The Rangers ran into the street, finding the place in complete bedlam. Smoke and dust filled the air, limiting visibility to only a few feet, and screams and car alarms filled the air. As they arrived, Troy found someone struggling to regain his feet, over some rubble. He grabbed the man and hauled him to his feet.

"We need to get out of here." The man rushed out in a panic. "We have to run..."

"Is there anyone else here?" Troy asked him. The man just shook his head.

"They're dead, everyone's dead!" He screamed, struggling to get away. Troy knew that wasn't true, he could still hear screams coming from the street. He could even see a few people managing to limp from the wreckage of buildings. The others, the ones he couldn't see, had to be trapped. He looked to the man, and the look in his eyes said it all. He was in a full-blown panic. Even without his injuries, it was clear that his judgement was impaired. He was riding on pure instinct, fight or flight...in this case, flight. Troy couldn't really blame him for that. He just shoved the man down the street.

"Get out of here, the emergency services will be here soon." He told the man as the others assembled around him. "There are still survivors, keep an eye out!"

As they started to make their way through the wreckage, the street started to clear enough for them to see. Where they could, the Rangers helped people from the wreckage, and sent them on their way. Eventually, Troy stopped as he saw the visibility clearing up enough to get a good view down the street. He saw a distinctive shape, one that he would recognise anywhere, but that up until now had always been an image that inspired laughter and smiles, something that were in short supply these days.

"Guys!" He called out, causing his Rangers to form up around him. They all looked on as Mr Brainfreeze was dancing and cackling madly. He looked to a coffee shop nearby.

The Rangers shuddered as they felt an icy wind build up, whipping in the direction of the shop. The front of it started to ice up at an alarming rate.

"Troy, he's freezing it solid!" Noah told him. "The building won't withstand it! If we let him..."

"I have no intention of letting him!" Troy yelled as he morphed. He had already figured out what Noah was about to say. The buildings had already taken a lot of damage, and with survivors still to be found, the last thing they could afford was any more collapses. He fired his blaster into Mr Brainfreeze's back, bringing his attention to them as the other Rangers all morphed to join him.

"That's enough!" Troy yelled at him. "We won't let you hurt anyone else!"

"You say that like it's your choice!" Mr Brainfreeze cackled. "I was just...cooling people off. Can you believe they're eating warm meals and drinking coffee? It's summer! They need to cool off!"

"Alright guys, we don't know what this guy can do, so keep together and..."

Just then, he heard a bellowing cry as Orion broke ranks, charging straight at the creature, leaping high into the air with his Silver Spear in hand. He just sighed.

"Of course, that works too." Jake responded sarcastically as he threw Gia a sword, accepting her blaster in return. "Come on, let's give him a hand!"

Emma switched her sword with Noah's blaster as they ran into battle. Troy watched them rush headlong at the creature and just shook his head.

"I guess we can talk about teamwork later." He muttered as he rushed to join them.

Meanwhile, up on the Armada Command Ship, Damaras was taking his shift to keep track of things on Earth. Since the Prince had fallen into his "depression", a kind way of saying he had gone into his room to sulk since he had been unable to defeat the Rangers, he had pretty much the run of the ship. While Lavira was technically his equal in rank, she was a science officer, and so when it came to battle and strategy situations, command defaulted to him.

He was busy taking inventory of how many x-borgs and bruisers he had in reserve, and more importantly how long it would take to activate them. The ones in storage had to be charged. They had even been reduced to sending agents to recover the scrap of fallen warriors from battlefields, to see how many still had functioning power cells and could be repaired. It made for some pretty bleak reading, but he had warned the prince repeatedly about the folly of dedicating every available x-borg he had to battle without leadership, but the Prince would not hear his words.

It was not the first time the Prince's arrogance had cost them. In many ways, the only thing Damaras was thankful for was that he had a fondness for using robots instead of living soldiers. He doubted it was out of any form of conscience or guilt over sending warriors to die; it was just that robots were less likely to question or defy him. Damaras had been a general long enough to know that sometimes it was necessary to send soldiers to their death, but at least when he did it, he had considered all the options first and tried to limit the lives lost. To Prince Vekar, he would consider them as no more than the broken toys he discarded when he was finished with them. One thing was clear, Prince Vekar was not the strategist or warrior his father, or even his brother was. It was only the blood in his veins that tied Damaras to his service.

"Sir." One of the X-borg crew called out, drawing his attention from his handset. "Something is happening down on Earth. There is an attack in Great Britain."

"An attack?" Damaras asked him, coming over to observe the readings. "I didn't order an attack! Where is Lavira?"

"The last time I saw her, she was in her lab, effecting repairs on Argus." The X-borg told him.

"Summon her." Damaras told him. "Bring up the footage. I want to see this."

The X-borgs got to work, one of them calling through to the lab to find Lavira and summon her to the bridge, while the others got to work bringing up images of the battle. Damaras pulled back from the screen as he saw Mr Brainfreeze.

