Troy stumbled through the woods as he tried to find his way back to the city. He knew approximately where the mutants' hideout was, but his head hurt too much for him to do much thinking to figure out where he needed to be. All his energy was concentrated on getting somewhere safe, no matter where that was.

He was fortunate enough to make it back to the spot where he had been kidnapped. He found his bag in the dirt and picked it up. His morpher was inside. He grabbed it and put it up to his mouth.

"Gia, Jake, Noah?"

"Troy, is that you?" Gia answered him.

"Who else would it be?" he asked and rolled his eyes.

"Where are you? We were just on our way to the old factory."

"I'm back where we were looking for Emma," Troy said. He had a look around and then sighed, "I know where she is. Noah, I'll need your help."

"Can you come meet us?"

"You three come here," Troy told her. He didn't want to start wandering the woods along, especially with the mutants possibly out for his capture.

"Alright, we'll be there soon," Gia promised. Troy set his morpher back in his bag, which he then put over his shoulder, and walked back to where Emma had left her bike. He thought of her trapped in the tube and couldn't stop himself from wondering what the mutants could have possibly wanted with her. He knew that whatever it was, it wasn't good, but it troubled him to think of one of his teammates in danger.

He took a seat beside the bike as he waited and massaged the side of his head, hoping that would help with his headache. It was then he heard some rustling in the leaves and he jumped to his feet. He pulled out his morpher from his bag and he was ready to face the mutants when they jumped out.

Only it wasn't the mutants, it was his sister. Troy tried to hide his morpher, but in his eagerness to get it out of sight it slipped from his hands. Rebecca walked over to him and picked up the morpher for him.

"That's a funny thing," she gave his morpher to him. Troy frowned at her as he took it and put it in his bag.

"You should be in school."

"You too," Rebecca smirked. "You should have been in school, at least. Classes are over."

"Why aren't you at home, then?"

"You're supposed to walk me home, remember?"

"So you came all the way out here, by yourself, instead of home?"

"You and the others were talking about how Emma was late and that wasn't like her. I was worried something happened," Rebecca said. "I want to help."

"Becca…"

"That's not a no."

"No!"

"Too late. Besides, what could go wrong?" Rebecca reached into her bag, "I've got the red Ranger looking after me. And besides, you wouldn't be doing anything too dangerous yourself, would you?"

"I… Look, Rebecca, I can't explain. Emma's still missing; we're not exactly sure what kind of trouble she's in, so you need to go home."

"Alright, then maybe I'll ask your parents if they can buy me one of those cool Ranger morpher things," Rebecca smirked at Troy as she pointed to his bag. "You know, a lot of the newspapers print pictures of the Rangers and their weapons. I know that thing is called a morpher. They don't sell some like that in stores."

"Yeah, they do," Troy shifted uncomfortably. Rebecca shook her head.

"No, the ones in the store are plastic. Yours feels like it's metal. It's light, though, like plastic. And the paint didn't scratch when it fell."

"What's your point?"

"On a scale of paper cut to death, how dangerous is this missing?"

"Go home, Rebecca."

"But…"

"Go home. If you knew this was dangerous why did you come out here?"

"I wanted to make sure everything was okay. I…"

"You need to stay safe. Go home, before something happens."

"But Troy…"

"We'll talk about this at home," Troy shook his head. He grabbed Rebecca's arm, put Emma's bike in her hand and then shoved her down the trail. Rebecca took the bike and looked over her shoulder. She frowned at her brother. Then, just as she tried to take a step forward she stopped. When she looked down the trail she saw three Rangers standing before her.

"This is a Ranger mission," she breathed.

"What's going on here?" yellow asked. Well, Rebecca assumed it was yellow. She couldn't see mouths moving because of the helmets. She was pretty certain it was the yellow Ranger speaking to her.

"I came to help!"

"Go home, kid."

"Shouldn't he come with me?" Rebecca pointed to her brother.

