Celestial Affairs

Disclaimer: I own nothing except the author created characters and concepts. Thanks to Ranger Red 2.3, Mistycharming and SA June for their OC's used in this fic.

A few hours after the battle against Forswelged, the rangers had returned to Gabriel's house to rest and recover while the Citizens of Numin were left mesmerised by the stunning battle between the two hulking giants. Max sat in the lounge, watching the TV as it played through footage caught that day by a local news team. Just watching it, it was hard to believe that he was one of the people piloting the Megazord. Nearby, Joe was resting, his eyes closed but at that particular moment, he began to stir.

Slowly opening his eyes, he found himself in his home and gave a sigh of relief, the ordeal was over, thanks to his friends. Sitting upright, he eyes the TV and watched as clips of the Chimera Alloy Megazord did battle with the Blighted Dragon in full form. It was clear by the expression on his face, he was awestruck by the sight of the latest addition to their arsenal. Noting Max was also sat watching the report, he finally decided to speak up.

"Cool robot." He commented, catching Max by surprise with his comment.

The Lycan jumped a little, caught off guard by the sudden statement before processing just who had said it. He turned and gave a smile, Joe couldn't tell if it was one of relief or excitement. "Thanks, it would've been cooler if you had a Zord too, then we could've formed and even better Megazord."

"So that's what they're called then. I guess I'll have to find me one sometime. Great work though, I knew you guys could pull through here."

Max gave a nod. "All thanks to you believing in us. Just don't get yourself exhausted like that in future, even if you're immortal, there's no sense putting yourself in needless danger like that."

At that comment, the red ranger could only give a sheepish smile. He knew it was pretty foolish, especially if his attack hadn't worked. That said, he wasn't in the mood to fight another Dragon any time soon, so it wouldn't be an issue. Or at least he hoped the last battle was a one off. "Alright, but you've gotta tell me everything that happened while I was out, I bet it's even cooler flying it than watching it, right?"

Max let out a short laugh. "Sure was. Come on, everyone else is here waiting to check up on you." He added as the two stood up to enjoy the rest of their triumphant day. Little did they know the news they would receive next.

[Occult Circle]

Within the Celestial realm of the High Heavens, two figures strode through an open air corridor. The right side gave way to a wide grassy space while white stone structure was held up by pillars. This particular area of the Realm appeared to be heavily inspired Greco-Roman architecture.

While the Archangel Michael usually admired the elegance of the structures in his small domain within the realm as he walked, his current focus was entirely on the conversation he was having with the Angel at his side.

"You're lucky that Archangel Gabriel intervened in the vote. I'm not pleased it's come to this, but the consequences for breaking even the smallest laws here can be great. It's fortunate you can still serve our Lord in your new role." He told the red headed Angel as they turned a corner.

Two cloaked Angels lowered their heads in reverence of the Archangel as they passed while Sera looked up to him. "What good is serving though? When my own people act less like my people than some Demons do? I was happy for once with Joe and the other rangers. What good would it do anyone if I was taken out of the fight?" She asked, this time letting out all her true feelings about the High Heavens and their beliefs surface.

Michael was surprised, she had kept things from him and eventually it had come to this, if only things were more transparent, it may not have come to this. Though he dwelled on his own past choices, he shook those thoughts from his head, he knew what the issue was, and understood her new role, at least in his eyes, would fix the problem at hand. "This is my fault, partly. I rushed your development to save Joe from himself, in that I didn't allow you to adjust properly. You're still too human Sera. In the way you think, you're too concerned with the individual. Your 'friends' haven't helped this. That's why you're like this. I wish it wasn't the case and it would be hard for you not to vilify us with that human perspective."

"What's wrong with thinking like a human though? Because it's not what a Celestial should be?" Sera challenged his notions again, prepared to go into a philosophical battle if she had to.

Michael shook his head. "Because of the way Celestial society is. It's far from perfect. I'd go ahead and say it's akin to that human Society you've been living in, though we're only concerned with the collective good. That's where we differ from humans. Celestials exposed to the kind of individual ideals of humanity can become very dangerous. You know how I've been caught up in talks on ways we might further combat the Rebel Nephilim. They might not admit it, but the Nephilim themselves show far too many human traits, their want for more, their desire for the Earth. It's lead many of them down a path I doubt they can return to our light from."

"So you're worried I'll turn out like the Nephilim, go on a Crusade to end humanity or join them to do that. All I've wanted since my resurrection was the truth, I want my memories back. Is there something so wrong with that?"

