Scott just sat, staring blankly into space as he tried to digest what Jayden had just told him. The Red Samurai Ranger just looked to him, becoming more nervous as time went on.

"So that's the big secret?" He asked. "That's what you've been keeping from them?"

"Yeah, it is." Jayden replied quietly, nodding a little dejectedly. "They can't..."

"Don't you think they have a right to know?" He asked him, rounding on Jayden.

"You can't tell them." Jayden told him. "You swore you wouldn't."

"I won't, but you should!" Scott replied sharply. "Jayden, they risk their lives on a daily basis for you. They gave up their lives without a second thought for you. Don't you think this is a pretty shitty way to repay them?"

"They can't know!" Jayden told him. "It's vital that they don't. If I told them..."

"Are you worried that they'd turn their back on their duties?" Scott asked him. "Maybe they would feel better about their decision if they had all the information and could make an informed choice."

"Or maybe telling them this now would only mean they would stop trusting me." Jayden answered him. "Please, the world, our world, relies on them. I can't risk..."

"You should tell them." Scott told him. "It's not my place to blow your secret, but I'm not happy about it. If you expect people to risk their lives for you, at least they should know why."

"I never asked them to risk themselves for me." Jayden reminded him.

"You didn't have to." Scott answered. "That's loyalty."

Just then, Antonio came back into the room with Gem, Gemma and Dr. K. He had a huge grin on his face as he came across, sitting next to Jayden.

"So, what's the verdict?" Jayden asked him.

"We still have no idea who our friend is," he told him excitedly, "but I figured out what gave her that power."

"What?" Scott asked him. Antonio just grinned.

"She had the Black Box." He told them. Jayden's mouth hung open.

"But..."

"Things are different here. Obviously the Black Box was completed here." Antonio told him.

"We also got accurate energy readings from the battle site." Dr. K told him. "When she struck, all traces of energy from Urumasa dissipated."

"What does that mean?" Jayden asked her.

"Antonio told us that the fragment of Urumasa you possessed continued to show signs of activity after it was broken." Gem explained. "Our Urumasa didn't."

"It was destroyed." Gemma concluded.

"So..."

"That means it's possible." Jayden gasped as he looked to them. "It's possible to destroy Urumasa completely."

"Exactly." Antonio stated with a huge smile. "I don't know about you, but I for one think this deserves a celebration."

"I guess it is almost lunch time." Scott said with a shrug. "And I think I know the perfect place."

"Where?" Jayden asked him.

"It's a surprise." Scott said with a little smirk as he gathered up his jacket. "Come on guys, whose hungry?"

In another part of Corinth, Emily and Mike were with their counterparts, showing them the effect their symbol power was having on assisting the crops in the new fields to grow. In the short couple of days they had been working, the fields had already come close to their first harvest.

"So, let's see you do something." Mike said to Michael as he gestured to the crop. Michael just looked at him blankly.

"But, I thought you were here to..."

"We're not going to be here much longer." Emily reminded them. "Look, Mike and I were talking, and we both kind of thought that maybe if the two of you used more of your symbol power..."

"We don't want any trouble." Em put down flatly, looking away sharply. "We just want to be left alone. We want peace, we want..."

"No one's hassled us." Mike reminded her. "If anything, people are grateful for our help."

"Maybe if you stepped up your involvement a little, then we would be able to go home a little quicker." Emily suggested. "This is your world; you're already working to help rebuild it. Why not do all you can?"

"We just don't want to end up with everyone relying on us." Michel explained.

"They already kind of do." Mike reminded them. "Perhaps it's time the two of you just got the credit you deserve."

Michael looked to his wife, who just looked back and shrugged.

"I guess we have already been using our powers." She answered. "Maybe we should see what the limits are."

Michael just smiled and looked back to their Samurai counterparts.

"Alright, show us what you've been doing." Michael told them, pulling out a paintbrush. "If we're going to be taking over, I guess it's time we started learning."

In their home dimension, the bell rang at the high school, signalling that it was lunchtime. Spike followed Vicky as she made her way towards the dining hall.

"The canteen food isn't great, but I've seen worse." Vicky told him. "Personally I bring my own stuff..."

"Uncle Bulk gave me a packed punch too." Spike told her, pulling a Tupperware out of his bag.

"Well, I guess that means we don't have to wait in line then." She commented as they arrived in the dining room. Jimmy and Mal were already in the dining room, waiting for them, saving a couple of seats.

"So, how was your first morning?" Mal asked as Spike sat down. He smiled.

"It wasn't too bad." Spike told him. "English is kind of a drag, but science looks like it'll be fun."

"Well, you still have the joys of Mr Thompson's gym class to look forward to." Jimmy replied, with the faintest hint of a shudder.

"Jimmy hates gym." Vicky explained somewhat redundantly. "He says Mr. Thompson picks on him."

"He does pick on me!" Jimmy protested.

"He picks on everyone." She stated, before looking back to Spike. "Everyone except the football team anyway."

"Most of the school's funding comes through the athletics department." Mal explained. "Most of the donations come from people donating to the football team, so they get kind of a golden ticket to act how they want."

"I didn't think stuff like that happened anymore." Spike remarked. "I thought that was all just on TV."

