Episode 15 – Tooth and Claw, Part 2

The two Megazords stood silently, facing one another, for a few minutes longer, as if waiting for the other to crack and make the first move. The wind was all that made noise that high up, cutting through the sharp edges of the pair, as the sun reflected off the scuffed and dented metal plates.

Finally, Isaac made the first move; the possessed mind, fuelling his anger and rage against the Silver Ranger, moving the Megazord forward. Slow, purposeful steps bringing the two closer, weapons drawn on either side. The Wolf Pack Megazord brought its arms above its head, gripping the Wolf Blade, and brought it down, only to be blocked by one of the Lone Wolf Megazord's arm blades.

A low growl ripping from his throat, Isaac brought one of the Megazord's knees into the Lone Megazord's gut, sending it stumbling back, and quickly advanced to strike again and again. Sparks flew and metal panels dented, even came off entirely, as they fought.

And from her position on the old water tower, Tanya saw the fight entirely as it played out; not that she was willingly just standing by and watching. She tried getting a teleport into the Megazord, but MUTT and Savage had outright refused to send her to join Isaac. She even tried pressing a few buttons on her Howler, but MUTT must've locked her out. "Dammit, you scrap pile!" She growled in frustration, pacing back and forth briefly. "Alright, fine! Where are the others at? If we're gonna kill this bitch, I want in!"

"I have been given specific instructions from Savage to keep your eyes on this new Megazord; last thing we need is the Wolf Zords damaged by a sudden surprise attack," MUTT informed.

"…It'd make more fucking sense to get rid of the bitch that started that fight in the first fucking place! Now, you're going to transport me to their place, or so help me God, when I get back to the Den, Savage being pissed off will be the least of your worries!" Tanya snapped, raising her voice more-so when loud clashes echoed above her.

There was a short pause between Tanya's small rant, and MUTT's response, before she eventually got the response she was looking for. A short series of tapping echoed down the comms, before MUTT finally responded. "The coordinates for their location has been sent to your Howler and visor. You should be able to find them."

"See, was that really that hard?" Tanya asked, smirking smugly under her helmet before cutting off comms quickly. She gave one last look at the two battling Megazords, specifically on their Megazord, before she jumped down onto the road and began tearing through the city.

A yellow blur streaked through the city, tearing up the concrete and tarmac as she ran. When she passed buildings, glass shattered and foundations rumbled. Terrified people within these buildings quickly stopped what they were doing and huddled in a secure area of their rooms.

As she passed one such building, the glass shattering moments after she tore past, but the stuff behind the glass remained relatively undamaged. The shop, a television business, had most of its merchandise intact; though the screens were filled with static momentarily, standard images came back into view.

But this was soon replaced on several of the screens with an emergency alert, the blue background was accompanied by the symbol of the Oval Office. Shortly following this change, a female voice came over the televisions. "This is an emergency broadcast, directly given by the President of the United States."

The transmission was quickly changed to that with President Harrison standing behind his presidential podium, one hand gripping either side of the wood.

"My fellow Americans, especially within the state of Arkansas, there has been events occurring recently that I cannot linger on anymore. The Power Rangers of Pax Valley, having been dubbed 'The Wolf Pack', have caused the deaths of countless civilians. I will not allow this to continue a second longer; I am ordering a city-wide evacuation of Pax Valley, as well as the surrounding cities. We will provide all of the removed inhabitants with temporary homes. Sections of the United States Army will be coming around within the coming hours to assist with the evacuation."

Harrison paused briefly, bringing one hand up to rub the bridge of his nose.

"When the Rangers are detained, they will suffer the consequences of their actions. While other groups in the past have been delicate about their actions, with minimal property damage and little to no civilian casualties, this group have thrown protecting civilians to the wind. They will pay, I assure all Americans."

The emergency broadcast was swiftly cut off after he had finished, returning to static.

"Fascinating…"

Fairweather had taken a step back from one of the personal computers and observed the large screen, one hand gently up to her chin, watching as they received various livestreams of the Megazord, yet several of them were altered to focus solely on this new Megazord.

"How the hell did those Zords get here? More importantly, those were our modifications to the Silver Crystal. How were they able to alter themselves that quickly to match our designs?" Clint asked, moving around the tech room to several different computer points, looking over each scientists' results for each screen.

"We haven't been able to get an estimated time on how old that Crystal is, but it's more than likely connected to those Zords. And since they've both been in space for who knows how long, so, who knows? Maybe they came into contact with aliens or something - we know them to exist, we've seen them," Fairweather replied, not taking her eyes away from the main screen.

Clint glanced up from looking over one scientist to Fairweather, her seemingly entranced state causing him to roll his eyes slightly. He walked around the desk, standing beside her as his arms crossed his chest. "Because, you've managed to encounter otherworldly beings before, haven't you? Those off-world Power Rangers…"

"They helped us dealing with one of their threats that came to our world," Fairweather replied, partially tearing her eyes away from the screen to glance at Clint. "Barely had a chance to meet them in person?"

"You manage to get some details on their powers? Didn't find anything on the files you sent over ahead of time on these.. Galactic Rangers?"

"No.. Not as much as I would have liked. Just.. they claimed their weapons, swords, gave them this power.. ancient power, they said," Fairweather replied, slowly moving to one computer again to look over a shoulder.

"I think swords can be considered one of the least strange ways Rangers have gained their powers, at least the ones we've got on record... But let's stay focused! What's the progress on getting E's vitals back to normal levels?"

Clint moved to a pair of scientists he had assigned that role, and asked for progress.

"We've tried a number of methods to try and bring E's remaining vitals back to level, but nothing we've pumped into him has worked so far. It's like whatever's happened to him has made him immune to our vaccines," One of them replied with.

"Any idea what we're looking at then?" he asked, leaning on the backs of both chairs, looking between the two.

He expected a more detailed answer than the 'answer' they had given him just now. What he didn't expect was the one that actually gave him the orders.

"Possession."

Both scientists and Clint turned to look at Fairweather, her back still to them. Turning away from the screen of fighting Megazords, facing the three. "I've seen it before.. exactly like this. Happened to.. one of our own.. Ca..." She paused briefly, composing herself, swallowing a small lump in her throat she hadn't known she'd formed.

"Captain Mitchell. Same signs, same symptoms.. and if I had to hazard a guess, some of the vitals that are effecting E effected Captain Mitchell when he was possessed."

"So.. one of them Demons is possessing E. That means we need to get him back here to try and work on a cure to get him back to normal," Clint said, getting to his full height again. "Start the teleporter preparations!"

"The teleporter hasn't been configured to accommodate the size and scale of a Megazord! Not to mention that we don't have anywhere to store it!" Fairweather exclaimed, stepping across to approach Clint.

Clint turned back to face her, the two standing toe-to-toe. A short silence filled the room, not a sound emitting from any of the scientists, as they all slowly turned to watch the pair previously shout at one another. Clint glanced around slowly, seeing the number of eyes watching them, before exhaling and taking a small step back.

"We've got storage, more than big enough to store those three. So, how long would it take to configure the teleport to meet the Zord requirements?" he asked.

Fairweather held the glare for a few moments longer, her jaw tightened together as she tried to get herself together before she spoke. "It would take a couple of hours to make the necessary requirements from scratch for it to work."

Clint raised an eyebrow slightly. "By the way you said that, it makes me think you've already got a base for it." After a brief moment, he added, "The Lightspeed Zords?"

"They're accurate enough to start off with. Just a few adjustments and re-alignments…shouldn't take more than thirty minutes," Fairweather responded, nodding to a pair of scientists. The pair nodded back and exchanged a brief nod as they got up and got together the necessary equipment.