Michael's face was like stone as they proceeded over a bridge, only the Golden clouds of the High Heavens beneath them. "I can't answer that but it is forbidden to look into the Wellspring. Our Lord decreed this aeons ago, I can't break such a command for one Angel. I don't fear you'll become like that, but I can't say the same for the other Archangels." He let out a heavy sigh. "I'll always do what I can to keep you safe, even so, I'm limited in what I can do against the other Archangels. Come, we should head to Earth now, I did what I can so you'd get a proper goodbye."

As Sera followed behind the Archangel, she couldn't help but reflect over his words, what would her new role entail, why was it considered a punishment, why was Michael protecting her?

[Occult Circle]

Meanwhile, within the black fortress, the Dark Angel Skuros stood within a dark and secluded area deep within the structure, while a faceless humanoid apparition of a deep crimson colour stood opposite him in the empty room.

"Our forces are ready to begin our campaign in the Underworld. As soon as I give the word, my forces will move out and we will wipe the Demon Armies in an all out assault. Without the Underworld's Kings in our way, our forces will swell and only the Celestials and those foolish rangers would stand in our way, they will be no match, especially with the Fallen Axis leading the charge." Skuros explained the plan of attack to the red ethereal being.

A distorted voice seemed to emanate from the apparition. "You accounted for the fact the Demons fight constantly with each other over the Underworld, they could easily repel a head on attack. No, what would be needed for a successful attack would be to sabotage them from the inside first. I knew it was a mistake trusting you to form and lead the Cult. I have other plans now. Disregard attempting to conquer the human realm for now. Keep our forces hidden unless an opportunity to gain presents itself. Redirect our forces to gather intelligence, plant them within the Armies of the four Demon Houses. For now the Cult will lie dormant, and when the time is right, it will strike with devastating effect. Only when I give the word will you begin open war. Do you understand Skuros?" The ethereal being asked rather assertively.

The Dark Angel gave a bow. "I understand, Great One. I will begin reorganising the Cult to enact your orders as if it were my own will."

"Good. Now if you'll excuse me, I have some preparations to make in this plane. We must be patient but the Cult's purpose will be fulfilled once we are ready." The being known only as the 'Great One' said as the apparition disappeared, leaving Skuros with the orders given to him by this unknown master.

[Occult Circle]

Some time later, as orange rays of sun extended from the windows into the lounge of the Cadia residence, the rangers sat around chatting casually as they wound down from the evening.

That's when a knock came at the door. Getting out of his seat, Gabriel walked quickly to the door and opened it. When he saw who was stood there, his face tightened. "Oh it's you." He said in a harsh tone. "Come in." He added with a gesture, keeping that same tone.

In that moment, both Michael and Sera entered and the room went silent as all heads turned to see the two Celestials. The air in the room was tense, something was definitely up. They already knew Michael was supposed to be away for a while longer and Sera had left for a few days in search of the Wellspring. The fact they had both returned earlier meant something was very wrong.

Looking over at Sera, Joe saw her head hung low and the sorrow on her face. "What's wrong?" He asked, standing up as he and the other rangers moved from their seating to hear what the Archangel had to say face to face.

"I come bearing unfortunate news rangers. During the latest talks to deal with the High Heavens' own issues, Sera attempted to research into a minor realm of the Celestial domain, one that is forbidden and seeking knowledge on it is also illegal." He began, his words causing the rangers to tense up as Sera kept her gaze low, not wanting to look the others in the eyes.

"Forbidden knowledge? That's a little absurd don't you think." Ellie leet out an annoyed groan, clearly unhappy with just how strict the High Heavens were being.

"The law is in place for a reason." Michael vaguely justified. Because of this and the sheer rarity of Angels going against our laws, it was brought to a vote to decide what should be done. The majority of Archangels stood with my brother Gabriel and decided to reassign her from the Guardian Caste to another Caste all but forgotten."

"A different Caste, what would be the point? The Celestial's effort to aid in bringing Skuros' campaign to an end would be wasted without Sera." Saya offered a counter argument for why such a decision would be foolish.

"I agree, but the Archangels decided in Council that at the moment, our biggest threat was within and wanted a way to deal with it more effectively. Gabriel had been pushing for more resources for a while and he's got what he wants in the form of Sera now. After we leave, she's out of my hands." Michael added as Joe clenched his fists as he heard what Michael was suggesting.

"Then that means we won't be seeing her again…" He came to the realisation as Michael gave a regretful nod.

