"Okay, I'm going to go locate Sky and Chase, help them bring in Mirloc if necessary." Drake eyed the two young teens but mainly kept his eyes locked on Megan, knowing she was likely to be the one to disobey his orders. "This means you two are to remain here and not to step a foot outside this time ship." The last thing he needed on top of making sure Sky and Chase were okay, was to keep an eye on two teens looking for trouble. Things were bad enough as they were.

"….But we can help," exclaimed Megan. She wasn't about to back down, not by a long shot. She was too much like her father to back down without a fight. "I didn't go to all this trouble just to sit and wait around in some time ship."

Drake eyed her closely. In that moment he saw the bullheaded and stubborn attitude of Eric Myers, a very bad combination. He couldn't help but admire her courage and knew one day in time she would make a fine officer, but she had no idea what they were up against. She was still young and naive, she still had so much more to learn. "No, Megan, you and Sam are to remain here. It would be too dangerous for both of you." He gripped her shoulder, looking her directly in the eye. "One day your day will come and you will understand, but right now you would be too much of a distraction. Mirloc is very powerful…."

"He killed Sky's dad, didn't he?" asked Sam.

Drake sighed heavily and nodded his head. "Yes…"

"…If he's that powerful, you guys are going to need all the help you can get!" exclaimed Megan.

"I said no, Megan. This is not your battle, you're too young. You're not ready!" he stated firmly, as he walked over to the computer console and began pressing a number of keys before checking to make sure his blaster was fully charged and ready. Without any Ranger powers it would be his only means of protection. He turned to meet the two teens, his face becoming very serious. "…I need you two to promise me something. If we're not back in two hours, you press the auto-pilot button; it will take you home."

"What!" exclaimed Megan, her face becoming furious. She couldn't believe he would ask such a thing. "…No. I won't do it. I won't leave them behind!"

"Listen to me, Megan." Drake grabbed a hold of her shoulder firmly looking her right in the eyes. "….I don't know what's going to happen, but things could get real bad out there…" He sighed heavily. "Just promise me that you'll go back ….promise me that you'll tell Jenny that I love her." He had been around long enough, had fought enough battles, to know that not everything goes the way you want it to. Anything could happen. He has learned that more then once in his life.

"But..." She was a loss for words. She could see the look in his eyes, they were uncertain and uneasy, he was scared, something she had never seen. He always had this confidence about him like he was the bravest guy she had ever met.

"Two hours." He showed two fingers. "….If we're not back in two hours, you have to go back. Can I count on you?"

Megan sighed heavily, but nodded her head. "….Two hours," she reluctantly said.

"Good." He stood up and took one last look at them, with hopes that he would see them again and that when the time came they would listen and follow his orders. "….I'll see you guys…. ….I'll see you guys real soon."

The room was silent with just the two staring back at one another. Mike Corbett stood at the end of the table, while Cliff sat in a chair across from him. He had the man who had murdered his little girl, his first born, right in front of him. He could do whatever he wanted to do to him and no one would ever question him, no one even knew he was here, outside from Cassie Chan's mother who didn't have a clue as to who the young man before him was. He could kill him right here and right now and no one would know the difference ….but he would.

"I wouldn't try to stop you," announced Cliff, finally breaking the silence as he eyed the blaster on Mike's belt harness. "…You have every reason to want me dead."

Mike didn't answer right away. He had wondered what he would say to the one who killed his daughter and the others when the day would come when they would come face to face, and what made it all the harder was that it was a friend, but even more than that, it was also the son of a dear friend of his. He had once met Cliff back before Gruumm kidnapped the young boy. He had even attended the funeral of both father and son, but little did any of them know the boy was very much alive. The boy would grow up to be Cliff Cooper, an alias that Gruumm had given him. Mike felt guilty that he hadn't recognized the young man, hadn't seen it. He was one of the few who had know about the existence of Cassie Chan and the Phantom Rangers son, but so much time had passed and as far as he knew Cliff Chan was dead. No one had been looking for him.

