Power Rangers - Wolf Pack

by Nightfury991

A more realistic take on PR, with an OC Team - Evil always exists, in one form or another. It cannot be destroyed or created; only transferred. The latest evil takes the form of Demons, rising from a 10,000 year slumber. Five teens are all that stand between this world and total annihilation. But Demons aren't the only evil these Rangers will face; after all, who can you trust now?

10. Ep 9 - Howl the Night Away

Episode 9 – Howling the Night Away

"I'm surprised you haven't been arrested yet, looking like that," Natalie commented aloud as she approached, her hands resting in her jacket pockets.

Matthew looked around when he heard her voice, pushing himself off the wall, taking his hands out from his trouser pockets, and gestured to himself. "What are you talking about?"

"You look like one of those scruffy drug runners," Natalie replied, looking him over again; the scuffed up trainers, the jacket that looked like it was missing two buttons, along with a torn pocket, and the combat trousers seemed to have a torn pocket.

"Fuck off," Matthew grunted, saying, "I'm much better dressed than those shit-heads. Plus, I don't look like death warmed up."

"You are looking a bit pale, though," Natalie added, gesturing to his face.

Matthew raised a hand to rub his cheek, before shaking his head and said, "Look, you said you wanted my help. Now, you going to continue to insult me, comparing me to such lows, or do you actually want my help?"

Natalie rolled her eyes playfully, but added, "Yeah, I want your help."

"Alright then, follow me," He said, gesturing for her to follow him. "Why couldn't you just get MUTT to fix your phone for you? Chances are, anything minor he can probably attempt fixing it."

"Two reasons; one, because I think MUTT will end up fixing my phone, but have it changed to those secret military channels you hear about. And next thing you know, got SWAT or FBI, or some shit, knocking my door down. Secondly," Natalie continued, "I've already tried that. You were the last resort."

"Nice to see I was so high up," Matthew said dryly, making a mock bow before continuing along the pavement. "What do you mean, already tried that? Couldn't he fix it?"

"No, I just can't get into contact with MUTT or Savage. Whenever I try to contact them, they either ignore me or just cut off," Natalie explained, raising her Howler slightly, though rolled her sleeve back down again, over the device.

"And so, you came to me," Matthew continued, seemingly unfazed that Natalie, and potential himself, were out of contact with the Den. "You never did tell me how fucked up your phone was."

"Pretty fucked," She replied, before she explained. "My brother decided it would be a good idea to test out a video he saw on YouTube. A video that involved my phone, and a couple of 2 story drops. The little shit didn't want to use his phone, 'just in case it went wrong'."

"See, its reasons like that that make me glad I'm an only child," Matt commented, gesturing to Natalie before turning in sharply; cutting off Natalie. She stopped suddenly, glaring. "Bit of warning next time?"

"Hopefully, there won't be a next time. Besides, we're here."

Natalie blinked and looked to the side. She saw Matt walking through the doorway of a small shop. Both windows either side of the door were filled to the brim with both computer and electrical components, and bright, neon advertisement. She didn't know much about computers, but she was sure that a lot of the stuff shown off in the windows looked outdated.

"Pretty shady-looking place," She muttered under her breath, but walked through the door after Matt.

Inside the shop, Natalie looked around; it looked pretty…bare. A few desks were put against the sides, with a couple of computer parts spread across them, all in varying degrees of repairs. Some looked like they had just been taken apart and left there.

Matt walked up to the front desk, and tapped the bell a few times; twice in quick succession, and a third one seconds later.

"Hang on, hang on!" a male voice came from the back room, along with a few, boxes-falling-down noises.

From the smirk that crossed Matt's face, and the way he leaned on the counter, Natalie sensed that Matt found something…amusing.

From the back door, a colored teen walked through, wearing a simple grey shirt, a pair of sunglasses kept in a chest pocket. His hair was black, cut fairly short. He also wore a pair of simple black jeans, though Natalie couldn't see his shoes. But what she could see was his expression, a mixture of shock and annoyance.

"The fuck are you doing here, Matt?" he asked bluntly, bringing his hand up to pinch the bridge of his nose.

"Nice seeing you too, T," Matt responded evenly, smirking slightly. "Hey, listen. That favor you owed me?"

"That was five years ago! You can't use that as an excuse," 'T' exclaimed.

"After all the favors I've done for you, it should still count," Matt shrugged, before he glanced back, seeing Natalie, looking around like she was out of place. "Oh yeah, fuck, uh," Matt said, picking himself up from the counter. "Nat, this is Tyler. T, friend of mine, Nat," He said, gesturing to and fro the two teens.

Tyler looked around Matt, nodding in greeting to Nat, before he gestured to Matthew. "You're friends with this dickhead. I feel sorry for you."

"Don't I know," Natalie muttered.

"Hey, hey... If the pair of you are done trying to insult me, I need to call that favor to help her," Matt said, gesturing to Natalie. "Her brother fucked up her phone, and she needs it fixed."

Tyler looked to Natalie again, before he shook his head and said, "Let me have a look." Natalie reached into her pocket again and pulled out her phone, setting it on the counter. "Jesus Christ…" Tyler said lowly, taking the phone carefully and turning it around, examining it. The screen was cracked to such a degree that there wasn't a single area where there was intact glass, and the back of the case was severely scuffed up.

"Did he fucking drop this from the roof of a fucking building?" Tyler asked. "Copying something from those shitty YouTube 'phone test reviews'?"

"Pretty much," Natalie nodded, she too leaned on the counter and asked, "How much do you reckon this is going to cost? I mean, money isn't too much of a problem, making my brother pay for this out of his own money."

Tyler exhaled slowly, looking over the phone a couple more times before he answered. "I mean, you're going to need a new screen, obviously. And the case, that can be replaced easily enough.. but it's still going to be at least $100. The screens aren't cheap to replace."

"Hey, like I said, my brother's going to be paying for this," Natalie said, reaching back and taking her wallet out.

But Tyler held a hand out, shaking his head. "Nah, wait until after I've repaired it before you pay me. That's if we actually manage to get any of the right make," He said.

"What are you talking about?" Matthew asked, leaning onto the counter once again.

"With those Rangers fucking around the city, we'll be lucky if we don't have the whole city evacuated if they go too far with their giant fucking metal things, and crush half the city," Tyler said.

At the mention of Rangers, Natalie faintly tensed up, her hands slowly moving into her jacket pockets, to hide her fingers tensing into fists. She side glanced at Matthew, and she saw that he seemed to tense up as well, lifting himself from the desk, his posture straightening.

"Uh…yeah…but, c'mon. They've been doing at least some good. I mean, those other fuckers aren't much better," Natalie said, pulling one of her hands free to rub around her neck.

Tyler snorted, shaking his head. "Yeah, right. Like I'm going to back murderers."

The two side glanced at each other, before Matt said, "Uh, listen. We've got to get going, but when you eventually get the screen in, give me a call, yeah? Still got my number?"

"Yeah, probably," Tyler said, shrugging slightly.

"Well, if not, you know where I live," Matthew said, before he lightly tapped Natalie's shoulder and gestured that they should go.

"Good luck being friends with him," Tyler called as they left, before he quickly added, "Hey! You forgot your phone!"

Natalie quickly stepped back and took her phone back from Tyler. Then was when he gripped her phone slightly, leaning in. Natalie looked up, raising an eyebrow. "Be careful around him, OK? Hate to see some unlucky fucker go down because of him," Tyler whispered, glancing behind Natalie, to where Matthew was waiting outside the shop.

Natalie briefly glanced back, before she turned to look back at Tyler. "I can look after myself, but thanks," She said, taking her phone back and slipping it back into her pocket.

Tyler nodded slightly, before he said, "See ya around," As Natalie left the shop, stepping through the door and closing it behind her.

"So, what do you think of him?" Matthew asked as they left the shop, walking back down the street the way they came.

"He seems alright, doesn't like you much," Natalie commented, glancing across at Matthew with a raised eyebrow.

"Ah, he's been like that for years. Don't take any notice, he has his uses," He explained, before he phone went off. He reached into his pocket and checked the caller. "It's Kyle," he said, before answering the call.

"You've got Matt," He said. Natalie could hear the Kyle's muffled voice against Matthew's ear, but despite being hard to hear, she could hear the frantic tone in his voice.

"Something up?" She asked.

Matthew glanced at her, and he replied, "Yeah…Yeah, we'll be right there," Before hanging up. "We need to get to Kyle's work," He said to Natalie, walking off.

"Why?" She asked, quickly moving to catch up to him, slowing down once she was level.

"Tanya's going to be in big shit."

