Disclaimer: I don't own Power Rangers and I'm not making a single dime from spending hours writing out my insanity in the pages of this fanfic.

Author's Note: This story is a particularly complicated one. It brings together my two most favorite PR series into one friendly, yet extremely crazy, little fanfic.

I hope you enjoy and R&R.

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~I got caught in the ruse of the world
It's just a promise no one keeps
And now it's changing while we sleep
And no one can see~



Set in the year 2000, after the apocalypse...


One left.

Cassie sat alone in her prison cell, holding her astro morpher, damaged and broken.

She sighed and dropped the morpher on the ground in front of her.

To have courage without fear is pointless as both go hand in hand in all acts of greatness. She remembered hearing those words, and she remembered how true they were. But for a long time now, all Cassie has had to grasp on was the fear.

No courage left, just fear.

In time, the fear consumed her like poisonous venom and it hurt because no matter how much she wanted to help, she couldn't.

The world was destroyed, everything honest and true was gone.

Cassie sighed.

Her self doubt and regret tortured her mind and tainted any form of thought, feeling or emotion she may still have had. Her world turned black and white and lost all true meaning.

Her faith in things she once held dear to her heart crumbled into nothing.

Only bleak desperation soaked the darkness of her mind.

She stared at her astromorpher.

Thoughts that ripped her apart, everytime she tried to close her eyes, started coming back to her. She saw the faces of people she loved become all twisted. Her friends and her family were all gone. She saw their pain and suffering pour out of their eyes like a gushing waterfall.

Endless, and without control.

A door creaked and a numbing sensation took hold of Cassie's heart as she recalled the face of a monster. Hunter Redfern was his name, a chilling monster who was to blame for all her misery.

She sat scared in a corner while hearing footsteps outside the door in front of her. Cassie couldn't help herself, as she began to remember. The cruellest punishment of all, was for her to remember. The only feeling she ever truly felt now, was brought forth through that of her memories and what they continued to breathe into her mind.

Pain.

She remembered, the creature that had taken the lives of so many without an ounce of remorse, regret or hesitation. Only pure utter satisfaction and pleasure filled the evil essence that resided within the Hunter.

Every tortured soul that entered his path had become no more.

She remembered a creature more vile than any she had ever encountered, or would ever again. For he, the dark evil that ruled her nightmares and her reality, continued to plague the lives of so many with hate and bitter cruelty. Hunter Redfern searched for the strongest of souls and savored every second of pain he caused them.

The Hunter had no limits, he drank the blood of innocence. Sucking every last drop of life like liquid ecstasy as delirious amounts of pleasure seeped through him.

No amount of force was able to stop him and his legions. Cassie regretfully sighed at all the failed attempts by her team and by those who came before her. Countless lives perished and forgotten. Some died in vain and some in utter submission to the cruel reality that lay before them. The emptiness of their souls reflected their present day surroundings and hopeless futures. Reality left them very little to hold on to; for only a bleak, lifeless, barren wasteland was left of their home.

Their world was destroyed.

All humans that walk on it only feel fear, hate, and pain for what they've lost. The people' thoughts reside in today, for no one truly knew whether they'd make it until another sunrise.

Although, not many cared.

Either the monster gets them, or they get themselves.

The only sanity left breathing among the people of Earth, is that of a hope of release from the hell hole they now lived in.

Death seemed like such a welcoming thought and most nourished it and some even prayed for it. A quick painless death would surely not be given by the hand of the monster, so some gave it by their own.

Cassie lay back as she calmed her nerves and listened to the noises around her. The walls in her cell were made of thin sheets of cement that could easily be knocked down with minimal force. But a greater force held her, and others like her, from attempting such acts that would anger the dark creature that sat quietly inside each of their souls.

The Hunter was never ignored.

Cassie could hear voices now, low pitched and barely audible voices, coming closer. A small window with a crack of dim light passed through and Cassie could almost make out the shape of the rusty old wooden door standing tall in front of her.

Everything else was smothered in darkness.

The dark was something Cassie grew accustomed to and in someway has made it easier for her to cope. The silent stream of insanity plagued the hearts of many who were imprisoned in these dungeons. The isolation was pure torture for Cassie as she sat alone with only memories of the hell she couldn't stop, filling her every thought.

The darkness often made her numb, she didn't want to feel the pain.

More footsteps were heard as she moved further into the shadows. Keys rattled and the door began to crack open as a burst of dim light filled the small dark cell. Cassie gasped as she saw the guards standing in the doorway forming a shadow of light around them.

"Last one," Cassie heard one guard say wistfully to the other as he took a step forward towards her. The other guard that stood waiting had merely nodded at the comment. He stood absolutely still and flashed his red eyes at Cassie once the guard had picked her up and pushed her towards the door.

