"Thank you for the update, Lt. Commander Corbett. We will have our eyes on the lookout for him," announced Commander Cruger into the visual communication screen. Lt. Commander Mike Corbett of the SPD base on Mirinoi had just contacted him with urgent news about a recent threat.

"Be careful sir, this Mirloc, he's a sly one. He can slip away through any thing that provides some type of reflection. He came very close to taking my team out. He should be considered extremely dangerous," announced Mike wanting to make it clear that Mirloc isn't one that should be underestimated.

"I'll make sure to pass that along to Commander Myers and his team," replied Cruger firmly understanding the urgency of the situation. "Is there anything else to report?"

"No sir, that is all."

"Good. We'll be in touch. Cruger out." Cruger ended the connection. He walked up to the intercom. "Commander Myers, please report to the command center, immediately."

They had been traveling through space for a little more then four months now, not getting anywhere. No one seemed to know what had happened to the child that Gruumm had instructed to be kidnapped, or they knew and were too afraid. Afraid of what might happen to them if they revealed where she was and what had happened to her.

The days seemed endless now, repeating the same tasks day after day, getting no closer than when they began the search. Zhane sighed heavily; no matter what he did, it wasn't enough. He had once been the most feared ranger in the universe and now even that wasn't enough. Even Karone…. She had been slowly drifting away from him. They didn't talk much. He couldn't even remember the last time he had held her, pressed his lips against hers. It was as if they had become strangers to each other.

KO-35 had been in contact with them since they began on the search, but now they were urging for them to return. That too much time had passed, that it was hopeless. That whoever took her had made sure that no one would ever be able to find her. Karone's parents had even contacted them, pleading for her to return, afraid that the same fate that found their son might find her. They had already lost a son, a daughter-in-law and a grandchild. They couldn't bear to lose their only daughter, for a second time. It would be too much of a loss.

Many nights Zhane lay awake, asking himself the same question. Maybe it would be better just to go home and move on. But then wouldn't that mean giving up and accepting that Mora really was gone? Andros was like a brother to him, he was his best friend in the whole universe, he'd do anything for him. But where do you draw the line; when is enough, enough?

The communication monitor made a beeping noise. Zhane rubbed his eyes and switched it on. King Kinwon appeared on the screen.

"Please come home, Zhane, you've done all you can."

"Have I?" Had he done everything he could? He didn't know anymore. He wasn't sure of anything anymore. Everything he thought he knew didn't seem to matter anymore. Nothing mattered.

"We'll turn around right now, King Kinwon," answered Karone softly, as she walked up behind Zhane.

"Good. We'll be waiting for your return."

When the connection ended, Zhane turned around to face her. "Are you sure about this?" He keep going to the ends of the universe for her if that's what she wanted. He would keep searching for the rest of his life if that's what it took. He knew what going home meant and he wanted, he needed to be sure she wanted this too. That she was ready to let go.

She smiled faintly. "It's been four months. I don't like giving up, but…."

"Yeah," Zhane sighed. "I'll set the coordinates for home." He turned around and began pushing the buttons to set a course towards home. He felt as Karone gently placed her hands on his shoulders, equally feeling the guilt of giving up, letting go of the hope of ever finding her again. And feeling they had both let Andros and Ashley down. Andros had never given up hope of finding Karone, never once did he give up even when the odds were against him.

Perhaps someday, they would find her, but for now they needed to go on with their lives, and repair their broken relationship.

"Where am I?" She looked around; she was surrounded by darkness, a cold eerie feeling. Nothing looked familiar; in fact she couldn't even remember where she had been. She tried to remember, but only echoes of memories came to her, quick flashes of faces, places, she couldn't place. Who were these faces? These places? What did they mean?

She looked down at the darkened ground and found a doll, with one eye, staring right at her. She picked it up and stared at it for a long moment. "Who are you?" she asked, as quick flashes of memories came to her, someone giving her a doll, two people smiling at her with kind eyes. And then… "Mommy….Daddy." The faces became clearer; they were her parents. "Mommy! Daddy! Where are you?" She looked around, but they weren't there. She couldn't see anything beyond the darkness. "Mommy! Daddy!" she cried again.

"They are gone, child," echoed a voice.

"Who's there? Show yourself!" She turned around and saw dark gleaming red eyes staring right at her. "Who are you? Where's Mommy and Daddy?"

