The Spectre from Acumen

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.

The Following takes place just after Parts 41 to 44 of Power Rangers: Advent Horizon. For anyone who hasn't read it, it's recommended you read these parts to avoid confusion, though I'll do my best to explain parts relevant to the plot.

Ding-Dong! Sounded the doorbell as Gabriel Cadia Stood from his seat by the Coffee table, having gotten an early start planning his curriculum for the next school year. Opening the door, the High School Teacher's mouth went agape with both surprise and relief as he looked upon who stood opposite him.

Joe and Saya both stood at the door waiting for the man to finish processing their return, finally he spoke. "Joe, Saya; You're both back!" His tone quickly shifted to joyous at his reunion with the two rangers. "Come in, you guys need anything."

"Tea please." Saya nonchalantly replied as she seated herself in the usual regal manner she did that fit her so well.

"Sure, nothing for you Joe?" He asked, the red ranger shook his head as Gabriel made his way to the kitchen.

Once the kettle had boiled and the High Demon sat thankful with her tea, giving their mentor an appreciative nod, Gabriel's mood shifted. Having sensed the heavier mood he seemed to exhume, Saya decided to ease any tension in the air before they got down to business. "You know Mr. Cadia, you're probably one of the few humans-well humans on this nation that I know who can actually make good Tea. Honestly, it makes me doubt you're a human." She said with a whimsical giggle.

Gabriel quickly laughed the situation off. "Well, you don't get around like I do and not pick a few things up. Besides, good hospitality's a basic requirement by my standards, maybe I'll drill it into joe one day." He jested with a slight chuckle.

"Please do." Saya added after taking a long sip, this time sounding completely serious. "But I suppose that's it for pleasantries for now, we'll relay the events of our expedition to save Sera to the others tomorrow but you'll want a report now right?"

"I guess it didn't go well, you alright Joe?" Gabriel asked, picking up on Joe's silence so far. The mentor had expected the lines of regret and what if's from him but the red ranger went a different route.

Instead he looked Gabriel in the eyes and gave a smile. "It didn't go as planned, that's for sure. We encountered Gomory and this other Celestial rebel called a Nephilim working together. When we rushed out to fight, we'd sorta crashed the party of another team of Celestial powered Power Rangers who called themselves the Advent rangers. We worked with them to stop the two from finding a Celestial artifact called the Crown of Stars. We retrieved the crown and fought against Gomory and her ally one last time. Once we won, we all gathered to decide what to do with the crown. I think in the long run, I was trying to do the impossible, bargaining something important to the Celestials, but less important to me than Sera. I've thought about it and I wouldn't put it past them sticking a knife to her throat to get their hands on it. In the end they'd win either way. So I left it in the Advent rangers' hands. I hope they succeed in getting whatever's in that armoury." He gave an abridged version of the events in New Orleans while at least for the time being, omitted Sera's unexpected appearance and her role in the battle.

"Interesting…" Gabriel mulled it over. "So that's what's got the Celestials' attention divided. I'll keep tabs on the Advent rangers for you guys and if there's anything more useful to a team like that than it is to us, I'll send it their way. Gomory appearing after all this time is strange. We haven't had any Cult activity here for a while. The other rangers have been itching for them to show up for a good month now, they've even continued the paranormal investigations through summer, even asking me for special permission to use the clubroom through summer. I guess this means the Cult is starting to show its face again though."

"Whether that's good or bad news remains to be seen." Saya said as she finished off the Tea in her hands.

"I guess we'll see. I guess you'll both be tired from travelling. Go on, get some rest. I'll handle letting the others now you're back, when you guys are ready we'll come together and discuss everything as a team."