"Trust me; the football team are golden here." Mal assured him. "One time, a few of them asked me to do homework for them. When I refused, and some of them missed the game, Mr Thompson ended up making the next lesson dodge ball."

Spike didn't need this part explained to him; dodge ball was still an easy form of victimisation in schools. It was essentially modern stoning. Considering the fact that a lot of the kids on the football team were already close to two hundred pounds, someone the size of Jimmy or Mal really didn't stand much of a chance of getting away unscathed.

"Are you sure that wasn't just coincidence?" Spike asked him.

"He said that I lacked school spirit." Mal told him. "What do you suppose he meant by that?"

"Oh great, here they come." Jimmy remarked, seeing half a dozen members of the football team coming over. A couple of them were seniors, while the other four were juniors, but all of them were significantly larger than all four of the group. One of them looked darkly at them.

"You're sitting at our table." He stated abruptly. Spike just rolled his eyes.

"We were here first." He commented.

"Look new kid, maybe you didn't hear me." He replied. "We want to sit here. Take a hike!"

"Listen Brad..."

"Heard of me have you?" He asked. Spike just shook his head.

"Your name's stitched into your letterman jacket genius." He responded sarcastically.

"Spike, let's just go." Vicky whispered to him. "We really don't need any trouble."

Spike could see the others closing in, and figured she had a point. He just gathered up is possessions, as the others did likewise, and got up, leaving the table. The jocks all took a seat as he and his friends moved outside, finding a quiet spot to sit.

"Don't worry about it; they always throw their weight around." Vicky assured him. "It's best just to stay out their way."

"We don't bring lunch money anymore because they just kept taking it." Jimmy told him. Spike just sighed.

"This is the kind of crap my parents took me out of school to get away from." Spike responded as he pulled out a submarine sandwich.

"You're not going to quit are you?" Vicky asked. Spike just shook his head.

"I came back because I didn't want to run anymore." He told her. "If I run now, I'll always be running."

Just then, a senior walked past, smacking Jimmy's lunch out of his hands onto the ground, ruining it.

"Sorry." He stated somewhat less than sincerely. Jimmy just sighed. Seeing him, Spike took pity on him and tore his sub in half, handing half of it to Jimmy.

"My Uncle Bulk always makes way too much." He told him. "He seems to forget that I'm not as big an eater as him."

"Thanks." Jimmy replied, taking the sandwich. Spike smiled as his friends started on their lunch. Although his first day had already shown him that his expectations of High School had pretty much been met from his memory of the last time he had attended school, having a small group of friends showed him that he wasn't facing it alone.

Back in Corinth, Jayden, Scott, Antonio, Gem and Gemma arrived in a bar for lunch. It was a dimly-lit, modern place, with a huge, circular bar in the centre, and a stage by one wall. All the tables were set up, facing the stage.

"This place serves the best wings." Scott assured them, signalling over the waitress. "Five portions of wings and a pitcher of beer."

"Coming right up." The waitress replied. Scott just smiled as he saw Jayden eyeing up the stage.

"Do they do live music here or something?" He asked.

"Sometimes." Scott assured him. "There's definitely a show, that's for sure."

Gem and Gemma looked to each other and started giggling.

"Why do I get the feeling we're missing something?" Antonio asked.

"It's nothing." Gem assured him, trying to keep a straight face as he looked to Scott. The RPM Red Ranger just nodded to confirm his suspicions.

"Alright, what gives?" Jayden asked. Just then, the waitress arrived with the pitcher of beer and some glasses.

"Just relax would you, you'll see soon enough." Scott told them. Just then, the lights dimmed and a spotlight shone on the stage.

"There are a lot of people here for a lunchtime show." Jayden commented.

"Uh, Jayden, have you noticed anything else?" Antonio asked. Jayden just looked around and shrugged.

"What?"

"Where are all the guys?" Antonio asked him. Jayden had to take another look around, and confirmed that he was right. Almost all the patrons here were women.

"Alright folks, please put your hands together, and welcome Spartacus!" The host called over the house microphone. A man strode onto the stage, wearing a cheap costume, and carrying a spear and a shield. Jayden watched on as some music began and he started to dance.

"Uh, alright." He stated, looking to Scott. "What...?"

"Oh God." Antonio announced, burying his face in his hands. "You didn't!"

"I did!" Scott said with an evil smirk as the man on stage dropped his spear and shield, continuing with his routine.

"Did what?" Jayden asked. Just then, the man on stage tore off his breast plate. "Wait, this is..."

"Yup." Scott announced. "I thought you might find this entertaining."

"Look, just because I'm..."

"It's more than just any strip joint." Scott told him. Jayden furrowed his brows, before turning back to the stage. The man on the stage pulled off the helmet, revealing his face. Jayden's eyes just grew wide.

"You've met everyone else's counterpart." Scott told him. "I just thought you might like to see the full set." Jayden just burst out laughing.

"Come on Antonio, you should see this." Jayden told him.

"Yeah, I think I'll pass." He replied. "Somehow I could do without having to describe seeing myself stripping to a shrink."

"Well, look on the bright side." Jayden told him. "Even in this dimension you look pretty good."