Disclaimer: Not mine, sorry!
The Mighty Morphin' Power Rangers are gone. There is no wake to remember them, no ceremony to pass the torch. There is only a single moment, noticed only by Zordon, Alpha, Billy and I. As I look at the others, I can see the bewildered anguish Rocky feels as he stares at Tanya as Yellow Zeo, he feels Aisha's leaving keenly. No less emotional is Adam, who hides behind his quiet mask, with only the glint of tears in his eyes to show his pain. The Three Ninjas are gone, ripped apart by the tides of war; and only two have been cast upon our familiar shore.
They will never recover.
I know this, as I know Kat feels guilty at her relief that Tanya came and Aisha left. I don't doubt Kat will miss Aisha, but we both knew Aisha was not the Yellow we needed.
I look at Tanya and I know that she is the missing link. The Mighty Morphin' Power Rangers we may not be; but we are the Power Rangers Zeo, and it is our turn.
I cleared my throat, and looked at my team. Once all eyes were on me, I gathered my Green strength, collected my White intuition and took up the mantel now mine. I am now the Red Ranger.