A small twitched at Clint's face, saying, "Thank you for your cooperation. Now, if you'll excuse me…" as he walked off, heading towards a set of doors.

"It was never disclosed to me that you had facilities to store Zords."

Clint came to a stop just before the doors at that accusation. He turned partially, and responded with, "It's a need to know basis. And you now need to know that." With that, he turned back and walked away, parting the double doors and slipping out of sight.

Tanya finally found the other three fighting Fra-Be, she'd spent the last five minutes tearing through the city, and here they were. Turns out one of the construction sites also doubled as an arena for them to fight. It took a quick glance, and a quick sniff, to tell her that any construction worker was long gone from the site, probably took off the second they arrived on the scene.

"Bitch gets it this time," Tanya growled under her breath, taking a few steps back for a run up. She rushed forward, leaping off the building and flying towards the fight.

She drove a powerful kick towards Fra-Be after the others backed away, seemingly knowing she was there, and sent the she-Demon flying backwards. Her body collided with a couple of the steel support beams of the new building's frame, and dropped out of sight momentarily.

"Jeez, Savage actually let you go from his order?" Matt asked, he and the others approaching Tanya.

"Managed to convince MUTT to give me the place you guys were fighting," Tanya replied, glancing over her shoulder before turning around completely.

"Nicely convinced, or Tanya convinced?" Kyle asked, stepping up to gently nudge his shoulder against hers. Tanya returned the shoulder nudge with one of her own, visibly smirking under her helmet.

"I'll leave that for you to decide. Now, let's take this bitch out while there's still a city to hate us," Tanya semi-ordered.

"Heads up, we've got incoming," Natalie said, slamming the back of her hand against Kyle's shoulder as she shifted to a defensive stance. The others quickly turned and shifted into similarly defensive stances, Matthew and Tanya even pulling free their Wolf Blades and holding them, ready to strike.

From below the small crest of a hill formed during the reconstruction, Fra-Be came into view, her eyes narrowed into angry slits, hissing up a storm and her staff thrown to one side. The magic energy coming directly from her hands, with what she could see of the staff before it rolled back down the hill, Tanya saw the skull on the end of the staff was cracked.

Her hands encased with the glowing red essence of her magic, the scaled she-Demon hissed, "I am done toying with you Warriorsssss, now you have angered the great Fra-Be!"

Her hands closed into tight fists, and Matthew slowly turned when he thought he heard something behind him. Like.. the sound of grinding metal.

"Shit, heads down!" He exclaimed.

Tanya turned and quickly ducked, barely avoiding the massive steel support beam that had been flying at her from behind. The others all avoided more sets of beams that came flying towards them, Kyle even managing to perform a backflip over the steel beam that came flying towards him.

The beams buckled as they struck the ground, after failing to hit the teens, and went tumbling into the steel skeleton of the building. Echoes of steel warping and groaning vibrated through the air, threatening to topple the entire building if they weren't careful.

Careful…didn't seem to be in Fra-Be's vocabulary, as she continued to throw and pull steel beams at random at the Warriors, the four of them making moves to avoid the beams.

Tanya ducked and slid under beams as they were swarmed around the four, the metal barely missing her as she made steady progress moving towards Fra-Be. Despite her attempts to keep her back, even going so far as to send a smaller steel beam flying towards Tanya's chest, failed time after time, as Tanya grew closer.

"Wolkeinsss!" Fra-Be hissed, snapping one set of fingers just as Tanya reached her and threw a punch, the force sending her reeling back, bending over slightly to recover. But she had summoned them just in time, portals tore through reality and the ground, and Wolkeins came walking/climbing through the portals, daggers, and in the case of the gold-armoured Wolkeins, swords, at the ready. They quickly made for the other three Warriors, who were ready for them and returned the attacks as they came in.

The other Warriors now occupied, that left Fra-Be to face the Yellow Wolf alone, quickly rushing back when she tried to throw punches at her, heading deeper into the construction site. And Tanya followed suit, rushing into the steel skeleton base, barely slow enough to turn herself into a blur.

The others remained in combat with the Wolkeins, Matthew and Kyle slashing and blocking attacks from Wolkeins surrounding them. Matthew kicked back several Wolkeins, hacking the shoulder off of one and striking across its neck. He quickly delivered a roundhouse kick, sending its body flying back while the head was dislodged and sent flying into another Wolkein.

While that Wolkein was sent stumbling back, green blood smeared across its head and armour, Matthew was too occupied watching it and fighting off another Wolkein, he failed to notice a third Wolkein going to strike him in the back.

But all he felt was a strike of green Wolkein blood smear across his shoulder armour, he turned to find its head sliced in half, crumpling to the ground as Natalie came into view. Green blood streaks criss-crossed all along her primarily-white armoured form.

"I've told you to watch your back, ass-hat!" She shouted, kicking another Wolkein back before turning again to glare at Matthew briefly.

"Oh, piss off! Stop going all Savage on my ass!" Matthew threw back, slamming a fist into a Wolkein that tried to sneak up on him. It went stumbling back, falling back again.

"If you two are quiet done having a dick-swinging contest!" Kyle called, stabbing through a pair of Wolkein stomachs and kicking them back into a third and fourth. "Besides, we all know Natalie would win that!"

"Piss off!" Matthew shouted, kicking the knee of a Wolkein that tried to attack him again, breaking the leg and forcing it into an awkward angle. The creature made some sort of.. best way to describe it would be a wailing noise, before Matthew stabbed it through the head.

"And where the hell is Tanya? Thinks she can skip the fighting, huh?"

"Open your eyes, dip-shit! Where do you think that slimy she-Demon is?" Natalie snapped, dodging another Wolkein, effortlessly side-stepping and driving her elbow into the back of the foot soldiers' head.

Matthew looked around slowly, over the swarms of Wolkeins surrounding them, a sea of grey, black and the occasional gold flash, yet he didn't see any sort of yellow or that weird, lizard green.

"…Shit."

Tanya slowed down slightly upon entering the buildings' skeleton, quickly coming to a stop when she realized she had lost sight of the she-Demon. It shouldn't have been that easy for her to slip out of sight, she thought to herself, looking around slowly as she walked further into the construction site. Probably some bullshit with those portals.

Her eyes scanned across the surrounded area, it wasn't all that dark, thanks to the sun, but it cast shadows from the surrounding beams, criss-crossing in their shadows, across the surface of the ground. "Where are you, you son of a bitch?" Tanya asked herself, glancing around once again before her eyes lingered on a small bench, tools strewn across haphazardly, but all easily manageable in one hand.

Unlike that cumbersome two-handed blade Savage insisted on them using.

She approached the bench slowly, her gloved and armoured hand gliding over several of the tools before coming to land on a monkey wrench. Her grip tightened, and removed it from the bench.

"Wretched human!"

She turned around sharply, only to get struck in the face with an elbow, sending her through the bench, tools flying everywhere, and Tanya lying in the dirt, groaning as she tried to get up. A sudden hiss reminded her of her situation, and she quickly rolled back to avoid the stomping foot, that would have crushed her leg.

Quickly getting back to her feet again, holding the wrench in one hand and bringing her other arm across herself defensively. She kept her full attention on Fra-Be in front of her. The she-Demon seemed to have her full attention on the Warrior before her, her eyes still narrowed into slits and hissing violently.

"Humans! Those retched mutts! You Warriors are nothing more than a thorn in one side!" Fra-Be hissed, her tongue darting between her fangs rapidly.

"Oh piss off with that act! You fuckers are just lapdogs!" Tanya shouted back, before pausing briefly. "You dare make a pun from that, I swear to Christ, I will tear that tongue from your skull and beat you to death with it!"

