I don't know what to say about this one. I think I combined my love of genetics and heredity with writing and Power Rangers. It leads for a rather interesting final product, and I guess this is proof that I think way too much.

It seems to me that the whole evil family thing is something that has to do with the Watanabe pedigree, in which I pieced together for another story that might never be finished and published. Kiya and Kannoi's parents passed this trait onto them, noting that the parents were heterozygous for this trait (Ee; evil is recessive in this theory). Kiya was the one who was homozygous recessive (ee) and expressed it, while Kannoi was the heterozygous child.

Now, after knowing this, I believe that Miko was homozygous recessive as well, but didn't get the chance to express her genotype, or had it trained or bound magically out of her system. However, as Kannoi and Miko had Cam, his genotype turned out to be homozygous recessive and not yet expressed, or he had a low tolerance passed on to him from his mother.

How you can have a gene for evil, I have no idea.

Now, even though this is irrelevant to this story, If Cam had a child with a 'normal' person, meaning that they weren't from a ninja family or any other bloodline that contains inherited powers, the child would be homozygous recessive and express it in the mid to late twenties. If Cam had a child with someone from an elaborate pedigree like himself, there is a chance that it would be heterozygous… Like I said earlier, I think too much about things that don't matter.

This story starts directly when the genes are becoming phenotypic, or expressed. I think this story is set somewhere after The Samurai's Journey episodes… but Guinea Pig Sensei would be kind of hard to write in this story, so, to make things easier for myself and make this more comprehensible, Sensei is in his normal state.

Will be continued based off of the feedback I gain.

Standard Disclaimer.

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Cameron found his fingers flying across the unmarked keyboard faster than usual. He didn't necessarily take an urgent notice of the new action, but he continued to work on the task at hand. The development of the new weapon was crucial to the future successes of the other Rangers, but he couldn't help but to think that he should be creating new weapons for himself.

The Samurai stopped his typing and looked down at his callused hands. Something about his fingerprints fascinated him, and he soon broke their spell and looked back towards the screen. His limbs became slightly foreign, and he moved his hands to his amulet, wanting to feel the familiar cold of the comforting metal. His stomach gave a small lurch, and he knew something was changing him. He tried to occupy himself with reading the ones and zeroes in his coding, but yet he felt himself slip away as he mouthed out the numerary language.

A hand on his shoulder brought him back to solid reality, and he tensed. The Samurai quickly spun around, and confronted a slightly startled ninja. The blonde's hand had moved away in the sudden movement, and Cam found his eyes lingering on where it currently resided.

"What's wrong with you now?" he heard the young ninja say, and his gaze moved up to the Thunder's eyes, "Is the caffeine making you jittery again?" Cam's eyebrows furrowed as he moved out of the chair and onto his feet. He started to retort at Hunter's comment, but his legs seemed to fail him, and he fell. The ninja quickly came to his aid, and the familiar hands were holding his back and his forearm.

The ninja continued to hold on, and Cam finally found his footing and supported his own weight. He pulled away from the younger man's embrace and walked away, muttering a small thanks as he made his way outside. The Samurai felt Hunter follow him, and as he continued to make his way deeper into the Academy grounds, he turned around and confronted the younger man.

"What do you want now?" the older man hissed out. He saw the Thunder move closer until their bodies almost touched. "You should be resting or something," - the ninja had said, his hands moving out to catch the Samurai in an embrace - "I don't like what just happened."

Cam's eyes widened behind his black frames. "Are you saying that-" The blonde had cut him off by placing a finger on his opened lips. "Yes, I did see everything. I wanted to see if you wanted to spar with me, but it looked like something was wrong. I touched you when it looked like it was getting really bad." Cam felt some unnatural anger swell in his body, as he forcefully removed himself from the blonde's grip. He deftly made a roundhouse kick - aimed for the taller man's side, but it was blocked with staggering strength - and caused the Thunder to lose balance and tumble to the side.

The Samurai was fighting within himself. Normally he would be annoyed and feel touched that the blonde had cared, but yet something was different, something raged on inside of him as if that trance could pinpoint the weird things that were happening to him. The Thunder showed his surprise and uncertainty on his face as the technician withdrew and landed a strong elbow into the blonde.

Hunter quickly doubled over, but he jumped back and narrowly missed the other elbow aimed for his forehead. Cam cursed his predictability and kicked out, cursing aloud as the Thunder caught his foot. The blonde said something, but yet it was irrelevant; the younger man had wanted to spar, and why not give him what he wanted?

The Samurai released his foot while maintaining perfect balance and kicked out once again, releasing a torment of blows that the ninja could only block scarcely with his palm. On his last kick, the ninja blocked with a force that caused him to fall backwards. As soon as he hit the ground, the Samurai disappeared into the dark dirt, thanking his knowledge of the Earth Ninja's technique.

'What's wrong with you, Cam?' a voice desperately said within his mind. 'Isn't this what you wanted?' - the Samurai found himself responding without any true thought - 'Didn't you want to train, to fight?' The blonde had started to reply, but Cam ejected him from his mind and made himself present once again above the soil.

