"When I was four years old, I first started exhibiting signs that I had the power of telekinesis. My parents were very proud. They always said that it made me special. My mother was the kindest person anyone would ever meet. She was always so nice and understanding, helping anyone in need. My father was the stubborn one. He worked for my planet's defense team, always designing experimental equipment. I like to think that he is the one who instilled my work ethic into me.

Still, however, when I was seven, tragedy struck my family. My sister was 'lost' to us (author note: The way Andros says this he wants to imply that she died, but, in reality, she was taken), and my parents were never the same. The tight bond that we all once had was strained by the loss of one of our own. Correlating with the tragedy in the household was the conflict for my home planet, KO-35. Diplomatic ties with four of the planets we had once called allies broke down, and after three years of discussion, they broke the alliance, leaving KO-35 to defend itself.

Dark Spectre was forever the strategic opportunist, and saw KO-35 as a planet with a sizable amount of resources that he could use to fuel his empire. The attacks were slow at first; seemingly random attacks at different locations. After about a year, though, the invasion occurred. Thousands of Piranhatrons and Quantrons attacked my planet, killing mercilessly. I was twelve when the attacks finally reached my village. The local militia fought bravely, but we were no match for their advanced weaponry. My parents were killed when the Quantrons invaded my house. My parents…." In an instant, a flash of pain comes across Andros' face, but as quickly as it appears, it disappears, and Andros continues.

"...came to my room that night and told me to leave the house and go to the largest city, Boni, for safety. My father then told me that I should go to the city's center, an institute for military advising and development, where I would be given further instructions. He then handed me a battlizer. I didn't know what it was for at the time, but he told me that it would come in handy. I hesitated as the Quantrons broke in, looking to rid my village of the inhabitants. My father tried to stop them all, but there were too many. My mother threw herself at them and told me to run. I obeyed and quickly jumped out of a window. As I distanced myself from the house, the cries of my parents pierced the night, until two laser blasts could be heard. Then I could hear nothing. I found a transport ship, and then traveled to the capital city of Boni.

My capital city, a once prosperous center of industry and economic success, was now littered with the stench and sights of war. The streets which had once been areas of fun now had soldiers at every corner. Schools and playgrounds were turned into hospitals to care for the countless number of sick and injured people. I slept on the street that night before I searched for the city center. The sound of evacuation and transport ships could be heard all through the night. To this day, I still don't know where the inhabitants went to, or if they even survived.

The next morning I walked to the center of the city. At first, I was not allowed in, but after I showed them the battlizer, they allowed me in, and took me into the bottom chamber of the building. They explained to me Zordon had provided KO-35 with two morphers, when he had discovered that Dark Spectre was invading the planet. My father, who had apparently been a prominent scientist with my planet's defense team, had then designed the battlizer to work with the morpher. Button 1 would enhance the ability of one's fist. Button 2 would enhance the ability even further, while also allowing one to give a power kick, if the situation required.

The people at the base were very sympathetic to my situation, and gave me a morpher to defend my planet. The only stipulation was that I would never press button 3 on my battlizer. They explained that my father had never finished the tests on that button, and that even the scientists at the institute could not figure out what it would do. There were conflicting theories. Some believed it to be a time traveling button, allowing the person wearing it to travel to the past. Others believed it to be a massive bomb, capable of destroying entire planets. The prevalent theory was that it was a massive surge of energy that would literally overload a person, eventually killing them. I officially became a power ranger when I was twelve.

Unfortunately, the world had been decimated, and few were willing to stay and fight for a planet that had already lost or evacuated 7/8ths of the population. There were a few of us who fought, but it was a losing battle. Thousands of Quantrons arrived by the day, pushing closer and closer to Boni. We were able to hold them off for three years, but they eventually broke through. We were then instructed to lead one last defensive strike, allowing our leaders time to flee. We had, however, underestimated their forces. One hundred thousand Velocifighters attacked the city. What few forces we had we tried to evacuate out. It was then that I was given the Megaship and ordered to fight another day. I discovered later that they had copied Zordon's design, and in a last effort, designed four new morphers, placing them on the Megaship. I was the last one off my planet, after the army was defeated. I watched as the Quantrons destroyed my capital city, and began their celebration. I spent the next two years following Dark Specter and his new apprentice Astronema. Then I found you guys…"