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A/N: This fic takes place with the assumption that power rangers are and always were real, though the secret identities of the rangers have remained secret over the years. You may see cameos from other rangers, but this will deal primarily with original characters. It is set some time after Dino Thunder, but before SPD.

Thank you to everyone who has made this fic a bigger success than I ever thought it would be. I will continue to write it as long as there are so many of you who will continue to support it. Gaby appears courtesy of Cmar, my #1 fan. Thanks Cammy!

Saturday March 5th, 2005 8:59pm ... Reefside, California

The entire fortress was collapsing in on itself. Belial had picked up Demorielle's body, hoping to get her to safety, but there was no place on the island that could be considered out of harm's way. Chunks of the building were falling from the sky, shattering when they hit the ground. The dark fortress was all but destroyed, but Belial continued on, not looking back at all. His only concern was avoiding being hit by falling debris and keeping Demorielle safe.

He was sure that once he we far enough away, he would be able to use the Dragon Dagger to save her, but in order to try, the ritual had to go uninterrupted. The sky itself was dark; mostly because Thoron himself was back, and the mere size of him alone was enough to block out the sun's light.

"Do not worry Demorielle, you will be restored," he sighed.

Belial glanced back, amazed there was nothing but a file of debris where the dark fortress once was. For longer than he could remember, he had been trapped in the void between worlds, waiting for the day he would be released and return to the dark fortress, but now, it was gone. Thoron himself was an impressive site, taller than any other being he'd ever seen before. His entire body was made of solid rock, and red hot lava seemed to be coursing through his veins. Though the return of the ultimate demon should have been a joyous occasion for him, it was bitter sweet. All demons were aware of the prophecy; how only the "liquid key" would release Thoron from his prison, but no one was sure of the particulars of his return. Had he known that in order to bring back the master would cost him the life of Demorielle, he would have gladly remained in the void.

"B-Be-Belial," Demorielle called out.

"Conserve your strength my Queen," he told her.

"W-What happened?"

"You were injured. Thoron is free, but I will restore you," he assured her, placing the Dragon Dagger over her wound and preparing to use the ritual. "Nullus vestrum can lego is , quod vos don't vere have ut , quoad is vultus amo we're sententia quispiam callidus quod lepidus in alius lingua. Nullus vestrum can lego is , quod vos don't vere have ut , quoad is vultus amo we're sententia quispiam callidus quod lepidus in alius lingua! Arise!"

But nothing happened…

"Nullus vestrum can lego is , quod vos don't vere have ut , quoad is vultus amo we're sententia quispiam callidus quod lepidus in alius lingua. Nullus vestrum can lego is , quod vos don't vere have ut , quoad is vultus amo we're sententia quispiam callidus quod lepidus in alius lingua! Arise!" he repeated, but nothing again.

"I don't understand, why isn't this working," he sighed.

Just then, the dagger began to glow, shaking slightly. There was a flash of light, enough to temporally blind both of them. When the light died down, Belial glanced down, amazed to see that Demorielle's wounds had been healed… but she looked different. At first glance, her wings were gone, and there was a majestic look on her face.

"I-I…"

"My Queen, you are…."

"Alive!" he said.

"I remember. I remember it all. We did such horrible things," she cried, sitting up slightly.

"It was in service to our master, but the prophecy has betrayed us. I never would have supported the master had I known his true intentions," he told her.

She smiled. "You have been my trusted companion through all of this, and now, I have a gift for you as well," she said. She picked up the Dragon Dagger, holding it tightly. The dagger began to glow, then lifted out of her hand, hovering in front of her. It started to spin, stopping with the tip's end pointed directly at Belial, and a beam of energy shot out of it, connecting with Belial's chest. Belial himself began to glow, lifting off the ground as well. The light began to encompass Demorielle as well as she started something to herself. Soon, it was as though Belial began to separate. "Quod iam , vigilo mihi traho a lepus ex foramen in meus gallo," she chanted.

Both the dagger and Belial fell to the ground, but next to him was someone else.

"What have you done?" Belial groaned, still unsure of what was happening.

"As Demorielle, I betrayed you. I possessed you with the soul of my fallen friend, but now, you have restored me to myself, and I have done to same for you," she told him.

