Phillipe could only watch in complete awe from his vantage point. He was a keen student of myth and legend, his own country having quite a few. The difference between them was what could be proven to be true, and what was complete fantasy. Tales of great battles his nation had fought in were Legend, archaeological digs found documents, weapons and remains that confirmed the details of the stories. Stories like the time Sir Ivan had single-handedly fought against and slew the Dragon of Zandar...well...it was a great story, but since the "Dragon of Zandar" was in fact a Pterodactyl, whose fossil now resided within his father's throne room and so had died out millions of years before the first human was born placed that in the realm of myth.

However, what he was seeing before him now blurred the lines of myth and legend into a confusing, graphite grey. He wasn't ignorant of the news, he knew what the Power Rangers were, but finding out that the people who had impersonated him, angering him at the insult to his nation's heritage were in fact those Rangers was surprising enough. As far as he knew, he was the only person who wasn't a Ranger who had ever seen one morph. However what he was seeing now was, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would almost certainly have said could never exist outside of a mythical tale. Standing in the middle of the quarry was the legendary Sir Ivan, Knight of Zandar himself!

"Sir Ivan?" Shelby gasped. "Is that...is that even possible?"

"Uh...Shelby?" Chase whispered, tapping her on the shoulder. "One of your best friends is a cave man." Shelby just nodded, conceding the point. The definition of 'possible' was a heck of a lot broader now than it was a few months ago.

"Please, you think that little sword scares us?" The remaining Spikeball asked, stepping forward. Poisandra, Curio and Wrench all flanked him, while more Viviks appeared to back them up. Ivan didn't flinch at all, facing them down.

"Let's back him up." Chase stated. As they moved to do so, Ivan just held out an arm.

"Stand back good folk, you have my thanks, but you have done enough for now. This is my fight." Ivan declared as he rounded on them. "I have a score to settle!"

With that, he threw the Gold Energem into the air, and a strange, fossilised device appeared on his arm. The Energem slid inside, at which it transformed in a flash of light into the Gold Ptera Morpher. It opened out into a bow-like device, and fired off a glowing pterodactyl into the air.

"Unleash the power!" He yelled, transforming into the Gold Ranger. He stood before them, his suit similar to theirs, but with some noticeable differences. It had two shoulder pads instead of one, and it had a pair of trailing capes running down the back. The Rangers all watched on in awe.

"Uh...what happened to the gun?" Chase asked.

"What happened to his suit?" Riley asked.

"Who cares if it works?" Shelby asked in response as Sir Ivan ran to the attack, bellowing a cry that tore through the valley, plunging deep into their ranks without a moment's hesitation.

Back in the Dino Lab, Kendall was wondering exactly the same thing. She had designed and built all the Ranger technology, they all had the same weaponry. The Gold Ptera Morpher was gone, while his Dino Sabre was still there.

"OK, what happened?" She asked. "How could it have changed? I built it..."

"You designed their weaponry, but you did not design the Energems." Keeper told her. She just looked to him, a little confused. "The Energems have great power, even greater when bound to the hearts and spirits of another. The power of the Energem can see the heart of its bearer. It is not beyond its power to adapt your weaponry to a style that suits Ivan's individual preferences."

"You're saying that the Energem took my tech, sophisticated weaponry I've spent over a year creating, and just changed it like that?" She asked him. Just then, the Dino Sabre started to glow. In a blinding flash, it too changed into a longer, heavier weapon, gold and blue in colour, and double-edged, much like the broadsword Ivan would have used in his day. It rose up into the air a short way, before disappearing in a flash of light.

"Do not take offence, at heart it is still your technology." Keeper told her. "It's just...been modified. If one of your Rangers needed you to adapt their weaponry, would you not do so?"

"I...guess so." Kendall answered.

Back at the site of the battle, Ivan was making short work of the viviks. He fired off blasts from his Morpher, pulling back a handle, firing it much like a bow, taking many of them down from a distance, while smashing most that came within arm's reach before they could land a blow.

