Disclaimer; I still don't own Power Rangers.

A/N: I lied. This is the final chapter of Warlord's Daughter. There will never be another. This story was one I loved and hated, the concept behind it was difficult to convey but it was over all a fun ride. Now I have a million other stories to write, read and overall just enjoy. Enjoy!

Tori's birthday did not go as planned, what with the arrival of a Karmainian looking to bond with and transfer energy to Shane. While Angel and Shane weren't dating in the Earthian sense of the word, they did have an understanding about 'after Lothor' and Skyla tampering with Shane had left Angel seeing red. She did get some amusement from the fact that Hunter and Dustin took it in turns to see that she wasn't left alone with Skyla after she'd referred to the Karmainian as a desperate boyfriend stealer. Still, Shane had gotten the battlizer they were going to need so Angel could admit it wasn't a total waste of time.

The part where they faked Cam's illness worked as well. Lothor sent down a monster within hours of the discussion, one that the Rangers knew they had to stall. Angel even broke a personal rule by teleporting into Ninja Ops. "Ready to go?" She asked Cam.

Cam adjusted the hood and mask of his ninja uniform, "Is that what you're wearing?" He asked.

Angel looked down at her clothes and shrugged, she had chosen a pair of comfortable black pants, fitted boots and a long-sleeve purple shirt that bared her stomach under the chest band of her sword. "I didn't see a reason not to. I can fight, climb and run in this." She stepped up to Cam and smirked at him, "It's not like any of you ever offered me a training uniform." That said, she wrapped her arms around Cam quickly and teleported them to the ship.

Her room was dark and quiet, as it had been the last time she'd come up. "Remember to stay close," she breathed in Cam's ear before stepping away. On the bed were two backpacks she'd brought to the ship the day before, filled with the items they would need for their mission.

As Cam settled his bag, Angel pulled the cover off the vent and passed a scanner over the inside to confirm it was clear of bugs. Once assured, she tugged on Cam's ankle and crawled inside. The crawl through the vent was difficult, although neither of them were particularly wide; the cramped vents made everything seem hard. When she finally reached the down shaft, Angel sighed in relief. Then she pulled out the magnetic line they would use as well as the gloves to go with it.

Once the line was secure, she eased her way out into the down shaft, fighting her instincts to keep her body hugging the line like a fiendishly difficult hand stand. Thankfully, the magnetic pull between gloves and line enabled her to ease down the two access points until she found her target. Quickly, she put catch handles beside the entrance and scrambled in. A double tug on the line signaled Cam to head down.

Then it was a longer crawl down a second vent to the containment area. Here, Angel eased out of the vent and sighed. Someone had closed the door, probably to keep the protesting ninjas from bothering people. Once Cam hit the floor, she signaled for him to lift her back up, when he protested she yanked him close, "Look for Kelzack," she hissed in his ear.

Cam hesitated, then nodded and boosted her back into the vent. In moments, she had confirmed they were clear within a reasonable distance and scrambled back out.

Cam had set up his laptop and was hooking the special linking cord into the containment computer. Angel grinned, "We've got time," she told him and dropped her backpack on the ground. "If you can release them in groups, I'll teleport them down. According to what I know of the design, we'll be detected fast, so let's get started."

Cam nodded, "Ready when you are."

Angel took a small red bar out of her pocket and set it on the prison teleportation system. After a moment, it unfolded legs and scrambled into the computer, "Ready," Angel said as the screen came to life.

A large group of ninjas appeared in moments, all talking. "Shut up," Cam snapped, barely looking up. "What Academy?"

"Thunder," one man said.

"Thanks," Angel said and triggered the teleportation.

It wasn't always that difficult, but they managed six trips before someone tripped Angel's first alert. "They're hacking in," she told Cam as she examined a second screen. "Worm program is holding them off. Free larger groups, we'll send them straight to the Thunders."

"Right," Cam nodded.

Angel didn't wait to speak to the ninjas, as soon as they were fully materialized, they were gone. She managed three trips before the second alert happened, "Kelzacks coming," she told Cam, "don't stop."

A muffled explosion heralded the next group, "Last group," Cam announced as Angel triggered the teleportation and someone began to beat on the containment door.

The group appeared just as the door to the containment facility flew open. "Cam," Angel snapped, "disengage." She threw herself at the Kelzacks as she drew her sword. She fought for a few minutes before she realized Cam was beside her, "Get them out of here," she shouted at them. "I can handle the Kelzacks."

"They're gone," Cam replied.

"Why didn't you go with them?" Angel demanded as she ducked one Kelzack and then kicked a second in the knee.