"Unless Sera's duties command she return to Earth, she will be operating within the Celestial Realms, rooting out potential corruption between other Celestial races and dealing with it accordingly. A rebellious faction of Angels known as the Nephilim have been under Gabriel's watch for a while now. We decided to only intervene if they attacked outside of a particular area protected by a group of humans. My guess is if they ever do, that will be the only time Sera is allowed to leave the Celestial realms to aid in combating them."

"This isn't right, don't Celestials have any compassion? You shouldn't be punishing someone for something that isn't even wrong!" Saya exclaimed, taking the room by surprise. They hadn't expected her to feel so strongly about this, but it just showed the contrasts between Celestial and Infernal beliefs.

"I'd not expect one of you to understand, our species are mutually incompatible after all. I've done what I can to help you understand but it seems I was right, your ways of thinking influenced Sera to do what she did. It's regrettable things have to be this way, but I must uphold my Lord's word. I'll be waiting outside, come once you've said your goodbyes."

With that, the Archangel left and Sera eyed them all with the same sorrowful look she had kept throughout that conversation. "I'm sorry everyone, I screwed up, now your fight against the Cult will just be harder. It's all my fault."

"It's not your fault Sera." Nyssa consoled her. "The Angels have always been stuck up, you didn't even know it was forbidden and they still treated you like a criminal."

"Evidently, the Archangels don't seem to care how they get what they want if what we heard about Gabriel is anything to go by." Saya commented.

"I should've known though, it was too good a thing to not have a catch. I shouldn't have done anything and just accepted it." She said as she glanced at her feet, unable to look them in the eyes any longer.

"Sera, remember what I said about us being your people now, your family even?" Max began. "Well we're not gonna sit by and let this happen, okay? We'll find a way to get you back."

"No… Max, everyone, you don't have to do anything for me, I don't want to be a burden for any of you…" She said weakly, trying to hold back the tears, she knew there wasn't long left to say goodbye and the fact they were still fighting for her, it filled her with guilt. Why should they do all this for her when they don't need to?

Ellie decided one last attempt herself. "Max's right, screw the Angels, you're one of us, stay here and if they try anything, we'll beat them all back like we do with the Cult."

Sera shook her head firmly. "No, I can't let anyone get hurt because of me, I don't want anyone to suffer… I'm sorry… Goodbye… Everyone…" She said as she turned away before the tears she had been holding back fell from her eyes and she sprinted out the door, leaving the rangers with a sinking feeling in their hearts.

Their friend was going to be lost to them and there was nothing they could say or do to stop it from happening. From where he stood, the red ranger held his fists in a tight clench. The thought of losing Sera for a second time, he couldn't let it happen. Before anyone could say anything, he broke out into a sprint through the door, taking after the two Celestials before they could leave.

Outside, Michael walked with Sera from the house, he was preparing for a Plane Shift, when he heard someone call out. "Wait!" Turning around the two saw Joe sprint over. "Sera, don't leave! The others don't want you to go. I don't want to let you go either… Not again." He said, looking at her tear stained face.

"Joe…"

"Don't say anything okay. I'll do whatever it takes, that's a promise. I don't want you to go." He told her with a determined look in his eyes. "Michael, you might be carrying out whatever your God says and whatever the Archangels vote on and say it's for the greater good or whatever excuse you use to justify this. Did you ever stop to think why there's been a fair few rebellions among Celestials? It's probably because of injustice like this. I doubt I could kill you if I tried and I'm definitely tempted to try right now, but just know that I'm gonna find a way to fight this. I'll find something to get Sera back. Mark my words." He asserted his decision to the Archangel.

Michael shrugged. "For an immortal you've got a lot to learn. You'll be meddling with powers beyond what you could comprehend. I'll look forward to seeing if you can pull off the impossible though."

Joe gritted his teeth. "No Michael, it's you who's still got a lot to learn. I'll show you nothing's impossible if you put your mind to it, just you watch." He challenged back as a large golden aura sigil appeared under the two Celestial's feet and a great golden beam enveloped them as they Plane Shifted to the High Heavens. "I'll come for you Sera." Joe said as he looked down at his right hand and clenched it into a fist. "Count on it."

[Occult Circle]

Some time later, Michael and Sera stood inside a large circular building with a golden domed roof, the walls were a pristine white while golden pillars surrounded the edges. Stood in the Centre, Sera looked around at the floor to find a large golden circle inscribed with Celestial seals and scriptures. Around the circle stood ten figures, shrouded in hooded white cloaks emblazoned with golden crosses.

