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CHAPTER FIVE: GOING BACKWARDS.

"You guys know this thing?" Z asked as SPD pointed their blasters at Zeltrax. "Unfortunetly." Dave grumbled, sheathing his sword. Ian looked at him, then formed a lovely orb of fire. Without so much as a warning, he blasted Zeltrax into oblivion. "What the fuck did you do that for?" Derak yelled at him. Ian merely pointed at the remains. Robot parts. "Jack, take this back to HQ. We have a vortex to catch." Derak said as he nudged some of the debris with his foot. "Who are you to tell us what to do?" Bridge asked. Derak looked at him with distaste. "Ask not who I am, but rather ask yourself who YOU will be in the future, green ranger." He said as he turned to leave. "Dave, Ian, let's go." With that, they all teleported, old school style. The SPD rangers looked on.

As they flew through the void of the wormhole, they all began to think about what had led them to this moment in their lives. It had all started years ago, when they had found the Dreagon Gems for the first time, during the first team of power ranger's tour of duty. Back then Dave had been extremely egotistical, and selfish. All that changed when his sister went to the world peace summit. He had slowly began to change. Back then, Ian had always been the first to fly off the handle, and the last to calm down. Funny. Now he had more patience that a saint. And Derak. He had been the most Morbid little freak they had known, constantly talking of death, and blaming everything on bad luck. Then there was Anthony. He had always been showing off, having one night stnads left and right, being a total heart breaker. And Justin. Well, he was pretty much the same as he was back then, except he had insane standards and got bummed out if he wasn't the best at anything.

Down in Reefside, the place where they had to find what changed, and fix it. At Hayley's Cyberspace, the dino thunder rangers all sat around a table, talking about old times. "Remember when Kylie came to town?" Ethan asked with a laugh, remembering her panic attack about the age thing. Kira nodded. She had been having these wierd dreams lately, all involving her dying at the hands of some masked freak. It was really starting to scare her. Her therapist said it was just a phase or something. The conversation was interuppted by a massive crash of thunder, as it began to storm like it was judgement day. "That was creepy." Conner said as the lights came back on. The door blew open, and in walked a guy dressed like Neo from the Matrix, right down to the sunglasses, except having red hair that seemed to defy gravity, despite being completely soaked. He glanced around, and his eyes fell on Kira. He took off his sunglasses, revealing the greenest eyes any of them had ever seen.

"That guy is creepy." Ethan remarked with a shiver, while everyone yelled at him to close the door. He obliged, removing his over coat, revealing that he was really wearing a black karate gi, with the sleeves torn off at the shoulders, with a dragon on the back. For some reason, Kira could not stop staring. "Hey, are you Kira Ford?" he said as he sat down at an empty table next to theirs. "Yeah. Who are you?" she asked, taking in his appearance. Internally, Dave was shocked. They didn't remember him? Something else must've changed as well. How far back were they gonna hafta go? "Oh me? I'm from a potential record label." Dave said, making sure that his shock was well hidden. "Really?" she said, slightly suprised. "And I guarantee that you don't have to change your appearance." he added. Handing her a card, he stood and donned his jacket. "Call when you're ready, there's no rush." he said as he left. Kira looked at her friends, then at the number. There was something familiar about him, she just couldn't place her finger on it...

As Dave walked away from the cyber cafe, he sighed. So they didn't remember them? It had only been three years since the last time they had talked, given the fact that they had only known each other for about three days. There was a slight noise somewhere behind him, but he ignored it. If it was serious, his dragonic senses would've picked it up. The noise behind him continued, and was beginning to sound suspicously like foot steps. Dave's pace quickened, and so did the ones behind him. He stopped, and spun around. There was nothing there. Shrugging, he hit the button on his watch, and teleported to their currnet base of operations. As the stream of energy shot across the skies, Trent emerged from the wall, revealing that it had been him Dave had heard, using his power of camoflouge. He looked scared beyond normal bounds. No, by the look on his face, he was somehwere between bed wetting and a near death experience.

Trent walked back into the cyberspace and sat down, white as his spandex suit. "Well?" Ethan asked. "He-he just vanished." Trent stammered out while Hayley went to get him a smoothie. "What?" Dr. Oliver said, getting the feeling he knew where this was going. "He vanished into some stream of black light." Trent clarified. Dr. Oliver stiffened. This was not good. The last time he had seen something like what Trent had described, he had still been the red turbo ranger. "I have to go check something, guys. I'll see you later." he said as he left, braving the insane storm that still raged.