Joe gave a nod, thankful for Gabriel's thoughtfulness. He'd been searching for a way to bring Sera back to them for months with little consideration for himself. For that part he was also thankful for Saya. For watching out for him and keeping him mentally healthy throughout his quest, going out of her way, refusing to leave him be no matter how much he may have tried to get her to. Finally, he thought back to the Advent rangers. Without them to intervene in his quest for the crown and helping him reason to let it go and find a better way, he was almost certain he would still be hell bent on blindly following his stubborn goals until it was too late.

As much as he wanted Sera back, he knew for now she was okay, as okay as she could be and that the only way he would get her back would be if he rested and waited for an ideal time to do so. With those final thoughts, Joe ascended the stairway, ready to take a long overdue rest.

[Occult Circle]

Having gathered in the Clubroom the next day, inside a deserted Numin High, the reunited Occult rangers began catching up, Joe and Sera relaying the events of their encounter in New Orleans. This time they explained in full detail and chose not to omit Sera's timely involvement, her refusal to be acknowledged by her name, or even to acknowledge them. What was most concerning to the group was the thing she now called herself, an Integration Harbinger, Twelve.

"So she's taken up, or they've forced her to take up that mantel she had as a Seraphim agent. Celestials have a sick sense of humor." Nyssa suggested as they mulled over the information.

"I bet it's Michael's idea of a joke. Calling her that's not right." Joe stated before letting out a deep sigh. "But we'll get her out, somehow. Together." He affirmed his resolve as the others looked to him with newfound confidence.

"That's good and all but…" Ellie started as she looked to the red and blue rangers a little irked. "You guys went off and had fun without us! We had to sit around bored out of our skulls since you guys left." The crimson ranger groaned from where she sat.

"Ellie's got a point guys." Max started. "You guys met with the Advent rangers and got to fight with them. Damn I'm so envious you got to meet those guys."

"You sound like you know about them already Max." Saya observed.

The Lycanthrope nodded his head a little reluctantly as a wave of embarrassment washed over him. "As long as you guys promise not to say anything… I'm sorta a geek for Power Rangers and keep up to date with how those teams are doing through the internet. I've been doing it for a long while now and heard about the Advent rangers appearing where the old Vanguard team was. The Vanguard rangers were one of my favourite when I learned about them so I had hopes this team would be great too."

"I'd say they live up to their predecessors. Some of them are descendants of the Vanguard rangers, it's to be expected with that in mind."

At that Max let out an annoyed growl through his gritted teeth. "Now I really wish you guys would've taken me along."

Joe chuckled, amused by Max's revelation and subsequent envy of the two of them. "Maybe next time you guys can tag along. But for now, how goes your investigations. Ray, you said you were handling everything you'd gathered so far right?"

The average teenager among them nodded and pulled out a file of all they had gathered on their current investigation so far. "Alright so get this. Around a week ago, there was a body found murdered, stabbed by some unknown cutting tool. But when we investigated the body, we found it wasn't human. This one was a lesser Demon. Since then we've had multiple more show up with the same wounds and all different species. We don't know why but we did learn something they all had in common, they all visited a Bar in a place called Spindle Town before they died. That's all we've got." Ray summarized as he sat back down.

"Spindle Town?" Joe asked expectantly.

"It's a hidden town for the self contained Supernaturals in Numin." Nyssa explained. "It's inside a pocket realm with a fixed entrance and it's where most non-humans in the City live and work.

"Okay, so what's the plan for this investigation." The red ranger asked.

"Ray has all the information so we need him with us but humans are forbidden unless they meet certain requirements." The Fallen Angel began to explain.

"What she's saying is given who we've got around. *Cough*me*Cough.*" Ellie paused for effect, just in case her dramatic sounding wasn't obvious enough. "I'm the only option for getting Ray in, basically meaning he's gotta act like my Thrall."

"So as a drooling zombie catering to your every whim?" Saya summed up, Ellie nodded, a little uneasy about the idea.

"Well if Ray's gotta come Ray's gotta come." Joe brushed off the strangeness of it all. "Since this' your investigation Ray, I'll leave it to you. Decide how we're gonna be doing this and let's get on with the plan.