"Gone," the red eyed being announced. "The humans killed your parents."

"Humans?"

"Yes. Humans hunted and murdered your parents, they are responsible."

"No," she cried shaking her head not wanting to believe someone could be so cruel to take her parents from her. "I want to hurt these humans. I hate them!"

"Good," he hissed happily. "All in good time, but first..." Suddenly an image emerged in the darkness, of a ship flying through space. "I need you to destroy that ship, they are just a few of the humans responsible for your parents' deaths, and in return I will give you what was taken from you, your childhood."

"My childhood?" Suddenly the darkness became a little lighter and she was able to see her hands, they were bigger. Then a mirror appeared and she looked at herself in the mirror. She was not a child, but an adult. "Those monsters, look what they have done!" She turned to the red eyed being. "Show me what I have to do."

"Certainly. All you have to do is push this button." He pointed to the button, grinning. "Push it and they will be gone, punished for the crimes they committed against your parents." It was almost too easy, like taking candy from a baby.

"Yes. They will pay!" she snarled and in moments, her anger turned to fury and the innocence that once lived in her was gone completely. She pushed the button and watched as a beam of light hit the ship. She heard the creature with the red eyes laughing darkly and soon she found herself laughing with him.

The ship rocked and knocked them around to the floor. The lights were blinking and the sirens were going off. "Zhane, what's going on? What hit us?" exclaimed Karone. It seemed to have come out of nowhere.

"I don't know." He tried to push himself up, but every time was knocked down as the rocking of the ship threw him to the ground. Then an image then appeared on the screen. Zhane's eyes lit up in fear; it was Gruumm. The being responsible for the destruction of Sirius, for the deaths of Andros and the others. The one who had taken Mora. "Gruumm!" he snarled. "You won't get away with this!"

"Foolish humans. Prepare for your demise," said another voice, female; she then moved in front of Gruumm. "It is time you paid for your crimes against my parents!"

"Who are you?" But even as Zhane said it looking into the girls eyes, he already knew. The woman who was staring at him so coldly full of vengeance was his niece, but she was no longer the little innocent baby she had been, they had changed her, twisted her thoughts into thinking that they had been the ones who killed her parents. He had to get through to her, he needed her to see the truth. "Mora, don't believe the lies he's told you. I'm your…" The ship rocked again and knocked Zhane around causing him to hit his head hard against the ships walls.

Karone quickly went to his side, he was barely conscious as he looked into her eyes and told her he loved her, tears streamed down her cheeks, as she watched the man she loved drift away. She looked up at the screen to meet the eyes of Mora. The fate that had once been her own found her niece, her brothers daughter. History had repeated itself, but this time was so much worse.

"I am no longer Mora, I am Morgana," she exclaimed "Goodbye, humans."

"NO!" yelled Karone. And then nothing…..

Morgana watched as the ship exploded. She was quite pleased with the destruction. She turned around and faced Gruumm. "Where are more of these humans? They all must pay!"

"In good time, my child, they will all pay," announced Gruumm happily.

"Good. I surely like this. They will not get away with this. Now will you turn me back into Mora?"

"In time, my dear child, but first there are things we must do to prepare, and then yes, you will be Mora once again."

"Oh, goody!"

Kinwon's face fell as he began to tell Cruger what had happened. "How long ago?" asked Cruger feeling his heart sink as it had when he first awake on Siruis to see the devastation of his home world.

"Over an hour ago. This incoming message was all we could pick up from the ship's last whereabouts, and then nothing." The screen then switched from Kinwon to the communication between Gruumm and Morgana with Zhane and Karone, moments before they destroyed the ship. Once the message was finished Kinwon appeared back on the screen. "Our sensors tell us that the ship had been destroyed. There's nothing left of it." There was no chance either survived.

"Do Karone's parents know?"

Kinwon felt like a knife had stabbed him in the heart. "I didn't have the heart to tell them that the same fate that once found their daughter has now found their grandchild." It would be too much for them to bear, they now have lost both their children. How could he tell them that their own granddaughter was in the hands of a monster and she had been the one who killed their only daughter?

Cruger sighed heavily, understanding. "Do we know why Gruumm wanted her in the first place?" There had to be a reason. Why Mora, out of thousands of other children in the universe, why her?

