Disclaimer: I don't own Power Rangers. Only Brandon Chase

Hello again. I'm sorry I haven't updated but like every other high schooler in the US, finals are upon me, and I am buried to my nose in textbooks and study guides. I'm so pleased with the great feedback I've been receiving, and I hope it keeps coming. I'm still trying to get a hang of the new reply system so be patient if I don't respond to your reviews. It doesn't mean I still love them!

As a note, I know Brandon seems almost perfect when it comes to SPD, but that is intentional. If you all haven't picked up on the direction I'm going for, basically, he's got all this ability, yet he fails to save a) his parents and b) the rest of the Narovian population. Now the question is, will he be able to save Earth when Falstaff and Domitrius arrive to assist Gruumm? Keep that in mind because his failures are gonna haunt him for awhile and will be the cause of his angst and perhaps his downfall…?

Anyway, onward!

Chapter 2

Flung into Disarray

The lieutenant smiled in satisfaction, watching as the transmission was made, sending the message out into the depths of space. From his shoulder, Piggy watched, a frown of trepidation skirting across the alien's features.

"Um, are you sure you can do this?"

The lieutenant smirked, "And even if I can't, no one is gonna know, right?"

Piggy gave a weak chuckle, "Of course, Lieutenant…And do I assume correct that our business has come to an end?"

Amused, he shook his head, "I'm hurt that you'd want to be rid of me, Piggy. And after all we've been through…But to answer your question, nope. I'm afraid not. One more job, Piggy, then I'm out of your hair."

His alien counterpart scoffed, a derisive snort flying from his nostrils, "Now I seriously doubt that…"

xxx

The B-Squad rangers stumbled into the lounge area, bruised, battered, but mostly discomfited with their recent thrashing. Jack plopped down onto a couch, his features twisted into an expression of disbelief.

"Can someone please explain to me how the hell we got out butts kicked by some random street criminal?"

Sky raised a sardonic eyebrow, "Sound familiar?"

Bridge shook his head, "Uh, there was a difference. There was three of us and two of Jack and Z…well, technically three of Z plus Jack since she replicated herself against Syd so that was a three-on-one battle which is kind of an unfair ad- "

Z quickly halted the green ranger before his standard rambling kept on its pace, "We get it, Bridge."

Sky shook his head, a contemplative look on his face, "That wasn't some random criminal. That guy stole from SPD and in broad daylight, and he took something from the SPD databases. There are over three hundred million files about every single planet in the universe in there. No one goes into the databases unless they are absolutely sure of what they want. Not to mention security. You have to know what you're doing to achieve that…"

Jack grimaced, rubbing his sore ribs, "He must have been SPD or a former officer to know how to get in. Plus, he didn't fight like he was from the streets. We were up against a trained fighter."

Z frowned, "Yeah, it was like he knew what moves we were going to make…especially when he went up against Sky."

Bridge spoke, "You know, I felt a weird aura from this guy…it seemed vaguely familiar."

Jack's gaze snapped to Sky, "It could be your lost friend."

Absently, Sky shook his head, "No. Not possible. That guy you faced was able to teleport from place to place. Brandon's genetic power was telekinesis…"

"So there's no possible way Brandon could have two genetic powers?" Z questioned.

"Not impossible, just highly improbable…" Bridge explained, "Genetic powers come from a random genetic mutation upon conception. The chances that two mutations occurred have the odds of 7,600,053 to one."

His teammates stared at him for a moment before Jack shook his head, "Oookay…so, Sky, are you sure this new guy couldn't possibly be Brandon? I mean, if he is, you could have information for us that could help with his capture. We don't want something like Dru to happen again."

Jack looked up in surprise as a whirl of blond, curly hair brushed by him, and Syd stormed through the lounge doors. Jack could only gape, bewildered at the furious look gracing the pink ranger's normally cheerful disposition. Sky stared after her before rising himself, glaring down their leader with a hardened gaze.

"Brandon is nothing like Dru. And if you knew him, you would think that too. He was the best cadet that ever walked through these halls. So don't you ever say anything bad about him. You have no idea what he's done in this academy. You have no idea who he is." With a final fierce look heavy with disgust, Sky turned on his heel and strode out of the lounge.

Bewildered, Jack turned back to his two remaining teammates, "What's gotten into them?"

Z shook her head, rolling her eyes at her longtime friend, "Oh, c'mon, Jack, utilize a little tact, would you? They think the guy's dead, and he was obviously good friends with Sky and Syd."