Cliff and the others would then be raised by Gruumm, their minds would be twisted and turned. They would go on to betray SPD and kill many fellow officers, including his own daughter. He had every reason in the world to want revenge against him, to make him pay for what he had done. "….Maybe I do, Cliff." He walked around and took a seat next to him. "Maybe I do, but…." He sighed heavily, finally truly understanding what the young man had gone through all those years ago. He couldn't even begin to imagine what kind of life that would have been for a young child. What kind of hell it would have been growing up in. It would be a never ending nightmare. They would do whatever they had to just to survive. "I taught my children that revenge is never the answer …all it does is cause more pain." He looked into the young man's eyes, knowing he had changed and knew that he regretted and was truly sorry for what had happened. "….Killing you won't bring Callie or any of the others back, it won't take the pain of losing them away." No matter what, he would always have that empty feeling in the pit of his stomach, a feeling he knew would never go away, no matter how much time would go by.

Mike took the time to be grateful that neither his son nor Chase were here, knowing that they could not handle having Callie's murderer here just yet. Though he had taught his son that revenge was never the answer, his young son was very passionate, perhaps too passionate, which was one of the reasons why it had been so hard to let him go and fulfill his dream of being a Ranger. ….Then there was Chase, the man who was going to marry his daughter, who had loved her with all his heart. Mike knew it had broken Chase's heart to lose her, it was also one of the reason that caused him to leave; without her there was nothing left for him here.

"No…" Cliff bowed his head down. "…It won't." He looked up to meet the old Commander's eyes. "….I never meant for it to happen, but…."

"I know…." Mike reached out and gripped his shoulder. "What happened to you was a terrible and horrible thing. It is not your fault…"

It is not your fault…. What a joke! Cliff pushed Mike away from him. "Not my fault!" He jumped from his chair, anger coming over him. "Not my fault! Damnit! It is my fault!" he yelled. "It is my fault!"

"No! It's not your fault Cliff!" Mike jumped to his feet and firmly grabbed a hold of Cliff's shoulders. "It is not your fault. …You were just a child when they took you away," he said again. "Don't ever think that it's your fault."

"You weren't there…." He shoved Mike away. "…I didn't listen to him. I didn't go to meet her, I went back…" He gulped in heavily, feeling the overwhelming guilt of the one decision he had made that not only affected his life, but many others. His one decision cost lives, people died because of his decision. "…I went back. So don't tell me it's not my fault…"

Mike could see that Cliff was having trouble holding himself together, he could see the anger and guilt fuming inside of him. …But unlike many, he was the one person who could understand him, because he knew what it felt like. Maybe not from his own experience, but all those years ago, when he and the Magna Defender were connected he knew the feeling, the anger, the pain, the feeling like it's all over and nothing matters anymore. "….You can't blame yourself for what they did to you, because if you do, they will win, Cliff. They will win and everything that you have done up until now, trying to make amends, will mean nothing." A part of him knew he could end Cliff's suffering by killing him, but he couldn't, for a number of reasons, and not just because he was Cassie's son, but because it would go against everything he stood for, everything he believed in. He took a deep breath and looked the young man hard in the eyes. "…..Let me ask you this, Cliff, had you known what you know now, would you still not have listened? Would you still have gone back to help your father?"

Cliff didn't even have to think about the answer; it would always be the same answer. There was no question in his mind, even if the whole universe were to fall before his eyes. "….Yes," he whispered. "Yes, I would still have gone back to help him." Even though he failed and his father died, he knew he would always keep going back.

"…And that's why I won't kill you, why you can't let them win," Mike answered with tears in his eyes, clearing his throat. "…Because despite everything you've been through, everything you've done, you would still be willing to try to save your father, even knowing the cost it would come at." Even after everything, Cliff was still willing to give up his life to save his hero, his father.

"….Then it was a mistake for me to come here." Cliff pulled himself together and looked Mike hard in the eyes. "Perhaps I came to see the wrong one…."

