Power Rangers Mystic Knights, episode 3:

Two months later…

He slept soundly. It wasn't really surprising though, since Kaz could sometimes be a deep sleeper. But since it was a Sunday (specifically the Sunday before Labor Day), he could sleep in without much problem. He actually looked peaceful while sleeping and not a slob like many a college student trying to catch a few "Z's". Okay, he is a bit of a slob, his comforter and sheets messed up. But, other than that, he looks like an angel… if he believed in those things. His room was actually pretty neat for a college student. But then again, it is early in the semester.

It was hard to imagine just two months ago he was wearing a silly, red-colored spandex suit fighting monsters called Skull Soldiers and the long-sealed ancient British warlord Vortigern. Had he not been on that golf outing, things would have been way different and he would have been taken hostage just like their classmates. Instead, he ended up running into some nearby woods with four others and happened upon some stone swords. Well they pulled them out, they turned into real swords and they became superheroes or something like that. But now, he just wanted to get some sleep.

Of course, you know how college students are.

An air horn snuck in there right near his ear. He slept soundly, oblivious to what was about to happen.

BEYOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRNK!

Kaz practically jumped out of bed like a cartoon character, falling on the floor. His ears were ringing loudly and they hurt so damn much. He couldn't even hear Javier laughing at him as he struggled to recover from that very rude awakening. Rubbing his ear, he alleviated some of the pain on the outside but the ringing on the inside wouldn't go away. Eventually he did see Javier laughing at him and in a fit of understandable rage, he got up and attacked Javier. "You fucking ASSHOLE! He shouted. "I could have gone deaf because of that!"

"Chill out dude!" Javier stupidly replied. "It was just a joke!"

"I could lose my hearing no thanks to you!" He shouted as he tried to punch Javier. Javier kept laughing as Kaz ran him out of the room and into the kitchen of their apartment in the Towers at Knights Plaza. Their roommate watched in shock as the two took their scuffle into the kitchen. He already had enough.

"Hey! Cut it out, you two!" He said. Kaz, who had Javier in a headlock, looked at his roommate and then let go of Javier. "What did you do this time, Javier?"

"I blew and airhorn in his ear," he said. The roommate sighed in annoyance and shook his head with his face in his hand.

"You idiot," he said. "Javier, you're going to blow his hearing out if you do that."

"You're no fun anymore," said Javier. He said this while Kaz went back into his room while rubbing his ears. Javier was going to be the death of him.

He took his time showering and getting dressed. He didn't need to worry about it, since there were no classes today. When he got out he walked over to the little shrine on the shelf in the kitchen. He clapped his hands and held them together, bowing and saying a silent prayer to the gods and his ancestors. He ignored Javier and their roommate and concentrated on his prayer. Javier had tried to convert him to Catholicism during their freshman year but Kaz turned him down several times. Eventually he had to put Javier in a head lock and Javier agreed to stop. Of course, that was early in the school year and Javier eventually came to tolerate his roommate's Shinto beliefs.

Kaz finished his prayer and went straight for the cabinets, looking for breakfast. The cabinets were filled with a standard college student breakfast—cereal. The choices were Lucky Charms, Frosted Flakes or Chocapic (cereal from Mexico). Frosted Flakes it is. The sound of corn flakes filling the bowl was the only sound in the 4-person apartment. The 4th roommate was nowhere in sight. He's probably asleep.

Breakfast was mostly eaten in silence, save for the clanging of spoons on the bowls and soft chewing. Their roommate (whose name was Taylor) was reading, which was part of his homework assignment. Kaz didn't have any homework for Labor Day weekend, so he didn't read, and neither did Javier. The silence was not uncomfortable. It was just the silence of a morning where neither of them had anything to talk about. Kaz did get a text from his girlfriend Yumi Nakajima though, which kind of distracted Javier and Taylor. The text said that she was busy (kind of strange on a Sunday) and wouldn't be able to spend time with Kaz for the day. Don't worry, she'll make an appearance.

Eventually, one of the doors opened and the fourth roommate made his debut. He walked over to Taylor and wrapped his arms around his neck. That's right, they're gay. He played with Taylor's spiked hair until they heard Kaz and Javier clear their throats, telling them to knock it off. Neither of them are homophobes or against homosexuality, they just don't want to see that. Of course, if they bring a girl (which includes Yumi) in they can't make out with her in the kitchen, so the rule goes both ways.

