DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Power Rangers. I do, however, own the character of Mor.

Day 1

I arrived in Africa in the dead of night, landing next to a hut that seemed to be thatched with some sort of grass. As I had expected the time change, I then pulled out a map Zordon had helped me construct marking the friendly and vicious tribes of the region. I concluded that I was in a friendly part of the region and then tucked the map away in my backpack. I know that it is very unlikely that Aisha will be here. The movement of her tribe has probably carried her miles away, but I know that these people are likely to be able to help me, as someone in this village may remember a younger girl that looks like her.

I then sat down on a stump on the outskirts of town and waited for the dawn. For months, I have dreamed of coming on this search, although I knew it would be difficult and dangerous. I've missed her and with any luck, maybe she has missed me too or at least she may know who I am when I finally get to see her. That's really the most that I can hope for right now and even it does not seem to be enough to truly sustain me, but I have to have answers. I have to know if I just need to move onto another person and forget about her, although I think it will be impossible to do that.

I was slowly going crazy in Angel Grove, as I thought about what had been taken away. Although I have never felt any resentment towards Tanya, I have always felt that Zordon knew or at least had an inkling that something like this would happen, but I can't really blame Zordon. We had no powers and that was the only way, yet, if I was not a ranger I might have been more accusatory, but that is the reason I am a ranger, I guess.

"Stranger, show yourself," a gruff voice called out in the darkness as Rocky was shaken out of his thoughts and realized that he might not have been far enough on the outskirts of town to go unnoticed.

"Don't fire. I come in search of a friend, my name is Rocky Desantos. I mean you no harm," Rocky said, as he climbed off his stump and stepped out into the pale moonlight.

"I was told of you. Come we have no time to waste, you must follow me. I am afraid some of the others do not wish to have you here," the man said, waving for Rocky to follow and he quickly did.

"I thought this was a peaceful region," Rocky said as the man held a finger to his lips for silence. He did not want to risk anyone else waking up and finding the two of them. It was bad enough that he had not intercepted him immediately upon his arrival.

"We shall talk when we are in safe quarters," the man said, as the two of them walked quickly and silently through town. They then entered the thatched house that Rocky had landed next to and the man then sealed the door.

"Is it safe now?" Rocky whispered as the man nodded his head yes.

"My name is Mor. I have lived in this very hut for all my life. You are the foreigner of the winds that was predicted to come in the night. I am certain. However, we can not flee at once. I must know your story first," Mor said, as he motioned for Rocky to sit in a chair.

"Well, I am not very sure you will believe it, but I am from America. I am searching for Aisha or whatever the name of the girl is that looks like this," Rocky said as he held up a picture of the two of them together and the man carefully studied his face.

"This is not the whole story. Aisha has been here for all her years. How do you know her? If I am to help you, I must know the entire truth, not just bits and pieces that you think are important," Mor said, as Rocky looked down at the floor and then summoned his zeonizer. Zordon had told him he might have to reveal what he was, but he did not think that it would be on the first night of his journey.

"We were Power Rangers together and we were sent back in time a couple of years back. She stayed behind here to help with the animals and Tanya returned as the yellow ranger. We were dating at the time and I just want to find her, to tell her how I feel," Rocky said, as he wiped his eyes and Mor nodded.

"Finding her tribe should be easy enough, but be warned that her recollection will probably not be the same as yours," Mor said as he stirred the fire. "You shall need to rest during the day, it will not be safe to take you outside then. We will have to go tomorrow night, it will be our only chance for a clean break."

"I'll do whatever is necessary, but Mor, you never explained why this is no longer a peaceful region," Rocky said as Mor gave him a grave look.

"When Aisha's tribe was here, we all were peaceable, but a new tribe came in and those who could not fake submission left, Aisha's family was one. However, I was forced to stay, to wait for you. The foreigner from the west," Mor said, as he ushered Rocky to bed as the streams of light came through the cracks in the walls. "Rest, you shall need it and no matter who comes to the door this day, ignore it. You have to stay hidden, at all costs."

AN: All right, I know it's another short chapter, but that's the best I can do right now. Also, I am going to say now that the time line of ranger activity is way off from the way it is in the series, so don't get your panties in a wad about that, please. I couldn't think of making this fit into the timeline, so this is what you are getting. Toodles!