The disclaimer telling you that I don't own any Galaxy Rangers characters has been zapped away to another dimension by Mogul. Once again I'm writing one of my crazy multi-chapter stories! And I don't care! Ha ha ha ha! This might answer one or two little questions that have been nagging at me lately.

Or it would just be something I felt like doing to drive readers crazy. Either way it's fun!

The Return of the Po Empire

The Po Empire…Once it was the most powerful and feared dynasty the universe had ever seen. Few know or remember the origins of this mysterious society. Even fewer understand it. It was a race of powerful mutants able to combine sorcery and magic. But as all things rise, all things must also fall. Their race began to decline and the empire became unstable. Soon only the great city of Po-Atlantica remained. But even though the city was all was left it still was filled with powerful magic and immense wealth beyond anyone's wildest dreams.

And one day…It vanished…

All that remained of the Po Empire were a few artifacts. A few strange and amazing trinkets that were both wonderful and deadly.

And the most wonderful and dangerous of all…Is the Golden Eye. The Golden Eye is said to be the map to Po-Atlantica. A map that only a chosen one can access…Only a chosen one…One that is blessed by the decrees of the Po Empire will be able to touch and access the map and discover the lost city. And gain power beyond his dreams…

"AND I'M THE ONE THAT SHOULD RIGHTFULLY FIND IT!" Mogul the Space Sorcerer screamed at the top of his lungs. "WHERE IS IT? WHERE? WHERE? WHERE IS THE GOLDEN EYE?"

"Right here Master!" Larry ran in with a decorated golden metal ball covered in a glass case.

"You found the Golden Eye? Where?" Mogul did a double take.

"It was packed away with your summer swimsuits," Larry told him.

"Oh right…" Mogul scratched his head with one of his hands. "Now I remember. I went through my closet a couple hundred years ago…I must have misplaced it."

Larry put the glass case on a table. Mogul removed the covering. "Careful Master you know that if you touch it…"

"I'm not an idiot Larry," Mogul snapped. "I know what I'm doing! I'm not going to get AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" He accidentally brushed one of his hands against the ball and it gave out a violent electric shock.

He fell to the floor. "Electrocuted…" Mogul moaned. He sat up. "Now I remember why I packed the stupid thing away in the first place! There's no way I can solve the puzzle! There's no way anyone can solve the puzzle!"

"But there is a way to solve the puzzle of the Golden Eye," Larry reminded him. "Remember Master?"

"Oh yes!" Mogul sneered as he threw up his arms. "Of course there is! That stupid little rhyme…Only a mutant male of pure heart can travel the road to Po-Atlantica from the start…WHO THE HELL MADE UP SUCH A STUPID RHYME?"

"Uh…The person who made the Golden Eye?" Larry asked, blinking.

"Of course, Larry," Mogul gave up. "How stupid of me. What's even stupider is the requirements to solve this riddle! A male mutant with a pure heart? Come on! Yeah! Like you're going to find those just anywhere! Mutants are scarcer than hen's teeth and most of them are crazy insane maniacs! None of them can exactly be called pure of heart! The only thing pure about them is the pure insanity they cause!"

"None unless you count that Galaxy Ranger," Larry remarked. "You know that one that's a Supertrooper? He's a mutant. And since he's one of those Goody Goody Galaxy Rangers I guess he'd be considered pure of heart."

"Yes, yes…" Mogul muttered. Then he did a double take. "YES! LARRY! CONGRADULATIONS! YOU JUST HAD YOUR FIRST AND PROBABLY ONLY INTELLIGENT THOUGHT!"

"I did!" Larry's eyes went wide. "Wow!"

"Oh yes, now all we have to do is set the trap," Mogul cackled. "Galaxy Ranger Shane Gooseman is the key to Po-Atlantica and all the power in the universe!"

"I guess there's some good in everybody," Larry said cheerfully.

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Three days later at BETA Mountain…

"I swear doesn't anyone in this galaxy have anything better to do than to try and kill me?" Shane Gooseman groaned as he and the other rangers returned from a mission and headed to Commander Walsh's office for a meeting.

"Now that you mention it, it does seem to be a theme lately," Doc remarked.

"Today it was MaCross trying to blast me for all the times I put him behind bars," Shane counted off. "Yesterday it was the General with another hair brained plot to get my DNA to make a mutant army from. The day before that Kilbane tried to frame me for a crime I didn't commit, again!"

"Yeah might have worked a lot better if you hadn't walked into that bank about two seconds after he did and stopped him from committing that robbery on Prairie," Zach agreed. "Not to mention that little incident with that lady's dog."

"We would have caught him too if he didn't trip and fall right into that sewer," Niko admitted.

