VAMPIRE (Commanding)
" That should not concern us, Siren. Mordekolon, beseech the Dark Lord for additional dark powers and rise anew. This time, Attack the human realm. The wands wielders will definitely come to protect it. Use the opportunity to gain the powers of the wands. And I will contact our ally inside the spell colony to retrieve the remaining three wands."
SIREN
"Who? That flithy shapeshifter?"
AMMARR THE VAMPIRE (With arrogant smile)
"That shapeshifter had been our spy since the seal locked the Spell Realm- won over the trust of the stupid Witch. Don't forget it was him whose dark magic managed to crack the seal after the Witch's diminishing magic. The same being who invited Mordekolon inside the spell colony.
AMMARR THE VAMPIRE (CONT'D, commanding )
"Mordekolon ! GO! Prepare for your next attack!"
Mordekolon sets up his evil laugh shattering the dark spell realm.
THE MYSTIC LIBRARY
Meanwhile, in the Mystic Library, Grace is silent avoiding everyone. Jackie looks scared. Peter is as serious as ever while Roman seems as serious as Peter this time. The three of them are staring at each other when The Witch starts to narrate to them about the NULL-REALM while Grace listens without any choice, the realm that is not real like the mortal realm or the spell realm and exists beyond time, which has been created by the most powerful and pure spells.
JACKIE (Bluntly)
"So how do you expect us to defeat the evils if we cannot destroy them? We are new to this. We surely could not access the NULL-REALM. It probably requires tons of knowledge and practice in sorcery for that and we do not have such knowledge or time."
THE WITCH
"It is not easy, I agree, Jackie, but it is not impossible for you to summon the portals for the NULL-REALM. Do not forget, the mighty wands chose you all for a greater purpose. You just need to have faith in the existence of true magic. True magic that is far from the dark magic of The Dark Lord. True magic that is for the betterment of others. True magic that lies within the courage, sacrifices, and motives of the good."
But the rangers are not satisfied with the reply given by The Witch. They still look worried about the whole NULL-REALM thing.
Witch mutters a spell.
THE WITCH
"For now it's better for all of to return back to the city and do not speak of it to anyone."
(Looking at Grace)
"And Grace. I respect your decision but remember true magic comes from within not from the strength."
Grace looks with bewilderment.
With that. The Witch casts a magic spell silently and the four teens magically teleported to their beds where they feel something in their hands. The wands. Even Grace has the blue wand and glancing the wand, she again remembers the disturbing flashbacks and drops it.
Worried Grace with blue wand at late night
Going to sleep, trying to forget the whole day as a nightmare but she knows deeply that it is real.
THE END
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