Silver Hills, California 2004

"Today, Silver Hills will hold funerals for two of the most influential people in the city's history; Wesley Anthony Collins and his father, Alan Earl Collins. Two days ago, both were killed in a bar bombing. While the investigation is ongoing, the local police have been told to stay out of it. Commander Eric Myers of the Silver Guardians was the head of the investigation, but yesterday, he too was killed in a similar bombing. The general consensus is that this is the work of a rival company, intent on removing key figures for the multi-billion dollar company, Bio-Lab. I had the opportunity to speak to Detective Butler, who is now the head of the investigation, and she has ruled out the possibility of this being a terrorist attack. It is likely that…"

She'd heard enough. She reached for the control, turning off the television. In the beginning, she was convinced that Wes and Alan had been killed, but after hearing about Eric Myers being killed by a car bomb, she knew it was Kyle. It was always Kyle's style to eliminate targets using the car bomb method. "When the right amount of explosives are used, it leaves the body unrecognizable. Besides, I like explosions," she recalled him saying once. If she knew Kyle the way she thought she did, she knew exactly where she would find the time ship, and once she did, she knew she'd find Wes and Alan as well.

After coming back to Silver Hills, she'd gotten a small hotel room near the edge of the city. It wasn't much, but it provided her with everything she needed. It gave her a place to stay in the city, and it was near the shoreline. Kyle was a creature of habit, and she knew that he'd probably landed the time ship on the shoreline. From her window, she could see the beach, but a giant cliff, which made it the perfect place to hide anything, obstructed most of the view. She glanced over at the clock on the wall, realizing that soon, she'd be able to make her move.

Taylor and Cassie walked into Bio-Lab, hoping to make it to Wes' office to find a clue. Something, anything, that could help them figure things out. As soon as they stepped through the door, the receptionist intercepted them.

"Can I help you ladies?" she said cheerfully.

"No thanks, we're just going to go up to Wes' office for a minute," Cassie told her.

"I'm afraid I can't let you do that. That floor is off limits."

"But whose authority?" Taylor asked.

"Mr. Collins," she paused. "Andrew Collins, I mean," she corrected.

"I thought he quit."

"He did, but because he is the only living relative, he inherited the company by default," she said.

"Listen Shirley, I know Andrew told you not to let anyone us there, but we really need to get in there and look around," Cassie said.

"I'd like to help you, but I can't," Shirley sighed.

"Can you at least give us a copy of the sign in sheet so we can know who's been coming and going the last few days?" Taylor asked.

"I wish I could, but its against policy," she said, walking back over to her receptionist desk, pulling out a folder, setting it on top of the desk. "I have to go to the restroom, I'm sure the two of you can let yourselves out, right?" she asked.

Cassie smiled. "Of course," she said.

Shirley nodded, then simply walked away, leaving the folder on the desk. Once she was gone, Taylor grabbed the folder, and the two of them hurried on their way to Wes' office.

The Time Shadow megazord landed on the shore just as the sun was beginning to set. Jen, who was in front of the controls, began the landing procedures as the others unbuckled themselves from their restraints.

"Smooth landing," Circuit, who sat in the middle of the control panel, announced.

"Hey, first time for everything," Lucas commented.

"Now that we're here, what do we do?"

"We need to find Eric and try to piece together what's going on. If only there was a way that we could get into Bio-Lab…" she was quickly cut short.

"I think I may be able to help with that," he hurried over to the opposite control panel, pulling up information up on another screen. "It shouldn't be too hard to access Bio-Lab's database and add you to the personnel roster," Trip told them.

"You can do that from here?"

He looked up at Jen. "I'm done. You, Katie and Lucas are in the system now. You'll have to go the receptionist to get your security clearances, but you're in there," he said.

"Just me, Jen and Katie? What about you?" Lucas inquired.

"It would be a little to explain the guy with green hair and a jewel in his forehead, and I don't think Bio-Lab is big on hats," he mentioned.

"Okay, we'll get in there and see what we can find out in Mr. Collins office. When we're done, we'll all meet back here," Jen instructed.

"Good luck guys. I'll contact you if anything comes up," he said.

It was a strange feeling.

'The world thinks I'm dead,' he scoffed inwardly. There were plenty of times in his life where he thought the world would be better off if he truly was dead. There were events in his life, circumstances, and there were times when he was convinced that he would never truly find happiness. He didn't know his father, and though he lived with his mother most of his life, he didn't know her either. She worked two jobs trying to make ends meet, trying to provide him with a place to say and a quality education. She'd even managed to pay for him to go to a special boarding school, hoping it would give him the education she never had.

Of course, he wasn't able to stay very long.

He was in the school for a semester, and during that semester he met Wesley Collins. The two of them became friends rather quickly, but it didn't take him long to realize the two of them were from different worlds. Wes had come for a rich family, and had everything handed to him on a silver platter. He, on the other hand, had to struggle for everything he had. After they were unable to pay his tuition, he ended up in Silver Hills Public School.