"It's like once a month all the crazies in the universe decide to go after you at the same time," Doc thought aloud. "Like a full moon madness or something."

"You got the madness part right," Shane grumbled as they walked into Walsh's office.

"Sorry to call all of you in so soon after your last mission but this next one is extremely important," Walsh apologized. "Tomorrow night I need all of you to provide security at the Rosedare Space Colony near the Moon for an important event."

"You mean once again we get to be glorified security guards at some stupid function," Shane grumbled.

"It's not just any function," Walsh told them. "It's a welcoming ceremony. The planet Tarkon is finally joining the League of Planets."

"It's about time," Doc grinned.

"It also means the Queen of the Crown isn't going to simply sit back and watch it happen," Walsh gave him a look. "The Crown Empire still hasn't fully recovered from it's failed attack on Tarkon and the destruction of it's armada at the Heart of Tarkon."

"It had barely recovered from it's failed attempt on Earth," Niko agreed. "Knowing the Queen, she'd want revenge."

"That's why we're having the event so close to home," Walsh told her. "King Spartos, his ambassador Princes Maya and their entourage will be there for the official ceremony. So it's imperative that nothing goes wrong."

"Maya is the Ambassador?" Shane smirked. "From princess to rebel to ambassador, that woman's got quite a resume."

"And what a resume," Doc said with a dreamy look in his eyes.

"I take it our job is mainly to see that the king and Princess Maya are safe?" Zach asked, ignoring the annoyed look Niko had on her face.

"That and to keep an eye on the gifts that are going to be exchanged," Walsh said. "It's part of the ceremony and they are extremely valuable."

"A tempting target for any thief," Doc realized. "Not only could someone make a fortune but claim bragging rights and some serious respect in the crime community."

"Add an angry Queen of the Crown just waiting to disrupt the ceremony and things could really get messy," Zach realized.

"There is one other thing. One of the gifts given to them will be a Po Mutant artifact recently discovered," Walsh coughed.

"Oh no…" Shane groaned. "Every time we tangle with one of those stupid things something goes wrong!"

"This time we are keeping it well under glass and under guard twenty four seven," Walsh told him. "In fact…Gooseman you have been assigned to it's safety."

"What? I gotta baby sit another whacked out Poe Mutant toy? Why me?" Shane protested.

"You have a lot of experience in dealing with Poe objects," Walsh said. "Your bio defenses protected you against the Po Sensation Doll. It stands to reason that if something does go wrong they can protect you as well. Besides you know that object is going to be a very tempting target for a host of criminals and Dr. Magnate, the archeologist who discovered the artifact requested my best man."

"So you picked me. Great. One good thing about this assignment," Shane grumbled. "At least I know it's not some stupid plot against me."

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The Rosedare Space Colony was considered one of the Earth's technical marvels. It was founded at the end of the Earth World Wars as a haven for scientists and their families to work on research in peace. Over the years it became a living symbol of technological advancements and order with it's research labs, highly prized school for young geniuses and a five star hotel/conference section for alien diplomats that was considered one of the greatest achievements of the early twenty first century.

It was also once thrown into total chaos and nearly obliterated thanks to an alien ten year old boy and his toy cowboys and Indians. But that's another story.

"I keep forgetting how amazing this place can be," Zach whistled at all the fancy decorations and glittering opulence of the conference center. "It really is the perfect place for the ceremony."

"Let's just hope the Queen doesn't ruin things," Niko said. Both were in their dress uniforms. "Oh my…"

Princess Mara walked down the stairs with her father on her arm. She was wearing a beautiful black and pink dress and had a gold tiara on her head. Her hair was perfectly coiffed and she looked very much like royalty.

"Your Majesty, Ambassador," Zach made a bow to the royal family.

"Captain Foxx and Ranger Niko," Mara grinned. "It's good to see you both."

"Likewise," Niko bowed respectfully. "This day has been long and coming."

"While we of Sparta value the old ways it is time that we embrace the future and the technology of it," King Spartos nodded.

"If we don't the Queen will make sure we're history," Mara added. "Have you seen Doc and Goose?"

"They're around here someplace," Zach said.

"I can't wait to see them," Mara flashed a warm smile.

"Come dear we must greet the other ambassadors," Spartos told her. "Rangers." They walked away.

"I can't wait to see them," Niko mocked under her breath when they were out of range. "Oh I'll bet she can't!"

"You're not still jealous of her are you?" Zach asked.

"I am not jealous! I just don't like how those two idiots fawn over the Princess every time we cross paths," Niko said.

"Or maybe one idiot in particular?" Zach whistled.

"Just what are you implying Captain?" Niko gave him a look.