"What do you mean?"

"Think for a moment, what is your name?"

"My name is Be…" he paused, as suddenly memories began rushing into his mind. Images of a child… a woman, a battle of some kind… then darkness. There was nothing. "Anthony," he sighed.

She nodded. "You are not a demon, you never were. Nor was I. We were manipulated; our bodies and minds were violated by evil. But now, we have to chance to make amends for what we've done," she said.

"What about him?" he asked, staring down at Belial's body next to him.

"His essence, whats left of it, has been trapped within the dagger. He is evil and will refuse to help us, so I contained him. You, however, can use his armor to good use. We can assist the rangers in defeating Thoron," she said.

"The rangers? I…" he paused, reaching behind him, finding a morpher. "I was a…"

She nodded. "Yes, you were. You were sent to stop me, but I…" she paused. "I can't apologize enough for what I did to you," she sighed.

"It wasn't you. You were being influenced. Now, we have a chance to make things right," he began to remove Belial's armor. "How do we stop Thoron?" he asked her.

"We need the fourth eye," she said.

"Fourth? There are four of them?"

"Yes. Three were needed to release Demorielle, her blood was needed to free Thoron. The fourth eye can combine the dagger with the other three eyes to reopen a stable vortex back to the demon dimension. But there is a catch," she said.

"There always is."

"The vortex will have to be closed from the other side, and it will require a substantial amount of power do to. Which means…"

"Someone will have to go with him through the vortex," he sighed.

"No," she shook her head. "Four of them will," she told him.

"I'm picking up an unusual energy signature," Ethan said, staring at the screen in the Aqua Base.

Both Ms. Fairweather and Cam rushed over to his station, looking over the readings themselves.

"Its off the charts, a massive amount of mystic energy is building up. There seems to be a huge amount of…" he paused. "Wait, whats that?" he asked, pointing at the screen.

"What?"

"That," he repeated, showing them a small light flashing on the screen.

"It looks like the energy signature from a morpher," Ms. Fairweather said.

"The rangers aren't able to morph while we work on the zords. This signature is a different one," Ethan pointed out.

"Whoever it is, its weak. Its almost as if its lost all its power, but its slowly recharging," Cam mentioned.

"Is that possible?"

"In the first versions of the morphers, we implanted…" she paused. "Oh my God, do you think its one of the rangers we sent in last time?" she asked.

"I thought they were all destroyed."

"No, we lost contact with them, the same way we lost contact with Liz when she was there. If they stayed underground where our censors couldn't track them, they could have hidden all this time without us knowing about it," she said.

"Is there anything we can do to help them?"

"I still need time to finish the last of the configurations on the zords. Thoron's energy level is low, but its slowly rising. There isn't much I can do for them," Cam told them.

"What if we rerouted energy directly from the morphin grid to that morpher?" Ethan asked.

"You can do that?"

"It'll take a minute to work out the calculations for it, but yeah."

"We don't even know who has that morpher. If Belial or Demorielle have it, we could giving them even more power to use against the rangers. I say we hold off," Ms. Fairweather said.

"Agreed, especially since we don't know what this buildup of mystic energy is," Cam added.

Ethan sighed. "Thoron will be fully regenerated any second now. Whatever we're going to do, we need to do it now," Ethan said.

Demorielle and Anthony had been hiking for what seemed like days, until finally they came to a clearing where the rangers were standing, celebrating their victory.

"There they are," Demorielle sighed. "They won't accept our help."

"They have to, or this world and every other is doomed," he said.

"I hope they listen to reason."

"As do I," he glanced over at them. "Rangers!" they heard a voice say. The rangers turned around, shocked as Belial and Demorielle approached them. "This isn't over," Belial called out with the Dragon Dagger in hand.

"Damn, I sure wish I'd set the TIVO before I left. It's going to be a long night," Jake sighed.

"This day is just going from bad to worse," Rick said, standing ready.

"Wait, we are not here to fight you," Demorielle said.

"Oh sure, I bet you tell that to all your arch enemies!" Jen said as she used powers, forming a giant energy ball in her hand.

