"Where on earth have they gone now?" Kira asked herself in irritation. She hadn't been gone more than twenty minutes, and she'd expected to see at least three of the four male individuals on her team waiting for her. However, when she'd arrived at the designated spot, back pack collected and in its rightful location on her back, all four were missing. She spun around a few times, looking around the area for something she had missed.

Footsteps coming towards her caused Kira to jump, and turn around. She spotted Kimberly walking towards her, but the other girl seemed so lost in thought that she didn't notice she wasn't alone. She was mumbling something to herself.

"Oh, let's see," Kimberly muttered, searching the ground as if she'd lost something. "Oh… alright I remember I came here to meet the guys," she stated, a bit louder, "and then those tengas came."

Kira's eye shot open, realizing other girl wouldn't want anyone else to hear what she was talking about. "Kimberly," she called out, shaking the pink clad teenager from her distress. For her part, Kimberly look startled, and a bit shocked to find she wasn't alone. She was kicking herself for talking out loud, but outwardly she smiled and waved.

"Oh, hey Kira," she said pleasantly, but Kira could still see her eyes darting around on the ground.

"You lose something?" Kira asked, knowing it might be important. Kimberly nodded, sighing.

"My watch."

"Let me help you look," Kira suggested. Seeing no alternative, Kimberly accepted the help. Mere moments later six tones rung out in the area where the two teenage girls were searching. But girls jumped, but for different reasons. Kira was startled, while Kimberly was cursing her luck that someone was trying to reach her at that very moment.

Kira was closer to the source, so she stepped toward the tree the girl had been leaning against that morning and found a metal bracelet on the ground. The center was round and speaker like, while the bands of the bracelet were flexible, and garnished in pink. Kira picked it up as Kimberly reached her and handed it to the other girl. "Is this is?" she asked.

"Yeah," Kimberly replied, relief showing on her face as she took it from the girl and put it back on.

"It doesn't look like a watch," Kira protested.

"Uh," Kimberly started, "Billy made it. It's supposed to revolutionize the watch industry. I'm helping him test it," she lied. Kira frowned, sensing there was something about the device that the teenager wasn't telling her. She opened her mouth to say something when the same six tones went off. The girl in pink started to turn a mixture of white and green, as she looked down at the device on her wrist. She was near panicking. It finally dawned on Kira that the strange metallic device eliciting a pattern of beeps must have been the other girl's communicator, and someone was urgently trying to get in touch with her. Kimberly wouldn't risk Kira finding out her identity, which actually meant that Kimberly and her friends hadn't fully figured out Kira's identity either. Taking pity on the other ranger, Kira smiled.

"Well, glad I could help you find it. I've got to be going," she stated, not even waiting for the distressed girl to say goodbye. She walked away as swiftly as she dared, although, as soon as she was clear, she circled back around to listen in on Kim.

"Zordon, I read you," Kira heard Kimberly say, through the trees. She didn't dare peak back out incase Kim was looking in her direction.

Kimberly, the other rangers are in grave danger, a voice Kira had never heard before came through. Kira remembered from the video on ranger history that she had seen that Zordon was the mentor of this times rangers. He was the alien being who'd given the original five rangers their powers. Teleport to the Command Center immediately.

"Ok, I'm on my way," Kira heard Kimberly reply. A moment later, a strange sound filled the air and Kira looked up towards it to see a pink streak flying through the air. She opened her eyes in shock, and stepped back out into the small area the pink ranger had just left.

"Well, that explains where Dr. O and the others are. They must have gone to help the other rangers, but where are they?" Kira hissed to herself, pacing back and forth.

A few minutes later, Kira was sitting on the table, her legs pulled up on one of the bench seats when the same strange sound pulled her from her thoughts. Kira gazed up in its direction, watching a pink light streak past her. Deciding her best bet to finding her teammates was to follow it, Kira jumped off the table, slung the back pack on and ran in the direction of the pink streak.


"Dr. O, please! Isn't there anything we can do?" Connor pleaded. He, Ethan, and Trent were growing more and more distressed as they watched the five rangers and Ninjor, devoid of all color struggle on the ground while a cackling Artisemole danced around them wreaking havoc.

"No Connor," Tommy stated. "It's important that they do this on their own. Bad as the situation may seem, they will be alright," he added, "if Kimberly ever gets here."

"What do you mean if?" Trent asked him.