Ray nodded, reassured by the confidence Joe had just displayed in him by giving the former the reins. "Okay, I'm thinking we split up and investigate around Spindle Town."

"If that's the case, Ray, we can't really part so I'll have you accompany to Spindle Town's Underworld Market." Ellie decided. "You can carry my bags like a good Thrall." At that she was met with snickering from the two male rangers and grins from the other girls. "What's so funny?"

"Your abuse of power for one. Or the fact you're using our investigation yet again to shop as soon as we split up. Either way it's amusing." Saya bluntly explained the hilarity of it to her.

"Well I don't get to shop there often, that's all." She tried defending herself to no avail.

"Alright so we all know what torture I'm gonna be subjected to. Nyssa and Saya, you guys should team up to interrogate people in the area around the Bar and see if anyone saw anything before these deaths." Ray explained the black and blue rangers' task, after which he was met by a sharp gaze from Nyssa.

"Wait a minute, why are we the ones interrogating people? Is that supposed to mean something Ray?" She asked in a threatening manner as Saya pondered joining in on messing with him too.

"Uh- Yes- I mean no! I mean you guys can be super scary sometimes, and you usually act super scary for the fun of it! Don't hurt me…" He stammered over his words, feeling a beating coming his way any second.

"Oh that's all? Okay I guess." Nyssa brushed it off.

Ray couldn't tell if she was just messing with him or pretending so he would lower his guard so she could get him regardless of how right he was. The teen shook his head with a sigh and continued on. "Okay Joe and Max, I want you guys to search inside the Bar and see if you can find anything. With any luck we'll find whoever's doing this and put an end to the killings before it's too late."

[Occult Circle]

Spindle Town, located through a metal door inside one of Numin's numerous alleyways and guarded by a mean looking brute of a man, standing about eight feet with muscles piled upon muscles. Fortunately for the rangers the guard to Spindle Town was about as nice a man as his appearance was intimidating. Which was a relief to many of them. Whatever species he was, they really didn't want to have to mess with one if it came down to it.

Entry was simple. One had to show that they weren't human and they'd be granted entry with a visitor's Lanyard. Oddly modern, they thought as the group had entered into the administration zone of the Town before the settlement proper. A sort of mid-way point between the primary realm and the pocket realm as some of them had explained. Ray's entry was only a little less simple, it was essentially a pet registry form but for Thralls that was given to Ellie once she had explained the situation. While it didn't please Ray, he went along under the pretense of what would happen if they were found out.

Once they were all finally cleared of any dangerous objects or anything deemed contraband by the leadership of the Town, they entered into the main street through yet another door and marvelled at the bricked and rustic buildings around them. It gave off the feel of an almost urban fantasy aesthetic, while still keeping some of that authentic Supernatural feel one would find in a place like this, reflected most prominently in the different Supernatural races walking around and doing business in the streets.

Taking the time to silently marvel at the different creatures he dreamed of meeting, Ray let a whisper slip out, failing to suppress his excitement completely. "So cool…"

As the rangers grouped up to go confirm the plan, Nyssa pulled out a pouch. "Okay, we've all got our parts down. Since we've been planning this for a week or so now, I thought it'd do us good to get some extra aid." She said, emptying the contents of the pouch into her cupped hand. Tumbling out from the bag were five small spheres resonating with a faint blue light.

"What you got in mind Nyssa?" Joe asked as they all observed the glowing items.

"These are Orbal communications stones. They work like small comm devices using Orbal magic, something that amounts to magic being imbued into small orbs so others without magic can use it. These stones are the most popular and easy to come by."

"Sounds like a good idea to keep in touch while we investigate." Max deduced. "So how do we work them?"

