Disclaimer: I don't own Power Rangers Time Force or Trip. I do own the mutant Intersepticore. I don't own Lera either; she belongs to LowVoice.

(A/N: I redid this fic. It was once called "The Fall of the Rangers" and it was my second fanfic but I didn't like it. LowVoice asked me to write a Fanfic for her using a character she created so I started to.

This evening however as I was trying to fix "TFotR" she came up with the idea that I combine the stories. So I did and this is what I got. I like this so much better. My writing skills have improved greatly since I started this soooooo long ago. I will most likely have chapters up faster since LowVoice is always asking for more.)

Not one of the humans noticed it. Not even the power rangers knew where the mutants hidden base was. The only ones who knew about it were the mutants themselves.

Inside the base it was quiet just like the dark and swampy outside. In the main room the pink hair mutant, Nadira, was once again doing her nails. Her father Ransik was searching through the freezers that contained arrested mutants that were being stored until their sentence had been served. Ransik stole them, along with a lot of other equipment, from Time Force headquarters. Frax was nowhere to be seen.

"Daddy," Nadira said in her extremely obnoxious voice. "We really have got to get rid of those rangers. They've been extremely annoying lately."

"I know my pet…I know," Ransik said walking over to her and patting her bright pink head. He then walked back over to the large freezers that contained the mutants. "But this time I have an idea. If we get rid of one ranger it might be enough to break them. They will eventually all fall apart and separate leaving us to take them down one by one…"

He pulled out a container looked at it carefully. He shook his head slightly and placed it back.

"But the one that we have to destroy has to be the peacemaker in their group. No one will bother stop the fights, that I am sure come to them from time to time, so they'll tear each other apart. That's when make our move destroy them."

Her eyes lit up and she smiled evilly.

"That just might work, daddy!" she said excitedly.

"Of course it'll work. I thought of it," he said smartly pulling out another container smiling slightly. "Now Nadira which one of the rangers seems to be the most peaceful and the weakest in the chain?"

She seemed to think for a second before she picked out the ranger her father was looking for.

"But Daddy isn't he a Xybrian? Doesn't that make up for being the strongest physically and aren't the rangers slightly more protective of him because of his weakness?"

"I know of his secret. I know of a way to make him the strongest of them all. Now as how to get to them, Nadira, I've already planned that out already. We know that the rangers keep in touch with the future somehow. Well I already called in a job to keep the other four occupied. I know they'll leave the green ranger to answer any calls."

Nadira looked slightly confused while Ransik looked please with himself.

Ransik, smiling maliciously, put the mutant container in the regenerator. The machine whirled for a few seconds and then out stepped a new mutant. He was around average height and had a humanlike build with long indigo hair that was spiked straight down. His skin had a slight orange tinge to iy and he wore baggy black jeans and a dull green tee shirt. A long silver chain hung round his neck, his feet were in a pair of clunky black boots, and his hands were in a pair of finger-less black gloves. He seemed to be around Trips age. He looked around for a few seconds then saw Ransik.

"Thank you for freeing me," the mutant said bowing low. "My name is Intersepticore and all my curses are at your service for freeing me. It gets quite dull in there…"

"I've heard of your doings from many. You were quite the legend back in the year 3000. Remarkable things you did…but what exactly are you able of doing?"

Looking pleases at that bit of information he stood and spoke, "I always wanted to go out with people still speaking my name. I am able to interrupt any message and create a new one in its place, which is practically undetectable. I specialize in new forms of technology of the mind and body."

"Good," Ransik said putting a hand on his new minion's shoulder. "I have plans that involve your powers Intersepticore."

He started laughing. Intersepticore looked around still smiling at Nadira who was till lounging in her chair who shared his matching grin.

Lera Smith didn't remember her home planet or even her birth parents, although she did have a worn picture of them that she always carried with her.

Her parents sent her away when she was still a child with her Aunt Rasha. They feared for her safety because of a prophecy made about a chosen one who would have powers that one could only dream of. Her parents knew that she was the chosen one and didn't want their untrustworthy government's hands on their daughter.

Rasha had taken her to the planet Earth in a small craft that was undetectable to her planet's radar. She was barely two. She never heard from her parents after that but her Aunt Rasha suspected that once the government officials found out about what they had done they were killed.

Lera often dreamed about what it would be like to have grown up on the planet Thista but knew she could never go back. Rasha often told her tales of how beautiful it was. It was much different than 21st century Earth. In Thista they had much more advanced technology and huge cities that made New York and LA seem like little walk through parks. The cities weren't even grounded and were up in the sky.

Rasha didn't even tell Lera about the reason that they were on Earth until she was seventeen. On her seventeenth birthday she explained about how she was the chosen one and how her parents gave their lives for her to live free. Lera always knew she was different from others besides being an alien. Rasha had home-schooled her so their secret of being aliens on the planet would be kept safe. Her powers hadn't manifested until two months after her birthday.

The reason they ended up on Earth was because Rasha had been in contact with its future government before they ran. They said that they would need their help and would give them safe passage to their planet. They promised that they would keep Lera safe and hidden until the time came where they'd use her gifts.

Three months after Lera's seventeenth birthday Rasha died.

She was old; almost one hundred and Lera was left alone. She ended up on the streets and worked part time in a music store. She loved to sing and listen to music so the job was perfect. When bars and clubs had karaoke nights with cash prizes she'd win almost every time. That's how she got money for food.