"Secondary mission," Cam replied, "Hunter would kill me slowly if I left you behind."

"Hunter needs grow a pair," Angel snapped back. In the momentary lull that followed, she saw Cam staring at her, "What?" She asked.

"Where did you hear that?" Cam asked, "I didn't think any of the Rangers used that kind of language."

"My mom," Angel replied. "She had a thing about Earth." She glanced at the door and with a jerk of her head sent it flying back to the door frame. Then she got a look at the teleportation module, "That's not good," she muttered, wincing as someone began to pound on the door.

"Can you fix it?" Cam asked.

"It's in pieces," Angel snapped even as she cast an eye over the destroyed machine, "I'm a pilot, Cam, not an engineer." She winced at a particularly strong hit on the door. "Look, I can hold the door, but I can't hold it and teleport. I can't even guarantee I can teleport us off the ship before they got to us."

"What do we do?" Cam said.

"Epsilon," Angel said after a moment. "Morph, we let them in and I fry as many as I can on the way out. Escape pod is to the left, twenty yards. Pods are designed for atmosphere. We get in one, signal ninja ops that we're coming in and hope we don't get blasted on the way down." She took a slender green rod from her pocket, "Worm program for the escape pod, it'll put us down as close to the beach near the academy as possible. I'm going to be useless."

"When did you tell me about epsilon?" Cam demanded.

"I didn't," Angel replied, "Dustin told me that if I didn't bring you back, he'd bury the scout and drop me in the middle of a volcano. Blake told Dustin if he did that, then Blake would fry Dustin's bike and do something unspeakable to his sister. To prevent a Thunder-Wind war, I created Epsilon. Are you ready?"

"Ready," Cam replied.

Angel released the door and pulled Cam behind her as it fell in. Zurgane stepped through the door. Angel muttered an Eltarean curse and lifted her sword, "I never liked you," she sneered in Ialandian.

The sword took on a purple light as Zurgane drew his blades. "I told Lothor he should have killed you years ago," Zurgane replied, "You are too much like your mother."

Angel screamed, unleashing her power at Zurgane without thought for keeping any of it back. The ball of purple lightning plowed over Zurgane, leaving melted metal behind, and exploded against the far wall of the corridor, filling the hall with purple lighting. Angel swayed, felt Cam's arm come around her waist and tried to keep her knees locked. "What happened?" Cam demanded over the sound of the power.

"I got mad," Angel replied. She took an unsteady step, hanging on through sheer will, "Let's go. I'll shield you."

Cam later told her that she had been talking to him all during the trip to the pod, speaking in coherent sentences, instructing him on getting into the pod and everything. He maintained that she had stood up shortly after they departed the ship and declared, "Watch out for the jade mongoose," before falling into a dead faint.

Angel didn't remember that, nor did she remember the explosion that ripped the ship apart behind them.

Angel woke up two months after the final mission on Eltare. Sitting by her bed was Hunter, wearing a deep red shirt and black pants. He was asleep, arms crossed over his chest, sitting up in a chair that looked painfully uncomfortable. When she twisted, Angel saw Blake sitting on the ground on the other side of the bed, back to the wall, with Tori beside him. They were talking softly, with faint smiles.

Then Blake glanced up and saw her, "Angel," he cried, scrambling up, narrowly avoiding Tori's head.

"What happened?" Angel tried to say. It didn't come out right, but Blake frowned.

"Cam said you blasted Zurgane and blew up the ship," Blake said, he turned, "Tori get the Healer."

Tori, on her way out the door, waved her hand.

"What?" Hunter said, "Angel, you're awake."

"Where are we?" Angel asked, this time with better success.

"We had to take you to Eltare," Hunter told her. "Whatever you did, we were afraid Earth couldn't help you. It's been three months."

"There are rules, Hunter Bradley," a sharp, female voice said, "for when a person awakens from a coma."

Angel watched as the Eltarean healer approached her bed, "And as for you." She frowned at Angel, "I do not know what you thought you were doing, but you nearly killed yourself."

"Rage," Angel said slowly, "I got mad. I lost control."

"Indeed," the healer said, "but you'll be just fine."

"Lothor," Angel managed.

"Dead," Hunter replied, "Zurgane and Choobo to. Mara and Kapri were on Earth with their monster, so they survived. Your grandfather showed up and took them back to Ilan. He was the one who said you should come to Eltare."

"We won?" Angel asked as Hunter rested his hand on hers.

"We won," Hunter replied and kissed her forehead, "you did it."

Only the Eltarean healer was confused when Angel burst into tears. Victory, but with a heavy price for the Warlord's Daughter.