A/N: Alright, although this is something of a Halloween story, I am confident it will probably extend beyond the day itself. However, I do have some stuff I really want to put into it. Hope you enjoy it, Happy Halloween folks!

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

Rating: T-May be some mild adult themes.

Mia was in her room, looking out her costume for the Rangers' Halloween party. Mentor Ji had wondered about the idea of a party at first, Mike had come up with the very good point that if the Gap Sensor did go off, then as young adults, they would likely draw MORE attention to themselves if they rushed around in the city without Halloween costumes. It was a complete excuse, but Mentor Ji had finally relented, and agreed that once they had finished training for the day, and completed their chores, which took a lot less time for most of them since Kevin was doing all the chores for the next month after his recent behaviour, that they could do as they wished and have their party.

She pulled the dress out of the box, and smiled. It hadn't taken her long to choose what to be for Halloween, she had dressed as the same character virtually every year since she was five years old. She started to unbutton her blouse, just as Kevin knocked on the door and came in.

"You finished quickly." She commented.

"I had to." Kevin told her. "Look, can we talk?"

She knew this was coming, she had seen the way he was acting uncomfortably all day. Between training and chores, this was really the first chance he'd had to get Mia on her own. She turned back to him and crossed her arms across her chest.

"Alright." She put down flatly. "What do you want to say?"

Kevin knew what he wanted to say, but thinking about it, it just sounded so lame. After what he had said to her, and the way he had run off and put himself needlessly in danger, sorry didn't seem to be in the same galaxy as good enough. Unfortunately, he had no idea what was good enough, and it was the only place to start.

"Mia, I'm really sorry about what I said." Kevin began. "About Aaron I mean. It was so far out of line...if you never want to speak to me again I'll understand."

"Kevin, you had just proposed to me, and then you accused me of wanting to get back with Aaron." Mia told him. "Do you have any idea what that did to me?"

"I know, I'm sorry, there's no way I can...all I can say is sorry." He told her. "I love you, and I'll do whatever it takes to make it up to you, even if you can't...even if it means we aren't together anymore."

"So that's it is it?" She asked him. "Your MO is to just give up?"

"Mia..."

"Kevin, I love you too." She replied. "What you did hurt, it hurt a lot, and it'll be a while before I can forget it, but I'm not willing to lose what we have over it."

"Mia, you have no idea..." His words were cut off as he closed in to try and kiss her, but she held her hands in his chest, stopping him.

"I'm still angry, and I need to straighten things out before I'm not." She explained.

"I know what I did to you was unforgiveable." He replied.

"You still don't get it do you?" She asked him. "Kevin, what you said hurt, but what was worse was not knowing where you had gone. I didn't know if you were in danger or not. Then when I heard what you were doing, can you imagine what that put me through?"

He looked to her and shook his head sadly.

"You can't deal with things on your own. That's part of what being a couple is all about." She reminded him. "I know the Olympics was your dream. I understand that it's been a huge part of your life. But it isn't all that's in your life."

She smiled at him.

"I'm in your life too." She told him. "What's important to you is important to me. If you had come to me, just talked to me, then maybe all this could have been avoided."

"So...I'm forgiven?" He asked her hopefully.

"I'll let you know." She replied, handing him a costume box. "I still need to think of how I intend to get you to make up for being such a jackass."

"I suppose that's fair." Kevin sighed, putting the box down on the bed. He then opened it, and let out a little laugh. "Although, I think this might be payback enough."

"You thought wrong." Mia told him, pulling her costume out of the box and heading to the en-suite. "Besides, if we are together, don't you think our costumes should match?"

As she closed the door, Kevin pulled a set of tights out of the costume box and sighed.

"Only for you Mia." He said, shaking his head. "Only for you."

Meanwhile, over in the Dark Zone, deep within the Netherworld, Dayu rounded a cliff, keeping cover behind some rocks. She had heard some commotion, and knowing that the Feast of the Fallen was due to take place tonight, she figured that any congregation of Nighlocks was likely to indicate a way to get to it.

In the last day, she had only just found out about the true nature of The Dark Zone, that it was the realm of the fallen Nighlocks, and she had found out that once a year a castle would appear, and they would go there to feast to honour those that fell in battle to the Samurai. Although she could guess that as a living Nighlock, she would be taking a huge risk trying to attend, she felt that she had to. If there was even a chance she could see Dekker again, even for one night, she would gladly take any risk.

An incredibly ancient Nighlock, a massive creature some eight feet tall, and heavily muscled, towered over the crowd, calling them all to order. He was wearing dark armour of black metal, trimmed in bronze, etched with evil runes. Across his back, there was a shield, the size of a man, also made of black metal and trimmed in bronze, bearing a coat of arms. A purple cloak billowed out from behind him in the breeze.

His head was that of a lion, with a huge, proud mane of blazing red fur. He had bright yellow eyes, and huge fangs. He drew his sword, holding it overhead as he addressed the assembled Nighlock.

"I call all who have given their lives in honourable battle to attention!" The Lion Nighlock began in a massive, booming voice that silenced them all with a single sound. "Millennia ago, we Nighlock walked the Earth, and the Netherworld freely, the dominant species on the planet! Humans cowered in fear and fell to their knees before us!"