Her powers could be painful at times and it was hard to control them without someone to show her how.

Rasha had powers but they weren't as powerful as hers. You see her entire planet had powers to sense danger of only certain acts. For instance Rasha had the power to sense tornadoes, while her parents both had the power to sense weapons going off in close range. Lera's power was to sense all evil, all danger everywhere and she was also able to heal small injuries; anything larger than a small sprain took most of her energy and ever since Rasha died she didn't want to waste it.

Since so much crime occurred on Earth she sensed it all and sometimes it was too much for her to take and that's why she found a new joy to take her out of the painful real world…

Reading.

She loved to read and almost was always found with her nose in a book or wandering through the library. She loved the classics and would sit for hours drifting through the works of Shakespeare and chasing the words of T. S. Elliot. She wished that she could live in the world of such poetry.

All she owned was a small black backpack, which held her clothing, a small selection of CD's, a blanket, her CD player, and a small communication device from the future. She slept most nights in the Silver Hills Recreational Park. She thought they had the most comfortable wooden benches.

She was never truly acquainted to anyone from Earth so she didn't have many friends. She was quiet and most people that she worked with knew she was different. I mean how many people do you meet with bright pink hair and emerald eyes that almost glowed because they were so bright?

She was different in looks but if they knew the rest of her story would they truly understand. She never got close to anyone though and mostly only talked to herself only to hear a voice.

After Rasha died she never realized how lonely a person could be. She didn't realize that she could miss another being's contact so much. She often wondered if the future would contact her at all, but little did she know that they would be calling soon and she would meet a group of people that would change her life for good.

Trip was sitting up in the attic of the clock tower. Everyone was out doing odd jobs so he was in charge of the shop. They were expecting a call from the captain and he was there to answer it.

Circuit was recharging quietly in the corner while his master was hard at work on some new device. It looked like just a tangle of wires and metal but to Trip it must've been something more. The wires sparked causing the genius to jump and put down his screwdriver with a sigh.

"That wasn't supposed to happen," he muttered to himself trying calmly to cool the melting plastic.

Then the futuristic communicating device beeped signaling a call from the captain.

Trip wandered over to the keyboard and hit a few keys, resulting the captain's image to appear on screen.

"Good afternoon," the image said.

"Good afternoon, Captain," Trip greeted.

"Is Jen here?" the captain asked.

"No, everyone is out working," Trip said.

"Really? Why aren't you with them?"

"Because it's my turn to answer the holophone and I was working on a new defense mechanism to cloak our presence at the tower."

"They don't need your devices," Captain Logan spat out harshly. "They just probably don't want you to mess up. I mean you are the only ranger that has no talent."

Trip hadn't been expecting this at all and his voice caught in his throat.

"Captain, what…"

"Oh you didn't realize that already? I thought you were the smart one…" the captain said with a sneer. "They laugh at you behind your back Trip. They think you're a joke and are still amazed that you made it through training."

"No, that's not true," Trip said defiantly. "They're my friends and they wouldn't do that."

"I'm your captain. Would I lie?"

"No…but that can't be true." Trip shook his head. "It just can't be…I trusted them."

"Oh but it is," the captain said quietly. "You're just a stupid alien anyway. What good could you do for us humans besides taint our race? That's all the good you'll ever do us…"

The captain started to laugh.

Trip hit another button on the keyboard making the screen vanish.

Trip at for a moment with his hands holding his head up. His breathing was loud and harsh. He stood suddenly causing the bench to scoot back a few inches. He looked sharply to where Circuit perched making sure he was still charging. Then he took off down the stairs.

There were tears in his eyes and they were ready to fall. He heard a bell ring at the bottom signaling that someone had entered the shop. He didn't want anyone to see him like this, but he had to leave and the only way through that door.

He was running so fast on the descending steps that he fell down the last dozen. He rolled down the staircase noisily and hit the floor hard. He lay there for a moment hands over his hatless head.

He slightly noticed that a man wearing dark clothing was standing by the front desk.

"Woah…" a male voice said surprised by the Xybrian's entrance. "You okay Trip?"

Eric appeared at his side helping him stand but he just pushed him off holding his throbbing shoulder. His lip was bleeding and his pain filled eyes were still damp.

"I'm fine…" his voice was raw with hurt and anger. It was strange to both Eric and himself. For the short time the Silver Guardian leader had known the alien he'd never gotten truly angry with anyone.

"What's wrong Trip?" he asked seemingly concerned.

Trip was one of his favorite rangers. Ever since he protected that one mutant, Notocon, from Eric's own rage he felt that he knew him better. He felt that when Trip showed him that he was different that he had shared a deep secret with him.

Showed him he knew how it felt to be alone because they were different. With Eric it was because of his lack of money…with Trip it was because he was an alien.

With one flash of his gem he understood him.

"What is it?" he asked again. "Did something happen to the others?"

Trip opened his mouth and the anger seemed to fade from his eyes as tears once again flooded them.

"I…I…I can't stay here anymore," Trip stuttered and flung himself out the open door.

"Trip!" Eric called trying to chase him.

One thing that replaced the slight young man's lean frame was that he had plenty of speed. Even after falling down a flight of stairs he was faster than most. Eric chased him but eventually fell while trying to jump over a bush.

He called out for him again but the Xybrian wasn't turning back.

A/N: I you read the first one I have at the top of this you pretty much know what'll go down here. Please review!

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TheDudeLordOfFantasy a.k.a. Kathleen