Fra-Be merely snarled in response and began throwing punches at Tanya, the Yellow Warrior managing to either completely counter or change the direction of the punches with her free hand. Tanya returned the basic strikes with swings of the wrench. It only took another three swings, however, before Fra-Be got her magic around the wrench and literally making it rust into nothing.

Large fragments still falling, the rust staining her glove, Tanya doubled her effort in the offense, throwing every punch and kick she had at Fra-Be, aiming both high and low. Fra-Be blocked the majority of the attacks, some only getting through and striking her by her being distracted from a previous hit.

One particularly hard strike sent Tanya flying into the air, barely missing one vertical beam but managing to grab onto it and bring herself to land on it. Groaning under her breath lowly, she quickly got herself to her feet just as Fra-Be landed gracefully before her.

It didn't take long for the fighting to response, the two balancing on the beam, while simultaneously throwing punches and kicks at one another, Fra-Be managing to land a solid punch to gut, pushing Tanya back a few steps. Fra-Be advanced, easily maintaining herself on the beam, but failed to block a sudden attack. The forceful kick sent her flying upwards, smashing into an upper beam, warping the beam permanently and electing a groan of metal from the entire frame as she landed back down on the original beam.

Tanya quickly took advantage, rushing forward to kick Fra-Be's head, electing a sickening crack somewhere within the scaled body, and sent her colliding with the nearest vertical connected beam. She rushed forward to continue the assault, but when she went to deliver another kick, Fra-Be manage to counter the kick with a kick of her own. This resulted in Tanya falling flat on her face again, and another kick cracked her visor and sent her falling back to the ground.

Landing with a sickening crack coming from her shoulder, Tanya barely muffled a pain shout as she writhed on the floor.

"Tanya, we've dealt with the Wolkeins. How's the Demon coming along?" It was Nat's voice, over the comms.

Slowly rolling onto her side, and pushing herself onto her knees before responding. "Working on it.. wait, I've got an idea. Get the Howl Cannon ready."

"What are you going to do?"

"Gonna get you a good shot. You guys miss it, I'll shove that cannon up Matt's ass."

A faint chuckle came from the other end of the comms, before Natalie assured, "We'll hit it, just tell us where to aim."

"Aim up," Tanya replied, quickly cutting comms as she got to her feet, holding her injured shoulder as Fra-Be slowly landed on the ground before her. She shifted into as best of a defensive stance as she could. What she wasn't expecting was that small smirk to twitch the corner of that lipless mouth.

"You're nothing more than a love-sick cub."

Tanya froze momentarily, staring at the she-Demon. "What?"

"The Red Warrior you were the one to ssssstay behind when the other three came to fight me. You tried getting his attention when he couldn't resisssst my powerssss. You act like your predecessor over her mate."

"You know fuck-all about them," Tanya snarled, one hand clenching into a shaking fist.

"More than you ever will," Fra-Be responded simply, her tongue flicking out, as if taunting Tanya.

Snarling, Tanya rushed forward, transitioning into a yellow-and-silver as she ran at Fra-Be.

"What did she say?"

Natalie turned to look at the pair of guys, finishing off the last of the Wolkeins with curve-stomps or stabbing through the head. The rest of the Wolkeins' bodies had already been absorbed into the ground through green flames, the last two bodies following shortly in bursts of green flame around their perimeter.

"MUTT, we need the Howl Cannon here, ASAP," Natalie asked, Howler to her mouth guard, before turning to face the other two again. "She said to aim up."

"…My guess is she isn't going to be coming through the front door," Kyle commented, approaching Natalie along with Matt, the three standing in a small triangle.

"I'd have to guess the same thing. Also, for Matt's sake, we're going to want to make that shot count."

"Why?" Matt asked, glancing at Kyle briefly before focusing again on Natalie.

"Because if we miss, you're going to get a very big pain in the ass."

Kyle stifled a chuckle, and quickly fell quiet altogether when Matt turned to glare at him. Turning back to Natalie, Matt confirmed, "We're not missing."

At that moment, the Howl Cannon materialised between the three of them; Natalie and Kyle grabbing either side of the engraved cannon, and after a quick debate on how they were going to get the thing facing upwards, they settled on propping the weapon up and holding it there as steadily as possible.

"Now we wait," Natalie commented under her breath, gritting her teeth as she fought to keep the Cannon from swaying.

"How long? Fuck knows," Matt finished off, grunting quietly from his current position; knelt down, his hand held at an awkward angle as he forced his palm against the spot normally reserved for Isaac's palm.

"Hey, Tanya will get the job done," Kyle countered, glaring back at Matt. "I trust her."

Tanya's body slammed back against a short, in-progress concrete wall; panting lowly, several new scuffs across her yellow-and-silver armour. When a screech sounded, however, she quickly rolled out of the way just as a scaled fist came at her. Concrete shrapnel flew everywhere, dust clouding the surrounding area. Quickly rolling back onto her feet and jumping back up, she deflected several more punches, sending them off and returning them with jabs to Fra-Be's sides.

Adding a right uppercut to the mix, Tanya then ran and tackled the she-Demon, her fractured shoulder bone screamed at her in agony, the sudden jolt shifting them uncomfortably. But Tanya grit her teeth and hoped the Instinct kicked in soon, as she delivered punch after punch to the stunned Demon.

"You!"

PUNCH!

"Fucking!"

PUNCH!

"Bitch!"

The last punch was caught in a scaled palm, and twisted to a sharp angle that forced a pain grunt from the Warrior. Said she-Demon, with a strand of green blood oozing from the corner of her scaled lips, hissed dangerously as she threw a charm-encased fist at her chest. The spell, giving off a dark yellow aura, threw Tanya back about thirty feet, sending her tumbling across the ground.

When she finally came to a stop, tumbling and her back coming to rest against a support beam, her head sagged slightly, partially resting on her shoulder as she panted. Through her visor, with a crack threatening to break apart the HUD, she saw Fra-Be rise to her feet and approach the female Warrior. One hand made slow, wavy movements at her side, a red aura sticking to her fingers.

"I shall deal with you firssst," Fra-Be began, wiping the blood off with the back of her hand, and flicking it to the ground. She came to a stop just before the slumped Warrior, and crouched down so she was level. She flicked the red aura, now entirely encasing her fingers, and from it a small, transparent-red dagger formed, stemming from her first two fingers.

"Then, thossse three Warriorssss who dare defy me…" Fra-Be continued, bringing the small dagger up to Tanya's neck; her other hand grabbing the jaw of the helmet and tilting it back up so it was straight. This elected a grunt of pain from Tanya, followed by another, louder one when the magical dagger pressed down on her front, right about the fracture of her shoulder.

She tried writhing and wriggling out of the she-Demon's grip, but Fra-Be had her firmly in place; pressing down harder, as if the dagger was about threaten to break the near impenetrable armor.

"Then….who knowsss? Perhaps I'll lift that ssspell…and ssshow the Red Warrior what he hasss done..." Fra-Be finished, slowly angling the dagger up so it lightly ran against the chin of the helmet; creating a single, silver scratch against the yellow armour of the helmet.

Tanya's head turned slightly upon that last remark, fully facing Fra-Be now; one had suddenly going to the she-Demon's forearm, to keep the magical dagger from doing any more damage. Fra-Be smirked slightly, her mouth twitching into place. "Ssstill have fight in you, I ssseee…I will enjoy thisss."

"Yeah, I've got fight; fight to fuck you up!" Tanya said through grit teeth, her other hand suddenly flying up and wrapping around Fra-Be's throat. A short choke came from the she-Demon, her eyes widening slightly before Tanya removed her other hand from the wrist. She then drove it into the she-Demon's stomach, with such force it not only released Fra-Be's hold on her; it sent her flying into the air, smashing through several wooden beams the workers must have been using to work on different areas.