"Syd loved him…" The red and yellow rangers shifted in astonishment to Bridge, staring negligently in the distance, unaware of the astonishing fact he had just revealed.

"Wait, say that again."

Surprised, Bridge turned to his leader, "Syd loved Brandon…she still does. They've been together since enrolling at the academy. Technically, he's presumed dead so I should be referring to him in the past tense, but Syd still loves him so I think- "

Z nudged him with her elbow, "Bridge! Focus!"

"Oh, right." Bridge halted, shrugging, "I didn't know Brandon as well as Sky or Syd did. I came about two years after they did and didn't share a room with Sky until about two weeks before he disappeared."

Z frowned, "Wait, 'disappeared?'"

Bridge nodded, "Yeah. It was during the Winter Ball, which is the last dance before graduation in the new year. According to the legend around here, Brandon was called to the Command Center to talk with Cruger but never made it. A lot of people thought he was getting promoted to C-Squad or something…"

"What? You guys were on D-Squad when he left?"

Bridge shook his head, "No. Brandon was the top of the class, way ahead of everyone else. Everyone just assumed he would skip D-Squad when we graduated."

Z frowned, "So if he was here…"

Bridge nodded in affirmation to her open-ended question, "He would probably be the A-Squad red ranger. Maybe even higher…"

Jack jerked as he remembered something, "You know, the guy I faced did know a lot about the red rangers. Maybe, if he is this Brandon guy, he's out for revenge. Maybe he's bitter for not being made a ranger…"

Bridge sighed, training a weary gaze on his leader, "Look, Jack. Sky's right. You don't know Brandon. You can't just accuse him of something like that, not without knowing how he was. Ask anyone around here, they'll tell you the same. Brandon Chase is legendary around here for more than just greatness. You won't find a person who didn't like him or at least respect him." Bridge turned to depart, limping towards the infirmary.

"Just let it go. It's a sore spot with Syd and Sky, and if you want unity in this team to stay as peaceful as its been lately, you might want to drop it."

Jack could only gawk, frowning in speechlessness. Glancing at Z, he turned a questioning expression to his friend. In response, she shrugged, unsure of the passionate outburst they had witnessed from their normally stoic blue ranger, the uncharacteristic explosion of anger from their pink ranger, and the atypical words of wisdom from their goofy green ranger. Whoever this Brandon Chase was, he seemed to command a certain reverence, even in absence. But Jack couldn't help but wonder, was this Brandon Chase really an icon of perfection as his three teammates made him out to be or was a dark secret veiled beneath the façade of excellence?

xxx

Sky leaned back in his bed, staring absently up at the ceiling. His hands clenched into fists at Jack's callous words of disregard. The blue ranger could understand a suspicion towards Dru. Jack had met the guy. But to dishonor Brandon…Sky shook his head in disgust. Brandon Chase was somewhat of a hero at the academy because of his parents as well as a reputation for brilliance. His status was perfect for the mischief he caused because instructors would simply brush off the harmless pranks, and Sky, as his best friend and constant accomplice, would also receive no more than a slap on the wrist. He smiled sadly with nostalgia. Brandon was his first friend at the academy, and the one who understood him best. From the first day, they shared a connection that stemmed from beyond the vocation their parents shared in common, and through the years, they forged a bond deeper than just comrades in arms. They were more than friends and closer than brothers, and with Brandon gone, Sky felt as if a part of him was missing.

Sky ran his finger against the metal cuff encircling his wrist. Although he no longer felt a connection with Dru, Sky still wore the bracelet. As hurt as he was by the Tangarian's betrayal, Sky knew there was still one more cuff out there, surrounding Brandon's wrist, and until he had sufficient proof that his best friend no longer walked among the living, Sky would continue to wear the cuff.

His gaze wandered to his bedside at a photo taken his first day at the academy. It was the day he met Brandon, and the day that began their friendship.

Fifteen year-old Schuyler Tate Collins stood in the lobby of the SPD, glancing around at the bustling of activity. From beside him, his father, Wes Collins, grasped his shoulder. A playful light in his green eyes, Wes grinned at his son.

"You ready to carry on the legacy, Sky?"

Rolling her eyes, Jen Collins slapped her husband's shoulder, "Oh, don't put pressure on him, Wes. It doesn't matter if he doesn't become a ranger."

Frowning, Wes looked in disbelief at his wife, "What? You don't believe he can do it?"

