A/N – Super sorry for the really long wait on this. A lot came up and I was never home until like about 10 at night so I was never able to write. But now with summer on the way chapters will be coming more frequent soon. Thank you so much to all of my reviewers.

Disclaimer – I do not own power ranger nor do I own Greek mythology.

Nathalie sat at a large black piano, in a rather small recording room. The room was decked out with microphones and other musical instruments of all sizes. Guitars lined the wall, along with a drum set, and a few jazz instruments as well. The room was overall very neat besides a light blue lacrosse stick, yellow rubber ball and a pair of blue cleats.

A black piano was pulled into the center of the room, and a microphone was set up next to it.

Nathalie sat on the shinny bench as her delicate fingers gracefully danced along the keys.

"Nat!" Isaac yelled, opening the door. The sudden burst of the door caused Nathalie's hand to slip.

"What?" She asked irritated, throwing her hands into the air.

"It's time to go," Isaac said, desperately tapping his silver watch.

"Do I have to?" Nathalie groaned, throwing her head back. "Can't you cover for me? Say I'm sick or something?"

"We have to do this for dad," He started to leave the recording room, but stopped at the door. "I think you're forgetting something," He pointed to her bare feet.

"Ah, it's better than those death traps that mum calls heels," Nathalie said, slowing walking around Isaac out of the room.

Nathalie sat at a dinner table surrounded by her family, and other employees of her father in a large dining hall.

Unlike everyone else, Nathalie sat with her back slouched and her arms crossed. Every once in awhile, she would roll her eyes at someone who said something annoying or stupid.

Mr. Ramos tapped the edge of his wine glass. "Alright everyone, can I have your attention?" Mr. Ramos asked standing up. "I have called each of you here tonight to advise you of some of our upcoming events,"

Mr. Ramos' boss stood up. "Because of our success full year, we will be hosting the Autumn Ball," She said, smiling.

Everyone clapped except for Nathalie who groaned. Isaac bent over and pinched Nathalie's wrist.

"Ouch!" She cried, slapping him back.

"Quit the attitude."

"You're not my mother," Nathalie pointed. "Do you really want to be in a stuffy room all night, with a bunch of spoiled rich city folks? I sure don't."

Nathalie stood up and started to leave, but her mother grabbed her arm. "Where are you going?"

Nathalie yanked her arm back. "I need some air."

Nathalie pushed the doors to the hall open and sprinted outside. She walked down a few steps before sitting down.

Isaac came out a few moments later and walked over to Nathalie. "Nathalie?"

"What?" She snapped, whipping her head around.

"You need to quit the attitude," He paused and sat down next to her. "What is going on?"

"I'm fine, ok. I'm just sick of having to act like someone I'm not. I hate dresses," Nathalie tugged on her dresses. "I would rather be home playing outside or in the recording studio. I'm not a girly girl like Charley. I'm not popular. I get picked on. I don't hang out with people like that!" Nathalie pointed towards the hall. "Have you heard those girls?" Nathalie asked. "Oh my goodness, my daddy just like took away my credit card. I will like totally die," Nathalie said mocking.

"They're not like that," Isaac said.

Nathalie raised an eye brow. "That's because you aren't forced to hang out with them. Mom's been crawling on me all night. Sit up straight, do this, do that."

Isaac stood up. "Come back in soon."

"So, what's going on in Nathalie land?" Bryce asked, as Nathalie sat down. The others were already seated around the lunch table.

"Don't antagonize me," Nathalie said, blowing her brown hair out of her face. Bags outlined her eyes and pieces of her hair stuck out in unnatural ways.

"Bad night?" Kennedi asked. She reached over and tried to fix some of Nathalie's hair. "Did you even brush your hair this morning?"

Nathalie rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I had to sit around with a bunch of rich snotty kids again last night for my father. And yes, I did brush my hair."

"Hey, I would give anything to have your life. You get to go to a bunch of fancy parties and balls," Charley said, without looking up from her scrip.