Tanya quickly rose to her feet and jumped from beam to beam, turning into a yellow blur; whenever Fra-Be started slowing down and threatened to start falling to the ground, Tanya's streak would jump across and slam into her, sending her farther up and at a much faster speed. When they broke the 30 story mark, Tanya paused briefly, waiting for Fra-Be to line up perfectly for her plan…

Wait…

Wait…

Now!

She jumped from the beam in a streak of yellow, shoulder-tackling the mid-air Demon. The two went flying through a tarpaulin cover on the side of the building-really windy, must be there to keep the construction workers safe-, tearing it open as they fell through it.

"Look!" Matt shouted, pointing to the sky. The others looked at where he was pointing, and sure enough, there was a small dot of yellow mixed with dark green, streaking away from the building and began pummelling towards the ground.

"Alright, line the shot up!" Natalie shouted, helping Kyle adjust the angle of the Howl Cannon, and the three quickly placed their palms on the points to charge it up. As the low whirling of their combined energies started to build up, Natalie and Kyle continued to adjust the Cannon, ensuring it was hit its target.

"Fire!" Matt shouted, just as the cannon was adjusted correctly. A second longer and they'd miss, and the last thing they needed was an injured, pissed Tanya. From the double-barrel ended Howl Cannon, the combined power of the three shot out, streaking through the air in the vague shape of an angered wolf, muzzle opened wide and 'teeth' bared. Amazingly, the shot landed; separating the two beings, sending who they hoped was Fra-Be flying into the air following the explosion.

"You don't think that was Tanya, do you?" Matt asked after the shot hit, glancing at the other two as they lowered it back down.

"You're lucky it wasn't."

The sudden voice startled the three, almost causing them to drop the Howl Cannon as they turned, seeing Tanya rising from the kneeling position she had landed in.

"Otherwise I'd come back, only to shove that thing up your ass," Tanya continued, approaching the other three and placing a hand on the Howl Cannon. "Now, let's get another shot."

"Is that really needed?" Kyle asked, stepping back when Tanya gestured for him to back up; he'd only offered to help…

"The three of you don't have enough power in the Cannon to properly destroy a Demon; Savage said you need a minimum of four of us to get a good kill," Tanya informed, grunting briefly as her shoulder shifted painfully, clutching her injured shoulder briefly.

"Come on then; before she burns up in the atmosphere. We want to take the credit for this kill," Matt said, gesturing for Tanya to take her spot; the two sharing the central place for their energy. With both of their hands followed by Natalie and Kyle's hands taking their place, they began adjusting the angle again.

"Where is she…?" Matt muttered under his breath, looking around. He glanced across at Tanya, seeing her helmet twitch slightly as she looked around.

"There," she suddenly stated, tilting her head; like she was aiming down a non-existent scope. "Get ready."

"Ready," the other three confirmed, making their last adjustments.

"Fire!" Tanya and Matt called at the same time, energy pulsating from their Howlers and into the Howl Cannon; igniting the initial firing sequence, with Natalie and Kyle's energy assisting. The Cannon fired again, the blast far more powerful now with four Howlers behind it.

The blast sailed through the air, leaving a faint streak of energy behind in its wake, as it headed towards the small dot in the sky that was Fra-Be's body. The further and further away the shot went, the less of a shine it get off, that was visible to the teens at least.

Finally, it hit; a distant explosion was visible before it was heard. But when it was heard, it wasn't loud; sort of a distant echo of an explosion. Which…was exactly what it was.

"Alright, that's that. Either we've killed that Bitch of a Demon, or we're going to have a hard time explaining why we caused a plane to explode," Matt said, the Howl Cannon finally returning to where it came from, leaving the four standing there.

"C'mon, let's see how Isaac's holding up," Tanya stated, before running off without a second look back; tearing up the concrete, leaving another destructive path in her wake. Not wishing to keep her waiting, the other three quickly took off after her. Three more streaks filled the streets, of blue-silver, black-silver and white-silver, chasing after a yellow-silver streak that was way ahead of them.

The Wolf Pack Megazord slammed onto the ground, kicking up large amount of rubble and destruction, buildings had already toppled over and countless lives would have already been lost, judging by the trail of destruction the two Megazords had left. Leading out of the city at long last, the possessed Isaac got the Megazord back on its feet and threw a fist at this Silver Megazord. The hit connected, denting the plates and sending the Megazord staggering back a few, large steps as it and the controller recovered.

But Isaac kept the attacks coming, throwing punch after punch at the other Megazord, some landing, some getting deflected. With each hit, however, the two Megazords moved back out of the city's borders, returning the destruction to the fields and forests. While the Wolf Pack Megazord was fully on the offensive, E's possessed mind was putting this new Megazord in the defensive. Despite the strange possession, there was something nagging the back of E's sub-consciousness; this…shouldn't be possible! He was just a teenager!

One lucky hit struck while both mind sets of E were fighting with each other, and E's Megazord went down, striking the ground, shaking anything nearby, and probably toppling any poorly constructed buildings. E was thrown around the cockpit of the Megazord, grunting as he tried to regain his footing.

He looked up, and found the other Megazord standing above him; sword gripped with the blade facing downward, raised above its head. Ready to bring the final blow down on him.

Inside the Wolf Pack Megazord, Isaac's red-glazed eyes were narrowed, an animalistic snarl ripping from his throat, coming out more mechanical and vicious through the voice modulator. His hands tightened around the hilt of the human-scaled sword for him, and he raised it. The Megazord copied his movement, and held it there.

When he went to bring it down, however, Isaac felt himself freeze momentarily, blinking, the faint red glow to his eyes started to fade. When it faded entirely, reverting his eyes to their normal colour, he suddenly felt the entire weight of his body press down on him ten-fold. He staggered a bit, causing the Megazord to do the same, before he righted himself. Finding his breathing grow heavier, Isaac brought one hand to the side of his helmet, groaning.

In the other Megazord, E was experiencing a similar come-down, holding onto the small podium before him, blinking rapidly as the red haze faded from his eyes. As the mist dispersed, his hearing was filled with a constant voice.

"E! E, talk to me, E!"

It was Clint.

"Clint?" E groaned, righting himself as he saw the Megazord standing before him momentarily frozen, taking this opportunity, his Megazord kicked the legs out from under the Wolf Pack Megazord, sending it to the ground.

"E! Thank God. Listen, we're going to be teleport you and these Zords back to base, so it's going to get a bit rough in a few minutes," Clint responded over the comms.

"How…How long was I out?" E asked, as he slowly pushed the Megazord back to its feet, bringing the silver/black/white combination to its full height.

"Just short of an hour, but your vitals were going wild. Fairweather said she's seen something like that before, back at Lightspeed. Looks like they're all coming back to normal levels. Now, hold on tight."

At that moment, E found himself begun to be encased in that similar blue energy, but also found it expanding to the interior of the cockpit as well.

From his perspective, picking the Megazord back up from the ground, Isaac saw a faint outline of blue energy encasing the other Megazord. Starting at the head, it slowly moved around the shoulders and worked its way down. The respective heads of the individual Zords did seem resistant to the casing, each growling and that body part shaking slightly, as the encasing passed over them. Not a full minute later, the entire Megazord was covered in that sparking, blue energy, working outside in, the entire Megazord began to disappear.

"Isaac! Isaac!"

The shout over the comms brought his attention away from the now vanished Megazord, and Isaac turned the Megazord's head around to face the source; he got the visor to zoom in, and saw the other four teens rushing towards the Megazord.

