A/N: Couple of things first.

I should tell you now, there is a mild curse word at the end of the chapter. That will probably be the only one in the whole story too. And please, no comments on the pun aspect of it.

And for the story, Felix knows alot about mental heath as well as physical.

Finally, I might be wring, but I think it was hinted that Syrians had short lifespans and Felines have long ones, right? or is that just something my mind thought of?

Disclaimer: I don't own Power Rangers.

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Chapter Two

"Well, that would more than likely be a side effect of being a hybrid." Felix started as he finished analyzing Syrea. She had been brought to the Medical Bay, restraints had been attached to her wrists and legs, bounding her to the bed. "Syrians mature fast, due to their relatively short life span. On the other hand, Felines mature slowly since they can live well over a thousand years."

Felix looked where Syrea was lying down in a drug induced sleep. "So, on one hand, she is an adult. But she is also a very young child who feels like the world depends on her."

Felix turned back to where Cruger was standing. "To make matters worse, from what I understand, she grew up in the middle of a war. Her mind is most likely very frail, teetering on madness."

XxxxxX

"Syrea!"

The little girl looked up, a huge innocent smile on her face. "Hi Pappa!" She showed him her hands, covered in grease and oil. "Uncle Boom let me take apart one of the older machines!"

The Syrian gave a grimace at the mess. Parts were strewn everywhere and grease and oil were seeped into the carpets of the young girls room. "I see that."

When he looked back to his daughter, Cruger saw that she had gone back to "Taking apart" the machine. In all actuality, it was more like "Destroying" the machine. Wires and parts flew as she used her sharp nails to tear it apart. She was a strong child compared to the human children she trained with, but compared to how strong normal syrian children had been at her age, she was actually very weak.

When she was younger, He and her mother decided not to base her age off her years, but on her maturity and intelligence. So while technically she was ten years old, they, along with the rest of her "Family" saw her as a four or five year old.

The flying parts stopped as the girl stared blankly at the wall. He knew that look, it was the times when she thought to much and was trying to fight her way back from where her mind wondered to. The girl held her head and shook it. "Stop it stop it stop it!"

Her father ran to her and picked her up and held her so she wouldn't hurt herself as she cried.

"STOP IT!"

XxxxX

"STOP IT!"

Syrea shot up from the bed, breaking the bonds and making the people who were trying to poke her with needles fly into the wall. She cried, holding her herself and rocking back and forth. "Please, stop. Go away please."

"Maybe she's closer to the brink than we thought." Cruger whispered as he went to help the technicians hold her down to give her more sedatives. But before they could poke her with the needle she stopped and looked at them.

"I'm fine."

The cold detachment even sent shivers down his own spine. It was the voice of someone who held no attachment to life, someone who could had no other alternatives from insanity than to not care.

Someone who could kill without a second thought.

XxxxxX

"Sir, have you told Kat about our... 'guest'?"

Felix looked up from drawing Syrea's blood to see her trying to hold back her laughs. It amazed him at her sudden mood swings. One minute she would act like a mature adult that her body showed her to be, the next she'd act like a person half her age.

"What's so funny?" He asked in all honesty.

"If Mom is like anything I knew her to be, she's going to tear him apart limb by limb for not telling her sooner. She always hated things being kept from her."

Felix gave his equivalent of a smile. "That sounds alot like our Kat as well."

Everyone in the lab noticed the looks on Cruger's and Z's faces and went back to what they were doing. Syrea, who had nothing to do, became very interested in ceiling.

Z turned back to Cruger. "I'm going to have to agree, Dr. Manx is going to be very upset." She ignored the snicker from Syrea and kept her attention on Cruger.

"I know. That's why I called her and Isinia to come down here."

Syrea looked over to them, confusion written all over her face.

"Whose Isinia?"

XxxxX

What happened in the few moments between the moment Isinia came within view of Syria and now, scared everyone who was there.

The second Syrea saw Isinia she jumped up from the chair she was sitting in and extended her nails to claws and hissed much like most Felines did when in danger. She ran at the startled Female Syrian but was intercepted by Cruger and multiple copies of Z.

"Calm down!" Cruger barked at her as she continued to try and get at Isinia.

"No! That bitch is the Empress!" She snarled, startling everyone in the room.