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?

13. Ep 12 - Out of this World

Episode 12 – Out of this World

Hurtling rapidly through space, yet from a distance looked as though it wasn't moving at all, an asteroid floated through the black void. It wasn't that big for an asteroid; barely a couple of miles across, and couldn't have been more than ten miles total circumference. As it slowly moved through space, small chunks broke off from the main body of the asteroid. Normally, gravity would keep the smaller chunks relatively close to the larger mass.

But another, greater force was pulling the smaller chunks away from the main asteroid. As the collective mass of rock continued to drift, it became clear that it was being effected by the gravitational pull of the Earth. A planet of blue seas and green land, half brightly lit up by the massive populations living on the surface.

And as it was pulled closer and closer to the Earth, a faint glow could be seen within thick cracks running throughout the asteroid - a sharp white, almost silver, glow forcing itself through the asteroid, and only growing brighter and stronger the closer it got to Earth.

The asteroid's tracks were being traced, being showed on several screens, large and small, to the number of people working frantically to pinpoint the point of impact for the approaching asteroid. One such screen, looking like an old black-and-green tracer, showed the trajectory of the asteroid's previous path, and several areas where they thought it was going to hit.

"We've been tracking this asteroid for at least three days now. It's been close enough that it should have started coming closer long before now, but something's stopping it from doing so."

E was silent for the moment, looking through the over-looking window, watching the multiple people working out where the asteroid was going to strike, and keeping track of it, voices overlapping one another in that room, but muffled through the glass.

"I may have an idea, but I will need to confirm it before we can assume anything," E eventually replied, turning around to look to the only other person in the room. A relatively middle aged man, around 30, with thick brown hair and matching coloured goatee. A simply black tie was around the white collar of his shirt, with a small 'NASA' logo over the chest pocket.

The other man looked up, and said, "Please, enlighten me to your theory."

"I'm afraid, Dillon, I am not allowed to reveal the nature of my business," E responded, pulling his hands out of his pocket and approached the small table that was to the side of the room, opposite Dillion, and began tapping at a small laptop he had brought with him, a beeping flash drive plugged into the side.

"C'mon, Elijah-"

"I've told you not to call me by my name, Dillon."

Dillon's partially pointing finger dropped slightly at the edge to E's tone, looking at the Agent in a slight look of disbelieve. Yet E didn't return the looks, merely focused on the laptop before him, or looking at the many screens visible through the window.

"Fine. E.. this information hasn't been leaked to the public yet, but that's not going to last long."

"Is that a threat, Dillon?"

"You know I'm unable to successfully threaten you," Dillon sighed, leaning back into his seat, bringing his hand to carefully pinch the bridge of his nose, rubbing his face slowly, lifting his glasses off his face momentarily. "You'd have my ass lit up before I'd get to you."

A small, split-second smirk twitched at E's face, before he replied, "You would be correct."

Dillon went to speak again, but was interrupted when E's phone suddenly started vibrating; considering it was resting on the table, beside the laptop, and the screen flashed with the vibrations. E quickly answered and said, "E speaking."

"E, its Clint. You asked me to go through some of the Lightspeed files you wanted me to go through," Clint's voice came over the phone. Thankfully, to E, he was the only one that could hear.

"And?" E asked, leaning back slightly in his chair.

"Well, I'm still going through it. Seriously, why did they feel the need to print off every single thing they had?" Clint asked. E could hear the faint shuffling of paper in the background of the call.

"Since Lightspeed became compromised after dealing with their own problem, so Mitchell ordered all of their records be stored physically in an isolated warehouse," E responded, getting up from his seat and began pacing around the room. "Did you find what I wanted you to?"

"Yep, the Ranger suit schematics."

"Good, get copies for myself," E ordered. "Keep them at our warehouse, then take the original files back to Lightspeed. I'm going to be in New York, so keep the safe."

"New York? What're you going there for?"

"Business - you'll find out soon enough. Bit too big to cover up," E responded, his voice lowered a little, glancing briefly over his shoulder to Dillon, quickly looking back ahead when he saw Dillon was watching him.

He heard a sigh through the phone, before Clint responded, "Fine. Give me a heads up when you're heading back, OK?"

"Yep," Was E's simple response, before hanging up and slipping his phone back into his pocket. He looked at the several screens through the window briefly, seeing that they were all showing the same general idea of where the asteroid was going to hit.

"Keep me updated on any chances," E instructed, closing the screen of his laptop and tucked it up under his arm, removing the flash drive and putting it in his pocket beforehand.

"Not like I have much of a choice, what with your Division things," Dillon replied dryly, leaning back into his chair and bringing one hand to rest in his trouser pocket.

E merely shook his head for a moment, before he briskly left through the door, leaving Dillon by himself momentarily, and the silence was starting to get thick already. "Damn you, Elijah…" He muttered under his breath, getting out of his seat and walking out of the room about five minutes after E.

---

"I've been tracking the progress of the asteroid for some time now; by the looks of it, you were correct, Savage. This asteroid is housing some sort of energy source, like the other Howlers."

MUTT moved the images on his screen to the larger screen embedded in the wall, showing Savage and the Warriors standing in the centre of the Den behind him. While Savage was standing beside MUTT, however, the Warriors themselves had scattered themselves around the Den.

Isaac and Tanya were sat to one side, the latter carefully draping her arms around Isaac's shoulders, looking over his shoulder at something on his phone. Tanya's cheek idly brushed against Isaac's ever so often. While most may simply see this as a very close friendly gesture, Kyle knew otherwise.

Said teen glanced at the two every once and a while, between them and his phone as he tried to look up anything interesting, but all that was in his news feed was the damn asteroid MUTT was going on about. Meanwhile, Natalie and Matthew were to another side; Natalie had decided to bring a pack of cards with her when they came to the Den next, since on more than one occasion, at least one of them had been bored out of their minds.

There was one time Matthew and Isaac almost tried fighting, just to relieve the boredom of being stuck here.

Natalie glanced over her cards as Matthew studied his, briefly flinching his gaze up to look at Natalie.

"Hit me."

Natalie smirked slightly, before moving a hand and picking a card up from the deck that sat between them, flipping it over slowly and handing it over to the other teen.

"Fuck me," She heard Matthew mutter under his breath, slowly adding the latest card, a Nine of Clubs, to the other three he had fanned out before him. His expression twisted slightly in annoyance, glancing up at Natalie once again. "Can I change cards?"

"You lose," Natalie smirked, laying her pair of cards on the table - a Queen of Hearts, and an Ace.

Matthew glared up at Natalie, before throwing his cards onto the table; the Nine had pushed him way over 21.

"And the estimated point of impact is…. 4017'56.1''N, 7250'25.4''W. 100 kilometres from the shore of Long Island, New York," MUTT eventually said, tapping one final key to bring up the coordinates he said aloud. Pulling up a map to show the beeping, flashing red light just off the shore of Long Island.

"We're going New York?" Matthew asked, getting up from his seat. He really needed a distraction from losing to Natalie at cards.. again.

"Some of you are. We cannot leave Pax Valley undefended anymore. The last time you left to collect Zords, Batibat and Fear tore apart one of your hospitals further, and were we lucky that they stopped before they had a chance to cause more damage," Savage said, turning around to look around at the teens. "So, only two of you will be going."

"Me and Isaac can go," Tanya volunteered, unwrapping her arms from around Isaac's shoulders, and got to her feet. Isaac perked his head up at the mention of his name, before looking around, quickly putting together what was asked.

"Yeah, me and Tanya can go Long Island," He added.

"No."

All of the Warriors seemed to perk up when Savage simply, but firmly stated this, as though it was fact. "Tanya, you are to stay here. Natalie, you are to accompany Isaac."

"Uh... OK?" Natalie said, a bit surprised by Savage's suggestion, briefly glancing to Isaac and Tanya as she got up, flicking a few strands of her hair behind her ear.

"Tanya, Matthew and Kyle are to stay here, should Horror send one of his Demons, or Zeta forbid, Fear or Batibat. We will keep the two of you updated on anything regarding the asteroid," Savage instructed, stepping down from beside MUTT and into the middle of the Den.

Isaac looked back at Tanya briefly, seeing a faint flash of annoyance across her expression, before she shook her head and moved away from standing beside him, walking around Savage to join the other two guys. Natalie did the same as Tanya, going over to join Isaac in where he stood.