"Guys?" Isaac asked, getting the Megazord back on its feet again.

Varying replies came in response to his question; ranging from, 'Thank God' to 'Fucking hell, I owe Kyle twenty.'

"We'll explain what happened later, but right now, that bitch of a Demon is gonna be a big bitch of a Demon. So we're coming in," Tanya said.

"Alright, come on in. Also, Nat, Matt; call in your other Zords. We're not going to be taking any chances with this one," Isaac ordered, just as the others were teleported into the cockpit. When they materialized on either side of him, he glanced to Matthew and Natalie, both on one side, waiting for a response.

"Are we sure that we can actually use all three of 'em at the same time?" Matt questioned, a he and Natalie summoned their respective crystals; the dark blue and red for him, the foggy-white crystal for her.

"No time like the present to find out," Natalie replied, before something came up on their radar; looks like Fra-Be decided she wasn't done about now. "Actually, no time like now. MUTT!"

"Lightning and Wind Wolf Zords have been released," was MUTT's response, adding, "I take it that Isaac has returned to normal?"

"As normal as that fucker can get," Matthew responded dryly. Though it was hard to make out, there was a lack of malice to his tone that proved he was simply joking.

"Piss off," Isaac replied curtly, though was smirking under the helmet.

"Heads up," Tanya warned, getting the Megazord facing forwards again; the others now facing the fully-grown Fra-Be. Loud, vibrating snarls came from the large lizard. Her eyes were narrowed to their thinnest, but at this scale, they were still quiet very visible.

"I will ensssure victory thissss time, Warriorsss," She hissed, her hands slowly spreading out, the clawed tips starting to draw energy from the palm, forming large orbs of glowing red magic.

"We'll see about that, bitch," Isaac grunted, glancing at the radar on his HUD, seeing three blips coming up behind them; the Zords were here.

Fra-Be hissed, her forked tongue flicking dangerously, as she ran at the Megazord. Her thunderous steps shook the earth beneath her, slamming her forearms against one another against her chest. From her fingers, dark green magical crawled down her forearms and formed small, transparent-green shields. Now armed with defences, she brought her arms out wide. A blast of blue lightning came at her right, but a quick raise of her shielded forearm deflected the attack.

The lightning arcing off the shield and into the ground, Fra-Be side-stepped to avoid an attack to her left, the Crimson Lightning Wolf diving at her. But that attack was thrown off when, with a roll of her shoulder, smacked the shield against the Wolf Zords' jaw.

As that Zord tumbled across the ground, and the other Lightning Zord quickly rushing to assist its brother, the Megazord stepped up to Fra-Be; the five teens inside the cockpit raising the sword, and going to bring it down on Fra-Be.

But the blade didn't make contact with the scales. Instead, the lizard's shield blocked the sword as it came at her. She jerked the sword back, sending the Megazord a few steps back.

The Warriors inside recovered quickly, Isaac saying, "Alright, let's try that again," As they stepped forward again. Instead of leading with the sword, this time, they threw their other fist first; bringing the right hook in, but that was blocked as well.

One shield blocking the fist, Fra-Be raised a foot and kicked back the sword, as they tried bringing it in for an undercut. Her four-toed foot kicked the forearm back, nearly dislodging the sword. The Megazord now momentarily stunned, she brought her other hand down across the Megazord's chest.

Sparks flew as the Megazord stepped back, four scratches across the Red Alpha's head. Sparks showered down on the Warriors as growled filled their helmets. Isaac briefly brought a hand across his chest, feeling the claw marks across his own chest; pretty sure the others were feeling the same thing.

"Fuck it, we're not screwing around. Matt, get those Zords on," Isaac instructed, side glancing at the Blue Beta Warrior.

Matthew nodded, quickly disconnecting himself from controlling the Megazord to activate the two crystals in his podium. Briefly pressing the pair, both crystals started glowing a bright blue and red, respectfully. In the same moment, both sets of Wolf Zords perked up, both sets of eyes glowing. They quickly moved in, closing the distance between the Megazord and the she-Demon.

"We need some room or they're not gonna fucking fit," Matthew warned, the cables and wires attached to the back of his suit pulling him back into controlling the Megazord.

"Already on it," Natalie responded, already working on the crystal. Tapping the crystal in several different locations, supposedly giving it commands.

And soon, both they and Fra-Be saw the effects of her work.

The Grey Steel Wolf Zord leapt over the Megazord, metal claws shining in the sunlight and a mechanical snarl ripping from its throat as it smashed into Fra-Be. Her shields shattered into transparent shards, soon disappearing as Fra-Be felt to the ground, her forearm and fist working on keeping the metal jaw snapping at her head.

"Bring 'em in Matt," Isaac instructed, seeing the two Zords on the HUD.

As the Megazord formation sequence was activating, however, Isaac was looking around and noticed Tanya shifting her shoulder in discomfort, a grunt coming from her.

"You alright?" He asked.

Tanya glanced aside at him, hearing him voicing his concern for her. A far cry from what he was like earlier, under that Demon's control…

"I'm fine," She brushed off, rolling her shoulders; grunting when the fractured bones shifted against one another, threatening to damage the muscles holding it together. "Nothing MUTT can fix."

Isaac let his gaze linger of the Yellow Gamma Warrior a second longer, before the Lightning Wolf Megazord formation was complete, the helmet sealing over the head. With a brief flash of light around the two halves of the helmet, fusing them together, the formation was complete.

By this stage, Fra-Be had managed to grab the Grey Steel Wolf Zord around the throat and threw it over her, making it come crashing down on the ground further up. She brought herself back to her feet, her fingers flexing and eyes narrowing dangerously at the sight of the Lightning-charged Megazord.

The two quickly approached each other, throwing punches and ducking to avoid the others' punches, shards flying from the newly formed magic shields on Fra-Be's forearms. The fists that connected with the Megazord sent sparks flying from the points of contain, and small showers raining down in the cockpit.

Almost in unison, the two Titans delivered uppercuts to one another, Fra-Be's magically enhanced and the Megazord's boosted by the five pilots putting all their effort into it. Both strikes connected, sending them both reeling. The Warriors all reeled back, Isaac and Kyle shaking their heads to recover.

"Fuck this fist-fight bullshit. We've got fucking lightning cannons on this thing! Let's just them!" Matt exclaimed, gesturing to the two crystals before him.

"I say do it; we've had enough of this bitch," Tanya agreed, gaining looks for her words. "What? Because I'm agreeing with Matt?"

"Yeah," Kyle admitted.

Huffing, Tanya flicked him off briefly before re-syncing with the others. Rolling their shoulders, with a little difficulty on Tanya's part, the teens activated the Lightning Cannons; the muzzles of the two Lightning Zords opened up, and visibly began to charge up with electricity. Fra-Be took note, rising to her feet again. The last traces of her shields fed back into her finger tips, reverting back simple, unformed magic at her fingertips. Bringing her hands together in front of her chest, she pushed them forward; one palm holding the open hand, spread out, facing the Megazord. In the centre of the open palm, a small, dense orb of dark yellow magical aura was swirling into form.

"Fire!" Isaac commanded.

The built up energy in both Megazord fists suddenly let rip, burning through the air before the Megazord, and arced straight towards Fra-Be.

But the energy was intercepted before reaching its target, Fra-Be's counter-attack of a stream of magical energy flowed from her palm, streaking across the sky before her and colliding with the Megazord's blast. The two massive energy bursts fought with one another, each momentarily gaining a foot hold and pushing forward slightly. Only to get cut short and forced back the same distance by the other, leaving them back where they started.

This was a stalemate.

