QUEST FOR THE LUNATI TREASURE
Episode #14
"Blade"
The secrets men keep can grow burdensome over time. They can be weighing, challenging to hold so close. When a secret is formed, it becomes a looming cloud, hovering over those who choose to keep it. But no secrets can be held forever. The biggest secrets always have a way of becoming known, especially when the holders of that secret each have their own agenda. The secrets men keep lead to the biggest lies and when one secret is revealed, lies will be exposed as well. This leaves only one remaining question for those that keep such secrets.
How long will it be before the secret is out?
In the darkness of the large factory, the flowing robes belonging to Tarok appeared almost black. They had been soiled by the wreckage of his last home and Tarok was hoping not to experience anymore such mishaps. It helped that no one outside of that factory knew he had taken it as refuge.
The Lunati man descended the staircase at the very rear of the abandoned factory. His steps were slow and methodical. Tarok was always plotting, even when it came to how fast he wished to reach his destination. He continued on his way in the basement of the factory, until he reached a metal door. His hand gripped the handle and he opened the room, lit only by a few candles.
Tarok entered and could see her head turn to him, as the door creaked. She stood up from the cot where she had been sitting and walked over to him, showing more closely her look of unhappiness.
"We can't stay here," Addie Malcolm said. "He needs to go to a hospital!"
As she spoke, she pointed back at the cot where her brother had been lying motionless for hours, since their arrival.
"Our stay here will not be permanent," Tarok revealed. "We simply need a safe position to formulate our next plan of attack."
"Plan of attack?" Addie said, looking confused. "We're not attacking anything. Look at Bishop! Look what all your plotting has done to him! If you hadn't given the Ja'Vey all that power, we wouldn't be in this mess."
"My actions are not your concern," Tarok spoke defiantly. "The only thing you need to worry about is getting the Lunati sword back!"
"Back?" Addie spoke, again confused. "Tell me you're not planning another trip to Panama, because if you are, I'm out!"
"No," Tarok answered. "The sword is closer than you think. I can feel it in my bones. Someone has found it and we must retrieve it now! Time is running short."
"Time could be running short for Bishop!" Addie protested. "And I'm not going anywhere until he's better. So, you I suggest you find a solo plan, because this partnership's on hold…indefinitely!"
Addie turned her back on Tarok, in her own defiance and sat back down on the cot next to her brother, checking his wounds. Tarok raised his fist in anger, as he walked towards her. But he paused in mid-step when he felt the energy building within Addie. In this instance, her anger was more powerful than his own and he knew to pick his battles. He walked back to the metal door he entered through. He looked back at his hunters in the candle light.
"I understand," Tarok said, quietly.
As he closed the door, he knew that indeed time was running short for him. He was the keeper of a grave secret and the one thing that could break his web of lies was the Lunati sword. Tarok stormed out of the factory quickly, walking faster than he ever had before.
As the doorbell rang once more, Garza contemplated not bothering to even try to answer. His shower had been interrupted and he barely had time to dry himself off. But, the constant ringing of the bell had gone from being an annoyance to a problem he was determined to solve quickly. He swung the door open and was stunned by the blonde staring back at him. Before he could invite her in, Jessica Lorrie walked right into the living room of the Durst house.
"Jessica, what are you doing here?" Garza said, still surprised. "Jimmy could have been here."
"You really don't think highly of my intelligence do you?" Jessica said, sarcastically. "I'm the smartest person you'll ever meet. Finding out the work schedule of Sgt. Durst is a miniscule task for my intelligence."
"Look, I know you're upset but—"
"Shut up," Jessica said, cutting him off. "You've done enough talking. You know I heard your message. Now you're going to hear my response. Since we're both adults, I won't stoop to leaving a message on your phone about it!"
Garza winced, as he realized the futility of his actions and knew it was the reason for her anger towards him.
"I can't begin to explain how immature you're being," Jessica said, sternly. "I'm not some stupid bimbo you can toy around with."
"I—"
"And," Jessica said, loudly cutting him off again. "Despite our age difference, I'm not a child. In fact, your behavior is the one that's bordering on infantile."
Garza put a hand up, gesturing, begging for her to let him get a word in. Jessica finally stopped talking, although her huffs were still audible in the room.
"I'm sorry," he said.
It wasn't a good opener. He knew from the look of fury building in her face once again.
"You're right," he quickly added. "You're not a bimbo and I wasn't trying to treat you like one. You're smarter than anyone I've ever met and…I don't even know what infantile means, but you're probably right about that too."
Garza took his cue from her. He noticed her breathing begin to steady. He was on the right track.
"Just listen to me," Garza said. "What happened between us was fantastic…but dangerous. If the Ja'Vey found out—"
"Don't bring them into this," Jessica said, her mood turning to sadness. "You can't use them as an excuse so you won't take the risk. They could be dead."
"They're not dead!" Garza said, forcefully. "I can feel it in my bones. They are alive and they're out there, plotting their revenge. I can't let you be their next target."
"You also have no right to decide for me what I can and cannot have!" Jessica said, pressing him on the point she had been trying to make since her arrival. "I'm willing to fight for what I want because I care about you."
Garza grabbed Jessica's arms, pleading with her to listen to him.
"If they ever found that I—how I feel, they'd use it against me in a heartbeat and I couldn't handle anything happening to you," Garza said.
"I can take care of myself," Jessica said.
"I know that, but—"
"But nothing!" Jessica said, angrily forcing her arms out of his grasp. "You have to take responsibility for your feelings and you can't let anything stand in your way if you really want something bad enough. So when you're ready to grow up and take charge of your life and stop living it based on fear, give me a call."
Without another word, Jessica walked out of the Durst house just as quickly as she had entered. As he heard the door slam shut, Garza took a deep, troubled breath, wondering how he could even begin to make this situation right.
On a steep mountaintop above a roaring waterfall, the lair of Dark Shadow stood quiet and unmoving, a symbol of tranquility and peace. Seconds later, the quiet peace was broken by the sound of an engine miles above the property. The blue Helio Zord soon landed on the large concrete platform that had been its home for over a month since Evan Yukito had liberated it from the Hartford estate. With the engine deactivated, Evan exited the vehicle, followed by his comrades Miko, Taiyami and the owl Waza who took off to the skies, zipping around the group.
"It feels good to be free," the owl spoke, his voice excited despite showing his advanced age.
"Sorry it was such a long trip, Waza," Evan said. His voice was full of pride. "But, we got what we went for."
The group entered their lair and headed directly for the large room at the front of the house, which not only acted as their meeting room, but also a place of leisure.
"Home sweet home," Miko said, as she raised her arms at her sides, as if to give a hug to the vast space. "New Zealand was amazing, but there's no place like home."
Taiyami, however, didn't seem to share his team's relief. He let out a noticeable grunt that caught Waza's attention. The owl landed on his shoulder.
"Why the long face, Taiyami?" Waza asked.