"Cliff!" Mike called after him, before the young man walked out the door. "….We both know you didn't come here looking for paying a life debt."

"….I didn't come looking for forgiveness either." His sins could never be forgiven. No matter how much he tries to redeem himself, it will never be enough. There is no true redemption for the pain he has caused.

"I know." Mike cleared his throat knowing that Cliff would never forgive himself and never accept forgiveness from those who he has hurt. Though Mike knew that part of Cliff may have hoped for death to find him, he knew the real reason why he was here. "…You came for her."

Cliff didn't turn to face him, there would be no fooling Mike Corbett as to why he really had come here …..even though a part of him wanted his nightmare to be over, but he knew it never would be, it would always be there. "…I just wanted to see her."

"You should know she has been in a coma ever since the war on Sirius, until today…" Mike took a few steps closer. "…She woke up because of you."

"….I can't stay here." He turned to face Mike, a man he would always feel honored of having known. "We both know that not even you can convince everyone to understand." Though some would be sympathetic to his situation, there would be others who wouldn't be able to see pass all the blood and he couldn't blame them.

"…She's your mother, you owe it to her to let her know you're alive."

"The Cliff, the boy she knew died a long time ago; it's better this way…." He sighed heavily as much as he wished things could be different; he couldn't place this burden on her. She has been through enough. "…it's better that she doesn't know what happened to that little boy. What that boy grew up to be, the lives he took." He wouldn't do that to her. He couldn't.

"She's had experience in this kind of situation….."

Cliff cut him off; he knew Mike was doing all he could to get him to stay a little longer, to get him to go see his mother one more time. "…It's different when it's your own. I couldn't bear to see the look in her eyes, the heartbreak in her voice. She has already had her heart broken once. I won't let that happen, not again."

"…And waking up over a decade later, to learn that you've been in a coma only to find out that your friends are all dead, is so much better?"

He looked the older man in the eyes. "….Take care of her for me," and then in a quick flash before Mike could even react Cliff disappeared out of sight.

"Hey, you know she'll be okay," Lucas said as he sat down next to Eric outside of the SPD Academy. After it became clear that Megan and Sam had stowed away on the time ship, Eric had gone outside to get some fresh air before Hayley and Tommy arrived with the kids. "….Alex will make sure of that."

"I know." He knew that Drake would make sure nothing happened to Megan or Sam even if that meant having to glue their butts to the chairs, but that wasn't what really concerned him… "I just wish..."

"That she wasn't like you," finished Lucas.

"…Yeah." Eric turned to him and smiled faintly. He didn't mind having a daughter who was strong and who could take care of herself, but what scared him more than anything was her strong will and stubbornness, to the point that she would be putting herself in danger. …And if the future would have its way, she would one day become a Power Ranger, just like him. And at the moment all he wanted her to be was his little girl, because it didn't seem too long ago that he was holding her in his arms and changing her diapers for the very first time. "….Guess I'm not ready for her to grow up."

"I feel like that for every single one of my bunch." Lucas had to laugh, thinking about the old days, knowing that back then he would never in a million years image himself and Eric having this conversation. …Back then he had never thought he would be a family guy; he was always the player, just looking to have a good time, but that all changed. And then Eric - who would have thought the big hot shot would get married and start a family.

"….Hey. I didn't mean any disrespect about the whole mutant thing." Knowing that he might have been a little out of line, before when Lucas and Drake were explaining the whole situation.

"It's okay. I know you're just looking out for Sky."

Eric laughed lightly. "….Problem is, he says he doesn't need anyone to be looking out for him. He's filled with so much anger and resentment." He sighed heavily. "He's a lot different from the little boy you remember."

"….People change, Eric, look at us." He smiled. "…I mean, you're not the jackass I knew all those year ago."

"And I take it with all those kids you have, you're not the party boy you used to be…." He grinned.

"Nope. Can't say I remember the last party, beside birthday parties, that I've been to." He gripped Eric's shoulder. "…Sky will get through this, it's just going to take him some time to understand."