---

MUTT walked through the sliding door connecting the main chamber to the secured room, looking around when the door closed behind him. He stopped when he spotted Savage standing to the side of the doorway, standing at the screen, adjusting a number of slides visible on the screen.

"So this is where you've been," MUTT said.

Savage paused momentarily when MUTT spoke, side glancing at the robotic companion, before he looked away and adjusted a few more of the slides. "I'm making a few of the final preparations for the Secured Chamber," He explained, before he pulled his hand back and looked at MUTT fully. "Did you bring the tablet?"

MUTT nodded, taking the tablet from being connected up to his torso, and handing it over to Savage. Taking the tablet, Savage took a few cables from a small panel connected to the screen, and connected them up.

"Are you sure about doing this? You could do what you did last time, going into stasis," MUTT asked, stepping forward to the chamber itself, tapping a few controls next to the re-enforced glass. Some of the scratches left from Tanya's time in the chamber slowly vanishing, leaving the glass completely clear, like new, once again.

"It's going to happen one of these days, MUTT; I'll be unable to get into the stasis chamber when it's a full moon. I need to get used to it," Savage responded, his back still to MUTT as he spoke.

MUTT looked back at Savage, as he continued working, before saying, "But you haven't been conscious during a Full Moon since the Warriors were selected."

"Like I said," Savage said, pushing the tablet into the wall panel and turned back around. "It's going to happen someday."

The robot was silent for a few moments, before he turned his entire body around to face Savage when he spoke again. "I highly advise that we enable the teleporter again, and allow the Warriors to stay here for the night. So they can observe what happens, and can learn about it."

Savage glanced at MUTT when he suggested this, but dropped his gaze and he said, "Fine.. but I'm going to be in the chamber when they arrive. For their own safety," He added, before looking to MUTT again. "Besides, you would eventually go against my orders and unlock the teleporter anyway."

"I wouldn't go against my programming, Savage," MUTT responded evenly.

Savage scoffed, grunting, "Yeah.. right." Savage then walks past MUTT, heading towards the door and MUTT expected to hear the door sliding shut behind the wolf. But he didn't.

Turning around, MUTT saw Savage simply standing in the doorway; neither in the chamber room, nor in the corridor. Just…standing in the way of the door. "Savage?" He asked. No response. "Savage," He asked again, stepping forward to rest a hand on Savage's shoulder.

When the cold metal rested on his clothed shoulder, Savage flinched ever so slightly, looking around the shoulder to face the expressionless, plain head of MUTT.

"I'm just.. thinking," Savage replied vaguely.

"About what?"

"When we got Tanya back from going full-on Feral, it leaves the spirit - my spirit - exposed. Whenever the markings I have are visible, it's a sign my spirit is exposed. I'm just hoping that Tanya didn't see anything," He added, turning back around to look into the corridor. "Now is not the right time for them to know."

"When is, then?" MUTT asked.

Savage didn't respond, simply pulling himself free from MUTT's hand and walked down the corridor, eventually disappearing down the far enough. Leaving MUTT standing in the gap of the doorway, slowly lowering his hand back down to its side.

---

"Frank? Didn't know you had been assigned here again," A police officer, a woman in her early 30s, with brown hair that came down to the point where her head connected to her neck, said to another officer as he walked by.

Frank paused, turning around to face the woman officer, and smiled stiffly. "Melissa. I was just assigned here instead of doing another patrol around the South End."

Melissa nodded slightly, her officer cap held under her arm, as she asked, "What about Rogers? Thought you and him were assigned to work together."

"Rogers.. had to call in sick. Chest infection," Frank said, just as stiffly, before he added, "Listen, um, I'll be back in a bit. Just need to check something, Anderson's orders for when I got here."

Melissa nodded with a slight smile, though it dropped quickly when a couple of armed Division 13 officers walked between them, wearing full body armor, with armed rifles resting against their chests.

"Never liked those guys.. too cold," Melissa said with distaste, glaring at the back of the 13's heads as they walked out of sight, before shaking her head. When she turned to talk to Frank again, however, he was gone. She looked down both ends of the corridor, but she couldn't see him walking down either end. She doubted he would've ducked into any of the rooms along the corridor, nearly all of them had patients in, from the latest Power Ranger 'incident'.

---

One corridor of the hospital, in the level below the surface, the lights were out. If someone were to look at the light switch, however, it would be obvious that the lights were supposed to be on.

But the glass tubes themselves were smashed, glass shattered, littering the ground below each of the long lights. Police tap crossing both sides of the corridor's entrance, warning anybody that crosses it, to never enter the closed-off area. One person didn't care much for these barriers.

Frank slowly approached the police tape, collecting them up in a bunch and crouched under them, letting them go when he passed. Once on the other side, he glanced back the way he came, looking around slowly, revealing this his usually brown eyes were a sickly, acid-green in color. The rest of the eyeball was a deathly black instead of white, and the same black seemed to spread around to the skin around his eyes.

Once he was sure he was alone, he turned back around and walked into the corridor, stepping over chunks of glass seamlessly, crunching underneath his polished shoes. The only sound the filled the corridor was the sound of his footsteps echoing, each echoing a bit softer the further from the corridor entrance he entered.

Coming to a stop when he reached a set of double doors, the small windows in the door completely blacked out. Only a small crack in the two doors could allow any light in, which in the darkened corridor, was very minimal in regards to light.

Pulling on the handle, Frank walked through the now open door, and closed it firmly behind him, turning around, facing the faint green glow that was now evident he was inside the room.

"You're late," Said a cold voice from the shadows, and Frank turned to look at the source.

"I was interrupted," Frank responded, a faint distortion to his voice now, as he moved forward. Thanks to the light provided, it revealed Fear, crouched beside a collection of large, dark green pods. Each one was at least the size of a standard human, and each was giving off a faint, green glow, helping to illuminate Fear's stone-like features, reflecting the armor that covered his torso at the same time.

"What is your report?" He asked, carefully moving his hands across the membrane of the pods.

Frank straightened his back, before he responded. "There was a report that was files in the early hours of the morning, which involved the murder of a one Fredrick Steele. There were a few videos added with the report, filed under an undisclosed officers' name. Though there are rumors of it being an FBI Agent, but those are unconfirmed."

"You think a simple 'murder' case of yours is important to me?" Fear asked, not raising his eyes from the pods. "Hundreds of you humans die every hour, I don't find any of you humans particularly special. In the end, you're all soil under my feet."

"Sir.. it is important that you see the videos."

"And why is that?" Fear asked, annoyance evident in his tone as he got to his feet, bearing down on the possessed officer. But the human stood his ground, only lowering his gaze down when Fear tried to look him dead in the eye. Up close, he could make out the rough texture of Fear's face, and see his own reflecting in the rare spot of polished armor.

"Just.. watch them."

Fear stared at the human for another full minute, looking for any flinching or subtle facial movements, but nothing came of it. "Fine, make it quick," He said at last, grinding his teeth afterwards as he stepped aside.

The officer nodded, stepping aside and approaching one area of the room that hadn't been effected, or had a green pod placed over it. A single laptop. He opened the screen up, and pressed the power button. As the laptop started booting up, he felt the dark presence looking over his shoulder, Fear standing barely a few inches behind him, looking over his shoulder. Despite the closeness, the officer looked over his shoulder and asked, "So, what's with the pods?"

"None of your concern," Fear responded flatly. "You will find out soon enough, anyway."

Not making another comment, the officer turned back to the laptop, looking at the familiar Windows logo in the corner, and pulled a small memory stick from his pocket. Plugging it into place, he opened the folder of the memory stick. In the folder, there were two video files. Glancing back at Fear, he turned back to the screen and clicked on the first video.

This opened up a 17-second video, taking from the perspective of a security camera in the corner of a corridor. It caught someone walking from underneath the camera, and down the corridor, in full view of the camera. They had a hood up, making it impossible to identify who the person was. But it was when they stopped and turned into another room, rolling up their sleeve as they entered the room. This revealed a faint shine of yellow and black as they entered.

And the video ended. Frank felt Fear lean in slightly, looking over his shoulder as he examined the video.

"And the other?" Fear asked, not moving from his spot.

The officer nodded slightly, before closing the first video and opening the second. This one was longer, about 50-seconds, but Fear soon found out it was just the same few-second segment played over and over again, at different speeds.

The first was standard speed. Taken from a camera outside one of the maintenance entrances, the door flew open, barely staying on its hinges and a faint blur left the hospital, gone in an instant.

The next segment was at a much slower pace; the door flew open in slow, jittered movements. The blur was much slower, and with the camera zoomed in, allowed a much better viewing.