Cassie tried to struggle, but felt the uselessness of it too draining. Her weakened state couldn't stand such vigourous amounts of movement. Cassie's arms felt heavy and her legs more weak than she ever imagined. The guard's grip on her shoulders was rough and she could feel the sharp piercing pain of the metal armoured gloves worn by the guard holding her shoulders. Cassie dropped her head down and sucked in the pain, it just melted in together with her tortured insides.

Physical pain did not even begin to compare to the turmoil that resided within Cassie's soul.

After a moment, Cassie looked back up at the guard who had stood still the entire time and looked into his soulless red eyes with disgust. Cassie's long black hair fell over her shoulders and partly over her pain stricken face. She kept her stare even with the guard for a moment longer and then just half smiled. Cassie expected her mockery to get a reaction out of the guard who stood like a stone statue pounding his evil stare into her eyes.

The guard finally flashed his eyes liquid red again with fury and bit down on his lower lip with his white fangs.

"Take her away," The angered guard growled in a deep throatless voice.

Cassie let out a whispered laugh before she was pushed out of the cell and away from the guard who she had angered. Cassie sighed once again and dropped her head down because it got harder for her to keep it up. Her shoulders were bleeding and swollen by the time she started her way down the aisle of cells.

The guard who still stood motionless, had chosen that moment to clench his sharp metal pointed spear in rage as he turned and continued on behind Cassie and the guard holding her. His expression was of fury and he snarled at the limp body that was being dragged to her death.

Her fate lay as dim as the insides of the cells and he knew that not long from now, his spear would pierce her heart and crush every last drop of life that somehow still lingered inside her.

For everything else within her, was dead.

Cassie slowly glanced to her right as she dragged her weakened body down the stretch of cells. She saw very dimly into the insides of the cell next to hers and she could just about make out a red fabric hanging from the window while dusty air blew in from the outside.

A moment of familiarity hit Cassie and she swayed to the right feeling somewhat dizzy. Cassie blinked once at the sight of the red fabric hanging by the window and when she opened her eyes, she found herself staring at a young man leaning against the window while wrapping something around the bar. His frantic hands and tense body all worked in perfect motion as he peered out the window quickly. His body retracted suddenly just as a blast of dark lightening crashed through the window and laid an electrifying grip on the young man's throat. A few seconds later a limp body fell to the ground as a cloud of black dust circled around him.

Like so many others, the young man's body lay still and lifeless.

Cassie gasped as she blinked again furiously at the sight she just saw. When she opened her eyes again, the cell she was staring at before lay bare with no signs of a young man being in there at all, let alone dying in it.

Cassie didn't have the chance to think about what she had just seen for she was being pushed along by the guard. She let out a breath and a moment later, her mind went spinning out of control as repressed memories from her old life began rushing through her mind.

Faces of people she loved began surfacing all at once.

The guard clenched his armoured hands around Cassie's shoulders hard enough to draw more blood. Cassie hissed with pain as she suddenly remembered what she was searching for in the fathom that was her memory.

Cassie turned away from the cell she was staring at and closed her eyes with a dreadful sigh. The guard moved along fast while the other guard from behind caught up and peered into the cell Cassie had been staring at so intently. He snarled even louder as he watched the fabric hanging from the bars of the window and slowly glanced back at the limp body being dragged by the guard.

"You're the last one..." growled the guard who stood staring with fiery red eyes.

Just before Cassie was shoved through the big metal door leading outside the dungeons for the last time, her mind warily whispered one name.

*Andros.*


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The battle is coming, the lines are being drawn. The world is about to face its biggest threat, the unleashing of the Night World. A secret society of a superior race, a race forbidden to human knowledge. Running back into Ancient times, pure and undiluted bloodlines of Vampires, Witches and Shapeshifters. The new Night People are more ruthless and blood thirsty than ever before, and they're getting ready to destroy the human world.

But the light has its champions too.

Four stand between the light and the shadow
Four of blue fire, power in their blood.
Born in the year of the blind Maiden's Vision
Four less one and the darkness triumphs

Four wild powers will be needed at the millennium to either help save the world, or to destroy it.

Four people with special gifts, something nobody else has. Each one of them born seventeen years ago.

A time of blood and darkness approaches, where a new era shall be born...

A dark figure sat quietly reading the ancient translation he finally managed to decipher. A wicked smile crept across his pale porcelain face.

The countdown was on again, but this time the destruction will come to pass.

He'd make sure of it.

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~Truth is a whisper and only a choice
Nobody hears above this noise
Always a risk when you try and believe
I know there's so much more than me~