Review Response Just The Beginning:

Jenny: Has Subconscious finally killed Demon yet? Or is he too busy making that blue scrolly bar shrink?

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Juzblue: Happy ending… Sad beginning.

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Necroblade: Who invented school anyway? They should build a time machine and kill that person.

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Summary: The rangers are slowly learning the extents of their powers while the battle rages on.

As The Battle Rages

Prologue

Rain had been pouring down heavily from the dark skies for days now. Packed in a raincoat with the hood tightly fastened around her head and a pair of boots on her feet, five year old Ciana was running out in front of her big sister, jumping in every puddle she ran into, her childish innocence evident in her little giggles.

"Slow down, Ciana." Her sister scowled, but she didn't listen, continuing to get herself drenched to the bone.

When she reached a big black iron gate, she stopped and stood, waiting for Aurora to catch up. With ever step her big sister took her shoulders slumped lower and her face turned grimmer. Ciana was used to this by now and did not get alarmed.

On this day of all days Aurora simply didn't care anymore and she would always come here, mostly taking Ciana with her, for the little girl seemed to bring her some comfort. On this day of all days… it was the anniversary of Mack's death, the fifth already and she still missed him with all her heart, all her heart wishing and wondering.

Thunder rolled in the distance and Ciana giggled again. She stretched her arms out to the clouds and suddenly a fork of lightning flashed over their heads.

"Ciana!" Aurora scowled again, her face a little worried now.

The young girl didn't look the least intimidated and raised her hands to the sky again. This time multiple forks of lightning appeared in the sky at once. Aurora finally reached her sister and ceased her hand.

"Stop it, Ciana. The weather is not a toy!" Aurora told the girl, obviously at the end of her temper.

Ciana pouted, but did as she was told. Aurora pushed open the heavy iron gates and went in, still holding Ciana's hand. The deep ever-present sorrow of her new surrounding got to her immediately and all playfulness quickly ebbed away like water in the cup of your hands.

The dark shadows of the gravestones send chills up and down her small spine and she grabbed onto Aurora's hand more tightly, shrinking closer to her sister's side. All too soon they left the main path and made their way through the field of gravestones to a particular gloomy one.

There Aurora fell to her knees in the mud as she dropped a single red rose at the headstone, sobs starting to rack through her body and she buried her face in her hands. Ciana stood beside her, never moving a muscle. All her sister's grief and sadness washing over her and tears started to shine in her eyes because of it.

She looked at the writing on the polished marble, it still made no sense to her, but she knew what it said. It told everyone whom passed here lay her sister's deceased boyfriend, killed by a drunk driver, but she knew better and Aurora did too.

No drunk driver had been behind the wheel, but an enemy of the rangers trying to take Aurora's life, but Aurora had survived because of Mack's quick reaction. Unfortunately he had paid the highest price of being a split second to late and now Aurora felt it was her fault… only her fault and always her fault it would be…

Ciana's eyes widened as a dark figure appeared holding a scythe. He pointed a white bony finger to Aurora and Ciana screamed.

Suddenly she was being shaken and she only screamed harder.

"Gwyn!" A voice insisted. "Wake up, Gwyn, it's only a dream!"

Gwyn shot upright on her cot and looked into the alarmed eyes of Aurora. A much younger Aurora than she had left behind in her dream. Slowly her dream faded and the real world returned to her.

"Just a dream." She breathed to herself. "It was just a dream."

But even so, she couldn't stop shaking and didn't truly relax until Aurora's arms wrapped around her.

"It's alright." Aurora soothed, rubbing small circles on her back. "How about we get dressed and go do some Christmas shopping?"

A laugh escaped Ciana's lips and she nodded eagerly, happy to just forget about her dream. After all, it meant nothing. Mack hadn't died because of Aurora, Aurora wasn't fighting her powers and very soon she'd be celebrating her first truly happy Christmas with her family, but first… Christmas presents shopping!

A/N: Hope you liked it. Please review.

This story will slowly be updated, but I swear it will be, even though you sometimes need to wait some time for the next chapter.