The ninja had cunningly set some sort of trap for him, and something reminiscent of ropes - bearing the darkest shade of red possible - raced through the fallen leaves and sliced at his uniform and skin as it wrapped around his form. They held some sort of life as they vibrated against his flesh; it seemed like they were leeching off of his electric aura. When he tried to move, he found that they absorbed faster, and caused him to become slightly drowsy.

Cam saw the blonde appear in front of him, and he tensed as a gentle hand stroked his face. The electric ropes continued to hold him steadfast, if not stronger. He continued to struggle despite the losing battle, and as the blonde wrapped his arms around his frame, the draining took on a soothing effect, causing him to faint within the Thunder's embrace.

"It's as I suspected." Hunter looked around, and soon Sensei Watanabe appeared from behind a tree. The blonde broke away from the limp Samurai and bowed respectfully as he spoke, "… What do you mean?" The teacher walked to the side of the Thunder, inspecting his son on a closer level. "Cam's Samurai Powers… the Amulet and everything that came with it is destroying him from the inside." Hunter tried to speak, but the older man continued, as if knowing his question.

"Cam's blood was tainted from his mother and I. Right before Lothor left the Wind Academy, he managed to curse my firstborn into becoming just like him. What sacrifice he made in return, I am unsure, but it seems like it is coming true."

"Is there some way to prevent it from taking over him?" Sensei frowned and shook his head as he broke the ropes tangled around his son. "If there is, I don't know about it, and I'd usually have him look up…" The ninja master took his son into his arms and turned back to the Thunder. "… I'll have Tori look into it. In the mean time, inform the other Rangers and return to Ninja Ops after that task is finished."

Hunter bowed again, and the older man streaked off for the hidden operation. The blonde ran towards his motorcycle, knowing where exactly to find the other three Rangers.

If Cam were completely taken over by darkness, would the Samurai still notice him as he did before? He disregarded his thoughts and locked them away within himself. If he was going to do his assignment properly, he couldn't let any personal emotions get in the way.

But the thing that scared him the most was… would he personally chose evil again just to remain next to the Samurai?

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Hunter continued to think more about what Sensei said as he rode down the mountain path at a reckless speed. If it was true that the Watanabe's had some weird evil gene in their bloodline, wouldn't that mean that his parents were ninjas? He could remember when Sensei Omino first told him and Blake about their natural talents, and this was what made them into Rangers.

Did this imply that he and Blake had a connection with some elaborate line?

If anything, he could remember the anger he felt as Lothor told him that Sensei Watanabe killed his foster parents. Was this what the ninja master meant by 'destroying him from the inside'? Was this anger the destructive force that caused his own recessive gene to become dominant, if he was indeed mixed for this trait?

The blonde stopped his bike at a red light, and rubbed his forehead. If Tori knew as much as Cam did about genetics, maybe she could identify his own pedigree… He continued on as the light turned green, and he found himself a spot to park in the Storm Chargers' parking lot.

'Dustin… Blake, you two in there?'

The voices of Yellow and Navy rang clear in his mind as they replied. 'Is Shane in there with you two?' This time, only Yellow responded, 'I think he's at the skate park with his brother…'

'Is something wrong?' Navy voiced out, apparently busy within the store.

'Sensei Watanabe needs you guys back at Ninja Ops as soon as possible. It seems like Cam is going through something… and all of us are needed.'

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Tori sat to the low wooden tale within the 'lobby' of Ninja Ops, splitting her time into studying for an upcoming economics test and looking up information on Ninja History. The entrance of Sensei caught her off guard as she saw Cam unconscious in his hold. She scrambled up to her feet and bowed quickly as he came closer.

"Sensei… what's wrong with him?" she asked as she cleared off the table quickly and the ninja master to lie his son down. "Did Cam ever teach you how to use the Super Computer?" Tori looked up at her teacher after putting her scrolls and textbooks into her bag. "… I know a few things about data accessing and surveillance, but he never had the time to teach me everything…"

"Do you think you can look up anything on gene repression in either a scientific field or a shamanistic one?" The kunoichi nodded and moved to the computer, sitting down and immediately pulled open one of the Super Computer's vast libraries of information. Sensei looked on as he sat to the table, keen on any movement that the Samurai made.

After a few minutes of searching and many new windows, the kunoichi voiced her findings to her teacher, "There's nothing so far on scientific gene repression… I don't think any normal technology is up to date to do things such as that. But there are a few files that seem to lead onto a scroll that certain people can call onto to do what you're talking about." She typed quickly, and a diagram of an ancient scroll appeared on the screen. "It seems like the archives have a few quotes from it… but it says that the actual scroll is…"

The Dolphin was shocked at what the screen displayed. She refreshed the screen repeatedly, but it continued to display the same information. She turned around in the chair, her face grave, and concluded her sentence. "… Lothor is in possession of the scroll."