AN: I know that the first Power Rangers Movie was non-canon. I'm treating the movie as an alternate universe, but the character Ivan Ooze is from the main universe and merely traveled back there in spacetime in this story.

The last twelve years had been the most different of Goldar, Scorpina, and Rito's lives. They were living on Earth as legal aliens, bodyguards to Mayor Waspicable, a job that payed the bills and left considerable discretionary income. They had an expanded circle of friends, the closest of whom were the Org couple. But the biggest change for Goldar and Scorpina was parenthood.

Not long after settling in Turtle Hills, Scorpina laid a golden egg that hatched six months later into a baby scorpion-simian monster. He looked mostly like Goldar, but had Scorpina's tail. They named the child Jason after Goldar's old nemesis. A daughter followed two years later who looked almost entirely like Scorpina. In the established tradition of ironic naming, they called her Trini.

Trini was a studious fourth-grader who regularly brought home straight A's with an occasional B. Jason by contrast was a B average sixth grader. It was Jason's behavior at school that was the reason behind this parent-assistant principle conference.

The assistant principle over discipline was an Eye-Guy. He sat in a black cushioned chair behind a wood topped desk, rolling a pencil around in his fingers as if it were some nervous tic.

Goldar sat in a chair with steel legs and a red cushion seat and back rest. Jason sat in an identical chair.

The assistant principle turned all his forward facing eyes to the golden armored simians across from him.

"So, Mr. Goldar, do you realize why you have been summoned here?"

"Yes. Apparantly my kid broke some Tenga kid's beak."

Jason, now thinking that it was his turn to speak, said, "But if I didn't, Cool J was gonna pound Arnold!"

"Arnold?" Goldar asked.

"A young Piranhatron, student," the assistant principle said, "Who would've been sent to the nurse's office and Jasper would be the only one facing disciplinary charges."

"Who's Jasper?" Goldar asked.

"The Tenga, Cool J," Jason answered.

"So let me get this straight: If Jason hadn't acted, his friend would've got beaten up?"

"That's correct."

"Then why is he suffering disciplinary charges for helping his friend?"

The Assistant principle stood up.

"Mr. Goldar, your son broke one of the most sensitive parts of a Tenga's body. He could have run with Arnold to the nearest school security officer."

Goldar eyed Jason. "That true, son?"

Jason looked down at the ground.

"Yeah, I guess."

Now, weighing the situation Goldar asked, "Why didn't you?"

Jason stared at his feet for a few more minutes before responding, "There were three of them!"

"All the more reason to go to an adult! What if this 'Cool J's' friends joined the fight."

"They were about to when—" Jason started

"When security saw what was going on," the assistant principle interjected. "Arnold is otherwise fine, Jasper is spending the next few days in in-school suspension, and your son has detention tomorrow."

Goldar nodded. He looked at Jason.

"There is a lesson here son. When someone who has the responsibility to handle something like this is around, like there was in your case, you should go to them."

Villamax demonstrated the proper fighting stance while Trakeena the Younger mimicked them. The young humanoid monster had the appearance of a twelve-year-old human girl with a red insectoid exoskeleton. Like her mother, strands of hair grew beneath her red head armor. Unlike her mother, this Trakeena had blonde hair. She also had white horns instead of antennae. On her back were small mothlike wings that would grow large once she entered the cocoon.

If she enters the cocoon, her mother thought. Trakeena the Elder, who had once ran away from her father to keep her mortal beauty rather than enter the cocoon, now yearned for its power so that she could match her Org husband.

She had only known Olympius for a few days prior to their marriage. It had never been a question of love but of political expediency. She brought the loyalty of her parents' forces, while the "Champion of the Shadow World" brought his own celebrity and the regality of his mother's bloodline. She did find him physically attractive back then, but the signs were there if she'd not let the thought of the Grand Monarchy of Evil blind her as it did her father and Havoc. Olympius had been abandoned by Bansheera in the Shadow World and, no matter what victories he'd won, he'd always feel insecure about his power. He acted tough, but she could read through him and see how insecure and hurt he really was. She thought she could manipulate that to her advantage, just as her father and Havoc thought they could manipulate his youth. After all, Olympius had seen what had happened to Gasket when he tried to wield absolute power. He had learned a lesson, but not the one that the three of them were hoping he'd learn. He'd learned that he needed more power than Gasket or his mother. For the few weeks between his elevation to the Grand Monarchy and his bringing the Scorpion Stinger to Earth, he'd finally seemed confident, relaxed. Trakeena now knew that this was the time her husband had learned about the Org seeds. Since the day he first gained Org powers he looked unhealthy, displayed only anger, mocking, and indifference. He used the vines on the Scorpion Stinger's entire crew from time to time, including Trakeena and Scorpius. So far he'd never attacked their daughter, Trakeena the Younger, but he never smiled around her, and always said she was weak because she was not Org.