"She's taking a bit longer than I remember," Tommy replied honestly. Her extended absence was beginning to worry him. He hoped their presence in the current timeline hadn't disrupted the flow of events.

"Dr. O, I'm overriding you if she's not here in two minutes," Connor said angrily. There was no response except what sounded like a defeated sigh. However, at that point, a pink light streaked overhead, settling at the base of the hill behind the Artisemole, and materializing into the pink ranger. Unseen by his teammates, Tommy smiled in relief and sat down, as he'd been standing, pacing nervously at the top of the hill.

"Kimberly," he heard his own voice cry out in pain. Tommy let his eyes settle back on the battle below as Kimberly raced towards the enemy.

"Ha ha, a little pink for my pallet," the alien creature taunted. He aimed his paint brush at her firing several shots, each missing her. The teenage boys beside Tommy had fallen silent, clearly not expecting her to be successful.

Tommy winced, as he watched her leap over Artisemole, kick off of a tree, and be struck by another blast from the paint brush. He knew his teenage self was both in agony from the attack, as well as watching his girlfriend being blasted out of the air.

The pink ranger groaned as she hit the ground, pushing herself to her knees. "I don't like your style," she told the creature.

"Who made you a critic?" Artisemole taunted.

"Kimberly," Ninjor called out to her. "You must not let him fire his brush at you."

"What does he think she's trying to do? Be his human target?" Ethan stated, to no one specifically, slightly angry at the situation. Mostly angry that Tommy wasn't letting them help when the rangers were in danger.

"Ethan," Tommy muttered a warning. The teenage grumbled back but stayed put.

"As if you could stop me," the alien stated, raising his brush into the air and pressing it towards the pink ranger, pinning her to the ground. She grabbed hold of the brush with both hands, pressing it away from her body as she lay on the ground on her back. "I'm going to paint you out."

"Hang on Kimberly," the white ranger called out to her. Invisible Tommy rolled his eyes. What exactly was she supposed to hang on until? She was their last hope. "Remember, you friends are always with you."

"Unless their evil science teacher doesn't let them help," Connor muttered, invisible death glare from said science teacher going unseen, although it most likely would have been ignored anyway. Tommy was a little surprised that in the two days three days since their arrival, the teens were already considering his friends their own.

"You keep out of this," Artisemole retorted to the white ranger. "Time for the brush off," he said, turning his attention fully back to the struggling pink ranger. He raised the brush up and swung it back toward the pink rangers head. Suddenly, the pink ranger swung her hands up to meet the brush.

"Ha," she cried out, startling the alien. She grabbed hold of the brush and tossed Artisemole, connected to the other side, over her head. She rolled and jumped to her feet. When he stood up and taunted her, she leaped at him, landing a solid kick, knocking Artisemole backward.

"Where the heck have you three been," a shout caught the attention of Connor, Ethan, Trent, and Tommy behind them. The four turned to see Kira racing towards them.

"Shhh," Connor hissed at her. "Keep low," he added. Kira frowned, noticing that her teammates weren't in morph. She sank to her hands and knees as she neared the crest of the hill and peered over.

"What did I miss?" she asked them.

"Watching Kimberly save Dr. O's ass," Ethan told her. "Ow!" he hissed, feeling something solid collide with his side when said individual kicked him. He rubbed at it, glaring in the general direction it had come from.

The pink ranger flipped her blaster out of its holster at her side. "So long mole man," she stated. She fired a few blasts aimed at knocking him off his feet.

"Aim for his stomach, Kim," the black ranger called out to her. "It's a big target."

"You've not seen the last of me," Artisemole moaned as the final blast struck him in the chest.

"Hey, hey," the white ranger stated, "something's happening." Color returned to him, the other four rangers, and Ninjor. They struggled to their feet, strength slowly returning. "Oh yeah! Our colors are back!"

"I am reenergized and ready for action," Ninjor stated.

"Alright, we're back, Kimberly did it," the yellow ranger cheered.

"Sorry guys," the pink ranger said, running towards her friends. "Better late than never. Let's make sure that mole's history."

"Damn it," Kira hissed. "She's late because of me," she stated. Her friends looked at her. "I was waiting on you guys when the pink ranger showed up, looking for her missing communicator. I helped her find it, but I didn't know what it was. I think I delayed her a bit."

"It's alright, Kira," Tommy's voice reached her. "The battle went as it should."