Nathalie picked at her salad. "What is the play this year?" She asked, nodding towards the script

"West Side Story," Charley said. "I want to get the role of Maria."

"Alright," Bryce said, grabbing every one's attention. "I say in honor of our one month of being, you know what, we all go out and party on Saturday."

"I'm in," Jet said.

"It will be good to get out of the house," Lew agreed.

"Sounds fun," Kennedi said, looking at Charley. Charley nodded. "We're in."

"Ah, I can't," Nathalie said. "At least, not this weekend. I have to go to some stupid Autumn Ball."

"You get to go to the Autumn Ball?" Kennedi asked, surprised.

"Yeah, but I don't get what is so special. It's just a bunch of stuck up people in dresses and suits."

"It's the greatest party of the year. Only certain people can get in. I have always wanted to go ever since I was a little girl," Charley said. "You could say it was for royalty, if we had some."

"I got an idea, why don't you go for her Charley," Lew jokingly said.

"It's a good idea, but my mom keeps an eye on me at all times. Plus, you're a blonde and look nothing like me," Nathalie sighed.

"Maybe we can do something next week?" Jet suggested.

"I say we go camping in the forest!" Bryce excitedly said.

"But, the forest around here is haunted," Kennedi said.

"Remember last year? Max went into the forest and never came back out," Lew said.

"Who's Max?" Nathalie asked.

"My point exactly," Lew said, tapping his pencil.

"You guys are a bunch of wimps," Jet said. "I'm in."

Nathalie held her drink, as hundreds of people danced on the floor. The loud upbeat music, pounded through the hall. Thousands of white light hung from the ceiling. Areas around the bar where plastered with the strong bitter smell of alcohol. But other than that, the room smelled of rich perfumes and colognes that made Nathalie's nose wrinkle.

Nathalie's mom came up from behind her and grabbed her wrist. "What is this ugly thing? Take it off," She held Nathalie's Morpher up.

Nathalie hastily pulled her arm back. "Nothing," She pulled her jacket sleeve down to cover it.

"Nathalie Sylvia Ramos, give me!" Her mom held her arm out.

Nathalie unclasped her Morpher and handed it over hesitantly.

Mrs. Ramos put it in her purse. "You can have it back later."

Nathalie stomped her foot and groaned. It was going to be a long night.

"Can this night get any more boring?" Charley groaned, leaning back in her chair in front of the monitor in Ops.

"Why don't you train?" Kennedi asked, flipping her dagger over in her hand.

Lew and Bryce where sparing while Jet sat back and watched.

"I guess," Charley said, grabbing her blaster. She walked over to the target range. Closing one eye she took aim, and hit the dummy on the left shoulder.

Phoebe was next to her with a bow in her hands.

"You shoot?" Charley asked, surprised.

"It's been a few years," Phoebe said, pulling the string back. Releasing the string the arrow flew right towards the dummies heart.

"Sure doesn't seem it."

Jet stood up and yawned. "I think I'm going home for the night," Just as he walked to the portal the sirens went off. "Or not."

"Daemon! Downtown at the Robert J. Hall," Kennedi said.

"Not so boring now is it?" Bryce said, patting Charley on the back.

"Hey, isn't that where the Autumn Ball is?" Lew asked, receiving a nod back.

"Let's get going."

"Olympian Force! Protectors of Earth!"

Nathalie hugged her black leather jacket closer to her body as a cold gust of the autumn wind sent chills down her back.

In the distance lights hazed the night sky, blocking many of the stars from view. On top of that, the soft hum of the music from the ball added to the normally quiet city at this time of night

A sudden burst of loud screams, that had become quite common, disturbed the somewhat silence.

Nathalie's head snapped back. Out of habit she reached for her morphed on her wrist, only to find it missing.

"Crap!" She muttered under her breath. After taking a quick peek around, Nathalie disappeared into the night back towards the source of the screams, the Autumn Ball.

She stopped abruptly as she neared the doors. Her hair whipped around her face from the sudden deceleration. She tucked the lose piece of her brown hair behind her ear before emerging from behind the ally.