The Archangel stood outside of the circle, holding a pitch black tome open in his hand as the hooded Celestials began chanting in their archaic tongue. Michael looked to Sera and nodded. "It's time to begin. The ritual you're about to be involved in is an extremely rare one, but it marks you as a member of an Angel Caste few know of. It's always been one reserved for any Angel breaking any laws that require a less severe punishment and it's done in an effort to rehabilitate the lawbreaker. Once they were the ruthless agents of our Lord known as the Angels of Death."

Sera was taken back by that revelation, to become a ruthless enforcer of the High Heavens in an effort to 'rehabilitate' her towards the beliefs of the rest of her kin, how could it possibly work?

"Though since then, we have refined this role. Once they kept all Celestials in line through fear alone and smited those who rebelled with Holy fire. But times changed and so has our situation. The Angels of Death fell into disuse and no Celestials rebelled. We also learned that we shouldn't keep our own peoples in fear of such Angels, who were given too much freedom with their roles and so we altered their role and thus needed a new name to reflect this."

Sera relaxed a little, while the essence of what she was to become was still there, she felt like she wouldn't be forced to sacrifice her compassion in her new role. Though the gravity of what she might have to do in service to the High Heavens still loomed over her.

"The Caste you're about to become a part of are known as the Integration Harbingers. Your role will be largely similar, you will search for signs of rebellion among our people but you will do so discreetly and enforce our laws only when necessary. You will act on Archangel Gabriel's behalf in the mortal realm when rebel Celestials stray from areas we have designated to not be interfered with. These roles will be explained more at a later date but for now, we must begin the ritual." Michael explained as the chanting from the ten hooded Celestials intensified.

As the chanting grew louder, the golden circle around Sera lit up, unleashing a translucent barrier of golden light that extended up to the roof of the building and completely surrounded the Angel. Then Gabriel looked to the tome and chanted several lines from the strange blackened tome. As he did so, Sera felt her body stiffen and upon attempt, found her body paralysed. That's when she felt the burning sensation on her back. Gritting her teeth, she tried looking around to see any hint of what happened, only catching a glimpse of the Celestial energy radiating from her back. Then, in but a moment, it faded, alongside the golden barrier around her.

As it did, the Angel felt lightheaded and lost her balance for a moment. As she stumbled the Celestials around her dispersed and left the confines of the building while Michael made his way over. "Steady yourself Sera, the ritual just now has sealed your Celestial power, you'll feel weaker for now."

"What, why would you do that? How am I even supposed to do my job without it?" She asked as she rubbed her forehead.

"It's simple, take these two scrolls first." He said as he held out his hand containing two small scrolls, one white, the other black. Hesitantly Sera took hold of the two scrolls. "You must read from the white scroll once every twenty four hours in human time to temporarily unseal your powers. Reading from it will eventually imprint the ideals of a loyal Angel into you, that's how this new role helps rehabilitate you. The black one, shouldn't be read from unless very special circumstances call for it. It is known as an Integration Scroll. If you ever find yourself with no other way to accomplish your goals and are overwhelmed by a foe, only then should you use it."

"So it's a last resort?" Sera identified what he was trying to convey to her as he gave a stiff nod.

"Yes, because using it is just as dangerous to your life as it is to those around you." He warned before continuing. "The ritual is complete, you are now an Integration Harbinger, or what we commonly call an Integrator. This will be our last direct conversation for some time, once you leave here, report to Archangel Gabriel to begin your duties. There's one more thing though, I don't like the idea of it myself but it is a law of this Caste." He started in a grim tone.

Just his voice made Sera shift uncomfortably. The situation wasn't the worst it could be, far from it. Still, the thought of all this, over her desire to regain what was taken from her yet again didn't sit right with her.

"Integrators have to disavow their individuality, it's the most common cause of lawbreaking among our people so they decided on this. An Integrator must cast aside their name until they have been rehabilitated. I'm sorry that I have to strip you of your individuality on top of all this, but if you acknowledge your name in any way the Seal implanted between your shoulder blades will flare up and cause you pain. This was Gabriel's decision, sadly he didn't want anything left to chance when it came to an Integrator. He went too far when he decided on this but I couldn't do anything about it. We still have a long way to go to make things fair for all Celestials I suppose. But I have to give you a title now, one that you will carry until you leave your role as an Integrator. From this day forth Sera, you are Integrator Twelve."

