It was a beautiful day in Corinth Square. The rebuild having been completed, the city had been able to slow down and take some time to relax. A citywide holiday had been declared to honour the heroes who had saved humanity from extinction. It was for that reason that this day was also chosen as the day to bless the union of the woman who had masterminded the whole operation to destroy Venjix, and the man who had led the team that had accomplished the task.

Dr. K's head rested limply on Scott's shoulder as he carried her to the luxury apartment they had been gifted for the night. It had been a long day, and between the dancing, the speeches and the dancing, she had expended all her energy. Because of her small size, and the fact she still wasn't used to drinking, the champagne had pretty much finished her off, and so she was simply exhausted. Scott smiled at her as they arrived at the door of the apartment.

"We're here Dr. Truman." He whispered to her. Dr. K felt her heart racing as he called her that. She had never known what it was to have a family. Even when she found out her family name, she refused to use it, having long since accepted the fact that her family had rejected her. Now, she knew where she belonged. Now she was a Truman.

He opened the door to the apartment, carrying her across the threshold. The main room was brilliant white, and all the lights had been turned down low. The room was covered in candles, giving it a warm, orange glow. Lily petals had been scattered all over the floor, and soft, classical music was playing in the background. Dr. K kissed his cheek.

"This is perfect." She whispered to him. "I love you so much."

"Well if you think this is good, wait until you see this." He told her. He took her across the room towards where a large, ornately patterned four-poster bed was waiting, setting her down on plump, soft pillows of a deep red. He held up two glasses, pouring some champagne before handing one to her.

"Here's to the rest of our lives." He whispered, sinking his glass in one swig, before throwing it over his shoulder, where it shattered with a distinctive tinkle. Dr. K held up her own glass and smiled at him.

"To the rest of our lives." She whispered in response, before gulping it down in one go, before letting it fall over the edge of the bed to the floor, before drawing him in, kissing him deeply. He parted a little from her, looking into her eyes. Dr. K's smile slipped as she saw a dark figure appearing behind him. Light reflected off a sharp knife in his hand.

Before she could warn him, a hand grabbed Scott by the hair, pulling his head back, and he dragged the knife across his throat, slicing it open. His hand shot to his neck, and he gurgled as thick, dark blood leaked from his wound, and his eyes became glassy and lifeless. His blood leaked over her, covering her face and chest. Dr. K screamed as he slumped to the bed beside her lifelessly. A dozen other men appeared around her bed from the shadows.

"You had no right to a life Dr. K." A booming voice declared. "You were our property. Now we've come to reclaim you."

"You killed him!" She screamed at the murderer. "I loved him!"

"His death is your fault." The murderer declared as his accomplices grabbed her, holding her fast. "You knew you were our property. You knew that we would never be able to afford to let you go free. It was inevitable we would come for you."

"I'm Sarah Truman!" She screamed at him. "I'm no one's property!"

"That's where you're wrong." The murderer told her. Just then, a heavy canvas bag war pulled over her head, plunging her into darkness.

Sarah snapped out of her sleep, screaming as the nightmare ended. She had found out the truth behind her captivity in the Alphabet Soup facility a little before Scott had left to go to Vegas. It had been a harsh truth to find out. While it was traumatic to believe that she had been kidnapped on behalf of the United States Government, at least it was something that no one could have prevented. While she never believed that her parents would ever kick in the door of her cell and take her home, it was something that comforted her to at least think that they were looking for her.

Of course now she knew that there was nothing further from the truth. Far from looking for her, it had been her parents that had condemned her to that life, all for the sake of 100,000 dollars. She hadn't been working for her Government to make the world a safer place; she had been working for a corporation whose only interest was profit. Worst of all, she had found out that had she not unleashed the Venjix Virus, it would have been unleashed into the world once the programming had been refined to the point they could defeat it, all in the name of profit.

She got up from her bed, making her way to the bathroom and washed her face. She hated to feel like this. She knew all of this. She knew the truth behind her life. She knew that she had a family with the Rangers who cared about her, and she knew that Scott loved her deeply. She had pledged her life to him, but something about the dream spoke to her. She had never been a fan of psychology, but she had read enough to know that often dreams revealed a lot about underlying issues and anxieties that played on the mind.

There was something about the nature of dreams that had always terrified her. It wasn't like the things in her lab, which she could manipulate and control at will; dreams were something even she couldn't stop.