"So, we going now or what?" Isaac asked, breaking through the silence the seven of them were standing in.

"Not quite yet. MUTT, go get them," Savage said, looking back around to look and gesture for MUTT.

The robot pulled himself away from the computers and keyboards, and quickly disappeared through a sliding door beside the main station he was working at.

"What's he getting?" Matt asked, gesturing to the door MUTT had passed through to get.. whatever Savage had asked him to get.

"You'll see," Was the only response they got.

Not even a full minute later, the door slid open once again, and MUTT walked through, only this time, he was carrying at least four blades across his forearms. At second glance, Tanya noticed that they seemed to be of the same design of hers.

The others seemed to notice, too, and all straightened their posture slightly. MUTT came to a stop beside Savage, who took the top most blade from the small pile, identical to Tanya's, a large curved blade with two holes in the back of the steel to act as handles and grips, and the metal itself had a faint tint of red to it.

"I figured you could all do with an upgrade," Savage said, flicking the blade around slowly so that he was offering the grips for Isaac to take. Isaac briefly glanced up to the wolf, before taking the blade's handles and taking it under his own strength, quickly adjusting his grip when it felt heavier than he had expected.

"Took you long enough to give us ours," Matthew commented, yet had a wild smile across his face as he took his blade, looking over the blue-tinted steel briefly.

"It required me going to the Valley of the Dead, where you encountered the Rogues," Savage responded, handing both Natalie and Kyle's blades to them, tinted white and black, respectively.

"It'll take some getting used to, these," Natalie commented, her fingers tapping against the steel of the blade. Kyle had taken a few steps back, seeing what the blade felt like when he was swinging it with both hands.

"You should get going now. I've estimated the time of impact to be 22 minutes from now," MUTT suggested. On the screen, they could see the estimated area of impact narrowing down.

"Isaac, Natalie. Go," Savage ordered, turning back around to look at the screen briefly again. But looked back at the two again, just as the four handed out blades slowly faded into light and fed itself into the four Howlers of the Warriors. Once completely gone, Natalie and Isaac glanced at one another.

MUTT tapped at the keyboards before him, and moments later, Isaac and Natalie were enveloped in light and, shortly afterwards, vacant from the Den.

"Next time shit like this goes down, I want in," Matthew said bluntly, gesturing to where Isaac had been standing, while looking to Savage.

---

"Master.. you summoned me?" Batibat asked, already lowered onto one knee and her gaze hard on the ground. She knelt before the podium with the pedant sitting upon it, which had cracks glowing along the surface. They seemed brighter, and deeper in the caged gem than before.

"Do you not feel it? The power.. their Gods' power.. it is drawing closer to this planet. One that has not been on this planet.. for quite some time…"

"I.. I'm afraid I do not feel what you speak of, Master," Batibat said quietly, her cast still firmly looking downward, focusing on one specific crack among the many that littered the floor.

A low, earthly growl came from the pendant at this statement from his Warlord, causing Batibat to briefly move back, before it died down and returned to speaking.

"You are.. to go to the Human Realm.. and get the source.. when it lands on the planet. And bring it to me. Its power.. will be able to release me from this tomb."

"Yes, Master… Of course, Master," Batibat quickly said, pulling herself to her feet slowly but kept her gaze looking downward. "I won't be able to use the human form I took before, Master; the Warriors know."

"Then use another form…" The booming voice of Horror growled, like it was the most obvious thing in the Realm to do.. most likely because it was.

"Yes, Master," Batibat quickly replied, taking a small step backward before turning around briskly, the glowing light from the pedant started to die down, eventually fading into nothing altogether. Moments later, a green-and-black portal tore its way through in front of her.

Batibat briefly glanced over her shoulder at the podium, before righting her gaze to the portal and quickly walked through it. Passing through it silently and passing into the Human Realm as the portal closed itself up behind her.

---

Isaac and Natalie stepped forward from the columns of their respective coloured lights. A few weeks ago, they probably would have still been struggling getting used to the sudden shift, but now, they were accustomed to the violent rocking and shifting that they went through.

"So, this is Long Island, huh?" Isaac asked, taking a few steps forward, looking around. It seemed like they had landed someone relatively high, considering they were looking down at several buildi-

"Shit!"

Natalie quickly rushed forward to grab the back of Isaac's collar, pulling him back forcefully so he went flying back onto the floor, and as it turned out, the roof of the building.

"…That, would explain it," Isaac said slowly, pushing himself back onto his feet again and moved forward a few steps, albeit more carefully than the previous time. He peered down the edge of the building, finding they were relatively high up, yet the sound and smell of salt and the sea was so plain and clear in his head, he was sure his hearing would be effected.

Shaking his head briefly, Isaac looked around and found just how close they were to the sea - their building couldn't have been more than ten blocks from the water's edge. Probably why he could hear it so well.

"I'd expected this place to be rougher; New York after all."

"Just because one place is rough, doesn't mean the whole area is," Natalie countered, slowly walked over to stand alongside Isaac before the edge of the building. But something caught her eye, and she looked up with widening eyes.

"Uh, Isaac…?"

"New York's a rough place, Nat. Hell, I'm British and I know to stay away from some areas."

"Isaac."

"I mean, sure, England's no better, what with the South of London being a place where you'd probably get stabbed if you look at someone the wrong way."

"Isaac!"

Natalie grabbed the front of his shirt and jerked him to the side slightly, getting him to look at what had caught her eye. Though he briefly went to complain to her at her rough movements, he caught what she was trying to get him to see.

And his eyes widened as well.

Though it was small and distant, the sheer brightness being produced was enough to catch anyone's attention. Even if you weren't fully looking directly at it, your eyes would have been drawn to it.

The bright white streaked across the distant sky, breaking through the clouds that overhung the distant sky, as it suddenly and violently vanished below the horizon.

And as quickly as it had appeared, the streak had completely disappeared. But immediately after the flash disappeared, a cataclysmic-style explosion rang out across the sky. Isaac and Natalie's hands flew to cover their ears, in a vain attempt to preserve their senses. But it proved little to block the noise, as windows of the buildings around them shattered and the very walls and ceilings started to shake, as if threatening to collapse.

Thankfully, they didn't and the worst damage done, up to this point, was the shattered windows and a few blaring car alarms.

"…I'm guessing that that's what we're going to be going after," Natalie said after a few moments of silence, glancing across at Isaac momentarily as she pulled her hands from the side of her head. He had already taken his hands away from his ears, despite a loud ringing still echoing throughout his head, and was looking over the edge of the building. Evidently, something had caught his attention.

Taking a small step towards him, Natalie glanced down and scanned the streets briefly, but it wasn't the sight that caught her attention.

It was a smell. Metallic, but.. deeper. More intense than simple officers, which just had a brief flash of metal smell but smelled earthier. This, however, had layers and layers of metal-scents - it had been a while, for whoever was the source.

Her eyes snapped over to several possible sources, before her eyes landed on a familiar sight that brought a sinking feeling to her gut - a black SUV.

"Shit."

"What is it?" Isaac asked, briefly glancing at her and turning his eyes back to the roads short after.

"That black SUV. It smells like the one that we saw with the police in Pax after that Uber-Wolkein."

"'Uber-Wolkein?'"

"Fuck off, better than what MUTT would have called it," Natalie shot back.

Isaac briefly smirked, before focusing on the SUV Natalie pointed out. His eyes briefly looked around the vehicle, trying to look for any driver or occupant that was hanging around.

"Best be on our guard then, huh?" Isaac asked, slowly rolling his Howler-covering sleeve up to reveal the device firmly clasped around his wrist. Though faint, Natalie noticed what looked like speckles of dried blood on the skin around the tightly-gripped Howler.

"So, your plan?" Natalie asked, rolling her own sleeve up.

"I'm going to get out there, in my Zord, and try and get out there before the shitstorm from that impact effects here. You, meanwhile, are going to keep an eye on things. If that SUV means something from Pax is here following us, it means that they know about the Crystal as well."

"Wait, you're telling me to stay here?" Natalie asked, both astonished and aggravated. "And what do you mean 'Shitstorm'? It's already hit! didn't you hear the explosion?"

"That was the asteroid breaking through the atmosphere, and that'll be the least of our worries soon," Isaac said, tapping his Howler briefly before pressing the main crystal. Instantly, he was encased in red light. Seconds later, the light faded and he was in his Red Alpha form.