"Of course he can! He is our son…"

Wes smirked, "Yeah, honey, that wasn't egotistical at all…"

Jen snorted, "Says the man who bet Eric he would produce a child first…"

Sky laughed at his parent's antics. Shaking his head, he wrapped his arms around his mother, "You won't have to worry about anything, Mom. I'm gonna be a ranger…"

Wes puffed up proudly, "Damn straight you are, son…" An impish twinkle in his light eyes, Wes smirked.

"Besides, if you can't cut it, we've always got your sister…"Dodging the swipe from his son, Wes laughed as he glanced around. He hefted one of Sky's suitcases higher in his grasp and surveyed the academy.

"Let's see if we can get you settled in before orientation." Swiveling towards the escalators, Wes halted and a delighted smile spread across his handsome features.

"Well, I'll be damned…" Shifting to Jen, he nudged his wife, gesturing to a couple nearby, "Look who else is here."

An identical smile stretched across the former Time Force ranger's face as she waved to the familiar family, "Zhane! Karone!"

A pale blonde head snapped up, and Zhane's light gaze swept across the lobby to the Collins trio. His roguish grin firmly affixed to his face, the silver ranger and his wife approached. Zhane laughed, engulfing Wes in an fervent hug, thumping the other man on the back.

"Wes! Jen! Excellent to see you." Zhane's enthusiasm was infectious as he leaned in to press a friendly kiss to Jen's cheek, "It's been awhile since our adventure on Mirinoi, hasn't it, Wes?"

Wes chuckled appreciatively, "Yeah, it has, and of course, we can thank Tommy for that. I swear, Zhane, you should have been there for the escapade on the moon…"

Zhane groaned, "Don't remind me! You wouldn't believe how much grief I got from Andros for missing out on the action…"

From his side, Karone snorted, "But wouldn't you think, honey, that the birth of your son was a bit more important?"

Zhane turned towards his wife, "Of course! But who wouldn't want to spend a day kicking some alien tail? Especially if it's with my good buddy Wes?"

The former red ranger grinned, "Yeah. You always were the one in search of adventure."

Zhane shrugged unabashedly, a casual arm around his wife, "Ain't it the truth? So what brings you to these parts?"

Wes hitched a thumb at Sky, staring at the exchange in bewilderment, "We're dropping off Sky."

Zhane's pale eyes lit up in excitement, "Really? First day, huh?" His gaze flicking to the younger Collins, Zhane looked the teen up and down with an appraising eye.

"Geez, I haven't seen you since you were bald and wrinkly. I gotta tell you, Wes, the kid's a spitting image."

Wes knocked his son's shoulder proudly, "That he is. So what about you two?"

Zhane straightened with a start, "Cripes, I nearly forgot…" Turning his head, Zhane shouted to a tall, brawny young man in conversation with a group of cadets, "Brandon!"

The matching pale blonde head poked upward, searching for the source of the summon. Nodding absently to the group he was chatting with, Brandon made his way over to the group, an identical version of his father's famed grin splayed across his youthful face.

"You hollered, Dad?"

Zhane motioned to the Collins family, "Son, I'd like you to meet Wes and Jen Collins and their son, Sky. Wes, Jen, Sky, this is my son, Brandon. He's a second-year cadet at the academy."

Wes grinned, "Talk about spitting image, Zhane. This kid is you and Karone right down to that damned grin."

Brandon stuck his hand out, "A pleasure to meet you all. Brandon Chase."

Wes raised an eyebrow at Zhane, "Chase, huh?"

The silver ranger shrugged, "What can I say, it was that or Meishniberger…" Zhane returned his gaze back to his son, "Brandon, why don't you show Sky to his room? We'll meet you all back at the orientation ceremony."

Brandon looked at his companion, an appraising glint in his unique eyes, before he nodded, hitching a thumb, "C'mon, Sky, the dorms are this way."

Sky glanced around the dorm he currently occupied. It was the first place he met Dru as well when he learned the Tangarian was to be his roommate. Since that first day, Brandon had taken Sky and Dru under his wing, showing them the ropes until they became comfortable with the SPD atmosphere. Sky and Dru rose rapidly through the ranks of the academy, testing high in all facets of their training. Together with Brandon, the three of them were notorious around the academy as the top three cadets in their class, revered from their success as well as the legacy Brandon and Sky's fathers left. Back then, Sky had seen their futures. Brandon would be the A-Squad red ranger with Sky commanding B-Squad and Dru as his second command. Everything seemed to be going along with the plan until Dru received the order he was transferring to the Nebula Academy.