"His face is always like that," Miko said with a giggle.
"I do not see why we are celebrating," Taiyami revealed. "This is merely a small victory."
Evan sighed, as he pulled a black cloth bag out of his pocket. Its small size allowed it to easily fit into the palm of his hand.
"Haven't you ever heard that good things come in small packages," Evan said, with a smile. "Well, this is a great thing in a very small package."
"We have been gone for weeks," Taiyami spoke, sternly. "The Lunati relics may have all been recovered by now. We should be out there looking for them!"
"Patience, Taiyami," Evan pressed. "You're not listening. It doesn't matter if the relics have all been located. It's useless without the treasure in this little bag. You know as well as I do that we were outmatched when looking for the Lunati pieces. We don't have Hartford's satellite technology. We don't have Tarok's connection to the treasure either. What we have is our brains and we used them to find this little baby."
Evan cradled the bag in his hand as if it were an egg he had sworn to protect.
"This is the key to it all, Taiyami," Evan said. "The most valuable piece of the puzzle and we have it."
"Are we going to sell it?" Miko said, with a flighty sigh, as she walked up next to Evan, placing her arm on his shoulder, allowing her to lean up against him.
"Of course not," Evan said, full of confidence. "We've got the power and we're certainly not giving it away."
"To harness the Lunati power, we must have all the relics," Taiyami said.
"And we'll get them," Evan said. "This is our insurance policy. None of the other factions are even looking for it. Don't you see, Taiyami? The contents of this tiny little bag have propelled us to the forefront of the treasure hunt."
"You place a lot of faith in your abilities," Taiyami said, seriously. "If we never obtain the other relics, that discovery becomes useless. We cannot sit around here twirling our thumbs, waiting for the other relics to fall into our laps."
"Don't worry," Evan responded quickly. "You know me. I always have a plan. First things first, though, we have to keep this little baby safe. I think the best way to do that is for one of us to hide it."
"One of us? You mean keep it a secret even from the rest of Dark Shadow?" Waza wondered, his voice troubled.
"Safety and secrecy has to be our priority," Evan explained. "If any of the other factions find out we have this, we get an instant target on our backs. If we stay off their radar, it makes it a lot easier to swoop in and take all the power. The less people that know the better, which includes us. So, who's it going to be?"
"I think you should keep it, Yuki," Miko said quickly.
Taiyami lowered his head, as if he knew the outcome of this vote.
"I agree," Waza said, fluttering away from Taiyami. "It was your plan and research that led us to this discovery."
"I think Taiyami should hide it," Evan said, shocking everyone who could hear him.
Taiyami raised his head quickly, tilting it to the side curiously.
"You are serious?" Taiyami asked.
Evan walked over to him and extended his hand, offering the small cloth bag.
"Miko & Waza vote for me, but I don't really want to do it. It's a big responsibility. You're the best fighter we have. If any of us can keep it safe it's you. So, you want the job?" Evan asked.
Taiyami took the bag into his hand, triumphantly.
"I will guard it with my life," Taiyami vowed.
"I know you will," Evan said, as he flashed a smile.
"But what about the other pieces? The other factions?" Taiyami wondered. "We must find out what we've missed. We have to secure the other relics."
"You know for an ancient ninja, you've got an awfully itchy trigger finger," Evan said, with a sigh. "We'll find the treasure. We just have to pick our spot."
As if on cue, a knock was heard on their front door. While the knocks were short and spread apart, it felt almost as if the entire house was shaking under the weight of that hand. All four members of Dark Shadow looked amongst themselves. Everyone was troubled, but curious. Evan walked over to the door and opened it, stunned by what he saw. He moved out of the way, allowing them to see the identity of their visitor. Taiyami instinctively reached for his double-bladed naginata, while swiftly placing the cloth bag behind his back, out of their visitor's line of vision. Miko took a defensive stance as Tarok entered.
"There is no need for violence…yet," Tarok offered.
"What do you want?" Evan asked, as he joined his comrades.
"I seek your assistance," Tarok said. "I have seen your capabilities before and I wish to barter for your services."
"Is this a joke?" Evan asked. "I thought you had your own manpower."
"Let us just say that they have been sidelined for the moment," Tarok said.
"We've missed a lot," Miko said.
Waza instinctively pecked at her hair, reminding her not to mention their trip.
"Is Dark Shadow available?" Tarok asked, glaring at Evan.
"That depends," Evan said. "What are you offering?"
Tarok reached into his robes and pulled out a large black cloth bag. Seeing his offering made Taiyami grab hold a little tighter to the small bag he was hiding behind his back. Evan looked inside the large bag and then back at Tarok, appearing confused.
"What is this?"
Tarok smiled as he reached inside, grabbing one of the white stones. He tossed it onto the floor of the lair, where it instantly transformed into a Karth.
"You're giving us your foot soldiers?" Taiyami wondered.
"Believe me," Tarok said. "There are a lot more where those came from. Do we have a deal?"
"What's the job?" Evan asked, still not agreeing.
"The Lunati sword has been found," Tarok announced. "I believe it is in Silver City and I require help in regaining it."
"The Lunati sword," Evan repeated, as he eyed Taiyami. "We're in."
Tarok nodded. He turned back to the open door.
"I will provide you with coordinates for our meeting place when you arrive in the city. Do not take long. Time runs short," Tarok said. "We do not want the sword to fall into the wrong hands."
Tarok disappeared from the house, but left behind a feeling of tension that spread quickly amongst the members of Dark Shadow.
Miko walked over to the Karth that remained. She stared all over the creature, as it stood at attention, seemingly waiting for orders.
"I don't understand, Yuki. What do we need them for?" she asked.
"We can always use more muscle," Evan said. "They might come in handy."
At that moment, Taiyami's naginata flew through the air, piercing the skull of the Karth and causing it to explode into tiny rocks and dust. Miko barely had time to take cover. As the dust settled, Taiyami stepped through it.
"The Lunati sword is our priority now," he spoke. "It will come in handy if we are to truly gain all of the relics."
"Then I guess you better hide our little treasure so we can be on our way," Evan said.
Taiyami nodded to Evan, before disappearing into his room. With him gone, Evan glanced over at Miko and Waza.
"So much for twirling our thumbs, waiting for the treasure to fall into our lap," Evan said with a smile.
Jessica Lorrie stomped into the Hartford mansion and down the secret entrance to the Tracking Lab. Although she was wearing soft-soled gym shoes, her footsteps could be heard approaching. As she entered the Tracking Lab, she barely noticed Chris & Ian Hartford already talking inside. She dropped her shoulder bag next to her computer terminal and finally took a deep breath. It was then that she looked past the table and saw Chris & Ian on the far side of the room. Chris was holding the Lunati sword out, as Ian ran a scanning device over the weapon. She hadn't noticed them, but they had definitely noticed her. Both men were staring directly at her.
"Bad morning?" Chris asked.
