On the Warrior Dome, Jason and Kimberly returned from their successful battle with the Rangers, bringing their hostages with them. Cosmo struggled to try and get to them as the throng of people was marched down the corridor. A few tried to resist, but they were quickly brought back into line by the Kudabots.

"Take the hostages to holding." Jason ordered them, gesturing down the hall. "Anyone gives you any grief, kill them and the person either side of them."

"Hey, what gives?" Cosmo asked as he saw the number of people being marched towards holding. "I know you were getting hostages, but…is this really necessary?"

"I don't know. Drakkon asked us to bring hostages, we brought hostages." Kimberly replied with a shrug. "He didn't tell us how many, just told us to pick up more every two hours. He figures that we keep picking people up, eventually we'll get someone the Rangers care about."

"But…there are so many!" He complained. "If you pick up this many every two hours, do you know how long it'll take to completely fill holding?"

"If you have a problem with it, you can always talk to Drakkon." Jason suggested.

"Fine, fine." Cosmo sighed. "I have a bout to get ready for anyway. But those prisoners are YOUR responsibility."

With that, he scurried off to get ready for his bout. Kimberly just smirked and shook her head.

"He's an idiot." She commented. "A useful idiot, but an idiot nonetheless."

"Aren't they all?" Jason replied, waving to the kudabots. "Get those prisoners to holding. If I see one prisoner out here after that, there'll be hell to pay!"

As they departed, the kudabots continued to march the prisoners down the corridor towards holding. There was a bump as someone in the line tried to break loose, but the kudabots were quickly on top of the trouble maker, making an example of him. They didn't notice as a prisoner in a black hoodie slipped away from the crowd in the confusion. Getting out of sight, Sarah pulled down her hood and took a deep breath. She dared to have a look around, but was thankful the kudabots didn't follow through on Jason's threat. She had slipped into the group of prisoners to get onto the ship, but although she needed to keep things quiet, she couldn't just stand by and watch them murder three people. Clearly, they felt like they had it under control.

"OK, Sarah, stage one, you're on the ship." She said to herself. "Stage two, don't get killed!"

With that, she took a look around, before heading down a corridor.

Back in the Ranger Base, the team returned from their beating at the hands of Drakkon's Rangers. Brody kicked some spare parts across the room in frustration.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Mick protested. "Look, I know things are going badly but that's no reason to mess up my stuff!"

"Going badly?" Brody asked him. "We've faced those guys twice and so far, we're down two Rangers to their none!"

"OK, maybe badly isn't the right adjective." Mick mused as he thought about it. "But…could you not kick more of my stuff around the place? I have things in kind of an order…"

There was a loud crash from behind him, at which he sighed.

"And it sounds like that's my washers." He complained.

"Mick, they're picking us apart." Calvin ranted. "They're going to keep coming to Earth every two hours to pick up more hostages until the deadline. God only knows what they're going to do with them in the meantime!"

"Not to mention that with at least two power sets apiece, those guys are seriously kicking our tails!" Hayley added dejectedly. "That's before Drakkon and his God only knows how many powers sets foot on the field."

"Come on guys, we can't give up." Emma told them. "They've got Sandy and Sarah…"

Just then, one of the screens burst into life.

"Did someone just turn on…?"

"Don't look at me." Levi said as the screen started to come into focus. It took a moment, but eventually they all saw Sarah on the screen. The camera was a little shaky, like she was holding it herself.

"Um…hey, guys." She began. "OK, this is going to be a little tough to explain, and you're really not going to like it, which is why I didn't tell you before I did this but…if this video is playing, then someone's just said my name and if I'm not there, then I'm on the Warrior Dome."

"Wait, Sarah knew she was going to be kidnapped?" Preston asked.

"OK, so here's the thing, I've not been kidnapped per se, but more I kind of…allowed myself to be taken." She continued. Preston got a little shudder as he heard her say this. It was a recording so realistically she wasn't actually answering him, but they were so close, it was like she had pre-empted his question. "I kind of…slipped into the group of prisoners so that I would be taken up to the ship."