"I'm not saying anything," Zach told her. "But you really shouldn't get so upset over Princess Maya when everyone knows how much Goose likes you. In fact I think if you stopped playing games and just talked to him…"

"Wait a minute…" Niko's eye twitched. "This wouldn't have anything to do with that stupid betting pool that's going around does it?"

"Betting pool?" Zach asked.

"Don't play dumb with me Captain," Niko glared at him. "I know all about that stupid betting pool on when and if Goose and I go on a date. Well forget it!"

"Ranger Niko I'm shocked and appalled," Zach made his most official look at her. "You know as well as I do gambling is against regulations. I'm surprised you would even suggest that I would take part in something so unethical!"

"Oh I'm sorry Captain," Niko apologized.

"On the other hand…" Zach whistled. "Fraternization between two rangers of the same rank isn't really against the rules as long as it's off duty, doesn't interfere with one's duties and one of the rangers isn't a superior officer to the other one. So technically there really is nothing wrong if the two of you want to… Oh I don't know, get a bite to eat or watch a movie or something."

"Oh really?" Niko's eye twitched again.

"In fact if you want to do it before the twenty ninth…" Zach began. That was when Niko pinched him hard on the arm. "OW! NIKO! You can't hit me! I outrank you!"

"That was not a hit," Niko cracked her knuckles and gave Zach an evil look.

"Did I say it was?" Zach gulped nervously and held up his hands. "No, no hitting here! Oh look my kids are here!" He grabbed his son who walked up to him. "Zach my boy! See you wouldn't want to expose my children to violence now would you?"

"You are pathetic," Niko glared at him.

Maybe but I'd rather face a thousand Crown Agents in nothing but my boxers than take on you when you're mad, Zach thought to himself.

I can arrange that Captain, Niko thought back.

"Aaahh!" Zach startled. "How did you…You didn't touch your badge!"

"You were projecting so loud I'm surprised the entire station didn't hear you," Niko folded her arms. "Besides I told you a while ago that all of us Series Five Rangers have a strong connection, especially when we're scared out of our minds!"

"You found out about the bet he made didn't you?" Zach Jr. guessed what was going on.

"AH HA!" Niko shouted.

"Thanks a lot kid," Zach grumbled to his son.

"Hi Niko," Jessica ran up to them in a beautiful pink dress. "Dad what's wrong? Why do you look so nervous? Did Niko find out about your bet?"

"Et Tu dear daughter?" Zach groaned.

"Told you," Jessica said smugly to her brother. "You owe me five credits."

"YOU BET ON ME?" Zach yelled.

"It's your own fault for providing such a bad example for us," Jessica grinned.

"You know Jessica you have the same self righteous streak your mother has," Zach groaned. "And I hate it a lot!"

"What's going on?" Shane walked up with Commander Walsh both in their dress uniforms.

"Niko found out about the bet Dad made on the two of you," Jessica grinned.

"Told you!" Shane glared at Commander Walsh. "Pay up!"

"You just couldn't keep your mouth shut Captain?" Commander Walsh reluctantly handed over money to both Shane and Jessica. "I'm deducting this out of your pay!"

"Serves you both right for betting on something that's none of your business," Jessica grinned.

"Couldn't have said it better myself," Shane grinned.

"I think we've all been in one gambling saloon too many," Niko groaned. Then she heard a commotion. "What is going on?"

"Oh no…" Shane groaned when he saw what it was.

"Hello everybody!" Bubblehead the Memory Bird flew in and landed on Shane's shoulder. "Did you miss me?"

"Like I miss a broken leg," Shane grumbled.

"What is that electronic bubble brained feather duster doing here?" Walsh snapped.

"He must have snuck aboard," Shane sighed. "Bubblehead!"

"I love a party!" Bubblehead straightened his little tie. "Where's the nachos?"

"Oh no you don't!" Shane grabbed him. "The last thing we need is you causing another interplanetary incident! Little Zach, Jessica could you two please do me a favor and keep an eye on Bubblehead so he doesn't get into trouble?"

"No problem," Zach Jr. said as he took the bird. "Come on Bubblehead."

"Okay let's play tag!" Bubblehead escaped his grasp and flew away.

"I think we just got a problem," Jessica groaned. "Bubblehead!" The two children ran off after the bird.

"Uh…I think I'll go help them," Zach winced as the sound of Bubblehead crashing into something could be heard. He went off after the children.

"This night is going to be fun," Shane grumbled. "I saw Maya here earlier."

"You don't have time for that," Niko said. "Commander doesn't Gooseman have guard duty?"

"Uh yes, this way Gooseman," Commander Walsh did not like the look in Niko's eye. He wisely steered Shane away towards a golden ball on a plush red cushion on a pedestal.

"Shouldn't that thing have a cover on it?" Shane blinked.