"Don't worry, I'll call for you if I need you," Isaac assured. But Natalie had her arms crossed, glaring at Isaac.

"I'm going to kick your ass when we get back to Pax," Natalie responded flatly, jagging Isaac's chest with her finger. But he simply chuckled and brushed her hand aside.

"I'll make a time," He replied, before another blast rang out. Looking back, the two saw a large shape falling from the sky, and forcefully landed in the water not too far from the edge of Long Island shore. Water went flying upward, coming back down to create large waves heading towards the shore. Luckily, they were nowhere near as potentially damaging as others. When the water somewhat settled, it was revealed to be the Red Alpha Zord, water sloshing against the large body, the legs and the tail tip.

"My ride's here."

Natalie watched as Isaac jumped into the air and quickly vanished in the cockpit of the Red Alpha, a brief flash of light forming when he entered, leaving her on the roof of the building, before she too tapped her Howler's crystal and was enclosed in her White Omega armor.

"Smartass," She muttered, before she walked to the opposite side of the building and looked down the side. Seeing an emergency ladder/staircase, she casually stepped off of the edge of the building and fell through the air.

The metal warping under her feet upon landing, the steel groaning at the impact. Yet she didn't take the time to notice, as she quickly walked down the metal stairs and dropping off the last step onto the ground.

"Where's this fucker from Pax?" She asked herself, carefully walking through the alley. She knew she needed to be careful, now she was in her armor. God only knows they needed to be careful.

All of them did.

---

The police were having a hard time controlling the civilians' location with the appearance of the Red Wolf Zord landing in the shore. Some wanted to run as far away as possible, running through every nook and cranny of the area. So they had to be stopped. Some, however, decided that they wanted to try and get closer.

Pulling phones out and tried getting a shaky picture; so they had to push more officers to the front to hold them back, from getting any closer to the water.

One officer broke off from the rest after an order from his superior, quickly jogging up a small set of stairs and through an alley to get to the other side. "Sir," He said, slowly coming to a stop when he saw a man standing at a large railing, designed to stop people throwing themselves off the edge of the harbour.

E turned to look at the officer, hands still gripping the rusty railing, before turning back to look at the Red Wolf Zord. It's mass of metal standing high, despite the depth of the water it had landed in, and a brief flash of white to the head caught his attention.

"What is it?"

"Sir, would you like us to do anything about the Zord?" The officer asked, one hand resting on the grip of his holstered pistol. Keeled over slightly, trying to regain his breath.

"What can you do? Your guns can't do shit against the Rangers. What do you think it's going to do against their Zords?" E asked bluntly, looking at the officer again briefly. He could see the aggravation dance across the officer's face. "Go back to protect the civilians, officer. My men have it from here."

Though a moment's hesitation seemed to take the officer, he eventually departed wordlessly, leaving E by himself, watching as the Red Wolf Zord started to move off all of a sudden, its limbs moving slowly through the water, creating large waves as it moved away.

"Sir, what do you want to do?"

E looked over his shoulder again, and saw one of the D-13 soldiers approaching from behind. If he remembered correctly, he was.. Prince? Price? Yeah, Price.

"Captain," E greeted curtly, nodding slightly. Price came to a stop before E, arms clasped behind his back. "Keep your men stationed here for now."

"But sir," Price responded, "What about the asteroid? I thought we were going to get that. What if the Rangers get there first?"

"It makes our job a lot easier," E explained. "Get them to do the dirty work for us, and take it from them when they get back."

"I'm sorry sir, but I don't think it'll be that easy."

"Captain Price, you seem to forget these Rangers we're dealing with. They're always in pairs, whenever we've encountered them. Canada, Pax Valley.. they've always been in pairs when they go somewhere. So, more than likely, they'll be at least two of them. One of them, clearly, is in that Zord; meaning, one of them must be hanging around here."

"Would you like us to search around for the other Ranger?" Price asked, hands slowly slipping around the grips of his rifle, hanging around his chest.

E rolled his eyes slowly at Price's eagerness to bring the fire, probably why he had Clint brought to his go-to person. "Just.. take them around, but don't engage. Last thing we need is another media shitstorm on us," E instructed. "We've already got them scrambling for info after Canada, so try and be subtle, OK?"

"Understood sir," Price nodded, briefly saluting before walking away, and began talking into his radio. "Alpha, Bravo, and Echo teams. Meet with me at the front of the Plaza."

E rolled his eyes, shaking his head briefly as he turned his attention back to the Red Wolf Zord. By this point, it had walked a considerable distance into the water, and was nearly submerged entirely under water. Only the red-and-silver head was partially visible, but that was slowly disappearing.

He watched as it finally disappeared below the water, like something from a Godzilla movie, only more robot, and less giant lizard. "Damn Rangers," He muttered under his breath, shaking his head slowly, bringing his hand up to rub the front of his face.

---

Several D-13 soldiers walked together, the roads cut off from letting any vehicle within the restricted area. The same had tried to be done with the civilians, but they always seemed to find a way to get around the blockades. But they'd leave that for the police to deal with.

They had more important things to deal with right now.

"You two, take the alley. You and you, opposite alley. Davis, with me," Price ordered, gesturing to both alleys briefly. Two groups split up, four in total moving to different alleys while one remained with Price as they moved to support one of the pairs approaching an alley.

Thankfully, the streets were empty, save for a few cars parked at the side of the road. All of the civilians were busy at the coast.

"Anything on the scanners?" Price asked.

One of the D-13's with him checked their forearms, where a small screen was visibly in the sleeve of the armoured top, with several graphs and charts slightly altering every other second.

"Nothing down here, sir."

"Sir! We've got something!"

Price quickly looked around to the other pair, and gestured for Davis to accompany him. The two male soldiers stayed as they were, as Price and Davis moved to the other pair. Price tapped the screen on his own forearm, and saw the scans were picking up small fluctuations, much too small for what the Rangers produced, but enough to get Price's curiosity going…

Silently gesturing for the other two, Price slowly raised his rifle to point down the alley as he pointed to two of the soldiers, and gestured down the alley. The two slowly moved into the alley, unfortunately for them, the sun was in such a position that cast the depths of the alley in shadow.

"Don't go too far guys," Price warned, making sure to keep the scope of his rifle aimed at the spot between the two soldiers as they moved down the alley. Eventually, they were out of his line of sight.

But that wasn't to last long.

One of the soldiers went flying backwards, hurtling through the air as he yelled out. He flew over the other soldiers, who instinctively ducked, as he collided with the opposite wall. The bricks cracked upon impact, and the limp body fell to the ground.

"Richard!" Davis exclaimed, as he and another rushed over to assess the damage done, and whether or not they could save him. Price and the other soldier turned back to look in the alley, and saw, and heard, several shots get fired. Bullets ricocheted off of the alley walls, before the rifle was seen flying back towards them, toppling over multiple times before coming to rest at Price's feet.

"Ethan! Ethan, what's going on?!" Price shouted, adjusting the grip on his rifle as he and the other soldier steadied their aim.

The only response he got was a faint shout, as if struggling to breath.

"Fuck this. Fire," Price ordered, taking the safety off.

"Sir, Ethan-"

"Fire!"

Small bursts came from his rifle, bullets flying into the alley, hoping to hit something. Preferably not Ethan, but if it came to that.. as long as they got the source. Though a moment's hesitation followed, the other soldier fired into the alley as well, bullets pinging off the walls and anything else that was in the alley.

Unexpectedly, they got something thrown back at them. Ethan's body.

The armour padding he wore was riddled with bullets, and torn in sections, which became clearer when it eventually come to rest beside his weapon. Several large cuts covered the exposed face, the helmet thrown away somewhere in the alley, and had several sections across his torso looked crushed, like a great force had punched his torso.

"Shit," The other soldier said, quickly kneeling to try and assess the damage to Ethan's unmoving body. Price grit his teeth slightly, grinding them together, before looking back down the alley. Stepping around the kneeling solider and body, he moved into the alley and fired another round of shots into the alley blindly.

It seemed the bullets hit nothing, but from the shadows behind a large pile of discarded waste, a clawed hand shot forward and grabbed Price by the throat, sending him pressing against the wall, held two feet above the ground.

"Captain!" The soldier shouted, coming to the conclusion of Ethan's fate, the injures were fatal. When he got no response, he shouted, "Captain!" louder.