"Alright, let's keep it moving people! Only bring the essentials with you! Pax Valley is to be evacuated as soon as possible!"

The announcement was repeated by several different people wielding megaphones, across different parts of the city. Along long streets of Pax Valley, several Army Personnel carriers were dotted around the streets, armed soldiers standing alongside police officers, acting as mental safety barrier for the civilians as they made their way towards specifically designated buses and their own vehicles.

All across the city, families and individuals were pouring from their homes, carrying personal belongings in backpacks or travel suitcases. Children of varying ages accompanying them, the younger ones crying, somehow able to sense the tension flooding the adults. The middle-aged children asking various questions, finding the entire situation strange and new. The eldest were roped into helping the adults carrying the rucksacks, a mix of irritation and concern across the range of children.

"Alright, that should the last of them in this section of the city," One solider informed another, his Commanding Officer, both decked out in the standard United States infantry uniform and gear.

The CO nodded, one hand resting on the handle of his holstered pistol. "Right, let's get them moved out to the next two streets over. After that, that'll be the majority of the city evacuated."

"Heads up, we're getting a show."

Both CO and Corporal looked up, one troop standing on the roof of a personnel carrier beside the discussing pair, a large pair of binoculars raised to his eyes. Bringing them down again, he knelt down and offered the binoculars to the CO. Taking them, the CO raised them to his eyes.

From their perspective, right down the street led directly towards the outskirts of the city. And in this particular section of the city's outskirts, the soldiers and officers got a good look at the latest Megazord battle, fighting the latest creature; creatures that were led to believe to be mere Monsters.

Lowering the binoculars, the CO ground his teeth slightly, before reaching for his radio and saying, "Be advised, Power Rangers sighted outside the city. Try to pick up the pace in evacuating the civilians."

Handing the binoculars back to the solider stationed on the carrier, the CO moved out from behind the carrier, making gestures to the closest soldiers under his command. "Alright people, next streets! Move it out!"

At the command, the soldiers began making the preparations to move out with the carriers, just as the last of the civilians loaded their belongings into their cars and headed to the pre-designated temporary accommodations or relatives outside of the state.

At that moment, however, a massive blast echoed into the city, the resulting shockwave reaching them long before the sound, a barely visible shockwave blasting past the soldiers. Glass rained down upon them from the buildings above them, forcing them to shield their faces and any exposed skin. Others pressed their hands to their ears, a vague attempt to try and keep their hearing in one piece.

"What the fuck was that?!" The CO shouted, a faint ringing in his ears as he brought himself to his full height again, a small gash sliced across the exposed skin of his forearm oozing blood. As he quickly brushed the smaller shards of glass from his infantry-standard cut brown hair, he got a response.

"Sir, the Rangers!"

Grabbing his own pair of compact binoculars, the CO looked down the street and to the previously fighting Megazord and Monster.

"Mother of God…"

Even at the distance they were from the fight, the CO was sure that he could feel the heat generated from the two opposing energy streams, blasting one another and creating a shower of flames and arcs of electricity where the two met. Like two fountains of Water forced against one another, and looking for a way to get past the other.

"Alright, let's pick up the speed! Last thing we need is them turning that on the city!" the CO instructed, gesturing for his troops to get a move on. He quickly moved with them, picking up to a light jog, another pair of soldiers quickly following after him.

The scout that was stationed on the carrier stayed put, bringing his binoculars down from a second look at the current fight. "Jesus.. thought Grove in '98 saw some shit…" He muttered to himself, chewing on a piece of gum as he brought the binoculars back up to his eyes.

"How long can she fucking keep this up?!" Matt exclaimed, grunting and straining to maintain the stance needed to activate the Lightning Cannons. The others had the same issue, judging by the slight fidgeting each of them produced every so often. The cables connecting along their spines were ridged, the thinner ones twitching in mid-air.

"Longer than we can. The Zords are gonna overheat and fuck us if we keep this up much longer!" Natalie warned, getting several readings on her HUD, highlighting the two arms of the Megazord in red flashes and showing a rising temperature for each. "They're getting pretty fucking hot!"

"We talking Emma Watson hot?"

"50,000 Fahrenheit!" Natalie called out.

"…Definitely Watson hot," Matt muttered.

"Look, I don't know what that is in retard units, but I bet it's bloody hot. How long have we go?!" Isaac asked, side-glancing to Natalie.

"We're gonna get another twenty seconds before MUTT's safety buffers kick in and shut them down!"

"Can't we just disable those safety protocols?" Matt questioned.

"Safety buffers are there for a reason, shithead," Natalie snapped, before calling, "Fifteen seconds!"

"Nat, bring the Grey Zord back; see if it can make the Bitch Demon here stop," Tanya requested, suddenly remembering the Grey Steel Zord hadn't done anything for the entire time they had been in this stalemate.

Going quiet, possibly at the embarrassment at not coming up with that very idea, Natalie freed up one hand and activated the grey crystal.

"Five seconds!"

The grey-accented Wolf Zord suddenly came to life, rushing across the spot it had landed and towards the she-Demon, attacking from the side, and with Fra-Be's attention fully on the Megazord, its attack went unnoticed until the very moment of contact.

Fra-Be was tackled to the ground, and not a moment too soon; the electrical energy firing from the Lightning Wolves shut down, revealing the white hot glowing muzzles. And though they quickly became fading to a glowing red and orange, it was still impossibly hot.

"How long does it need to cool off?" Isaac asked.

"At least another two minutes," Natalie informed after a brief moment to go over the readings.

"Alright; back to old-fashioned shit-kicking," Matt concluded, rolling his head and bringing his fists up defensively, the cables tensing with the other teens and helping them bring their fists to the right height.

As one, the teens moved the Megazord forward, as Fra-Be kicked the Grey Wolf Zord off her and got back to her feet and barely got her defences up when the first strike came crashing down. The red-hot muzzles of the Lightning Zords threatened to burn even her scales, but the shields re-formed across her forearm just in time for the next strike. She moved her shields with every offensive attack by the Megazord, waiting for the right time to strike. The she-Demon made her move when she dodged one punch aimed at her head, sending the Megazord stepping forward an extra step further than expected. An elbow to the back of the helmet sent it staggering forward another couple of steps, crushing any forestation that was unfortunate enough to be underneath.

Fra-Be turned, ready to deliver a strike to the exposed back, but was forced aside when the Grey Steel came leaping at them; the Demon believing it to be another attack on her. But the large Zord simply leapt past her and, mid-leap, began the transformation process to combine with the Megazord. The unfolded legs wrapping around the limbs, locking into place. The main body of the Zord folded smooth against the back of the Megazord, its head coming to rest just behind the Megazord's head. Transformation complete, the Megazord turned around sharply; forearms stretching out slightly, the Warriors in the head becoming reacquainted with the Grey Steel exo-skeleton.

"Now this.. this is more fucking like it!" Kyle said, flexing his fingers at the returning sensation of sheer power and strength coursing through him and the others.

The Megazord turned its head slightly, seeing Fra-Be rushing at them; seeming to hope catch them off guard while they were distracted with the addition of the new Zord to the overall Megazord. But just as she went to bring down her magically formed, transparent-white dagger on the metal Titan.

But a sudden burning sensation around her wrist made her stop, and started shouting in pain as the intense sensation of burning skin and the smell of burning scales reached her nostril slits. The source led to the glowing red-hot Wolf Zord hand, in the form of a burning muzzle, wrapped around her wrist. The dagger shattered into magical shards, as her hand opened up and tried getting out of the grip that was burning her alive.

