Legal: I do not own Power Rangers or the associated names, places, characters, events etc. Anything not covered by the above rights should be considered purely the creation of the author.

Rating: T – May be some adult themes, language and content.

A/N: My version of the new season is going to go almost completely A/U, and there are a lot of differences to the main series already. I'd strongly recommend reading "Nowhere to Go, Noone to Help, Nothing to Lose!" to avoid getting too lost. You've been warned, this is VERY A/U!

Gia was standing on the deck of the Galleon, looking out over the clouds, lost in her thoughts. Although her life had had no shortage of dramas and adventure since Gosei had all but kidnapped them into the middle of an intergalactic war, the last couple of months especially had definitely changed pretty much everything about her whole outlook on the world.

She couldn't help smiling as she heard a commotion coming from below deck.

It had been tense at first, but they were all starting to get used to living together in such close confines. It had been one of the biggest changes that had presented the biggest challenges. Although she and Emma had been living together at Emma's place, and had been sharing a room since Gia's mom had moved into the Goodall house, the fact was the Galleon was all in a smaller living space than a house. Much of the space was taken up storing the other Zords in the hold, and so the actual living space was more of a decent size apartment, housing five young adults. To say that sometimes people needed to be a little flexible when it came to personal space would be a huge understatement. Privacy was somewhere between gold dust and a non-existent commodity, evidenced by the time Jake had once found himself in Gia's room, after a regrettable sleepwalking incident. Even the cave, when they had lived there provided more space to get away from it all, but after a while, they were starting to get used to seeing each other all the time.

The other thing that was wearing was the full-time nature of their new campaign. When they first became Rangers, they had still been living at home. They still went to school, they still had hobbies beyond learning to fight...in short, they had lives outside of being Rangers. With their exposure as the Rangers to the world, and their forced flight from the occupying forces of The Armada, they now had no option but to fully embrace their lives on the ship, searching for the scattered Ranger Keys in order to unite the powers. They still weren't entirely sure what Gosei's plan was for them, they hadn't seen him since he had saved them from execution, but they knew that for now, the most pressing matter was to find the Ranger Keys before anyone else did.

It was exhausting, but at the same time, there was something liberating about the whole ordeal. Before they had gone on the run, there had been a lot of other pressures involved in their normal lives. Senior Year at High School had been every bit as tough as they had been told. They were constantly evaluating their options, and waiting for word from various colleges and universities, checking out their career options, studying for exams, all those expectations had melted away. As much as the constant running and fighting took its toll, especially on their bodies, a part of her had to admit, there was a certain freedom in their life as pirates, at times, she had to think she was starting to even enjoy her life as a corsair.

As she heard another crash, followed by a howl, and couldn't help laughing. The Rangers had already found three additional sets of keys, the Mighty Morphin', Turbo and Mystic Force keys were now in their possession, in addition to five of the Sixth Ranger keys, the Green Mighty Morphin' Ranger, Gold Zeo Ranger, Quantum Ranger, White Dino Ranger and Mercury Ranger keys had all been found. However, three sets of keys was only a start. There had been seventeen sets of powers, including their former Megaforce powers. The fact that the Sixth Ranger keys they had found had been found separately also indicated that not all of each team's keys were in one place. In short, they knew they had a way to go. Their only lead on how to find the keys, the only way they could narrow down their search at all was down to the tracking technology Jordan had programmed into Tensou when he gave him his new body.

Gia still couldn't believe that their current technology was created by Jordan, the guy that she had loved tormenting ever since he joined the team. She didn't really understand how his training worked, or how much influence his Eltarian DNA had on the sudden increase in his technological skill, but he had created their new morphers, weapons, and even their Zords. Unfortunately, Tensou's new body had been the first project he had worked on, and it wasn't without its glitches. So far, the only way they had found that kick-started his search programme was a blow on the head. Needless to say, Tensou was not exactly thrilled about this development, or the fact that so far they hadn't found any other way to get around this problem. Noah, Troy and Jake had been chasing Tensou for a while now, trying to get a hold of him in order to get the clue to their next set of Ranger Keys before anyone else. Emma came over to the railing and leaned on it, looking a little worn out.

