In the years to come, he would not forget his first night in Kira's house. The relative silence of it all was stunning to him. The sounds he did hear were only those of the animals outside and the creaking of the wood as it settled. He buried his snout into the pillows and pulled the blankets over himself. It wasn't the luxury he remembered in the past of Anton's home, everything felt so new in that man's life, nothing had a past. But there was a past here though, these were all things his new host already had. If anything, that made him feel welcome.

His first week passed in relative peace and comfort. Mesogog was unused to such…well, quiet. He had tried to force himself on some form of schedule but when Kira noticed this she only told him to not and enjoy himself. He did not want to agree, but she was right. For the first week he was waking up in middle of the day and somewhat confining himself to his room, unused to the freedom. By the middle of the second week, he was rising earlier and earlier searching and hunting for something to do. He felt ready enough. Kira had left him well enough alone which he appreciated, and what she had him hired on for did not require him to be around every day.

The silence was good and warm. He listened to the house creak. He had learned nothing about his host the more he thought about it. He knew her father was a scientist and she was a ranger but it unsettled him that he still did not know precisely who he was dealing with. His brain worked much like it had in his days past. She was no longer a threat but he needed an understanding. How much had she heard from Doctor Kirby? What did she know about his problems? Psychologically, it seemed she knew much more than he. Mesogog was uncertain however, leaving the room behind to do simple tasks. He was looking around for the guards and cameras. He felt out of place in the world. It did not matter that there were aliens of all types living in the area now. He was never intended to exist. He was the thing that should not be.

Kira listened about her house. Her new guest was silent. She even forgot he was there more often than not. One morning, as she sat in her office she heard the gentle tread of the monster's feet, moving towards the kitchen. He paused briefly by her office door before continuing. She put her guitar down and crept to the door and peered out. The monster seemed to be intently contemplating a mug in his claws. She was fairly certain he had just woken up as he made no move to acknowledge her. The office door creaked a bit and his head snapped up to attention.

Kira jumped somewhat as he did as well, keeping his death grip on the mug.

"Good morning," she said not quite leaving the doorway. Mesogog nodded dumbly. He turned back to the cabinet looking for something.

"Safe assumption you were the one who put that tea…" Kira began. Again he nodded, grabbing a tea bag.

"Are you still…a little out of it?"

Again more nodding. She smirked and covered it with her hand and went back into her office. The sheer ludicrousness of the situation making her hold back a laugh.

Mesogog on the other hand, was particularly mortified. He did not know how to function. And his first week had made this very clear to him. If anything it drove the point home harder that he should not be here. He knew Kira was hiding a laugh, the woman was not very subtle. He sat on a chair at the small island in the middle of the kitchen, claws clicking on the porcelain mug, warm in his claws. He breathed deeply, waking himself up slowly.

Figuring out a kitchen, he thought, was a decent first step. He placed the emptied mug in the sink some time later. Mesogog sighed as he looked out the window into the yard beyond. He turned around and Kira was in the doorway. He gave a hiss of surprise. His sense of smell was no use here, this was her home, it smelled just like her always.

"I am…really sorry big guy!" Kira said, hands up a bit defensively, "You don't seem much of a morning person and I didn't wanna step on any toes earlier. You did look a little funny confused is all…anyways um…how are you feeling?" Kira was not entirely sure this would work. The monster shared some feelings or at least a vague, I am doing alright.

Mesogog was frozen across from her. Kira waited patiently.

"I am fine, just a little, off that is all. I am not sure what I am to be doing, or when Anton will need me again. I feel purposeless right now."

"Then call him, Anton is waiting for you to do so. When you get everything figured out with him, come find me, we can go over your schedule. Then, remember like I said in the hospital room, we have to talk about what happened in the past. I hate to put a lot on you at once but moving forward, we have to address it."

Mesogog nodded, he knew this was coming, somewhat dreaded it.

"We'll get you back on track, and everything will be figured out," The smile she gave him was a genuine one. Mesogog felt some of his own tenseness drop. None of the usual fear was leaching off Kira. The monster nodded and moved back upstairs.