As he dubbed her this, Sera felt weak again as her chest tightened. She felt her heart strain, like it was going to explode at any moment as a sharp stabbing headache attacked simultaneously. In those brief moments, she felt agonising pain, with no answer as to why. Yet as quickly as it started, it had subsided and the Archangel gave her a look of concern.

"Are you alright, you looked to be in pain there." He gave an observation.

"Y-Yeah, it's just something felt funny then."

"It must be the effects of the sealing, it will pass." He dismissed. "Now, head to Gabriel, you don't want to keep him waiting…" He said as she turned away and began walking. "Oh and Sera, for what it's worth, I do regret allowing your memories to be removed. Even so I couldn't refuse a direct order from our Lord. Good luck with your new duties."

[Occult Circle]

Several Months Later - Mid Spring

In the months since Sera was forced to leave, Cult activity had dropped to a minimum. With no knowledge as to why, the rangers have been on standby, waiting for when they might return. Not knowing when, the rangers had been sitting idle, investigating what cases they could for the Club. However with the majority being hoaxes, they were beginning to become restless.

Gathered in a Club meeting, the rangers, Ray and Gabriel looked to Joe as he stood at the desk with opened books spread across it. "Alright everyone, I've called you here for a special reason. Back in Winter we lost Sera thanks to some stupid laws that the Angels have in place. Since then the Cult's been completely silent. Meaning things are looking pretty safe for now."

"Still." Nyssa began to point out. "They could be up to something without us knowing, we should remain on guard."

Joe gave a nod. "I've considered that. But since we lost Sera, I've been looking for a way to get her back and thanks to Gabriel, I think I've found a way." He explained, pointing to a specific few pages outlining drawings of objects that appear to be Celestial in origin. "There's quite a few dangerous artefacts the Celestials lost here on Earth. My plan is to get one of them, chances are they're willing to do anything to reclaim it and lock it away."

"So you're thinking of ransoming it to the Angels?" Ellie deducted.

"Yeah. I wanted to tell you all this, so you know where I'd be going. I've got a loose idea of where to look and I don't need much to look for it. I took into account that it'd be a bad idea if we left this place unguarded and the Cult came back so I want to ask you all to stay behind while I do this. That okay with you guys?" He proposed his plan to the others as they looked to each other with concern.

"Joe, you know you don't have to destroy yourself over this, like… last time." Max said.

Beside him, Ray also perked up. "I heard everything that happened too man, you need at least someone to look out for you this time around."

"But I'll find it quicker alone."

"Joe, you're not going alone." Saya asserted as she stood up. "I'll go with you. It might not be as efficient as whatever you're planning, but none of us want you to go through what happened the last time we lost Sera, we don't even want you to go through anything close to that." She told him as the others nodded, unified on their position in the argument.

"But-" Joe tried to protest.

"No but's Joe, I'm coming along and that's final. Now come on, we should prepare to leave, we've got a lot of land to scour for one of these Celestial weapons right?" She cut him off, forcing Joe to submit to her decision as they prepared to leave.

"Alright guys, we'll trust you to keep the peace here for now. Hopefully when we're back, Sera's with us." He waved as the pair left, unaware of the journey ahead or the paths that would cross.

[Occult Circle]

Several Months Later - Summer

Within the black fortress, Skuros sat on his throne inside the control chamber as Gomory entered. He soon gave a nod for her to approach as she gave a short bow.

"You said you wanted to see me my Lord?" She asked as the Dark Angel rose from his seat.

"Indeed. You know I've changed our strategy to prepare for absolute victory in this last half of a year. Keeping quiet must've been hard for you right?"

"I haven't killed anyone in a fight for months now. I've had to get stabby with some of the useless cultists. Hope you don't mind!" She played it off with an innocent tone and smile.

"One or two won't be missed, just pace yourself in future Gomory. Now for why I've called you here. We haven't acted for some time, and I decided only to act if opportunity presented itself. Luckily it has."

"You mean I finally get to kill more people? Oh this is gonna be the best Summer ever. If only Nyssie was here to enjoy the fun too!" She beamed, fantasising about her murderous exploits to be.

"If you need to kill mortals, I'll permit it, but only because I know you'll try regardless. Recently I was approached by a leader of a group of Celestials, rebels like we once were. They're a Triumvirate of Nephilim Angels. They proposed a temporary alliance. Just like us, they'll fail in their goals, but while they're around it's all the better to use them as a cog in our machine."

"I hate Angels, I wish I could tear off their pretty little wings and make a dress out of it. Ooh, can I do that?" Her thoughts fell off track again.