"Ptera Strike!" He yelled, driving himself into the air. His cloak attachments opened out and glowed, as he flew through the air, slicing through those that remained. He turned to face the Spikeball, Poisandra, Curio and Wrench, the only ones remaining. Fury was on his knees, but still clearly in no condition to re-enter the fight.

"Whoa!" Riley gushed, his smile practically splitting his face in two. Everyone had heard how much he gushed over Sir Ivan when he was just a story as an exhibit in the museum, but now he wasn't just seeing him in action, but as a Ranger!

"He can fly?" Chase asked. He looked to the others. "Why can't we fly?"

"Maybe because none of our dinosaurs have wings?" Shelby suggested. "Besides, strictly speaking the Pterodactyl didn't 'fly'. It glided, using upward hot air currents for lift."

"Check it out." Tyler said, pointing out Fury, who had now managed to push himself back to his feet. He took to heel, running. "He's getting away!"

"Tyler!" Shelby said, grabbing him. "We can't leave, Ivan may be doing well, but he might still need our help!"

Tyler wanted to go after Fury. He was weak, he was vulnerable. While he had hoped that the one trapped inside him had been his father, and was disappointed to see Ivan, Fury still knew something. If he could catch him now, while he was injured and weak, this would be the best chance he'd had to finally force him to tell him what he knew. However, seeing the forces arrayed before Ivan, he had to concede Shelby had a point. They all knew how strong Fury's generals were. Facing them, even as a team was no laughing matter, something he knew all too well. Reluctantly, he agreed to stay.

"Get thee back gargoyles!" Ivan yelled as he fended off both Poisandra and Curio. He managed to get some room, at which he held up a hand. "Summoning Ptera Sabre!"

A bolt of lightning struck him at which the Ptera Sabre appeared.

"Alright, now he gets a cool sword too?" Chase asked. "Is it too late to change my colour?"

"I don't think Gold would suit you." Riley teased him.

From his vantage point a little way off, Phillipe still couldn't believe he was truly watching the legendary warrior of Zandar. There were portraits of him all over Zandar, and even a large statue in the capital! He inspired the whole nation with his courage and strength on several battlefields. To this day, he inspired many who entered the military, Phillipe included. It was Sir Ivan's legend that inspired his pride in his nation and his place in it. He often wondered if he could live up to Ivan's legend, and strove to do exactly that in his preparations for the day he would rule his nation, hoping to become someone worthy of that legend.

"Magnificent, simply...amazing!" He gasped as Ivan blasted Poisandra and Curio with lightning. "I've read every legend of his skill and courage...but none of them do him justice!"

He knew all too well that stories, especially early stories which came from Ivan's time when few could read or write and so written accounts were usually only written some time after the event from second hand accounts, most of the legends were spread by word of mouth. The problem with that was that stories then became...embellished. Sometimes someone would add something to make the story more exciting, such as exaggerating the size of the enemy force that the hero had to face. Sometimes they got details wrong, such as where certain people were and exactly what they did, other times...people outright lied, often to make their own or their family's part in the story more important or noble than it actually was.

As Ivan did the same to Wrench, leaving him lying, Phillipe could only continue to feel that this was one instance, where if anything the legends didn't do Ivan justice. It was then he began to think that he had the passion to seek to emulate Ivan's bravery, but he was lacking in wisdom. He had caused all of this. He came to the country to address an insult, and had taken the treasures of Zandar without so much as gaining an explanation for why they had done it. Seeing the power given to Ivan by the Stone of Zandar, it was obvious. The Rangers knew how dangerous it would be if these monsters got their hands on it.

"I've been such a fool." He whispered to himself. "What use is courage if one cannot see the true enemy?"

Back on the valley floor, Poisandra, Curio and Wrench decided to follow Fury's example and quit while they were still alive, running from the battlefield. That only left the last Spikeball, who confronted Ivan.

"So will you flee like a coward? Or will you stand?" Ivan asked him.

"You don't frighten me!" The Spikeball insisted. "I'll crush you!"

Putting a third Dino Charger into his Ptera Sabre, he spun it around, preparing a guard. It was struck by lightning, setting it glowing.