"I...I do not recognise this commander." He stated abruptly. "Pull up the personnel records. I want to know who this is."

"He does not appear on any of our databases." One of the X-borgs informed him.

"His energy signature is...unusual, I've never seen anything like this." Damaras commented as he checked the readings. Lavira came into the room.

"You rang My Lord." She said sarcastically, somewhat put out at the way she had been summoned while she was working. Not only had she been working non-stop to replenish their losses, and to bring Argus back to full function, she was also more or less responsible for babysitting the Prince. In his petulant huff, he hadn't even left his room to eat, and with his mood, she was the only one that could go into his room safely to bring him meals.

"Prince Vekar may like your creations enough to grant you carte blanche to do as you see fit, but while he's indisposed, all tactical decisions are MY responsibility!" He snapped at her.

"What are you babbling about now?" She asked him wearily. He gestured to the screen.

"If you launch an attack, I expect to be consulted!" He yelled at her. Lavira just snorted.

"That is not one of my creations." She told him. Damaras just looked to her, uncertain as to whether or not she was lying. "Between Argus, the reserves and the Prince, I've barely had time to sleep, much less create...is that...You really think I'd attack the Rangers with a giant ICE CREAM?"

Damaras stopped to think about what she had said. While it was true that she had a deceitful nature that made it difficult to tell if she was lying, she had a point. She hadn't had much in the way of free time to create any new weapons. This creature, whatever it was, didn't look to be any form of alien, and if she hadn't had time to create it, then it had to be someone else.

"The Prince?" He asked.

"He's been too busy eating ice-cream and seeking the comfort of his soft toys to create anything, much less...THAT." She assured him. Damaras just turned his attention back to the screen.

"There's been no sign of Lafitte recently." He commented. "It looks like another player may have joined our game."

Back in London, the Rangers were scattered as they fought Mr Brainfreeze. He was fending them off with pole-arm weapon, which looked a lot like a giant stroon. For a creature so large and cumbersome, he actually fought with surprising skill and speed. His strength was unbelievable. Gia and Noah attacked him from either side, locking weapons with him. Orion was rushing straight towards him from the front.

"Stick around!" He sneered as he fired a large, brown mass at Orion. The fluid hit him, and carried him into a wall, solidifying and hardening, holding him in place. He started screaming and steam started to roll from the mass as he was clearly getting burned. Troy ran over, starting to hack into it with his sword. "You'll get your turn soon enough."

"It's fudge!" Troy yelled, trying to free Orion from his bonds with his sword, but any time he cut into it, the viscous fluid just seemed to run back into the cut, and re-seal him in the burning hot sludge. "Guys, be careful!"

"Everyone likes hot fudge!" Mr Brainfreeze taunted them. "How about a few...sprinkles?"

"Look out!" Jake screamed as he, Emma and Troy ducked for cover. Gia and Noah were too close, and got hit by flying, brightly coloured sprinkles, which sliced into them. They lodged into wood, metal, and even concrete as they came to rest. Gia and Noah hit the ground and stopped moving.

"I can't believe this!" He called out. "We're getting our butts handed to us by a DESSERT!"

"Emma, no!" Troy called to his girlfriend as she broke cover, running for Noah and Gia. She loaded the pink Megaforce and Corsair keys into her pistols, firing at Mr Brainfreeze. She hit him square in the chest, blasting him away. She got to Gia's side, turning her over. She didn't seem to notice as Mr Brainfreeze got back up.

"That...that was a finisher!" Jake stammered. "That should have worked!"

"Emma!" Troy called out as the creature launched a chilling wind at her. She grabbed her head and fell to the ground, covering up as she did so. She started screaming under the attack, only for Troy and Jake to open fire, driving him back. Mr Brainfreeze just smiled.

"You think that's power?" He asked. He pulled the cherry off the top of his head, and started to cackle insanely. "Let's see how you like a Cherry Bomb!"

"Aw this is gonna suck!" Jake murmured as he launched it at them. He and Troy ran as fast as they could, but the blast was huge, throwing both of them off their feet, through the air. They de-morphed as they landed. Mr Brainfreeze started to make his way towards them, but stopped before he reached the prone Rangers.

"Well, I have to be going now, so many sweet-toothed citizens, so little time!" He stated. "See you!"

With that, he disappeared, leaving the area. Gia and Noah were the first to recover. Noah headed for Orion, hearing him still screaming in pain.

"Emma, are you alright?" Gia asked as she cradled her best friend. Emma just held her head in her hands, and didn't seem to be able to focus. Jake sat upright, shaking his head as he tried to clear the cobwebs.

"Are anyone else's ears ringing?" He asked. Troy just nodded as Noah finally managed to cut Orion free, allowing him to de-morph, and get rid of the hot fudge which was burning him painfully. "Is everyone alright?"

