Finster and Synster followed at the heels of their brother, Lynster, who was following closely to Master Vile. They had arrived shortly after Master Vile's daughter had been found, the first order that Lynster's master had issued was all fighting in the area where she was seen stopped. Although they had met with a lot of resistance in Australia, they were near complete in taking over the continent, and taking over the planet Earth. Directly in front of them was Dara Dara, Master Vile's younger sister, who had seen her brother's daughter with Professor Longnose, Master Vile's field general. Master Vile headed to them quickly, he never stopped to acknowledge the bows or greetings that the duplicate monsters and Putties sent him.

"You found her!" Master Vile exclaimed once he was in earshot of his sister. "Where? Where is she?"

"I saw her," Dara Dara responded, she turned around and faced her brother fully. "couldn't catch her but I saw her. She attacked our cause and helped the prisoners escape."

"Attacked?" Master Vile repeated. "She attacked our forces?"

"Yes, brother." Dara Dara sighed. "She transformed into a dragon and..."

Master Vile turned and walked away, he didn't hear the rest of what his sister said to him. His anger grew within in so badly that his chest hurt. He had been searching, in both concern and great anger, for his wayward daughter for so long and was now close to her. Stopping at a window, he looked out. His flags and banners flew in the wind, fluttering about, casting his insignia, a skull with its mouth out that had large ears on either side of his head surrounded by a large V, about on the ground and leaning, destroyed, buildings.

"Brother..." his sister said, Dara Dara came up behind him and gently placed her hand on his shoulder.

In a way, Dara Dara knew well what her older brother was going through. Her brother had been groomed early on in life for taking over in their father's footsteps, from the time the suns were sending their light down on their planet to when they changed color and let darkness fall, he had been schooled. When he was old enough their father had sent him off to Pronghorn Academy of Sorcery and Magic where he had remained enrolled in the school for two hundred and fifty years before graduating and going to a different school; Grizzard's Academy, where he had learned how to take over worlds and organize military take overs. He had graduated from that Academy after fifty years, then had conquered his first planet three years later. Their father had been so proud of him, would speak so highly of him, until one day when he found out that her brother had made arrangements to conquer his home planet.

Dara Dara sighed inside, she had been in their father's office when their father had exploded at her older brother, Master Vile, when her brother had told him his plans of Gamma-Vile's conquest. Their father had strongly suggested that he forget the idea and conquer a different planet and keep the traditions of their family. But, her brother had had other plans. One day when their father was out taking care of matters on a planet of his that he had just conquered when Master Vile had began his plan for their planet. After the year-long fight to take over Gamma-Vile their father had been away, and when he had returned he had demanded that her brother release his hold on the planet immediately; which had had said he wouldn't. Her brother had been disowned right then and there, right before his marriage to his first academy's sweetheart, Scordida; a lady that, although very respectful, of good breeding and was very nice, their father had not approved of. Their father had no idea that he had grandchildren, she had kept it from him out of both fear and respect for her older brother.

"We'll find her, Vile." Dara Dara said. "Don't worry none. We'll find her and keep her safe."

"I had plans to conquer this planet after she had been tamed down some," her brother responded. "had plans to include her in on the conquering. Instead, she escaped and I had to make a decision. Conquer her home planet now to prove that I'm no push over and that she will respect me regardless. Or just come here alone to find her and bring her back."

"You made the right decision in taking over now," Dara Dara said back, she patted her brother on his shoulder. "with the conquering over with you have more time to work on her."

Dara Dara remembered well the letters her older brother had sent her when Scordida had conceived Rita; he had been so happy about the prospect of being a father and about raising a child that embraced being bad, and evil, like he was. He had written in his letters that he wasn't going to be as strict in his tutoring of his children, that he was going to do it slow and let his children had a chance to be a child; something, he had written very plainly in his letters, that he had never gotten the chance to be. He hadn't been upset over the birth of a daughter, he had enjoyed the fact that he had a daughter and was sure that a son would follow. Scordida had conceived twice more, both being sons that were stillborn while he was out conquering the rest of their home galaxy. After he had finished taking over the last planet in their galaxy he had returned home to a distraught wife. After a few hundred years of consoling her and taking care of her she had conceived again. The birth of his son, although a happy one for him, was also an extremely sad one as he had lost his wife.

After his first wife had passes he had remained single for a while until he had met through a friend of his his second wife, Ursulaline. His second wife she hadn't much liked, her brother would speak so nicely of her and treat her so kindly yet, when his back was turned, she would act poorly and would insult his children. He had left his second wife after finding that she had spent nights behind his back with one of his enemies five hundred years ago, bearing a son, and later a daughter, through the infidelity.