Still no response.

He went to move forward into the alley, but something struck him in the chest and sent him stumbling back, suddenly breathing sharply, looking down to find a small, organically-designed dagger sticking into his chest, slicing through the body armour like it was nothing.

His rifle dropping to the ground, the soldier fell onto his back. Blood slowly seeping through his armour, forming a small pool around the side of his torso.

Davis and the only other remaining soldier quickly looked down the alley, rifles raised and ready. Their squad had been reduced to the two of them, and they didn't fancy their chances right now, despite all their armour and ammunition.

"Fuck this, I'm notifying E," Davis said, pulling out his radio and pressed onto the button.

But before he could speak a word, two more daggers came flying from the alley, sending the other solider flying back and Davis to the ground, falling onto his back, the dagger lodged through his forehead.

In a matter of minutes, the group of soldiers had been reduced to bodies littering the street, and the dark entity that was the source of all this quickly rushed out of the alley, keeping to the shadows casted by the sun, moving at speeds impossible for humans to reach.

---

"MUTT, I can actually go underwater with this thing can't I?"

The silence of the water around the visor to the Red Alpha Zord's eyes, allowing Isaac to see what was in front of him, but the only thing he really needed to be careful of was the terrain and any large school of fish that didn't move out of his way.

"You will be more than comfortably able to go out in the water at your current depth, as well as the depth of the Crystal's signal."

"Good, didn't want to get there, go out and end up getting crushed. That might fuck me up for life," He responded flatly, his movements slow and robotic to keep the structure steady. Despite MUTT's guarantee that the Zords were safe to go deep underwater, he wanted to wait until he could see it for himself.

"Hey, MUTT. If, by the odd chance, Isaac does get crushed and left at the bottom of the ocean, do I get promoted to Alpha?" Isaac heard the distinctive voice of Matthew in the background of the comms.

"How about you suck one, Matt?" He asked dryly.

"Ah, don't feel bad Matt. He's just unsure of which way he swings," Kyle's voice came over the comms. Isaac had a pretty good feeling that MUTT wanted to cut the comms, but the other teens wanted to have it open as they had a casual conversation.

"Whatever, guys."

He heard a snigger over the static of the comms, but brushed it off as he looked around slowly. The wires moving with his slight movements, his arms moving back and forth slowly, in sync with his walking. "This is fucking cool. Like Pacific Rim."

"Except without the Godzilla fuckers."

"Kaiju," He heard Kyle correct.

"They're hardly Jaegers, Kyle," Tanya said.

"Eh, there'll be a wolf-themed on in the sequel," Kyle waved off.

"Enough chatter. Cut the comms."

Savage's voice broke over the others, before Isaac heard the faint static of the comms getting sliced from him.

"Great," Isaac muttered under his breath, before realizing he had come to a stop while chatting with the others. He slowly started moving again, building up a steady rhythm to walk along the seafloor. Several readings across his visor kept him up to date with the latest info, including water pressure and depth.

A small map suddenly grew from the side of his visor, and a small blip indicated what he was looking for, just a few kilometres away. Keeping the momentum up, the Zord covered the distance in little over fifteen minutes.

Just a few hundred meters away from the source, Isaac removed the HUD from his visor and managed to look through the Zord's eyes, a brightly glowing silver was over the ridge. If it was visible at this distance, in this depth, Isaac was glad for the built-in sunglasses with the visor.

"Right, let's get this fucker and head back to Pax," Isaac said to himself, lightly tapping the small console before him, before getting the Zord to start moving again. The distance was quickly closed, the Zord climbing the incline, its metallic claws digging into the ocean floor.

Finally, the Zord reached the source of the readings and the glowing, despite the automatic adjustments to his visor, as well as the Zord's visor, Isaac still raised his hand slightly to block the light from his eyes, the cables connecting to his arm brushing against his side faintly.

"Fuck, that's bright," He uttered, making a few small adjustments to his visor before moving closer. Savage and MUTT had been helpful enough to give instructions on how he was to collect the Crystal and the remains of the asteroid.

Unfortunately, they decided to give contradictory points, and MUTT used some words that Isaac had no idea what actually meant, and that robot voice of his didn't help matters either. But he felt he remembered enough to get through this.

When the light finally started to dim, as the Wolf Zord started to move over the actual source, and Isaac carefully manoeuvred one of the front paws over the glowing source. If it were a real wolf, and on land, it looked as though the wolf was raising an injured paw.

"Alright, Isaac. Don't fuck this up," He said to himself, as he slowly lowered the paw down over the crystal, acting as a vacuum, sucking up the Silver Crystal and several of the broken up parts of the asteroid. Amazed they had survived, both entry through the atmosphere and the impact with the water. The chunks of rock and the crystal moved up the now hollow leg, and began to pool in the torso of the Wolf Zord, like it was its stomach.

"MUTT, its Isaac. I've got the crystal, heading back to Long Island now," Isaac said over the comms, turning the Zord around and began the journey back to the shore. A small feed showing him that the crystal was getting fed up tubes, separated from the space rock, and heading up to the cockpit.

"Good, get back to shore as soon as possible. We cannot teleport you or the Zord until you are above sea level."

"Bit of a shit design," Isaac muttered. Luckily, the comms had cut off quickly after MUTT's words. He got a small notification, telling him that the Silver Crystal was just about to appear through the podium before him.

Slowly, a small panel opened up in the centre of the podium, and Isaac flinched momentarily at the sheer brightness breaking through the crystal. It took a few seconds for his visor to become adjusted to the light, but it allowed him to get a look at the source, first hand.

As he had expected, it was a simple, glowing clear gem, barely the size of a couple of coins stacked up. But the light produced from it gave it a slight silver vibe to it. "All this, just for this damn thing? What makes this one so special?" He asked himself, slowly reaching a hand forward to grab the gem.

But the moment his fingers started closing around the gem, silver light shone from the crystal, covering Isaac's body and filled the cockpit with bright light. He wouldn't be surprised if it turned out, they could be seen from the surface. He shouted out in alarm and mild pain, bringing his other arm across his eyes to block the light, releasing the crystal.

It came to rest on the podium, just as before, and as soon as the light shone, it vanished. His breath quickening a little bit, Isaac lowered his arm again and whispered, "What the fuck?" looking around in bewilderment. He quickly glanced at his wrist, the Howler, and he wasn't sure if he was just hearing things, but a faint growling was coming from the red crystal situated in his Howler.

"O... K.. gonna need to ask MUTT about that," Isaac uttered, before leaving the crystal were it sat on his podium and focused on getting to the shore as quickly as possible. "Nat, I'm on the way back. Things all good on Long Island?"

"Not exactly!" The frantic tone of Natalie's voice gave that away immediately.

"Why? What's going on?" He asked.

"Fear decided to show up!"

---

E turned his head slightly, something getting his attention. A brief beep had sounded, but was cut off as soon as it had started. He looked at the small radio attached to his belt, and he noticed the small light on the top was flashing green.

Someone was trying to get to him, but why had the beeping stopped?

Grabbing the radio, E raised it up to him and asked, "Hello? Who is trying to contact E?" while pressing the button. But all he got was static as a response, even waiting for a full minute, nothing came on.

"Report," He ordered. Again, just static. "Dammit," He grunted, before switching radio frequencies and asked, "Brave team, come in. Have you found anything?"

"No sir," Was the response he got a few seconds later.

"Well, what about the other teams? Alpha and Echo? They find anything?" E asked.

"Echo team have reported in so findings, sir, but we haven't heard anything from Alpha team so far."

"Is Captain Price with Alpha team?"

"Yes sir," The solider confirmed.

E flexed his fingers briefly around the radio, grinding his teeth slowly before he responded, "Well, see if you can find their location."

"Understood, sir. Moving now."

With that, E cut the radio chatter and put the radio back on his belt. Seeing that the Wolf Zord had yet to surface, the water starting to calm down after it had moved below eye sight, E turned around and began walking down the road.

He figured Price didn't tell the other groups, that he'd told E where he was going to check first. Now he just needed to get there, but he needed to make a quick stop first.

Jogging down the road briefly, he turned the corner and headed towards his SUV, parked up on the curb, hazard lights blinking every few seconds. Unlocking the car upon reaching it, E opened the back door and leaned in, throwing several items off of the seat and into the foot well.