Anton was particularly thrilled as he spoke. Mesogog was surprised by this…only until he realized Anton put a lot on hold until he had an extra pair of hands, his to be specific. The monster groaned internally. As far as Anton was concerned, Mesogog would be working with him almost every day. Something he knew would not sit well with Kira.

He found the woman in her library, lying on the couch, one leg dramatically hooked over the back of the couch, the other lying straight as she played with her phone.

"That was fast," she commented, not looking up from the game she was playing.

"Well, Anton is very excited to have me back…"

"Butttt?"

"He seems to think I am going to be there every day as he did not even mention in passing my duties for you…"

"Yeah nah, Anton and I are gonna have a nice long talk, big guy." Kira placed her phone down and gathered herself together, finally sitting upright properly and looking at him.

"Now…now we talk, Ms. Ford," he inhaled deeply, "Before you and Anton get deep into anything."

Kira was sharp with him in that moment. It was a distinctive change from the human he had gotten to know over his time in the SPD cell. She called him no little names, no little jokes. She grilled him on what he had planned to do to her, had he gotten the gem the first day he captured her. He answered as truthfully as he could remember. He told her everything he had told Doctor Kirby and she had seen and then some. He tried to make a few excuses here and there, Anton pushed me to this, to that at the beginning but quickly Kira would snap and bring him back.

She was holding him accountable. Just as Elsa had, she was having her turn.

Mesogog felt exhausted, recounting a few years worth of history to Kira. He found all he could say at the end was, "I am sorry. Ms. Ford, I am not going to be after you again, what is past is past."

Kira was calm now, "I believe you, I really do. And I want you to know, I will make sure Anton hears an earful from me. How you acted, that was all on you but, Anton did not take responsibility for what he did. He created you and then tried to get rid of you."

Mesogog nodded ever so slowly.

"We start over, starting today. Now I'm not about to plug your head full of information right now. Let's wait until tomorrow, go on, go outside, take a break," She said. The monster needed no further provocation. Kira rubbed her face on her hands, tired as well. It was just something else for her to add to her little pile of worries. She wondered what caused that abrupt change in Anton when Mesogog arrived in her home, part of her feared it was something he felt for a long time. But wouldn't have Mesogog sensed it? Wouldn't he have known? She thought to herself. Kira walked to her office, just in time to see the monster disappear into the woods.

She had a tracker, she could follow him, she knew that. She had a rough idea of where he went, it was never too far. Part of her wondered what he got up to within those woods but she thought to herself, alone with his thoughts for the first time in a long time.

Kira sat down at her desk, thumbed through her song notes and began to write.

Next morning, Mesogog sought her out again. Kira was walking from her office rubbing her eyes groggily. She asked for a few minutes before joining him in the library. She went into her sprawled position.

"Come on, sit down, I need to tell you everything you're doing for me, and what it all entails, if you're comfortable yet," Her voice shifted to its much more business like tone, much softer than yesterday's. It was odd to hear, but it was not a tone she used frivolously. Mesogog sat down in the arm chair somewhat across from her.

"Alright, well, its more or less simple, you're my body guard. I bring you to larger events, mainly in the area, and you're the wall between me and everyone else. You're large enough and scary enough that most people can and will leave us alone. Not the most mentally stimulating job I know but, simple enough," She began. Mesogog cocked his head to the side. There was something else, he figured.

"But, the following is very important, you're not just protecting me, you're with the band. Because of that, you have to get to know us all. You know enough about me but you don't know the others. By the end of this job, and your time staying with me, we'll have taught you enough about dealing with people. Who knows, you might even end up with three more allies!" Kira was smiling again.

"Is…is this a ploy…to teach me social skills?" Mesogog asked. Kira's grin remained fixed. Mesogog leaned back and crossed his arms over his chest.

"In all seriousness, you have to learn a bit more about the rest of us. They know you exist, they know I made a choice for a body guard that they have not seen. Its taken me quite a bit to keep them from just jumping on in here to visit. I will fill you in on what I can about them but you need to learn how to navigate them yourself. They need to trust you." The smile faded as she spoke, finally she added, "But most importantly…they don't know I was a power ranger. You're just an alien who saved me and we kept running into each other. We have a backstory to cover up the ranger stuff…and your former job as a supervillain. The fact you never showed your face publicly really works in your favor."