Kira's self-pity was cut short as a green and blue bolt of light shot down, striking Artisemole who grew to a massive size. All four teenagers stared in shock. They'd really been hoping things were over.

"I'm back and bigger than ever," the creepy monster shouted. The rangers responded instantly.

"Power Rangers, we need ninja zord power now," they shouted, six voices in one, and began calling in their zords.

"Let's go back to the cabin," Tommy's voice interrupted the teenagers watching the battle.

"But Dr. O," Trent protested.

"You want to stay and risk getting stepped on by a zord? Go for it," Tommy told him. They actually heard his footsteps withdrawing. Ethan, Kira, and Trent looked at Connor who shrugged and stood up, chasing after his teammate. The other three followed suit.

They found Tommy leaning against a tree a few yards into the woods, no longer invisible. His feet were crossed at the ankles, his arms crossed over his chest. His face was tense, but he tried to relax his features as his teammates showed up. He gave them each a weak smile.

"I'm sorry, Dr. O," Kira apologized.

"Nothing to be sorry for Kira. I forgot Kim had lost her communicator and would go looking for it. I should have warned you as soon as I realized what was going on," Tommy told her. "Anyway, no harm done. They'll all be fine."

"We're sorry too," Connor told him. "We shouldn't have argued so much."

Tommy raised his eyebrows in surprise at Connor. Ethan and Trent were nodding their agreement. Tommy laughed slightly.

"It's alright. You did what I've been training you to do. You're rangers, too. I know it was hard just watching," he told them. "Believe me, I know."

Visibily relaxing knowing that their mentor wasn't angry with them, the teenagers laughed.

"Dude, those come backs were terrible," Connor told him.

"Don't push it, Connor," Tommy told him.

"Dr. O," Kira stated. "Can we go back to the youth center? You know, to make sure they're alright?"

Tommy paused and studied her. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to let the rangers see them together, although this time they'd be more relaxed. And since the rangers hadn't seen them recently, it was doubtful they'd be suspect. "Alright," he stated. He kind of wanted to see that they were in deed ok with his own eyes, as well. Kira gave him a smile as he slipped invisible and followed his teammates back out into the park.

About ten minutes later, they were wandering around the youth center, checking out the art work being sold. Connor and Ethan walked past each one pretty quickly, chatting with one another, joking every so often. Kira and Trent were standing off on the side of a brightly colored painting of a mole in a bright blue frame. A man in a blue blazer stood in front of it, adjusting it, while a woman stood off to the side.

"That's, um… different, don't you think?" Kira asked Trent who nodded. They heard a snort of laughter from behind them.

The two teenagers Kira had noticed sleeping on the floor earlier came storming over to the man and woman, their uniforms looking disheveled. Kira raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"Hold it right there," the skinny one cried.

"Don't even breathe," his heavy set counterpart added in. "You can't fool two of Angel Grove's best detectives."

"Yeah, or us." They'd approached the man in blue blazer who was giving them both a questioning look as he was joined by the woman nearby.

"Hand over the stolen painting," the heavy teen told them, holding out his hand.

"What do you mean stolen?" the woman asked.

"Pardon me, but my painting's frame was loose. I merely repaired it," the man replied, gesturing to the painting.

"It needs more repair," Kira whispered in a hushed voice.

"Don't be mean," Trent laughed, smiling and leading her off to a table nearby where Ethan and Connor had seated themselves while the man and woman continued their conversation with the teenage patrol officers. A fifth chair slid up a bit, indicating the presence of the invisible Tommy.

"There," Trent stated, nodding his hair towards a girl in pink coming down the stairs toward the couple as the teenagers left. Kira, Connor, and Trent watched as Kimberly made her way over.

"That's her mom," Tommy whispered. "We had good timing," he added, watching as Kimberly began conversing with her mother and soon to be step-dad. "Kim's mom told her last night that they're moving to Paris." The look he was getting used to seeing on the teenagers face appeared again. "The rangers have been too preoccupied to think about us."

"How can you be so nonchalant about Kimberly moving?" Ethan hissed.

"What about the rangers?" Kira added.

"Oh, relax. Here come's Aisha. She found a solution," Tommy told them. Again, looks of surprise and confusion. Tommy laughed. "Kim's going to move in with Aisha," he told them, watching as Aisha and Kimberly hugged, laughing.

