Disclaimer: I do not own any characters related to Power Rangers they are owned by Saban/Disney et. al

I do however own all things Tanzetti and reserve the right to reuse them as I please.

Hey, thanks to everyone who read Tanzetti Dreams. Special thank you to everyone who wrote reviews, I assure you they were invaluable and hope you continue to write them. Without further ado I give you part two: Tanzetti Reborn.

Oh, and I'm a huge Janet Evanovich fan and there's a small homage to her in this first chapter. You may even recognize one of the characters….

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There was an explosion of pink light and then she appeared. She was on a cliff in the middle of the desert, but the one she sought was near, the magic had taken her to him. She worked her way to the edge of the cliff and saw them. Six warriors battling a monster that threatened their world.

She watched, the heaviness in her heart sinking deeper.

Then the battle turned. There was an explosion and the warriors were trapped.

Anger and fear erupted from her. The magic poured forth on instinct sending out aid to the one she had been seeking. Pink lighting exploded around the monster and the warriors were back in the fight.

Reluctantly she turned from the battle, ready to leave, knowing he was safe. But then something else occurred to her. There was another she needed to seek. The leader, the one who brought the power to this planet and guided them.

Zordon.

Her hand gripped the crystal around her neck and the magic surrounded her once again.

The man sat upright in the bed, a cold sweat covering his body.

By the powers, she's still alive.

He swung from the bed and turned on the lights with a wave of his hand. He was in the ornate stateroom of his great ship. He stepped to the wardrobe and pulled out a tunic. His entire body was covered in perfect muscle, gained both from physical work and magical influence. The only imperfection was a large red circle just below his breastbone that looked like a burn mark. The rest of his body had healed, but that spot, where her powers had touched him when he attacked her, that would never heal.

The man walked down the hallway, lit by overhead lights. He met no one on his way there. The halls to his chamber would be quiet this time of night, not even the highest of his officers daring to disturb his sleep for anything less than a life or death emergency.

As he walked through the quiet hall he thought back on the dream. Madala was alive. After all these years she was still out there somewhere, living out her life as if his had meant nothing.

He also thought of the emotions he'd felt from her. The way her power had been controlled by instinct, a desire to protect someone else.

So, Madala has taken a lover from one of the Ninjetti. The powers of Eltar and the Ninjetti combined with the power of Tanzetti. That would leave a hell of a legacy.

But he wouldn't let that happen. The Tanzetti power was his, and he would not stop until he had taken it back.

When he reached the command deck there was a sudden rise in tension. He never came to the deck this time of night. The Great Master valued his sleep.

One of the officers was standing in the center of the deck, near his command chair. The Master wondered if that officer had been sitting in the great chair only moments before. No matter, he thought. I have more important things to do tonight.

"We are honored by your presence, Milord," the officer said. "How may we serve you this evening?"

The Master thought about this. What was he looking for? In the vision Madala had been in a desert, near a rock quarry, but thousands of planets could have geographic areas like that. He needed something more substantial.

"Set a course for the planet Phaedos," he said. "Best speed."

If Zordon were involved Phaedos was the place to start.

I'll find her, he said to himself. I'll find her, and the power of the Tanzetti will finally be mine.

*****

SIX MONTHS AFTER TANZETTI DREAMS

*****

"Are you sure you're up for this?"

Marcy snapped to attention when Tank spoke. She'd been daydreaming again. Ever since she'd woken up this morning she'd had a feeling that something was going to go terribly wrong today. It was one of those days where there was something in the air, like every negative particle is suddenly charged and attracted to you. But then, ever since she took this job things had gone slowly downhill.

"I'm fine," she said. "I'm ready."

"This is you're boy," Tank said. "You're running it."

Marcy nodded and opened the car door. "Let's just get this over with."

She angled out of the black jeep and walked around back. Tank opened the hatch and started passing out vests and jackets to the two other team members who approached, Kelvin and Troy. Hal came running up from somewhere in the park and stopped short of the group.

"He's at the top of the hill having a picnic with his daughter."

"Shit!" Marcy said. One stroke of bad luck and the whole operation would go down the tubes. She took a deep breath and reached for calm. "Okay, I don't want to spook the girl. Tank and I go in easy and offer him the chance to go quietly. If he bolts we chase, you and Kelvin stay with the girl. Do we know where her mother is?"

"I have her number," Kelvin said.

"Call her now, tell her what's going on and have her meet you here."

Kelvin nodded and stepped away to complete the order. Marcy nodded to Tank. "Let's do this."