"I don't want to talk about it," Jessica said, as she turned her computer on. She had wanted to keep her relationship with Garza out of conversation at the mansion, especially since she couldn't make sense of it herself.
"You were supposed to help me catalogue the sword," Ian said, looking troubled. Jessica wasn't known for missing work.
"Yep…and guess who had to fill in?" Chris said, half-joking.
When Jessica didn't laugh it off, his own smile faded.
"You sure you're okay?" he asked.
"I'm fine," Jessica said, softening a bit when she realized they were worried about her. "And, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to miss our appointment."
"It's perfectly fine," Ian said.
"Yeah," Chris chimed in. "I didn't mind, really. Any excuse to get my hands on this blade again."
He gripped the sword tightly in his hands.
"It's remarkable," Ian said, as both he and Chris glanced at it with child-like glee. "The design is flawless. Whoever created it was so meticulous. The blending of gold and silver gives it a regal look, while also enhancing its offensive capabilities."
"I know," Chris added. "When I first held it in my hands it was like…pure power, like I could fight off anything. I don't think there's anything it can't cut through."
Jessica almost admired their hero worship of the weapon. She smiled a bit, realizing that it was true what she had heard about boys and their toys. They never outgrew new ones. She walked over to the two, as they continued to take in the sword's design. It was then that Jessica noticed something strange about the sword's design. She grabbed Chris's arm, forcing him to position the sword so she could look closer.
"What is it?" Ian asked, noticing Jessica's stare.
"Well, from the looks of this, the design isn't so flawless after all," she said, as she pointed to an oval-shaped piece of gold that was attached to the sword near the handle. "Take a closer look at the design."
Ian wheeled himself closer to the Rangers, as Jessica lowered Chris's arm so Ian could see what she was pointing at.
"What are we staring at?" Chris asked, clueless as to what Jessica saw.
"Look at the direction of the etching on the gold," Jessica said. "It almost seems like this piece should be turned ninety-degrees in the other direction."
"I don't see what you mean," Chris said.
"Like this," Jessica said, as she grabbed a hold of the piece of gold, turning it like a knob.
She was surprised to feel the piece moving in her grip. Jessica turned the piece as far as she could and as the design became perfect, the entire sword began to glow in Chris's hand. The sword began to levitate on its own, floating away from them. The three instinctively backed away from the weapon, keeping their eyes on it, as it began to move in strange ways. Parts of the sword separated, seemingly transforming. As the blade separated, forming legs, their eyes all grew wider.
Before their eyes, the sword expanded, growing larger, as its form became more humanoid. Within seconds, the sword had turned into a completely different creature all together. They moved away again, as the being turned to face them, appearing almost robotic. The transformed sword not only had legs, but arms and even a head. Two glowing green eyes lit up at the front of that head, shocking them once again.
Without a word, the creature began looking around slowly, taking in the environment around it. As it gazed upon the computer terminals, scanners and equipment, its movements grew more erratic. Finally, the creature's gaze rested on the trio.
"What is this place?" he spoke. Its male voice was calm yet tense. It had a sedate innocence about it that contrasted with the raw power of its sword form. "Where am I?"
Ian, Jessica and Chris shared curious glances before Chris turned to the creature, still looking stunned.
"California," he muttered.
"What is this California?" the creature asked.
"I have a feeling we should start with something more simple," Jessica said.
"I agree," Ian added. "I think it's been a very long time since you were…awake."
"This place…not even the mystics have such power," the creature spoke.
"I'm sure you must be very confused," Ian said, keeping his voice as calm as possible. "But this is the year 2008."
Several moments passed as the creature lowered its head, seemingly contemplating Ian's revelation.
"I am sorry," the creature spoke, before raising its head to them.
"You have nothing to apologize for," Jessica said. "This has to be a huge shock."
"And, not just for him," Chris said quietly. "So, are you normally like this or is the sword your normal form?"
"I—I am Zel," the creature introduced himself. "I am the sword. I exist in two forms to better protect my master, both offensively and defensively."
"Your master?" Ian said, with a sigh, knowing who he must have meant.
"Of course," Zel spoke. "I am the loyal servant of the Lunati king."
Tensions rose once again for Hartford and his team when they thought of Zel returning to Tarok's hands.
"I have a feeling that's not a good thing," Chris said, with a sigh.
Tarok shifted in his seat, as he continued to wait inside a large cave on the outskirts of Silver City. It was close to his former home, but he had chosen against making it his original base, because it wasn't secluded enough. But now, he couldn't afford seclusion. He wanted his enemies to know where to find him on this occasion, since his enemies were about to become his friends. As he finally heard approaching footsteps grinding on the gravel, he turned to see Evan Yukito emerge at the entranceway, flanked by Miko and Taiyami.
Evan had wisely left Waza behind to guard Dark Shadow's lair, which was now home to something they found to be highly valuable.
"Nice place you got here," Evan said, sarcastically. "So, what's the plan?"
Tarok stood up from the stone table he had his Karths erect for this meeting. It was quickly obsolete and Tarok didn't care. He wanted to get things underway as soon as possible. The longer Zel remained away from him, the worst things could be.
"I am glad you could make it," Tarok responded. "I can sense the sword's presence within the city, but I have not been able to pinpoint its exact location. That is where you come in."
"Isn't this cozy!" another voice called out from the darkness.
Tarok and Dark Shadow all turned towards the cave entrance to see Drakar enter. Dark Shadow all went on the defensive quickly, as Drakar walked closer to them.
"What are they doing here?" Drakar called out, defiantly.
"We were just about to ask the same question," Evan said, looking squarely at Tarok.
"We all have…unique talents that will be useful in finding the sword," Tarok said, trying to appease both sides.
"Dark Shadow cannot be trusted!" Drakar exclaimed. "They have betrayed me too many times."
"Tarok contacted us because he knows we get the job done…at all costs!" Evan said, slyly.
"Gentlemen, you should save the bickering for after we locate the sword," Tarok said. "It is time to put our minor troubles aside. Once the sword is found, we can fight it out if need be. But, it is too strong to be allowed to fall into other hands. Whoever holds that sword is endowed with extreme power."
"Then that isn't good news for you," Drakar said. "My surveillance cameras show the sword is in the hands of Hartford!"
Tarok could feel a wave of anger wash over him in that moment. He quickly regained his senses before his despair could show.
"All the more reason to work together and act quickly!" Tarok said. "The Lunati sword must not remain with those meddling Hartfords!"
Tarok outlined his plans to his new allies. In the end, he didn't feel fully confident in their abilities to work together, but it didn't matter. He just needed enough muscle to keep the Rangers busy until he could retrieve the sword. It was much too powerful to remain in Hartford's hands. Tarok knew if anyone could unlock the sword, it would be them.
Back in the Tracking Lab, Chris, Ian and Jessica remained stunned at the living nature of the Lunati sword. As they continued to engage Zel, they sympathized with his plight, especially as he still seemed rattled by the change in time.