Eric nodded his head, knowing it might take a long while until Sky would ever understand the things that had happened in his life. Even to this day, there were things about his own past that he still didn't understand, his parents, everything that had happened to him, why nobody wanted him or even gave him a chance back when he had been a kid, just looking for someone to understand him.

For the last half hour Sky and Chase hadn't spoken a word to each other. Sky acted like he was on the warpath, tracking down Mirloc; unfortunately that was going to be a little difficult as they had nothing with them to track him down. They would have to wait for him to make his move. In that time Chase had taken notice that they hadn't left the general area of where his father's cabin was. ….And he knew that there was something that Sky wasn't telling him, something that he knew had to do with whatever Mirloc had told him.

"What he'd tell you, Sky?"

"What did who tell me?"

"Mirloc…. Back at the parking lot, I saw you two talking."

"….That's between him and me," he answered harshly as he continued to walk through the forest, keeping his eyes open, knowing that Mirloc could be anywhere.

"Well, that's obvious, seeing as how he tried to kill mini-you." Chase knew he was going to have to push a little harder to get it all out of Sky, but he was fairly certain on his own why they had ended up here and just who Mirloc would be after. He just needed Sky to confide in him, so that the two could come up with a plan and hopefully this time work together, as a team. "….He's here for her, isn't he?" He grabbed Sky by the shoulder, forcing him to turn around and face him. It made perfect since Mirloc had targeted Jen back in 2001 and now he was looking to try again in 2004.

"Mirloc wants me, not her." Sky widened his eyes, he wanted to deny the fact that his mother's life was in danger. He didn't want to admit to Chase or even himself that Mirloc would go so far as killing his own mother to get rid of him. "…This isn't about her."

"It may not be about her, but since this whole thing started, every damn time, Mirloc has either tried to kill you directly or somebody that's linked to you!" He couldn't understand why Sky wasn't letting him in - or maybe he could, the two hadn't exactly been the best of friends lately, always at each other throats, bickering at one another. "Damnit Sky! ….Just tell me what the hell is going on!"

"….How 'bout I answer that question for you?" announced a voice.

Both Sky and Chase quickly turned around to find Mirloc standing behind them. Both of them felt their hearts racing as they got into a fighting stance, knowing that Mirloc had the upper hand by catching them both off guard. Mirloc smirked in a mocking sort of way, taking the time to taunt and poke some fun before he got down to business. "I'm trying to prevent your dear leader from ever being born." A wide grin covered his face. "…But I'm sure by now you would have figured that out, after all you are the great Chase Ryder, one of the most powerful Rangers to ever exist, just like your daddy…."

"….Hate to break it to you, pal," Chase stepped forward keeping his eyes locked on Mirloc, "….but you would have to be one damn fool to think that we will let you get anywhere near Jen."

Mirloc laughed mockingly at the boldness of the young blue Ranger. "….Do you really think you can stop me?" he questioned the two, darting his eyes over at Sky, who hadn't moved a muscle. "…We have faced off how many times, and yet you have not been able to defeat me."

"You know what they say, third time's the charm."

"Yes. But for who?" Mirloc locked his eyes right onto Sky. While Chase was a threat, the real threat was the red Ranger before him. "…Your luck has run out, boy, this time I will defeat you and then I will go after your dear mother."

"That's where you're wrong!" announced Sky. "….Because I will never allow that to happen, you won't get anywhere near her."

"And why is that? You actually think you can defeat me? You're worthless, just like your father. He was just as young and naive as you were and look what happened to him." Mirloc laughed. "What makes you think you'll fare any better?"

Sky knew he needed to hold his composure together. He couldn't let Mirloc try to get to him through his words; that had been his mistake the last time. He bit his lip hard and tightened his face. "…Because….." Sky glanced over to Chase, knowing that alone he would not be able to defeat Mirloc. "….I'm not alone. That's been my mistake the last two times. I was trying to fight my own battle." He knew now that while, yes, this battle was between him and Mirloc, that he alone would not be able to do it. He needed help with this battle. Mirloc had always tried to make it about him, that this was his battle and that he alone had to face it, but the truth was sometimes the greatest battles fought are better fought having a friend by your side, backing you up.