"Usually it's as simple as planting it in your ear, but I think we can enhance that a little. Everyone take one." She said, handing them out to the rangers. "Let's see here…" The Fallen Angel started as she gripped hers with her index finger and thumb, drawing it close to her Occult ring before finally making contact with it and causing a small light show as the device was drawn into her ring. "I think that did it."

Following suit, the remaining four rangers repeated the process and were ready to begin their investigation of Spindle Town and the murders surrounding it. "Nice thinking Nyssa. Alright, report anything you find out and we'll regroup outside the Bar in an hour to figure out what's next. Let's move out!" Joe praised the black ranger's idea before ordering their investigation to finally go ahead as they split off.

[Occult Circle]

Upon arriving at the Underworld Market, Ellie had essentially made a beeline for the nearest stall as she began spending to an alarming degree in Ray's eyes, all the while dragging the poor 'Thrall' along as her personal bag slave. The teenager didn't feel as if anything good or useful would come of this.

"Hey Ellie, we're supposed to be looking for clues or finding out if anybody knows anything." He berated her.

"Hey, keep your voice down." She hushed him in return. "Thralls can't speak out against their masters." the Vampire lectured him before continuing. "You've gotta keep your voice down Ray, who knows what'll happen if they find out you're not human." Ellie added in a soft whisper, concerned for the safety of her friend.

"Alright, but just take things more seriously, please?" He asked, lower in tone, heeding her advice.

"I am, we've gotta work the markets and see what the gossip is, then we can do the same at the stores around here too. That's how things work here, it just give me an excuse to shop while I'm at it." She added with a cheeky wink as Ray stifled a chuckle.

While she did say she was working through their investigation through casual conversation and gossip with the natives of this strange and wonderful new place Ray found himself in and he was somewhat reassured by her assertion that she was focused on the job, he couldn't help but feel like her primary focus was on shopping. While that didn't inspire confidence in him that they'd find anything, he couldn't help but find that side to her a little cute.

[Occult Circle]

Meanwhile, in the area outside the bar, Nyssa and Saya stood over a short green bug-like creature with a pair droopy antenna, in a miniature suit resembling something similar to tweed, cowering at the sight of the two.

"P-Please don't hurt me, here's all my money. Just take it already! Oh god I'm gonna die aren't I? I should've listened to my wife and not gone to break street today. Oh god this place is seedy… You guys are still here!? Just take my money already I don't want any trouble!" The wimpy creature snottily pleaded with the two girls.

"Ray may have a point, it seems our very presence can put fear into people." Saya said with her head turned to Nyssa, completely ignoring the whimpering from the short being fearing for his life.

"Still, we did learn this' one of the seedier neighborhoods thanks to him. All I had to ask was if he had a moment and he started breaking down and said all that." The black ranger then turned her head to the little being. "So, um Mr."

"Mr. Tinks, t-that's my name, don't tell me you're not the debt collectors Andy was sending after me."

"Who's this 'Andy?'" Saya asked, picking up on how this was clearly a case of mistaken identity.

"Oh you're not? That's such a relief… I'll just pick up the money I dropped." He said squatting down.

"On the bright side, we may have a future in debt collecting." Nyssa remarked offhandedly to her partner before addressing the now less distressed Mr. Tinks. "So, Mr. Tinks, we've been looking into murders of different people who've all been last seen in this area, you've not seen anything suspicious around here have you?"

"S-Sorry girls, I can't tell you anything useful. I only go here to uh- pay Andy off and I don't normally go alone. It's that scary and suspicious all the time, I try not to go alone. Sorry I can't be of help." He explained to them.

"Hmm… That's alright. You've been of great help to us Mr. Tinks." Saya thanked the small man. "Now hurry along, I don't think any of the shady characters here would dare come for you after walking away from talking to us." She added, noting the wide vacant area on the street that had formed between them and the small crowd of people going about their day.

Mr. Tinks nodded his head, appreciative of their help as he went on his way, likely to pay off the loneshark he had spoke of, waving to the two girls as he did, somewhat thankful for the unexpected encounter.