"Dr. Magnate insisted that it isn't harmful and it didn't need one," Senator Whiner slid up to them with a white tiger man in blue senatorial robes behind him. "Well Walsh I see you have Ranger Gooseman here on time for once."

"I'm always on time Senator," Shane's eyes narrowed slightly for a moment then decided not to rise to the deliberate bait. "I don't see Mrs. Wheiner here or your lovely daughter."

"Both are in rehab," The tiger man smirked. "Oh don't look so shocked Wheiner it's very fashionable these days."

"You know Ambassador Reggit from Leonoid," Wheiner gave the ambassador a dirty look. "His people are considering joining the League of Planets as well."

"So far I'm quite impressed," Reggit nodded. He gave Wheiner a look. "Well mostly."

"Here's another thing you should be impressed with," Wheiner gave Shane a look. "Ranger Gooseman here is the last of the genetically enhanced troopers created before we joined the League. Commander Walsh should be congratulated on how well he's trained him, like an obedient guard dog."

"Wheiner…" Walsh visibly stiffened. Shane didn't react at all.

"Hey there," Zozo walked up with Waldo behind him.

"Goose, Commander Walsh, Ambassador Reggit," Waldo nodded.

"Senator Weasel, I mean Wheiner," Zozo said quickly. "Admiring the Po Artifact are we?"

"Yes I was just saying to the Ambassador how fitting it was for a mutant to be guarding a thing made by mutants," Wheiner sneered.

"By the way Wheiner the rehab center called and said that your wife and daughter checked out early," Zozo said cheerfully. "They were last seen heading for Las Vegas and they had your credit cards."

"WHAT?" Wheiner bristled and stormed off.

"Oh dear what an odious little man," Reggit stiffened.

"There's an argument for genetic engineering," Shane growled. "I never feel bad about being a mutant every time I run into him."

"I wish I could say the same," Walsh groaned. "Ambassador Reggit I was reading a profile of your planet and I wanted to ask you something. Is it true that the criminal Nimrod the Cat is actually related to your planet's royal family?"

"Unfortunately. Please don't hold that against us," Reggit groaned.

"As long as you don't hold Wheiner against us," Shane told him.

"Deal," Ambassador Reggit nodded. Then something caught his eye. "Excuse me I have to go see to some…other matter." He went on his way.

"Is that another reason you assigned me to guard the object?" Shane gave Walsh a look.

"Do you really want to be responsible for Wheiner or any other senator's safety?" Walsh gave him a look.

"When you put it that way," Shane grumbled as he looked at the object. "At least this thing is a lot quieter!"

Suddenly Shane's ears picked up something. Something soft and sweet, almost hypnotic. "Do you…Hear something?" Shane blinked.

"Hear what?" Zach asked.

"Music…I hear…Music somewhere," Shane listened.

"I don't hear anything," Zozo said. "Maybe the band is warming up backstage?"

"No, it's coming from that," Shane pointed to the object.

"Oh that," A familiar looking lizard woman with only two arms a beehive hairdo and a large frilly orange dress bustled up to them. "Sometimes the artifact sends out a high pitch sound wave that only mutants can hear. It is a Po Artifact after all."

"This is Dr. Magnate who found the artifact," Waldo introduced.

A pudgy short little man with an odd face popped up behind Dr. Magnate. "And her assistant…Harry!"

"So don't be alarmed if you hear music or instructions or anything like that," Dr. Magnate twittered. She looked at Shane and gulped. "Excuse me…Have to powder my nose…Or something. Come on Harry!" She grabbed Harry and took off.

"That was…Odd," Shane blinked.

"Is it me or does Dr. Magnate look awfully familiar?" Zozo blinked.

"If I didn't know any better I'd say it was Mogul in a dress," Shane said. "Only she has two arms and doesn't smell as bad. And has better taste in outfits."

"She is an Amphibois," Waldo said. "And their race is related to the Space Sorcerers. As you can see."

There were a few other aliens that sort of resembled Mogul but they had two arms and some of them were blue or a darker shade of brown. "You're saying there's a whole planet that looks like Mogul?" Shane asked.

"That's a scary thought," Zozo added.

"Fortunately the Amphibois are much more law abiding than their Space Sorcerer cousins," Waldo explained. "And they have devoted their being to science, rather than magic."

However this time Waldo was wrong.

"This is so unnatural only using two arms!" 'Dr. Magnate' took off 'her' wig as soon as they found a secluded room on the other side of the station. "And this wig is itchy!"

"Master put your wig back on!" 'Harry' told him. He took off the face mask to reveal it was Larry. "Someone might see you!"

"Look who's talking! Why do I have to be the woman?" Mogul snapped as he put his wig back on.

