Dr.X felt uncomfortable as he was led through the dark corridors. They weren't his home, they looked like his home, felt like his home, and smelled like his home, yet it wasn't. Dr.X had been dragged to another one of Alphabet Soups hidden compounds. One of the scientists had recently committed suicide and they needed a fill in.

Dr.X just finished the work on his three armored Riders. He'd be sending them down to Dragon Knight as soon as he took care of business here, he'd been finalizing his newest plan, and he was confident it would destroy the failure. Dr.X walked past of a pool of gore. It wasn't anything new to him, he'd completely tore humans into bits of fleshy parts on multiple occasions.

"You'll have to excuse the mess." The man said in a cold, impersonal voice. "We've had a bit of an accident. Everything should be contained by now." The man darted his eyes randomly across the room, which led Dr.X to the conclusion that things weren't exactly under control.

Dr.X was led to the farthest corner of the entire compound. It was there that a steel cage was illuminated by the harsh light. Dr.X stared at the lump that had positioned itself in the corner of the cage. Dr.X raised his eyebrow as he examined its strange appearance.

The creature had a body composed of strange twisted metal. The light reflected off its shimmering body, it seemed to radiate how utterly clean and unnatural the creature was. The creature lifted its head upward, revealing a mouth filled with jagged teeth and two dropping antenna.

"So what is this creature?" Dr.X asked, "Where did it originate from?"

The cold man frowned at Dr.X's question. He was silent a few moments before correctly adjusting his thoughts. "He was one of Dr.N's first creations. The DNA was recovered from a meteorite that we recovered a few months ago."

Dr.X nodded, "How did you manage to create this from some stray DNA?"

"Dr.N spliced it into a homeless man."

Dr.X continued to watch the creature. It had since grown bored of sitting in the corner and instead decided to devote its time toward trying to claw Dr.X's face off by shoving its clawed hands through the bars.

"Did Dr.N succeed it creating more of these creatures?"

The man nodded, "Yes sir, three of them."

"Show them to me," Dr.X spoke with a strong sense of authority, despite his acne and greasy face it would be hard to believe he was so young.

The man leads Dr.X east, towards a large metal door. The man punched in a few numbers and the door slid open. The air was noticeably cooler in this room, and the lights seemed ever dimmer. Two bulking shapes shifted around with some vague sense of intelligence.

Dr.X nodded and scratched a little fluff of ginger that hung from his chin. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but didn't you say there were three more of these things?"

The man looked incredibly nervous. "Y-you have to understand the purpose of this second batch. The science behind them was much more precise, Dr.N sought to make a more advanced lifeform."

"Too smart for his own good?" Dr.X asked.

"Unfortunately…"

"So that's what painted the walls then," Dr.X noted, remember the blood-soaked room.

"We couldn't risk letting that creature outside of the compound. The media would flip if they knew what we were doing here."

"Of course, they would," Dr.X said in an annoyed tone. "It isn't like the United States isn't already crawling with monsters." Dr.X shook his head, he didn't have time for politics, nor did he have time to deal with bureaucrats who didn't see the big picture.

Dr.X decided it was time to take this project into his own hands. He went through the door and backtracked to the first cage. The creature snarled at him from within the iron bars. "So Dr.N had his own idea of how to create new soldiers." Dr.X took another look at the creature. It was certainly interesting, a big cobbled mess of DNA and RNA, but it was a work of art none the less. "It wasn't a bad idea, it's just a shame that he didn't get the chance to finish it." Dr.X turned to the cold man in the suit. Dr.X took a deep breath and moved fast.

He jumped at the man, his scalpel was handy in his grip. Using the speed and precision only a scientist of his caliber could perform he slid the sharp blade across the man's neck. A red line formed in the blades wake and the man began to scream as blood began to soak into his shirt.

Dr.X carefully unhooked the cage's lock. The creature banged against the cage, quickly knocking it open. Dr.X took this as a sign to leave

Cooper sat at the foot of his bed, he squinted at his book in the dull half-light, trying to read a little before he fell asleep. Reese was still floating around in his head, he hadn't stopped thinking about him since their fight a few days ago.

Cooper had spent nearly half of his life picturing the moment he finally out beat his half-brother. It was meant to be his finest moment, the pinnacle of his existence. During the fight he had felt something inside his chest, it was a powerful emotion, stronger than anything he could remember. It didn't triumph, nor was it satisfaction. It was something stranger, something even more baffling to the Black Ranger.

It was love.

In that moment, in the heat of battle, Cooper found that he loved his brother. Cooper didn't understand the logic behind this emotion, but it was impossible to ignore. He turned the page in the book, his eyes had read the words but his brain didn't understand them. He was too busy, too focused on his own feelings.