Finally, he found what he was looking for and pulled himself back out of the truck, closing the door. This revealed the black suitcase that was in one hand, and something he stuffed into his jacket pocket. A brief looked over both shoulders followed, before E quickly walked down the road again, quickly moving on the sidewalk and walked along the streets.

E walked past several streets, crossing the vacant roads as he drew nearer to where he hoped Price was, looking inconspicuous, just a man in a coat carrying his suitcase. But as he was about to reach the area he was sure Price said he'd investigate himself, he heard something down one of the roads.

Pausing mid-step, leaving him in the middle of the road before he quickly moved onto the sidewalk and began walking down the road, the sound growing clearer, and he could make out individual grunts from a pair of individuals. Slowing down to stand against the corner, the sound of grunts and yells, punches landing against one another, one of which was slightly altered, giving a robotic tone to it.

"Ranger…" E whispered under his breath, pressing himself against the wall carefully and leaned over to look around the corner the slightest bit. But the moment he did, he quickly pulled back to avoid something striking the wall near where he was, a brick shattered, littering derby across the path.

Giving it a few seconds, E looked around the corner again, and finally managed to get a good enough look at the scene playing in front of him.

The White Ranger was moving across the street, a large blade, the metal tinted an off white, in her hands and swinging across her reach, blocking and giving attacks to the Bronze-armoured creature, pale stone skin across the bold head, who threw attacks back of its own, one hand with a large sword, and the other keeping small daggers between the fingers, acting as throwing knives.

E's eyes briefly looked down, and saw that the intact knife sat among the shattered brick, quickly crouching down, and pulling his other hand out of the pocket. Revealing that it had a thick, grey glove on, several cables working up the sleeve, and possibly beyond. He reached for the knife, and carefully picked it up, opening the suitcase at his other side at the same time.

As he went to put the knife in the special padding, and close the case back up, the White Ranger's altered voice shouted out.

"Fear decided to show up!"

He looked up, and saw the bronze-armoured creature had been thrown into the wall across the street, creating an indent in the side of the building, and the White Ranger had her Morpher to her helmet's mouth piece. But mere moments passed before this 'Fear' decided to rush from the wall and collide with the Ranger. The momentum carrying the Ranger across the street, colliding into both the side of a car and into the wall of a business.

Instantly, the car alarm started blaring, and the wall of the building looked about ready to collapse. E quickly pulled the radio out from the side of his belt, and activated it. "All D-13 units. Report to Kreamer Street, Ranger sighted. Do not engage. I repeat, do NOT engage."

---

The Red Alpha Zord broke through the water surface, sending large waves to the shore as it rose up. Bit by bit, more and more of the Red Alpha Zord's body was revealed, water coming out from small ports, like a metal waterfall.

Before it had fully breached the water, a flash of light appeared on top of the head, and a brief blur of red streaked across the sky towards the shore.

---

Natalie ducked from the latest attack, but missed the knee to her chest. The force sent her back a few feet, trying to catch the breath that had been forced out of her, but quickly raised her blade to block the sword. Fear pressed down his sword against Natalie's, the crossed blades barely an inch from her visor.

"You Warriors have been a pain in my side for too long," Fear growled, his eyes narrowed and teeth grit, as he kicked back and sent strikes of his sword to the White Warrior, but Natalie managed to block them, sparks flying when she blocked the side strikes.

"If your Master knew better, he'd probably give up the first time," Natalie snapped, managing to land a kick to Fear's chest armour. The force sent the Demon stumbling across the street, only coming to a stop when he fell against a car.

A low growl came from the Demon, and one hand slowly started to clench around the car bonnet, the metal warping under the strength. Throwing his sword to one side, Fear dropped to one knee and grabbed the underside and edge of the car's side, the metal warping and reforming under his grip.

Natalie watched, taking a slight step back, as Fear brought the car up and raised it above his head as though he was simply lifting an empty box.

"I have NO Master!" He shouted, before taking one step forward, using this momentum to throw the car across the street, towards Natalie.

She quickly jumped into the air just in time as the car came crashing down on the spot she had been standing mere moments later. Something must have sparked in the fuel tank, because a sudden explosion rocked the street moment later. Alarms started blaring all across the street as Natalie landed. She briefly looked back to the burning wreck behind her, but quickly looked back.

Only to be met with a punch to her helmet, sending her to the ground, the back of her head striking the ground forcefully. The disorientation was enough for Fear to take advance, quickly standing over Natalie, and bending down to grab her throat. A surprised gasp came from Natalie, her hands flying to grab Fear's wrists.

But despite her improved strength, thanks to the Howler, Fear's grip around her neck was unmoving and only tightened. She tried kicking her legs out from underneath Fear, but failed to move him again.

"You forget your place, human.. you should be grovelling at my feet, begging for mercy. And you dare think yourself worthy of speaking of me, like I have a Master… You are not worthy of the soil you walk on."

The more and more Fear spoke, the tighter the grip around Natalie's throat became, lifting her up a few inches, before slamming her back down into the street. Cracks formed around the two, chunks of tarmac coming loose. And still, Natalie tried to pry Fear's hands off.

But Fear didn't expect her sudden releasing one hand and clawed at his face, catching his eye, and a couple of the spines across his left cheek. He shouted, quickly bringing one hand down on her helmet. The force sent it striking the ground again, a noticeable crack forming down her visor.

"You don't know when to give up, do you Human?" He snarled, his fingers starting to dig into the skin under the armour.

He surely would have pierced the armour eventually, and broken through the skin and neck armour if a red blur hadn't bashed into his side, sending him hurtling through the air and into the side of a building. Smashed bricks littered the other sidewalk, and Fear was nowhere to be seen.

Only when she saw a silver, black and red coloured glove was offered to her, did she noticed that Isaac was standing over her. Her breath still a bit heavy, she pushed herself onto her elbows and took his hand. Together, they managed to pull Natalie up to her feet.

"You OK?" Isaac asked, patting her shoulder and standing at her side briefly.

"I've been better," Natalie replied, rubbing her neck slowly. "Thought humans were the only ones that had choking fetishes."

Despite the helmet, Natalie could tell Isaac was giving her a strange look, but she merely chuckled in response, though ended up coughing a few times afterwards.

But they were both brought out of their little chat when the sound of groaning metal caught their attention. They both turned to their right, and Natalie quickly pushed Isaac away and threw herself back. The two barely missed a flying pickup truck as it sailed past them, its front smashing into the ground and flipping over multiple times. It finally came to a stop when it smashed into more cars further down the road.

Isaac quickly picked himself up, and barely drew his two-handed blade before Fear was upon him. Sparks showering down onto his forearms when the swords struck one another, grinding a short distance.

"Miss me, Fucker?" Isaac asked, tensing his arms and began pushing himself up off of his knees, getting one foot under him, and gradually got the other one under him as well. Upon reaching his full height, he and Fear glared at one another; the latter of which had his teeth bared, his black eyes narrowed.

Fear quickly turned when he heard slight movement to his other side, and quickly pulled one hand away from his sword handle, drew another blade from his back and blocked a side attack from Natalie, the blade wedging itself in the ground, the white, curved blade striking at knee-level. Natalie glared up when Fear looked at her, flexing his fingers around both handles.

"Rather interesting predicament we have here."

All three beings, both Warrior and Demon, looked down the street.

There, standing in the middle of the street, not too far from the wrecked car Fear threw moments earlier, was a trench-coat wearing human, one hand in his pocket and the other holding a suitcase. But his scent was what caught Natalie's attention.

"He's the one that stinks of that Black SVU; he was at Pax with that Wolkein," She said, briefly glancing at Isaac.

Fear snarled lowly, pushing both of the Warriors away from him, and spun the blades in his hand and sheathed the shorter of the two. Natalie and Isaac quickly righted themselves, and went to strike Fear again, now he was seemingly distracted by the human, but they paused when they picked up weapons getting cocked and primed.

Looking behind them, several armed, weapons drawn D-13 soldiers were standing in a line, filling up the width of the street and slowly moving towards them, stopping before they got too close.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Isaac hissed, turning back to look at the trench-coat wearing human. "Get out of here."

"That isn't going to happen. Now why don't you tell me which one of you or your friend, Natalie, has what we're after."