"Because you fit into the costume!" Larry said. "Besides that outfit is really slimming on you."

"You think so?" Mogul turned an looked at himself in the mirror.

"Oh yeah it looks like you lost at least five pounds," Larry nodded. "And that perfume I gave you really adds the right touch."

"You do have a point," Mogul admired himself. Then he remembered the reason why he was dressed up. "Look! We're here to do a job! All we have to do is get Shane Gooseman to touch the Golden Eye and then we'll have the treasure of Po Atlantica! And we'd better do it soon! These high heels are killing me!"

"Don't complain to me, I told you to go with the flats," Larry said.

"I know but they looked so pretty and they went so well with the outfit," Mogul sighed.

"What the devil are you doing here?"

Both aliens startled until another voice broke the air. "Reggie! Darling! What a surprise to see you!" It was the voice of Nimrod the Cat.

Mogul and Larry peeked behind a large curtain to see Ambassador Reggit and Nimrod the Cat on the other side. Neither cat noticed them.

"Don't you Reggie Darling me, you loathsome scallywag!" Reggit pointed a claw at Nimord's chest. "I know you and all your tricks! You are up to something! You are always up to something!"

"Is this about what happened all those years ago on Delos Five?" Nimrod asked. "Reggie I was young, scared and stupid! Not to mention drunk out of my mind! I made a mistake!"

"Judging by your rap sheet you made a lot of mistakes, haven't you?" Reggit snapped.

"Reggie…"

"Forget it Nimrod, I've moved on with my life!" Reggit held his nose in the air. "I am an Ambassador now! I am well respected and I have put behind my juvenile delinquent period for good! And that includes you!"

"Come on Reggie you can't seriously tell me that you don't miss the good old days?" Nimrod grinned.

"These are the good old days and they have nothing to do with you!" Reggit snapped. "So what are you doing here? Tell me the truth or else I'll call down every security officer on this station on you!"

"You wouldn't do that to your old pal, old buddy?" Nimrod made sad kitty eyes at him.

"Don't you dare use the sad kitty eyes on me! That's not going to work anymore!" Reggit snapped. "What are you doing here? I know it's not to see me!"

"Actually it is," Nimrod sighed. "I kind of need your help."

"I knew it!" Reggit threw up his hands. "I knew it! So what scheme were you planning on this time? Stealing a few artifacts? Kidnapping a senator or ambassador? Putting on another impromptu rock performance? Stop me when I get it."

"No, but you gave me some pretty good ideas for the future," Nimrod said. "Look I heard something big was going down and I thought you would want a chance to get in on the action."

"The only action I want to see is you leaving!" Reggit snarled at him. "I am not going to have you use me and break my heart again like you did on Delos Five!"

"Reggie it's not like that!" Nimrod protested. "It's not going to get crazy like it was then!"

"Oh for crying out loud!" A figure in black wearing a mask burst into the alcove and took it off. He swore in a southern accent as he fiddled around with an object. "I can't believe I can't get this thing to work! That's the last time I go to a discount arms merchant in order to get a bomb! This thing is a dud!"

"Lazarus Slade?" Nimrod blinked.

"Huh?" He took off his mask and saw Nimrod and Reggit standing there. "Nimrod? What are you doing here?"

"What am I doing here? What are you doing here?" Nimrod blinked. "Are you here to steal artifacts too?"

"Well no, I heard the Queen of the Crown was upset about Tarkon joining the League so I thought I'd blow up the place in order to make her feel better," Slade admitted. "You know, kill off the king and a few ambassadors, start a little intergalactic war…That sort of thing. But this so called ultimate bomb I bought is an ultimate dud!"

"Kill a few ambassadors?" Reggit gave Nimrod a look. "Not like Delos Five huh?"

"Coincidence! Besides I'm sure he didn't mean you personally," Nimrod held up his hands.

"Okay so when the ceremony starts…" MaCross slid into the room with two of his cohorts Chugga and Dawdle. They saw Nimrod and the others.

"Whoops," Chugga scratched his head. "Sorry, didn't know this room was taken."

"What the hell is this?" MaCross whipped out his blaster. "What are you doing here?"

"Having a convention, what does it look like?" Nimrod folded his arms.

"Not like Delos Five huh?" Reggit snapped. "All that's missing is the cross dressing lounge lizard and a band!"

"This is not my fault!" Nimrod snapped. "Well this time anyway. What are you doing here MaCross?"

"I'm sick of those rangers constantly messing up my plans so I thought I'd sneak in through the sewer system, steal something and maybe shoot up the place," MaCross growled.

"That's explains the smell," Reggit wrinkled his nose. "But that's it? No well thought out heist or ingenious escape plan or terrible revenge?"