Saya gave a deep sigh after the small being was out of sight. "What's wrong?" Her comrade asked.

"I guess I'm a little tired of being the one of the menacing presences in the team? You're not?"

"Comes with the territory of being a Fallen Angel, I'm used to it from everyone all the time. Guess with your privileged life it's something you only experienced after coming to Earth, right?" Nyssa deduced.

"Kind of. It's usually either respect or terror that I see from people I talk to. The only real ones who showed me love were my family. I just wish things didn't have to be so restrictive sometimes just because of what I am and how I'm supposed to be… Come on, let's back to our investigation." Saya quickly changed the subject as they set out to interrogate more denizens of break street.

[Occult Circle]

Heading into the Bar that the murder victims had all been connected to, Joe and Max headed toward the bartender, passing by numerous rough looking characters of various races giving the two rangers shifty glances as they headed through. The Deadman's Drink was an apt name for this Bar, given the clientele. If they had known it was going to be like this inside, they would've had Nyssa and Saya take their places. It looked as if they would have to try and imitate the kind of people this place served if they were going to get what they wanted.

"A wretched hive of scum and villainy." Max whispered the joke he cracked in Joe's ear, hoping to god none of the 'scum' and 'villains' he referred to had heard him.

"You get that line from somewhere? Just keep your voice down and let me do the talking." Joe told Max, the reference going completely over his head as they came to the bar itself.

The barman, a giant man who otherwise looked perfectly normal aside from his pointed ears and serrated teeth, looked at the two rangers, as innocent as they seemed and narrowed his eyes. "The fuck do you want?" He asked, the vulgarity of his question throwing the two off for a moment. "Well?"

"Um-A few guys we know came through here in the past week. Except sometime after they left, they all ended up killed." Joe said as he produced photos the group had acquired of the faces of the deceased men. "We were hoping you could tell us anything you know about that."

"You know talk ain't cheap." He said while cleaning out a glass, eying the pictures. "Wait, you knew Bretch? You're not a friend of that scum sucking little runt's are you?"

"Uh-No. Well I was till he uh-cheated me out of some money. Now I wanna know who offed him because they owe me now." Joe quickly improvised, feeling the sweat drip from his face.

"You're not the first he's cheated but I getcha. Still, what ya got to offer?"

"Sorry I've only got human money right now." Joe apologised as he turned out his pockets.

"Then how about this. This here's a really potent drink that'll have you in seizure on the floor for the next few minutes. The boys 'round here like a good show once in a while, you drink this and I'll tell you what I know." He offered as he poured the alcohol into the glass.

Max expressed an immediate look of concern to Joe as the latter picked up the glass. "You sure about this Joe?"

Joe gave an appreciative smile. "Thanks for the concern Max but I'll be alright." He reassured the amber ranger as he gulped the shot down in one and waited.

And waited… And waited… And waited…

The bartender looked puzzled as they all waited for the seizure to take effect, but nothing. "What the hell's with this?"

"I forgot to mention, I'm Immortal. Funny thing is about that, my metabolism is pretty fast. Basically this doesn't affect me. I did what you said though."

"Fucksake…" The barman groaned. "Fine I don't go back on my word." These guys are all kinds of scum, spies and informants for a bunch of different sides. My guess is someone's killing these guys because they either know something or they have something the killer wants. Now get the hell out before I kick you out. If you can't drink yourself under the table you're not worth selling to." He threatened the two as they made for a hasty exit.

Nearby, a red skinned hand gripped one of the photos of the dead men Joe had brought. The figure it belonged to examined the wounds. "Dammit." The voice of the figure, identifiably male, muttered under his breath as he decided to take off from the bar himself.

[Occult Circle]

After reconvening in the area outside the Bar, the rangers relayed their findings and now stood in a circle, deciding upon the next move, all the while trying to avoid talking about the elephant in the room that was the mound of shopping bags swallowing Ray. They all wondered but didn't bring it up, how did she have the money to fund such expensive shopping trips. But that didn't matter right now.

