((I do NOT own any of the characters here. Disney does, and if I did, Trent and Kira would've been the next Tommy and Kimberly...mmm...maybe not, but they would've had a relationship going!

Also, this story takes place sometime after Copy That, but before Triassic Triumph.))

Lost With White

Part 1

It had been a wild ride for the White Ranger, Trent Fernandez. He had become an evil ranger, fought the rangers and defeated them on several occasions, found out his own father was the rangers' enemy, Mesogog, and he even joined with him! But he knew now, since he became good, thanks to his father Anton Mercer, it all had payed off. But now...not so much. He had been told to wash the zords, and for the two hours he had been working, he barely even finished the Stegozord's leg! Trent was in the Brachiozord, doing so. The white ranger stood on a ladder, keeping a wet sponge and bucket of soapy water with him. He scrubbed the leg tirelessly, wanting to get the work done. He stopped for a moment, then wiped the sweat off of his forehead with the palm of his good unmoist hand.

"I can't believe I got stuck washing all the zords..." Trent grumbled under his breath. "Sometimes, I wish my dad didn't do what he did..."

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In Mesogog's lab, it had been very dark and damp, not that it wasn't already. But now was that time, where it reached an all-time creepy. Mesogog was busy watching Trent watching his "son" wash the zords he got stuck washing. The lizard tapped his claws at the armrests of the throne he sat on most of the time. Soon, a figure wearing heavy armor carrying a blue crystal sword walked up to Mesogog, and bowed to him.

"Lord Mesogog." the figure greeted.

"Zeltrax..." Mesogog hissed. "You have failed me at ending the White Ranger's miserable existence. What do you think needs you now?"

"I have a plan." Zeltrax answered.

"I'm listening..." Mesogog replied in a low voice.

Zeltrax went up to a laboratory desk with several beakers and test tubes filled with liquids."You see, sire," the general started. "Before the White Ranger was turned...to the side of good, I was able to get a piece of his ranger DNA." He held up a tube, containing a white liquid with streaks of black and red.

Mesogog hissed in approval. "I'm liking what I'm hearing so far." he hissed as he approached Zeltrax, looking at the project.

"With the DNA, I was able to create a being of unparallel terror." Zeltrax continued. "Observe." He pointed to the Hydro Regenerator, as Mesogog looked into that direction. Zeltrax flipped a switch, and the inside of the regenerator filled with a yellow green smoke. The door soon opened, and out emerged a monstrous being. It looked like somewhat of a dinosaur, with the colors of the White Ranger. In the center of its body was a blue sac, that looked somewhat like a horn sticking out.

"The White Terrorsaurus." Zeltrax introduced.

"Ah...very impressive, Zeltrax." the evil dinosaur commented. "Well done. And I have a plan of my own. Trent Mercer says sometimes, he didn't wish his dad did what he did...I can fix that for him. And this time...there will be no mercy..."

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Trent still was busy cleaning the zords. He didn't even notice Conner, Ethan, and Kira entering the Brachiozord.

"Hey, Trent!" Kira the Yellow Ranger called.

The White Ranger was startled by this, and fell off the ladder, landing right on his back! Kira sighed, and helped Trent to his feet.

"Thanks." Trent said.

"So, how's it goin'?" Conner the Red Ranger asked.

"Eh, could've been better." The White Ranger answered.

"These are rules for ya." Ethan the Blue Ranger stated.

"I haven't even got the Stegozord done!" Trent exclaimed.

The three first Dino Rangers shared a laugh, until all of their bracelets went off. Conner held his to his mouth to talk into it.

"What's up, Dr O.?" Conner asked.

"Guys, it looks like Mesogog sent a new monster downtown." A manly voice answered. "He doesn't look like a joke either."

"We're on it." Conner answered, before all four of them left the Brachio and out of the holding bay.