"That does sound kind of lame," Nimrod added.

"Well excuse me!" MaCross snapped. "I've been having a bad week all right! Is it okay if every now and then I just wing it for a while? Not all of us are scientific geniuses like Slade you know?"

"Does anyone here know how to fix a bomb?" Slade asked fiddling with his contraption. "I hear something shaking in there but I don't know what it is."

"What are all these idiots doing here?" Mogul hissed. "They're going to ruin everything!"

"HEY MOGUL! HOW ARE YOU DOING?" Bubblehead flew up behind him and shouted.

"AAAAH!" Mogul and Larry jumped in shock and fell towards the curtain. The curtain fell right on top of the others. Soon everyone was thrashing around.

"What the devil?" Slade fought his way out of the curtains. "Mogul! What are you doing here?"

"Working on my own evil plans so back off Slade!" Mogul snapped. "I was here first!"

"Yeah! Go blow up someone else's party because this one's ours!" Larry snapped.

"Oh I see it clearly now!" Slade pointed a finger at Nimrod. "You're ganging up on me Nimrod! You want to stop this banquet so you can proclaim your love to the Queen and propose to her!"

"What'chu talkin' about Slade?" Nimrod did a double take.

"I can't believe I've been so blind!" Slade began to get worked up. "All those secret meeting! Midnight rendezvous! That song you made for her about the Psycho crypt! That was all a coded love letter to her! You're trying to steal her away from me and claim power to the throne!"

"Does anybody know if he's on some kind of new medication?" Nimrod asked.

"No, but he should be," MaCross snarled.

"For crying out loud Slade!" Mogul shouted. "It's obvious to anyone with half a brain, which by the way is a bit more than what you have…That Nimrod is more likely to run off with the rock band Queen than the Queen of the Crown!"

"Yeah we heard him arguing with his boyfriend here about how he wronged him," Larry pointed to Reggit.

"Ex-Boyfriend! Emphasis on the Ex!" Reggit snapped.

"Wait, you're gay?" Slade did a double take.

"Like this is a shock?" Larry asked. "I mean come on, look at that outfit he wears! That alone should have tipped you off!"

"That is very stereotypical," Nimrod sniffed.

"It's also true," Mogul gave him a look.

"Well yeah but you didn't have to put it that way," Nimrod said.

"Wait that means you and him…?" Slade pointed to Nimrod and Reggit.

"They already said that stupid!" MaCross snapped. "And speaking of stupid what are you doing here Mogul?"

"That memory bird scared us!" Larry said.

"What memory…?" MaCross turned around and saw an unwelcome sight. "Oh no…"

He saw Zach, Doc, Niko and the kids behind him. As well as a few dozen dignitaries. "Hey everybody! Look who's joined the party!" Bubblehead had drawn their attention.

"I really hate that memory bird," MaCross groaned.

"You're all under arrest," Zach pointed his blaster at them.

"Me? I didn't do anything!" Reggit shouted.

"That's right! Reggie and I are here to stop them!" Nimrod held up his hands. "Mogul and the others are here to disrupt the ceremony and steal the Golden Eye!"

"I'M THE ONE WHO BROUGHT THE GOLDEN EYE HERE IDIOT!" Mogul yelled at the top of his lungs. "WHY WOULD I STEAL SOMETHING I ALREADY OWN?"

"YOU?" Zach turned around and glared at Mogul. "You brought the eye here?"

"I also brought this! A great and powerful bomb!" Slade showed them the bomb. "One wrong move and I will set it off!"

Ding! A red light blinked on the bomb.

"Like that," Slade did a double take. "YEOW! OH GREAT NOW IT WORKS! TAKE IT!" He threw the bomb at MaCross.

"I don't want it! You take it!" MaCross threw it at Dawdle.

"Uh I don't want it!" Dawdle threw it to Chugga.

"Me neither!" Chugga threw it to MaCross.

"I ALREADY SAID I DON'T WANT IT!" MaCross threw it to Nimrod.

"Well I sure don't want it!" Nimrod threw it back to Slade.

"Oooh! Keep away! Can I play?" Bubblehead flew around them.

"It's all yours!" Slade threw it at Bubblehead who caught it and fell to the ground.

"It's a high fly ball to centerfield!" Bubblehead chirped. The bomb began making a funny noise. "I caught a radio! I wonder if it gets satellite?" He started to shake it.

"BUBBLEHEAD NO!" All the rangers screamed. The delegates around them started to panic.

"Uh oh…" Larry gulped. "Time for a teleportation spell?"

"Two good ideas this week! You must be eating more fish Larry," Mogul quickly prepared his magic.

"HEY TAKE US WITH YOU!" Slade grabbed onto Mogul.