Out in Vegas, Frank was driving the transport through the streets of the city towards Semtex's headquarters in the old Mandalay Bay casino building. Emma was checking some weaponry in the racks in the back.

"Come on bro, I thought you said you could drive this thing." She complained. "You're going slower that Uncle Ethan!"

"In case you hadn't noticed, this is an APC, not a sports car." He reminded her. "Besides, we don't want to get there too far ahead of mom and dad. I don't know about you, but facing them alone is a little more adventure than I was looking for."

"Then you might not want to look ahead!" Emma screeched, pointing out the front window. Frank turned back to the road, seeing dozens of Grinders heading towards them in patrol vehicles. As the first outriders fired blasts from their bikes, the armoured vehicle rocked violently, throwing Emma around in the back.

"Hold on, this is going to be a rough ride!" Frank warned her, before hitting the gas, smashing his vehicle through the first of the Grinders, sending debris flying everywhere.

Meanwhile, the Lion Hauler was blasting through the streets, following the faint trail of the vehicle Emma and Frank had stolen earlier. Flynn fought hard with the controls. Due to the timeline being brought forward unexpectedly, he had been forced to call his vehicle before Dr. K had completed the repairs. He was confident that the weapons would work just fine, but it was running a little rougher than he was used to. All things considered, he'd have preferred it if they had had the opportunity to complete the repairs and gone into battle at 100 percent.

Dillon was in the back with Adam, both of them already morphed and ready for action. Adam was holding his Axe Blaster on his knee, prepared for action. Dillon felt badly for him, knowing what this battle meant for him. It was a chance for him to avenge everything Semtex had taken from him. It was a chance for him to avenge the loss of his wife, and what it had done to his son, and yet he also knew how empty it was at the same time. Even if this was it, even if they did manage to destroy the Generals and reclaim their city, it wouldn't give him back what he had lost. He would still have to go home to a son who had been so traumatised by what he had seen; he hadn't spoken in almost two years. He would still have to try and build a life for them without her. It made him fear once again for his wife back in Corinth. Although he missed her dreadfully, he was thankful he didn't have things as bad as Adam did.

Over in the Eagle Zord, Scott was racing as quickly as he could, with Tommy in his Zeo Ranger outfit in the seat next to him. He still couldn't believe that he was actually going on a mission with a man who had been actively involved in the Ranger business for over twenty years. He had always considered the fact that he had no idea how long he would be needed as a Ranger, but seeing Tommy, it had simultaneously frightened, and yet also excited him to wonder if that was his future.

"Tommy, have the scanners picked anything up yet?" Kira screamed at him from the back. Her voice was filled with desperation, born out of fear for her children's safety, and anger at their careless and thoughtless actions in racing out into the city.

"Nothing yet Kira." He answered her. He seemed a lot calmer than his wife, but it was still a front. Scott could feel the tension in the vehicle. They were both naturally terrified about what could have happened to them.

The vehicle pitched a little as he ran over the wreckage of a patrol bike. Scott checked the computer, finding it was still smoking.

"The wreckage is fresh." He told them. "They were here recently."

"That also means Semtex knows they're out here." Kira added in a panic. "We have to find them!"

Just then, they rounded a corner, finding an overturned APC, the armour twisted and smoking. Grinders were gathered around it, firing into it. Kira and Tommy immediately bailed out of the Eagle Zord, while Scott brought it to a halt. Adam and Dillon did likewise.

"Get away from my kids!" Kira screamed as she rushed towards the Grinders, calling out her Ptera Grips. Tommy joined her with his Zeo Sword. Flynn cleared a path with the Lion hauler as they rushed towards the vehicle. Adam, Dillon, Tommy and Kira fought furiously to stop the Grinders attacking the vehicle.

Just then, a stray blast from the battle hit the fuel tank of the APC. The Rangers all looked up in horror as the ruined vehicle exploded, debris scattering all across the landscape. Kira sank to her knees as she watched this, tears forming in her eyes.

Just then, a hellish, high-pitched scream erupted from debris a little way off. All the Rangers clutched their helmets, trying to block out the noise, but saw dozens of Grinders smashing into oblivion. On the other side, others started flying around, smashing to pieces. Frank came into view on top of a ruined bus stop with a blaster in his hands, firing into the ranks of robotic foot soldiers, while his sister appeared from thin air, also firing a blaster.