Alice was watching T.V while sitting on her own bed. She was dressed in a fluffy pink robe and her hair was still wet from her shower. She turned and smiled at Cooper, her eyes gleamed with a strange emotion.

Cooper was aware that Alice was infatuated with him, or at least he had a vague idea that she was. He really didn't care, as long she kept her feeling to herself he wouldn't have to address them.

Cooper glanced at the T.V, it was currently displaying the two Armored Riders, Wing Knight, and Torque Camo. They were all over the news, the media was portraying them as the true heroes of the country. The soldiers that would protect us at all costs. Cooper thought that was insulting, if they wanted a real hero maybe they should be interviewing Silver Guardians, or hell maybe a Marine. Anyone would be better than those costume wearing freaks.

Cooper looked at the Morpher on his wrist. It was ironic, he was considered one of those costume wearing freaks now.

The image on the T.V changed to the Ninjetti Rangers and Twisted Crimson. Despite that fact that Twisted Crimson would try to kill the Ninjetti Rangers any chance he could get the media portrayed him as a member of the team.

A man dressed in formal attire was being interviewed by a girl with long burgundy hair. The bottom of the screen gave a brief summary of the man, Neil Wessel (Author of Power Rangers in the 21st Century.)

"So Neil," The lady said in sing-song voice, "What do you think is going on with these Power Rangers?"

The man smiled, "Well you see, these aren't the Power Rangers we saw ten years ago. These guys are terrorists, they're renegades who want nothing but to destroy the American dream."

"How do recommend we handle these Power Rangers?"

"In my professional opinion, the only way to handle these Power Rangers is to send our Armored Riders in and arrest all of the Power Rangers."

The sheer incompetence of this man was starting to bother Cooper. Did he fail to realize that the Silver Guardians had Power Rangers as well, and the Silver Guardians were the ones hiring the Armored Riders to assist them in combat?

They needed a scapegoat, that was the truth to the situation. They were looking for someone to pin this on, and the Power Rangers were the perfect targets. Cooper took a deep breath, he needed time to sort his feelings out.

He stood up, "I'm going for a walk." He told Alice and rushed out of the room.

The air was slightly chilly as he strolled through Stone Canyon. His breath fogged around his mouth. It was definitely strange, but not strange enough to really need analysis. Cooper slide his hands in his pockets had drifted into meaningless thoughts. He briefly found himself imagining what life would have been like if he and Reese had grown up together. Cooper always wished his had a little sibling while he was growing up. Someone to take under his wing and show the ropes to.

Cooper was suddenly shaken out of his thoughts, there was an ear-piercing scream. Cooper didn't think twice, he quickly rushed in the direction of the scream. His eyes caught sight of the source and his insides flushed with ice.

A creature with skin made of jagged metal grabbed hold of a girl. She tried to struggle against its bulking form but it was in vain, the creature began to salivate. Thin tendrils of spit hung from its jagged mouth.

Cooper did a flying jump kick at the creature. His foot connected with its hard skin and nearly broke it. Pain stabbed up his leg and left everything below his knee pulsing with a dull electric numbness.

It was then that Cooper remembered he had a Morpher. He drew it and screamed, "Ninjetti Power!" Ninjetti Black swung his sword into the creature. Sparks flew from its metal hide as it was forced a few steps back. The creature had dropped the girl, she quickly fled the scene.

The creature growled and lunged at Ninjetti Black. The Ranger dodged and threw a shuriken into the creature's back. While the monster was distracted by the sparks flying from the creatures back Ninjetti Black jumped down and slashed his blade across the creature's chest. Black ichor leaked from the open wound.

The blood pooled in ugly globs. They seemed to solidify and turn a pale white color. The creature howled and charged at Ninjetti Black. The creature uttered something in between harsh labored breathes. "Kill...me…"

Ninjetti Black nodded, he could handle that. He rushed at the creature with blinding speed. He shoved his long Katana through the creature's chest, then using all his strength he forced his blade upward, the blade existed through the creature's head. The metal monster fell to the ground.

Ninjetti Black turned around and rushed back to find Alice. He was sure this creature wasn't a good sign and he figured he'd need her handy if more trouble appeared.

Ninjetti Black had fled to soon. He had managed to miss the strange way the entire body of the strange metal beast turned pale white as it's ichor dried. The small droplets of blood began to pulse and grow, they foamed heavily as they grew to human size.

Humanoid creatures stepped out of the foamy mess. They had white bulky bodies and strange round heads. The creatures looked around, unable to identify where they were. They sniffed around, looking for some sense of purpose.

They were creatures of The One, they carried the seed of the most powerful force in the galaxy, they were his children his legacy, and it was their job to continue his work. They would evolve and spread his seed. They were the spores of a new generation and it was their time to shine.

Cameron sat with Billy Creston. The genius inventor intimidated Cameron more than he was willing to admit. The man cared a certain level of coldness inside him. His eyes were blank and calculating. The two of them were designing the base for what would become Cameron's own Zord.