"Yeah you're not leaving us behind!" MaCross shouted as he grabbed onto Mogul as well. Chugga and Dawdle hung on to Larry.

"Hey! No passengers!" Mogul snapped only to teleport with extra people.

"Oh great that leaves us to be blown to bits!" Reggit wailed. "This is Delos Five all over again!"

"Tripwire! Deactivate the bomb! Hurry!" Doc activated his badge and sent in a tweaker to diffuse it.

"Hey knock it off!" Bubblehead told the bomb. "No more beeping!" He hit it with his wing. It stopped beeping. "Well that worked."

"It's a dud Doc," Tripwire told him. "No explosives at all in there."

"You couldn't even blow up a balloon with this thing," Doc snorted.

"That was lucky," Niko breathed a sigh of relief. She glared at Nimrod. "Now what are you doing here?"

"I heard a rumor that Mogul had the Golden Eye of Po Atlantica in his sights and was going to use it to find the lost city of the mutant empire," Nimrod said.

"So you thought you'd tag along to steal whatever he found," Doc folded his arms.

"But didn't Mogul just say he brought the Eye here?" Zach Jr. asked. "I mean if it was already in his possession, why would he bring it here? It doesn't make sense."

"There is a rhyme that has been passed down throughout time," Nimrod said. "Only a mutant male of pure heart can travel to Po-Atlantica from the start."

"That's a pretty stupid rhyme," Doc remarked. Then it dawned on him. "GOOSE!"

"Now we know what Mogul is doing here!" Niko groaned.

"You think Mogul is going to try and use Goose to find Po Atlantica?" Zach asked.

"Does a space sorcerer look lousy in high heels?" Doc asked. "Come on!"

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On the other side of the room panic had already started. Rumors of bandits and bombs spread like wildfire. "This is not the impression we wanted to make today," Waldo gulped.

"What's going on?" Zozo asked. "Goose maybe we should…" He turned around. "Goose?"

Shane was just standing there. Staring at the Golden Eye. "Goose! Come on! We need your help!" Zozo tugged at his sleeve. "Goose what's wrong?"

"Can't you hear it?" Shane seemed almost in a trance. "It's beautiful…"

"Hear what? The people screaming? Yeah I hear that!" Zozo snapped. "Goose snap out of it!"

"I've never heard such beautiful music," Shane said in a daze. "It's calling to me." He reached for the object.

"Gooseman what are you doing?" Waldo shouted. Shane picked up the object. "GOOSE!"

"So beautiful," Shane touched the ball. It began to glow brightly. One of the patterns of the ball lit up and he touched it. "Yes…I understand…"

"Goose what is going on?" Zozo yelled as the light glowed brighter. So bright he had to shield his eyes. The light panicked people even more.

"What's going on?" Walsh made his way up to them with Maya behind him. "Gooseman what are you doing?"

With a final touch of the ball a blinding light lit up the entire room. Sparkles were everywhere. Then all of the sudden the ball flew out of Shane's hand and up into the air. It began to spin faster and faster sending out showers of gold and silver sparkles. Then it exploded and the gold and silver sparkles were everywhere in a huge cloud.

"Is this part of the entertainment?" Maya asked.

"I'm afraid not," Walsh groaned. "Gooseman what have you done now? Gooseman!"

"Look!" Waldo pointed. The gold and silver cloud grew bigger and seemed to pass through the outside of the space station. Suddenly all around the space station appeared a giant asteroid with a golden city on it.

"The entire space station is in the city!" Zozo yelled. The station shook violently. "What's going on?"

"To put it simply you know how there is no gravity in space and we use special boosters to keep the space station upright?" Waldo asked. "Well apparently those boosters are not enough to counteract real gravity."

WHUMP!

Everyone screamed as the space station fell and hit something. "Uhhhh…" Shane fell to the floor and shook his head. "What happened?"

"Oh nothing much," Walsh snapped. "You just fooled around with something that could kill us all!"

"What do you mean?" Shane asked.

"You don't remember?" Zozo groaned.

"No…" Shane looked around. He looked out the window. "That looks like a city out there!"

"It is a city out there!" Walsh said. "The city of Po Atlantica which somehow you released out of that ball!"

"Okay…" Shane blinked. He noticed the disarray of everything. "Is everyone all right?"

"I think so," Maya groaned. "I don't think we fell too far."

"Does anyone want to hear the good news or the bad news first?" Zozo looked out the window.

"Good news," Walsh sighed.

"It appears we are stuck on some kind of structure and are prevented from falling any further," Waldo remarked as he looked. "Apparently the space colony is perfectly wedged between two spires."

"What's the bad news?" Shane asked.