"Okay so let's go over everything. Saya, you guys found out this' the place all the lowlifes are at, right?"

"Yes, which puts our victims as people who were up to no good, and probably why they got killed." She and Nyssa had deduced from their conversations with those who talked to them, whether they wanted to or not.

"We guessed that too." The red ranger agreed. "Apparently the guys who got killed were all in some shady business as informants or spies or informants. You get the idea."

"That lines up with the gossip I've been hearing too." Ellie interjected. "From what I heard there's some big-shot spy hanging around with some valuable information on the Underworld that could seriously damage them as a faction if it got into the wrong hands."

"You learned all that from a shopping trip?" Max asked, surprised with how much she seemed to have found.

"More or less. I had to piece little things together from gossip but that's to most consistent stuff."

"Hmm… I'm guessing these murders are linked then. Maybe buyers of that info or there's somebody hunting down the guy with this info and they're just collateral." Joe theorised.

"But who this assassin is and why they're after this info or the person remain a mystery." Saya added.

As they went over their theory once more, trying to figure out their next plan of action, Nyssa watched from the corner of her eye as a shifty looking Demon, red skinned with rough black hair and a short horns in rugged black clothing, listened in on their conversation. While he was doing well to conceal his intentions, this wasn't something he could hide from a Fallen Angel.

"There!" She interrupted their conversation, pointing at the red Demon. As they all turned, the Demon made a run for it. Joe being the closest made the decisive decision to run after the demon, darting quickly after him while the others fell behind.

As the chase led through the narrow alleyways, they soon came to a dead end where the Demon was backed against a wall. "Hey now, I'm a friend here. You want to know why those other guys were killed, right? I've got everything you want right here. I'm sure we can negotiate a good price for it. Then the guy that's after me will leave me alone too, everybody wins! Come on, you know a good deal when you see one right?" He bargained while producing a crystal out from his clothing.

Joe hesitated for a moment. The man had run, hoping to evade capture by anyone. Now he's in a tight spot, he's willing to do business just so he can profit? Joe thought over it for a moment but by the time he had a good idea of his answer it was too late.

As the sound of something small and fast zipped through the air, the Demon information broker let out a yelp as Joe snapped out of his thoughts to see what looked to be a crossbow bolt lodged in the Demon's wrist. AT that moment a figure leapt from the roof to the side of the dead end, landing on both feet The figure was obscured by a grey and white robe-like outfit, holding a one handed crossbow in his left hand.

Without wasting time, the suspected assassin the Occult rangers had been searching for stood and moved with fluid motion. He brought his right hand to the chest of the stunned Demon and paused for a moment. "That bolt was laced with a strong paralytic. It'll wear off it a minute but you won't be able to move a muscle until then. Not that you'd be able to after. I finally found you… Traitor." He spoke, from what joe could pick up on the person behind the hood was young and he seemed to be suppressing a lost of deep seated anger for this Demon if the tone in his voice was anything to go by.

"Xander, wai-" but it was too late as a sharp stabbing sound pierced the air as a concealed blade lunged into the paralysed Demon's chest and deep crimson began to drip onto the ground.

"You had this coming Engan." He said as he removed his hand from near the dying man's chest and let the blade extending out from his wrist hang as light glistened off the bloodstained blade, the crimson gleaming.

Xander, as he had been identified by the newly deceased, retracted the assassination weapon and grasped hold of the crystal, tucking it away in his own clothes before searching the still standing body and drawing out a note. "Looks like I've still got cleanup to do." He said to himself as he discarded the note to the ground as the paralytic finally wore off and Engan's body slumped to the ground.

The assassin then turned and saw Joe, who snapped out of his stunned state, noticing Xander's actions and began approaching. "Who are you, why'd you kill that Demon?" He asked as he got into close range.