"It is all so strange," Zel said, lowering his head once again.
"I know it must be difficult, but you're among friends here," Jessica said, trying to reassure him. "We're protectors—at least we're trying to be."
"Protectors?" Zel looked up at her.
"Your king's treasures were scattered after the Ja'Vey's attack on the Lunati kingdom," Ian explained. "We've dedicated ourselves to trying to recover them. That's how we found you."
"The Ja'Vey," Zel spoke, as memories flooded his head. "We weren't expecting their attack. My master was faced with such a difficult decision after the Great Betrayal."
"The Great Betrayal?" Chris repeated curiously. "You're talking about what happened with the queen?"
"Yes," Zel said, almost amazed that they were familiar with it. "No one realized her treachery until it was too late. I discovered her betrayal myself. I found her in the embrace of the Lunati duke, my master's most trusted advisor. They were not only betraying the king's loyalty. They were plotting against his leadership."
As Zel retold the story, the trio listened intently, riveted by his account of the events they had only known about through ancient texts.
"They tried to stop me, but I had no choice. My loyalty is to the king, no matter what. I told him of their betrayal. The king was shattered to his core. He made the hardest decision that was ever placed before him," Zel said. "He told me so. I was the only one he felt he could trust after the Great Betrayal."
Zel began to slowly pace, as he continued to be haunted by the memories. To him, it seemed like it had happened only moments ago.
"He ordered their executions. The entire kingdom was affected. They all rallied behind the king and all eyes were on that execution. But that was our gravest mistake," Zel explained. "Every soul in the empire was so focused on the conflict within, that we were not prepared for the Ja'Vey's attack. They ravaged the kingdom. I reverted back to my sword form as the fight began. I don't remember anything after that."
Zel's head once again lowered.
"Now, I know. The battle was lost. I failed my master," Zel spoke, his voice low and saddened.
"Look, Zel. A lot has changed since then," Chris said, his mind still on Tarok and the looming revelation of his resurrection. "Tarok isn't the same person you remember."
Jessica & Ian both looked over at Chris. Neither was expecting Tarok's current state to be revealed so soon, especially given Zel's distraught state.
"Tarok," Zel uttered, as his head shot up towards Chris. "You have encountered Tarok in this time?"
"He was preserved within the royal tomb," Ian admitted, since Chris had opened the door on the subject. "We awakened him, completely by accident."
"Zel, he's changed so much from the time you knew him," Chris pressed on. "You don't have to serve him, or anyone else. He's not the same king."
Zel took a cautious step forward, as he digested what Chris & Ian had told him.
"King?" Zel repeated, shaking his head. "Tarok is not the Lunati king!"
A stunned silence fell over the Tracking Lab as Jessica, Chris and Ian were floored by Zel's latest revelation.
On the level above the Tracking Lab, Spencer Kingston emerged from the kitchen upon hearing the doorbell. He headed off to answer it, completely oblivious to the drama unfolding in the mansion's basement. Spencer opened the door and was a bit surprised by the visitor.
"Well, Detective Garza, this is a surprise," Spencer said, with a welcoming smile, which then faded in an instant. "Am I under arrest?"
"Not today," Garza said, with a half-smile of his own.
"Can I assume the same is true for the other residents of this house?" Spencer asked.
"Yes," Garza said, with a chuckle. "Can I come in now?"
"Please do," Spencer said, waving his arm as he opened the door wide to make way for Garza's entrance. "What can I do for you on this lovely day?"
"Actually, you can point me to where I can find Jessica," Garza replied.
Spencer took a deep breath.
"Well, sir, I'm afraid she's working at the moment. She's quite busy—"
"I called her, Spencer!" Garza said, attempting to break through Spencer's protective shield. "I did. I laid it all out."
"Oh really," Spencer said, looking confused since he knew Jessica was clearly still upset about something.
"Yes. Let's just say it didn't go over well," Garza said.
"I guess I asked the wrong questions before letting you in here then," Spencer said, as his tone turned to one of annoyance and anger. "I warned you."
Garza raised an objecting hand.
"Look, that's why I'm here. I need to talk to her. Please, will you just tell her I'm here and let her make the decision on whether I get to stay?" Garza said.
"So be it," Spencer said, before turning on his heels and heading towards the rear of the mansion.
He left Garza standing at the front foyer next to the door. Spencer opened the secret passage leading down into the basement. He traversed the stairs and made his way into the Tracking Lab, where he got a real surprise. He saw the Hartfords and Jessica standing in front of the walking, talking gold creature that oddly resembled the Lunati sword.
"Uh, sir?"
All eyes shifted briefly to see Spencer. They were all so engrossed by Zel that they hadn't heard his footsteps approach the lab.
"What is it Spencer?" Ian said. "We're kind of busy."
"I can see that, sir," Spencer said. "I'll reserve my questions for later. But, there is someone here to see Miss Lorrie."
"Me?" Jessica spoke, confused.
"I'd give you three guesses but that would be a waste of all our time," Spencer said, giving her an obvious glare.
Jessica almost slapped herself after hearing that. It was obvious who had come calling. She hated leaving the lab at the moment, but she was insanely curious about why Garza would come to see her in person so quickly after their last encounter.
"I'll be right back," Jessica said to Ian, before jogging off towards the stairs. Spencer followed her up them.
With the two Brits departed, all focus returned to Zel.
"I don't understand," Zel said. "Why would you believe that Tarok was the king of the Lunati?"
"He told us," Ian said, lowering his own head and shaking it in shame. "And I believed him."
"It's obvious now that he was lying," Chris said.
"None of your texts mention any names, just titles. We wouldn't have even known Queen Seviny's name if Jessica hadn't come across an obscure spell to resurrect her," Ian explained.
"Queen Seviny lives as well?!" Zel said, his voice showing panic.
"No," Chris said quickly. "She did, kinda, for a while but only as a…reflection. It's a long story."
"Tarok lives," Zel said, as he began to pace once again. "His treachery continues! He was the king's most trusted ally."
"So, Tarok was the duke that betrayed the king by having an affair with Queen Seviny?" Chris said, putting the pieces together. "That explains a lot, including his general evilness up to this point."
"I knew I felt something strange but after you explained the situation I figured it was nothing," Zel said, as he lowered his head. "Now I realize it is Tarok I sense."
"You're saying he's alive?" Chris said, as his own thoughts turned to Addie and the cave-in at Tarok's cavern. There had still been no word from any of them in days.
"His evil must not be allowed to continue!" Zel said, forcefully. "I must stop him."
Zel advanced towards the lab entrance, but Ian rolled in front of him, blocking his way.
"You can't just run off after some feeling," Ian said. "We can protect you, help you. You can help us locate the other relics. That's what Tarok's after."
"He already has the crown," Chris added.