"I'm gonna go wash my eyes out now," said Javier.

"I think I'll go to the Student Union," said Kaz. "I think they're open now."

"Aw, don't leave!" said Taylor's boyfriend. "There's always room for more!" He's teasing them. He knows Kaz loves Yumi so he's not going to try and seduce him. He only teased him like that to get a reaction out of him. "Besides, why don't you just go to Barnes & Noble, they're much closer!" Of course, Kaz wasn't all that happy and just walked out of their apartment.

Being September in Orlando, it was pretty hot. Kaz realized Taylor's boy toy must have been right in suggesting he go to Barnes & Noble instead of going to the Student Union. In fact, that's exactly what he did, turning towards Barnes & Noble instead.

Getting into the bookstore felt very refreshing. It's bloody hot out there, so any air conditioning would be fantastic. He already had his textbooks, so why would he get them? Might as well look at some manga. Heading over to the manga section, he came across a familiar sight. "Aren't you Richard Lewis?" he asked.

Richard turned around. "Kaz McDonough," he said, "Fancy seeing you here."

"Same to you," said Kaz. "What are you doing here?"

"Looking for some more Arthurian books," said Richard. "I don't have enough."

"I see," said Kaz. "You're obsessed with that stuff. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to get some Zelda stuff." He walked away and Richard shook his head at Kaz.

Browsing the manga section, he saw some pretty crappy titles so he left and went to the literature section instead. Just because he's a borderline otaku doesn't mean he can't like some good books. Checking out the Mark Twain he got a little distracted. But then again, that's the point of going to a bookstore, getting lost in the sheer number of books there are. Anyway, he was browsing the literature section when he felt his phone go off. Thinking it was Yumi, he took it out of his pocket. He was surprised to see the text message say,

"COME."

He reacted with confusion. The phone didn't say who it was from. He turned on his text and wrote, "WHO ARE YOU?" Seconds after sending the text, his phone chimed again.

"FIND ME AND YOU WILL SEE," it said. Then he got another text, showing some directions. "LEAVE THE CAMPUS." Okay, now this was weird.

Looking around, he decided to leave. He left, tugging the bill of his Dr Pepper ballcap over his face and left the bookstore. He did not notice Richard follow him, a confused look on his face, too.

He walked over to the parking garage where his car, a Toyota Prius, was. He thought he was alone, until he noticed Javier. "What are you doing?" He asked.

"I was about to ask you the same thing," said Javier.

"I'm going off-campus," said Kaz. He wasn't about to say he got a strange text, there was no way.

"So am I," said Javier. "I just got a strange text that said, 'COME'."

"You too?" Kaz asked. He wanted to stop himself, but the cat was out of the bag. Javier knew that he got the same message.

"You want to take the same car?" he asked.

"Sure." They both got in, Kaz driving and Javier giving directions. They left the campus, following the directions that the text messages gave them. The messages were mysterious and in the form of riddles. Including them all would be insane. But, we can provide an example. "What does it say now?" Kaz asked.

"It says, 'get off on the Drive of the World and go to the Drive that is at the Center of the World. What the hell does that even mean?"

"Drive of the world?" Kaz asked, trying to confirm the question. Javier nodded his head and Kaz tried to think about what it was talking about. It can't mean Disney World, since the Central Florida Greenway doesn't even go to Disney World. It had to be—"International Drive!"

"International Drive?" Javier asked.

"It's the only option," said Kaz. "And Center of the World has to be World Center Drive."

"So we have to get off at International Drive?" Javier asked. "What exit is that?"

"Probably exit 6," said Kaz. "We probably have to merge onto World Center Drive."

"Okay," said Javier. "If you ask me, we shouldn't be driving for so long."

They got off, took the exit to International Drive and merging onto World Center Drive. They followed the cryptic directions a little more, trying to get to wherever the hell they were going. It was difficult taking the time to decipher the clues, anyway. When they got to the Irlo Bronson Highway, the text read, 'FIND THE WHITE CASTLE'.

"White Castle?" Kaz said. "There's no White Castles here!"

"I don't think they mean the restaurants," said Javier.

"Well then what do they mean, the only White Castle in this area I can think of is—" Suddenly, his face became one of realization. "You have got to be kidding me."

"What?" Javier asked.