"He's messed up in this mission," the blue Ranger shook his head. "And you will be soon too if you're not smart."

"We'll take care of your brother, we promise," the black Ranger added. He was elbowed in the ribs by the yellow and blue Rangers and Rebecca knew why. She chuckled a little bit and then looked over her shoulder. Troy had dropped his head and was shaking it, seemingly disappointed in the Rangers for the little slip.

"Friend, you idiot," blue whispered to black, "Always assume two people are friends."

"Sorry," black muttered back.

Rebecca decided it was time to officially let the cat out of the bag, before the Rangers got each other into trouble for it. She was already certain her brother was the red Ranger, and allowed herself to assume that the friends he hung out with, who also always wore the same colours every day, were his teammates.

"Guys," she chuckled but that was all she could say when something knocked her off her feet as a blast hit where she, Troy, and the Rangers were standing. She hit the ground hard and Emma's bike fell on top of her. She pushed it off as the smoke cleared and then looked up. A giant blue monster was standing before and hand his hand stretched out as if he wanted to grab her. She let out a cry and tried to crawl away.

"Leave her alone!" Troy suddenly shouted and Rebecca saw him jump into action, morphing before her very eyes. He leapt over her and kicked the big monster right in the chest, forcing him to stumble back. Rebecca watched in awe as her brother landed on his feet and stood before her protectively.

"Get out of here, Rebecca. We'll handle this."

"I knew it!"

"Leave!" Troy shouted and looked over his shoulder for just a moment to yell. That was enough time for the monster to grab him. Rebecca called out for him, and then looked around to see what was holding up the others. She noticed a big blob of a monster fighting the other three. They seemed to know she and Troy were in trouble, but they couldn't get away from their fight to help.

"Rebecca, run!" Troy shouted to her again as he tried to break free of the big blue monster. Rebecca got to her feet and then suddenly fell as pain shot up her leg from her ankle. She had gotten it caught in Emma's bike when it fell on her, but she thought she had avoided injury when she pushed it away. She had been wrong, and now she couldn't run.

"Two for the price of one," the big, blue monster could hold Troy with one of his massive arms while the other grabbed her. With ease, he threw her over his shoulder.

"Hey! Let me go, you overgrown blueberry!" Rebecca shouted and punched him in the back. Her hits didn't seem to hurt him at all.

"Bigs, we'll gather the other Rangers later! Let's go!"

"No!" Jake shouted when he saw his step-sister had gotten herself in a lot of trouble, and as a result, Troy was in trouble too. Bluefur was getting away with both of them. He tried to run after the blue monster but felt something wet and sticky hit him in the back. He fell forward into the dirt and by the time he was up the mutants were gone, and they had taken Troy and Rebecca with them.

"This stuff's nasty," Noah said as he looked at the slime that covered him. He tried to wipe it off, but it stuck to his arm.

"At least it's not toxic," Gia pointed out as she too tried to clean off her suit but found the slime was sticking to everything she touched. As she tried to get it off her hand, she noticed she had a harder time moving her fingers.

"I'm stuck!" Noah cried out and no matter how hard he tried he couldn't bend his arm. Gia looked down at the slime that had coated her legs. She tried to take a step but her feet were glued to the ground.

"Aw, man! I've been turtled!" Jake cried out as he tried to roll on the ground, but the slime had coated his back, forming a shell like cast that kept him planted in the dirt. He waved his arms and legs but to no avail. He was stuck. "Gia! Noah! A little help!"

"Yeah, one second, Jake," Noah muttered as he walked over to a tree and tried to smash his arm into it, hoping the hardened slime would crack and fall off. Instead, he only managed to hurt his arm, "OW!"

"I can't move," Gia used her Tiger Claw but her weapon bounced off the shell. "We're all stuck."

"And Bluefur just got away with Troy and Rebecca," Noah looked over to Gia worriedly.

"I am never turning a turtle upside down again," Jake grumbled. "This isn't fun!"