Revealing a flash of yellow burst through the door, vanishing into the night.

"Hmm…"

The officer turned to side glance at Fear momentarily, was that all? "Would you like me to leave the laptop on?" He asked.

Silence was the initial response, before he got a proper response. "Yes. Leave it, and go. Find out more about this 'agent' who did this 'report'."

The officer nodded, moving out of Fear's path and walked towards the door again; pausing momentarily to look back, seeing Fear leaning down to the laptop, looking at it like he was looking at how humans were created. Or whatever the correct term was.

---

"Seriously? Kyle works at a shitty pizza place?" Matthew asked, stopping mid-step when they rounded the corner, Natalie leading the way.

She looked back at him when he stopped, before she heard what he said and shook her head. "Don't be a dick; I know it's hard, but give it a try. Besides, at least he's got a job."

"I could get one easily," Matthew brushed off, before he continued walking and caught up with Natalie, the pair of them walking again, drawing closer to the dimly colored pizza place.

They approached the front doors, the glass cracked in several places along the edges, and the paint of the door frames had paint chipped away across it. Before they could walk in, Kyle walked around the corner of the store and said, "Hey guys."

Matthew looked around, hand resting on one of the door handles, before bursting into a fit of laughter, bringing his hands down to rest on his knees, trying to keep his laughter under control. "Y-You look.. look fucking ridiculous!"

Natalie looked around, and had to bring her hand up to hide her wide smirk.

Kyle's shoulders sagged, the bright, cyan blue top he wore, accented with a light yellow around the short sleeves and white collar, moving with his arm movement. "Shut the fuck up, guys. Seriously."

Natalie quickly straightened her smirk and took her hand away, but Matthew continued to snigger, leaning beside the door to try and recover his breath. "Please, for the love of God, let me take a fucking picture," He wheezed, taking his phone out.

"Like fuck are you!" Kyle said, quickly moving forward, trying to take the phone from Matt, but he pushed Kyle back and tried to unlock his phone and get a picture.

"Guys! Guys!" Natalie said, managing to get between the two and pushed them apart, grabbing a fistful of both Matthew's jacket and Kyle's brightly coloured shirt, looking at the two of them. "Stop this, and get to the point." She looked back at Kyle.

"Why is Tanya in the shit?"

Kyle glared at Matthew for a few seconds, before he backed off and gestured to one of the closest bench, walking over and sitting down onto it. Matthew and Natalie followed, sitting opposite Kyle as he took his phone out.

"You know, all joking aside, kinda surprised you haven't been fired," Natalie said, leaning on the bench. Kyle glanced at Natalie, but shook his head.

"It's going to happen one day, given how often we get called to deal with shit."

"Kinda like how we're going to get in the shit for skipping classes," Natalie added.

"You do remember that MUTT got into the systems, or some shit like that, right?" Matthew asked, before he added, "Enough shit, get to the point."

Kyle unlocked his phone and turned it around, and pressed Play on the video.

"Reports have been revealed that the murder of a man in Pax Valley's West Hospital may have been committed by the Yellow Power Ranger," The reporter said on the video, before security footage filled the screen, and continued to repeat itself as the report continued. "The footage leaked supposedly has images of the Yellow Wolf Pack Ranger leaving the hospital, moments after the hospital staff themselves were alerted to the victim, Fredrick Steele's, untimely demise."

Natalie and Matthew looked up to Kyle with wide eyes before Natalie shook her head slightly, saying, "This is fucking bullshit. They're just doing this to try and get attention. There's no way Tanya would've done that."

"I'm not saying that I agree with the report, which is utter shit, but.. Tanya isn't responding to anything I'm doing to try and contact her. Phone, text, Facebook. Hell, I've tried Snapchat! Nothing!"

"What about Isaac? Maybe he knows where she is? Or why she isn't picking up?" Matthew asked.

"I've tried that, he ain't picking up either," Kyle said, before turning his phone back to face him, tapped the screen a few times, and turned it back to face the other two. Showing his call history; twice he attempted to call Tanya, then another three times Isaac's.

"How about you guys? You managed to get into contact with MUTT or Savage?" Kyle asked, "Maybe they can help us."

"Tried, but haven't gotten anywhere," Natalie replied, rubbing her face slowly. "Maybe we'll hear from them later."

"Or, maybe we won't be allowed to go there today, or night," Matthew spoke up, gaining the attention of the other two.

"What do you mean?" Kyle said, resting his head on a propped up hand.

"Full Moon tonight, innit?" Matthew said with a smirk.

"Oh, fuck off you," Natalie exclaimed, shoving Matthew with enough force to nearly send him falling off of the bench. But he recovered and smirked at her reaction and laughed, electing a chuckle or two from Kyle in the process.

---

With careful hand movements and enchantments whispered under her breath, Batibat worked the orb of swirling black into the gem in the small metal cage. White light came from the connection between the gem itself and the black energy she was feeding into it.

At the sound of tearing behind her, the she-Demon glanced behind her briefly before focusing her efforts back on feeding the Demon energy into the gem, the orb slowly decreasing in size as more energy was fed into the gem.

The tearing sound returned again, and a familiar voice called, "The latest Demon to fall at the Warriors' steel?"

Batibat rolled her eyes slowly, her hands closing together as the last of the Demon energy was fed into the gem, the light where the two connected fading entirely again. "Observant as ever, Fear," She eventually replied, her tone flat.

Fear glared briefly at Batibat, but shook his head and walked closer, folding his arms across his chest as he observed the last steps of the procedure. "So where have you been? Skulking around the Human Realm?" She asked, rubbing her hands together before turning around fully to look at Fear.

But she didn't get a response right away, Fear merely stood alongside her, looking at the gem, as the energy faded into the black. "How many more do you think before the Master is strong enough to reform?" Fear responded eventually, though didn't look aside at the she-Demon.

Batibat glanced at Fear again, before looking back at the podium with the gem sat on it, and folded her arms behind her back. "Depends. How much power it takes for the Warriors to destroy them, and how many we actually send to the Human world to face the Warriors, and either gain their powers or be destroyed."

Fear nodded, before he side glanced at Batibat once again, and carefully ran a hand against his chin, as he said, "I've seen.. 'reports', I believe is the right word the Humans use... Anyway, I've heard that the Yellow Warrior has turned against the Humans.. and killing an injured one at that."

Batibat turned to look at Fear when he said this, before she nodded slowly. "So I have seen. I told you, Fear, one would turn against the other eventually. I always thought that the Humans would be the first to turn against their Protectors. As we can see, it went the other direction."

He continued to glare faintly at the she-Demon, before he stepped back and began walking around the main chamber, looking at the wall where Batibat taken many a Demon from, and sent to their demise against the Warriors.

"Perhaps we should hold back from attacking the Human Realm for now."

Batibat looked at Fear sharply, her eyes narrowed in suspicion, but there was a tiny bit of surprise lingering. "And why would we do such a thing, Fear?"

"The Lunar Cycle. This segment of it is crucial to their power. You do remember how powerful they were, back during the Masters' Reign? Either way, it would probably be best to avoid one of us going out there, until the sun rises on the Human's side."

"Have you been spending too much time in the Human World? Has your intelligence, of what there is, been diminished by their presence?" Batibat asked, her tone one of exasperation. "These are humans possessing the Warrior's power. They probably aren't even effected by the Lunar Cycle like the Ancient Warriors were!"

"That may be true, but.. I'd rather not take the risk."

"When have you ever been concerned with not taking risk?!" Batibat exclaimed, stepping up to Fear, and stopping when she was barely a few inches from him. Clenching her fists slightly, wrapping around the grips of a pair of daggers, hidden behind her long, flowing dress-like clothing.

Fear slowly brought a hand upward, as if going to reach for the sword sheathed on his back. He was just about to start pulling the sword free when a glowing red light came from their side, allowing for the unearthly rumble of a voice. "ENOUGH!"

Both Warlords flinched at the powerful, booming voice of their Master, and quickly withdrew their hands from their weapons, and turned sharply to drop to one knee, facing the gem topping the podium. "Your petty squabbling is not worthy of my time. Fear, you will send Demons to the Human Realm, regardless!"

Fear bowed his head a fraction more at the direct order, before he replied, "Yes.. Master."

A deep, earthly growl echoed from the gem, seemingly vibrating the very ground beneath their feet, before the red glow started to die down. "The Humans will soon know.. they will know…"

With those final words, the red glow faded entirely, reducing the gem within the metal pendant to a simple black rock, looking rather innocent if it were in a different surroundings. Once the light had faded, Batibat and Fear rose to their feet slowly, the former turning to glare at Fear, saying, "I know you're got something planned, Fear. I will find out."

