It was an unseasonably warm day, even residents in the southern half of Angel Grove were reluctant to step outside into the baking sun. One brave soul was ignoring the oppressive heat though. She disliked the sun too but not for the same reasons as everyone else. The brunette haired woman couldn't believe that the sun had the gall to shine, not after everything that had occurred in the last few months. The woman carefully stepped through the gates to the Reefside Cemetery.

Kimberly Hart, known as Kim to her friends and Ranger Slayer to many, slowly began to meander down the gravel path towards her destination. She blocked out the sound of crunching gravel underneath her plimsolls, too lost in thought to be distracted by something as mundane as her own footsteps.

Turning right at an intersection, Kim found the spot she had been looking for. Walking onto the grass, the Ranger Slayer found a large white marble plinth in an isolated part of the cemetery. She reached underneath the stroller to retrieve a single white rose, "I'm sorry for the flower", she said out loud, "I wasn't really sure what to bring". Kim carefully placed the rose on top of the plinth and sat cross-legged on the grass.

"It was a wonderful service", she continued, "none of us really knew you that well so we weren't sure what to say". A wave of guilt washed over the former ranger, it wasn't really her fault that she didn't know the deceased that well, no one who attended the funeral. She wasn't sure if the tear forming in her eye was due to that reason or because that the only family he had was also dead. It was sad that someone so young had been put to rest with barely a handful of mourners. Even the ones who could attend were hardly close friends, quite the opposite in fact, "Such a waste of a life", Kat sniffed and wiped her eyes.

Kim took a deep breath and tentatively brushed her fingers against the name engraved into the marble. Like the earth itself, it made her feel more connected to the person.

Here Lies Trent Fernandez-Mercer

July 27 1985 – May 18 2005

"Not even twenty years old", Kim spat bitterly, "what an absolute waste", she added, pouring several days of grief and bitterness into every syllable.

Trent Fernandez-Mercer was an almost textbook example of a sociopath. Cold, almost to the point of callous, he took almost great pleasure in savagely taking down the Rangers at every possible opportunity. Whether he was aware of his father's dual identity from the very beginning or stumbled across it accidentally, no one would ever be able to find out. The only two people who knew were dead. Anton Mercer failed to separate himself from Mesagog and even with years of research, would probably never be able to. What was known was that Mercer/Mesagog gave Trent an unstable white Dino Gem that when combined with an experimental morpher, became a lethal weapon.

The powers of the White Dino Ranger were initially far in excess of the three core Rangers. His Achilles heel wasn't in his psychological makeup, it was Kira Ford. Whether a sociopath like Trent actually had any romantic towards the yellow ranger, only he knew. One more than one occasion he singled her out for special treatment, going as far as turning up inside her house in the middle of the night just to prove that he could.

What he didn't count on was the strength of feeling that actions like this stirred up in the team, especially in Conner McKnight. The red and white ranger's became deadly rivals, pushing each other to and sometimes beyond their limits. Conner's passion and emotion, especially where Kira was involved, was his biggest weakness but also his greatest strength. Just when it looked like his rival had him beaten, Conner could call on some of that passion to give him a second wind. Eventually it became clear that the pair were too evenly matched for the other to strike a decisive blow so Trent switched tactics and focused on the other famous female ranger, Kim herself. This was probably his second big mistake.

Targeting Kim not only brought the full wrath of herself. But the full Force of Lord Drakon himself. When Trent threatened her, Drakon almost strangled the teen to death, the Ranger Slayer remembered most of all was the terrified look in the eyes of Trent. That look, coupled with his desperate attempts to free himself from Drakon's grip, would probably remain with Kim for the rest of her life.

Kim was slowly dragged out of her thoughts by the sound of approaching footsteps up the gravel path. She didn't need to look around to know who it was, "Shouldn't you two be on patrol?" she asked.

"When do i ever really follow the rules Kimmy" Charlie stated. Kim sighed and took a deep breath, no matter how many times she told Charlie not to call her Kimmy she still insisted on using the nickname. At first it was endearing but as time wore on it began to grate. Slowly raising her head Kim tapped the grass beside her and Charlie and Eric Myers gingerly sat down. All of them appeared to have aged several years in the last few months and their hollow stares at Trent's name on the giant tombstone told its own story.

"His Dino Gem and morpher were unstable", Eric said in a quiet voice, "at least that's what Hayley told me". The masterdon Sentry idly picked at some blades of grass, more to keep his hands occupied than anything, "He knew that one more morph could set off a huge chain reaction". That was a slight understatement by Eric , the power of the blast had been enough to blow a substantial hole in the side of Grumm's ship, effectively neutralising the killer craft.

Charlie twisted her head towards the Masterdon Sentry in surprise, "You never told us that", he snorted, "so the bastard took the noble way out,"

A heavy silence fell over the cemetery. After a few minutes Charlie angrily ripped off the silver wrist watch communicator, "I'm not hanging around this city", she said defiantly, "I'm leaving as soon as I can". She pushed the communicator over to Kim, "So you can tell Drakon, I quit".

There was a moments hesitation before Eric did the same thing, "We were talking last night", Eric added. The Ranger Slayer nodded stiffly before her gaze dropped to the ground. She wasn't whether it was as easy as that to quit Drakon's forces, no one had ever truly left the organisation before. The only exception was Billy Cranston and if rumour was to be believed he was hiding in Canada under an assumed name. If anyone could start again it would be them three though, Kim was sure of it. They had formed such a strong bond in the last few months.

Another thought flashed across her mind, Kim suddenly became emboldened. "Kimmy" Charlie asked, "is everything alright?"

"Yeah, just thinking", she replied quietly. Kim then stood up so quickly that it startled the teens, "I've just had an epiphany", she stated boldly, "but I need your help".

"Whatever you need Kat", Charlie stated, flashing her first genuine smile Kim's heart warmed at the loyalty shown by the teens and wondered if they would do the same for Drakon so quickly. "Thank you", she began, "I need you to join me in a rebellion", she turned to Eric, "I assume you're in to?" The Masterdon Sentry nodded in confirmation, "Good", the Ranger Slayer added and marched confidently towards the exit.

" Let's get back to my base" Kim said, " We need to plan our next move"