Xander, moved like a flash, his reactions too quick for Joe to notice until it was too late. If this was his real speed, he must've been intentionally slow with ending his prey's life. But Joe didn't have the time to think that as the assassin he had been searching for locked his arm and forced the red ranger to the floor.

"This doesn't concern you Immortal, stay away from this and you and your friend won't get hurt." He warned as he strained Joe's body further and the two heard a bone crunching snap before Xander finally released. "This is Underworld business." He said finally as Joe turned to face Xander as he walked toward a wall.

The red ranger's eyes widened as he saw Xander's body become translucent for a few moments as he phased through the wall. The shock of that feat, coupled with the pain in his arm was almost enough to send him into hysterics. Joe turned over and saw the note Xander had seen.

It was an address. Not for anywhere in Spindle Town though, it was for an address in Numin. Some private land in the industrial zone if he had to guess. If Xander said his job wasn't done though, he was definitely going there next. Pulling his remaining arm to him, He put his Occult ring near his face and spoke into it, activating the Orbal communication magic inside it. "Hey guys, good news and bad news and sorta good news. Which do you want first?"

[Occult Circle]

Pocket Realm - Spindle Town - Located in an inconspicuous alleyway, the pocket realm houses the majority of the Supernatural beings residing in Numin City. The town itself is pretty mixed, both demographic and culture-wise. There's only basic laws about murder, theft and such but it works considering the headache of implementing a proper law system to govern and cater to all the races. Break street however operates by its own rules, where the lowest dregs of society hang out to conduct all sorts of shady business, it's been known as a haven and meeting spot for spies of different factions to exchange information or outmaneuver each other. But rare is it that spies kill each other over information, the only cases of such things are when the information is so priceless that it's every man for himself.

That's chapter 31 and the start of the two part Arc. So I hope my summaries of the events in the Advent Horizon crossover helped for anyone who hasn't read it and once again it's parts 41 through to 44 in case you want to read just those. It was a fun collaboration to do and have some input on overall but now it's time I get back to this and the other stories I've been neglecting. Which I can say that I'll be getting back to now since there's less things hampering me now.

This parts a little personal but I want to get it off my chest since there's been a series of things going on with me in the past few weeks that've kept me from wanting to write. I won't hold it against anyone who doesn't care for this. The first thing that happened was finding out my Grandad's heart wasn't working properly and he had to go into hospital for a week or two so they could install a pacemaker. When I found out I was a mess, He's been having problems for a while now so it's kinda normal but it's the thought of him not being okay that got me bad and I dropped everything after hearing it. He's fine now though so that's good. Then last week I found out and old friend from High School had drowned on holiday. I wasn't really that close to him after High School and the last time I talked with him was at the end of it. But we got on alright and once I'd found out my Mam told me he was actually a distant relative which I hadn't known but made sense after hearing it. The whole thing was just surreal and I didn't know what to do with myself after that and just stopped what I was doing for that day and laid in bed. My aforementioned Grandad also told me this past Sunday that his next door neighbour passed the previous Friday. With everything going on recently and after a good talk, I got pretty emotional and I think in the end that helped get me out of things. I just wanted to get this stuff off my chest since I've never been good expressing my emotions to those close to me and it's probably an easier way to get this stuff off my chest and ease the stress of it all. Writing this one did me some good I think and if you're concerned about me, thanks but I'm doing okay now, so there's no need to worry. That's all from me for now and thanks for reading through this if you bothered and I won't keep you any longer. Until the next chapter!

Next Chapter: Occult Assassin: Pawn

Synopsis: Hot on the trail of the mysterious assassin Xander, the rangers head to the address in Numin City to confront the serial-murderer and put a stop to whatever plot was still in motion. But with so little information, who's plot this was and who is the real enemy here remains to be seen. Will the rangers find the answers they seek? Find out next time on Power Rangers: Occult Circle.