All the Nighlocks hung their heads, mourning the loss of their glory days.

"I was the very first Nighlock King!" He declared proudly. "I ruled over the Netherworld and the Earth. Some plucked up the courage to face me, but all fell to my blade until one fateful day, when finally one managed to best me. His blade failed to penetrate my armour as all forged by man have failed to do so, but this man was strong, and he found my one weakness, breaking my neck with his bare hands!"

The Nighlock all murmured something as they fell to one knee in reverence.

"I was the first Nighlock to be sent to The Dark Zone." He continued. "And it was on this very night, all those years ago. Since then, more have joined me here, but on this night, we celebrate our fighting spirit and courage."

He pointed his sword to the sky, and an energy bolt shot out of it, at which a massive gray cloud formed in the black sky. A few moments later, the cloud formed into a castle, floating miles above their heads.

"On this night, we honour those who made the ultimate sacrifice in the war against the humans." He declared. "Let the feast BEGIN!"

The Nighlock all cheered as they leapt into the air, landing on the cloud supporting the castle. Dayu watched for a little while, making sure they filed into the castle, before following them.

Landing on the cloud, she was confronted by two mooger guards. One of them was holding a list. It looked to the list, then to the other and shook its head as they spoke in the garbled speech that only they and Nighlocks understood. Her name wasn't on the list. She just reached to her Harmonium, her hand tightening around the head of the instrument.

"Tonight, you make an exception." She told them. The two moogers rushed her, but she reacted too quickly, drawing her broken blade, and knocking both of them off the cloud. She watched them fall, before a thought occurred to her. If they were here, then that meant they had already been destroyed. She had no idea if they could be destroyed again, and even then, would they reappear in The Dark Zone?

"I guess I'll just have to be quick." She commented, walking into the castle, stepping on the discarded list as she went.

Back in the Shiba House, Mentor Ji was sitting in the main room, wearing a white suit, with a black silk shirt, and his hair was slicked back. Mike had managed to talk him into joining in the fun of the party, and so he had opted for a "Saturday Night Fever" costume. He looked to the door as Jayden walked in, and smiled.

"Ah, Lord Nelson I presume." Mentor Ji said with a smile, seeing that Jayden was dressed in an ancient British Naval admiral's uniform. Jayden just nodded.

"It's the only thing I could think of that accommodates this." He replied, gesturing to the sling. Mentor Ji just nodded in understanding.

"I'm sure it won't be much longer until you can return to light exercise." He answered. "From what I can see, your wound is healing well."

"I just wish it wasn't taking so long." Jayden said with a little nod. "I mean, this is the longest I've been out of training."

"Well, just consider yourself lucky." Serena stated as she came into the room, carrying a couple of bowls of chips. She was wearing an orange jump suit, with a prisoner identification number across the back, and repeated on the left breast. "Considering what I went through, I'd have taken a sword through the shoulder any day."

"Now, let's not get into comparing scars." Mentor Ji chuckled. "I'm sure Emily would have you both beat hands down."

"You'd be surprised." Serena answered as she sat down, taking a chip and getting some sour cream dip. "Despite being so accident prone, that kid seemed to bounce more than she broke."

"Speaking of bouncing..." Jayden said, pointing to the doorway. Right then, Emily walked in, wearing a bright pink bunny outfit, completed by having painted her nose black, and whispers on her cheeks. Her expression though said she was somewhat less than happy.

"Aw, look at the cute little bunny!" Serena giggled as Emily sat down, crossing her arms over her chest defensively and sulking.

"I forgot alright?" She said a little bad-temperedly. "By the time I got to the costume store, this was all they had left!"

"Aw Emily, its great." Jayden assured her.

"It's not even a real bunny." She whined. "They didn't even have one in a realistic colour. Instead I'm wearing Mia's colour."

"It'll teach you to pick your costume in good time next year." Antonio's voice stated, causing all of them to look all around, trying to locate where he was.

"Antonio?" Jayden asked. "Where are you?"

Just then, he dropped down from the ceiling, landing a little way off and striking a pose. He was wearing a long, thick, white hooded robe, with brown canvas trousers, and a pair of boots. He had a wide leather belt, and leather shoulder pads strapped on, and large, leather bracers on each arm.

"Uh...Antonio?" Jayden asked. "What are you wearing?"

"Isn't it obvious?" He asked. The others just shook their heads.

"A monk?" Serena asked.

"A monk with a leather fetish?" Jayden guessed next.

"I'm Ezio Auditore!" Antonio told them. They just continued to stare blankly at him. "From Assassin's Creed II?"

Just then, Mike ran in, performing a skilful wall-flip, before landing and striking a pose. He stopped and looked to Antonio aghast. Both of them were dressed in virtually the same way.

"Dude, you're Ezio too?" Mike asked him.

"Alright, this is embarrassing." Antonio sighed. "Alright, one of us will need to change."

"Well I'm not changing." Mike said flatly. "I planned this costume months ago!"

"Alright." Antonio sighed, before taking off one of his bracers and his shoulder pads.

"OK, so...that's changing?" Jayden asked. Mike just nodded.

