This story is the final piece in my "Personality Shift" series. It is important that you read all of the preceding works before tackling this. The proper reading order can be found on my profile.

The air was silent, so thick with energy that it caused each hair of Tommy Oliver's body to stand up.

"We don't have much time before the guards start to regroup," the Red Sentrie said. "Thankfully I still have the keys to the garage."

Before Tommy could even begin to question things further the man began to rush down the hall.

So he followed.

"So what happened to us?" Kira asked. "What was that light?"

Tommy felt a chill down his back. Whatever had happened, it was far too familiar for his own comfort…

The eleven of them made their way through the ghost-like halls. Moving as silently as their current situation allowed.

Tommy looked nervously towards Maria, her broken, bloody form and he hoped they would find a way out of this mess.

The steel doors to the garage opened up and Kimberly almost died of laughter.

Sitting on a landing pad was a helicopter designed after a pterodactyl.

"Zedd was trying to find a way to reverse engineer weapons from the salvaged Zords," The Red Sentrie explained.

Suddenly Tommy felt a rush of lightheadedness. The brash and powerfully potent memories of the ancient Eltarian sage burned through his mind.

"Skull?"

The red soldier froze. "It's been ages since somebody called me that."

Tommy couldn't help but hug him.

"This is romantic and all that," Scorpina said, "But we should probably head out of here."

Everyone grew silent as they headed inside of the vehicle and the Black Sentrie moved to the controls. "Good thing they gave me training on how to fly one of these things." The man took off his helmet to reveal a square jaw and a mane of thick brown hair.

Richie… Tommy thought to himself.

The Yellow Sentrie stood silently. Watching the operation with a calm gaze.

The helicopter took off and was gently flown out of the giant open doors and into the wide world. Below them rested Mesogog's island fortress, now supporting large beams that held the transported building in place above it.

Above them sat the big blue sky, now plagued with large red cracks...