Jason could feel his strength giving way. His fingers were slowly losing the hold he had on the mountain's edge. His arms felt heavy and tired from being stretched out for so long. He wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer. Jason could still hear the battle going on between the CellBorg and the unknown opponent. Jason ground his teeth as he tried to push himself up, but his attempts failed, as his shoulders gave way. His heart was racing as he saw some rocks roll off the edge. He looked down and watched as the rocks fell down to the bottom. Who knows for how long they fell?

"Man! What I wouldn't give to have Kimberly's pteranodon right now!"

Within a few seconds, Jason began to see the whole environment around him begin to change. He looked up to the sky and began to see a bright light. It was so bright that it blinded him. He had to turn his head away, closing his eyes tightly, but still could see and feel the intense brightness.

The CellBorg stood frozen and still as if it were paralyzed by the light. It tried with all its might to block the brightness from its eyes, but it did no good. The brightness was far too powerful for it to block away.

"Looks like it's lights out for you," said a voice.

Before the CellBorg had any time to react, his opponent kicked him square in the chest. The kick sent the CellBorg right towards the edge of the mountain. The brightness of the sun began to grow so rapidly that the CellBorg lost all awareness as it fell off the mountain's edge.

Jason could hear the cries of the CellBorg, until the cries drifted further away. He slowly turned his head back to face forward, slowly opening his eyes. At first all Jason could see was bright lights all around making it difficult to see what was around him. Then he began to see a dark shadow approach him. He couldn't make out who it was or even if it was human. Jason could feel his body begin to tense up, knowing this could be the end of him. The shadow figure began to reach out to Jason…..

He felt a hand grab a hold of his arm, pulling him up to the mountain top. "You didn't think I'd let you fall that easily, did you?"

Jason stood in shock….

Joel, Eric, Rocky, Ryan, Chad and Kelsey all stood in front of Andros and Zhane who appeared to be out cold. The five rangers all stood firm in their fighting stances. None of them took their eyes off of the CellBorgs who now surrounded the whole group. All of them tried as hard as they could, but they couldn't defeat the CellBorgs. It looked as though it was the end of them. They were all tired, weakened, and partially injured. They had given it their all but it hadn't been enough. Within seconds they all went into a forced demorph. All of them were revealed to have cuts and bruises all over their bodies.

"Well, it was nice knowing all of you..." remarked Joel knowing death was right in front of their very eyes.

Chad and Kelsey held on to each other tightly. If they were going to have to die they were going to die together, in each other's arms. Both of them turned their heads away, not wanting to watch, they just wanted it to be over with.

Even Eric seemed to have given up. He felt as though he had no fight left in him. So he just stood there like an honorable soldier, waiting for death to come to him. He had given it his all.

Ryan stood firm and tall, even though he looked like a wreck. His shirt was torn; dirt and dried blood covered his face. He would not go down without a fight. And that's when he saw it. Streaks of light began to emerge in the sky, heading right at them. It couldn't be? But it was, it was the sun. Ryan couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time.

"They did it! Billy and the Phantom Ranger did it!" yelled Ryan.

Rocky was the first to look out to the distance. And sure enough Ryan was right, the sunlight was heading right at them at a rapid speed.

"Alright Billy! Yeah!" shouted Rocky.

The other rangers stared in amazement, it looked as though they were going to win this after all.

Chad and Kelsey looked each other in the eyes, smiling, a smile full of joy and hope.

"You all seem pretty happy, knowing that any second you'll all be dead," snarled one of the CellBorgs.

It was Eric and Joel who stepped forwards. "Hate to break the news to you, but you'll be the only ones dying today," announced Eric.

"Hope you guys brought your sunscreen," laughed Joel.

The CellBorgs then turned around and saw the light coming right at them. They couldn't move or escape from it. It was too late. The rangers watched as the light came right over them. The CellBorgs' planet was now filled with light. The darkness that once surrounded the planet was gone.

The rangers all watched as the CellBorgs' bodies began to break down and explode before their very eyes. They had won. It was over.