"How touching… Too bad your newfound declaration won't last for long."

"We'll see about that!" announced Chase as he nodded to Sky. "Ready, partner."

"…I've been ready for this my whole life," exclaimed Sky, as both of them morphed into action, planning on this being the final battle they would face against Mirloc.

"…Megan, what are you doing?" asked Sam as he hung over her shoulder, as she played around with some handheld device that she had found in one of the storage cabinets of the time ship a few minutes after Drake had left. That was over a half hour ago.

"Trying to get the hang of this tracking device," she answered back. It was a slightly complicated device, the technology was unlike anything she has ever seen before, but then what do you expect - she was sitting in a time ship after all. "….Do you know that I can pick up on any Ranger morpher frequency off of this thing?"

"…That's cool, I guess, but what does that have to do with us?" asked Sam, knowing he probably was going to regret asking the question, especially when Megans the one asking.

"Because as soon as I pick up on Sky and Chase's morphers, you're going to be teleporting us there."

"But Drake said that we should stay here, and if he's not back in a little more than an hour we're supposed to head back home," exclaimed Sam, not liking where this was going. "…You promised."

"I also promised, when I joined the academy, never to leave my friends behind." There was no way in hell she would be returning back to their time, not without Sky and Chase in the time ship with her. They were both her family. She turned to Sam eyeing him firmly. "And so did you right?"

"….But we're going to get in so much trouble."

"We're already in trouble," she announced, knowing very well her parents were going to ground her for a very long time. "….We might as well do something while we're here." She shrugged her shoulders. "…Look, if you don't want to come you don't have to; I can just follow the tracker to where they are." Either way she was going to do this, with or without his help.

Sam sighed heavily, knowing very well that Megan's mind was made up, but he also knew this was very dangerous. He just couldn't let her go off on her own, she was his best friend and he was supposed to be there for her no matter what. …Plus Sky and Chase were his friends too, he hoped one day to be just like them, a Power Ranger. Someone who is not afraid of the risks or the dangers they may face, someone who would always be there, someone who you could count on, no matter what. "…No. I'm going with you." He held out his hands. "We're in this together."

"I knew I could count on you, Sammy." Megan gave him a high-five. "Thanks, partner…"

Though they were finally starting to work together, Mirloc was still a handful. He was one of the most powerful beings that either one had ever been faced with. It didn't seem to matter how many of his moves they countered, Mirloc was always one step ahead; he was proving to be a difficult opponent who wasn't going to be taken down easily. Not while his mind was set on killing every existence of Sky. He was a man on a mission with a purpose, which can be a very dangerous combination.

"Give up. Make it easy on yourselves and surrender," taunted Mirloc, watching as the two regrouped to catch a quick breather. "It's only a matter of time; one way or another I will get to her and nobody," he locked his eyes on the red Ranger, "…Not even you will be able to stop me."

"…Think again, Mirloc!" announced a voice. A man jumped over the two Rangers and now stood in front of them. Drake locked his eyes firmly on the purple creature, who he was going to make damn sure got nowhere near Jen and would not succeed in killing Sky or preventing his birth. "You're outnumbered, three to one…."

"What are you doing here!" exclaimed Sky, not at all happy by the arrival of Drake, especially after everything that had happened between them.

"Making sure that the future stands as it is." He drew his blaster out, pointing it at Mirloc."….And that this freak of nature never harms anyone again…"

"….Who are you?" demanded Mirloc, wanting to know who the older man before him was. "You look like Wes Collins…."

"I have only gone by two names. These days I'm known as Drake, but years ago …..or in a future many years from now, I'll be known as Alex Drake, ….Time Force Officer." His voice was hard, he wanted to make it perfectly clear as to who he really was. He wanted to see the fear light up in Mirloc's eyes; that the person who stood before him was indeed a Time Force Officer. "….And I know who you really are, Mirloc."