"He's taken my king's crown?!" Zel said, fiercely. "The dishonor continues. I have to go. I have to find him, now!"
"We can't let you do this," Ian said, sternly. "You're too valuable to our cause. Tarok is so much stronger than you remember."
"I will not allow you to hinder my efforts," Zel said, as he picked up Ian's wheelchair with ease and moved it out of his path.
"Chris!" Ian shouted.
"Zel, wait!" Chris said, as he grabbed the creature's arm only to be quickly throttled.
One push from his other hand sent Chris flying through the air and colliding with the wall.
"My king's honor is at stake and I will not let Tarok tarnish it again!" Zel shouted as he transformed back into his sword form.
Ian was forced to watch as the sword, still glowing, flew off through the darkened passageway. When it reached the top of the stairs and saw no exit, the sword returned to the Tracking Lab. Ian called out to Zel, begging the creature to stop. Zel did not respond or transform. The sword flew off through the rear exit of the Tracking Lab, leading to the zord bay, where the doors had remained open. Ian rolled over to the computer terminal and activated the cameras in the zord bay. He watched in disappointment as the sword zoomed through the bay and exited through the hatch reserved for the Hyper Jet. Ian silently cursed himself. The Lunati sword was gone.
"Borrrrring!" Miko exclaimed, as she walked down the streets of Silver City, with her arms slumped, kicking any stray objects on the ground as she passed them.
She looked over at Evan Yukito walking at her side, holding his open tracker, which he was using to do random scans of the vicinity, as they got closer to the Hartford mansion.
"Tarok may be scary, but he sure doesn't have much action in his plans," Miko said, as she rested her head on Evan's shoulder, as they continued to walk.
As the two passed several pedestrians, Miko seemed not to notice the glares directed towards her revealing outfit. She was wearing a navy blue bikini top with a black leather vest, cut off at the midriff, to match her black leather miniskirt. The gloves she wore were tiny, like leather motorcycle gloves, also black in color. Her knee-high leather boots led most bystanders to think she was a common hooker, but Miko never cared. Her outfit was designed for comfort and ease of use in battle…and she thought it was cute, which was all that mattered.
At that moment, a sleek gust of wind blew through the area, ending right in front of the two. Taiyami appeared from out of nowhere, as if he had rode in on that breeze.
"Any luck from above?" Evan asked, still intently glancing at his tracker.
Taiyami fell in line with the two, and like Miko, he ignored the gasps and glances from those on the street.
"No," Taiyami said. "I grow tired of this game."
"Join the club," Miko said. "Why don't we just sneak into the mansion and get the sword? I'm sure I could whip up a few disguises!"
"No," Evan replied. "We stick with Tarok's plan. I'm sure Drakar will contact us if there's movement at the Hartford house with the sword."
"Drakar will betray us!" Taiyami said. "He does not care what Tarok thinks about it. He would destroy us at the first chance."
"Well, considering we've betrayed him multiple times in the past, he's well within his right, isn't he?" Evan said, with a chuckle. "Now, come on."
"We should be discussing how we intend to take the sword if our new allies have the same agenda," Taiyami said.
"That's easy. We don't," Evan said, plainly.
"Huh?!" Miko stopped in her tracks, clearly stunned.
Taiyami also stopped.
"What are you saying?" Taiyami pressed him for more.
"I'm saying we need to fly under the radar, remember," Evan said, as he stopped and turned to face his comrades. "We don't make a play for the sword, unless it's to give it to Tarok."
"You're seriously suggesting we don't try to take the sword for ourselves?" Miko said.
"Exactly," Evan responded.
"But what about the power," Miko said, as she began to whine on the sidewalk, drawing more attention to herself.
"We have the power," Evan said, keeping his voice calm and low. "We just have to bide our time. Let the others squabble over the sword. As far as they all know, we have nothing. That makes us a simple nuisance. But in reality we're the X-factor. You don't need all the cards to win the hand. You just need the right ones."
Evan turned and continued on his way, continuing his scanning. Miko continued to pout but followed him. Taiyami remained a few feet behind the two as he shook his head, watching them walk off together.
"You put too much faith in your cards, Yukito, and it just may lead to your downfall," Taiyami spoke quietly before walking off after his comrades.
"So, have you changed your mind?" Jessica asked Garza.
She had found him still standing by the front door of the mansion. While he didn't make it obvious, Spencer could hear everything that occurred between them from the kitchen.
"It's not that simple and you know it," Garza said.
Jessica gave a disappointed sigh.
"This isn't some fairy tale where proclamations of love will give everyone a happy ending," Garza said.
"You still don't understand," Jessica said. "I don't care about some idealistic happy ending. I'm talking about the here and now! You have all these ideas about what the future should be. All I'm asking is for you to take a chance on the present, a chance that we might actually have something, no matter how long it'll last."
"You don't want me to be afraid, but I can't help it," Garza said. "I've lost so many people I care about. I don't want you to be one of them."
"I told you I can take care of myself," Jessica said. "I'm not asking for a babysitter. I'm asking for an equal. I just want you to live life and not cower in fear, wondering when the next strike is going to come."
"But if I do that, if I let my guard down, the fall will be a hell of a lot harder," Garza said, sadly. "Especially if it involves you."
Garza reached out for her arm, just as running footsteps were heard approaching them. Spencer poked his head out of the kitchen just in time to see Chris Hartford running towards the front door.
"Chris, what's wrong?" Jessica asked, as Garza snatched his hands away from her before Chris could notice.
"It's Zel. He's gone," Chris said, a little out of breath.
"Gone?" Jessica repeated.
"After Tarok!" Chris said. "He lied to everyone. He's not the Lunati king. He's the duke that tried to take over the empire."
"Why am I not surprised," Jessica said, seething. "We have to go after Zel. He's got no idea what the city's all about now."
"I know. Come on," Chris said, as he whipped open the front door and went running out, pulling the keys to the tracking jeep from his pocket.
"Who's Zel?" Garza asked, completely confused.
"It's a long story," Jessica said, as she moved closer to the door. "I can explain on the way, if you'll come with us."
Garza looked troubled once again.
"Please, Stephen," Jessica said.
When she saw him lower his head, she knew his answer. She rushed off at the sound of the tracking jeep's horn honking for her. Garza watched Jessica jump into the jeep, which sped off of the Hartford's property. Behind him, Spencer continued to watch from the kitchen doorway. He sighed.
In the heart of Silver City, the robotic Zel was once again in his humanoid form, as he walked between several buildings and streets, completely mystified at his surroundings. People ran at the sight of him and as he tried to cross a street he was almost hit by a speeding car, which swerved to avoid him.
"This place is so…different," Zel spoke to himself. "My senses are off. How will I be able to find Tarok in such congestion?"
Zel wandered into a large stone courtyard belonging to one of Silver City's largest insurance companies. Zel continued to move forward, twisting and turning his body, taking in all of the sights around him.
