Author Note:

Been awhile but I have finally written an update! Won't waffle for to long so enjoy as Zoe's story expands!

Zoe sat on a bench circled by a forest of flowers. The sound of commotion filtered out from inside her home. There was a party going on, her father was the most gracious host among the elite of the zodiac empires human government.

Zoe hated her father's parties. Everything about her life felt fake, wrong like it was all a lie. When the world fell, her world had risen. Her father's deal with Emperor Zeal had rocketed their lifestyles into luxury. Yet they had become the worst kind of slaves.

Zoe knew that where she sat now wasn't actually real, it was a dream. She was sixteen again, this was the day she made the decision that would define the next five years of her life. The day the only person she thought could trust with anything had betrayed her.

The screams began and yet Zoe sat silently.

She knew how this played out, the dream had plagued her for many years. The doors to the backyard burst open, her father stumbled out falling down the stairs leading to where Zoe sat. She rose, turning towards the entrance knowing exactly who she would see. Manta.

Manta stared back at her, her green bug-like skin highlighted in the moonlight. Her servant robes discarded, her yellow eyes piercing the night. Zoe watched as Manta her Scythe like blade extended over her right-hand march down the steps towards her father.

He lay bleeding at Zoe's feet, his whimpers begging her to help him. Manta eyes deathly cold, not the warm yellow glow that had enabled her to survive the last eight years in isolation. Zoe watched Manta raise her blade, she watched unable to move, to scream as the blade fell towards her father. Then in a sudden burst, her scream tore through the night.

Zoe woke up sweating and out of breath. She shot up in panic and was met with a sudden burst of pain, everywhere. Recoiling back she felt her body rest on the bed she obviously laid on.

Where was she? Zoe didn't recognise the room she was in. It looked pretty run down, windows boarded up, cracked walls and in need of serious paint job. What was the last thing she remembered? It only took her a moment before the memories of the fight flooded there way back.

Dozer was hurt, possibly dead and Mouse had been taken by Chiwarri and it was all her fault. Zoe felt her cheeks warm with tears. How could she have been so stupid, no human could take on Chiwarri and now the only people she cared about had been taken from her.

"Never thought Sapphire would be sat crying while her friends lay wounded and captured." A voice spoke, startling her. Pain shot up her spine again and she winced. The mystery figure didn't move in response, just simply stayed leaning against the door frame under a hood.

"Your the one from the alley, who are you, where am I?" Zoe realised she was talking slower, the pain causing her words to come out in short delays. Chiwarri had done more damage than she thought.

"So many questions, I thought you thrived on the mysterious unknown, in danger?" Zoe clenched her fist at the response.

"Don't act like you know me, you don't." Zoe spat back.

"Oh, I may not know you personally but I do know all about you, Zoe." At the words, she tensed. That's right in the alley the figure had said her name. They had also said their own. Zordon.

"How do you know my real name, just who are you Zordon?" Zoe felt no danger from him. She had always been a good judge of character.

"I could be your salvation if you choose it. Possibly even your friend's salvation depends on the speed of your decision." This caught her attention, a way to save Dozer and Mouse? Surely whatever it was Zordan had to offer was worth it. Then Chiwarri's words echoed in her mind. She had been warned about the actions of rebels. Any action she took would only bring Mouse more pain.

"My actions will only cause more suffering, it's time I returned to a place where I can do no more harm. Is Dozer alive?"

"He lives, barely, most would be dead but you raised a fighter. He will be fine I am sure of it." Zoe sighed in relief, Dozer lived. That was enough to ease her pain for now.

"Dozer was always a fighter, that's why we worked so well together."

"Yes, but it was you that awoke the fire that inspired him to stand tall. Now it's time for you to stand tall, you have a new fire to light Zoe one that will burn brighter than any before it." Jordan's words vibrated with power, truth. Whoever he was, he had led before.

"You can see what my last venture to piss off Chiwarri ended, two people barely alive and one captured enduring God knows what horrors."