"I can't believe it," said Kaz.

"WHAT?" Javier practically shouted. It was then that Kaz pointed at a large, white-colored structure that even Javier had to recognize. "You have got to be kidding me. Medieval Times?"

"It's the only explanation," said Kaz.

"You gotta be kidding me, is it even open?" Javier asked.

"There's only one way to find out," Kaz said as he parked the car, unbuckled his seatbelt and got out, Javier following. Walking up to the big building, they noticed some familiar faces. "Jen? Simone? Richard? What are you doing here?"

"I don't know," said Jen. "We got some texts telling us to come here." Kaz and Javier looked at each other, realization hitting them. "You got them too, didn't you?"

"Yeah," said Kaz. "What is this, some kind of promotion? If it is, it sucks!"

"This is no promotion," said Richard. "I don't think any of us signed up for text alerts. If we did, it would have been just ticket deals instead of directions."

"Can we just go in?" said Simone.

"Okay!" said Kaz. "Come on, let's get inside."

Walking up to the entrance, they had a slight feeling of nervousness. If the place was closed, then it wouldn't really matter. Of course, there was the problem of if they did get in the building; wouldn't they be arrested for trespassing or breaking and entering? Wanting to be sure, Kaz slowly reached for the door. He looked behind him to silence any attempts to make him go faster. This thing needed to take time. He gripped the door handle, took a deep breath and effortlessly opened the door. Well, that was easy. He turned to the rest of the group, shrugged, and walked in, the others following.

Inside, they marveled at the medieval objects on the walls. There was also a recreation of a medieval village, but that wasn't staffed at the moment. Kaz looked at some swords and Richard got a glance of some nasty-looking axes. To make it seem like they hadn't been brought by mysterious text messages, Simone went looking for the restrooms. It's a good idea.

"Excuse me!" Sure enough. An employee came out to confront them. "What are you all doing here?"

"We were just driving back from a day trip," said Kaz. "Our friend is in the restroom." Right on cue, Simone stepped out, pretending to wash her hands.

"Alright then," he said. "Just don't stay too long." With that, he left, leaving the group alone.

"Jeez," said Javier. "We almost got in—WHOA!" He lost his footing and tripped against the wall. Well, whatever happened he must have pressed something because a door opened right near him.

"Where did that come from?" asked Jen.

"I say we find out," said Kaz. Jen rolled her eyes and followed him. Richard, Javier and Simone followed.

The stairway was dark and dingy, like an old castle or cave. A soft glow could be seen at the end of the tunnel, most likely from candlelight. The group continued down the stairs until they reached the room they were going to. Their collective jaws dropped when they saw what met them.

It was a spacious room. The floor had a triple spiral symbol carved into it. There was a good-sized cauldron at the head of the room. It was filled with several strange and mystical-seeming items. A closer look at the floor showed what seemed to be minor scorch marks or something like that. A book filled with strange print was opened to a page showing a dragon on it. There were knives, chalices, wands, staffs, all sorts of magical items.

"Looks like some kind of ritual space," said Jen.

"How do you know that?" asked Simone.

"Just a guess."

Kaz didn't really pay attention to them and just looked around. He wondered just how something like this could be under Medieval Times and no one would ever notice it. That's when he came across a hooded figure. Noticing the figure, the others also recoiled. "How are you?" He asked.

The figure turned around. They couldn't see their eyes until a pair of arms came out from the sleeves and pulled the hood down.

The group was amazed when they saw her. She wasn't much older than they were. She had sort of a pale complexion. She was stunning, enough that Jen was envious of her looks (Simone was not). Her brown hair flowed down her back and her green eyes stared at them, framed by a slender face. "What are you doing here?" She asked, almost in an accusing manner. "This is a sacred chamber. I suggest you leave."

"Um, we were brought here by strange text messages," said Kaz. "I was wondering if you knew anything about them." The girl's face turned from angry to jovial in that instant.

"Oh, you got my messages!" She said. "I've been waiting for you."

"Okay, that's nice and all, but who are you?" Simone asked as the girl walked over to the cauldron.

"Oh, I do apologize if I seem rude," she said as she removed her cloak. Her white dress was certainly old-fashioned, as it looked like it was from the 6th to the 10th Centuries AD. Her figure was petite. "I suppose I must introduce myself. My name is Nimue."