"If they're of no use to us, you can try at least. Like I said though, they'll fail in the end, regardless of how righteous a Celestial was or is, the High Heavens crushes all that don't conform to their ridiculous ideals. You see, the Nephilim need a group to help them operate under the High Heavens' radar. They're seeking a lost Celestial Weapon, one pretty dangerous from what they've told me. Because of this Celestial intervention is a great possibility, so I thought it would be a good opportunity to strike and use the weapon against all our foes alongside them. If you want to turn it against the Nephilim when we acquire it, I wouldn't put against you either Gomory."

The Fallen Axis General gave a devilish smirk, the chance to kill many Celestials at once was too good an opportunity to pass up for a Sadistic being such as her. She would relish in the thought until then. "When do we start?"

"Here, take this. It's one of the few objects I've acquired from the Celestial Realms." He said presenting her a small golden cube inscribed with Celestial iconography and scripture with a deep blue stone embedded in the top. "The Stone will glow faintly while in a realm possessing powerful Celestial objects, that glow will grow stronger when you hold it in the direction one of these objects is located and it will grow even stronger the closer you get to it. Now take a detachment of Fallen Angels from your forces and meet with these Nephilim in the Mountain Range near to a human City known as Hyperion Falls. From there all you have to do is set out to find the Celestial weapon and then do what you do best."

"You mean killing right? Oh I'm so ready for this!" She cheered as she let out an insane cackle, if Skuros was anything less than a Dark Angel, he would be praying for mercy for anyone who crossed the Fallen Angel's path.

[Occult Circle]

Since spring, Joe and Saya had been searching across the Country for any trace of a Celestial weapon to bargain with the High Heavens. So far, they hadn't had any luck and their search had now lead them to the Southeast of the Country, to New Orleans.

Sitting outside a plain looking chain Coffee shop, sitting under an umbrella in the shade to keep the sun at bay, Joe looked over at Saya, who was grumbling away to herself while clutching a disposable cup.

"Something up? You don't look very happy." He pointed out the obvious as she shifted her focus to him.

"This tea is dreadful." She said shaking her head. "Honestly why can't humans get even the simplest things right?"

Joe gave a shrug, taking a sip from his own cup. "Well the Coffee seems fine so they can get that right."

"They even wrote 'Sarah' on my cup, infuriating. I swear I'm going to become homicidal if I don't get a good cup soon…"

"Well let's just hope this' the worst thing to happen while we're here."

|Occult Circle|

Angel Caste - Integration Harbinger - Born of the Angels of Death, these Angels are those that have committed crimes and are subject to this 'rehabilitation' punishment. Restricted to repeating a mantra daily on the ideals of the High Heavens to access powers that would otherwise be natural to any other Angel, they act in an Inquisitorial role most of the time, conducting investigations into the loyalties of Celestials or dealing with rebellion when tasked to do so. Because of the harsh seeming punishments and strictness imposed on Integrators, it has been met with much criticism and debates on the ethical issues involved with it in the Archangel Council. While opposition is clear, the support for the current system is currently too great to challenge…

So that's chapter 30. First I want to just clear up some things. I may have made it appear as if I'm vilifying the High Heavens here with some of their practices. This was just to show one morally grey or negative component of their vast system and show it doesn't work entirely along with the opposing psychology of humanity and Celestials. I just want to clarify that this doesn't reflect my own opinions on the religion this faction is inspired by since this can be a touchy subject for some. That said, happy Saint George's Day everyone. It would've probably been more appropriate to release the last chapter today since they killed a Dragon in that. Oh well, this' just as important.

I was surprised it got up to this length too. My apologies for the delay though, I caused some family Drama by accident in the weekend and that made it so I had to pull this back a little, but it's done now and up next is the crossover with Advent Horizon. That'll all be on there though. For this, the next chapter will be set some time after that crossover. That said, it might be some time until the next one as I'm considering taking a break from this to focus on other things now the crossover's here and I don't have to hurry with this to get it to a good point for that anymore, we'll see though. I'll keep this short and give you your preview for the next arc. Either way I hope you'll enjoy the upcoming collaboration and then the next Chapter of this. Until next time!

Next Chapter: Occult Assassin: The Spectre from Acumen

Synopsis: After the Events in Advent Horizon, the rangers' journey begins to take a new turn as a mysterious figure appears throughout Numin, assassinating certain non-human individuals in the self contained Supernatural society of Numin and vanishing like a Ghost, who is this figure, just what is this mysterious person's intentions? What other groups are tangled in the web of this being's mission? Find out next time on Power Rangers: Occult Circle.