A massive group of people rushed out of the door from the hall. Too many people were coming out that way, so entrance through the door wasn't an option for the red ranger. Instead she spotted a nearby window only about five feet up. Nathalie was still small enough to squeeze through it.

After losing her heels, she carefully placed her left foot onto a small rock before hoisting herself up and into the hall.

When she jumped down, her landing wasn't so graceful and she landed with a loud thud. After brushing herself off, she stood up into the empty hall.

Nathalie sprinted down the hall until she reached the now somewhat empty dance floor. The only people in the room were the other rangers, along with about fifty guests. One of the fifty guest included Nathalie's mother. They were all crowded in the corner by about ten Dwellers. Kennedi and Lew stood between the Dwellers and the guest as protection. Meanwhile the other rangers each had their own set of Dweller.

Nathalie pinched her nose as it got a whiff of the most revolting smell. The smell was emitted from the Daemon in the center of the hall.

The Daemon had the complexion of a bird. Instead of feet, it's talon like claws gripped the dance floor and where arms should have been where two large feather covered wings. Her silvery hair shimmered as the light from the moon reflected off of it. On top of that her face represented that of an old ugly women.

"I am Harpy!" the winged Daemon shouted, "Warrior of the almighty Hades himself," She flexed her great wings out. "And I am here to blow your world away.

"In your dreams!" Charley shouted, pushing away from the Dweller that had her pushed up against the wall. Throwing the Dweller to the side she rushed over to the civilians and placed a forced field between them and the Daemon. "Go!" she shouted to Kennedi and Lew. "I can hold them off for now."

The two nodded before sprinting towards Harpy.

"Hey ugly!" Kennedi shouted. "I think you're looking a tad too green today!"

Suddenly a large vine busted through the glass window splattering glass across the floor before making its way to around Harpy's waist. The vine lifted Harpy up and smashed her against the ceiling before dropping her back on the floor and retreating back out the wind.

Harpy groaned as she stood up, gripping her left wing that was bent crocked. Using her one good wing, she spotted Nathalie who was crouched behind a table and sent a large gust her way.

The wind flipped the table over and caused Nathalie to fly back into the far wall. Nathalie gripped her side as she tried to stand up, but failed.

Kennedi who saw the red ranger get pushed back, rushed over to her leader's side.

"What are you doing?" She asked, in a hushed voice.

"Trying to help, what does it look like," She groaned.

"Where is your morpher?" Kennedi asked, seeing the bare wrist.

"My mother took it," Nathalie said, looking over her shoulder where Charley was helping the last of the civilians out of the room, Nathalie's mother included.

"Do you know where it is?"

"Probably in her purse, somewhere in the mess of this room," Scattered around the room where various items that were left behind in the scramble to get out of the room, and one of them included Nathalie's mom's purse.

"Lew are you busy?" Kennedi asked into her ear piece.

"What's up?" he asked, knocking two Dwellers heads together before finally pushing them out the broken window.

"I need you to find Nathalie's morpher. It's in her mom's purse, somewhere in this mess."

"Let me see," Lew said, as he round house kicked a Dweller straight in the gut. His eyes scanned the room under his blue helmet in an unnatural speed. "South entrance, under a flipped red and black table. Two chairs are in front of the table. One is undisturbed but the other is on its side. About twenty paces east from the stage."

"I got it!" Bryce said, as he ease dropped into the conversation. He front flipped over a Dweller before landing by the stage. Quickly he found the table and flipped it right side up. Right as Lew said, the purse was there. Carefully he dug through the purse before finally pulling out the red ranger's morpher.

"Here I can take it to her," Lew said, startling Bryce from behind because of teleporting across the room.

"Give me a heart attack why don't you," Bryce said, giving Lew the morpher who then teleported across the room.

"Go help Jet," Lew advised to Kennedi, who took off running towards Jet who was taking on Harpy. "Morph up." Lew handed the wrist watch over to Nathalie.