"Nimue?" Richard asked. "Are you the Lady of the Lake?" Kaz elbowed him in the side.

"No," she said with a laugh. "You're thinking of someone else."

"How the hell can she be the Lady of the Lake?" Kaz asked. "She's our age, she can't be 1600 years old!"

"Oh, you'd be surprised," said Nimue. "Don't you remember fighting Vortigern?"

"How do you know about that?" Jen asked.

"I saw it," she said. "Come to the cauldron." They walked over to it and she gestured for them to look into it. There, replays of their fight with Vortigern played in the water. Just how they were seeing this was another question.

"I thought we had put that behind us," said Javier.

"You can't put it behind you," she said. "When you pulled the Caliburn Swords—don't say anything, just remember the cauldron—you chose your destiny."

"Destiny?" Jen asked. "What are you talking about?"

"First off, I must explain to you who I am," said Nimue. "I know who you all are, so it's only fair I tell you who I am. Like I said, my name is Nimue. If that name sounds familiar, then it should. My master was a very famous wizard and druid. Who he is, I'll lead you to that."

"So what do you want?" Richard asked.

"Be patient," she said. "Stonehenge wasn't built in a day." The group shrugged at each other at the strange analogy. Nimue chanted an incantation in some strange language. The cauldron began to glow and suddenly, several colored lights burst out of the cauldron and into their phones. They looked to see a new App in the apps menu.

"Knight Phone?" Kaz asked. "What is this, a new UCF phone service?"

"No," said Nimue. "Those will to be to access your transformation device; your 'morphers', if you will."

"Morphers?" Richard asked. "What for?"

"To become Power Rangers," said Nimue. The others looked at each other. They were confused and it was obvious just looking at their faces.

"What's a Power Ranger?" Kaz asked.

"Come to the cauldron again and I'll show you," she said. The group gathered around and peered into the cauldron.

Suddenly, images flashed in the liquid. Costumed superheroes jumped and fought against strange enemies. The images changed to other teams with different costumes. The group was amazed at the images they saw. They looked almost exactly like their costumes they wore in Caerleon! Then, they saw other images of the people transforming.

It's Morphin' Time!

Shift Into Turbo!

Let's Rocket!

Go! Galactic!

Lightspeed! Rescue!

Time For Time Force!

Wild Access!

Ninja Storm, Ranger Form!

Dino Thunder, Power Up!

SPD Emergency!

Magical Source! Mystic Force!

Overdrive, Accelerate!

Jungle Beast, Spirit Unleashed!

RPM, Get In Gear!

GPX, Start It Up!

"That was Maria!" Simone said, "My Venezuelan friend, Maria Aparicio, she was in that GPX one! What's she doing?"

"Ah," said Nimue. "You recognize one. That is an alternate universe. There are several universes that contain Power Ranger teams. That was one of them."

"What the hell is this?" Kaz asked. "That can't be real!"

"Oh, really?" Nimue asked. "I forgot to tell you who my master was. He was a great and powerful wizard. You may know him today as…

Merlin."

"Merlin?" Richard shouted. "That's impossible!"

"The Chicago Cubs winning the World Series, that's impossible," said Nimue. "Yes, I've had enough time to catch up on baseball. But a person like me living magically for 1600 years, that takes some powerful magic."

"So, you're… from…"

"Yes, my master was an advisor to King Arthur himself," Nimue said, cutting Javier off.

"But Nimue was the name of the Lady of the Lake!" said Richard. Really, he's an expert at this, and all he can think of is her name?

"There's more than one Nimue," she said.

"But you sealed Merlin away!"

"A doppelganger did that," Nimue said in a defensive tone. "I have been framed! But this is not the most important part. I must tell you what you all need to do. Then you can leave."

"What do you want from us?" Kaz asked.

"I want you to become Power Rangers," she said. "And save the world from Morgan Le Fay."

"And if we refuse?"

"The choice is yours," said Nimue. "But if you do, then not only will the city be destroyed, but the world will be as well. Do you want that on your minds?"

"No," said Jen, her voice shaking.

"How do we know you're not bullshitting us?" Kaz asked.

"I just showed you images of other Power Rangers," said Nimue.

"But those images could have been faked," said Javier.

"The fight in Caerleon was not," said Nimue. "The swords gave you the power to transform into Power Rangers; you just have to tap into that power again. The Knight Phone application will transform your cell phones into your Knight Phone morphers. Then you will be able to fight Morgan and her allies."

