The Queen of the Crown has smashed all the disclaimers saying that I don't own any Galaxy Rangers characters. Just another mad little rambling fic from my mad mind.

So Much For Hope

"Kilbane blew up how many starships?"

That fool of a Crown Officer is sputtering. I can't tell if he said four or forty. No matter. I'll just recycle him anyway.

I hate Earth so much. Who would have thought that a planet that couldn't even come up with their own hyper drive system would cause me so much trouble!

And to think I had such high hopes when I first heard about that damned planet.

I remember the first time I obtained a slaver lord from a human. Even then I knew the strength and power it held. These humans have immense will and enough life force to sustain my empire for generations.

Unfortunately it was the only time I was able to get a psycho crystal from a human.

Two years. Two years since I first heard about Earth and I still can't get more than one human for my psycho crypt! I've eradicated entire solar systems in less time!

Since those Galaxy Rangers showed up I've lost star systems, countless troops and weapons, an entire armada…And I've been made a fool of more times than I care to think about!

Not to mention my supply of Slaver Lords has dwindled drastically.

On top of it all the hope they create is infectious and has spread throughout my empire. I'm actually losing worlds that think they can defeat me because of them!

Not to mention somehow they allied themselves with the Traash, one of my most dangerous enemies. How the hell did those Rangers befriend those giant cockroaches! Anyone else would have been eaten alive but them? Nooooooooo!

This Earth is definitely not an ordinary planet.

And it's not just the Galaxy Rangers that drive me crazy. No there's this fool called Lazarus Slade that has joined my side. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy a good traitor who will turn against his own people for his own personal gain. But if there is ever a chance to return him to that mud ball of a planet I will gladly take it.

Not only is he insane he's convinced that he is going to marry me. Do you have any idea what it's like being woken up every night at two in the morning by a nutcase singing 'Do you think I'm Sexy?'

I swear if I wasn't so short handed on generals who can do more than tie their shoelaces I would have shot him long ago! Forget the psychocrypt! If that slaver lord will be anything like that loser I'm better off without it!

And now to my latest headache. That damned Supertrooper Gooseman was bad enough but I never dreamed how much trouble his other 'relatives' would be. Kilbane worked well enough at first but then he became too unstable even for my tastes. And on top of it all it seems that Supertroopers can't be made into slaver lords for some reason.

Now Kilbane is running around Tortuna wrecking everything ever chance he gets. When he's not whining about Gooseman.

I really am starting to hate Earth now. Look at all the lunatics it has spawned!

My last hope has turned into my worst nightmare.

At this rate the Crown Empire will fall within five years.

Unless I do something drastic.

I hold Eliza Foxx's psychocrystal in my hand. It gives me comfort. As long as I have this, I know I have a hold on the Galaxy Rangers. That I can find a way to destroy them.

Hope isn't just for fools after all.