Arm in arm, the teenage girls waved goodbye to their parents as the adults began talking to each other, clearly discussing the logistics of such a housing situation. The girls approached the four teenagers at the table. "Hey guys," they stated at the same time, giggling. Kira resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Up until they got all giggly, she really liked the other female rangers. "I never really thanked you for earlier Kira," Kimberly told her. "I really owe you one."

"No problem. I know how it feels to lose something important," Kira replied. Kimberly nodded. "Where are the others?" Kira asked, looking around.

"We're not always together," Aisha laughed. "Unlike you four," she added. The four teens answered with nervous smiles. Tommy winced, unseen, to the accusation in the girl's voice. It felt weird referring to her as a girl, even if it was in his head.

"Stop teasing, Aisha," Kimberly said, her smile never fading. "Art's not really their thing," she told the teenagers. "We're hanging out in the park tomorrow. A picnic lunch by the lake if you want to come."

"That sounds like fun," Ethan told her.

"Yeah, we'll see if our teacher will give us another day off the dig. It is Saturday after all," Connor stated, stressing the word Saturday for Tommy specifically. It took all the self-control Tommy had not to hit the teenager in the back of his head.

Both girls nodded, and waved goodbye, heading out of the youth center together. As soon as they left, Tommy hit Connor, who winced.

"Satisfied?" He asked the teenagers, who nodded. "Good. I'm tired. I want a day of no running tomorrow," he moved the chair as he stood up, leading the teenagers back out of the youth center.

"Dr. O? Can we go to the picnic tomorrow?" Kira stated as they walked. Tommy groaned.

"We'll see," he answered, sighing.


The sun was nearing its noon peak the following day as the four teenagers from Reefside walked along the edge of the lake where they'd watched the rangers battle Artisemole the day before. The area was surprising empty, but there were a few people around. Ethan and Connor walked up front, while Kira and Trent walked side by side behind them, not in hand but with fingers touching each other lightly. Conversation was pretty light and casual. Each of the teens was dressed in comfortable outdoor clothing for early spring in California, 90s fashion, and their respective colors. Looking at them, they appeared like any other group of teenagers in 1995 enjoying a Saturday afternoon.

However, their conversation shifted slightly, and to someone listening it would definitely not have been normal.

"What do you think Haley's doing right now?" Trent asked. Now that there was some down time, their tech was on their minds.

Kira shrugged in response.

"Probably going crazy trying to find us," Ethan stated, wincing as he thought about it. When they'd brought her up to Tommy earlier he'd been pretty relaxed about it. The way he saw it, assuming they could get back, they would probably arrive in their own time shortly, or even right before they had even left, meaning Haley would never have had to look for them. And assuming they couldn't get back, there really wasn't any good in worrying over it.

"At least she knows we're alive," Connor added into the conversation. He paused. "I miss my cell phone," he stated.

"I miss video games," Ethan put in with a laugh. Kira and Trent laughed as well, shaking their heads.

Connor turned so he was walking backwards beside Ethan, facing Kira and Trent. "So Kira," he started, "how'd you get the old fossil to let us come today?" He tripped backwards over something in his path and went crashing down to the ground, landing hard on his butt. Ethan and Trent doubled over laughing. Kira smirked as Connor looked around for the rock, or root, or branch he'd tripped over, and failing to find anything.

"I told him he could come," Kira laughed, watching Connor grumble as a fourth set of laughter joined in at his misery. She reached down to the red clad teen, offering her hand to help him up. Connor took it, still glaring at her.

"You could have warned me," he complained.

"Oh man," Ethan cried, wiping tears out of his eyes. "That was priceless. Good one, Dr. O," he stated.

"Thanks," was the one word response from the invisible man.

"I hate you all," Connor hissed as they resumed their walk. After a few minute of quiet, interspaced with bits of giggling at Connor's expense, the teens drew to a stop. "What time do you think they'll all be-". His question was cut off as the group suddenly found themselves surrounded by tengas.

"What the hell," Trent shouted. He and his teammates immediately fell into defensive stances, hands curling into fists. Above the din of the cawing from the creepy bird creatures they heard the screams of the local populace as they raced away. Obviously when it wasn't children in danger, the locals abandoned the threat in favor of every man for himself, confident that their heroes would take care of the problem and rescue the targets of the alien invasion. Within moments the five were alone, and Tommy allowed himself to come out of invisibility.