"Morgan Le Fay?" Richard asked for confirmation.

"Yes," said Nimue. "She was never killed and thus she's remained in this world for centuries. Of course, he power was diminished after the final battle between hers and Arthur's forces, but she's been regaining power, if that battle with Vortigern holds any indication."

"Waitwaitwaitwait," said Kaz. "You mean Vortigern wasn't our main enemy?"

"No," said Nimue. "He was simply unsealed by Morgan Le Fay. My master had sealed him away. Vortigern was but a test, and you all passed it easily."

"A test?" Kaz asked.

"Well, sort of." That didn't help.

"I'm not doing this," said Kaz. "I think this is crazy."

"Me too," said Richard.

"I'm in." They turned their heads in Jen's direction.

"You're in?" Simone asked.

"I don't want to die knowing that I could have done something to stop Morgan le Fay," said Jen. "What do we do?"

"You can't do this alone," Nimue said, looking at the others. Jen also gave them the same look; a look of disapproval. It certainly worked on Kaz and Simone. The dominoes had started to fall.

"I'll do it," said Kaz.

"So will I," said Simone.

"Count me in, too," said Richard. That just left the last domino, Javier. And he was still reluctant to do it. "Javier, just say yes."

"Fine!" He said. "So now what do we do?"

"Nothing yet," said Nimue. "The enemy has yet to attack, so there's no reason to really worry at the moment."

"Oh, that's good," said Kaz.

"But if an emergency ever arises, then I will contact you," she said.

:-:-:-:-:

Morgan le Fay; yeah, she's the villain. Somewhere under Orlando was her lair. It was a more menacing version of the ritual space that Nimue had. Of course, it was also bigger, too, more the size of an actual throne room than a small ritual hall. A cauldron was in the middle of the room, filled with a green liquid. The floor was covered in crusted blood. There were swords and knives all around. A triple spiral was on the floor, carved into the stone. A green glow filled the room.

At the end of the hall was the throne of Morgan herself. She sat on the throne but not in the usually way. She was spread over both armrests, her back resting on one and her legs on the other; the "slouch of villainy", as it's called. She wore a revealing dark dress, which revealed some cleavage. Her black hair flowed down her back, even hitting the floor. And yes, she was sexy.

"Mordred!" She called. Her son soon appeared in the throne room.

"What is it mother?" He asked. Mordred was supposed to be dead, right? Well, Morgan revived him. Wearing a more modern, Prussian-esque military uniform, Morded stood before her. He had dark hair much like her and equally pale skin. Living underground for centuries does not do well for the complexion. He had green eyes, too, and pale skin aside, was pretty handsome.

"I'm tired of waiting for action," she said lazily. "I think it's time to announce ourselves to these modern humans."

"How so?" Morded asked.

"How do you think?" She said. "We attack!" She said this while making a grand gesture like a Shakespearean ham.

"I should have known," said Morded.

"Call Gwydion," said Morgan. "We need a monster to attack this city. In fact, I'll call him now. GWYDION!" A column of light appeared next to Mordred and a man dressed in wizard's robes appeared next to him.

"What is it, my queen?" he asked. Gwydion, as mentioned previously, was dressed in wizard's robes. They were black but had purple trimmings here and there. His long black hair went down to his waist and his green eyes looked to Morgan. He carried a wooden staff with a green ball at the top. Although Morgan was also a magic-user, he was the one who created their monsters.

"I need a powerful monster," she said, "One that will alert modern humans to us."

"At once, my queen," he said before disappearing.

"When do we attack?" Mordred asked.

"We attack when the monster is ready," said Morgan. "Old Gwydion just loves to take his time with those monsters—as long as it's better than his unsealing of Vortigern. That egotistical weakling was a bad idea from the beginning."

"Do you think he'll betray us, though?" Mordred asked.

"I doubt it," said Morgan. "I gave him some powerful faerie magic. It's hard to break a spell like that. Now where's Maleagant?"

"He's training the soldiers," said Mordred.

"Oh, yes, I forgot. Commander of our army," she said. "Tell him to have our forces ready by tomorrow, which I believe is when the monster will be ready."

"Yes, mother," said Mordred. "How will people react to us, though?"

