A/N: Sorry it took so long, I got caught up in some other stories of mine! (looks at her 80 page typed story) Yeah... oops.

Disclaimer: I don't own Power Rangers in any form or way.

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Chapter Three

"You don't believe her, do you Doggie?" Isinia asked as her husband came back from the confinement cells were they placed Syrea after they sedated her.

"... Of course not." Doggie said as he nudged his wife with his snout. The events playing out his mind.

XxxxX

"Don't trust her! She's the Empress!"

Syrea screamed as she banged against the walls of her room, trying to get out. "Kill her! Confine her! Do SOMETHING! Just don't let her wonder her free within S.P.D.!"

"Why should we trust you? You've been here for less than ten hours, and you've proven that your borderline insane, if not completely!"

"Because what reason would I lie! I have nothing to hide from you! She does. Just like Mom said, "The empress is deceitful and plays on others emotions. She manipulates and destroys families from the inside out!"

"Isinia is my WIFE. She is none of those things!" Cruger snarled in defense.

Syrea bared her teeth in response. "Think about it. She was with the Troobian Empire for how long? And yet she was alive and perfectly healthy when she came back. You know Grumm, He does not take prisoners! Why did Sirius fall so quickly? You would think that the a whole race of great warriors could easily beaten what a handful of humans did within a couple of months!"

A sound slapped was heard and everyone was surprised when Cruger slapped Syria hard across the face. Surprisingly she looked back at him with a steely resolve in her eyes. "Mom was right," She hissed with tears in her eyes. "You are a stubborn old dog that won't accept or admit he's wrong. And the Universe will have to pay for your vanity."

XxxxxX

"Doggie?"

Isinia voice broke through his thoughts and he gave her an apology in the form of a Syrian equivalent of a smile. "Sorry."

He gave her a lick on her snout, a Syrian kiss, before stepping back. "I came to tell you that I have to work late tonight."

She nodded. "Alright, but be careful, that prisoner scares me." she said, referring to Syrea.

"She scares all of us." He said as he began to leave. "But she scares me for another reason. She scares me because she has a point."

XxxxxX

"You're angry at me..." She gave a small smile. "Then again, you usually were when I threw a temper tantrum."

Syrea was surprised when her locket slid across the table she sat at. She grabbed it with her cuff hands and looked up at Cruger. " I told you I'd give you back your stuff when you answered my questions. I won't give the morpher or the... sword. But I don't see the harm in that."

She smiled and hugged the locket to her, like one would their most treasured possession. She looked up and asked innocently. "Do you want to see what's inside?"

He nodded and she smiled before opening it.

The locket, instead of holding a two pictures in it's frame, it projected a hologram of a younger looking Syrea standing between him and Kat.

"It was taken when I was ten. That was probably when everything went down hill. Slowly and quietly the Troobians invaded the galaxy, unlike before when the openly declared war. It wasn't until they took out the Main SPD head quarters did anyone know what was happening, or who was behind it.

But when they took out Headquarters, Both the Emperor and Empress made an announcement over the communications, telling everyone of their presence.

That's when my Pappa and Mom became Power rangers. Pappa became the shadow ranger once more and mom The Kat ranger." She stopped to wipe away the tears that were falling down her face and into the blue scales on her cheek. "They took out half of the Troobian empire, but were struck down by the Grumm and the Empress."

She closed her eyes, tears streaking down her face at an alarming rate. "They... They said not to follow, and to stay in S.P.D., but I didn't listen... I saw them, I saw them die... And I keep wondering, could I have done some thing? Could I have somehow prevented their deaths? Pappa said I was name after the Syrian goddess of Miracles, but I don't see why! Nothing about me is miraculous! Compared to Syrian, I'm weak. Compare to Felines, I'm stupid. I'm worthless!"

She looked up at him. "You see, so that's why I came back here. So I can change all of it and then I won't be worthless anymore. I won't be the freak hybrid that acts half her age."