"I take it things are going well." Gia chuckled.

"Tensou can really move when he wants to." Emma stated.

"I just never thought I'd see the day you'd be chasing a parrot trying to smack it over the head." Gia teased her. Emma just looked at her.

"A ROBOT parrot." She reminded her. "Still, he's putting up a pretty good chase."

"I guess I would too if I knew someone wanted to bash my head in." Gia said with a smile, leaning back on the rail. Emma just looked to her.

"You seem awfully cheerful." She commented. "Would it have something to do with a certain day that's coming up soon?"

"It could do." Gia replied, smirking. It was only a few days until Gia's 18th birthday. It was a time of year both the girls usually looked forward to. Back in the day, the Goodalls and the Morans were very close, and coincidentally they had both given birth in the same week. Emma was born only a couple of days after Gia. They often kind of shared their birthdays as a result. While they weren't exactly going to have a traditional birthday on the ship, Gia was kind of looking forward to an intimate affair with the others. "I don't know, I guess even if mom won't be there...I don't know. I guess it's just my way of trying to hold onto something normal."

"I think I can understand that." Emma assured her. "Don't forget, it's not just your birthday."

Just then, they heard a tremendous clang.

"Noah, I got him!" Troy called out. "Quick, get the recorder!"

Emma and Gia just looked at each other.

"I guess Troy got him then." Gia commented.

"We should get down there." Emma told her. "I doubt Tensou's going to be happy with my boyfriend when he's finished with the poem."

The two girls descended the stairs to the main living area, finding it a complete disaster. Almost all the furniture was out of place, and stuff was scattered all over the floor, likely in the scramble to try and catch Tensou. They came over as Troy set him upright.

"Alright Tensou, talk to us." Troy told him. "Where are we going next?"

"Find what you Seek in the city of the Third Great Son,
of Olympus' Great Family, beneath the Angel's Sun,
Lost to time beneath his Brother's Domain,
Those who dig up History's answers went there, now their powers remain.
Beware the greatest of the Master's art,
The precious gem, the Guardian's Heart."

Tensou shook his head clear as the Rangers started to look among each other.

"OK, that's kind of cryptic." Troy commented.

"And the other clues haven't been?" Jake grumbled. "Just once, I'd like a clue that says 'Go Here, its right where this hundred foot arrow is pointing'."

"If it was that easy, it'd be kind of easy for the others searching for the keys wouldn't it?" Noah asked him.

"Alright, this isn't helping, let's break this down piece by piece." Troy suggested. "OK, where to start..."

"YOU DID IT AGAIN!" Tensou screamed, flying straight at Troy, bowling him over. He started thrashing around, trying to cover up as Tensou started pecking him in a frenzied attack.

"Ow, Tensou..."

"You're a big meanie! You're all big meanies!" Tensou yelled as he continued pecking him. Gia just sighed, before they turned back to the puzzle. They could understand Tensou's frustration with the situation. It was probably best to let him work it out of his system; they doubted he would do anything to hurt Troy too much.

"OK, let's look at this." Gia carried on, trying to figure out where to begin. "Three Great Sons, Olympus' Great family, that's obviously a reference to the Greek Gods..."

"The big three, Zeus, Hades and Poseidon." Jake added. "They were brothers; they killed their father, the Titan Coronus and overthrew the other Titans to become the Gods of Olympus."

The others just looked up at him. Jake just stared back at them.

"What? I'm not allowed to be smart at times? I can't know something?" He asked them. They just continued to stare at him. Eventually he let out a sigh. "I watched Percy Jackson."