"Feel the power of the storm!" He roared. The Spikeball fired some power blasts his way. "Lightning, final...STRIKE!"

A massive lightning bolt flew from Ivan towards the Spikeball, smashing through its blasts like they were made of cotton wool! Surging for him, it struck him, destroying him utterly. Ivan turned around, facing the Rangers, placing his Ptera Sabre by his hip as though sheathing it after a battle. "Anyone else?"

"I...think you got them." Riley said as the Rangers approached him. "Sir Ivan, that was amazing!"

"Not bad for a dude who hasn't exercised in 800 years." Chase chuckled. Ivan just looked his way, glaring beneath his helmet. Before he could say anything though, a Magna Beam hit the ground, and the Spikeball grew to gargantuan proportions. The Rangers all backed up a little, but Ivan stood right where he was. It wasn't in him to back away.

"They cannot defeat me with might of arms, and so resort to sorcery!" He spat in disgust. "They truly are the lowest form of scum!"

"Time for the Megazord!" Tyler declared.

"No!" Ivan told them, putting his arm across. "This is my quest!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa." Riley rushed out, trying to reason with him. "The Ptera Zord is still under Fury's spell, it's still evil!"

"Not for long!" Ivan told him. "Fury's sorcery is no match for my courage!" With that, he leapt into the Ptera Zord. Before long, it cast off its cloak and the visor opened.

"He...he did it!" Riley stammered.

"That monster isn't going to know what hit him!" Chase called out.

"GO GOLD RANGER!" Koda yelled excitedly as they watched the battle from the ground.

Back at his vantage point, Phillipe could only watch, and think about his own failings as he saw this. He always believed himself to be destined for greatness. Not because of his birth, he had met more than a few other people with titles who were completely self-absorbed and cared of little but their own comfort. He had joined the military, knowing that one day he would be Commander-in-Chief, and wanted to ensure he had earned that position, or at least that he knew something about the military when that day came.

He heard his cell phone ringing, and pulled it out. It was his security detail. Obviously they were just starting to recover from the earlier battle, and were now keenly aware that their charge was missing. He answered it.

"Your Highness?" The head asked.

"It's me." Phillipe replied.

"Oh thank God!" He breathed in a sigh of relief. Phillipe could understand his worry. It was their duty to keep him safe, he sincerely doubted any of them wanted to be the one to go back to Zandar and explain to his father that something had happened to his heir. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Phillipe responded as the monster exploded, heralding Ivan's victory. He smiled brightly. "I'm just...fine."

"Where are you?" He asked.

"There's a rock quarry a little way from where we were attacked." Phillipe told him. "Pick me up there."

As he hung up, he put his phone away. He got up, straightened out his suit, and strode towards the Rangers, who were now assembled around their latest ally.

Ivan de-morphed as the Rangers ran towards him. Shelby approached him first.

"Sir Ivan, hi, I'm Shelby, welcome to our...century." She greeted him. He just raised his eyebrows, not sure how to take the greeting. Koda knew what it was like to be in a strange time, and was the next to approach him.

"You will like it here." Koda assured him, grabbing his shoulder. Ivan just looked to his hand. In Koda's time, language was basic, and a lot of communication was through gesture and contact. Ivan was from a time that was a lot more staid. He wasn't used to such a greeting. "I will show you burgers." Koda told him, before patting him in the chest. Ivan still just remained silent uncertain as to how to take this strange man. That was when he saw Phillipe approaching. He pushed his way past the Rangers, approaching Phillipe, and kneeling before him.

"Prince Phillipe, why you still here?" Koda asked. He had expected him to do the sensible thing and run when he had the chance. Phillipe looked to Ivan, who was on one knee before him, bowing in respect. Having seen what he had, and what it taught him about himself, he couldn't help thinking it should be the other way around.

"Sire, I am at your service." Ivan declared. Phillipe just looked curious.

"Do you know me?" He asked. Ivan just looked up at him.

"I would know the Royal blood of Zandar anywhere." He answered. He took out his Energem, presenting it to him. "This belongs to the Royal Family!"