"Well, well. What do we have here?" Tarok's voice shattered Zel's confusion.
He knew instantly who the voice belonged to. He turned quickly and saw Tarok standing several feet away from him in the courtyard.
"Tarok!" Zel shouted.
"My proper title is duke!" Tarok said, with a gasping laugh. "However, you should get used to calling me…your new master!"
"Never!" Zel said, as he took off running towards Tarok, who did not move an inch, showing no fear. "You aren't fit to lead a horse let alone an empire!"
However, as Zel got within striking distance, a swarm of Draggs appeared around him, cutting off his path to Tarok. The red, lizard-like creatures assaulted him, trying to restrain him by the arms. Zel used his strength to throw the four creatures away from him. The two that had grabbed him around the waist were tightening their grip. He grabbed both by their necks and smashed them into each other, dropping them to the ground.
Zel continued to eye Tarok, who was smirking at him, as if he had already attained victory. Zel kicked away several more Draggs, and began to punch a few more. The foot soldiers were clearly no match for him.
Tarok started to look a bit more concerned, as Zel overcame the forces. He threw a handful of his own stones onto the courtyard and they quickly transformed into his villainous Karths. The creatures joined the Draggs in attempting to fight off Zel's onslaught, but soon, broken stones and dust were landing near Tarok's feet. He instinctively moved back a few more paces, keeping his eyes on Zel.
The warrior pressed on, continuing towards Tarok, even as he was being pulled in the opposite direction by the Draggs and Karths. The foot soldiers held him by the arms, by the legs, even around the neck, but Zel pressed on. He let out a furious scream and began to glow once again. Zel spun his body around, as he kicked and punched in all directions at lightning speed. Tarok ducked as several of the Draggs and Karths went flying past his head, knocked away from Zel's body. Tarok regained his bearings and his eyes grew wide as he saw Zel moving towards him once again.
"You will pay for your betrayal!" Zel said, as he began stomping towards Tarok.
At that moment, Zel was swiftly struck across the chest twice, by two blades. He staggered backwards, regaining his footing long enough to see a larger dragon-like creature standing before him. Zel knew instantly that this creature had to be connected to the Draggs.
Drakar let out a chuckle as he ran towards Zel, speeding past him and slicing into his armor with his dual swords. Zel sparked with damage and fell to the ground. He wasn't down for long, but as he made his way back to his feet, Drakar brought his blades down towards him.
Zel crossed his forearms together, blocking the attack. He used his momentum to push Drakar back a few feet. Zel scored a massive kick that sent Drakar's body flipping into the air. As it fell back towards the ground, Zel punched him in the chest, seconds before his body could hit the concrete. Drakar went flying directly towards Tarok at lightning speed. The Lunati traitor used his electrical energy, to catch Drakar's body, tossing it gently to the ground nearby.
Zel once again turned his attention back to Tarok. Just as a flurry of colored paper birds swarmed around him. Zel tried to swat them away, but it was too late.
"Paper crane attack!" a voice yelled from behind him.
At his command, the paper cranes exploded, damaging Zel once again. The Lunati warrior fell to one knee, but refused to fall. His green eyes still focused on Tarok. He tried to stand as his latest attacker, Taiyami, zipped past him on a gust of air, slicing at him with his double-bladed naginata, sending Zel down to one knee again.
Miko appeared out of nowhere, flipping repeatedly up to him, holding her wooden kon. She struck Zel from behind, forcing him down on both knees. Miko flipped over him and landed on Taiyami's shoulders for only a second, before taking off once again, on Taiyami's current of air. Taiyami called upon his ancient energy and endowed her weapon with enhanced power. Miko brought the thick stick down on Zel, striking him across the head. Zel fell onto his back, as a surge of energy transferred from the weapon to his head.
Miko landed behind him and quickly fell to one knee, as the Blue Ranger walked up behind her with his hand blaster drawn. She held her kon above her head, allowing him to balance his weapon on it. As Zel tried to get up again, Evan fired on him, sending him crashing to the ground once again in a barrage of sparks and smoke.
Tarok chuckled, as Drakar joined him at his side.
"He is finally defeated," Drakar exclaimed.
"Wait," Tarok said, grabbing Drakar's arm before he could walk over to the creature.
Zel attempted to get up again, but instead clutched his injured chest and transformed back into his sword form.
"Now, he is defeated," Tarok proclaimed.
They joined Dark Shadow, standing over the sword. Tarok picked it up from the ground and turned the activation knob near the handle, causing the green glow of the sword to fade to black. Tarok held tight to the sword and gave a wide smile.
"Finally, the Lunati sword is once again in my possession!"
"But, not for long!" Chris Hartford's voice came out nowhere.
Tarok, Drakar and Dark Shadow all turned to see the Tracking Jeep coming to a screeching halt a few yards away from them. Chris & Jessica both jumped out, with their trackers already drawn.
"Quite a party you've got going here, Tarok," Chris said, angrily. "I hope you got room for a couple more surprises."
"Let's do this," Jessica said, matching Chris's anger.
The two activated their trackers and ran them down their arms.
"Start up!" they shouted together, instantly morphing.
"Take us on, if you think you have a chance!" Tarok said, slyly. "With the Lunati sword in my possession, you will feel the complete wrath of my power and that of my new allies!"
Chris & Jessica exchanged a quick glance before rushing off towards their enemies. Tarok, Drakar and Dark Shadow all prepared for their attack, as the battle continued downtown.
Back inside the Hartford mansion, Garza continued to stand in the open doorway, staring off in the distance. Spencer continued watching him until his curiosity was too strong for him to stifle.
"Why didn't you go after her?" he asked Garza.
"I couldn't," Garza said, solemnly. He turned back to face Spencer. "I can't be a party to more destruction in the city."
Spencer walked over to Garza.
"I'm not a native of this country, but it's always been my understanding that your kind is very interested in serving and protecting," Spencer said.
Garza let out a frustrated sigh.
"I'm walking a thin tightrope, Spencer and it's getting longer by the minute. I'm being pulled in so many directions I can barely think straight," Garza said. "On one side I have a loyalty to my job, to my boss, who happens to be my best friend and on the other side, there's her."
"You have feelings for her?" Spencer said.
"You mean it's not obvious?" Garza said, trying to joke. "So, you tell me Spencer. How do I serve the law and still protect her?"
"That is a question that I cannot answer," Spencer said. "But, I do know that this is your chance to make the choice, to show her that you're willing to fight for whatever you believe is important."
Garza took a deep breath, pondering Spencer's words, just as Ian Hartford's voice was heard calling.
"Spencer!" Ian called, as he wheeled himself into the hall.
Spencer turned his back on Garza so that he could see his employer, who looked rather worried, in Spencer's opinion.
"What is it, sir?"
"The news is reporting on a disturbance downtown. You're not going to believe this. Tarok's formed an alliance with Drakar and Dark Shadow…and they've got the sword. Chris and Jessica are walking right into their hands," Ian said, appearing desperate.