She took point and let the boys up the hill to the picnic area in Angel Grove Park. It was a Saturday afternoon so the crowd was pretty hectic. Lots of families and groups of teenagers spending the afternoon in the sun. She hated public pick-ups, but they'd been looking for this guy almost a month, and this was the first real lead they had. They'd just have to be extra careful.

They crested the hill and Marcy saw the target right away. Stanley Schmitt. Grand Theft Auto was the charge on his bond sheet. Divorced, one daughter, weekend visitation only. He was not going to be happy about having his time cut short.

With a wave of her hand, Kelvin, Hal and Troy fell back and walked around the crowd to take positions in a circle. Marcy and Tank approached Schmitt.

"Stanley Schmitt?" Marcy asked.

The man looked up and his face went white. "Oh, no," he said. "You can't do this here. Please, this is my only day with Silvia."

"It's been a month Stan," Marcy said. "You had your chance." She gave a wary glance at the girl. According to the file she was ten, but she looked a little small for her age. "We can all walk out of here nice and neat. No reason to make trouble for all these people."

Stan jumped up, moving faster than Marcy expected for someone so small. His hand whipped around his body and suddenly she was starring down the barrel of a .22 Berretta.

"I won't let my daughter see me in jail!"

He got off two shots everything went black.

*****

"So what do you think of the new Zord designs?"

"They're great, Billy," Tommy said. "Are you sure you're not working too hard? It seems like we have new Zords every week lately."

"Well, maybe not every week," Billy said.

Katherine laughed and patted his arm. "Seriously, Billy, it's nice to see you out of the Command Center for a change."

Billy nodded. "It's nice to be out," he admitted. He leaned back his head enjoying the perfect sun shining over the park. "I'm really glad you guys invited me on a picnic today. I didn't realize how much I needed a day to relax."

This time Tommy laughed. "Anytime, man."

There was a shout from behind them and the trio turned to see a thin man in a flannel shirt running towards them pursued by a very large man dressed all in black. Both men had guns.

Billy stepped back as the smaller man ran at them, only he didn't run past as expected. Instead he skidded to a stop and spun, grabbing Katherine and turning toward the black suited man, holding the gun to her head.

"Kat!" Tommy shouted, but didn't move for fear of hurting the Pink Ranger.

The larger man stopped, holding his gun ready.

"Don't do it, Stanley," the man said. "You won't get away with it."

"Back off!" Stanley yelled. "All of you, back off!"

The large man eased up his stance. "Best listen to him boys. I don't want you're friend to get hurt."

Billy exchanged a glance with Tommy. Tommy gave a slight nod and they both took a small step backward. That was all they'd give. Billy kept his eyes on Tommy, but Tommy was watching Kat. He'd trained her well enough by now that she would know what to do. All she needed was the right opportunity and she could get out of Stanley's grip herself. When Billy risked a glance at her he saw her face was calm, but there was still an obvious glint of fear in her eyes.

You can do this, Kat, he thought. Just remember what we taught you.

"Okay, Stan," the large man said. "You need to give these boys their girlfriend back."

"What are you going to do?" Stan shouted. "Sick that Terminator chick on me. I shot that bitch!"

The dark man laughed. "Dude, I don't know how to break this to you, but she was wearing a vest. All you managed to do is piss her off. If she comes over that hill before you give yourself up there's going to be a world of hurt for you."

"You can't do anything," Stanley said. "I have a hostage."

"Last chance, Stanley."

Billy tensed, worried this large man was going to do something to put Kat in danger, but Tommy was completely calm. He was looking at something over Billy's shoulder. Billy sensed a movement behind him. Someone else was there, someone Stanley hadn't seen yet.

"Never!" Stanley shouted and moved the gun to point at the large man.

Then everything happened at once. A large black figure surged forward from behind Billy and hit Stanley in the side. Tommy stepped forward in the same moment and grabbed Katherine, pulling her away as the other two went tumbling to the ground. The dark man rushed forward as the two struggled on the ground. Then the second black figure sat up, straddling the criminal, and put her gun to his head.

"Go ahead you goddamn bastard," she shouted. "Give me an excuse, I'll blow you're fucking brains out."

A chill went down Billy's spine. He knew that voice. He stepped forward as the man slapped cuffs on Stanley. The woman tossed her head back, pushing the stray brown hairs away from her face.

"Marcy?"

She turned to him suddenly and he knew it was her.

"Billy."

There was silence for several seconds. He didn't know what to say. What the hell was Marcy doing arresting people in the park?

Marcy let out a scoff. "This day just keeps getting better and better."

Haha! The first chapter in a new era! What do you think? My hungry ego would like to know!