"No. I can't stand, not again. Only pain awaits." Zoe lowered her gaze. She couldn't like a fire, her own had gone out. She had nothing left.

When she was younger she had tried to go against her father and people had died because of it. She had trusted the wrong person and her family had suffered for it. Now she had led her friends once again into an impossible situation. It was time to go home and be the little princess her father expected her to be.

"Zordon, may I give it a crack?" Zoe went cold. That voice. She knew that voice. It had filled her dreams.

"Are you sure that's a good idea Manta, I mean given your history and all that?" Jordan's words barely registered. Rage was boiling inside her.

"Our history is exactly why I should speak with her, I do know her." Zoe wanted to scream. How dare she walk in here expecting Zoe to just let her talk, let her act like she hadn't tried to assassinate her father. Manta had used her, then thrown her aside to get what she wanted.

"Fine, do as you please. Zoe this choice is yours alone, this device can show you a future beyond what you could imagine."

"I believe it has chosen you but you must also choose it. What you remember from that night may not be what actually happened." Zordan placed a weird mental device on the side table.

Zoe was sure she heard it make some kind of noise. Flash a shade of blue, had it called her name?

Zordan silently left the room. Manta stood in silence, Zoe sat in silence. They had once been like sisters and now seeing her face filled Zoe with disgust.

"Zoe, I.."

"Don't you dare speak to me!" Zoe erupted in anger, cutting Manta off.

"How can you stand there knowing what you did, what you were going to do?" Zoe was out of control. Her rage had been building for years.

"It wasn't like that Zoe, your father has lied to you." Zoe didn't want to hear it.

"Just stop, stop do you deny that you're a rebel then? That you weren't sent undercover to spy on me and my family?" Manta paused before answering.

"I don't deny it. I was sent undercover but it was merely to gather information on the empire, not your family," Manta actually sounded sad.

"Lies. More lies, I saw you that night you tried to kill him, your blade was raised to strike him down!" Zoe screamed the tears were falling from her cheeks again.

"Your memories are confused, my blade wasn't raised to attack my blade was raised in defence. You saved me, Zoe, you saved my life." Zoe didn't want to hear anymore, no more lies.

"NO! Shut up, your a monster leave me alone, I don't want anything to do with you!" Zoe clambered out of bed, stumbling into the side table as she lost balance. That sound was back again, whispers of her name swirled around in her head. She needed to get out, to leave it was too much.

Zoe pushed her way past Manta, running as fast as her body would let her into the hallway and off into the unknown.

"Zoe, wait please stop your hurt!" Manta went to chase after Zoe but a hand on her shoulder caused her to pause.

"Zordon I need to go after her, in her condition she could be in serious danger." Manta let her gaze follow where Zoe had limped off.

"You are correct, with those injuries she won't get far besides she doesn't know the way out. Let her cool off." Zordan spoke softly before glancing back into the room.

"Have a look Manta the force is never wrong, at least not from what I have experienced."

Manta followed Zordan's gaze to where Zoe had been laid up in bed and her eyes fell on the empty space that now occupied the side table.

"She took the morpher, without realising. They are truly connected to the morphing grid then?"

"Yes, the morphing grid has chosen Zoe but that is only part of the process. As I said only she can decide who she truly wants to be. Only then can she truly accept who she is meant to be."

"Can't we help her, she is so troubled, suffered so much pain." Zordan shook his head at Manta's words.

"We can merely guide her, now go, the device will also guide her memories. Once she realises the truth you may be able to repair what you once had." Manta bowed Zordans way.

"Thank you Zordon, may the power be with you."

"May the power be with you." Zordon watched Manta slink off into the poorly lit corridors. He then opened his jacket, revealing three more devices. Two more had already revealed themselves he couldn't stay and find out if Zoe chooses the power. The window was short he if couldn't form the Power Rangers before the morphing grids brief escape faded then this chance may never present itself again.

It's all up to you now Manta, guide her now for she may hold the only hope this world has to survive. Zordan let his jacket fall shut and disappeared in a flash of purple lightning.