"….Time Force, now there is a name I always love to hear." Mirloc laughed. "…But you must be a fool if you think that frightens me, Time Force." He was not the least bit intimidated by Drake's words, not at all. '….That was Omni's fear, not mine." He gloated, seeing the shocked look on the old officer's face. "We may be alike in many ways, but he was a fool, and he died a fool…" He smirked. "…Besides, you are not a threat to me, you're not even a Ranger."

"I may not be a Ranger anymore," exclaimed Drake. "…But I can assure you I still have plenty of fight left in me." A good many years might have gone by since he had faced off in a battle, one that could even claim his life, but he was ready for this ….he had to be. Everything would depend upon it.

"What do you think you're doing? ….You're the last person on the face of this Earth that I would ever want help from," announced Sky. He didn't want Drake to get involved in this, he might have accepted Chase's help, but there was no way he would ever accept anything from Drake. He wanted nothing to do with the man.

"…Sky…" Chase started, but then came to an understanding as to why Sky held so much resentment towards Drake. …If Drake was from the future, then he was more than likely the one who had brought Sky to the present when he was just a child.

"….I don't think the boy likes you very much," laughed Mirloc, taking note of the tension between the two, something he was sure he might be able to use to his advantage. "…Perhaps you should run along and I'll spare you …for now."

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Drake wasn't about to be taunted by Mirloc's words, he had been around far too long, had faced off against hundreds of criminals and killers of all kinds. He backed towards Sky and Chase, knowing they needed a moment to regroup. Drake turned to Sky, knowing he had every right in the world not to want him here. "…Look, Sky, I know you don't like me right now, but I'm not going anywhere."

"Why?" demanded the red Ranger. "…I didn't ask you to come after me." He was outraged that Drake had the nerve to show up at a time like this, especially when they weren't on good terms.

"Because many years ago I made a promise to someone who loved you more than anything." And he intended to make good on that promise, whether Sky liked it or not.

The red Ranger took a deep breath, trying to push back his anger for the time being. Right now wasn't the time or the place for him to be getting into it with Drake, the man who at one time had been his father. "….Just try to stay out of my way."

"….Oh goodie, the more the merrier."

"….You're going down Mirloc," exclaimed Chase.

"We'll see!" exclaimed Mirloc as he jumped in the air, trying to make his mark on Drake, but the former Time Force Officer was ready for him and began shooting his blaster at the purple beast while he was still in mid air, but Mirloc easily blocked the shots deflecting them away from harm.

Sky and Chase took charge when Mirloc was back on his feet, ready and rolling, the two stuck together, trying to bring him down, but Mirloc anticipated their every move as if he were reading their minds. "…Foolish Rangers, you are no match for me." He swung his leg around, kicking Chase hard in the gut and sending the blue Ranger flying towards a tree.

The red Ranger reacted quickly, forcing himself right into Mirloc and throwing punches and kicks; for a moment he was successful in pushing Mirloc back a few feet. He then round kicked Mirloc in the head, causing Mirloc to topple over. Sky stood over him, fists clenched together. "…It's you that should give up, Mirloc, make it easy on yourself and turn yourself in."

Mirloc smirked and raised his eyes up. "…Turn myself in." He laughed. "We both know I'll never turn myself in. …If you want me stopped, you're going to have to kill me."

"Don't tempt me." He wanted nothing more than to rid the world and the universe of this violent murderer, who had done nothing but litter the ground with the blood of those he had killed. "…Because you being dead …I wouldn't lose any sleep over it," he announced.

"…Sky!" announced Drake, knowing that Mirloc was up to something, he could feel his heart pounding.

"…Stay out of this!" he shouted back at Drake.