Brandon leaned casually against the doorway of Sky and Dru's dorm, one arm propped up against the frame. Catching the identical looks of distress on his two best friends' faces, he straightened.

"What's going on?"

Lethargically, Dru zipped his duffle bag closed, hitching it higher on his shoulder. Running a hand through his hair, unnaturally tousled, Dru stepped out of the room.

"I'm being transferred to the Nebula Academy." He sighed, "Cruger thought I'd make a better pilot than a ranger…"

Sky shook his head, his gaze shifting between his two best friends, "This is bull…why would Cruger make that decision when you're so close to graduation?"

Dru shrugged, "I don't know. This just really sucks…"

Brandon stared at his friend, lifting his right arm so that the bracelet glinted beneath the lights of the hallway, "Yeah, it does. But whatever happens, we'll always have these to keep us close."

Sky raised his arm, displaying his own bracelet, "Right. Friends forever."

Dru smiled sadly, hoisting his arm as well, "Forever…"

The three cuffs clanked together as the three friends knocked wrists for the last time. Brandon and Sky looked on as Dru wandered down the hallway to his shuttle. A morose glint in his light eyes, Brandon clapped Sky on the back.

"Alright, Sky, let's go…It's just you and me for awhile…"

Sky hefted himself up from his bed. And then there was one… Running a hand through his hair, he exited his room, wandering aimlessly along the hallways of the academy. Everywhere he walked, a memory assaulted his sub-conscious mind: this was where they tricked Sergeant Haussler; that was where they pantsed Kingsley…Turning the corner, Sky caught a glimpse of a lone figure, clothed in pink sitting atop the dog's head on the academy roof.

xxx

"You know, you were never one to be off by yourself…"

Syd jumped as the Sky's deep voice cut through the stifling silence. Raising a watery sapphire gaze to the blue ranger, she shrugged.

"Yeah, I know. I just had to get away from Jack." Despondently, she hung her head, "I couldn't take the things he was saying about Brandon."

Sky nodded tightly as he settled down beside her, tentatively wrapping an arm around her shoulders. His heart constricted as she snuggled deeper into the crook of his arm, snaking her own arms around his waist. Pushing the thoughts from his head, Sky growled his frustrations out.

"Yeah, I feel the same. He doesn't even know Brandon. He has no right."

Syd gazed up into Sky's angered gaze, "Do you remember when I first met you two?"

Sky chuckled, "Do I ever…I think it was the only time in both your lives the two of you were rendered speechless."

Sky laughed as Brandon recounted his detention the previous night, smirking as his friend mentioned that Captain Deacon hadn't even awoken by the time Brandon came back from his "jaunt" through the new cadet's dormitories.

"So I sneak in from pulling the prank, scared that he's awake and waiting. I close the door as quietly as I can and sneak a glance. It turns out, he was still out cold. Didn't even twitch a vein…Oh, I'm sorry!"

- - -

Sydney stooped down to pick up her fallen books, shaking her head, "Don't worry."

"Here…"A masculine hand with a silver cuff encircling the wrist placed a book in her hand, and she brushed away her hair from her vision. Her breath stilled for a moment as her gaze locked onto with the most dazzling pair of blue eyes she had ever seen, so pale they bordered on white. The full mouth was quirked upward into a dashing grin, and his tousled hair extended haphazardly skyward as he helped her gather her things.

The boy straightened, handing her back the rest of her books, "There you go. Sorry about that. Do you need any help with those?"

Gathering her wits, Syd shook her head, "No, thanks."

The grin grew wider, as he inclined his head, "Okay, then. I'll see you."

Watching his broad back disappear, Sydney shook herself from her daze, "Actually, can you tell me where I can find the Weapons and Tactics classroom?"

He turned back, a friendly smile on his face, "Uh, yeah." He pointed straight down the hallway, "You go all the way down this corridor than take a right. The classroom is three doors on your left."

Syd breathed a sigh of relief, "Thanks…"

The boy shrugged, "No problem. It can get kind of hard to navigate around here."

- - -

As they walked away, Sky turned an amused eyebrow to his best friend, smiling giddily from the encounter.

"Wow, Brandon. You've got it bad."

As quickly as it appeared, the smile vanished, and Brandon rolled his eyes, "Shaddup, Sky. We're probably never gonna see her again."

