The two of them ducked down behind a bush not too far away from the house, trying to prevent from being seen. They were security cameras all around the building, all of them rotating to cover more ground.

Eric pulled a small metal case out a pocket in his pants leg, opening it up and pulling up an antenna. The screen blinked on, and Eric began to input a series of codes.

"What are you doing?" Wes asked him.

"Courtesy of Gabrielle from the science department," he shifted the device, allowing Wes to get a good look. "These are the locations of every camera in the building," he said.

"How did you…"

"You ain't seen nothing yet," he paused, inputting another series of numbers. "I was able to shut down every surveillance system in the school. We should be able to get in there undetected," he said.

"When did you get all high tech?" he inquired.

"Come on Collins, get with the times," he said, motioning for Wes to follow.

The two of them headed for a fense, quickly climbing over and landing on their feet, then made their way towards the school. They leaned up against the wall as a group of children walked by, but managed to avoid being seen.

Once it was clear, the two of them opened a window, quickly climbing inside. Wes closed the window, but when he turned around, was standing face to face with him.

"You two seconds to tell me what you're doing here, bub," a man said.

At first glance, he didn't seem too intimidating. He was an average build, average height, but Wes noticed three blades that seem to extend out of each of his hands.

"We're…"

"Times up," the man said, lunging at Wes, swinging the blades at him.

Wes ducked, and the blades went through the wall. Before he could move his hand, Wes kicked him in the ribs, followed by a sweep that knocked him off his feet. Eric pulled out his disrupter and aimed it at him before he could move.

"Looks like we're asking the questions now," he snapped.

The man reached up, slicing the disrupter with the blades on his right hand, actually slicing the disrupter in half. As the barrel of the disrupter fell to the floor, Eric reached for his Morpher.

"Quantum…" he was cut short as his Morpher seemed to fly off his wrist and remained suspended in mid air. "What the…"

He turned around as a woman walked towards them. Again, nothing too intimidating about her. In fact, Eric was quite taken by her innocent looks and red hair, but he would never admit to it.

"That's enough, all of you," she said.

"And just who are you?" Wes asked her.

"Save your questions for the Professor, hes been expecting you," she said.

The man with the blades in his hand stood up, dusting himself off. "You mean these are the guys Charles have been waiting for?" he stared Eric up and down. "I thought they were suppose to wear spandex and helmets,"

"Who is the Professor and how is he expecting us?" Eric asked.

"All your questions will be answered Commander Myers, I assure you," another voice said.

This time, a man in a wheelchair approached them. He, like the others, weren't very intimidating, with a bald head and a emotionless expression on his face. "Jean, Wolverine, you may leave me alone with the rangers," he said calmly.

"But Charles, they…" he was cut short.

"I have nothing to fear from them Wolverine. It is okay," he sighed.

Reluctantly, Wolverine walked away. Just then, Eric's Morpher fell to the floor as Jean walked away. Eric leaned down, picking it up and putting it back on his wrist.

"You're all mutants, aren't you?" he asked.

"Yes we are, and I'm afraid that the World Peace Summit is in jeopardy," the Professor said.

"We've got the Silver Guardians surrounding the building and the air force in the air. Nothing is going to happen at the Summit," Wes insisted.

"Come with me," he turned around, making his way down the hallway. Eric and Wes followed behind. "The Summit is in no danger from me or any of my students, they're in danger from a mutant called Magneto. His intent is to prevent humans and mutants from coming to terms with one another and learning to co-exist. His hope is that humans will turn their back on mutants, starting a war that humans will not be able to win. We have to prevent that from happening," he said.

"So this Magneto guy, what's his special power? Magnets?" Eric scoffed.

"He has control over all things metal," he said.

"That would make Taylor's plane useless. In fact, he could use them to crash into the building while the Summit is taking place," Wes said.

"I'm afraid he has much bigger plans,"

"Like what?"

"An associate of mine has informed me that Time Force rangers are present and intend to stop Magneto using machines called zords," he said.

"Great idea. If Magneto does take control of the planes, I can get the Q-Rex to swat them out the sky," Eric said.

"I'm afraid you don't understand. Magneto is anticipating that your zords will be present. When they arrive…"

"… he'll take control of them and destroy anyone in his way. With the zords in his control, there won't be anything to stop him from destroying the entire city," Wes sighed.

"Which is why it is imperative that you do not summon the zords. To do so will doom the entire human race," the Professor said.

"So how do we stop him?"

"The key to defeating him lies in his helmet," he paused. "My mutant ability is to read minds and manipulate thoughts, but his helmet protects him from my abilities. If we were able to remove that helmet, I would be able to use my powers to slow him down. From there, my students will apprehend him," he explained.