"Wait a second," it was Patrick who took a closer look, taking a step forward. "Where are her wings? Her tails?" he asked.

"I was under demonic possession, I no longer have those things. My name is Myriah, I am an Enchantress from the planet Rashon in the Vika galaxy," she introduced.

"We've seen these bastards mind fuck us before. How do we know this isn't a trick?" Jen asked.

It was Anthony who took a step forward, removing his helmet. "Because I am your father," he sighed.

At that moment, it was if the entire world stopped, and Jen was the only one there. She stared endlessly, trying to get a good look at him. He was considerably older than the last time she'd seen him, and his facial hair covered his entire face. His hair was longer, but other than minor differences, he looked exactly the way she remembered him. She recalled the day he left, and her mother gave she and her brother a flimsy excuse as to why he as gone. 'If what my mother said while she was possessed is true, then…' she thoughts stopped right there. Part of her was unwilling to accept it. 'The last time I trusted one of these fuckers, it left my mother for dead,' she reminded herself. But, there was something in his eyes; something in his demeanor, she wanted to believe him.

Just then, the ground began to shake. The ice that sealed the crack in the ground was melting, and there was a rumbling sound beneath their feet.

"Looks like lava boy is ready for round two," Liz said.

Jen, who had never taken her eyes off her father, stared at him. "I have so many questions," she said.

He nodded. "I know, perhaps there will be time after this is over," he said.

"You guys ready for this?" Rick asked.

"Why do you always ask? I mean, its gonna happen if we're ready or not. Like, if I say no, Thoron will wait until I am," Jake brought up.

Before anyone could respond, the ground opened up even further, and Thoron began to rise up. Once again, he blocked out the sun, and with the debris and dust in the air, it was difficult for them to see anything.

"Okay guys, just like last time," Liz said.

Jen took her eyes away from her father, forming an energy ball in hand, then threw it directly at Thoron, hitting him in the chest. Patrick followed up with a series of lightning bolts to the chest, while Jake and Elaine combined their powers, throwing shards of ice at him…

… but no effect.

The dust began to settle, and Thoron hadn't moved at all.

"What the hell?" Patrick asked.

"Okay, we're going to have to try something new," he turned to Jen. "Come with me," Rick said.

Rick grabbed Jen by the hand and began to run towards Thoron, but as they were inches away, Thoron reached down, swatting them away. The momentum was enough to knock the two of them over… and down into the crater that Thoron had come from.

"Jen, nooooo!" Patrick yelled, ready to rush over to her, but Liz grabbed him.

"She's with Rick, she'll be fine. Lets concentrate on this big bastard," she said.

Patrick stood perfectly still, concentrating. Soon, he began to tremble, and as he opened his eyes, they had an eerie glow to them. He then shot a flurry of lightning towards Thoron, then one gigantic bolt of lightning, hitting him directly in the stomach. It was enough to make Thoron take a step back, but did no damage.

"I don't understand, why isn't this working?" Elaine asked.

"You used your powers on him the first time, and he's absorbed that energy. He's immune to it. You might as well be throwing rocks at him now," Anthony said.

"Well, isn't that just great."

"I have an idea," he said, reaching behind his back and pulling out two swords.

"That's your idea? Swords? Sure, we'll stick him to death," Liz said.

Suddenly, the swords lit on fire, and Anthony went charging in after Thoron.

"Well, that might work," Elaine said.

"Lets get'em a hand," Jake said, forming an ice bridge in front of him.

Anthony ran up the bridge, jumped and dived towards Thoron, stabbing him in the chest with his sword. He pulled one out, then pulled himself up, stabbing him again. Thoron swung at Anthony, but he pulled the swords out and fell, forcing Thoron to hit himself in the chest. It was enough to make him stumble back, and Anthony stabbed him again, this time in the stomach to stop himself from falling.

"We're going to need more," Liz said.

Just then, a huge burst of energy came from the crater; enough to knock Thoron back a few inches. Jen hovered above the crater, surrounded by her own dark energy, firing beams of energy at Thoron. Rick crawled his way free of the crater, rushing over to Liz.

"I have an idea, but its going to take both of us," he said.

"What did you have in mind?"