In an attempt to divert Olympius's fury away from their non-Org daughter, Trakeena offered to have another child, one conceived after Olympius ate the seeds of the Org Heart. At first her husband refused. The Master Org was not a sexual being.

Eventually Olympius relented. If something happened to him he'd need someone else to reconstruct the Org Heart, he'd need someone to pick up where he left off. Who better than another with Org genes, his own Org genes? The result was their son, Ivan Ooze. The name came from one of Viktor Adler's hopes that never came to be—Ivan Viktorovich Adler. Never had a being so divisive ever lived aboard the Scorpion Stinger. The ten-year-old monster accepted Villamax's mentorship in the ways of the warrior but questioned the necessity of honor. Scorpius regarded his new grandson as the true heir to Bansheera's reign of terror and kept asking Trakeena to destroy him.

Trakeena was appalled that her father could even think of such a thing. Ivan might suffer from having Org genes but he was still her son. She usually came down on Ivan's side when he gave a tongue-lashing back to his arachnid/cephalopod grandfather.

Ivan's relationship with his father was more complex. It was Viktor Adler that named him, but it was Olympius whom he interacted with most often. His words "If I fail, you're next!" sent shivers down Ivan's spine—at least when he had a spine. He was a morphological being and spent eight hours a day in liquid form.

Trakeena knew next to nothing about Viktor Adler, but she did know that the best hope for her entire family's survival lay away from Master Org.

"I could escape with the kids you know. Go to your mother,"Lothor said sticking his head out from an alcove. Trakeena sighed. Lothor was the Imperial couple's official jester which meant Trakeena's half-Org husband amused himself to no end by finding new ways to torture Lothar and make him beg for his life. Lothor, who had once commanded an army of evil space ninjas, had for the last twelve years been Olympius's personal punching bag. The Org-Demon would string him up on the vines every night and make him regale Trakeena's crew with stories of how he made idiotic decisions about fighting the Wind and Thunder Ninja Rangers against the advice of his wise general Zurgane. Trakeena knew that he'd held the position of jester under Gasket, so he must be pretty incompetent. What she wondered was how much of his stories were exaggerations to entertain Master Org.

"You and Divatox are the last people I'd trust to keep my children safe."

A loud thud brought Trakeena and Lothor's conversation to an end. Master Org banged his staff on the ground.

"We have just entered Earth orbit. It took Viktor Adler nearly twenty years to call the Orgs back to him. I have done it in just twelve. I'm going to enter the Org Nexus. Keep the ship in orbit."

Olympius had never seen the Nexus before, but Viktor Adler and Master Org had, and it was their memories Olympius was relying on. The Nexus was a series of collapsed rooms, but Master Org found what he was looking for in the main chamber. Under the debris of the fallen roof plating and smashed statues, he found what he was looking for: three crystals; one pink, one green, one blue. The Org DNA in Olympius's body told him exactly what he need to do and gave him the power to do it. When he was finished he called out, "Retinax, Nayzor, Mandilok!"

The Org generals materialized and stood in front of him.

"Welcome back. Although I'm in a different body, I contain all the memories of Master Org."

"Oh, no!" Mandilok's lower mouth said in disgust then its upper mouth began speaking. "I know how this works from last time. You are some lesser life form who contains Master Org's essence within you. I threw the human over a cliff. When he came back he was Master Org and he destroyed me. This time I'm going to be a loyal servant, after I cause you brain death and wake up the real Master Org up!"

Retinax and Nayzor were of a similar mind to Mandilok. All three fired energy at Olympius who dropped his staff. He fell but fired his fire elemental energy back at them. He hit Nayzor who stumbled backward, but Mandilok threw its giant fork pinning Olympius's staff to the ground. Olympius then realized that he had been thinking too much like Olympius, he needed to be thinking like Master Org and use the vines. But the instant Olympius made that decision, Retinax's ax lodged in his neck. Olympius soon found that he could not breath, could not call on any of his powers. He fought to stay awake to use the vines on these Orgs, to prove that he, Olympius, Grand Monarch of Evil, was the ultimate power in the universe. But that wouldn't happen now. He could hear Master Org's core personality speaking to him, "You were only ever my vessel, Olympius. My true reign is about to begin."

Demons, unlike Orgs, had a circulatory system and Olympius bled out.

"Keep watch over him," Mandilok ordered with its lower mouth. The Org DNA was now a part of Olympius's organs. When Olympius entered brain death his body began to change form. The Org Generals had never seen it before, but Master Org would recognize it from Olympius's memories: the video of the alternate past that Havoc and Gasket had shown him—his dragon form. There were three important differences: this dragon had a single Org horn and a third eye, and he breathed fire that was laced with radiation.

Master Org opened his eyes. He raised himself up from the ground. While he had been claiming Olympius's body, Nayzor had been searching through the rubble to find the staff that had once belonged to Viktor Adler. He handed it to Master Org. Master Org laughed deep in his throat.

"Now it is not a world we must pollute; it is a universe!" Master Org fired Viktor's old staff at Olympius's and destroyed it, laughing wildly.