"Oh shit." Brody groaned.

"Look, I…I can't explain right now, but…we can't just sit here and let Drakkon send his goons to take pot-shots at us so I'm going to find a way to weaken his position up here if I can." She explained. "I…um…I just…I…I needed to do something."

"What the hell is she thinking?" Levi asked. "She went up there all by herself?"

"I know right now you guys are probably cussing me out and I don't blame you for a minute, but…there are people we care about up here and I figure we need to find a way to take the fight to Drakkon, it'll be the last thing he expects." She continued. "I'll try to find a way to raise as much of a ruckus up here as I can. I can't tell you what the signal is, because…well…I haven't figured that part out either but you'll know it when you see it. Until then, in order to keep under the radar, I'm turning off my communicator and I can't risk morphing because they'll be able to track me. Guess now we find out how much I've learned in those ninja lessons, huh Brody?"

She took a deep breath and stared into the camera.

"I'm sorry for the solo act guys, but…I…I just had to." She told them. "Maybe you can forgive me if I survive?"

With that, the video cut out. Everyone just stared at each other.

"Sarah went to the ship all by herself?" Preston asked.

"Yeah, I know, it's insane…"

"No, I mean she didn't take me with her!" Preston protested. "Sandy's up there!"

"Not the point Brody was trying to make I think." Hayley answered.

"Whatever Sarah's up to, I hope it works out." Brody told them. "In the meantime, I really hope we think of something, otherwise when those Rangers come back, we're going to be in for a really short fight."

Back up on the Warrior Dome, Monty was heading along one of the corridors, his pockets stuffed with tools and his arms full of machinery. He was muttering to himself, recounting his task list, which seemed to be growing by the second, trying to remember all the odd jobs he was being given.

He was grabbed from behind and dragged into a corner.

"Please, don't eat me!" He screamed out. "I taste awful! And I'm all bone and…MMMPHHH!"

A hand was clamped over his mouth, silencing him at which Sarah whispered in his ear.

"Monty, it's me!" She told him. Once he settled down, she released him.

"Sarah?" He asked. "You guys are here?"

"Uh…kind of." She said uneasily. "It's more of a one-person thing?"

"Oh." He commented. "Well, no doubt you have some kind of weapon or gadget or…"

"Monty, I need you to focus." She told him, trying to get him to concentrate on the task at hand. She didn't want to tell him that she had come onto the ship with pretty much no idea what to do once she was actually there. "Where's Victor?"

"Victor?"

"Monty, where is he?" She asked him a little more forcefully. Monty gulped.

"He's in styling." He told her. "It's what they call the holding area for fighters."

"Fighters?" She asked.

"Cosmo's going to be fighting him in kind of a warm-up before Drakkon's guys take on you guys." Monty told her. Sarah released him from her grip, looking away from him as all sorts of horrible thoughts came to her. Cosmo had never been one to get his hands dirty if he could help it, but he had shown on a couple of occasions he had a few tricks under that top hat of his. She also sincerely doubted that Cosmo would risk his own ass in anything approaching a fair fight. If he was going to take on Victor then no doubt, he had already figured out at least a couple of dozen ways to tip the scales in his favour. Victor had been instrumental in the humiliation of Cosmo during their battle with Galvanax, and she didn't doubt he wanted payback. Victor had offered himself up as a distraction, but it was a decision that was going to get him killed.

"Sarah?" Monty asked her.

"Monty, do you know where they're keeping Emma?" Sarah asked him.

"She's down in holding, in solitary." He told her. "In fact, it's really weird, they're keeping her away from everyone, almost like they're afraid of her."

"Right, yeah, um…" She said, trying to get her thoughts back on the task at hand. "Um…Monty, you know how Cosmo's teleporter works don't you?"

"I do." He answered.

"Alright, then I just need a way to distract everyone long enough for you to get everyone off the ship." She mused. "Try to spring Sandy, she should be able to help you get the others to safety. OK, thanks Monty."

"Wait!" He called after her. "Where are the others?"