"We are perfectly wedged between two spires approximately several dozen stories above the ground!" Waldo pointed.

"That's lucky," Shane blinked. "Sort of."

"Is everyone all right?" Zach asked as he ran up with the others.

"Hey guys," Shane pointed. "Look what I did."

"It's the lost city of Po-Atlantica!" Niko gasped.

"And it's right outside our door," Doc groaned. "Hey look! What's those lights?"

Suddenly three twinkling lights floated into the chamber. "Magical Mutant Witch Rosipo!" A beautiful young woman with purple skin, white hair and lavender eyes wearing a purple and pink outfit appeared from one of the lights.

"Magical Mutant Witch Blancipo!" Another beautiful young woman with purple skin also appeared. Her hair was reddish purple and in a ponytail. Her outfit was purple and red.

"Magical Mutant Witch Doripo!" A third purple skinned woman appeared. This one had short purple hair and a blue and purple outfit.

"We are the Magical Mutant Witch Sisters of Po-Atlantica!" They chimed enthusiastically.

"Okay this assignment officially got weirder," Doc blinked.

"So where is he?" Doripo flew around. "Where's the mutant male who set us free?" She looked at Zozo. "Please tell me it's not you."

"Over there lady," Zozo pointed at Shane. "And I'm a Kiwi!"

"You don't look like a bird," Doripo blinked. Then she looked at Shane. "There's our man!"

"WHOO HOO! And what a man! We hit the jackpot!" Blancipo whistled.

"Broad shoulders, big strong muscles," Rosipo floated around Shane. "Great body! Yup! We did good all right! It was worth waiting all those centuries for him!"

"Not that there aren't some interesting specimens here," Blancipo winked at Zach and Doc. "Hi boys!"

"Hello there," Doripo floated in front of Shane. "On behalf of the Po Empire I am officially thanking you for releasing us from that spell. Thank you so much uh…What is your name?"

"Shane Gooseman," Shane blinked.

"Oh what a nice name," Doripo sweetly smiled and put a red jewel in his hand. "Now just hold onto this for a moment."

"Look I can't…" Shane didn't get a chance to finish because suddenly the jewel turned into ribbons and bound him up hand and foot. "What the…?"

"He'll be a great present for the Empress!" Doripo used her magic to levitate Shane.

"PUT ME DOWN YOU CRAZY…" Shane struggled but couldn't escape his bonds.

"Let him go you…" Zach began.

"And now my favorite technique…" Blancipo squealed as her hands glowed. "Ultimate Magic Fist Technique: XY STRIP PANTS PURLOIN!"

Instantly several pants were ripped off of several men, including Zach, Doc, Walsh, Nimrod and Reggit. "HEY!" Zach shouted.

"Strippity, strip, strip, strip!" Blancipo squealed as she used her magic to grab the pants off of every male ranger, guard or any other reasonably good looking male in sight.

"That woman is a walking hormone," Rosipo groaned as Blancipo yanked the pants off of Senator Wheiner. "COME ON BLANCIPO HAVE AT LEAST SOME STANDARDS!"

"Knock it off you hypersexual lunatic!" Niko took out her blaster. Only to have it turn into a bouquet of flowers.

"Make flower bouquets, not war!" Rosipo waved her wand about, casting flowers everywhere.

"Will you two idiots knock it off! We got the guy now let's fly!" Doripo snapped as she levitated into the air.

"Bye bye!" Blancipo laughed as she took off with several items of men's clothing.

"Nice to meet you!" Rosipo said cheerfully. Using their wands the three witches broke open the window of the conference room and flew out with Shane as their prisoner.

"LET GO OF ME YOU MANIACS!" Shane shouted.

"Ooh! A party! Wait for me!" Bubblehead flew after them, struggling to keep up.

"WALSH!" Senator Wheiner screamed at the top of his lungs. "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! YOU AND THAT STUPID SUPERTROOPER ARE IN BIG TROUBLE NOW! AND WHERE ARE MY PANTS?"

"Just once I'd like a simple routine mission to happen without any insanity," Walsh groaned. "Just once!"

"Daughter…We are now a part of this?" King Spartos snapped. His tunic had been removed and he was now in his underwear.

"Those crazy lunatics kidnapped Gooseman and stole our pants!" Zach shouted.

"Well…Only the men's pants," Niko blinked. "But why would they kidnap Goose?"

"I guess it's because he broke the spell and they needed him for something," Nimrod shrugged. "By the way nice tighty whiteys Captain!"

"I swear if my handcuffs weren't in my pants I'd arrest you right now!" Zach snapped.

"This is just like what happened on Delos Five," Reggit groaned. "Only I'm still sober!"

Next chapter! More madness, more excitement and more stripping! YAY!