Mirloc grinned, knowing now was as good a time as any; he could see that Chase was slowly starting to pull himself together. He carefully reached behind his back and pulled out a small blaster, making sure to keep it hidden. "…I couldn't agree more, stay out of this, Time Force." Quicker than a bolt of lighting Mirloc jumped to his feet, swung around and shot Drake head on. "…This is between me and the boy."

Sky watched as Drake was sent flying back, grabbing a hold of his chest, gasping for air. Hs heart skipped a beat, almost as if some part of him hidden deep inside was actually concerned about the man he had wished would just leave him alone. He turned around to see Mirloc laughing at the sight. "…What's so funny!" he demanded.

"I got you and you don't even know it."

"How do you figure…" Sky stepped a few feet forward, taking a quick glance behind him; though Drake had been hit hard, he was going to be okay and Chase was starting to get to his feet, as far as Sky was concerned Mirloc was still outnumbered.

Mirloc just stared at him, grinning, with one hand behind his back holding a small ballish looking contraption. …Just seconds before he was going to throw it right at Sky, two others joined the battle scene, right smack in the middle.

"…This is a little too close, Sam!" exclaimed Megan, knowing this was not the best location for them to have ended up.

"Megan! Sam!" shouted both Chase and Drake, causing Sky to become distracted by the arrival of the two teens that he let his guard down.

"….Say hello to your father for me, boy."

Sky stood frozen, watching as Mirloc threw the ball at him. He had to react quickly, needing to protect those behind him he formed a shield, but there wasn't enough time for him to get any of the shield in front of himself, everything was so slow in happening. He was vaguely aware of Chase and Drake rushing to their feet, and shoving Megan and Sam to the ground, using their bodies to protect them from the blast.

Drake could do nothing but watch as Sky held the shield together, wanting to protect them, as the bomb hit him head on. He could feel his heart breaking, knowing there was no possible way for the young red Ranger to survive that kind of hit.

"…I'm sorry," Megan cried.

"A little late for that…." Chase answered, as he continued to shield Megan with his body, watching as Sky's shield shimmered away. There was a quick bright flash of light and then it was over, the only thing left to watch was Sky's battered body dropping to the ground, unmoving.

Mirloc began to laugh, watching as the four stood up. "…What a fool, just like his father."

"Is he..." Megan didn't know what to think, she had her eyes locked on Sky, waiting for him to move ….but nothing happened. She started to push past Chase, only to have her brother pull her back.

"Stay back, before you get yourself hurt," he shouted. "This isn't a game, Megan…." Chase then grabbed Sam by the shoulder, pulling him back towards him, as Drake stepped forward. "…You two head over to that tree and don't move unless I tell you to. Is that understood!"

Megan couldn't answer, all she had wanted to do was help, she hadn't meant for this to happen. No words would come out of her mouth, it was left up to Sam to answer. "…Yes sir." answered Sam, he too was feeling that sick feeling in his stomach. This wasn't how things were supposed to go.

"…So sorry, I guess you two will never be able to resolve your problems," mocked Mirloc, as he sent taunting looks to Drake.

"You're going to pay for this. I swear to you on my life you will pay!" Drake yelled as loud as he could. "…Even if I go down with you." He knelt down next to Sky, grabbing his morpher. "….I'm sorry, Sky."

"You really have no idea, do you." Mirloc directed his eyes at the two, but mainly locked them on Drake, laughing.

"…Oh, I'm fairly certain I have a pretty good idea." He snapped the morpher on his wrist. "It's time to show you what an old school Ranger is made of." Drake pressed the activation button. CLICK…. But nothing. He pressed it again, but nothing happened. It was just like it was with Wes's morpher. What the hell was going on? Why wasn't he morphing?

"What's wrong?" asked Chase, feeling his heart race. He knew very well there was no way he alone would be able to take down Mirloc and without Ranger powers Drake could only last for so long. "…The morpher's not damaged."

"…I don't know." Drake's heart began to race faster and faster. What was wrong? It should have worked. There is no logical reason why it shouldn't be working.

Mirloc's laughter began to ring in all of their ears….