"Oh dear," Spencer muttered. "Did you hear that?"
He turned back to Garza, only to find that the detective was already gone. Spencer sighed, hoping that Garza had managed to hear all of Ian's report before his departure. He hoped that what he and Ian both said would make a difference.
The Red & Pink Rangers both had their hand blasters drawn, firing furiously at Drakar, Taiyami, Miko and the Blue Ranger, as they passed them. .The fighters all staggered from the blasts, allowing the Rangers a straight path to Tarok and Zel.
The Lunati duke gripped Zel tight in his hand, feeling its power permeating through his hands. He slashed the sword out in front of him, sending a powerful energy blast wave to shoot out towards the two Rangers. Chris & Jessica's suits lit up with damage from the devastating attack. Tarok laughed loudly, as both Rangers were down on the ground. He looked to his forces, giving them all a look of ferocity.
"Finish them!" Tarok yelled, before levitating himself off the ground. He took up a position on top of a small building nearby, watching every moment, as he clutched the sword.
Down below, Jessica was pulled to her feet by Taiyami; he punched the Pink Ranger across the helmet, sending her staggering backwards. She got to her feet and blocked his incoming attacks, with her hand blaster in sword mode. She fought off his attacks, scoring a kick of her own, which connected with his head, causing to back off a bit. He pulled his naginata from behind him and swung it down at her, forcing Jessica to the ground. Sitting on the concrete, she used her blade to block his forceful attack. She swung her feet up kicking him away.
As she got to her feet, she could hear Miko's battle cry coming from behind her. Jessica ducked Miko's strike with her wooden staff. She came around for another pass, but Jessica blocked it away and slashed at the kon with her blaster sword, breaking the weapon in two. Miko appeared stunned.
"No!" she shouted. "Taiyami, get her!"
Jessica turned to find Taiyami on top of her. He grabbed the Pink Ranger by the throat and threw her into the air. His was engulfed in a gust of wind, sending him flying up after her. In mid-air, Taiyami slashed the Pink Ranger across the chest with his weapon, sending her crashing to the ground.
Several feet away from this onslaught, the Red Ranger also had his hands full, as Evan and Drakar attacked him simultaneously. Chris used his Power Staff to block Drakar's sword attacks. He swiftly slashed at the demon's chest, sending Drakar flying. But as he turned around, Yukito was right there, bringing his blaster sword down on Chris. He dodged the attack, and blocked Evan's next strike with his Power Staff. Soon, Drakar was on his feet, joining the melee. Both villains brought their weapons down on Chris. The Red Ranger ducked away, causing their weapons to collide with one another.
As they pulled away, he swung his Power Staff at the Blue Ranger, sending him flying backwards, his suit sparking with damage. But, Evan's feet never hit the ground. Before he could, he called upon his power weapon.
"Hover Strike!" the Blue Ranger yelled.
The wind-powered device materialized on his hand and he used it to keep his body in the air, propelling towards the Red Ranger. With his hand blaster fully formed, he opened fire on Chris, hitting the Red Ranger squarely in the chest. Chris staggered backwards, right into Drakar's range. He had his blades drawn, but Chris managed to flip out of the way. He called upon his hand blaster and formed its sword, as he took to the air, coming down on Drakar. Evan, however, was right there to block the attack, using his identical weapon. On the ground, Chris was once again caught between the two. Drakar brought his blades down on Chris, who quickly grabbed his Power Staff, blocking that attack with one hand, while he blocked Evan's strike attempt with the other.
Both Drakar and the Blue hunter tried to impose their power on the Red Ranger, each jockeying for a more offensive position, inching closer and closer to inflicting serious damage on Chris Hartford.
From his perch, Tarok smiled slyly. He saw the Red Ranger busy fighting off the attack and not far away from him, the Pink Ranger was having the same trouble. Tarok pulled the sword up to his face.
"I believe it is time for us to make our exit," Tarok said, praising the efforts of his distracting forces.
But as he turned, he was stunned to see Stephen Garza standing before him.
"Who are you?!"
"Silver City P.D." Garza announced. "I hear that's stolen merchandise!"
Tarok lunged at Garza with the sword, but he ducked the attempt and kicked the sword right out of Tarok's hands. The Lunati sword went flying into the air.
"No!" Tarok squealed, as he took off into the air chasing after it.
Garza backed up as far as he could and pulled his wrist morpher from his back pocket. He strapped it to his wrist and took off running at top speed. As he approached the ledge, he flipped open the morpher and activated it.
"Silver Ranger, Start Up!" he shouted, as he morphed in mid-air.
The Silver Ranger flew right past Tarok, swiping the sword before the Lunati duke could grab it. Garza landed on the ground several yards away from the other battles. He landed on one knee. As he got to both feet he saw Tarok coming down right towards him. He quickly whipped around, swiping at Tarok's chest with the sword, sending him flying backwards in a furious wave of energy that caused his entire body to burst into sparks.
Garza didn't bother to see where Tarok landed. He went running towards the other Rangers, pulling his Tracking Striker out in the process. He formed its blaster and ran right towards Miko and Taiyami. As Miko brought her broken stick down on the Pink Ranger, Garza blocked its strike with the sword. Taiyami was coming at him next, but he aimed his striker and the ancient ninja was caught at point-blank range, sending him flipping backwards via his own momentum.
The Pink Ranger, who had ducked to protect her head from the incoming strike from Miko, looked up to see her savior.
"You're here," she said, as she made it to her feet.
"No time to talk," Garza said, as he nodded at Chris.
He pushed Miko away long enough for Jessica to take over the fight against her. Garza ran off towards Chris, who was sliced across the chest by Drakar's sword at that moment. Garza pulled him off the ground and showed him the sword.
"I'm guessing this is what you were looking for," he said, as he handed the weapon to Chris.
"Thanks," Chris said, taking hold of it.
He turned the knob on the sword, allowing Zel to transform back into his humanoid form, just as Jessica ran up beside them. The four warriors stared at their enemies.
"You rescued me. Who are you?" Zel said, his voice conveying his surprise to see the Ranger.
"It's Chris and Jessica. We told you we were here to protect the relics," Chris said. "I hope you don't mind."
"Not at all," Zel said, triumphantly, as he turned to their opponents as well.
Drakar, Evan, Miko and Taiyami were now standing together opposite them.
"Let's do this!" Chris shouted, as he and his three allies took their fighting stance and ran into action, evening the odds.
Zel took on Drakar, furiously trading strikes with him, as Chris fought off Evan's attacks. Several feet away, Jessica got the better of Miko, kicking her in the chest, sending her flying to the concrete. Taiyami saw this and was filled with fury. He kicked away Garza, whom he had been fighting. Taiyami flew into the air, summoning his signature assault.
"Paper crane attack!" Taiyami shouted from the air.