Both Warriors suddenly tensed up, briefly looking at one another. Though faint, Isaac could hear the quickened breathing from Natalie. Both looked back to E, who was simply standing there, like he was just waiting for his bus to arrive. "We don't know what you're talking about," Isaac responded, flexing his fingers around the holes in his blade.

"Oh, I'm sure that you do," E responded, before raising his empty hand from his pocket, and gestured for the D-13 soldiers to stand back.

"Nat.. alie…" Fear said slowly, slowly looking to the White Warrior, slowly rolling the blade's handle around in his hand.

"Come now, there's no need to argue. All I want is the Crystal."

---

Meanwhile, in the large Red Alpha Zord that stood stationary in the ocean, there was slight movement visible. The large eyes were starting to flash slightly, its head moving ever so slightly, like it was slowly tilting his head. Before sudden its head shook rapidly, like a wet dog after a shower.

Inside the cockpit, only vibrating slightly despite the rapid shaking from the outside, the podium where the Silver Crystal was resting upon was starting to groan and buckle gently.

Though against the faint white, and bright silver light produced by the crystal, a far brighter blue glow was visible against the white.

"Everything happens.. for a reason…" A distorted voice said, seemingly to no-one, as a glowing blue hand slowly reached for the crystal, and curled it up slightly to create a flicking motion. The flicking finger knocked into the crystal, sending it flying forward but suddenly, in an unnatural manner, turned upwards and shot through the top of the Zord's head.

A brief flash of silver light came from the top of the Zord's head, and shot through the air. A bright silver light streaking through the air, and barrelling towards the city, right to where the two closest Warriors were located.

---

Isaac lifted his head slightly when he heard a faint screeching noise, and was alarmed to find a silver streak stretching across the sky with an unnaturally moving, sudden swerve, and coming straight towards them.

"Shit," He said aloud, taking a slight step back. This caught the attention of all of the others present, Demon and humans included, who all turned to look at whatever seemed to spook the Red Ranger.

"Is that... Shit," Natalie said, quickly looking around and suddenly rushed towards a car. The movement caught the D-13 soldiers' attention. One went to pull the trigger.

"Don't shoot!" E shouted, gesturing for the soldier to stand down.

"Natalie, don't!" Isaac shouted, but was sudden thrown back by Fear. He was sent flying into another car, its door falling off its hinges with him falling onto the ground afterward.

Fear looked up just as Natalie had pushed herself off of the roof of another car, and jumped into the air just as the streak of sliver light reached them. One hand reached up, and grabbed onto the small crystal.

But just as her fingers started wrapping around the crystal, a sudden surge of silver light escaped her closed palm and around the area. She ended up falling to the ground, silver energy sparking all around her.

Fear, the closest creature to the White Warrior at the current moment, tried to get closer to her and grab the damn crystal that this was all about, but he barely got a step closer before a hand grabbed his shoulder.

He went to turn and throw a punch with turn of his body, but another hand grabbed a hold of his fist as it was thrown at them. His eyes darted to the owner of the hand, and was mildly surprised.

"You abandon the Master, you abandon hope of a victory," Batibat hissed, grabbing his shoulder with her other hand and throwing him aside. The male Demon rolled across the road a few times, before landing on his feet and grinding to a kneeling halt.

"Men, pull back. Pull back!" E shouted into his radio, his gloved hand quickly coming across his face to cover his eyes when the light started sparking.

Batibat turned to the source of the silver light, her eyes narrowed and the pupils themselves turning into thinner slits, and tried to get closer to the shouting White Warrior. But Isaac rushed forward in a red blur, tackling and throwing the she-Demon aside.

"Natalie!" He shouted, quickly moving forward and tackled Natalie, luckily, the force from the tackle caused her to let go of the silver crystal. The two tumbled over each other for a number of rolls, a mix of red and white before coming to a stop.

Isaac quickly scrambled towards Natalie, from the position he had landed in, and quickly rolled Natalie over from her side onto her back. He brought both hands to either side of her helmet, facing her up, and shook her head slightly. "Nat, Nat? C'mon, talk to me," He urged, leaning over her slightly.

A faint groan came from her, and he eventually got a response. "You're going to make me throw up if you're not careful."

A faint chuckle came from Isaac, before he became aware of the number of pairs of feet in his peripheral vision. He glanced up, and his shoulders sagged slightly when he saw the several barrel ends trained on the pair of them.

"You guys would be pretty good cock-blockers," Natalie commented, pulling herself up onto her elbows and sitting up properly. Isaac moved back and the two got to their feet, the rifle ends still trained on the pair of them.

Isaac glanced back, and with the silver Crystal still glowing dimly in the middle of the street, he saw the two Demons Warlords were recovering from their attacks. "We're wasting time," He said, gesturing for Natalie to follow him as they both rushed to gather the crystal before either of the Demons.

The soldiers when to aim at the Rangers, but one soldier glanced at the others and shook his head, lowering his weapon slightly, before lowering it completely.

Batibat went to run to the crystal, but was shoulder barged, first by Fear, then by Isaac as they came running in the other direction. Natalie hung back to block an attack from Batibat, leaving Isaac to stop Fear from reaching it.

He barely succeeded, grabbing Fear's wrist as it went to grab the crystal, using the momentum he carried to roll over Fear's back. Landing on his feet, he used both the strength and momentum of the suits enhancements, threw Fear down the street. But Fear must have grabbed into the crystal slightly, since it went flying up into the air, twirling around rapidly.

Isaac watched it, but in doing so, didn't see that Fear had recovered and threw several of his facial spines at the Red Warrior. He managed to catch them in his forearm, and quickly discarded them, no feeling anything from their impact, thanks to the Instinct.

He quickly brought his own blade out, and the two began striking swords against one another, sparks flying, as they tried to gain the advance over the other warrior.

Natalie and Batibat did the same, pushing one another back with strikes of the blades. In a brief moment of freedom after pushing Natalie back, Batibat quickly drew a dagger from one of her sleeves and threw it through the air. The tip of the blade struck the side of the Silver Crystal, sending it hurtling through the air.

As the two pairs fought one another, the Crystal come to rest on the ground and rolled further down the street. When it eventually came to a stop, it stopped right beside a polished shoe.

E quickly crouched down before the Crystal, and set the suitcase down, unclasping the latches and opening it up, before turning to look at the crystal before him. Briefly making sure that the glove on his other hand was on properly, he reached for the crystal.

His fingers flexed carefully before grabbing onto the crystal with his fingertips. Before he could give it a chance to start sparking up once again, he firmly placed it into the specially moulded foam interior and closed the case.

"Soldiers, open fire. Repeat, open fire!" E said, closing the suitcase and quickly departing from the area. Moving behind several cars and rushing along the pavement, as the soldiers began opening rounds and rounds of fire onto the group of fire Warriors and Demons.

Isaac dodged another attack from Fear, before noticing the lack of a glowing crystal sitting in the middle of the road. He looked around rapidly, the bullets deflecting off of him as if they were nothing, mushrooming and scattering at his feet.

He also noticed that E wasn't standing at the opposite end to the soldiers; he caught a glimpse of his trench coat down the end of the street, and his deep metallic-tinted scent confirmed this.

"Nat, the Agent Guy's trying to get away with the Silver Crystal. You good here?" Isaac asked into his Howler, since the two pairs had spread out now with their fighting.

"Go! Stop him! God knows Savage'll be pissed if we don't get that," Natalie's voice replied, and Isaac did a quick glance over to where she was. She did seem to be holding her own against Batibat, daggers and blades striking one another.

Blissfully unaware of the soldiers who tried to inflict damage onto them.

Shaking his head briefly, Isaac quickly rushed off, tearing up the already cracked road, sending chunks flying into buildings. Fear recovered from Isaac's last attack, and watched as he tore down the road. With a brief growl, Fear sheathed his sword across his back and rushed after Isaac in a blur of shadows.

E quickly ran down the street, pulling his radio out and said, "Units 13, 2 and 7. Have the package, going to need a pick up. Rendezvous point to be confirmed."

"Understood, sir. Reinforcements ready on your word."

E nodded, knowing full well that they couldn't see it on the other end of the radio, and quickly clipped it back onto his belt. He quickly glanced over his shoulder, but when he turned back around, he quickly stumbled to a stop.

"I think you have something that belongs to me."

The Red Ranger stood about fifty feet down the street, torn up concrete and tarmac littered the length of the road, and stopped just where he was standing.