"They'll be along shortly?" She asked with a little bit of a cringe. Monty's expression indicated he didn't believe this for a moment. "OK, this is more of a solo mission. Look, just try not to be noticed and make sure there's a path from holding to the teleporter. Once I figure out some kind of distraction you're going to have to move fast."

"What's the signal?" He asked her.

"I'm still working on it." She said a little too honestly. "Just…uh…you'll figure it out!"

As she ran off, heading in the direction of the styling department, Monty just smiled.

"Sorry Cosmo, looks like I'm handing in my notice." He commented as he ran off to try and figure out a way to help out.

Back down on Earth, the rest of the team were trying to figure out what to do. Now that they knew Sarah was on the ship, they were at a loss to try and figure out how to help her.

"Any luck hacking in?" Mick asked Emma.

"It's going to take a while, but I've not met a firewall yet I couldn't get through." She told him. "Let's just say I'm glad juvenile records are expunged when you turn 18."

"I still can't believe Sarah did this." Brody stated. "I mean, she's in there all alone against everything they've got!"

"To be fair, we didn't know she was there until she told us so…with any luck they won't know either."

"We should find a way up there." Brody declared. "The Astro Zord, we could…"

"The Astro Zord would probably be detected. They learned their lesson when it sprung me." Levi responded. "They'll be looking for any kind of direct assault."

"So, we're meant to just sit here and do nothing?" Hayley asked.

"Anything we do now will only arouse their suspicion that something's not right." Mick said sagely. "Brody, you know more about the ways of the ninja better than anyone, the last thing we want is to draw attention to the fact that things aren't going exactly as they expect them to."

"So, in the meantime we just sit here and act like we're whipped?" Calvin asked. "That should be simple enough."

"I don't like it any more than you guys do." Mick told them. "But right now, the only thing between Sarah and a very violent end is the fact that as far as we know no one else knows she's on that ship."

"Well, at very least we can prepare for their next little shopping trip." Preston said, checking his watch. "The next deadline is in an hour."

"Then that's one hour to start preparing." Brody told them. "Come on guys, we might be waiting for them to hit us, but that doesn't mean we can't make it hurt when they do."

Back up on the Warrior Dome, Monty approached the solitary cells. It wasn't too hard to find the one Sandy was in, it was the only one with guards outside it. Two kudabots were standing by the door, ready to keep anyone away.

Monty had never been a fighter, most of his time had been spent actively trying to avoid fights whenever he could. He'd love to say it was for philosophical reasons, like he was a pacifist or something like that but the truth was ever since Kindergarten he'd always been small, uncoordinated and kind of weak for his age. He was the only kind in High School that actually got bullied by kids younger than him. Still, given the number of times the Rangers had saved him and the enormity of the task ahead of Sarah, he was willing to play whatever part he could in the plan.

He took a screwdriver out of his pocket and tossed it down the hall. Both the kudabots reacted to the noise, turning to see what had caused it. He took a hammer and a wrench out of his overalls and ran down the hall, hitting each of them across the back of the head with a rather uneventful clang. He gulped as he realised neither of them had gone down, and had barely flinched at all. He let out a shriek as they both turned towards him, levelling their weapons at him. He fell to the floor in panic just as they opened fire, but because he had ducked, they missed him and hit each other. He finally opened one eye, finding that if he was in the afterlife it looked a hell of a lot like the Warrior Dome. Seeing the smoking wreckage of the two kudabots, he got up and dusted himself off.

"OK, I totally meant that." He lied. "Now, let's see…I think this should do it…"

He unlocked the door, and began dragging in one of the kudabots. Sandy looked up at him.

"Monty?" She asked. "How…how did you…?"

"Sandy, we need to get out of here!" He told her. "Sarah's on the ship, she's going to create a diversion, but we need to get the prisoners to the teleporter and get them the hell out of here."

"That…sounds like a Sarah plan." She said, nodding her head. "Any idea how we should proceed?"

"So far dumb luck seems to be working." Monty replied in a manner that didn't inspire a lot of confidence. Sandy just rolled her eyes.

"Well, at least one of us is a ninja." She told him. Monty just looked to her a little sceptically.

