Chapter Three

Ryan Mitchell sat in the recreation room of the Aquabase. During off-hours, personnel were free to whatever they pleased. The room offered a range of athletic activities that a serviceman or woman could engage him or herself or fellow crewmates. For those interested in more scholarly pursuits, the rec. room boasted a rather extensive library. Some of the greatest literary works to have graced human history were stored on electronic database. In front of the Titanium Ranger was a section of a holy book known as the Christian Bible. What amazed him was a religious doctrine known as the Crucifixion. How can it be that the blood of one man, or god-man, could redeem humanity for all time?

As a young man redemption was difficult for him to grasp. Ryan's life had been a challenge ever since an eventful night. Captain Mitchell, Ryan's father, and Dana, his sister, were hanging over a mountain road's ledge. Captain Mitchell struggled to hold onto the side railing while he held onto Dana. Ryan struggled to hold his father's leg. Dear God knew the length the captain would have gone through to rescue Ryan as he began losing his grip. That length ultimately was turning over the young boy over to Diabolico. The demon promised the military man that he would see his son again

on his twentieth birthday. No one could have conceived of the hate (driven into his mind by Diabolico and company) that drove Ryan to steal the advanced Titanium Morpher. With its powers, he nearly came close to leveling the Lightspeed Rangers including Mariner Bay. What perhaps stopped the lad was his humanity, or whatever remained of it.

Even though he turned a new coin and joined the light side, Ryan still had to deal with a lot of issues. He remembered the screams of innocents as he fanatically attacked the city. He remembered the pleas of his sister, Dana, as he so badly wanted to destroy the Ranger team that he himself was now apart of. What really amazed is that in the end his father never gave up on him and to a certain extent his sister still wanted to be close to him; even though he harmed her.

But why was he feeling like this? Ryan knew that he had to move on. He knew that those around were accepting him. Or were they?