Fear side glanced back at Batibat, before he began walking away. The only response coming from him was the echoes of his footsteps across the ground, as he snapped his fingers and opened up a swirling black-and-green portal, tearing open.

"Good luck," He said, glancing behind him before walking through, the portal closing behind him.

---

A faint growling woke Matthew up from his slumber, groaning lowly as he pulled his head up from the couch. Looking around slowly, it took him a few seconds to remember where he was.

He and Natalie had crashed at Kyle's place after he finished his shift, and he had decided to take catch up on some sleep while the others did… 'Fuck knows,' Matthew thought to himself, rubbing his head as he brought his hood down, running his hand through his blonde hair, which was spiked to one side thanks to bed-hair.

Another growl caught his attention again, reminding him of the reason why he had woken up. He turned down to look at his wrist, seeing the blue-and-black Howler's eye glow a faint white, the growls steadily growing in volume.

"Nat! Kyle! Get your asses in here!" He called, quickly sitting up and tapping one of the Howler's buttons, raising it up.

Thankfully, Kyle's mom was out, doing whatever her job was. Unfortunately, Matthew hadn't bothered to listen when Kyle explained what job she had.

Natalie and Kyle came rushing through the doorway, into the living room, and Natalie asked, "What is it?" Though she quickly knew what was up when he raised his Howler, gesturing for the other two to sit down.

Natalie took the section next to Matthew on the three-seater, and Kyle launching himself over the arm chair, his legs resting over one of the arm rests, as Matthew said, "You've got Matt."

"Matthew? It's MUTT," Was the robotic response; made even more obvious by the slight static from the Howler.

"We've been trying to contact you all fucking day, man! Where the fuck have you been?" Matthew was quick to shot, getting a glare from Natalie and a spread hands, 'WTF?!' look from Kyle.

"I apologize for the lack of responses as of late. Things have been.. busy here. However, I am able to respond now. You need to come to the Den, now."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Let's back up a few steps. We have a few questions; like, have you heard from Isaac or Tanya? They've been quiet for fuck knows how long," Matthew asked.

"Tanya and Isaac? They're already here," MUTT responded, causing both Kyle's and Natalie's heads to perk up, looking back at the Howler.

"Hold on.. say that again," Matthew said slowly, looking at the other two briefly.

"Tanya and Isaac. They're already here."

"Well, bring us there! We need to talk to 'em," Matthew said, getting to his feet, Natalie and Kyle quickly following suit.

"At once. Though, I am inclined to give you a warning, you may not be able to leave for.. quite some time."

"Wait, what?" Matthew asked, but the comms went quiet and the three were completely covered in their respective colors, and moments later, they were gone.

The only evidence that they were ever there was the TV still on, stuck on the news channel Matthew had left in it on when he fell asleep. Just as they left, the news anchor appeared again and began speaking.

"Hello; my name is Oliva Myers, PN15 News anchor. The local time is 6:27, and the top news story tonight; 'Can we really trust these Power Rangers, or rather, these Murderers?' Exclusive to PN15."

---

Matthew stumbled a little upon arrival, almost falling to his knees after the light columns dispersed. He recovered before he could fall, however, and quickly got to his feet again.

Seeing that the others seemed to arrive seamlessly, he straightened his posture and looked around; MUTT was at his usual station, tapping away at a couple of keyboards and darting between several screens, and then he saw Isaac and Tanya.

The two were sat against the side of the chamber, Isaac with a tablet in his hand, facing both himself and Tanya, flicking the screen up every few minutes, their eyes following across the screen.

Judging by the expression on Tanya's face - somewhere between anger and confusion, with a bit of devastation thrown in - it looked like they had found out.

"We know," Isaac then said, glancing up from the tablet to the other three. Tanya was brought from the screen as well, looking at the other three.

"You guys don't really believe this bullshit, do you?" She asked, gesturing to the tablet, looking between the other three. Natalie and Kyle glanced at one another, before looking back at Tanya. "…You do know its bullshit, right?"

"Well… you never said you were fond of your dad. And from what I saw…" Matthew said, trailing off as he gestured to her.

Tanya's shoulders sagged slightly, before she inhaled again and glanced up again. "Let me set the record straight."

"I do not like my dad. Not. One. Fucking. Bit. OK? But just because I hate him, that doesn't mean I want to kill him. I mean, yes, that bitch's magic, or whatever the fuck it was, that made me attack him like how you found me, but I'm not a killer. But I'm not like, gone to shit because he's dead," Tanya explained, trying to keep her expression steady as she spoke of the sensitive topic. "All I care about is that my sister is safe from whoever did this."

"But, if you didn't, who the fuck did?" Kyle asked, grabbing one of the chairs against the side of the chamber and sitting on it backwards, his legs going either side of the chair's back.

"You think we have a fucking clue?" Tanya asked.

"Perhaps if you give me the footage, I will try and enhance it," MUTT said, looking aside and gestured for them to bring the tablet.

Tanya looked to Isaac, as he got up and approached MUTT, handing him the tablet. The robot took the tablet and connected it to one of the computers, moving aside to another keyboard and began typing away.

"What did you mean when you said we weren't going to be able to leave 'unless absolutely necessary', anyway?" Matthew asked after nearly a minute of awkward silence.

Kyle and Natalie both looked to MUTT, as did Tanya and Isaac, as he stopped typing and pulled his hands away from the keyboard, bringing them down to his sides.

"Follow me; I have time to show you before the process is complete," MUTT said, stepping down from the raised computer station, and gestured for the five to follow.

Tanya and Kyle got to their feet, and the five followed after MUTT, passing through one of the sliding doors. The door they were passing through seemed familiar to Tanya… "This the same one that leads to that chamber I was put into?" She asked.

But no response came as MUTT continued facing forward, the small claws on the end of his feet tapping against the ground repetitively.

"Be warned, you may be surprised to what you see," MUTT responded after stopping just before the door that lead to the chamber, the teens nearly bumping into one another at the abrupt stop.

"Pretty sure I've seen worse on the Internet," Matthew commented dryly, with Kyle nodding slightly in agreement. Natalie shook her head, bringing it to rest in one of her hands, while Tanya simply rolled his eyes.

MUTT glanced back at the teens briefly, before turning back around and walking forward, the door silently opening to allow him to enter. The teens following after him, seeing that the chamber was encased in completely darkness; the only light coming from the open doorway.

And that was soon gone when the five entered, effectively cutting off any light in the room. They were left there, staying silent for a few seconds, before they became aware of the faint sound that filled the room.

A low.. growling sound.

"Uh.. please tell me that's one of your guy's stomachs?" Kyle asked.

The moment he spoke, however, the low growl was raised to a vicious snarl and echoing bashes. The five jumped at the suddenness of the snarl, before MUTT activated the lights and they could see what the source was.

Savage.

Securely locked behind the reinforced glass screen, his tightly closed fists slamming against the glass repeatedly, and muffled snarls passed through his teeth. His ears were flat against his head, his eyes wide and focused on the five teens. The sides of his muzzle raised, revealing his sharpened fangs, the usual focus and hardened edge to his eyes was gone, letting loose with a wild, possessed look. His usual trench coat wasn't on him, which they found hanging on one of the walls.

"What the fuck's up with him?" Isaac was the first to ask.

"He is being effected by the Lunar Cycle," MUTT revealed, standing to one side of the glass screen, as Savage began prowling back and forth across the screen, growling continuously, his eyes never leaving from any of the teens. Matthew side glanced at Natalie, smirking, getting an eye roll and a sharp jab in the ribs as a response.

"So, like a werewolf?" Tanya asked.

"Werewolves are nothing but myth and misjudgment. Savage's new behavior is derivative of his species' ancestry; during the early days of his species, it is said that they drew their power from the moon to hunt at night. To react faster, run longer, kill quicker. The only downside was during the Full Moon phase, this happened."

MUTT gestured to Savage, who was still pacing back and forth across the glass screen, occasionally stopping to try and stare down one of the teens that tried looking at him.

"To answer your question, Matthew, the reason why you may not be able to leave unless absolutely necessary, because I cannot risk Savage escaping both the chamber and the Den. There is a high chance that, if he were to get out, there is nearly a 100% chance of human fatalities."

"Well, since we're going to be stuck here for the time being…" Kyle slowly stepped back, as Savage started growling lowly directly at him, licking his muzzle slowly. "Can we at least get some answers that we've been asking for since day one?"

The others looked from Savage to MUTT, the robot looking between each of the teens in turn.