Sky chuckled ruefully, "Oh, how wrong we were…"

Syd's mouth fell open in offense, and she smacked the blue ranger hard on the shoulder, "You say that like it's a bad thing!"

Sky smirked playfully, nudging the pink ranger beside him, "Well, isn't it?"

"SKY!"

The normally stoic blue ranger grinned teasingly, "Oh, c'mon, Syd. You know I can't live without you. You and Bridge are like my best friends."

"Now that Brandon isn't here?"

Sky gazed passionately into the cornflower eyes of his pink counterpart, "No," He stated firmly, "Even if he was here, somehow, you both would have wormed your way in." He glanced down at the silver cuff.

"You know, that last night he was with us, I told him I would watch over you and take care of you. I'm not gonna break that promise." Raising his eyes, Sky met Syd's with an even gaze, determination shining through the brilliant orbs.

"I'm not gonna lose you, too."

Syd smiled, reaching up to gently stroke his cheek, "I'm not going anywhere, Sky. You're stuck with me for a long time."

His lips turned upward in an apologetic smile, "That's how I want it to be."

Sky gazed down at Sydney, his sapphire eyes locking onto hers. For a moment, he just studied her face as her expression softened. Her hands clutching the opened lapels of his uniform jacket, Sky's breath hitched as her face inched closer to his. His arms tightened around her petite frame as his head craned downward to hers.

xxx

The lieutenant exited the SPD database, quickly stuffing the minute disc into his jacket pocket. Just as he was about to exit, his presence undetected, a clatter alerted his senses, and his head snapped to the source just in time to see an officer sound the alarm. Cursing under his breath, the lieutenant vanished in a flash of silver light.

Landing heavily outside of the academy, he raced off, dodging pedestrians in his way as the alarms blared from the inside of the building. Glancing back over his shoulder, he groaned in frustration, his long legs carrying him away from SPD headquarters, muttering to himself.

"I really suck at this stealth thing…"

xxx

Sky and Syd closed the distance between them, their lips millimeters apart. Just as their lips were about to brush, the blaring alarms resonated through the SPD building, jerking them apart. A frown crossing her face, Syd shot to her feet, tugging Sky along as they entered the main building. Sky groaned a curse beneath his breath as they ran to the command center, falling into line with their fellow rangers.

Commander Cruger turned to them, a stern expression shadowing his canine -features, "Cadets, this intruder has broken in again. He is heading to the Main Street Plaza. Cut him off there then take him to me for questioning."

"Yes, sir!"

As the rangers snapped of a salute, departing to the scene, Cruger turned back to the monitor, watching the tall man dash away from the academy. The commander punched in a transmission, connecting with the man on the other end.

"Let them catch you…"

xxx

At the familiar voice floating through the device at his back, the lieutenant growled to the other end.

"Like hell…"

As if the his comment was heard, the deep voice rebuked his lack of obedience, "Lieutenant, that is an order."

Quickly glancing over his shoulder at the pursuing red ranger, the lieutenant hefted a heavy sigh. Deliberately slowing his pace as he rounded a corner, the lieutenant rolled his eyes heavenward.

"Why do I have a feeling I'm going to regret this?"

As the red ranger approached from behind, the lieutenant allowed a grunt to ripple from his throat as he was forcibly slammed up against the end barrier of the alley.

"Yep, that's why…"

The device attached to his belt flew to the pavement clattering to the ground, the prominent SPD shining against the silver background. His cheek pressing up against the cold, rough texture of the brick building, the lieutenant grumbled to the red ranger yanking his arms around his back to secure the cuffs.

"Easy, Rudolph, I'm not going anywhere."

He could almost hear the smug triumph in the ranger's voice as Jack hauled him from the alley to rejoin the rest of the team, scooping up the fallen object on the way, "Well, not so invincible, are we?"

The lieutenant smirked, shifting slightly in the cuffs, "You have no idea…"

As the blue ranger came up beside him, gripping his bicep, Jack extended his morpher, barking out in an authoritative voice.

"You are charged with stealing from SPD and resisting arrest. Judgment mode!"

The lieutenant waited as the morpher debated, his own morpher clutched securely in the red ranger's other hand. He held back a smirk as a green "O" flashed, determining him not guilty.

"Hmm…it seems, rangers, that we are at an impasse…"

Jack stared in astonishment at the verdict, his brow furrowing in confusion. Sky's grasp loosened on his captive's arm.

"What does it mean, 'not guilty?'" The blue ranger growled, "The whole academy saw him steal from the database."