Phillipe just politely refused with a gesture.

"The way I heard it, YOU were the one that found it." Phillipe told him.

"But Prince Collin..."

"Prince Collin was a spoiled brat. I am well aware of his failings as a child. You will be pleased to know your sacrifice inspired him to grow into a great man." Phillipe told him. "Besides, I can see it would do far more good in your possession than in the Royal Palace."

He gestured to Ivan to rise. While he felt it unnecessary, he knew Ivan would feel it was. He had vowed to serve the Royal family, and that vow was something that was deeply ingrained in him. So much so, it didn't matter that those he made those vows to were dead by many centuries, he would serve Phillipe as he would have Collin.

"The monster did not destroy you?" He asked.

"No, he captured me." Ivan told him. "For 800 long years I have been trapped within his dark and evil body. Only when aided by the power of that stone could I escape."

"It's not just a stone." Shelby interjected. The Rangers all pulled out their Energems. "It's an Energem."

"They have more power than you can possibly imagine." Riley added.

"I saw for myself that is true." Phillipe answered. "Which is why I believe it is best where it is. Truly that Energem was meant for you."

"Millions of years ago, ten Energems were lost." Chase explained. "We've only found five."

"The Stone of Zandar, is the sixth." Tyler told him. "We needed it to get the Ptera Zord back. Fury had it under control, and we knew he'd only come out if he thought he could get the stone."

"Which is why we...uh...you know...the magazine." She said a little uncomfortably. "We're sorry; we really didn't mean to insult you or your homeland."

"Think nothing of it." He answered. "And may I say, you made quite the handsome couple."

Shelby just blushed a little, trying to hide as he said this. Just then, the motorcade rolled into the quarry. Phillipe knew he had one last thing to do. The Rangers were big enough to apologise for their insult, but they weren't the only ones. He looked to Koda.

"I am humbled by your courage. I am truly sorry for my rash judgement." Phillipe told him. Koda just smiled and nodded, accepting the apology. He could see Phillipe was sincere. He made his way towards his limo, and turned back. "May you find the rest of the Energems safely." With that, he got into the limo, and the motorcade rolled out. The Rangers waved him off, only in time to see Ivan walking away.

"Wait, where are you going?" Chase asked. He smiled.

"I have been captured for 800 years. What does it matter where I go?" He asked. "So long as it is a path I have chosen."

"Wait, come back!" Shelby rushed out, but Tyler pulled her back.

"Let him go." He told her.

"But Tyler..."

"I've got no doubt we'll see him around." Tyler told him. "Besides, he's been cooped up for 800 years; he has a right to stretch his legs."

"Speaking of which...isn't your jeep like a mile away?" Chase asked. That was when they all realised they were now a fair distance from the city. Riley just sighed.

"It was this way." He replied. With that, the Rangers started walking.

Meanwhile, in his limo, heading to the airport, Phillipe was sitting, deep in thought. What he had seen was incredible. He had worked hard to prepare to serve and protect his homeland, but seeing what these people were willing to do, were willing to risk, it all seemed so much more than he had come to know. He'd spent his whole life being surrounded by servants. He'd trained, but he couldn't help thinking back to his battle with Fury, and how easily Fury had defeated him.

"It isn't enough." Phillipe said.

"Your Highness?" His Head of Security asked.

"Stop the car!" He ordered. The limousine screeched to a halt, bringing the motorcade to a stop with it. He got out, looking to his security staff.

"Turn around, take the treasures back to the museum and give them my apologies and permission to run the exhibit." He told them. "Then return to Zandar. Tell Margaret to find me, she will figure out how."

"Where are you going?" He asked.

"I have been shown what true greatness is, and I find myself lacking." Phillipe told them. "I am going to do what needs to be done to prove myself worthy."

"Your Highness, we can train harder..."

"It is clear I will not prove my worth sheltered in the palace." He told them. With that, he walked away to find his own way. He had seen true greatness, the greatness he had always strived for, and now he knew his path. He would follow Ivan's example and become a Ranger!