"It would seem like a productive use of time," MUTT said, nodding once before gesturing to the teen closest to the door, Natalie, to lead them out.

The White Warrior turned and headed through the now opened door, the others following after her. MUTT was the last to leave, and after a last look back at Savage, slamming his fists against the glass and snarling furiously, he turned the light off and walked through the door, cutting off light once more in that room.

---

"The legends Savage told me that, his species were created by a disciple of their God, Oktrix. The disciple, Zeta, was one of two, the other a being by the name of Animus. Both were supposedly created by Oktrix as the Earth and Moon, drawing their powers from such.

These Great Beings were given control over large creatures - you know them as your Zords. Animus, over a sub-group known as the Wild Zords, and Zeta, over the Wolf Pack.

Zeta created the Homo-Lupus species, given the nickname, 'Howlers' by Animus, and were allowed to populate the Earth, alongside the early humans.

But a rift formed between the two disciples; from what Savage's legends say, it was by Animus' lack of care towards his Howlers. But, as we all know, legends can be misinterpreted by different perspectives but, we'll go with this assumption.

The two Great Beings fought, shaking the very Earth that stood beneath them, creating the land masses that exist, to this day. Creating rifts and mountains, gouging the surface of the planet forevermore. The battle was long, but a victor soon rose - Zeta.

Rather than destroying Animus, however, he simply.. left, taking his wolves, the Pack, and leaving the land of Man. One of his Wolves remained, however, staying with the Wild Zords.

Finding what they believed to be a safe haven, Zeta created the Land of Wolves, and an era of Peace came to the Wolves.

Centuries passed without incident, many generations of the Homo-Lupus came and went, before it happened... The Demons Awoke, crawling from the very Earth they lived in, and began attacking the Wolves. But they fought, something the Demons failed to consider. They fought, and they fought well - never stopping, never giving.

Zeta saw this, and knew he couldn't simply stand by and watch. So, from his very being, he created powers, drawn from his very power and being; crystals, each containing great powers of the Wolves, and bestowed these powers to five Warriors, each of the five tribes that had formed in this new land.

Sage; a calculative, power Warrior. He was gifted with, and harnessed, the Strength of the Alpha.

Retu; a Warrior of strength and force, able to tear enemies apart with minimal effort. He was gifted with the Power of the Beta.

Yei; a she-wolf Warrior who could blindside Demons with her speed, out-flanking them with ease. She was gifted with the Spirit of the Gamma.

Naku; a Warrior, though quiet in nature, proved to be valuable in battle. He was gifted with the Spirt of the Delta.

And Zandi; she, like Yei, could out-flank enemies and attack them from behind while others kept them busy. She was gifted with the Spirit of the Omega.

With these crystals, they were able to push back the Demon horde, descending into the Earth to face the Master Horror. At the cost of their lives, they attempted to seal Horror away permanently.

But, as we can see.. their efforts were in vain."

---

"Wait… Wild Zords? This Animus guy, was he like Zeta?" Kyle asked once MUTT turned off the projected images.

"Correct; Animus had his own Warriors, but they're final battle was fought over a decade ago. Destroying the Orgs in Turtle Cove."

"Turtle Cove?" Natalie asked, picking her head up from resting on Isaac's shoulder; she didn't even notice it until she had to lift it up. "The Wild Force Rangers?"

"You know them?" Matthew asked groggily, picking his head, rubbing his jaw slowly as he fought to keep a yawn contained. "Could've asked them fuckers to help us; mind you, probably pushing it for age."

"My cousin lived there; he had to evacuate when those Or.. Orcs? Eh, those Demon fuckers, they're all the same. When they attacked the city."

"There was a wolf creature there, mind…" Natalie said to herself, before Isaac sat up and asked his question.

"Well, why can't we have the crystals by themselves? Why have we got to have the Howlers as, well.. basically cases?"

"Humans are unable to physically hold one of the crystals. They are simply too powerful. A single crystal, if held by a human, has enough energy and power in it to destroy them on the molecular level. The Howler casing allows you to use them," MUTT explained, as he disconnected the cables from his body and reconnected them to the computers.

"So.. basically, they're the Infinity Stones?" Kyle asked.

"Infinity Stones?" MUTT asked, slowly, like processing the information.

"Ignore him; comic thing," Tanya dismissed.

"Except I'm pretty sure there's no raisin-chinned, Big Bad in space with a massive-ass glove looking for them... And there's only five of 'em, not six," Isaac said.

"You are wrong." The five turned to look at MUTT, who then added, "There were six crystals."

"'Were'?" Tanya asked.

"The sixth crystal, which would give the user the control of the Silver Wolf, was supposedly lost. Savage said that, rumor had it during his time, Zeta himself sent the crystal to the stars - the only safe place he could send it," MUTT explained.

"Why not? Makes as much sense," Matthew muttered, rubbing his eyes. "Anywhere we can sleep here?"

"There are quarters here where you can rest. Would you like me to show you them?" MUTT asked, gesturing down to another door.

"I'll find them later; not tired," Isaac said dismissively.

"I'm good," Kyle added.

But the other three got up, and followed MUTT through the other door, leaving just Kyle and Isaac in the main chamber for now.

"So, what were you and Tanya doing? We've been trying to contact you and her," Kyle asked when the door slide close, turning to face the only other teen in the room.

"She's staying at my place, since her place.. kinda got fucked," Isaac explained, getting up from his seat, stretching out slightly as he returned to walking.

"Is she?" Kyle asked, sitting up straighter. "She never told me…"

"She planned on telling you tonight, if this didn't come up," Was his reply, scratching the back of his neck as he walked.

"W... Wait, wait a minute. Not to sound like a dick or anything, but, how can you.. stay in your place? Since.. well…" Kyle trailed off, falling silent. He didn't want to say the words, not sure how sensitive Isaac was on the subject.

Isaac seemed to catch on, and he stopped momentarily at the command consoles, turning around to face Kyle, the latter noticing that Isaac seemed to actively avoid looking at him.

"My mum; guessing that's what you're talking about?" Isaac asked, his voice ever so slightly softer. Kyle nodded slowly, shifting a little awkwardly in his seat. "I.. got MUTT to get into my mum's savings. She's not.. not going to need it now... Besides, I've got uses for it."

Kyle, again, just nodded. He opened his mouth to say something, but ended up closing it a few seconds later when nothing came out. It was odd how.. calm Isaac seemed about the whole situation. His tone didn't change, save for the lowered tone.

The door slid open once again, causing Isaac and Kyle to look over, to see MUTT walk through, arms resting at his sides. The door slid shut behind him, showing he was by himself.

"The others found a place to crash?" Kyle asked, trying to shift the mood that was weighing down the room.

"They have. Hopefully, they'll be able to catch up on their sleep. Matthew is currently only sleeping an average of three hours, whereas he needs a minimum of eight," MUTT answered, moving around Isaac and taking his position back in the central podium of computers.

"You scanning him?" Isaac asked, turning to look at MUTT as he walked passed him, bringing his arms up to rest his hands in his pockets.

"My scanners have been active a lot more since the five of you were given your Howlers," MUTT responded, before he added, "I will begin processing the video you gave me - we'll soon see who is trying to impersonate Tanya."

"You have an idea who this could be, since I'm guessing you're not convinced either that that's Tanya," Kyle asked, getting up from his seat and approached, now standing near enough in line with Isaac around the raised platform.

"I haven't an idea yet, but I know it is not Tanya; it is not her running cycle. And they are two inches too tall for it to be Tanya."

"You can tell all that from a crappy recording?" Kyle asked, leaning on the slight rail going around the raised platform.

"Kyle, he could probably tell what blood-types we are just by looking at us with his magic scan of his," Isaac commented dryly. He got thrown a look in return. But when he looked away, Kyle did let a small smirk cross his face. This was the Isaac he preferred seeing. Not quiet, not reserved, the dry comments, which only an Englishman could pull off.

"I cannot," MUTT replied, before falling silent again.

And said silence lasted all of about five minutes. One of MUTT's screens flashed red, and he immediately turned to look at it. The sudden flashing light, combined with the movement from the relatively still MUTT, caught Isaac and Kyle's attention.

"For fuck sake…" Kyle muttered under his breath, bringing his head to rest in his hands, rubbing his face slowly.

"Demon?" Isaac asked.

"Demon," MUTT confirmed. "Luckily, its night, there's not many people to be at risk."

"Then why the hell are they here?" Isaac asked, but shook his head and said, "Guess we get the others up, and see what we can do?"

"I'll get the others up, you two go ahead. Be aware though, you may experience.. alterations when he step into the moonlight," MUTT warned, side stepping around Isaac and towards the sliding door.