The colored paper birds swarmed around the Pink Ranger for only a second, before Garza took up a position in front of her, with his Tracking Striker drawn. He used the weapon to swipe away the paper cranes, just as Taiyami landed on the ground, next to Miko. Before they could react, the paper cranes were flying back at them, exploding upon impact. The barrage of damage left Miko down and unmoving. Taiyami got back to his feet, going after the Silver Ranger, before Jessica could even thank him.
"Miko!" Evan yelled, knocking Chris away with a swift kick.
The Blue Ranger ran to her side, seeing she was indeed unconscious.
"Taiyami! We're out!" Evan shouted, although Taiyami didn't seem to care, as he was focused on fighting this new Silver Warrior. "Now!"
Taiyami yelled in fury, as he flew away from Garza before he could swipe at him with his weapon. The gust of air deposited him to a spot next to Yukito, who had gathered Miko into his arms. Taiyami dropped a smoke bomb onto the ground, just as Jessica & Garza ran towards them. As the smoke cleared, Dark Shadow was gone. Garza turned his focus to Drakar who was fighting with Chris & Zel now. Before he could run off to help, Jessica grabbed his arm.
"Thanks," she said, simply.
Garza nodded and the two ran off towards the battle, just as a strike of lightning energy hit both of them, sending them flying backwards. As they fell to the ground, Tarok landed on the ground in front of them.
"You will pay for this, Silver Ranger!" Tarok grunted, just as he heard Drakar's grunts of pain.
He turned to see that Zel and Chris were working in tandem, striking the Ferum leader repeatedly, until he crashed to the ground, smoking with damage. He staggered to his feet and glanced at Tarok.
"I told you Dark Shadow would betray you!" Drakar yelled. "They've abandoned you…and so have I!"
Drakar's body became engulfed in flames upon his command, teleporting him away. Chris and Zel joined Garza & Jessica, helping them to their feet. The four fighters all now focused their attention on Tarok.
"You are a dastardly traitor," Zel shouted. "You are destined to be defeated."
Tarok let out a scream of fury.
"Not today!" he shouted, before disappearing with a bolt of his electrical energy.
The Red Ranger ran towards his spot, clearly upset that he had gotten away. He wanted to know what happened to Bishop and Addie. Why weren't they with him? He sighed in disappointment as he turned back to his comrades to see them all standing tall.
Inside the lair of Dark Shadow, Evan paced back and forth with his arms folded. He was worried because they returned with an injured comrade. Taiyami stood nearby, motionless and showing no sign of emotion whatsoever. Eventually, Waza flew into the main room coming from the direction of Miko's bedroom.
"How is she?" Evan asked upon seeing him.
"She should be fine. There were only minor bruises," Waza said. "I managed to wake her. There seems to be no permanent damage."
"The Silver Ranger is quite strong," Taiyami said.
"A new enemy to go with our new allies," Waza wondered.
"I have a feeling the alliance is over," Evan said, seriously.
"I knew that the moment Drakar entered it," Taiyami added.
"It doesn't matter," Evan said. "The only alliance we need is ourselves. Dark Shadow is a cohesive unit and that's our strength. We're not out of the game, thanks to our latest discovery. It's clear to me after today that the Hartfords are the strongest group in the hunt. They have the chalice and the sword."
"So?" Taiyami spoke, defiantly.
"So, if we stick close to them, we'll be on the trail of the next relic in no time," Evan said.
Taiyami let out a moan of annoyance and walked off towards his room. When he reached his darkened sanctuary, he made sure the door was secure. He retrieved the small cloth bag with Dark Shadow's greatest treasure inside, according to Evan Yukito. Taiyami knelt down and begun to meditate. In the darkness, the golden y-shaped glow of his helmet was the only visible light.
"You are enamored with strategy, Yukito," Taiyami spoke quietly. "But your elaborate plans have not led us to ultimate power. That is your flaw."
Taiyami held tight to the black cloth bag.
"Ultimate power will always be a true master's goal."
Tarok entered the factory that he now called home. He ventured into the basement and approached the room inhabited by the injured Bishop Malcolm and his younger sister. Without knocking, Tarok opened the door and found Addie in practically the same position she was in when he left hours before. She was still seated at Bishop's side.
"I take it there has been no change," Tarok said.
"He's moving around a bit more," Addie said. "I swiped him some medicine. What about you? Looks like you've come back empty-handed?"
Tarok gave a low moan, signaling that she was correct.
"Let us just say that my attempt to regain the sword did not go as planned," Tarok said. "It is difficult to know who I can trust, which is why I am here."
"I don't understand," Addie said.
"You and your brother are the only ones I can trust in this struggle for power. Believe me, it is a war. I need to know that I have your trust as well," Tarok said.
Addie glanced back at her brother's bandaged head. She looked back over at Tarok and nodded her head.
"We trust that you'll regain the treasure and make good on our deal. That's all we've agreed to. I still intend to help you towards that goal…once Bishop is better," Addie revealed.
"That is all I ask," Tarok said, with a nod.
He left the two alone. Once he closed the heavy metal door, he gave a deep sigh. He believed what Addie had told him, but also knew that he had no intention of granting their ultimate request. Tarok knew that when he got the entire treasure in his possession, he would not use it to serve anyone's interests but his own and that was why he never bothered to tell her the truth about his real identity.
Back inside the Hartford mansion, Spencer entered the Tracking Lab with a tray of snacks.
"It's a little close to dinner time, but after your battle, I thought you could use some nourishment," he announced.
"You got that right," Chris said, as he began devouring the hors d'ouevres.
"I cannot thank you enough for your assistance," Zel said. "I would have surely fell at the hands of Tarok. It's imperative that he not get the other treasures. He will become all-powerful, just as he hoped to in the past."
"Don't worry, Zel. We intend to stop him, whatever it takes," Ian stated. "We could certainly use your help."
"It is difficult for me to sense the other relics. My connection to them has become very difficult to establish in this confusing time," Zel said.
"It's all right, Zel," Jessica said. "We're all just trying our best. That's all we can ask."
"Of anyone," Spencer added, directing his comment towards Jessica.
When she looked over at him, she had a feeling he was referring to Detective Garza. She nodded.
"There is something else you should all know," Zel said. "Whoever gains all of my king's treasure will have full control of it, including me. I will be unable to resist the power. I will have no choice but to yield to that entity's power, whether I agree with their methods or not."
"So, basically what you're saying is that whoever gains the Lunati treasure will be unstoppable," Ian said.
Zel nodded his head in agreement.
"I think I just lost my appetite," Chris said, as tension once again invaded the Tracking Lab.
THE END
Next time on
Quest for the Lunati Treasure
Dr. Hartford lures a famous artist to Silver City,
believing one of his paintings holds a map to
the next piece of the Lunati treasure. But when
Dark Shadow decides to steal it, hostages are
taken, lives are at stake and the painting in
question is nowhere to be found.