Jack shrugged, a contemplative look of worry and disbelief flitting across his face, "I…I don't know."

Bridge's eyes shifted to their leader, "Either way, Cruger did say we had to bring him in."

Jack regained his composure, "Right. Sky, put him in the back of Syd and Z's Jeep."

Bridge's eyes continued to stay on the back of their captive, narrowing with misgiving. He had his suspicions, and he knew better than to doubt his instinct, but there was no way it could be him…could there?

xxx

As the Jeep sped down the roads of Newtech back to the academy, Syd snuck a glance at the man situated in the back of their car. His long legs were stretched out onto the seat beside him, his demeanor relaxed and nonchalant. At first glance, one would assume he was taking a joyride through the countryside, not being hauled in for questioning.

His chin dropped down to rub against his shoulder, scratching idly, and he shifted to assume a more comfortable position. Syd frowned, diverting her gaze. There was something eerily familiar about this stranger. Something she had felt before…

xxx

The lieutenant whistled softly as he ascended the elevator to the command center, the five B-Squad power rangers forming a multi-colored barrier. As the rangers shot him looks heavy with annoyance, he tapered off. Sky glanced at his captive.

"So how'd you do it?"

As if startled by the address, the lieutenant turned a confused gaze to the blue ranger, "How'd I do what?"

"Con Jack's morpher into determining you 'not guilty?'"

An indulgent smile worked its way across his whiskered mouth, "Why, good officer, is it honestly that unfathomable that I just may be innocent?"

Sky snorted in derision, "As unfathomable as you being part of SPD." He shot a disgusted look at his captive, "Who are you?"

"Ah, such a question. The prospective question you seem to be asking is who am I really or who am I to 'steal' from SPD?"

Sky leveled him with an even stare, "You tell me."

A smirk turned one corner of the lieutenant's mouth upward, "Trust me when I tell you, blue ranger, you don't want to know who I am."

Sky cocked an eyebrow in amusement, "And why not?"

A somber look flashed across the lieutenant's face, his eyes still ensconced by the dark lenses of his sunglasses, but, quickly as it appeared, it vanished, replaced by a stoic mask, "Because it will turn the world as you know it upside down…"

Before Sky could reply, the elevator doors parted, and the rangers exited, escorting their captive to the command center. Hauling him before Commander Cruger, Jack extended his arm, placing the silver, rectangular object and the small disc in the commander's hand.

"Here are the recovered objects, Commander."

Cruger nodded. Gesturing to the beanie and sunglasses, the commander addressed the captive, "Is there a reason you keep yourself masked?"

A small smile appeared on the shadowed face, "Perhaps you know the reason, Commander."

The commander hid his own smile as he placed the items on the center console, "Then I suppose you wouldn't object to revealing your identity, would you?"

The captive swallowed hard, indecision concealed behind the glasses, "I would presume I have no choice in the matter, Commander."

Commander Cruger gestured to Sky. The blue ranger's curiosity piqued, he grasped the beanie and the glasses, yanking them from the head.

"Here is the scum is stealing from SPD, Commander."

The eyes blinked from the harsh exposure to light as he shook the tousled strands from his forehead with a toss of his head. His gaze refocused, and with one eyebrow cocked, he turned amused eyes to the man beside him.

"Who're you calling 'scum', pal?"

At the sight of the hauntingly familiar pale orbs, Sky recoiled as if struck, and his face blanched. A gasp permeated through the air, and a pair of cornflower eyes pooled with tears. Sky's mouth opened but no words came out, only sounds. He stood there, gaping in amazement at the man before him, and he exhaled a single name, his voice barely reaching an incredulous whisper.

"Brandon…"

Coming Up:

Reasons unveiled

Sky and Syd struggle with affections of the present and the reemergence of the past

Brandon fights with his failure and his blind quest for revenge

Bridge and Z get closer!

Wellup folks, that is the chapter. I think it was Titanium Power who stated I like to keep you all on your toes. Well, I hope that was suspense enough…I'm sure by now a lot of details are coming together: Brandon, the lieutenant, the silver ranger, Syd's boyfriend, Sky's best friend, and Zhane's son are all the same person. Shocker, I know. I hope you picked up on Bridge's comment on how Brandon couldn't possibly have the power of telekinesis and teleportation, but I hope Brandon's family history gives you a clue why. I am never one to underestimate the intelligence of my readers, so I'm sure many of you picked up on that stuff. Lotsa fun stuff is coming up…hope you stay tuned

Roxie