Back at the htoel they were staying, Derak sat hacking something. "I thought as much.." he said to himself, reading an article on the dino thunder ranger's defeat of Mesogog. As he had expected, there was no mention of the dragon rangers anywhere in the power ranger's lengthy history. The door banged open, and in walked Dave, looking pissed as hell. "Why didn't you tell me she wouldn't remember me?" he seethed as he flung his coat across the room. "Because I knew what you felt for her. After you got yer hand glued to hers, you been tryin to ask her out, until you set her an Conner up." Derak shot back, not in the mood for this. Ian emerged from the bathroom, shirtless, thankful that they were on the top floor and no girls could see him. "Look, we don't have time for this. We have to find what changed. Dave what was the date on the calender with her initials?" he asked/said. "The ninth. A couple days away." he grumbled, taking off his combat boots. "Dave, did anyone follow you?" Derak asked, his senses picking up a slight noise outside, which he barely heard over the storm. "Nah. I don't think so-" Dave stopped in mid sentance and fired a stream of lightning at the wall. The wall became transparent, to the extent they could see what was on the other side. There, beside the door, was what was an unmistakably human shape.

On the outside, Dr. Oliver stood like a statue, thankful their dino gem's powers had regenerated. He failed to notice that there was something standing behind him, until a hand fell on his shoulder. "Ya know, bein invisible in the rain ain't such a good idea." a voice said as he felt a sharp object pressed into his back. Dr. Oliver was shoved into the room, where he saw two people sitting there, one being the one Trent had seen teleport, the other being a person with blood red eyes, which seemed to glow slightly. "Sit." whoever was behind said, shoving him into a chair. He finaly got a good lok at his assailant: a teenager, dressed like Raiden from Mortal Kombat, hat thankfully exempted. "So the famous Dr. Thomas Oliver decides to grace us with his presence. I'm honored." the one with red eyes said sarcastically. The one that had been at the cafe laughed. "Who are you people, and what do you want?" Tommy asked, slightly worried. "You wouldn't belive us if we told you." his captor said with a snort. "Let him go, he hasn't seen anything that can hurt us." the one with red eyes, obviously the leader, said carelessly. The last thing Tommy remembered was something hitting the back of his skull, and the floor rishing up to meet him.

Tommy woke up some time later with a splitting headache. The last thing he recalled was those three talking about something. Gods, they were paranoid. He looked around just to see where he was, and was shocked to discover he was in his own bedroom.There was a note sitting there on his nightstand. He opened and began to read. His eyes widened with shock, all previous thoughts abandoned. Jumping up, he ran to the command center, and started typing at his computer.

Kira sat in her room, staring at a drawing of her slumping over her desk, trying not to fall asleep. Who had drawn it was the question. sitting next to it was a note, and a number. She called it once, but apparently it didn't exist. She was still struggling to get a record deal, but so far no one had been interested, save the cat commercials on the radio. Her phone rang, shattering the silence that now graced her room constantly. Picking it up, she heard a voice she had heard before, but at the same time, hadn't. It was Dave. "Can I meet you guys and discuss an audition?" she asked. "Sure. When?" she looked at her date book. "The only day I can manage is the nineth." she said. For some reason he sounded shaken up. "Okay." he gave her the address and hung up.

Dave held his head. What was going on here? Something happened on the nineth, but what was it? Whatever it was. it ensured that Kira didn't exist in the SPD era.His brow furrowed as he thought about what had happened. Okay, she had left that morning to do something, and was never heard from again. His cell phone went off as he thought. He absent mindedly answered it.

D: hello?

: I want you to stop.

D: who the hell is this, and what do you want me to stop?

?" If you don't stop, I'll make sure that she doesn't exist at all, you bloody Irish piece of trash."

Dave stared at the phone with rage as the caller hung up. First, he tells him to stop, then he calls him a-hold on. Dave froze, then fell back onto his bed, shaking with silent sobs. He knew who was doing this. Someone who he had looked up to all his life, was now trying to play God. It was his father.

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