Nathalie looked towards where Charley had been, to see the area already abandon and all the civilians gone from the hall. Charley had joined Bryce on finishing off the last of the Dwellers.

"Olympian Force, Protectors of Earth!" Nathalie shouted, going through the now very familiar movements. A red spandex now protected her body, instead of her pale delicate skin. "As skillful as Artemis, Red Olympian Ranger!"

Nathalie stretched her hand outward and called her bow. Gracefully, she pulled the string back and pushed the release sending the arrow hurdling towards Harpy. The arrow finally stopped as it struck the Daemon in her right eye, barely missing Jet.

"Hey!" he shouted back. "Be careful would ya?"

"Sorry," She muttered into her ear piece, before surround the now distracted Harpy who was desperately trying to pull out the arrow, but had no luck.

"How about a word from the wise," Phoebe asked through the ear piece, as she paced back and forth in the base. "Combine your weapons together to create the Irenic Blaster."

Each of them grabbed their Olympian Strike weapons and threw them into the air, where they all magnetically rearranged themselves into a long blaster type weapon.

"Ready? Fire!" Nathalie shouted, as an arrow surrounded by the six ranger colors blasted out of their weapons. The arrow struck Harpy in the heart, followed by the six individual blast from each rangers color.

The rangers turned around as Harpy exploded. But just as all the monsters have done in the past, Harpy grew to the size of a skyscraper.

"Let's finishes this because I am missing some valuable sleep time." Jet joked.

"Deer Zord!"

"Hawk Zord!"

"Dove Zord!"

"Raven Zord!"

"Crane Zord!"

"Vulture Zord!"

"High Irenic Megazord!" They all shouted as each of their individual Zords combined.

"You might have won once, but one win is all you'll get!" Harpy shouted, spreading her wings back and sending a very strong gust of wind.

The Irenic Megazord tried to push forward towards Harpy but the wind was just too strong, and ended up pushing the rangers onto their back.

"How can we beat something when we can't even stand up?" Bryce asked, as the Megazord tried to stand up, failing.

"We don't," Nathalie said, as a smile crossed her face.

"We don't win?" Kennedi asked. "Not us, we never give up. We don't lose, we can do this."

"No," Nathalie fixed. "I didn't mean we don't win, we just don't stand up." Nathalie reached forward and tightened her grip on her steering wheel. "Harpy likes being high, so let's change the field. Let's stay low."

"The fog!" Charley pointed out. A thick haze of fog covered the city as the sun started to rise above the horizon.

The Megazord slowly army crawled toward Harpy under the cover of the haze.

"Where are you pesky rangers?" Harpy asked, swinging her claws through the fog. But, with no avail, the fog quickly replaced itself.

"High Irenic Blaster!" The rangers all shouted. "Fire!"

Quickly, just like before, an arrow shot up out of the fog and hit Harpy straight on. The ranger's Megazord stood up out of the cover of the fog, as Harpy exploded into the distance as the sun rose higher up.

"One more down," Nathalie said, as she placed Harpy in the volt where about five other Daemons were from their past victories. Two who which included Medusa and Melinoe. "But a bunch more to go," Nathalie sighed as she rubbed her eyes.

"I think I could sleep for a hundred years," Charley said, as she lifted her head up from the ranger command controls. Both Jet and Bryce were asleep and snoring. Lew yawned, before standing up and stretching.

"What time is it?" Kennedi asked, getting up from the somewhat comfortable couch.

"Six," Nathalie yawned. "I'm gonna head home. We all should. We are going to have to do a lot of explaining to our parents," Nathalie walked over to the portal. "See ya," She half waved and yawned.

"Don't forget your shoes," Charley said, as she tossed Nathalie's heels over to her.

"If my mom asked, Harpy took them," Nathalie said, tossing them into the trash can as she left.

The Yellow Ranger just shook her head chuckling, before walking over to wake up the Black and Green Rangers.

Irenic – the Greek word for peace

Max was an OC sent in by str8edgeranger0911

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