"It is believed that somehow, with the difference of her parents being from different planets, that somehow her DNA changed and somehow she has the ability to create monsters, just from drawing them from her mind. Our scientists are still going over the lab reports, from the tests that were done after she was born…" If only they had learned sooner, maybe they could have done something, taken extra procautions.

"I see." As if things weren't already bad. It seemed they had taken a turn for the worse. Gruumm and his followers had twisted and turned everything about Mora's life for their own use. They now had the perfect weapon at their very fingertips. And Mora was too childlike to even realize it. "We'll be in touch. Cruger out."

A few moments passed with him just standing there, staring at the blank screen. The loss of his people, the rangers, his planet, had been bad enough, but now there had been another loss, maybe even a greater loss: a child. A child, who should be in the loving arms of her parents, where she would have grown up in love; but who was now is growing up in darkness, not knowing that the very ones who were taking care of her were her enemies.

"Damn." Wes slammed his locker shut. Just moments before Eric had finished telling him that both Zhane and Karone had been killed while on their return to KO-35. Nothing was left of them. "And to think, we thought Ransik was bad."

"Yeah. Cruger says he's as bad as it gets."

"Man." Wes sighed. It had been bad losing Andros and the others, but now Zhane and Karone. He didn't even want to imagine what Karone's parents were going through; their whole life as they knew it would be over. "Anything about Mora?"

Eric shook his head. "No. Nothing. As far as Cruger knows, she's probably dead too."

"We can only hope," answered Wes sadly. "Because otherwise, she's with them and I don't even want to think about what they would do with her."

'Yeah,' Eric responded silently. He knew what Wes was thinking, maybe it was because they were both fathers now and they worried more about their enemies coming after their children. "I know." But maybe even more so Wes; Sky after all was different from other kids. He had the ability to create a shields that would allow himself to protect himself and other from oncoming attacks. Who wouldn't want that kind of power?

Eric grabbed his bag from his locker and shut it. He had only been back on the job for a few days now, working back and forth between Newtech City and Silver Hills. Mr. Collins had convinced Cruger to let him have a week off, so he could be home for Hayley and Megan. It had been great being able to stay home with his daughter and wife, but he was happy to be back at work. "So when do you go to Sky's class?"

"Monday, so I have, not counting today, four days to prepare."

"They're seven, Wes, just morph and show off some of your moves. Kids love that stuff."

"And I suppose when Megan's seven, you'll go into her class and do the same." Eric didn't respond, just grinned. "So you going to have any more?"

"Wes, she's not even a month old. Not to mention the fact that Hayley said I would have to have the next one."

Wes slung his arm around Eric's neck. "Sounds painful, but I'm sure Dr. Manx could figure something out. Now that would be a sight to see."

"Cut the crap, Wes." Eric shoved Wes away from him, not even sure why he put up with Wes' childish behavior.

Wes laughed. "Come on, you gotta admit it would be pretty funny."

"Yeah sure. You try it, and then we'll see." Eric just shook his head.

"Okay, it's a bet then." Wes followed Eric out of the locker room and headed towards the parking lot.

"You know, I'm beginning to think your son is more grown up than you."

"And you say that like it's a bad thing."

He glared at Wes. "Hmm, a soon to be seven-year-old and an almost thrity-year-old. Let's see."

Wes smiled. "Point taken. But seriously, someday wouldn't you want another one?"

"Someday." He grinned. "Got to try for that boy."

"Yeah. Just what the world needs, another Eric Myers."

"Okay, enough about me; what about you, aren't you and Lisa trying for one?"

"Yeah, we're trying. I'm kind of hoping for a girl, we both are actually." Wes paused for a moment and then looked down at the ground. "We've even come up with a name..."

Wes didn't even have to say the name for Eric to know. He knew well enough by the way Wes was acting just what the name was, and although in some ways it seemed odd and strange, in a lot of other ways the name did make sense. "I'm sure she would like that."

Wes smiled. "Yeah." He turned to Eric, acting as if he was going to ask him something but then he found himself in front of his truck. "Well, I should be heading home, see yah tomorrow."

"Right. Tell everyone I said hi."

"I'll do that." Wes waved and got into his truck and drove off. Eric watched Wes pull out and then headed to his own truck and drove on home to his family.