Mesogog growled softly to himself as he thought.

"More games we have to play?"

"Its all survival, remember that. We all carry our scars from our ranger days."

"Understood, Ms. Ford. Let me know when I have to meet them," He began to rise to return to his room.

"A week from today, I'm sure you'll find the bar…interesting."

Mesogog looked at one of the walls and selected a book, he turned to her and she was already beginning to sprawl back out on the couch.

"I think I may have had all the interesting I can handle, Ms. Ford," He muttered. She suppressed another chuckle as he left the room.

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"A bar, Anton, I am not sure how one handles oneself in a bar of all places," Mesogog said, turning around at his work bench. Anton groaned and dropped his shoulders a bit.

"Just…just roll with it. You go to a bar to drink and be social…I cannot help you with…"

"The entire point of me being here was originally to socialize me and rehabilitate me. I can socialize with people in this lab but I do not know about outside the lab…"

"You sit there with beer and pretend to be interested…how were you ever even a threat once?" Anton snorted. A bass angry growl from Mesogog sent Anton shrugging and getting back to work. Anton did watch his brother move about the lab. The monster seemed to be…slouching? He read his brother's emotions as confused and frustrated. The usual lab techs he worked with seemed to move away subconsciously.

Mesogog moved to sit in the hallway, away from the lab. Anton's own confusion at his frustration was making it a lot worse. He wished profusely he had taken another week to himself. It was much cooler and comfortable in the hall, easing some of his frustration. It let him think better. He was coming to terms with the fact he was dealing with anxiety.

He rubbed his eyes against the palms of his hands, breathing slowly before going back in. His lab techs gave a few concerned looks one or two asking if he was alright. Mesogog favored them with a few nods.

Anton stared at Mesogog as he came back. The monster was frustrated still but felt cooler. He felt it best to keep his mouth shut. He really could not help Mesogog in this matter.

Mesogog returned home that night still frustrated. He stopped on the front steps of Kira's house and gently fiddled with the key in his hand. It was slowly growing dark and he saw the library light blink on. He sat down and looked around. Anton had long since driven away leaving him in the silence. It was still early spring; the frogs in the area were beginning to sing their sharp little songs. He shut his eyes a moment to listen. Just listen.

Kira looked out the library window before she shut the shades over completely. She had not even heard Anton dropping the monster off. But there Mesogog was, sitting on the bottom step, his eyes shut. She hummed to herself, wondering if she should go out to him but she decided against it, reclining onto the couch, ear buds in her ears. She shut her eyes and listened.

She did not hear him come in but she felt him move by her. She turned the music down and opened one eye. He sat in the arm chair, his own eyes shut.

"Hey," she said gently, catching his attention. He slowly looked down to acknowledge her.

"You alright?" she asked.

"Of course, why would I not be?" he snapped. Kira shrugged and put her ear bud back in and shut her eyes again. He got up to move into the kitchen to eat. As Anton said, the monster devoured a slab of red meat raw. He wanted to tell Kira about his fear of simply meeting these other people. What would they even think about him? Would it be rejection? Mesogog was not sure he was ready to face it all quite yet. Kira found him and did give him news that set him at ease.

"Christ, big guy, almost forgot," She said, leaning on the door frame looking into the kitchen, "Dr. Kirby called. He doesn't have your new cellphone number. I gave it to him but said you were with Anton. He says call him back, leave him a message whenever and he is free most of this week."

"Really?" Mesogog straightened up, eyes seeming a bit brighter.

"Yep, he did, enjoy your food," she disappeared back towards the library.

"Ms. Ford, a moment," He began stepping after her. Kira stopped and looked over her shoulder.

"Thank you," he said.

"Just doing my best to look out for you, finish up you look like you need a rest!" She favored him with a smile. Mesogog felt some more unease disappear. Maybe it would not hurt to tell her more. But not now, now she was right, he needed rest.

Hello everyone! Welcome to the next big piece of Hybrid Theory! Fission will still be updating as well as two smaller one shots will be added to explain some events referenced here in this fic! When those are up they'll reference which chapters they refer too! Enjoy the ride everyone!

Signing off!

Ptera