"Wait; what do you mean, 'alterations'?!" Kyle exclaimed as MUTT vanished behind the closed doors, exhaling in annoyance when he got no answer.

"Let's just go and find out," Isaac said, shrugging his shoulders slightly as he added, "What's life without a few risks?"

"I'd appreciate knowing what the risks are. I don't want to fight, only to end up turning into a full-on wolf and try and choke a Wolkein," Kyle responded dryly.

"Ahh, that won't happen," Isaac dismissed, before he gestured for Kyle to follow suit. He rolled his eyes when Kyle just shrugged, before stepping up to have the two of them standing side by side.

Isaac tapped his Howler, and the two of them were enveloped in their respective colored lights, and left the Den in a bright flash.

---

"Jesus, never realized how creepy this place looked when it was dark," Isaac said upon arrival, stepping out from the spot he had landed in, looking around, glancing at Kyle briefly.

"You get used to it," Kyle responded, before he gestured forward and said, "C'mon, those fuckers can't be far." He quickly picked up to a jog, followed by Isaac as they jogged down the street, rounding the corner.

The street was shrouded in darkness. All of the lights, normally switched on by day to attract attention of passersby, were off, leaving the sides of the streets bare of color - just the blank signs. That didn't stop them from seeing the Demons and Wolkeins prowling through the open street.

"Wow.. that's a fucker not even a mother could love," Kyle commented dryly.

The Demon had turned to look at the sound of them approaching, giving the two a good look at what it was. A single, massive eye sat in the center of its head, several small horns ripping through the skin of its scalp, forming something that looked like a crown of bony thorns. It's skin looked like it had some sort of leathery texture, with several areas of its body covered by torn fabrics, from God knows where, keeping him decent.. if he had anything that needed to be kept covered.

A low growl came from the under bite jaw, one set of sharpened fangs jutting up from under its lips, and gestured one hand towards the humans, the other hand gripping the handle of a large, wooden club with shards of metal embedded in it.

The Wolkeins all turned at the command, facing the two humans and rush at them, moving in and out of the shadows, as if they were vanishing from sight, only to return as they ran.

"United, we Howl!" The two shouted, raising their Howlers and pressed the crystal, enveloping them in a light. Moments later, and a flash of their respective colors, the Red and Black Warriors stood in their place, shifted into a fighting stance. They rushed at the Wolkeins moments later, drawing their respective weapons.

Isaac landed the first strike, slicing across the face the first Wolkein, kicking it back into another, before moving to the side and stabbing through the chest of a third. With a shout, he rammed against the Wolkein, stabbing through yet another, pulling the sword back. A gargled cry came from one of the Wolkeins as the pair fell to the floor, spilling green blood across the streets.

"Duck!"

Isaac looked around, before he quickly dropped and rolled out of the way as Kyle punched through where he had been standing, landing a solid punch on a rushing Wolkein. The force sent it flying backward, smashing through one of the store signs. Electrical sparks showered onto other Wolkeins, as shrapnel and fragments fell, littering the street.

"Bit more of a warning next time?!" Isaac exclaimed, jumping to his feet and ducking to avoid another Wolkein's attempts at punching, returning it with one of his own. The body fell to the ground, stunned by the punch.

"I said 'duck'," Kyle replied, side stepping a dagger throw and throwing his other fist at the Wolkein, nearly knocking its head off entirely as the body followed the head's movement. But he turned to the other side when he heard a loud snarl, followed by the ground vibrating beneath their feet.

"Duck!"

"What no-shit!" Isaac exclaimed, not reacting in time, like Kyle had. The metal-embedded club smacked into him at full force, sending him flying back rapidly; only coming to a stop when he had smashed through the second floor wall, above a Korean fast-food place.

"Fuck…" Isaac groaned under his breath, pushing himself onto his hands and knees, chunks of rubble falling off from resting on his back, using one of the other walls to support himself. He lifted his head when he heard multiple, frantic voices from another room.

"Shit… I'll pay for that later!" He called out, before running out of the gap he had made, landing on the sidewalk and assessed the situation.

Kyle had just jumped back from a swing from the cyclops, and tried to throw a punch at it. But judging by how he got backhanded, flying into another building across the street, it didn't go very well for him.

With a grunt under his breath, Isaac ran at the Demon, adjusting his grip on the sword and threw it at it, though it was quickly deflected, digging into the ground. But this gave Isaac the chance he wanted - the cyclops' single eye focused on the moving sword, forgetting the approaching Red Alpha Warrior.

This meant that the knee jarred into its jaw came as a total surprise to it, the jaw rocking to one side as it turned from the impact, falling onto the ground, face first, as Isaac landed where he had jumped from. Quickly recovering and standing straight again, Isaac rushed to the side and ripped his sword from the ground, chunks of tarmac tearing up from the ground in the process.

The faint sound of a pair of boots landing on the ground, Isaac turned to look at his side, seeing Kyle was quickly approaching, holding onto one of his arms momentarily, rolling the shoulder.

"You fucked him up," Kyle commented, standing straighter.

"But not enough," Isaac added when he saw the Demon trying to push its hands beneath itself, shaking his head, shaking the stars from his vision.

"Where the fuck are the others?"

Isaac's question was soon answered when they heard a faint, electrical crackle from the sky, followed by a flash of white light. Both teens turned around as the columns of lights, now visibly different colors, collided with the ground, only to vanish seconds later.

"Let's kick this fuckers ass so I can get some damn sleep," Matthew grumbled under his breath, flexing his fingers into fists as he and the two girls stepped forward, approaching the Demon, just as it was getting to its feet.

Isaac and Kyle turned back and walked with the other three, walking side-by-side with each other, coming to a stop a few meters from the cyclops.

That was when they felt it.

Isaac was the first to feel it - a strange, pulsing sensation passing through his body, like electricity. Energy that didn't feel artificial, even though he felt like it should. It felt more.. natural, like, it was supposed to be there. The pulsing sensation passed through one of his arms with more presence, centering on his Howler.

He raised that one hand, turning it around slowly. Though it was faint, he was sure there was a faint trace of bright white energy circling the device, flowing all the way up his arm. His visor paid a major part in seeing it in that way, though.

"What's wrong?" Tanya asked, looking to her side from her position at Isaac's right, noticing the movement and turned to face Isaac.

"Not sure…" Isaac responded, raising his other hand, the pulsing passing through his body to the other limb, more of that white energy passing over his arms.

It grew brighter and brighter, eventually becoming visible to the others, each turning to look in turn, questions overlapping one another. Tanya went to ask another question, and when she look over Isaac, his entire body was outlined by a faint white, pulsing light, focusing around his Howler.

Looking down at her own one, she was surprised to find the same energy, pulsing in time with Isaac's outline, focusing around her Howler.

"Guys! Check your Howlers," Tanya said, raising her other hand, finding the white energy pulsing around both hands, traveling up her arms.

The others looked at Tanya, Matthew taking a slight step back, before they all turned their gazes down to their arms, finding the same energy was flowing over their arms, a sudden pulsing sensation making itself known.

"The hell…?" Matthew asked, turning his hands around, seeing the energy flow around his hands.

"Any idea what this is?" Natalie asked, looking up from a closed fist to the others.

A mere moment passed before they felt a sudden urge to face the sky, and one by one, they all looked upward. The clouds parted from blocking the Full Moon, its faint light seemingly growing in intensity. Moments later, a bright white column of light came firing down from the Moon, encasing the five of them fully.

~Morphing Sequence~

The Warriors had their arms outstretched to the side, two white twirls of energy spinning around each teen. One end of each energy swirl connected with the Warriors' side, where the black portions, gouging into the colored sections of their uniform. When the energy connected with them, each of their bodies arched and floated a full foot above the ground.

From the energy, it fed directly into the Warriors; bleeding into the black sections, turning them a bright white. Passing across the sides of their bodies, making the black gouges in the colored parts of their uniforms turn into white, fang-like intrusions.

The energy traveled up their arms and legs, circling around the gloved hands and boots; turning the silver into a bright white, finishing them off with a line of each Warriors' respective colors.

Their visors weren't left out. Each side of the visor had an energy line attach to it, a flow of energy passing over the visor. Turning the blacked-out visor to have a faint fade to blue towards the top half.

They landed on the ground again, white boots touching down carefully as they lowered their arms to their sides.

~Morphing Sequence Ends~

The cyclops Demon lowered its forearm from its face, keeping the white light from blinding it entirely, only lowering it completely when the column of light vanished entirely. Once the five Warriors were revealed once again, the Demon growled deeply and approached.