"As long as it's with fear," said Morgan, "Although I have grown a fanbase since then (thank you Marion Zimmer Bradley). But they will be in for such a disappointment when they see me."

"How so?" Mordred asked.

"Sixteen hundred years of listening to people call me a villain has changed my outlook," she said. "I kind of like being the villain. It's much more fun than being the," she switched to a faux-angst-ridden tone next, "poor, misunderstood Morgan who's a victim of those overbearing, nasty men. Ugh, that's not fun! Plus, being the villain inspires more fear!"

"I see," said Mordred. "Although I'm not sure what The Mists of Avalon is about."

"It's the general mindset," said Morgan.

"The monster is ready," Gwydion suddenly said as he re-entered the throne room.

"Really, now?" Morgan asked with an interested tone. "That was faster than I expected."

"I had been working on that monster for some time," said Gwydion. "I just found the time to finish it."

"Oh, well. Good for you for being prepared," said Morgan. "I suppose I have to address our forces now."

:-:-:-:-:

"Do you actually think we're going to fight?" Javier asked as the group left Medieval Times.

"I don't know," said Richard. "I'm not even sure if Nimue is really what she claims to be."

"How so?" Jen asked.

"Because Nimue is the name of the Lady of the Lake," said Richard. "Not some girl who—"

"That's not what I meant!" Jen shouted.

"Oh, I see," said Richard. "I don't know, she might be an actor for all I know."

"Then how did we see those guys in the cauldron?" Kaz asked.

"That could not be fake," said Simone. "I think she might be what she says she is."

"Right," said Javier. "There's no way anyone's going to attack us."

:-:-:-:-:

"The time to attack is nigh!" Morgan bellowed to her troops, called Ghoul Soldiers. "Sixteen hundred years of waiting has come to an end! You will CRUSH everything in your path! You will DESTROY and KILL! You will not stop in the face of defiance! You will CRUSH IT! Now go and DESTROY!"

The Ghoul Soldiers bellowed and howled. Then, at the command of their leader Maleagant they turned and marched out to attack the city. "I shall accompany you," said Morgan. "I want to make sure our forces actually succeed."

"Yes, my queen," said Maleagant. He wore the same uniform as Mordred, but had long brown hair that was tied into a ponytail. He looked older than Mordred, too (Mordred appeared 19, Malegant appeared 23) and had blue eyes. "The humans will not stand a chance."

:-:-:-:-:

The Ghoul Soldierss surfaced in downtown Orlando. As soon as they emerged they began attacking. People in the street ran for cover as the Ghoul Soldiers attacked. Chaos reigned as the Ghoul Soldiers wreaked their havoc upon Orlando. The police showed up to fight back, but they were only armed with pistols that bounced off of the armor of the Ghoul Soldiers. They turned their attention to Orlando's finest and attacked, making them retreat.

After a few minutes, Morgan, Mordred and Malegant appeared. "ATTENTION!" She called. "I am Morgan le Fay! And this IS MY CITY!"

:-:-:-:-:

Nimue's cauldron began to boil. The magician girl was startled before realizing who it was. "No!" She said as she looked in the cauldron and seeing Morgan le Fay. "I was afraid of this," she said before calling the group.

:-:-:-:-:

Kaz's phone began to ring suddenly. Confused, he reached for it, even noticing Javier reach for his phone. Something was up. "Hello?"

"Rangers," said Nimue. "The city is under attack! You have to fight!"

"Fat chance!" said Richard. "How do we know you're not lying?

"Do I sound like I'm lying?" She scolded. She certainly sounded urgent. "Turn on the radio, then, if you don't believe me!" Kaz shrugged and turned on the car's radio.

"Downtown Orlando is under attack!" said the announcer. "The National Guard is on its way. The attackers are described as resembling Orcs from The Lord of the Rings movies." Kaz's eyes widened instantly.

"How are we going to get there?" He asked. "We're 20 miles from downtown!"

"I can teleport you," she said. "Hold on." Suddenly, the car began to glow and Kaz felt himself being teleported to downtown Orlando.

:-:-:-:-:

To be continued

P.S.: I kind of like the idea that Morgan le Fay embraced her role as a villain instead of being misunderstood. It's not a swipe at feminism (I respect feminism) it's simply for the sake of this story she embraced her villainous role.

And I also hope you liked that little tribute to Power Rangers. By the way, GPX is mine, not anyone else's.