"I'll prove I mean business to her this time." her brother said, he turned around suddenly, facing Dara Dara. "She will obey and respect me or she will be punished. Horribly!"

Angel had traveled far with the refugees, by the time that they had reached a small oasis she was tired but she had a strong feeling of hope in her. While taking a drink from the small pond she found that a lot of the people around her were looking at her and speaking, she guessed that it was because they were wondering if she was one of the enemy or not. The rest of the night she walked in front of the refugees, leading them towards the ocean. She had stopped a few times, letting her followers rest and relax for a little while before continuing. It wasn't until they had reached the beginnings of the beach with the ocean beyond it that a few of the people came up to her.

"You're one of them aren't you?" one of the people asked her.

"No." Angel replied. "I'm not."

"You changed forms..." another of the refugees said.

"I'm a hybrid." Angel said to the man. "Daughter of Master Vile through a human woman."

"Are you good?" a child asked her.

"Yes," Angel answered. "I am good. I'm not like my father."

As she was questioned she took a quick head count, the explosions behind the refugees were growing closer and the light from the explosions was growing brighter. When she reached two hundred she stopped. Turning around, excusing herself from the man that was asking her questions, she walked into the ocean, she didn't stop until she was waist deep in water. When the water reached up to her waist she turned around and, facing the refugees, she transformed into a fiery red Plesiosaur. The refugees yelled in shock, some ran off a few feet before stopping while a few just ran off. She moved her flippers slowly, moving herself closer to shore. When she was within five feet of the shore she stopped and turned, around until her tail touched sand.

"For those that wish to be taken to the Americas away from the invasion climb up!" she called back.

At first, she heard nothing, then she felt the hands and feet climb over her and the bodies pushing themselves against her Plesiosaur back. Turning her head back slightly, she saw through her huge emerald-green eye that about fifty people had climbed on her back, mostly women and children, and that another twenty were coming forward. Training her attention fully back, swinging her neck so she could see fully the sky behind her. The explosions were getting closer, the sky was much more brighter and she could hear yelling from the monsters that were taking over. Turning her attention back to the refugees, she saw that her back was now almost full, and that there were only five more on the beach that were trying to climb up on her back but couldn't.

"Grab a-hold of my tail and hold on tight!" she ordered. "We're going now!"

Moving her flippers as hard and as fast as she could, she shoved off from the shore and headed towards the Americas. By the time the monsters that had invaded Australia had reached the beach she was just a dot on the horizon. Seeing no reason now to hurry to get away from being seen, Angel slowed down a little, even going slow she was gliding through the water, the waters around her didn't slap up against the refugees, she moved through it like it was glass, she left a small wake behind her.

"Where are you taking us?" a man called up to her.

"America," Angel replied. "more specifically, Angel Grove."

"That's where this nightmare started!" a woman cried. "You're taking us to a place where monsters are running around in swarms!"

"No," Angel said, she turned her head slightly back. "I'm taking you people to a quarry in Angel Grove that hasn't been touched, I'm headed to the camp were there's more people being held hostage."

Angel was dog tired when she finally, after thousands of miles of swimming, had reached the beaches of California. The refugees on her back quickly got off and she transformed and, very sorely, followed them to the beach. While they stretched their stiff bodies she almost collapsed in the sand. When the refugees had finished stretching they had turned to her and, although very tired, she led them into California. She had swam them into the harbor east of Angel Grove, about fifty miles from the Quarry near the Command Center. She knew that the refugees would be safe there, Zordon and Alpha wouldn't turn them back. After hours of trudging on, her legs barely being able to move now, they reached the Quarry.

"Here... we... are..." she sputtered, she collapsed out of exhaustion. "the Quarry."

"There's nothing here but rocks!" a woman yelled. "You brought us to a desert!"

"What are we to eat?" a man roared. "There's no food here!"

"Screw food, there's no water here!" another man yelled.

A roar was sent up from the refugees, Angel got tired of it quick so, with the little energy she had she transformed into a red feathered bird with near golden-yellow eyes and flew off. She flew off to the Command Center, entering it from the hole that allowed water and sludge to flow out. She was tired, she was annoyed, but she slowly flapped her red wings down the duct until she reached the inside of the Command Center. Once she was out of the duct she transformed back to her true form and crawled the few more feet to the double doors that swung open.

"Alpha... Zordon..." she said exhaustively. "help me please!"