He needed a plan. He needed it to be something great. There could be no flaws at all, unlike last time he had attempted revenge. Last time he had underestimated the brother in-law.
This time he was going to be sure that everything was well calculated. Nothing was going to happen that wouldn't surprise him. Kaylee was going to feel his pain through the loss of her daughters, Samantha and Hayden.
He already knew of Scott's ties in the military. He had to make sure that wouldn't interfere with his revenge, because Scott was Samantha's husband. If he tried something against Samantha, Scott would get involved.
To keep Scott off his back, he was going to distract the Eagle Squad for a few days. At least until after his mission was a success.
Flynn was a problem as well. He was married to Hayden. Like Scott, if something happened to his wife, he would get involved, and he couldn't have that. Not only was Flynn one of the strongest members of the former RPM Rangers, but he was also very passionate when it came to protecting his family.
To keep him away, he was planning on sending a very broken car to the garage. It would definitely distract both Flynn and Dani for quite some time, and if he offered enough pay for a job well done, he would be able to motive the two mechanics to working long hours, leaving Hayden at home alone.
No one else would need to know of Hayden and Samantha's location for a few days. The two girls didn't live with their parents anymore. A few missed phone calls wouldn't immediately alert anyone of danger, but just in case, he was going to forge a note from the two girls. If someone, like Kaylee, Dustin or Dawn, did come over to check up on either girl, they would find a note telling them they had gone to the store and out for dinner, giving him enough time to hide the bodies.
He chuckled. Nothing was going to go wrong this time.
-----Afterlife-----
"It's brilliant," Karly whispered to herself. She was tucked away under the bed, watching as Braveheart slept. "He won't suspect a thing."
Slowly, Karly made her way towards the edge of the bed. Her claws were dug into the carpet as she prepared to go in for the kill. No mutt trespassed into her domain.
"Karls? Where are you?" Hayden called, opening the door and stepping into the room. Karly panicked, jumping out from under the bed and turning to her master.
"Quiet, human!" she snapped, "Can't you see I'm out to kill?"
Hayden rolled her eyes as she picked up the cat, "I know you don't like Braveheart, but he makes Flynn happy. You wouldn't want Flynn to not be happy, right?"
"I thought you were supposed to be the thing to make him happy, not some dog he picked up off the streets who still smells of fleas and dog food."
Hayden nodded, "You make a good point, but no killing the dog. Promise?"
"You're not my master," Karly frowned, "A dog may believe you rule the household, but cats are never fooled!"
"If I see so much as a scratch on him, you won't be fed for three days."
Karly looked up at the blonde, "But... you... that's unethical! You can't starve me!"
"Hey, you will have committed murder."
"Survival of the fittest. I must defend my land and my subjects from this monster before he grows bigger and stupider. Otherwise I'll never get rid of him."
Hayden sighed, "Whatever."
The Pink Ranger left the room, making no progress on the cat. Once downstairs she saw Flynn and Scott were sitting in the TV room watching the sports highlights. Because their jobs sometimes required them to work overtime, both men were constantly forced to catch the highlights instead of the games themselves.
Shaking her head at the boys' display of testosterone as the ref seemed to make an unfair call for Corinth's team, (making the highlights because it won the game for NewTech) Hayden went to the kitchen and grabbed a can of dog food, and a can of cat food.
Suddenly, she heard tiny steps coming down the stairs. Smirking, she placed the cans closer to the can opener. Two little heads poked around the corner slowly. As she pulled the cans away, the heads retreated back into the wall.
"I know you two are there," Hayden called, "You might as well come in."
Suddenly, Braveheart and Karly bolted into the room. Of course, because Karly was superior to Braveheart, she found it fit to jump on his head to make the leap onto the counter. The little puppy was surprised at the sudden weight on his head and lost focus. He tried to come to a stop by pulling out his claws and digging into the floor, but the tiles only made him slip and slid into the counter.
Hayden frowned as she turned to the cat but Karly was too busy staring at the can of cat food.
"Open mine first, human," she said.