She tried clawing the metal forearm holding her in place, but a gut-wrenching screech came from the scaled Demon when the other hand was brought down on her forearm; cutting straight through the scales and cauterizing the wound shut. Half of the forearm and the hand came off, and the rest of the body stumbled back, holding the newly formed stump in agony.

"Was that really necessary?" Kyle asked, as the hand was tossed aside.

"It's either that, or you're gonna make some stupid fucking Star Wars reference. Trust me, it was always going to happen, so we just got it out of the way," Matt replied bluntly, helping bring the Megazord's defences up with the others, and proceeded towards the still-screeching she-Demon. As they approached, she turned to them and tried fighting off the Megazord with her single-remaining arm. But the Megazord easily stepped back, out of the she-Demon's futile attempts to attack.

At one punch that ended up carrying Fra-Be one step too far, the Megazord grabbed onto the other arm and clamped down. More violent screeches came from the she-Demon, fearing the loss of her other hand. But that fear soon became worse when her knee was kicked out, forcing the she-Demon to her knees, both hands firmly grabbing her head. Screeches echoed from the she-Demon, as both the force of the grip and the blinding burning sensation squeezed down around her head.

"The cannons cooled enough for another blast?" Isaac asked.

"Barely," Natalie responded.

"All we need is one shot," Isaac replied lowly, turning back around to face the kneeling Demon before them, head firmly held in the Megazord's glowing fists. Soon, the charging sequence of the Lightning Cannons began again.

"Ready," Natalie called.

"Fire!"

At Isaac's order, the five channelled the Lightning Cannons once more; Fra-Be's screams becoming overcome by the electrical energy crackling he air around them as the close proximity of the two energy sources in regards to each other. The energy orb encircled Fra-Be's head, the energy crackling reaching an all new level before it finally stopped.

Combining with the sickening squelch of Fra-Be's head exploding. Green blood splattered across the ground and the across the front of the Megazord. The rest of the body fell back, quickly becoming encased in a swarm of black-and-green flames. As if it were nothing more than a human-sized human, the body was burned into nothing.

"Thank fucking God," Tanya grunted, trying to slouch in relaxation, but the wires and cables remained ridged, keeping her tensed up. "That bitch deserved it."

The Throne Room was shrouded in darkness, like a foggy day in the Huma Realm. Batibat couldn't see much further than a few feet as she entered; ever since the Master had been reformed to a physical form, the Realm had grown.. darker, if that were even possible. Despite the murky darkness, the sinister, red glow from her Master was clear as day when it came into view, even partially concealed by his torn and shredded robes, any shard that broke through, shone like stars.

"Master…?" She asked lowly, coming to a stop to what she knew was the centre of the room, just a few feet before the steps to the throne itself. Several signs told her this; the particular grooves in the rocks beneath her feet, guiding her to her place.

No response came, but she knew her Master was sat there, the staggering drop in temperature, the aura of dread that seemed to flip what counted as her stomach... Not that it was any different to any other time she had stop before the Master. When still no response came, she opened her mouth to start speaking again, but was stopped in her tracks when a second source of light broke through the soup-clear air.

This one was a dirty white, floating down from the ceiling of the Throne Room, breaking through the smears like sunlight through thick clouds. The descending orb finally came to rest, seemingly in mad-air. But Batibat knew better, its positioning gave her Master away. That was right before the right armrest of the Throne…

"Be still, Batibat…" A slow, rumbling of a response came from the darkness, as the orb was slowly raised and brought to just before the centre of the Throne; the orb suddenly starting to grow smaller, as the light produced was stolen. Flowing from the orb and feeding into the dark red light produced by the Master; briefly illuminating the rest of the Master's body, but there wasn't much else to show. Simple a better picture of the torn robes, and casting the underside of his hooded head in even more shadow. The last of the light draining from the orb, causing it to vanish, the Master's hand resting to rest on the armrest of the Throne. Black, skeletal fingers gripping the old skull that sat at the end.

"I.. It appears you are aware of Fra-Be's destruction…" Batibat continued slowly, bringing her arms folded behind her back, her gaze still cast downwards. Focusing mostly on the ground beneath her, she only heard the movement as the Master rose to his feet; the robes coming to hang loosely on the non-visible body that lay beneath. The sound of claws clattering down on the stone steps quietly sounded, grinding against with the end of every step.

Pausing briefly when he reached the grounds before the throne, the Master waited for Batibat to respond to his silent demands. Realizing the unspoken order, Batibat quickly accompanied her Master's side, and the two began walking from the Throne Room. The Master stood a clear two and a half feet taller than the Warlord beside him, yet he paid that minimal thought as they walked out of the Throne Room.

"She served her purpose…I got what I wanted," The Master finally spoke as they entered one of the larger chambers of the Realm, approaching the spot where Batibat would usually summon portals to enter the Human Realm. "The minds of the humans were surrenders to me; giving me information I required," he added not a second later, not giving Batibat a moment to even think about asking what he meant by that.

Not that she would ever dare ask such a question...

Instead, she responded with another matter.

"Master, please.. we will re-acquire the Silver Wolf Crystal as soon as we can…" Batibat replied quickly, casting her eyes to the opposite side to where the Master was standing. Not a moment after she spoke, however, did she fall quiet as the Masters' gaze turned to rest on her; fearing she would face the intensity of a Siren's gaze into her very being if she looked around.

"This is not about the Silver Crystal. That is not the priority as of now," Horror responded, a faint, rumbling snarl carrying the words from him.

"This... Silver Warrior's mind surrendered information that could be of use.. against Oktrix."

This caught Batibat's attention; turning her gaze sharply around, looking to her Master as he continued walking, the she-Demon stopping dead in her tracks. "You.. wish to go to war with Oktrix. M... Master…"

"Silence," Horror snapped, his sharp tone feeling as though it was enough to physically split Batibat straight down the middle. Silencing the Demon beside him, Horror brought his back straight once more and continued.

"Oktrix is a target that must be eliminated. Their destruction is my intended goal, all that remains is the finer details in the execution. But one thing is certain.. the Humans' minds will be required. The humans always were Oktrix's.. favourable.. specimens."

Horror came to a stop at long last, standing before the great Wall of Demons, several large spots where Demons had come and gone, and yet, their essence stood before the Wall. Horror's head rose, the hood remaining in place in concealing the features, a deep, growling exhale passed through the Master's dead lungs.

"All these years.. and now, my revenge shall be exacted."

The setting sun created a scene of tranquillity, many shades of yellow, darkening into orange and deep reds, filled the sky surrounding the sun. The fading light blanketed the forests and greenery surrounding Pax Valley; the city itself looking as though it could have be taken straight out of a fantasy.

…If that fantasy was set in a post-apocalyptic dystopian future. Smoke was still billowing thickly from the damage and destruction littered throughout the city, buildings in ruin and damaged to within an inch of collapsing.

And overlooking it all from his spot on the hill, Savage's sharp gaze looked across the full spectrum of what was before him. The peaceful fields of nature, to the battle-damaged monument to the Humans. His hands shifting deeper into the pockets of the black-and-red accented trench-coat he wore, Savage exhaled slowly through his nose; the light wind brushing against his fur, his ears twitching and moving slightly at the faintest of noises.

Meaning he heard Isaac long before he spoke.

"Hey…" Isaac greeted, stepping from the thick barrier of trees and bushes and coming up to join Savage on the edge of the hill. Bringing his hands into his jean pockets, Isaac stood a couple of feet away from the Wolf, his eyes darting across his arms. Several wraps of bandage surrounded sections of both his arms, several deep flesh wounds scattered his forearms, as well as a few ugly bruises forming across his back.

The two stood as is, a silence enveloping them. Savage knew this pause had a purpose to it; he'd seen it many times before with the young pups of his Pack. They were building up to try and speak to an elder.