A few years after he finished school, he applied for a job with the Silver Guardians. He was sure that someone with his background in martial arts would come in handy, and he had no idea how quickly he would be promoted. He also had no idea he would be reunited with Wesley Collins. The two of them were finally able to work out their difference, and now, were the best of friends.

His thoughts were interrupted as the doors slid open, and Alex walked into the room.

"Eric," he called out.

"Its about damn time someone came…" he was cut short as Alex stood aside, and Wes walked into the room. "Wes," he said, not realizing how eager he sounded until it was too late. It took everything he had, but he stopped himself from rushing over to Wes and hugging him. Instead, he extended his hand to him. "Good to see you're okay," he said dryly.

"You too man," they quickly shook. "Have Alex and Kyle told you what was going on?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm up to speed. But if you ask me, it sounds like a lot of trouble to go through to stop a mutant," he brought up.

"The steps we took were necessary, believe me. The mutant is our top priority, but there are other concerns as well. The timeline has to be protected, and Andrew Collins has to pay for what he's done. He has to be arrested for him crimes, and he cannot be allowed to manufacture bio-chemical weapons," Alex explained.

"I knew it," Wes snapped.

"So what do you want us to do?" Eric asked.

"You need to stay out of sight for now. Your funeral is in a few hours, and that's when we'll make our stand. Alan is scheduled to be there to deliver a eulogy, and when he does, he'll make our move on him," he said.

"Good, I always wanted to go to my own funeral," Wes laughed.

"Everything is going according to plan now Kyle," he walked behind his desk, sitting in his chair and kicking his feet up on the desk. "When we were kids, our father use to tell us how one day, we'd be able to benefit from all the hard worked he'd put into Bio-Lab. He told us that our family would be one of the most powerful and influential in this city. When the old man died, you know who he left the business to? Alan. My good for nothing, selfish annoying brother. I was in school for business management, I was the one with degrees in business, but who did he leave the company to? Alan. Alan was working in a damn pretzel shop when the old man died, he wasn't even in school. Why the hell did the old man leave the company to him?" he snapped.

"It doesn't matter now, does it?" Kyle inquired.

"I suppose not. Now that they're out the way, I'll be able to fulfill my dreams, my destiny! I will usher Bio-Lab into a new era, making this company billions of dollars and making me the richest, most powerful man in the city!" he said.

"Don't you mean making us rich?"

"Of course Kyle. I'll never forget the role you played in this. Granted, I didn't want my brother killed, but what's done is done. Just keep Wes out the way until I'm officially announced the owner of Bio-Lab," he said.

"And what if young Mr. Collins tries to escape?"

"Kill him," Andrew said coldly.

"As you wish," Kyle agreed, taking made his way out the room. As he stepped into the hallway, he rolled up his sleeve, revealing his morpher. "Everyone is going according to schedule, Collins doesn't suspect a thing," he said.

A holographic image of Alex appeared from the morpher. "Good. Sensors have detected the mutant, its still in the city. Come back to the time ship so we can track it down and eliminate it before things get any worse," he ordered.

"I'm on my way. Kyle out."

The three of them walked into the lobby, where the receptionist greeted them. "Good afternoon, how may I help you?" she asked politely.

It was Lucas who took a step forward. "The three of us are suppose to start work today, and we were told to come to you for our name badges," he said calmly.

"Name?"

"Lucas Kendal," he said.

She quickly turned to her computer, attempting to locate his information. "Oh, I see you here Mr. Kendal. You'll make a fine addition to our janitorial staff," she said.

"Janitorial staff?" he snapped, but took a deep breath. "Yes, of course, janitorial staff," he groaned inwardly, promising him he'd strangle Trip the next time he saw him.

"And you two are?" the receptionist inquired.

"They're with me," they all heard a voice say. They all turned as Myriah walked over to them. "Its okay Shirley, these two ladies are the extra help we hired just before Mr. Collins… passed away. I'll see to it that they're name badges are issued by the end of the day," she assured her.

"Okay," she responded.

"If you two ladies will come with me, I'll get you started," she said cheerfully, motioning for them to follow. The three of them stepped on the elevator, and as soon as the doors slid shut, she turned to them. "I knew Time Force would send someone to find out what was going on," she said.

"Who are you, and how do you know who we are?" Katie inquired.

"I'm Myriah Harris, I was Mr. Collins' personal assistant before he was killed. He talked to me about everything, and based on what he told me, I'd be able to pick you guys out of a crowded room. You're Jen, the pink ranger, and you must be Katie, but Alan always told me your hair was curly," she mentioned.

"It use to be, but…" she was cut short.

"We need access to Mr. Collins' office. Any computer files or paperwork that might explain why someone would want him out the way would be helpful," Jen said.

"Of course, anything I can do to help. It's a shame that Wes is gone, he would have loved to see you again," Myriah sighed.

Jen couldn't help but blush, but did her best to contain her emotions. "Were you and Wes…" she allowed her sentence to trail off.

"Me and Wes? Oh no, he was much too in love with Cassie to ever give me a second look, or a first one for that matter," she said.

"Cassie?"

"The former pink ranger. You know, Cassie. The two of them have been together about a year now," Myriah told her.