"After you apologize to the dog," Hayden said, pulling the can away from the cat.
"For what?" Karly asked. She looked down and saw the dog hiding his nose in his paws, "You only said I wouldn't be fed if you found a scratch on the dog. Inspect him if you would like, but there won't be a scratch on him. Now feed me!"
Hearing the crash from the kitchen, Flynn and Scott came in to check it out. Flynn noticed his poor dog was in pain and Karly was sitting on the counter like a queen.
Hayden crossed her arms, "Still think you can teach Karly to learn to live with Braveheart? It's been over a week and she still trying to kill him."
"I haven't tried yet," Karly corrected her master, "I've put in an attempt, which would have succeeded had you not interfered. That is not trying, that is interrupted success. Now feed me!"
"At least she hasn't killed him yet," Flynn smiled, lifting the dog onto the counter. "How long will Karly be staying with us anyways?"
"Christian's going through some phases," Hayden frowned, "He likes dressing her up as a villain and using his paintball gun to destroy the enemy."
"I remember those games," Flynn frowned as his hand moved to his butt, "Stay as long as you want, Karls."
"That was my intention," Karly said, "Now someone feed me!"
"Okay, okay," Hayden frowned, opening the can of food and dumping it into the bowl for Karly.
"You know," Scott chuckled, "In Ancient Egypt cats were treated as gods. I don't think they've forgotten that."
Hayden grinned, poking Karly in the side, "That may be true, but god spelled backwards is dog. Get used to it."
Karly looked up from her bowl, "You're only as powerful as your intelligence level. Low intelligence, low power. Dog's don't have levels."
"Alright, Miss Smartie pants. You open the can opener next time."
-----Afterlife-----
He had already planted the bomb in the wastelands. Once the military saw the device out there, they would send out Scott and his Eagle Squad to diffuse it and return it. Eagle Squad were always the only ones to go out into the wastelands because it was a team made up of former Project Ranger members. If anyone knew how to survive in the wastelands it would be the leader of the Power Rangers and the Boom-twins.
Now he was on his way to the Garage in his beat up car. He had to push it there, because it wasn't working. He had taken out everything inside, leaving only the skeleton and the shell. To replace the parts alone would take a few days, considering how small Dani and Flynn's garage was and how little help they were getting, but he was also going to demand for a few upgrades to the car. He was aware Flynn wasn't working today, but he was positive that once Dani saw the workload ahead of her, she would call for help.
"Hi, welcome to Dani and Flynn's... what the hell is that?" Dani greeted her customer when she saw him pushing metal on wheels into her garage.
"It broke down yesterday," he answered, stopping the car in front of the counter. Dani inspected it, gently running her hand over the rusted vehicle.
"Are you wondering why?" she asked sarcastically, "How old is this thing?"
"It was a graduation gift," he said. "Grade eight."
Dani frowned, "Eight?"
"I was held back," he chuckled, "Think you can fix it up?"
"Dude, I don't think they make these kinds of car parts anymore," Dani sighed."
"Well, if possible I was hoping you could modernize it," he said, "You know, make it look like something from 2004, but have the power of a car from 2029."
Dani knocked on the shell and heard a funny noise, "It'll be expensive. Are you sure you just don't want to buy a new car."
"I'm ready to offer a million dollars to every employee who works on this car," he said, tossing his wallet down on the counter, "So long as you follow my demands."
"Which will be?" Dani asked.
"It has to run smoothly, and it's got to be done by the time I come back to pick it up," he answered, "If I arrive, and it's not done, I'll deduct 100 grand from your pay."
Daniela looked inside the wallet, finding a great deal of money. She looked up at the customer, "How did you get all this money?"
"Savings," he said, "Unlike other rich people, I didn't keep my money in investments. After my brother passed he left me with the inheritance. There was quite a bit of money left over after we dealt with all the issues, and I owned everything of his. Knowing I would need money, I sold it all and saved that money. Then there's the money from my job..."
"What do you do?" Daniela asked.