Explosions had been going off throughout the warehouse. It would only be a matter of minutes until the building would be destroyed. Dead bodies of CellBorgs lay around the room. Fire and smoke were everywhere, surrounding the whole room, making it difficult to see where you were going. Steelix was running towards the exit, not looking back, knowing very well what was behind him. He clutched his badly bleeding shoulder tightly.

Elsewhere inside the building, Jen's limp body lay on the ground unconscious. The spell Steelix had put over her days before no longer controlled her. A large cut was across her forehead. She was coughing heavily due to the smoke she had been taking in. Wes was not too far from her; slowly coming out of his unconscious state, he heard her loud grating coughs. He knew Jen wasn't doing too well, she needed help. He was lying flat on the ground; his head was lifted up slightly looking over at her. His vision was blurry, the hot smoke made his eyes water. His left arm was stretched out, while his right arm was in a lot of pain. The sling that once held his right arm secure was burnt and torn. Morphing had really done a number on it and he felt like his whole body had been used as a punching bag. A large cut was across Wes's forehead, and his left arm was gashed.

His eyes, partly opened, looked over at Jen. His body hurt all over. But that did not compare to the pain he was feeling for Jen. "Jen," said Wes softly. He started crawling over to her, moving his body with his left arm. He knew he had to get her out, or else she would die along with his unborn child. That was if their child was still alive inside her. Wes coughed deeply as he made his way over to her. He cried out in pain each time he pushed and crawled himself over to her. He knew he probably had broken his ribs again, among other things. Wes grabbed a hold of Jen's hand, rubbing it softly. She didn't open her eyes, or react to his touch. It was like she didn't know he was there.

"Jen? Can you hear me? It's Wes," he said softly, coughing as he did so. Jen didn't respond; all she did was continue to cough heavily and make soft moans. He knew he had to get her out of here, but he too was injured. But that didn't matter. It was his job to protect her and he would do that, even if it killed him. Wes struggled to push himself up, but his strength gave out. He dropped back down to the ground, groaning. His eyes started to water from the fire and smoke surrounding him and Jen; he knew it was getting worse rapidly. It wouldn't be long now until the whole place would go up in flames.

Wes sighed heavily; he had failed. He couldn't save her. He couldn't save his child. He couldn't even save himself. His vision started to get blurrier, darkness was only moments away. He turned back to Jen. He got himself as close to her as he could, not wanting her to be alone. And he himself didn't want to be alone. If they died they would die together. "I love you, Jen………" Then everything went black, Wes's head dropped to the ground and his body went limp.

Steelix was halfway out of the building, home free. Or so he thought. He stopped dead in his tracks, feeling something in the pit of his stomach. Wes had risked his life to save his. Steelix didn't know what it was, or perhaps he did know. It was something he thought he had gotten rid of a long time ago. Something he thought he would never have to worry about again. But there it was, telling him to go back. He wasn't sure why at this time it chose to come back. Was it torturing him? Or perhaps he wasn't as bad as he thought he was.

He turned his head over his shoulder looking back at the heavy smoke and fire. Was it possible he still had a heart? That he still cared? He tried shaking the thoughts away, but they wouldn't go. "BLAST!" he yelled, upset with himself that he couldn't just leave them behind. Steelix quickly turned around and ran back into the burning building.

Smoke was everywhere, making it difficult for him to see. "Where are they? Come on!" he yelled, knowing it was only a matter of minutes until the last tank would fully ignite. Steelix searched until his eyes locked onto two limp bodies. The mutant ran over to them, finding both of them knocked out cold. Maybe he was already too late? But there was no time to check to see if they were still alive.

He first picked up Wes, tossing him over a shoulder. He then picked up Jen to carry her in his arms. Steelix felt his body tense up. He knew he was hurt badly and bleeding all over, but he pushed the pain away and ignored it. Steelix stood up, lifting both bodies. He looked around, fire was in every direction. Taking a deep breath as if trying to push back any fear, he went running straight into the fire, towards the exit, yelling out loudly.

They made it through the fire, but they weren't out yet. Just as Steelix got near the exit he heard the last tank ignite inside. He tried running as fast as he could. But it wasn't fast enough. The tank exploded, sending a blast wave right at them, picking the three of them up and tossing them to the ground far from the burning building. The three bodies fell to the ground, each landing in a different spot near each other, all of them unmoving.