"I've been looking at your Morphing code," Billy said in a casual tone. This interjection came from out of the blue, and it shocked Cameron slightly. "It seems like there's a hidden transformation in your coding, maybe if you tune your Ninjetti to a proper frequency it will unlock this new form."

Cameron nodded, he tried to understand Billy's overly complicated tone, he wasn't doing a very good job. "I see if I can manage that."

Cameron looked out of the window positioned in Rocky's work office. Vega was busy doing her daily training drills. Her red hair was tied into a tight ponytail that whipped every time she swung her blade. He fascinated by the sharp way her body moved. She carried the powerful grace of a dancer.

"You've got an interesting team," Billy said with a faint grin.

"Yeah." Cameron agreed. "I think we might stand a chance."

A device on Billy's wrist began to beep. He whipped it up to his face and examined the characters. "There seems to be a monster attack," Billy spoke in a matter of fact tone.

"Why hasn't the dojo alarm went off yet?" Cameron asked.

"Because this attack isn't in Stone Canyon. It's in Panorama City." Billy explained.

Cameron was already on his feet. He knew the way to Panorama City, it wasn't too far from Stone Canyon. He moved to the built-in garage Rocky barely utilized. A green motorcycle was parked inside, it had been a test by Billy to see how well Cameron used complicated tech.

"Wait." Billy said, "You can't run off every time something happens. You're supposed to protect Stone Canyon, you can't just play hero anywhere you want."

Cameron opened the garage door. He frowned as he turned to Billy, "I'm sorry but if they need my help then I'm going there."

Cameron rode off away from the city. Billy watched with a blank expression, he tried to hide the grin on his face.

Cameron sped through the streets of Panorama City. He could see the vaguest sense of destruction, flipped cars, and the debris floated around the empty streets. Cameron prepared himself for whatever was out there.

Cameron caught sight of the cause of the distance. He stared blankly at the bulking figures. He should have been afraid, that would have been his reaction a few months ago, but now his eyes scanned the creature with a bored analysis.

They were strange white creatures. Cameron supposed they were insectile in nature, though he really didn't care. Cameron zoomed down a block and dismounted from his motorcycle. Cameron grabbed hold of his Morpher and stalked forward.

Cameron was only a couple feet away and the monsters had yet to notice him. Instead, they seemed preoccupied with the concept of milling around aimlessly. They didn't seem to retain any sort of intelligence. In fact, the only reason they carried themselves in a group was probably some sort of hive activity.

Cameron was preparing himself to ambush them. He took a deep breath, grabbed his morpher firmly into his hand, and bent his legs.

"Hiya!" A thundering voice proclaimed. Cameron darted to the source of the voice and his eyes caught sight of the figure that charged right into the monsters. The figure swung her golden blade into the monster, sending sparks from the monsters thick hide.

The creature hissed and threw its claws at her, but she used her nimbleness to dodge the assault and slash back into the creature. The girl then jumped back to regain her posture. She aimed her blade forward and pointed it at the white monsters.

"You will regret the day you picked a fight with the Shiba Clan!" She said in a powerful voice. The girl then drew a red brush from her bag and waved it in the air. Fiery wisps that floated in the air and formed a strange symbol. The symbol burnt and exploded into the creatures, sending them onto their backs.

"Ninjetti Power!" Cameron yelled and Morphed into his green armor.

Ninjetti Green rushed at the creatures. He slid his thin blade across one of the monster's chest, knocking it back and drawing a splatter of blood.

"A Ranger?" The blond haired girl asked with a faint grin. "I didn't know they came around here."

Ninjetti Green ducked under one of the creature's claws. "Wherever there's trouble."

"I think you jumped the gun." The girl said, her blade was enveloped in flames as she slashed down two of the monsters. "I can handle them." The girl shoved her blade forward, it impacted the creature's chest and stabbed right through its thick exoskeleton. Fractures ran across the monster's body as it fell to the ground.

Ninjetti Green froze as he watched something utterly horrifying occur. The splats of blood on the ground began to bubble and foam, they grew and grew until they were ten times their original size.

"They're eggs…" Ninjetti Green muttered.

"No way…" The girl muttered. To confirm Cameron's theory the giant white balls cracked and a handful of white monsters poured out.

"So these creatures can rapidly reproduce asexually via blood exposed to the open air, or at least something within the air.." Ninjetti Green said, "Good to know."

The girl sighed and drew her red brush. She scripted some floating symbols that formed a barrier around the creatures. She glared at the Green Ranger, "Then stop making them bleed!"

"What am I supposed to do then?" Ninjetti Green asked.

One of the white monsters forced itself through the burning vortex, the girl used her flaming blade to quickly strike it down. "Let me take care of them."