"Well, he got that part right anyway, Zeus, Poseidon and Hades were brothers." Emma stated. "But the poem specifies the Third Great Son...which one of them was the youngest?"

"Zeus was the king of the Gods, so he was the oldest." Noah reminded them.

"Hades." Jake finally said.

"OK, another Percy Jackson thing?" Emma asked him.

"Well...not exactly." He told them. "He's the one that got the plum job of sitting in the Underworld with all the dead guys right? Well...doesn't that sound like the kind of thing big brothers do when dolling out the toys? Give all the crappy stuff to the youngest?"

"I hate to say it, but he's right." Gia confirmed. "Hades was the youngest; he was sent to rule over the Underworld because the others muscled him out."

"So to go to his city, we have to what? Die?" Jake asked them. "I don't know about you, but I usually spend most of my time trying NOT to die."

"I don't think it's meant literally like that." Emma told him. "Weren't there some cities that worshipped some of the Gods in favour of others?"

"There were, some of them were even so focused on their worship that they were kind of the epicentre of their worship. Sometimes they were referred to as a God's city." Noah remembered. "Like Athens was the city of Athena, and Sparta was the city of Ares."

"I think I remember when I read The Illiad that Troy was Poseidon's city, that's why he was pissed at Odysseus. He destroyed his city." Emma recalled. "And Epirus was the city of Zeus..."

"Shit." Jake muttered, interrupting her. They all looked at him, at which he showed them a book he was looking up. He pointed out the passage in the book, showing it was listing the ancient Greek Gods and their areas of worship. It didn't take long for them to figure out the problem.

"Atlantis?" Gia asked. "We have to find Atlantis?"

"You know, a year ago I'd have thought you were insane if you asked about finding Atlantis, but I think it's a little late to be sceptical." Emma replied thoughtfully. "Now the question is, do we have any idea where Atlantis is?"

"There are a lot of theories." Noah said a little dejectedly. "Unfortunately there's no knowing if any of them are real or not."

"If someone had found Atlantis, I think we'd all know." Troy stated as Tensou finally gave up his assault and let the Red Ranger join the discussion. "It'd be the biggest archaeological find since King Tut's Tomb."

"Archaeological?" Noah asked, smiling as he heard this. Jake also smiled.

"I like that look, he's thought of something." Jake stated.

"Andrew Hartford is an archaeologist." He recalled. "I read in a magazine article he and his son go on digs all the time...Mack Hartford, the Red Overdrive Ranger!"

"Those who dig up History's answers." Troy said, nodding in agreement. "Archaeologists."

"Great, there's only one slight problem." Gia told them. "The Overdrive team have been bugged remember? We can't contact them without tipping off The Armada."

"Yeah, Gia's right." Jake agreed. "I mean, sure, they haven't replaced The Commodore yet, but if we go to San Angeles and ask for help, we may as well gift wrap ourselves and head on up to their mothership."

"Even if they want to help us, how can they without exposing themselves to backlash?" Emma concluded, thinking of the fact that so far the Overdrive Rangers had not suffered any further sanctions under The Armada's occupation. Troy thought about it for a while, before coming to a conclusion.

"Then we don't ask for their help." He told them.

"I'm sorry?" Gia asked him.

"We're pirates right?" Mack asked them. "We take what we need. The Armada can't exactly blame Mack for being kidnapped right?"

"Alright, setting in a course for San Angeles." Noah replied, heading to his station. Troy and the others all went to their positions as they prepared to begin their journey.

"Um...Troy, what about that whole last part?" Jake asked him. "You know, about the Guardian's Heart?"

"We can worry about that when we get there." Gia told him. "In the meantime, we need to figure out how we're going to make this kidnapping look convincing without hurting a fellow Ranger too much."

Meanwhile, over in San Angeles, Mack Hartford was sitting in the Hartford Mansion, his eyes glazed over as he flicked through one of his adventure novels. Spencer just noted the way he was flicking through it, and stopped his dusting, coming over to him.

