A/n: Welcome all to the Sequel of Second Future, Destroyed. If you haven't read it, I suggest you do. Otherwise you might be a bit confused.
Like the previous story, this is going to have two preludes. So, for our first prelude, We're going back, or forward, in time to a couple days after Syrea left for the past.
WARNING! This is a really important, yet confusing, bit.
Due to the resounding complexity of time travel, and all the stuff Theoretical Astrophysicists are arguing about. I'm saying right now, that I HAVE NO CLUE WHAT I'M DOING WHEN IT COMES TO TIME TREAVEL AND ITS CONSEQUENCES.
For the sake of the story, and many people's minds, lets say that time paradoxes do not happen. That a person (Syrea, and others that have yet to be revealed) can go back in time, and interact with their younger selves and have no consequences.
In other words, The people from Syrea's time come from a future alternate reality. Watch the Stargate SG-1 episode in which ten alternate SG-1 teams comes to our reality. It explains this so much better than I ever could.
Now, one last thing. Fenrir and Shisa are actual mythological figures. Fenrir is the wolf that is said to eat the sun at Ragnarök in Norse Mythology. And Shisa is a small Chinese dog figurine that protects against evil. Go to Wkipeidia for more info. The two characters have nothing in common with their namesakes, except their name of course.
Enough Authors notes. On to the story!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the people not copyrighted. Aka, the OC's. You can borrow them, just tell me and please don't claim them as your own.
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Prelude One
Takes place a few days after Syrea leaves her time line.
Empress Isinia walked into one of the many rooms in the leader ship of the Troobian empires ship. In all reality, it looked exactly like the previous one, much to her disgust. But she had to admit, it worked better than the ones of the late SPD.
Even if it looked horrible and had an annoying lay out design. At least that giant brain was no longer here, commanding her people. Ugh, that thing had been annoying.
"What do I owe the displeasure of your visit, Empress?"
She looked up to the technology wiz. He was new, being only five at the down fall of the original empire. He was feline, as many technology experts were, and had a snappy, laid back attitude that irritated her to no end.
She set down a familiar looking device on the table before him. "Figure out what this is, and how to work it." she said, a slight growl in her voice. "NOW!"
He watched, amused, as the Syrian marched out of the room. "Shisa, your moms a bitch." He said to a figure that was hiding behind a machine in the room.
The figure stepped out of the shadows, revealing a young Syrian woman with dark blue scales. She smiled and laughed. "Isn't she though?" She slid into a chair and started to examine the machine. "I think anyone who is great with technology ticks her off. That's why I want to keep my talents hidden from her."
Ryan, the feline, shook his head. "The Empress is still mad about your father choosing Dr. Manx over her? Its been over eighteen years!"
"Mother holds grudges."
Both Ryan and Shisa jumped at the quiet cold voice. Shisa looked behind her and saw a Syrian male with similar dark blue scales enter. "Fenrir!"
He gave his twin sister a glare. "You should not be here Shisa." his tone didn't change from the cold, monotone state. But that didn't surprise any of them. He was always cold and serious, while his sister was the exact opposite.
"Mom wanted to figure out what, and how, this thing works, and whose better at that then me?" She said, a smile on her face. Her brother gave her a cold look, but stood guard at the door.
"Hurry."
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Less than a day later, Ryan walked into the 'Throne room' of Empress Isinia and Emperor Grumm. Shisa and Fenrir both stood by as Ryan explained the device to them, and took the credit for Shisa's work.
"To put it simply, It opens a portal to the past, but it'll be a one way trip. No way back to the present with out a similar device that will take you to the future."
"So that's where that infernal half breed went to." Isinia grumbled underneath her breath. "Can you figure out where the last portal went to?"
Ryan nodded, glad that Shisa took the time to figure that out to. "Approximately 21 years ago. A year before either of your children were born."
"Good, now have it send us a month before the downfall of the original Troobian empire." Grumm said, a gleam in his eye. "We can Prevent the down fall all together!"
Isinia was about to snap at him, but realized that was a good plan. "For once Grumm, you have a satisfactory idea."
However, Shisa had other ideas. She motioned to Ryan and whispered something in his ear.
"I'm afraid you can't do that."
Ryan winced as the two glared at him and yelled. "WHAT!"
"The power core is very unstable and the wormhole that it would be able to produce couldn't hold more than ten, eleven people at max. And since it was partially used up with Sy.. i mean the Half breed," he said, seeing the look on Isinia's face. "Since the half breed used it, and the damage it received from the Krybots blasters, we'd be lucky if it held three."
Isinia thought while Grumm sat back, grumbling.
"Fine, Shisa, Fenrir. Prepare to leave."
Grumm looked over at her, enraged. "What! You're sending your CHILDREN to stop the Power Rangers!"
"No, I'm going with them to ensure our victory, while YOU stay here, and continue conquering the universe." she said in a false sweet voice. "You don't want to fight the rangers again, do you?"
Grumm saw the point and settled back down, all the while, unknown to him or the Empress, Shisa was forming plans of her own.
"This is my chance. Watch out Earth, Syrea and Shisa is going to turn your planet upside down and inside out!"
Fenrir saw the look on his sister faced and groaned internally. "Shisa, don't go running to Father again. Especially one who doesn't know who you are."