Straightening his posture, E simply stood there, flexing his fingers slowly around the handle of the suitcase at his side, pulling his other hand out from his pocket. "I never did get your identity, you know," E said, slowly taking steps closer to the Red Ranger.

The Ranger's head tilted to one side slightly, silent, as he too began taking steps towards E, the resulting gap between them quickly growing smaller, and smaller.

"We've got a face, but nothing on US records about you. You're not from around the States, are you?" E asked, not expecting a response from the Ranger. Even if he got a response, he didn't expect to fully understand it.

Just as he suspected, no answer came right away, and before he knew it, the two of them were standing toe-to-toe. Though it was only slight, E found he was taller than this Ranger. He expected as such, given what they could find out from several images.

"Does it matter where I'm from? We're saving your asses from something you couldn't possible understand," The Red Ranger said eventually. Again, just as he expected, the mechanically altered voice made it hard to understand some words, but he got the main points.

A short, dry laugh came from E, before he shook his head. "You really don't understand anything, do you? You're not the first group of Rangers, and I'm damn sure you're not going to be the last group. But if it weren't for these groups, though, we would have developed these." He raised his free hand, rolling it around slowly and flexing his fingers in the thick, grey glove.

"I didn't ask for a lecture," The Red Ranger said, screwing one hand into a fist and drawing his blade with his other hand. "I asked for what is ours."

"Impatient, hmm?" E asked, smirking dryly, but lowered his hand and looked up to the Ranger. He noted the blade resting against the ground, but didn't seem fazed by the threatening gesture.

"Give it to me," The Ranger said, taking another step closer. His helmet barely a few inches from E's face. "Now."

But then, a flash of black struck the Red Ranger, the two colours getting sent flying into a building along the side of the road. Bricks and dust was sent flying, and E quickly tried moving further down the street to get away from the dust cloud.

The same blur of black, however, suddenly flew back in front of E before he had even reached the upturned sidewalk. "I believe you have something of interest to me," The Demonic creature said, its bronze armour reflecting the sunlight.

"Why do you sound so much like that Ranger?" E asked, rolling his eyes briefly.

A low growl came from the Demon, revealing rows of sharp, jagged teeth. "Do not compare me to such Warriors. They are beneath me," He growled, taking a step closer to the human. He reached behind him with one hand, drawing the sword out of its sheath slightly.

"'Warriors', huh?" E asked, taking a small step back.

He suddenly became aware of the Red Ranger, when he came flying from the side of the building he had been thrown into, and tackled the Demon against the road, kicking up larger chunks of tarmac, and sending it across the street. Once again, E tried for an escape, but only got a few steps before something struck the suitcase.

Seeing it go flying from his hand, E quickly dropped to the ground and looked to the case, a small dagger stuck out from one of the flat sides. Drawing a small pistol from its holster under his jacket, he quickly moved in to recover the suit case.

A sudden force grabbed him and flung him across the ground, sending him further along than the suitcase. When he managed to pick himself up, his knees and hands scuffed with a mixture of mud and a bit of blood, he saw the Red Ranger was kneeling before the suitcase and was working to unclasp the latches.

Pulling himself to one knee, E gripped the pistol with both hands and fired two shots at the Ranger. But they bounced off of the Ranger's suit, and lay scattered across the ground around him. Unflinching, the Red Ranger forced open the clasps, the sheer strength from the suit of armour crushing the locks.

The Demon suddenly re-appeared and attacked the Ranger, throwing the Red Ranger aside. The Ranger got to his feet, and the two began exchanging blows, some landing, some getting blocked and trying to throw the other off and get to the suit case.

Holstering his pistol once again, E quickly got to his feet and moved in towards the suitcase. Luckily, the side of the case hadn't come off and still looked relatively sealed; the latches were broken completely, allowing E to open up the case. Thankfully, the crystal still sat there, embedded in the foam.

Out of the corner of his visor, while he was currently trying to keep Fear's clawed hands from getting to his helmet, Isaac saw the suitcase was open, with the agent kneeling before it. Grabbing Fear by the throat and by one forearm, Isaac brought one knee to the Demon's stomach and threw him to one side. He quickly turned and ran to the suitcase, a short red blur stretching across the side of the street.

A massive streak of silver light suddenly enveloped him, stopping him in his tracks and sending him flying backward. Fear got caught up in the silver light as well, and raised one of his forearms to block the light from his eyes, getting to his feet, but an unseen force sent both him and Isaac backwards. They only coming to a stop when a building blocked their path.

The strength of the force pressed them against the building, before eventually dying down and the light vanished entirely. When it vanished, Isaac fell onto his hands and knees, groaning at the light started to fade. He briefly glanced to the side, and found Fear had vanished, a brief moment of hope that he had burned up in the bright light.

But he knew better.

He then looked ahead, and his eyes widened under his cracked visor at what he saw.

Kneeling on one knee, arms outstretched before him, E was facing them, the Silver Crystal firmly clasped in his gloved hand, the other hand gripping the gloved ones wrist.

With Isaac still stuck on the ground, simply watching, as E quickly replaced the crystal in the suitcase. And at that moment, a Black SUV suddenly squealed around the corner, coming to a sliding stop on the road beside E. The side door quickly slid open, a couple of D-13 soldiers jumping out as E quickly approached, aiming their rifles at Isaac as the Red Ranger slowly rose to his feet.

But he just watched. Watched as E entered the SUV, and with its tires squealing, it rushed off down the street. The only thing that would lead to it were the tire marks in the road. The rubber still smelling fresh.

Leaning back slightly against the nearest building, Isaac raised his Howler to his helmet and said, "Savage.. you know how you said humans can't actually wield the Crystals by themselves… I think we may have a slight problem."

---

"You lost the Silver Crystal?"

"You think I didn't try and get it? That fucker Fear and Batibat screwed up the chance; didn't help with the fact that, somehow, you were wrong with the Crystal not working with just Humans," Isaac exclaimed, helmet to one side, as he explained himself to Savage.

The others lay scattered across the main Den room, Natalie with MUTT as the robot assessed some of the injures she had gained. Most were superficial, just small cuts across her face, and a black eye forming around her right eye. Isaac had already been seen to, just a single black eye, and a longer cut down the side of his neck.

"It is impossible," Savage said, arms folded as he leaned against a desk, watching as Isaac paced back and forth slightly as he explained his actions. "Humans would never be able to wield the power in those Crystals by themselves. He must have used something; the strange technology you five have, who knows what your 'Governments' have?"

"Just don't believe everything you see about the Government online, some conspiracy nutjobs will believe everything," Kyle said, bringing his feet up to rest on one of the desks.

"He had this.. weird glove on one hand. Looked grey, all sort of fancy-looking accessories. It looked like he'd gotten a Make-Up Barbie and put all the sparkly shit on the glove," Isaac said.

"…Maybe, it was something from another Ranger group," Natalie said, getting looks from both Savage and Isaac. "Think about it. What, twenty years of different Ranger groups? Give or take a year. You don't think, out of all of them, there was one or two groups that had spare parts lying around?"

"There was that group, what was it? Lightspeed.. something or other," Matt said.

"Lightspeed Rescue, based in Mariner Bay. Government-funded operation to defeat a Demonic threat, Queen Bansheera."

"Bansheera?" Savage asked, looking aside briefly at MUTT. "I was told stories of a Queen Bansheera when I was a cub."

"Anyway," Natalie cut in, trying to bring things back on track before they got too far away from their original path. "Is it so hard to believe that they took some of the leftover shit from them?"

"I doubt they would be able to use one groups stuff with this shit. Not all Demons are going to be the same, are they?" Tanya asked.

"That is not the point. The matter at hand is, that we need to find this Silver Crystal before the humans try to find something that would go very, very wrong," Savage said. "Would there be a specific place they would take the Crystal?"

"There's way too many places to even begin listing off. Hell, we probably don't even know where half of them are located," Kyle pointed out.

"Look. We'll get back to this Silver Crystal at some point. MUTT can scan our Crystals something-or-other, and use them as bases to keep track of where it might be," Tanya suggested. "In the meantime, let's focus on the reason why you dragged us into this shithole for." She gestured to Savage with a thumb.