"I believe you need to take a little time over the words to read them." He said as Mack just shut the book.

"I've read this Baron novel so many times I could recite it from memory." Mack grumbled, throwing the book aside. There were a bunch of other adventure novels next to him. Before his Ranger days, Mack had been heavily into his adventure novels, inspired by all of his dad's tales of the amazing adventures he had been on. He had spent every available hour he wasn't training in the vain hope of actually going on one of those adventures with his fantasy novels. In particular, he was fond of The Baron series, stories about a bored millionaire who travelled the world seeking out the treasures of past civilisations. He'd all but stopped reading those books during his Ranger days, and afterwards when he started to join his father on his journeys, the books didn't have the same appeal. After all, what was exciting about reading about a man jumping out of an aeroplane without a parachute or facing armed guerrilla fighters determined to steal some priceless artefact armed only with his wits and a pocket knife when there had been a time he called that a typical Tuesday?

Unfortunately, those adventures had been somewhat thin on the ground as of late. Since The Armada touched down, they had done everything they could to silence any and all possible resistance. As one of only two teams whose identities had been public knowledge who were able to be found, they were quickly brought in and questioned. They had done everything they could, claiming that they didn't know the identities of any other former Rangers, and satisfied The Armada that they didn't have any powers, and therefore weren't going to try and resist them. However, that still wasn't enough. They had all been fitted with tracking bracelets that would keep track of where they were, and even record their conversations in the vain hopes that some teams of Rangers would contact them. It wasn't long after that the problems started. For all the promises they could go back to their homes and their old lives, The Armada kept them on a short leash. Mack and his father had been questioned so many times any time they were about to head out on a perfectly innocent archaeological expedition, with The Armada worried they were looking for some way to restore their powers that it made any notion of such trips so wrapped up in red tape, it was all but impossible to go anywhere or do anything.

"If you're bored, might I suggest you find something else to do?" Spencer suggested. "Perhaps you could go and visit your friends? I'm sure Ms. Robinson would love to take you on a few laps of..."

"Spencer, I don't like motor racing OK?" Mack sighed. "I feel like I've done everything there is to do here. I'm going out of my mind here!"

"Well there's no need to snap at the help." Spencer replied a little grumpily. "I was only suggesting you might want to get out of the house for a while if your books are not providing you with any excitement."

"Leave the house and do what?" Mack asked him. "Because of this damned bracelet, I have to watch where I go, watch what I say..."

"Master Hartford, I understand you are frustrated..."

"Frustrated? I'm bored to death!" Mack yelled at him. "God, Ronny's still got her racing, Rose is back at the university, Will's got his security work, Dax...he's off directing the latest season of that stupid sitcom he works on...I practically get an armed guard jumping on me if I walk out the front door!"

"Master Harford, I understand your frustration, but you would be wise to remember we are not the only ones listening." Spencer reminded him. Mack just threw his hands up.

"You know what? It might just give me something to do if they tried to arrest me." Mack told him. "I'm just sick of all of this! I'm sick of looking at the inside of my house all day every day! I just wish something, ANYTHING would happen!"

Just as he said this, the front wall of the room was blown in, scattering furniture and broken glass in on them. Mack pulled himself up from the floor.

"I really should know better than to say things like that." He grumbled, checking around. Spencer was lying on the floor, pinned down by a fallen book case. Before Mack could go to help him though, he saw a figure coming in through the hole in the wall. He looked up, and his mouth hung open.

"Who...who are you?" He asked the stranger. Without an answer, the intruder fired a blast, knocking Mack to the floor unconscious. He gestured two others inside.

"Take him to the ship." He replied. Spencer was losing consciousness as he saw the White Mighty Morphin' Power Ranger and the Silver Space Ranger picking up Mack's lifeless body. The White Ranger cut off Mack's bracelet, tossing it aside as they turned and left. Spencer's world just faded into darkness.