"Dr. O? What's going on? You remember this? Anything happen the day after Artisemole?" Kira hissed, whipping her head to follow the circling tengas. She counted ten, maybe more. They wouldn't hold still.

"Nope." Tommy replied to her.

"I know you've got that whole 'no interfering' rule," Connor stated, "but how do you feel about self-defense?"

"Morph first, they're too strong for hand to hand combat."

"Gotcha," the four teens replied, deferring to Connor as he shouted their morphing cry.

Meanwhile, the local populace that had run from the site the moment the tengas appeared crested the hill bordering the lake and began to run down the other side, passing two teenagers who were walking in the opposite direction – as in toward the lake. One was a boy clad in blue, with circular glasses, while the second was a girl clad in pink, carrying a picnic basket. Confused looks on their face, Billy grabbed hold of a woman that was running towards them. "What's happening?" he asked her.

"There's things… by the lake," she yelled. Billy let her go and looked at Kimberly who dropped the picnic basket.

"Watch out for the feet," a shout reached their ears. Billy frowned, concern written on his face.

"That sounded like Tommy!" he told Kim who nodded.

"The others must need help," she added. Both teenagers raced toward the lake, fighting their way through the opposing individuals. Billy paused; shocked at what he saw when he reached the top. Kimberly stopped when she caught up to him, surprise on her face as well. "What the?"

The scene in front of them was not what they'd expected. Instead of finding four ninja morphed rangers battling tengas beside the lake, their view was of five fully morphed rangers battling tengas, four of which lay prone on the ground. The other six took on the rangers. Yellow and blue tag teamed one, while black and red each took on one individually. That left three circling the black ranger, who darted in and out with ease. Even in the moment of hesitation on Billy and Kimberly's part, the five rangers knocked out two more, the freed up rangers moving to help their teammates. Kimberly made a motion as if to morph, but Billy put a hand on her shoulder instead.

"They've got it under control," he said quietly, ducking down so he wouldn't be seen. Maybe this was a chance to find out who, or at least what, the other five rangers were. Kimberly frowned, but followed his lead. Within minutes, the five rangers were down to three tengas, all trapped within a circle by them. Suddenly four of the rangers dropped to their knees, hands over their ears. The yellow ranger leaned forward, arms thrown behind her. Suddenly she screamed, a sonic blast radiating out. Even from a distance, Billy and Kimberly winced, slapping their own hands over their ears. When the sound stopped, they gazed down to find the last remaining bird creatures on the ground. All ten bodies disappeared, and the five rangers regrouped together.

"Everyone ok?" the red ranger asked them. The other for nodded and answered in the affirmative.

"They purposely attacked us," the yellow ranger stated. "Why?" The yellow, red, blue, and white rangers looked towards the black ranger who shrugged his shoulders. The rangers were standing in a circle. The black and white rangers were standing with their backs mostly toward the hill, while the red ranger had the lake to his back.

"Power down," the rangers stated, de-morphing. Billy and Kim looked at each other, eyes wide, and then stood up.

"We were definitely the target," Tommy stated to his teammates. "But I don't understand why."

"It doesn't make any sense," Trent told him. "Who else besides Chronosaurus knows we're here?"

"Somehow the enemies of this time, Rita and Zedd, have found out," Tommy replied, concern on his face.

"Do you think they know exactly who they are?" Ethan asked. Tommy placed his hands over his face in thought but shook his head.

"Um," Connor stated, eyes going wide. He was standing opposite Tommy and Trent, with Ethan to his left, and Kira to his right. "We have a problem," he finished, pointing directly behind Tommy.

Frowning, Tommy turned, at the same time as Trent. He heard Kira beside him gasp. "Oh, fuck!"

Two feet or so away from him stood Billy and Kimberly, both whose eyes shot wide open at the sight of their own ranger leader in front of them. Billy's mouth dropped open slightly, as his brow furrowed in confusion. Kimberly fainted and Tommy lunged forward, catching the teenage girl and preventing her from hitting the ground.


Ok, so I know I normally give you two chapters at once, but the ending of this one is just so perfect, that I want to let it sit a while. Let you all imagine how the next bit is going to go now that Tommy's identity has been exposed. But, don't worry, Chapter 8 is fully written and I will post it late this afternoon/evening, so you don't have to wait to long.

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Thanks,

Fateless