"Didn't your sister teach you everything you know from books?" He asked.

"Between the two of us, which one do you think has the most experience?" She responded. Monty just nodded in agreement.

"OK, point well made." He answered. "You lead the way."

Sandy checked each way down the hall before moving. Monty closed the cell door behind him and followed her, hoping that it would be at least a little while before anyone checked the cell and realised Sandy was missing.

On another part of the ship, Sarah was looking around, frantically trying to find Victor. She finally found the styling department. Many of the warriors that came to the Warrior Dome already had their own gimmicks. Their own style of clothing, weaponry and suchlike, but not every fighter did. Especially those just starting out often took a while to find the image that worked for them, not to mention not every participant, particularly in the lower down matches was exactly a willing participant.

Victor was shackled to the wall while a curious looking alien was rummaging through an assortment of clothing and armour to find something for Victor to wear for his match with Cosmo.

"Now, we do have a nice frame to work with. Tall, broad shoulders…yes, I think some nice shoulder pads would be a good look for you." The stylist said as he was looking through. "Any idea what kind of weapon you'll be given?"

"I was hoping maybe a machine gun?" Victor asked hopefully. The stylist started laughing.

"Oh, no my dear boy, that would never do." He said. "Hmm…Let's see what we have to work with."

He grabbed Victor's shirt, ripping it off and exposing his torso. He then grabbed his jeans, yanking them down, leaving him standing in only his boxers.

"This is hardly dignified." Victor complained.

"Oh, there's no shame in the style business." The stylist responded. "Hmm…quite a few bruises, we'll have to cover those up. Can't have anyone saying the fight isn't fair. I mean, it won't be but…no reason the audience needs to know that, right?"

There was a huge clang, at which the stylist fell to the floor. Sarah was standing behind him, holding a metal club she'd taken from the table full of weapons. She tossed it aside.

"Sarah!" Victor called out. "You guys made it!"

"Uh…yeah, something like that." Sarah responded, looking to Victor. "Cosmo really went to work on you."

"It's nothing." He lied. "I mean…I got worse from football."

"These ribs look like they've been cracked." Sarah said, running her fingers over them. She could see the pained look one his face as she touched them. She got right up on her tip-toes, reaching as high as she could, pressing her lips to his. Her power flared up, at which Victor's wounds started to heal as she drew them into herself. As she parted from him, she grabbed her ribs and looked away from him.

"Sarah, what…?"

"Fringe benefit of the Ninja Steel." She told him. "Although…right now it doesn't feel like so much of a benefit."

"So, you can heal people if you kiss them?" He asked. She suddenly realised what she had done.

"Uh…yeah…absolutely." She rushed out. "That's…that's totally why I did that…um…ow."

"Sarah, you need to get me out of these." Victor told her. Sarah went to the stylist and started rummaging through his clothes. Unfortunately, it didn't look like he had the keys. She started looking around for something to pick the lock with, finding a needle. She took it and started to work on trying to pick the lock on his manacles.

"Don't worry, I've done this…at least a couple of times." She assured him. "So, how are you feeling now?"

"Pretty good." Victor answered. "You?"

"I heal up pretty fast." She assured him. "Damn it, this is taking a whole lot longer than I expected. I need something a little sturdier than this needle."

"How about this?" She heard from behind her, ducking just in time as a dagger flew past her head, lodging in the wall. Sarah looked up to see Trini standing behind her. "Well, well…look what we have here."

"Um…this isn't what it looks like." Sarah said, gesturing between herself and Victor, before internally kicking herself. "Right…not really the point."

"You know, if you're that impatient to die…"

Sarah grabbed a handful of clothes from one of the racks and threw them straight in Trini's face, before shoving her to the floor and running out of the room. She stopped in the door, considering trying to get Victor loose.

"GO!" Victor yelled at her.

"But…"

"You die, we BOTH die!" He interrupted her. "GO!"

Reluctantly, Sarah took to heel and ran. Trini finally disentangled herself and got up, completely enraged.

"Oh, I am so going to take my time with you!" She snarled as she started to give chase.