Tommy rushed to the attack with a renewed vigour, carving his way through the army before them. Adam joined his long-time friend in the battle, backed up by Dillon as Scott and Flynn finally got out of their vehicles, joining the battle.

Kira got back to her feet as the battle started to wind down. The last Grinder was brought to its knees by a kick to the back of the leg from Frank at which Emma kicked its head off, causing it to roll to a halt by her.

Emma and Frank high-fived each other, and congratulated each other over their success. Their excitement was short-lived as they turned in time to see Kira getting to her feet slowly. She recalled her helmet, at which they could see the tears in her eyes. They both looked at each other, feeling an overwhelming sense of shame as she approached them. They realised what they had put her through in their pursuit of an adventure of their own.

"Mom, we're sorry..." Emma was cut off as Kira hugged them both tightly, squeezing them both in her relief to see her children safe. She parted from them.

"What the hell were you thinking?" She yelled at them. "You could have been killed! Do you not see what happened to the vehicle? I've been going out of my mind!"

"We're sorry mom." Emma muttered quietly. "We didn't mean to make you worry so much."

"We only wanted to fight Semtex." Frank told her. "We wanted to be heroes like you and dad. We wanted you to be proud of us."

"We always have been proud of you." Tommy assured his children as he joined them, hugging them both as he recalled his helmet. "You don't need to run out and fight to accomplish that."

"We just wanted to prove we were as brave as you." Frank told him. "You and mom always told us about all the battles you were in..."

"What you did wasn't brave, it was stupid." Kira interrupted her son. "We didn't go out looking for those battles. We only fought when we had to. We didn't choose to become Rangers; it was just what we needed to do."

"We fought so hard in the hopes you would never have to." Tommy explained.

"We're sorry." Emma reiterated, throwing her arms around her mother, breaking down in tears.

"Well Semtex already knows we're out here." Flynn commented. "What do we want to do?"

"We go ahead with the plan." Scott told them. "We're all out here. There are no Rangers back at Area 51. If they beat us back, they'll be all but defenceless."

"The only way is to keep going." Adam agreed. "If we destroy Semtex, it'll force his troops back to defend their headquarters."

"What about the kids?" Kira asked him. "Who's going to take them back?"

"There's no time." Scott told her regretfully. "If we go ahead with this, we have to go now."

Kira looked to her husband, then to her kids as she tried to size up the situation. She pointed a finger at them in warning.

"Both of you are to stay in the Lion Hauler, is that clear?" She ordered them. Having already upset their mother once, and knowing they were bound to face their real punishment later, they were in no hurry to argue with her. They just nodded obediently and went with Adam back to the Lion Hauler. Kira called forth her helmet once more. "Alright, let's go get Semtex."

As they left, Flynn kicked the head of the Grinder Emma and Frank had decapitated earlier into the distance. Over in the Mandalay, Semtex watched the footage it played, and laughed.

"Well now we know that they're coming." He commented. "Leviathan!"

Leviathan came into the room, bowing to his superior as he arrived.

"The Ranger Legend has decided to throw all his eggs in one basket today." He informed him. "Have the building on lockdown. I want all units in the lobby. I want every Grinder available ready to fight. Activate all the hybrids and have them keep the security room under control."

"It will be done sir." Leviathan responded. As he left, Semtex turned to a corner of the room, were a large, steel door was situated. Heading towards it, it opened for the only one that had security clearance for this room. Inside was a laboratory, dedicated to the upkeep of the third General. In the centre of the room, there was a large, heavy chair, much like a dentist's chair with mechanical tentacles all around, carrying various tools and syringes. The General was sitting in the chair, held in place by heavy restraints securing her arms and legs to the chair.

"It is almost time for your debut General Scylla." He told her, stroking the General's head. She was a hybrid, a human woman, around her mid thirties, with long, raven black hair. She was wearing a form-fitting black bodysuit with a few plates of armour in places. A black visor covered her face. "Activate."

Suddenly Scylla came into consciousness, staring out through the visor, its display showing her various scans and analysis of her environment. She blinked a few times, trying to get her bearings.

"You have been in development long enough." Semtex told her, recalling her visor and looking directly into her human eyes. "You are by far my finest creation, and soon you will have the chance to prove that."

He produced a picture of the Black Dino Ranger, showing it to her.

"This will be your test." He told her. "Destroy him, and claim your place by my side."

"I will." Scylla responded as the restraints opened, allowing her to stand up. "The Black Ranger will fall by my hand!"