"Yeah, now he's Altair." He just saw them all still staring in confusion. "From the original Assassin's Creed?"

"OK, I think you guys need to realise not all of us are obsessed with video games." Mia commented as she came in. The Rangers all looked at her, seeing her standing before them in a tattered pink dress, with a grimy white apron over it.

"OK, so you are definitely a sucker for Cinderella." Mike remarked. She just smiled in response and shrugged.

"What can I say? It's my favourite story." She said as she looked around. "So when's dinner going to be ready?"

"It's all in the oven." Antonio assured her. "All low maintenance stuff so we can all be here enjoying the party."

"So where's Kevin?" Emily asked. Mia just looked around, realising he hadn't come out of the room with her.

"I'll be right back." She told them. She went into her room. "Kevin!"

"Mia, I just had to adjust..."

"Kevin come on!" She said a little more sternly. A short time later, she dragged Kevin into the room. He was wearing a pair of black boots, and white tights, over which was a blue tunic, patterned with white thread, with a coat of arms on the chest. He had a belt, which was holding a plastic sword, and a black hat with a large feather in it. Seeing him, Emily started to giggle. Mike wasn't far behind her, holding her.

"OK, so it finally happened." Jayden sniggered. "It looks like Mia finally found her Prince Charming."

Meanwhile, in the castle within The Dark Zone, Dayu made her way carefully through the halls, trying not to draw any attention to herself as she looked around. She made her way to a balcony overlooking the main ballroom.

She could hardly believe what she was seeing. Tables erected all around the hall groaned under the weight of a veritable mountain of food, and wine flowed freely, served by mooger servants, while a band also made of perished moogers provided the entertainment.

She saw many Nighlocks she recognised, indeed this year a number of new Nighlocks had been added to the "guest list". In one corner, Splitface was regaling Doubletone with the tale of how he had met his end at the claws of the newly repaired Clawzord.

She didn't care what else was going on though; all she was here for was to find Dekker. If she could confirm that he was here, that he resided in The Dark Zone now, then that would mean it was possible to still have the man she loved so much, she had sold her soul just for the chance to see him one more time.

"This music stinks!" She heard a voice state a little way from her. "And this food? Well at least the wine is alright."

She recognised the voice, and knew it was Negatron. She would recognise that blowhard's insults anywhere. She made her way back downstairs, looking around to find him. Negatron's biggest strength was also his biggest weakness. He never could shut his mouth.

She made her way around behind him, grabbing him and yanking him into a side corridor out of sight.

"Hey what gives?" Negatron yelled, before he saw her. "Hey Dayu, what did you do? Bore yourself to death with your awful music?"

"That's none of your concern." She told him. "I'm looking for Dekker."

"Oh, that's just too precious. You're still pining after him even after you bit the big one?" He asked her. "That's so sad and pathetic, it's almost funny. Why don't you just get some wine...?"

She drew the blade from her Harmonium and pressed it under his chin.

"I'll ask one more time." She told him. "Where is Dekker? Have you seen him?"

"Oh please, what do you think that will do?" Negatron asked her. "I've been beheaded twice since I got here! We're all dead remember?"

"It might not kill you, but I'm sure I can make you hurt." She growled. "Now, have you seen Dekker?"

"Alright, let's not get too hasty." He answered. "Dekker's not here."

"He's not here?" Dayu asked him. "But...I thought all Nighlock came here."

"He wasn't on the list." Negatron told her. Dayu just pressed the blade into his chin a little more forcefully.

"That's impossible!" She snapped. "I watched him fall myself!"

"You really aren't the sharpest tool in the shed are you?" He asked her. "All Nighock that fall in battle to the Samurai come here. He's not on the list because he didn't make the entry requirements!"

"Wait, that means..." She gasped, her blade slipping from his chin. "Dekker's alive?"

Just then, there was a commotion in the main hall. The whole castle shook as the booming voice of the first Nighlock King rang out.

"What do you mean there's a living Nighlock here?" He roared. Dayu suddenly had a horrible thought. Negatron had said that fallen Nighlock could not die again. Her fear was confirmed, the moogers she had cast off the cloud had returned. Negatron looked to her as he heard this.

"You!" He roared. "She's here! Come quick, the party crasher's here!"

With that, Dayu shoved Negatron into the first of her pursuers to come around the corner, before taking to heel and running.

As she got to the gate, cutting down Doubletone as he tried to tackle her, she got out onto the cloud, but something slipped under her foot, causing her to fall. She looked to see that it was the invite list. Hearing the others getting closer, she just snatched it up and leapt off the cloud.

She ran as fast as she could, dodging attacks all the way, until she finally crossed the border out of The Dark Zone. She turned to see several Nighlocks bounce back off an invisible barrier as they tried to follow her. It seemed that the fallen Nighlock could not leave, something she was thankful for.

Finding her way to a cave for cover before she could be found, Dayu checked the list. There were thousands of names, more than she could count, but as she looked it over and over, she confirmed one thing that made her heart soar. Dekker's name wasn't on the list. She didn't know where he was, or what state he was in, but that didn't matter right now. All that mattered was that he was alive.