"Marketing management," he replied, "It's not easy, but it's what I was born to do."
Daniela nodded, handing over a few forms, "Sign here."
She found him slightly suspicious, but there were many people in Corinth and Newtech who were still filthy rich even after the Venjix attacks. Maybe he was one of them.
He signed the papers and took his wallet back, "Take care of that car. It means the world to me."
Before he left, Daniela asked him one more question, "How did it this little thing get into the city?"
"I drove it."
-----Afterlife-----
Back at the McAllistair household, the phone had been ringing for a few minutes. Unfortunately, it seemed like it was destined to go unanswered because Braveheart had it in his mouth and was running around the house.
"Give it back you dumb dog!" Karly shouted. She decided to help her humans in the battle for the phone, because it meant she could attack the dumb dog without getting in much trouble. She wasn't stupid. She was going to take this opportunity as it knocked. "Humans need the device for communication! They're useless otherwise!"
"Who thought adopting a cat was a good idea?" Flynn growled, finally catching the dog's collar. He grabbed the phone and pulled it out of Braveheart's mouth.
"Surprisingly, it was Aunt Tori's," Hayden said as she caught her breathe, "After today, I've got to agree it wasn't her smartest moment."
Flynn nodded as he answered the phone, "Hello?"
"Colonel Truman just called here for Scott. There's something in the wastelands and he and the Boom-Twins need to check it out immediately."
"Scott, it's your wife," Flynn shouted, tossing the phone to his friend. While Samantha passed on the news to Scott, Flynn's cell phone began to ring. He groaned as he answered.
"Flynn, I need your help! Some sketchy dude just walked in and offered us both a million dollars to fix up his car."
"Great," Flynn smiled, realising it was Dani, "I'll be in tomorrow to..."
"I'll buy you lunch for the next week if you come in now and help me!"
"Aren't you the one always bragging about how good you are at repairing cars?"
"I don't think this is a real car! There's nothing under the hood! It looks like a blown up 3-D model."
"Okay, okay," Flynn nodded, "I'll be right over. And I'm bringing the dog. I think he can use a break from Karly."
"You know... if that cute little pup is a handful..."
"He's mine!"
Flynn hung up and smiled, "I've got to go to work. A customer's offering a huge deal if we fix up his car and Dani can't do it alone."
"That'll be good for the Garage," Hayden nodded.
"I guess that's why Dani's freaking out," Flynn chuckled, "She's finally realising I'm the better mechanic."
"That or she got her head stuck somewhere again," Hayden smiled, "Phone me if you're going to be late, but I might be out helping Dawn with some last minute stuff before her center opens. If you don't reach me..."
"Leave a message on the machine and you'll hear it when you get home," Flynn finished for his wife, "I know."
-----Afterlife-----
He sat outside on a bench in the Brooks girls' neighbourhood, waiting until he saw both the husbands of his targets leave for their respective jobs. Only then would he begin his plan of revenge.
A red car drove down the street and he recognised it as Scott's car. He watched as it turned towards the Commander center, going over the speed limit slightly because it was an emergency car. He knew Scott didn't have to worry about getting pulled over. Everyone in the city knew his licence plate number and knew he worked in the military. If he was speeding, it was for their protection.
Not too long after, he saw a blue hummer drive in the same direction, but once it hit the stop sign, it continued straight. Flynn was headed towards the Garage.
Now, both Samantha and Hayden were at home alone. Pulling out a small knife, he smirked. His finger traced the edge of it, feeling the sharpness of the blade. He knew how to kill the Angel. Hayden, however, was going to be a problem because she could heal; but he had already figured that out.
He tucked the knife back into his jacket. He wasn't going to use it. It was the same knife Blake had stabbed him with years ago when he kidnapped Kaylee. If he used it, and had to run away before he could hide it, they would definitely be able to trace the crime back to him.
He had something different in mind.
As he walked, a bird flew over his head and suddenly dropped to the sidewalk, wheezing heavily, as if lacking oxygen. He smirked and continued on his way.