"You mean apart from having our asses handed to us by a foam-rubber mascot?" Gia asked. "Yeah, we'll live."

"The survivors..."

"Don't worry, everyone managed to get away." They heard an accented voice say. Kat limped out of her hiding place, having used some cloth napkins to stem the bleeding. They could see the large piece of wood sticking out of her leg.

"Are...are you alright?" Gia asked.

"Trust me; this isn't the worst that's happened to me." Kat assured them. "Anyway, can we go back to your command centre or something?"

The Rangers all looked to each other, before looking back to her.

"Look, we appreciate you wanting to help..."

"This isn't the first time I've faced something like this." Kat told them. "Believe me; back in Angel Grove we saw stuff weirder than this."

"Angel Grove?" Noah asked, realising what she had just said. "You're...you're the one we're looking for!"

"My name's Katherine Hillard." She told them. "Now...um...not to be a drama queen or anything, but I'd really like to get this thing out my leg."

"Let's get her back to the ship." Troy replied as he positioned himself under her arm, helping her walk. "The emergency services should be here soon."

Back on the Armada Command Ship, Lavira and Damaras were just staring in disbelief at the screen.

"They...they were beaten?" She asked incredulously. "The Mighty Power Rangers were defeated by an ice-cream?"

"Well, this is interesting." Damaras commented. "I don't know who sent that monster, but it appears that they may have inadvertently stumbled onto something."

"But we still don't know who this is." She reminded him. Damaras looked to her and shrugged.

"Have you ever heard the expression 'the enemy of my enemy is my friend'?" He asked her. "We might not know this new player's identity, but for now, as long as he is focused on the Rangers, why not accept the benefits?"

As Lavira was about to leave, he called to her to stop. She turned back to him.

"Send me an updated inventory of all forces we have ready for action." He told her. "And send Argus."

"You wish to...?"

"I just want to hedge my bets." Damaras told her as he turned back to the screen. "If all goes well, perhaps we can shake the Prince out of his interminable mood."

Over on the Red Galleon, Kat was sitting up on a bench, her leg supported while Gia finished binding it. The Rangers had all gotten pretty good at patching each other up across their battles, especially since they had taken on the Corsair powers hand couldn't really count on being able to go to hospitals.

"That was some pretty nice stitch work." Kat complimented her as Gia was wrapping her leg, covering the wound to prevent infection.

"I've kind of gotten used to it." Gia told her. "But I'm guessing you know all about that from your day."

"There are some interesting scars." Kat assured her. "But I'm guessing you guys have your own stories."

"Yeah, there are stories alright." Gia answered. Noah was just finishing up with Orion, treating his burns. While he hadn't suffered anything serious, the suit taking most of the damage, a lot of his chest was more than a little red, having started to suffer superficial burns. Jake, Troy, Gia and Noah were more bruised up than anything else. Emma was the only other one that seemed to be suffering anything more.

Troy was with her, holding her as she rubbed her head, taking some pain killers. She had complained about a terrible headache, one that was so severe it was affecting her ability to focus, and to see properly.

"I can't believe he attacked us with actual Brianfreeze." Gia grumbled. Kat just shrugged. "I can't even believe someone thought to make that costume into a monster!"

"Trust me; we faced some pretty bizarre monsters ourselves." Kat assured her. "This doesn't seem like those aliens though. It seems more like Lord Zedd's playbook. He loved making monsters out of any random crap we left lying around. Some of them were pretty bizarre."

"So Katherine..."

"Kat." She corrected Gia. The Yellow Corsair Ranger paused for a moment as she heard the name. She couldn't help feeling a slight ache at the mention of the name. Even a couple of months on, the memory of her first relationship coming to an end still hurt. "Everyone calls me Kat."

"That's...that's a nice name." Gia answered as she finished fastening the bandage on Kat's leg. "That should do it."

"Great, so now we're patched up, all we have to do is figure out what we do when that giant snow cone comes back." Noah grumbled. "He was...he was unlike anything we've seen before."

"It wasn't just his powers." Emma commented. "He seemed to know what we were about to do, like he knew our moves."

"Well, maybe we wouldn't have gotten our butts kicked so hard if SOMEONE didn't run in without support!" Jake commented. Orion just got up off the bench he was sitting on.

"Are you saying you can't handle things on your own?" Orion asked him.

"Yeah, because you were doing SO well when you were trapped in that fudge!" Jake responded. Orion just grabbed his shirt and headed to his room, slamming the door as he went. Kat just shuddered.

"What?" Gia asked.

"I'm just getting some serious déjà vu." She responded.

"I think we all need to cool off a little." Troy answered. "We'll meet back here in half an hour. Until then, everyone rest up."

With that, he took Emma through to their room, while Noah and Jake went to work on some ideas for new plans. Kat just lay back on the bench, and despite the trying day she just smiled. Even almost 20 years after she retired it seemed that sometimes, the more things changed, a lot of things stayed the same.