But it failed to notice the white accent to their armor, replacing the silver, as they too took a few steps closer, like they were moving as one.

"Now this.. this is new," Isaac's voice said, his movements slow and his voice having a faint echo to it now, along with the distorted voice.

"This is what I call power," Kyle agreed, looking between both his hands when they came to a stop, the Demon still approaching them. He too had the faint echo to his altered voice now.

"How about we test out that Light Wolf thing with this?" Tanya asked, looking at the Demon. While he did look intimating, he was dead-ass slow.

"Why not?" Isaac asked, raising his Howler up, bringing the top of the Howler to face the Demon. The others followed suite, each of their movements almost in sync with the other three.

The cyclops Demon roared and tried to run the rest of the distance between itself and the enlightened Warriors, but it proved to be too late of an attempt.

Almost at once, five colored lights leaped forth from the five Howlers, taking the form of five different colored wolves. With the Red in the center of the five, the Yellow Wolf to the right, Blue to its left, along with Black and White on their other sides, they growled lowly, their eyes glowing a bright white. Baring their 'teeth', glowing a faint white as well.

And on the White Light Wolf, it just seemed like its eyes and teeth were a brighter white light than the rest of its body.

Almost as once, the Light Wolves jumped at the cyclops, the sudden combination of force from the five of them bringing the Demon to the ground, and they began to tear into its flesh and body.

The cyclops tried to fight back, but its arms were held down by both the White Omega and Yellow Gamma Light Wolves, digging their fangs into the wrists. The three male Light Wolves began tearing at the cyclops' flesh, snarls and screams echoing into the darkness.

Only getting picked up by the security camera on the corner of the street, turning around slowly to face the slaughter.

---

"We're recording this, aren't we?"

"Yep," Responded the other Agent, scrolling his finger across the touch-pad laid out beside his keyboard, zooming in on the scene going on in front of it. A strange, but savage and brutal, scene to say the least. Five shapes, too bright to be made out on the camera's quality, piled on a large, leathery-skinned creature. Tearing it up, and spilling what appeared to be a deep green liquid onto the ground.

"Pin down the location and send a clean-up crew, along with a SWAT squad," The other voice said.

The Agent turned to look aside, eyes landing on the propped up iPad, with a face, shrouded in shadow, visible. Several small lights were visible behind the figure, computer monitor power buttons.

"Making it happen, E," He said, rolling across the narrow room, and tapping a command into a laptop that was laid out, his fingers dancing across the keyboard.

"Jesus, these guys are fucking up the street…"

"They'll get their comeuppance soon enough; we'll get the information to start us off with from the Yellow Ranger footage."

"We got a face for her yet?" The Agent asked.

"Working on it."

The Agent nodded slightly, rolling across the room on his swivel-chair, returning to face the screen showing the darkened street. "I think they killed it…"

---

The Light Wolves climbed off of the torn and shredded remains of the Demon, more torn shreds of flesh and blood scattered across the ground. No body part looked like it was meant to, and the club lay scattered to one side of the remains, a rib bone lying beside it.

"I think he's dead," Kyle said, smirking under his helmet.

The others would've rolled their eyes if their Light Wolves hadn't returned to them in that moment. The surge of energy passed through the Howlers, rocking their bodies. Isaac and Natalie fell to one knee, while Matthew stumbled a little. Tanya stayed relatively up straight, though did shake her head a little.

"God.. you had to deal with that when you did it?" Matthew groaned, looking across at Tanya, rubbing the back of his head through his helmet.

"Yep," Tanya answered bluntly, before noticing the corpse of the cyclops slowly descend through the earth, through a portal of black-and-green smoke. "Guys, get ready for shit."

The others looked back, and tensed up in anticipation for what they knew would come.

But they got something on top of what they expected. The cyclops suddenly appeared in the distance, growing in size, larger and larger so he was towering over the skyscrapers, and probably pissed as well, but another portal opened up before the Warriors, and Wolkeins came flooding out, filling the center of the street.

"Look, Matt, you and me get in the 'Zords, and you three," Isaac said, gesturing to Kyle, Natalie and Tanya, "Take these fuckers out."

"Got it," Matthew said, tapping his Howler and said, "MUTT, send the Zords out. We fucking need them."

"Working," MUTT responded shortly, cutting the comms off moments after.

"We'll come join you two when we finish them off - shouldn't take long," Tanya said, before looking to Kyle and Natalie. "Let's get 'em."

They nodded, before turning into blurs of yellow, black and white, the former two mixed with traces of white instead of the usual black, as they ran at the Wolkeins, scattering a number of them aside when they made first contact.

Matthew turned around at a series of howls, before looking at Isaac. "Ready?"

"Waiting on you," Isaac said, running and jumping, landing in his Zord's cockpit.

Matthew rolled his eyes, chuckling faintly before he followed, landing in his own Zord and linking up, cables connecting down his neck and spine. Gritting his teeth and hissing slightly at the spikes of pain, but quickly tried to push that aside.

As the Megazord formed up behind them, Tanya, Kyle and Natalie continued to utterly ruin the Wolkeins. The enhancements of their suits gave them much faster reflexes, and improved strength, as evident when Kyle through a punch at one Wolkeins' gut, and it sent it right through a wall, sending brick shards flying everywhere.

"Shit," He exclaimed, before quickly ducking to avoid another attack from behind, and delivered an elbow to its head. Dislodging it from its place, and sending the rest of the body falling to the ground. He heard movement behind him, and turned.

Shouting out, he ducked as Tanya flying-kicked over him, delivering a double kick to a Wolkeins' chest. The sheer force of the impact set it flying backwards, crashing into another pair before all three crashed through one of the shops' walls, leaving a massive hole in the bricks.

"A bit of a warning, please?" Kyle exclaimed, easily blocking one attack from another Wolkein, delivering a solid head-butt to it. Sending it crumbling to the ground.

"You knew I was coming," Tanya responded, side stepping and tripping up a Wolkein, trying to attack her from behind.

She turned to throw a punch at another rushing Wolkein, but just as it was about to reach her, its body went limp and fell to the ground at her feet. A black-and-white dagger stuck out the back of its head. "Come on guys, pick it up!" Natalie's voice called over the commotion.

As the three continued to slaughter the foot soldiers, above them, Isaac and Matt fought with the cyclops, the Megazord blocking attacks from the club, and delivering attacks of its own in the form of its sword, slicing across the torso.

"Those three are taking a long time," Matthew said, his eyes opening briefly to say this, closing them once again to keep the Megazord's movement as smooth as he could.

"They're doing their job, fucker. Can't say the same for you," Isaac commented, his eyes still closed and focused, as they brought the Megazord back, bringing both hands to hold onto the sword handle, flexing its fingers slowly.

At that moment, three beams of light appeared in the cockpit, revealing the other three Warriors once the light vanished.

"Took you guys long enough," Matt commented dryly as the others hooked up to the Megazords' systems, cables and wires embedding themselves down the spines of three.

"We're here, aren't we?" Tanya commented at Matt, taking a stance similar to his and Isaac's. Kyle and Natalie followed afterwards, reinforcing the stance they held.

That was when Natalie noticed something. "Tanya? Your cables…"

"What about 'em?"

"They're.. glowing."

Tanya glanced back to look at Natalie, before reaching a hand around to grab some of the loose cable length, looking around. Sure enough, the cables connecting down the length of her back were glowing a faint white, whereas normally, they were grey in color. She looked across at Matthew and Isaac, and found that their cables were glowing the same white shade as well, assuming that Kyle and Natalie's cables were the same, since she couldn't see them.

"Think the 'Zords getting an upgrade?" She asked.

"Looks to be," Kyle responded.

From the outside, several panels of the Megazord started to glow a faint white, ranging from panels around the Yellow Gamma Wolf's head, to the back of the White Omega's hands, as well as the chest panels of the Red Alpha.

The five then felt a sudden surge rush through them, forcing them to extend their arms out to the sides, their Howlers growling intensely.. like the Howlers were controlling them, or the Zords were.

The Megazords' arms stretched to the sides, the several panels glowing white to a much brighter shade, making it look like it was a blinding day momentarily. Probably waking up people across the city in the process.

The cyclops growled and raised its hand to block the light, stepping back, crushing a couple of small buildings in the process, small explosions going off.

By the time the light died, the Megazord had a couple of visual differences - several of the panels across the front, glowing slightly. Even the eyes of the Megazord had changed color; a light blue in color, the head tilted up slightly.

The Moon shone down onto it, unobscured by any clouds.