"MUTT's given me the all clear," Isaac eventually said, breaking the silence. "Said that.. whatever had control of me when that Demon was alive the first time is gone."

All he got in response was a mere nod, the wind picking up a bit more, causing Savage's fur and coat, as well as Isaac's hair, to wave with the breeze.

"It has never been quieter than it is now, the city."

Isaac turned slightly when Savage spoke, wondering if he had heard the large wolf right. When he figured his ears were still fully functioning, he asked, "What do you mean?"

"You humans, you.. make so much noise. A constant.. buzzing in the air, constant chatter. Even in the dead of night, you're doing something. Disturbing the peace, the natural order of things," Savage expressed, turning to look across at Isaac. His ears flicked back, the faintest sign of his teeth threatening to bare.

But he soon turned back to forward facing again, looking at the city once more. "But now.. now that the humans have left.. there is peace. The quietest I've heard it since the five of you became the Warriors."

"Yeah.. the evacuation. MUTT showed us the broadcast…" Isaac said, side glancing at the Wolf briefly, but he quickly re-adjusted and looked straight ahead again. "Decided to play it while he was patching me up, and stitching Tanya back together…"

Silence covered the two once again, but before it could become a pregnant pause like it had before, it was quickly broken by the arrival of Natalie, Matt and Kyle bursting through the bushes, all three coming to a stop, using each other to stop in their tracks, at the sight of Isaac and Savage turning to look at them. "What are you three planning?" Savage questioned, pulling his clawed hands free of the trench coat.

"Who said we're planning anything?" Matt asked defensively.

"You've got that look about you when you're thinking about something, like a fucking monkey trying to fit shaped blocks through holes," Isaac commented dryly, earning smirks and muffled laughter from the other two.

"Fuck you," Matt muttered, rolling his eyes and bringing a hand up to scratch his neck. "We're just going into town, grab some shit. Everyone's gone, so who's going to stop us from heading in?"

"Are you going looting?" Isaac asked Matt, before looking to the others and repeated, "You're going looting, aren't you?"

"Look, Isaac," Natalie replied, stepping forward and in front of Matt. "Even you've got to admit the Den is shit when it comes to actually being comfortable."

"It does the job," Savage responded sharply.

"For you, yeah, but when you've got tech just sitting down there," She gestured to the city down the hill, "And it's just going to go to waste if we don't.. fine, steal it. But who knows how long before they come back to Pax? Hell, if they ever do. And if that actually happens, you really think they're going to care? It'll be.. what? A few TVs, games consoles, a shit-ton of food. If we're going to spend life here, why not enjoy it?"

Isaac looked between the three briefly, each giving their own look, while Natalie and Kyle's were vaguely similar, the look of 'we're going to do it whether you want to or not, so just let us' look, while Matt had the look of 'who the fuck are you to judge' plastered all across his body, not just his face.

Eventually, Isaac just sighed, before saying, "Fuck it, y'know? Not a parent or anything, so what can I do to stop you?"

Kyle and Natalie broke into smirks, gesturing for Matt to follow as they quickly moved around the pair, heading off towards the city. Their speed drastically increased since acquiring the Howlers, turning into faint blurs of colour as they moved.

"Acting like I'm their fucking father," Isaac muttered under his breath, shaking his head slightly as he turned to side glance at Savage. "Can you believe them?"

"Everyone someone to look up to," Savage replied, turning around partially, as if turning to head back towards the Den. "A mentor, paternal figure.. an Alpha." Placing a large, heavy paw on Isaac's shoulder momentarily, Savage gave it a slight squeeze, almost a fatherly touch, as he said, "This may be happening a lot more, Isaac, what with the coming threat. They need it."

With that, he walked off back through the bushes and trees, leaving Isaac on the hillside, overlooking the city that stood before him. He watched as Savage vanished from sight, turning back to fully face the city again. "Yeah.. parental…" Isaac told himself, scratching the back of his neck slowly.

"Alright, that.. should be it."

The doctor, dark-skinned, 40-something, with black hair cut to just above her shoulders, finished tapping up her report on the laptop. She got up and approached the medical bed E was lying on, attached to several drips, which she added yet another one.

Easing the needle end into an exposed vein in his forearm, she said, "Just going to take a blood sample and send it off to the lab. God knows what may still be hanging around in your blood."

"Do what you've got to do, Doc," E grunted quietly, flexing his upturned fingers slightly, looking over the multitude of needles sticking out across the length of his arm. His shirt and jacket lay on the chair at the opposite end of the room, leaving him lying on the bed, exposed from the waist up.

Connecting the thin, clear hose from the needle tip to a large syringe, the doctor began drawing blood from her patient; the dark crimson liquid feeding down the hose and into the syringe, where it began collected up. Mid-extraction, she glanced up when she heard a knock at the door.

"Come in," She called, just about to finish pulling the necessary amount out of E. The door opened up just as she pulled the needle free, and E glanced up over to find Clint standing in the doorway, all dressed up in his black combat gear, pistol holstered at his thigh and hands folding behind his back.

"Sir," Clint stated, before turning to look towards the doctor. "How's it coming along?"

"I've finished the assessment of the patients' mental and physical condition, and I'm just getting ready to send the blood sample off to see if they can dig through it, to see if anything's hidden away in the blood cells," The doctor replied, placing the blood-filled syringe into the small, padded security case she had been provided with for this assessment. She got to her feet, but before she left to deliver the case, she grabbed a small, white plastic cup from her desk and handed them to E.

When he glanced up at her, she stated, "Trust me, you're going to need them."

"I'm not one for medication," E responded flatly, yet took the small cup from the doctor.

"Well tough shit, Elijah," The doctor replied sternly, sharing a brief glare with the agent. Clint was sure that E's other fist clenched tightly. Not from the irritation caused by the doctor's words, but the use of his name.. wasn't something E took lightly. Without another word, she left the room, stepping past Clint and down the corridor. As her footstep echoes started to become distant, Clint stepped closer and took up a seat beside E, who was now sitting up and had his legs over the side.

"These Wolf Zords that you acquired.. we've broken them down to their individual components, and I've got a couple of groups of engineers and techies working on them now. Hopefully we'll be getting the information we need about them soon enough," Clint informed, pausing briefly when E threw his head back and downed the collection of pills. Setting the now empty cup down, he grabbed a small cup of water beside it and downed that as well.

"Fucking hate pills…" E grunted, clearing his throat to get the last of the medication down his throat. "What about those asteroid fragments? How's the progression going on those?"

"We've had some good luck, thankfully," Clint confirmed. "Those asteroid fragments had absorbed some of the energy from the Silver Crystal. We've made a few modifications, and we've got something our soldiers can actually use against the Rangers. We just need time to mass-producing them for them all to use."

"Good, good," E noted, getting up on his feet and grabbed his shirt and jacket. Slipping both on, grunting quietly at the muscles across his right shoulder blade trying to resist, he headed towards the door. But as he was about to walk through it, Clint rose to his feet and spoke up.

"Fairweather's been asking questions."

E paused, mid-step, before turning back around to face Clint. His hands slowly rubbed down his jacket sides, ending in his pockets. "What sort of questions?"

"She wants to know the identity of the Rangers, she knows we have them on record, but she's been getting irritated that we're holding that from her. And she's been asking other questions, questions I'm not even sure she should know to ask."

E nodded slowly, rolling his tongue around behind his teeth a few cycles. He finally spoke after another minute. "Fairweather still has her uses; we just need to…be cautious with our next steps. And I do intend on making use of all she can give." With that, E turned back around and walked out through the door, leaving Clint momentarily standing there before he followed after him.