"Those Demons are acting up; Fear isn't working for Horror anymore, he's going Rogue. And Batibat.. I don't know what's going on with that bitch, all this hissing and daggers and shit," Natalie said, slowly getting to her feet as MUTT finished with her injuries, wiping a few strands of hair behind her ear.

"We need to keep an eye on Fear; he was a sly Demon when he was under Horror. Zeta only knows what will happen with him, now that he's going Rogue," Savage said. He looked around at the teens throughout the room, and said, "May as well let you five go... Nothing more that can be done until we get that Crystal. Go.. do whatever teens do."

"Can't really get ready for school. We'll get in the shit if we even show our faces there. Hell, I've got a dozen or so calls from the school on my house's phone," Isaac said, but slowly began walking away from the place he had been standing in for the past half an hour.

The other teens got up from where they'd been keeping themselves, and Kyle gave a slight nod to MUTT. The robot took the command and teleported the five teens away, leaving Savage and MUTT as the only remaining beings in the Den.

"Damn it," Savage growled under his breath, shaking his head as he brought a closed fist down forcefully on the nearest empty desk, smashing right through the metal, the legs warping and the remains falling to the floor.

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"You actually managed to get the Crystal off of the Rangers?"

E glanced up, over the shoulder of the medic that gave him the once over, at Clint, the soldier leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed. "You make it sound like I had to fight tooth and nail to get it. Just needed to get them distracted with something. Luckily, we had those Demons turn up."

"We have anything on their origin yet?" Clint asked, as the medic finished up and began putting his stuff away into the medic bag. E slowly moved to the side of the room, and Clint stepped aside to let the medic leave.

"We're still consulting the Lightspeed files to see if there's any correlation between their Demons and these ones," E said, grabbing his jacket and slipping his arms through the sleeves. "They set up the examination chamber?"

"They're just about to finish," Clint informed, gesturing for E to follow him as he headed out of the medical room. E followed after him, and the two soon entered the larger hangar down the corridor. They passed several units of D-13 soldiers moving around together; hands holding the weapons, fingers off their triggers.

"Here we are," Clint eventually informed, coming to a stop and gesturing the centre of the hangar. E was about to question why they weren't going to get any closer, when he spotted the warning tape lining the floor just at their toes. He looked around, and saw a large circle forming around the floor of the hangar; that would explain why the soldiers were avoiding a curtain area.

"Any particular reason why its out in the middle of the hangar, and not in a sealed room?" E asked, hands slipping into his pockets as he looked across the room. In the middle of the taped-off area, with two guys in silver hazmat suits, carefully setting the suitcase down before a large, glass and steel container. Their movements slow and careful, the suitcase lit was lifted.

Instantly, the silver light shone brightly from the cracks in the suitcase, the one-way viewing plastic of the hazmat suits' design, yet the two still reeled back at the brightness. Several of the soldiers around the cornered off area either were drawn to the light, or turned away from the sheer brightness.

Even E squinted slightly at the brightness, and Clint raised a hand to block the light.

With a pair of addition, padded gloves, one of the hazmat scientists carefully picked the Crystal up from the foam padding, and the other raised the glass shield from the small, metal podium inside, and both quickly pulled away when it was in place.

"Maybe because the lab got fucked up with the weapons we were testing? And what was with the order to grab the asteroid parts?" Clint asked, guiding E away from the Crystal. Though his eyes did linger briefly, E turned and followed after Clint.

"I've got something in mind; a theory. And if it's correct, we may have an advantage over the Rangers."

"Whatever you say, E," Clint replied, rolling his eyes briefly. He knew nearly nothing about what went on in E's head, and frankly, he figured out a while ago that he didn't want to know.

"Find anything else useful in the files?" E asked as they entered a corridor, the swinging double doors shutting behind her.

"Well, when you mention that…" Clint started, stopping and turning to enter a darkened room. E stumbled momentarily, and quickly followed him inside. Instantly, the light sensors caught their presence, and the lights flickered on.

And for the first time, E saw the full scale of how much paper files were recorded by Lightspeed.

Several large tables had several stacks of paper, at least two feet high by themselves, and several stacks were stacked on top of others as well. Some to the opposite end were scattered across the otherwise barren table, with a chair beside the point where the papers were most scattered.

"We found something that could be of some use," Clint added, moving around the tables to the scattered papers, moving and sieving through several scattered papers. E walked around the other side, standing back from the barely contained chaos.

"Here it is."

E looked over as Clint pulled a small collection of papers and threw them over to him, catching them mid-air, and looked over the front few pages. "The Titanium Morpher schematics?" He asked, glancing up to Clint. "Fairweather told me that was kept strictly off the records."

"Guess she must have.. slipped them in," Clint responded with a shrug, arms folded, though E knew Clint better. That look on his face.. it was the one he pulled when he did something he knew he shouldn't have done.

But that wasn't important right now.

"Get these to the right department, might help with any problems they might be having with the development," E said, handing the schematics back to the Clint and gestured for him to get going. The soldier quickly nodded, leaving through the same door they entered through.

Leaving him by himself in the room, E slowly moved around the table and took one of the seats, sitting down as he looked at the papers. He brought his chin to rest on his hands, and sat there in his own silence.

"The Red Ranger may prove to be difficult.. the others, we have leverage.. nothing on him though.. just a face," He said to himself, after a few minutes of silent thinking. He eventually got up again, and pushed the chair in slowly. "Should find out more.. need to..."

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"Master…" Batibat whispered lowly, stumbling through a portal that closed behind her. Her clothes were a bit torn and tattered, it just seemed like it was aesthetic damage. Not a single cut was visible across her pale skin, what of it was visible. One of her hands firmly clenched around something, while the other slotted a dagger in its holster beneath her jacket.

The crystal on the podium started glowing slightly, and a deep growl sounded as the cracks began to glow a dark red. "What do you bring, Batibat? The Crystal?"

"Fear prevented me from securing it from the humans and the Warriors," Batibat said, grinding her teeth together shortly as she approached the podium. Though as she did so, a glowing light became apparent between the fingers of her clenched hand. "But I didn't get away empty-handed, Master."

"An essence of the Crystal," Horror's voice growled, the glowing along the caged crystal starting to grow brighter, more cracks starting to form, resulting in darker grooves.

Batibat nodded slowly, unclasping her fingers and opening her hand out, revealing a small, floating orb of silver light, pulsing faintly as it levitated gently in her palm. But it was quickly removed, and began floating away from Batibat and towards the podium with the caged crystal.

With a rumbling grunt, the caged crystal slowly rose up from the podium. cracks starting to form on the podium, and running down to spread across the ground around it. The crystal rattled against the metal cage surrounding it, red energy transmitting from the crystal's cracks to the rusty metal.

Batibat watched as the metal pendant started warping, and eventually snapped clean in half when the black-and-red crystal broke out, letting it fall onto the cold stone. The now bare black, red-glowing crystal was level with the glowing silver ball, the two swirling around one another.

"Finally."

Slowly, the two orbs merged into one, feeding into each other until there was a single floating orb in the darkness of the Realm. The orb had traits of both orbs; the dark red cracks all over the orb, with a faint glowing of silver starting to bleed through, only dimmer.

Moments passed, and large sections of the growing orb started to break off, falling off like dry skin, landing and piling up on the ground. The essence from the two combined orbs started to leak from the cracks, slowly expanding around the area. Batibat took a small step back, dropping to one knee and cast her eyes downward.

Almost like water getting fed into an already cast shape, the energy fed outward and took a loose form, starting from what looked like blood vessels across the body, and filling out from there. And at its centre, where the heart would be in a human, was the vague outline to the original orb.

Once one of blood vessels of the hand had fully formed, it slowly raised up and clenched into a fist, as strands of energy and fabric started to reach across the width of the newly forming body. "So many years.. so little time left.. the Pillars must be activated soon."

"Master, you still require time to recover, until you are fully formed again, I'd highly advice you wait," Batibat suggested, her voice quiet, as to not offend or risk angering her Master.

A brief grunt came from the still-forming body of energy, as it raised its other hand, the vague outline of a hooded head looking between the two hands. The fingers flexed briefly, and from these movements, blood-red claws shot from the finger tips, thin and sharp. Gleaming in the faint light produced by the still-exposed orb.

"They will remember... They will remember why they fear the Dark."

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Here you go, Episode 12! I won't pin down a current release date just yet, for Episode 13, but hopefully, by the end of the month.

Nf991 signing out.