Part of her knew that sooner or later, Wes would move on with his life, but she always suspected he would have waited a little longer. Finally, the elevator doors opened, and the three of them stepped out.

"Which way?"

"Wes' office is down the hall and to the left. Mr. Collins' office is right across from it. I'll head back down to the lobby and keep an eye out for Andrew," she said.

"Thank you Myriah, for everything," Katie said.

Taylor sat behind Wes' desk, going through paperwork, trying to find some clue as to what Andrew was up to, but she wasn't coming up with anything. "I swear, if I could just get into Wes' computer for five minutes, I might be able to find something," she complained.

"Wes always kept everything password protected. He was sure someone was going to try to use the information in his computer to change the present and effect the future," Cassie told her.

Taylor stared at the screen, which was prompting her for a password. "What could he password be? I thought it would be your name, or redranger, but nothing I can think of is working," she said.

"Let me try," they heard a voice say.

Taylor glanced up towards the door. "Jen, Katie, what are you two doing here?" she asked.

"Probably the same thing you are, trying to get to the bottom of things," Jen walked behind the desk, turning her attention to the computer. "Wes is a creature of habit, and I'm willing to bet he uses the same password for everything," she said, inputting a code.

Taylor and Cassie watched on in amazement as the password prompt screen disappeared, and was replaced by information. "What was the password?" Cassie asked.

"Destiny," she said simply.

"Okay, now that we're in, where should we start looking?" Taylor asked.

"We don't, I have a much better idea," Jen said as she reached in her pocket, pulling out a small device, attaching it to the side of the computer, then pressed a button. A light on the device began to flash, and information began to race across the screen. Next, she nodded at Katie, tacitly instructing her.

Katie pulled a device out of her pocket. "Trip, are you getting the information?" she asked.

"Yes, but the processors in this time are a lot slower than our computers, I can only download 20 GB at a time. The entire download should take another three minutes," he said.

"20 gigs a second? Wow, Cam would go crazy if his computer could download that fast," Taylor commented.

"Listen, there is mutant loose in the city, and we have to stop it before it can do any damage. We brought our zord, but none of us have any morphers. With Wes and Eric gone, there will be no one here to protect the city. Can the two of you help?" Jen asked.

"Neither of us have our morphers either, but we'll do what we can. We should to try find out where Wes is, he still has his morpher," Cassie mentioned.

Her statement quickly caught Katie and Jen's attention. "I thought Wes was…"

"No, hes alive, and I think Eric is too. I was on the phone with Wes when he heard an explosion, and he went to investigate it. He wasn't in the car when it exploded, and Eric and I were close to figuring it out, but he was killed in an explosion. Wes is alive somewhere, and we have to find him," she said.

"If he still has his morpher, we should be able to track it," she reached for her communicator. "Trip, can you run a search for morphers present in the city that have a Time Force signature?" Katie asked.

"That shouldn't take very long," there was a pause. "That's strange, I think the download I'm running is interfering with the search," he said.

"Why? What's wrong?"

"I'm reading two Quantum morphers, a pink morpher and two red morphers. All of them are active, that can't be right," he said.

"Run the scan again."

"I am, but the results are the same. The download is complete now, and I'm going to run the scan for a third time, but still, its saying there are 5 morphers active," he said.

"What the hell is going on?"

"I'm not sure, but we can't be concerned with that right now. The two of you should get ready for the funeral, we can't let Andrew Collins think anything is unusual," Jen said. "Katie and I will head back to the Time Shadow and try to make sense of the files we just downloaded, maybe it will give us a clue as to what's going on."

"Before we came up here, we were able to get our hands on the sign in sheet at the front desk, the only name that appears on the list several times in a Kyle Riley, other than that, we…" she was cut short.

"Kyle Riley?" Katie inquired.

"Yeah, do you know him?"

"Hes the Quantum Ranger," she paused. "At least he is in our time. If Kyle is here, things must be worse than I thought," she said.

"Suddenly this is all starting to make sense," she stood up. "Kyle is here trying to track down the mutant that escaped. Because he was the one who originally captured the mutant back in 1987, he'd have a personal interest in this," Jen said.

"I remember reading that case file, it was the first recorded incident of a mutant traveling to the past. Wasn't his partner killed in a car explosion?" Katie brought up.

Then suddenly, it occurred to both of them. "Oh my God," they said in unison.

"What is it?"

"Kyle is the one who set the explosives in Mr. Collins car, and wanted the world to believe that Mr. Collins and Wes were both dead, probably because the mutant was after them. With them dead, they would be safe to track the mutant without putting Wes or Mr. Collins in danger. Then, Eric started his investigation and was getting too close to the truth, so Kyle arranged for Eric to appear killed. With all of them out the way, they can track the mutant, and after they capture it, Wes, Mr. Collins and Eric can come back," she explained.

"But why would Kyle be helping Andrew take control of the company?" Cassie asked.

"I don't know, but I have a feeling there's a lot more going on here than we know. You two go get ready for the funeral, we'll meet you there," Jen told them.

"Good luck guys," Taylor said as the two of them made their way out the office.