"A burst like that last one, but from inside Thoron should be enough to stop him, but I won't have enough energy to phase myself and Jen once its done. I'm going to need you," he said.

"Okay, lets do it," she turned to Jake. "Think you could help us out?"

"With pleasure," Jake said, forming a bridge that led directly to Thoron.

Both Rick and Liz ran up the bridge, then jumped. They grabbed Jen, who was still hovering over the crater, then phased, sending all three of them inside Thoron.

"Good luck you guys," Patrick sighed.

"Focus all your energy into one controlled burst. That should be enough to stop him," Rick said.

Jen paused, mustering up all the energy she could. She began to glow, her eyes an eerie shade of black. Her hair went completely black, then, she herself was covered in darkness. She closed her eyes slightly, then simply let go…

The blast was enough to blow a hole in Thoron's chest as lava began to spill from the open wound.

"They did it!" Patrick said.

"I wouldn't be so sure," Demorielle sighed, watching as the hole in Thoron's chest began to refill itself with rocks.

Anthony rushed over to the rest of the group, amazed by what he saw as well. "He's adapted to this energy, its not going to work. We need more," he said.

"Rangers, come in. This is Ethan," a voice said.

It was Patrick who reached for his morpher. "This is Patrick, can I call you right back? This is kinda a bad time," he said.

"You and the other rangers must report to the Aqua Base at once."

"Can't at the moment. We're fighting for the fake of the entire universe here. Can I get a rain check?"

"No, prepare for teleportation."

"The six of you go, Demorielle and I will try to hold Thoron off until you return," Anthony said.

"What? Just the two of you?"

Anthony's eyes lit up for a split second, and he replicated. Suddenly, there were two of him…

… then four…

… then eight.

"I think we can manage," they all said in unison.

"Wow, that's a nifty trick. When this is all over remind me to show you how to pull a quarter out of your ear," he sighed.

There was a flash, and suddenly, all of the rangers disappeared into a stream of light.

"Are you sure we can do this?" Demorielle asked, staring up at Thoron.

"No, but we're the only chance the universe has," Anthony sighed.

The six of them appeared in the Aqua Base main hanger, where Ms. Fairweather and Ethan were standing on a platform.

"Damn it Angela, you can't just pull us out of a battle like that!" Rick snapped, taking a step forward.

"By now you know that your powers weren't working on Thoron, and you needed something more. We called you all here to give you your zords. It should be more than enough power to defeat Thoron once and for all," she said.

"Sweet, zords!" Jake said.

"Each zord, like your morphers, are designed to work only for you. Once inside, insert your morphers into the slots to activate them. You'll forgive me if I didn't come up with anything witty to say about each of the zords," he paused, turning around, staring out over the platform. "Jen, you will control the Black Leopard Zord. Elaine, the Blue Manta Ray zord will be yours. Jake, you will assume control of the White Fox Zord. Liz, you will have the Purple Liger Zord, and Rick, you will command the Red Panther zord. Individually, each of these zords have incredible powers, but when they form the megazord, it will harness all of your combined powers," Ethan explained.

Jake raised his hand. "There wouldn't happen to be a TV is my zord? I'm kinda missin' my favorite show," he brought up.

"Um, no."

"Oh well."

"Before you go back into battle, there are some things you should know. We picked up high levels of mystic energy converging on your location, we've been unable to identify it as of yet, but…" she was cut short.

"We know what it is. Demorielle and Anthony are back," Patrick said.

"What do you mean back?"

"Demorielle isn't evil anymore, and Jen's dad is helping us," he said.

"You're sure about this?"

"Pretty much, yeah," Jen said.

"That explains the energy readings, but there's still something else," he paused. "We've been able to translate more of it. The entire scroll is the Prophesy of Thoron, which spells out in detail how Thoron will be released and what's needed to stop him. We have to acquire the fourth eye of Thoron," she said.

"The fourth?"

"Yes, there are four total. Once combined, it will open a stable vortex back to his dimension, but to close it will require a massive amount of energy on the other side of the vortex. Based on our calculations, it will take the combined power of four rangers," she said.

"So four of us have to stay in that dimension?" Liz asked.

"I'm afraid so," Ms. Fairweather sighed.