"I take it that's going to be a lot easier said than done," Wes said.

"I'm afraid so. Getting close to Magneto is almost impossible," he said.

Wes paused. "You know what? I have a plan that just might work, but I'll need to get in touch with Trip and the other rangers," he mentioned.

"My associate has pinpointed their location to a hotel room about twenty minutes away from here. I can make arrangements to have you taken there," he said.

"Wait a second… we're just suppose to take your word for it? You could be the one behind all this," Eric brought up.

"If that were true, you wouldn't have made it onto school grounds. My students and I believe that humans and mutants should co-exist with one another and work to find ways to accomplish our goals," he pressed a button on the armrest of his wheelchair. "Kitty, could you meet me in the library? I have an assignment for you?" he asked.

'On the way Professor,' a voice answered.

"Who was that?" Wes asked.

"I'm going to have Kitty take you to the hotel. I believe you'll find Kitty's talents very… useful," he told them.

* New Silver Hills, 3000 AD *

Tommy sat at the control panels in the science lab, trying to make heads and tails of all the censor readings. 'Geez I wish Trip and Camille were here,' he thought to himself.

Over the past six months, he'd done his best to adjust to life in the 31st century, and he had, but there were other things that he'd yet to experience. Granted, part of joining Time Force was learning how to operate most of the basic systems, but the Slipstream portal, and everything else in the science lab for that matter, was far from basic.

He was overwhelmed and he knew it, but was determined to figure it out.

"You're in over your head, aren't you Commander?" a voice asked.

He turned around and saw her standing behind him. "Oh, its you," he sighed.

"I prefer to be called Admiral," she corrected.

"In my time, you're not an admiral yet," he pointed out.

"Fair enough, but I'm not here to fight with you. I'm here to help," she said.

"What? You're going to talk in riddles for me again? You can keep your round-about answers, I don't need it," he said.

"Take a look at this," she said, throwing a folder in his lap.

He quickly opened the folder, reading over the papers inside. "According to this, Trip and the others will be killed during the Peace Summit in the 21st century. If this is right, the entire course of history is going to be changed," he said.

"This one event is very critical for the future. Not just your history, but my history will be effected as well. It is imperative that things play out as they were intended," she said.

"With all due respect Admiral Summers, how do you know that this is the way it was meant to play out?" he asked her.

"What you choose to do right now will dictate the course of history, and I'm here to ensure that you make the right decision," she explained.

"So what is the right decision?"

"I can't tell you," she said.

"Figures," he sighed.

"Giving you foreknowledge of the future would alter the future, and I can't allow that to happen. You have a destiny," she said.

"I make my own destiny," he snapped.

"Yes, I know," she sighed, disappearing into a stream of light.

*

The three of them pulled up in front of the hotel.

"Are you sure they're staying here?" Wes inquired, getting a good look at the place.

The hotel itself seemed run down, most of the windows had boards on them and there were bullet holes along most of the walls. There was a lot of fire damage as well.

"I suppose it was the best they could do on short notice," Kitty mentioned as the three of them walked towards the hotel.

"So why do they call you Kitty? Do you have the power to control cats or something?" Eric asked her.

"Actually, my name is Kitty," she said.

"Well that's dumb," he said.

"Eric," Wes said, scolding him.

"This is the place," she said, ignoring his statement.

Wes took a step forward, knocking on the door. He didn't have to wait long before the door opened, only to see Katie aiming a disrupter at him.

"Who are…" she paused. "Wes?" she asked.

"Well hello to you too Katie," he said.

She put the disrupter down, wrapping her arms around him. "Its good to see you again," she said.

"You too," the three of them walked into the room. "This is Kitty, she's from the Xavier Institute," he introduced.

Just then, Adam injected himself into the conversation. "She's a mutant?" he asked.

"Yeah, I am," Kitty said.

"So what's your mutant power? Can you control cats or something?" he inquired.

"That's what I said," Eric added.

"Listen, we don't have a lot of time before the Summit starts. We have to find a way to stop Magneto," Wes mentioned.

"I know, we got a visit from Professor Xavier. He told us we should use the zords to…" he was cut short.

"Mystique," Kitty said.

"What?"

"Mystique, she's a shape shifting mutant. The Professor never came here," she said.

"But we all saw him. He's a bald guy in a wheelchair, kinda sexy," Katie said.

Adam turned to her. "You thought he was sexy?"

"A little,"

"It wasn't him. Mystique works for Magneto and probably came here to trick you into calling the zords here. If you do, Magneto will take control of them and use them to destroy the entire city, then wage a war with the rest of the world," she explained.

"So what are we suppose to do without the zords?" Adam asked.

"Actually, we are going to call them. I have a plan," Wes said.