Disclaimer: I do not own Power Rangers Megaforce. This story is fan-made.

Author's Note: This is not where the Megaforce series starts. If you want to read the series without getting lost, I suggest you read my stories in the order they appear:

No To Date Nights - The Party Night - Project Partners - Megaforce: Lives Behind The Masks - Prom Night - A Trip To Remember - First Meetings - Something She Loves – Protective Morans – Samurai In Harwood County – Rainy Days – Luck Had Nothing To Do With It – Ranger Support – Parents and Children – Hero Without The Spandex – Emma's Night – Emma's Mother – Bait And Switch – After Death – A Stormy Day – A Date For Tensou – A Mother's Advice – Mending Fences – Executioner Named Revenge –Those Three Words – On The Fourth Day – Babysitting – Tiger- A Fresh Start – On the Mountains – Looking Ahead – The Rangers' Recovery – Daughter's Nightmare – Megaforce: With Great Power –Cookies – The Babysitters: Jake and Gia – Better Off With The Burrows – A Hard Journey

Gia was out on the cliffs overlooking the ocean. It was just on the outskirts of Harwood County, though many considered the beach below to belong to the city.

She was alone as she looked out to the sea, and despite the peaceful surroundings she had a lot on her mind.

"Hey," she heard a voice but didn't need to turn around. She knew it was Troy. She had called him here. He took a seat next to her. "What's up?"

"How's Rebecca doing?"

It had been a few days since Rebecca had learned her father was dead. After she scared everyone by running off, she had come home and was finally settled in with her new family. Troy's parents were keeping busy with her, between meetings with child services and their lawyers, as well as driving Rebecca to and from grief counselling. Fortunately, it all seemed to be helping. In spite of everything she had been through, there was a little light coming back in her eyes, and Rebecca was starting to return to the fun, sometimes overly curious but very kind little sister the Rangers all knew and loved.

"She's doing great. Nights are hard still."

"They will be for a long time," Gia said. "Just stay with her, and get a nightlight."

"We got one for her already," Troy chuckled. "You'll be happy to hear she insisted on a yellow Ranger light when she heard the red sold out."

"Obviously. Yellow's amazing."

"Second to red."

"She wanted yellow, she just didn't want to hurt your feelings," Gia teased. Troy nudged her gently.

"So what did you want to talk about? I doubt you called me all the way out here to get an update on my sister."

"I've been having dreams lately," Gia said and turned to look at Troy. His face was serious and surprised when he heard what she said. He didn't need to ask. He knew what she meant.

"You too?"

"It's not like yours," Gia shook her head, "But they're reoccurring, they're vivid, and I just can't shake the feeling that something's up. And Emma, Jake, and Noah are all sleeping like babies I hear."

"So what are they about?"

"Just Vrak," Gia said. "I keep dreaming he's coming back. I know it's probably just my own worries playing up but… I can't shake it. I can't shake the feeling that we're not done."

"So you feel it too?"

"It's can't be true, though," Gia looked over to Troy. "I mean, you were there. You saw what happened. The three of us barely survived the ship blowing up, and we didn't have a massive, bleeding hole in our bodies. Vrak's dead. He's gone. He's got to be."

"Something is coming," Troy told her. "As much as I want this to be the end, I keep having dreams. Maybe that's what you're feeling."

"It's Vrak," Gia said. "I'm not just imagining it. My dreams are showing me Vrak for a reason. Is he really coming back?"

"I hope not," Troy answered her honestly, "but I have no idea what's going to happen. But we can beat him again. Just like last time."

"We killed him, Troy. He was dead. There's no way he survived. You can't tell me he made it out alive. If he's back… he's unstoppable."

"Nothing is unstoppable. We'll find a way. You have to believe."

"Believe in what? We kill him and we get peace for two months before he comes back?"

"Vrak can be stopped," Troy told her. "You just need to believe."

"In what?"

"Yourself. In the others."

Gia bit her lip and looked out to the ocean, "It wouldn't be fair, you know. Vrak gets two lives and my dad doesn't. What has Vrak done to deserve that? What did my dad do to deserve dying? He was a good guy. He never hurt anyone."

"Heaven is the home for angels," Troy said and looked to Gia, "If you believe in that. If your father really was good, and I do believe he was, maybe he didn't belong here."

"And what if I don't believe in Heaven? What if I think his life was just cut short and he got robbed? How can you justify what Vrak did then? My dad, a great guy, is fertilizer in the ground and Vrak's the one getting the second chance?"

"He'll get his comeuppance?"

"And if he never does?"

"He can't live forever. Alien species may outlive humans by centuries, but even they've got to die to. Vrak will leave behind anger, hate, and suffering. Your father will have left behind a legacy of hope, humility, and compassion for those who knew him, and for generations to follow."

"Who's to say he'll be remembered?"

"Will you ever let his memory be forgotten?"

"No."

"You're his legacy, Gia," Troy smiled. "Vrak may have killed him, but your father's living his second life through you. Trust me, Vrak can't win."

"I hope you're right," Gia whispered and looked out to the sea once more. "I hope I'm wrong and he never shows his ugly face again."

Troy nodded in agreement and looked out to the sea with Gia. It was then he noticed something approaching the Earth from space, and it was getting bigger and bigger every second. He realized it was headed straight for him and Gia. He grabbed her arm and pulled her up.

"We've got to go."

"What?"

"Now!"

"Troy, what's going on?" Gia asked but then she saw a shadow below her feet and her surroundings were dark. She looked up as a huge spacecraft hovered over her head.

Suddenly, they were surrounded by aliens that looked a lot like Loogies, but Gia and Troy knew they were a different species completely. Their bodies were a greyish red and they had metal helmets protecting their heads. Each of them pointed what appeared to be blasters at Gia and Troy.

"Dream come true?" Gia said to the red Ranger as the two stood back to back, looking over their opponents carefully to see if there was a way out.

"Unfortunately," Troy nodded. "I've seen these guys before. I don't know what they are or who sent them…"

"I have!" another alien dropped from the ship, but he seemed much bigger and stronger than the Loogie copy-cats. His armour was all white and looked rather large and bulky, but when he moved it was smooth and fluid.

"And you are?" Troy asked. He had seen the foot soldiers, but never this monster.

"I am the Messenger," the monster declared. "I have been sent by the Armada to prepare this planet for the coming invasion."

The Messenger held up a blaster. Troy whispered over his shoulder to Gia, "It's morphin time?"

"I… I don't have my morpher," Gia shook her head. "I tossed it."

"You… why?"

"I'm sorry. I'm new to this psychic thing," Gia muttered back. "And we haven't even established I am psychic."

"Where did you toss it?"

"Ocean."

"You… dammit, Gia…"

"X-Borgs!" the large alien cried, "Attack!"