"We're not the only ones with an upgrade," Natalie commented, she, along with the others, lowered the Megazord's head to face the cyclops, noting the small fire breaking out by one of its feet.

A low, rumbling growl vibrated around the five teens; though they felt their Howlers momentarily, finding that it wasn't them.

"Guys.. what's that growling?"

"Ain't my stomach, that's for sure," Matthew muttered.

"Is it the… Zords?" Kyle asked, looking around slowly. The others opened their eyes briefly, looking around the cockpit; glowing a faint white, like the panels.

"Look, we'll finish this and then we can ask questions to MUTT. Right now, let's kill this bitch," Tanya said, closing her eyes and willing the Megazord's movements, joined by the others moments after.

Both hands gripping the handle of the sword, which had changed from a matte black to a matte white, glowing in patches, before they moved towards the cyclops.

And ended up rushing it at speed, the blade arching down and stabbing directly into the chest of the Demon, the blade going through the toughened flesh cleanly, the sharpened tip tearing the flesh of the back, green 'blood' dribbling off of the end.

"Wow!" Isaac exclaimed, his body, along with the others, rocked forward and back from the sudden stop to the momentum, before finding themselves in the position they were in. He hadn't expected them to move thisfar.

Despite this, he helped the others hold the sword in place for a few seconds, as the Demon gagged on its own blood, the club dropping to the ground shortly beforehand. Its free hands grasped at the Megazords' arm and shoulder, clawing desperately for a hold to pull the sword out.

But this proved little effect, as its body slowly fell backwards, the blade slicing further into the body as it was pulled free. It eventually fell off the sword entirely, falling backwards, almost collapsing on a number of buildings.

Black-and-green smoke enveloped the body before it could, however, and it burst into flames, lighting up the sky like it was day outside, flashing for the second time within the battle. The sky was aflame for a few minutes, before the fires died down, revealing that the body was gone.

"Good, fuckers gone and burst into flames. Good. Cool. AWESOME!" Matthew said, exclaiming suddenly as he kicked the base of the small podium before him, snarling in frustration.

At the kick, the growling echoed around the cockpit and it rocked slightly, almost sending Matthew stumbling. He turned his head to the side sharply, before he grunted and rubbed the side of his head.

"Whatever."

"Treat them with some respect, would you?"

Matthew froze when the echoing voice suddenly appeared, looking around. "What?" He asked, trying to pull the cables free from his neck and spine.

The others froze at the voice as well, looking around the cockpit, briefly wondering if that was one of the Zords speaking to them. If that was the case, they needed to make sure they were actually taking Instinct and not some other drug.

They had their answer soon enough.

From a large crystal that was embedded in the ceiling of the cockpit, which none of the Warriors had taken the time to notice, a thick beam of light descended. If the teens were still hooked up to the Megazord's eyes, they could see the moon shining down onto the Megazord once again. Seemingly only on the Megazord.

A thick, opaque beam of white light now stood in place before the Warriors, before it began to warp and morph, shifting into a shape. This wasn't any sort of normal light…

Before the Warriors' eyes, the vague outline of the humanoid shape was visible, stepping forward from the column it had morphed from. It resembled a blank-human shaped, with not unique features, like a Wolkein, but.. it radiated none of the evil that the foot soldiers did.

It took several steps forward, drawing closer to the Warriors; each trying to take a step back, attempting to remove the cables and better defend themselves, in necessary, but that was when it stopped.

And split. Into five of itself.

Two moved to the original's right, two went to the left, the central one looking between the four that had split from it, before focusing its gaze on Isaac. The other four seemed to stare blankly at the other four Warriors, and with no visible eyes, or any eyes at all for that matter, it was a little.. unnerving, to say the least.

The Warriors looked between themselves slowly, almost afraid to avert their gaze from looking back at the.. things, of light. Matthew looked at the 'thing' standing before him, and cautiously raised his hand.

"Don't."

Matthew looked aside at Isaac, who was looking at him, shaking his head slowly. He slowly lowered his hand once again, curling it into a tense fist.

"So you are them?" The central light figure asked, taking a small step closer to Isaac, stopping so it was standing on the other side of the podium to him. "The Wolves… MY Warriors?"

"Y.. You're Zeta?" Isaac asked slowly, briefly glancing to both sides before looking back at the central figure, the other light figures had turned to look at the central one as well.

"In a manner of speaking."

The other figures slowly turned from facing the other Warriors, and returned to the central one; morphing through it, merging into a singular figure once more.

As the last one merged with together, the central, now single, figure of light looked across the five Warriors standing before it. At that moment, for a brief second, the faintest outline of a sleek, smooth wolf head appeared over the 'head' area.

The head tilted slightly, as if pondering, before it turned its head up to the crystal that shone down.

"Too early? Yes…Yes, perhaps…later date, possibly…Yes. Yes…"

The others looked around at each other, wondering who, or what, this figment of light was talking to.. if it was talking to anyone. It turned back to look at the Warriors, before the column of light enclosed the figure once again, vanishing mere moments later.

Above the Megazord, and high in the sky, the Moon, which had been dimmed slightly, brightened significantly. Though it did become more obscured by cloud.

"Um.. what the fuck was that?" Natalie asked, looking at the others from her position at the back.

"Whatever it was... I need to lay off the meth," Matthew muttered, reaching his hand back to tear another couple of cables from the back of his suit.

~Epilogue~

"Nothing on this camera."

"Check the next one."

The agent, a female wearing a pair of black trousers and a black suit jacket over a white blouse, glanced aside at the other agent sitting along the table from her. The agent was staring intently at a pair of the monitors fitted before him, one hand resting on a small mouse, clicking and zooming in on something on the screen.

"Alright.. next camera. Camera 17-TF," The agent replied, tapping the white keyboard that sat before her and opening up the video recording of another camera. The footage opened up on the other monitor the other agent wasn't looking at. "There you go, E."

Agent E glanced at the other screen, clicking the other video to pause and gave his full attention to the new video. "Position?"

"Positioned opposite the street to the hospitals main entrance - usually keeping an eye on the road for speeders."

E nodded slightly, focusing on the screen as the footage played.

For the most part, there wasn't any movement on the screen; the only proof that it was playing was the time moving forward in the bottom corner, but his grey eyes never left the screen, moving slowly across screen.

Movement then caught his eye.

Darting to the position, the bottom right corner of the screen, he saw the back of a woman's head as she walked down the road. Though the quality was bad, he could make out some of the more outlined details.

"That's them," E said suddenly, getting the other agents' attention.

"How can you be sure?" The agent, Elise, asked.

"Same design on the back of the hoodie. Location and timing is too coincidental to be someone else," E responded, before his eyes focused on another point and he gestured to Elise.

"Pause."

Her hand snapped over the mouse, pausing the image.

"Rewind 1.9 seconds."

Elise moved the mouse and rewound the footage slowly, pausing when the requested time had elapsed. E gestured to the screen, and Elise rolled over to look at what he had caught his attention.

And it was staring right at them.

"We've got a face," Elise concluded.

The figure had stopped in the middle of the screen, seemingly for no reason, but had turned to look back at the camera. Looking at it directly; not something either side of it, but directly at the camera.

"Get a face scan going," E instructed, briefly glancing aside at the female beside him.

Elise nodded and moved back to her usual place, tapping at her keyboard. The screen was copied over onto her own, and several scans zoomed in on the face of the woman, digitally isolating the face, and enhancing it.

As she worked away, E turned back to look at screen, the image still plastered on the monitor, leaning in slightly to see if he could get a better look. Something seemed.. off. Might have been that smirk plastered across the digital face. But even then, something didn't.. seem right. She looked at the camera, almost knowingly.

"We've got a name."

Elise's words broke E from his focus, and turned to look at her. "And that name is…?"

"Tanya Steele, his other daughter."

E focused in on her screen, which showed a provisional driver's license, with the same girls face plastered in the top corner, with that usual, unreadable expression they had you pull when your picture was taken.

"We got a picture of her wrist?" Elise asked.

E glanced at her, before he moved over to his computer and tapped the keyboard, switching the screens over to show Elise a screenshot. It was a zoomed in image of the same one she had been analyzing, but instead of the face, it was focused on her torso. With one of her sleeves rolled up, revealing a small part of black and yellow metal.

"We got any confirmation?"

"It's her," E responded with a low exhale, leaning back in his chair.

"We've got one of them.. one of the Rangers."

"Hopefully, she'll lead to the others," E replied. "Get a scan going on the other cameras throughout the city, see what you can find of her."

"What am I looking for exactly?" Elise asked as E got up, walking towards the door of the room.

"Anyone she hangs around, around her age. Around.. four others."