Ninjetti Green jumped kicked a creature that tried to sneak behind the girl, "I don't think so."

The creatures surged around the two. The girl swung her golden blade, but it did little as so many of them closed in. She sighed, "Considering we might die in less than a few moments I might as well ask for your name."

"Cameron." Ninjetti Green mumbled, he didn't consider the fact he was wrapped in his Ranger armor. "Watanabe."

"Watanabe?" The girl mumbled. She frowned and her eyes briefly flashed a strange emotion.

Before Ninjetti Green could formulate a response a white creature lunged at the duo. Ninjetti Green moved with a thoughtless grace, he hands swung down fast, quickly decapitating the monster.

"Nice move." The girl said darkly as blood poured from the decapitated body.

Ninjetti Green was aware of the fact he needed to do something incredibly fast. The white creatures were beginning to suffocate the duo, time was running out.

Cameron focused himself inward, drawing on whatever strength he could muster. Ninjetti Green swung his blade down, but it impacted into the creature's thick shoulder, The creature's exoskeleton was too hard for the blade to cut through, and the shock knocked the blade from his grip. Ninjetti Green watched in horror as his blade flew and clanked against the ground.

The girl swore under her breath and charged into the mob. Her blade was a flash of flaming fury. She cut through several monsters with a series of quick strikes. Her endeavors weren't in vain and she had successfully gained a decent amount of breathing room.

A creature moved in fast, it slammed its fist into the girl, forcing the wind out of her and causing her to buckle inward. She gasped and fell to the ground, her blade slipped from her grip as the creatures began to descend upon her.

Ninjetti Green could feel a new power enveloping him. Ninjetti Green's golden chest plate fell to the ground and his helmet suddenly flipped around. Ninjetti Green felt a power surging through him. He felt light and powerful, like a feather caught in a hurricane.

Ninjetti Green grabbed the woman's fallen blade. He rushed at the monsters, the blade was nothing but a blur of gold. One of the creatures jumped at Ninjetti Green, but in less than a few moments it was reduced to nothing but a gory mess. Ninjetti Green moved with the speed of a rushing bull. All of the monsters lay in a million pieces.

The girl picked herself up and brushed the dirt from her clothes. Then she waved her brush and summoned a rush of fire that burnt up the bloody mess. She frowned at Ninjetti Green and fired a blast that knocked him from his armor and left him laying on the picked up her blade and pointed it at his neck

"Hey!" Cameron exclaimed, "What's that about?"

"I, Lauren Shiba, long ago swore myself toward the eradication of the entire Watanabe clan."

"What?"

"Don't play dumb." She spat, "You would have stabbed me in the back just as fast."

"I seriously don't know what you're talking about!"

The girl gazed at him for a few moments, it was clear that she was trying to evaluate his existence. Cameron hoped that his honesty could pierce through her doubt.

She sighed and lowered her blade. "You saved my life so I'll let you go this time." She turned around, "If you or any other Watanabe step foot in my city I will strike them down. Leave."

Cameron picked himself up and did the only logical thing he could think of. He left.

Dr.X watched through a T.V screen as the last of the white monsters were burnt to ash. He sighed as the burnt cinders flew through the now empty street. All that research for nothing. Well, that wasn't exactly true. There were a few more "Zenobiters", as he was now calling them, left in Dr.N's research lab. Dr.X figured he could harvest their blood to create an entire army of those white monsters.

That would be interesting, he figured. It would be a self-replenishing army, the blood of the fallen would bring forth new soldiers. The perfect cycle. It had the potential to be the strongest army ever seen. Those little monsters could become the future of warfare.

He'd have to learn to control them, but that would come later. All in good time.

For now, he was focused on finishing his next batch of Armored Riders. No matter how much potential his new toys possessed Dr.X would always put his Armored Riders first. They were his children, his Holy Knights. Dr.X was also considering the possibility that he could blend the two projects. Maybe he could find a way to use the Rapid Evolution DNA involved in the Zenobiters to create creatures to aid his Riders.

They would be continued very soon. After that, they could move in and extinguish the traitor Dragon Knight. He needed to be dealt with before he could grow into a bigger problem.

Dr.X paused for a brief moment. He wouldn't allow himself to admit it on any conscious level, but the scientist was beginning to feel rather strange. It was a rather peculiar feeling, nothing he could exactly put his finger on. All he could explain was that in the deepest part of his mind he felt a cold gaze on him. He knew it was impossible, the room was utterly empty, yet that couldn't change the way his skin would crawl.

He felt that if the eyes were an actual manifestation of some being then they would present themselves in a strange yellow color.

A/N: I planned a more in-depth Samurai prelude earlier in the story, but the rest of the narrative didn't lend well to it. You'll eventually see more of the Watanabe/ Shiba feud later, but probably not for awhile.