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"I can't. I won't do it again. I can't take it."

Marcy was pacing inside the cave. She'd dropped Billy off at his house, feigning fatigue, so she could come here alone. Along the walls of the cave, fifteen different specters stood, watching her journey across the rock floor with stoic expressions.

"You don't have to give up," a tall woman near the edge of the crowd said. It was her grandmother, or at least, the piece of her spirit that still resided within the crystal. "Who better to understand your needs than one of Zordon's chosen?"

"It's not the same," Marcy said. "The ninjetti don't pass their powers on through blood. They can choose to give it up, to move on with their lives. He's going to graduate next year, go on to college. What happens then?"

"You knew that was an issue before you committed to him," a large man with long wispy hair said from the center of the group. He was her great-uncle, and held the white crystal, and it was at his deathbed that Marcy had her first vision and predicted Jaden would hold the crystal next. "How were you going to solve that problem then?"

Marcy paused in her pacing and sighed. "I was going to ask him to move on with me… I-I don't know what I was thinking."

"You were thinking you were in love with him," her grandmother-spirit said.

"That's not the only reason." The crowd parted and a tall thin man with close cut hair and a pair of thick rimmed glasses stepped forward.

Marcy stood in front of the specter. Her father looked even better in death than he had in life. His spirit still carried the belt of tools that was his constant companion. If she let her vision go fuzzy she could almost see Billy standing in front of her, tools in hand, ready to fix any problem or work on a new machine at the drop of a hat.

"No," Marcy admitted. "It's not."

"Then what is?"

Marcy took a deep breath. "I can't be a pawn in another war," she said. "Baylin slaughtered you in front of me. He made me choose between you and the innocents on the planet. I can't make a choice like that again, and I won't ask Billy to either."

"You don't know that would happen," her grandmother said.

"Eventually it would," Marcy answered. "Rita and Zedd keep a close watch on the Rangers. It's a wonder they haven't tried for me yet. Without the full power of the Tanzetti I can't defend myself against them, and if they ever found out about the crystals…"

There was quiet in the chamber while everyone digested this. They all knew what had happened on the moon-base with Baylin. How he'd killed Jaden right in front of her, just to prove he had more power than she did. He knew she was the biggest threat to him because her power of empathy would allow her to find the source of his powers and then she could destroy it…if she could touch him. Killing Jaden shattered her, put her off guard and because of that they lost the moon-base, and two teammates, her father was killed in that battle as well because she wasn't quick enough to get to him.

The thought of Billy having to make a similar choice, to watch her cut down by an enemy because he was too busy protecting the innocent. It was the bane of a warrior's life, and she wouldn't be the one to put him through that.

"I won't do it," Marcy said. "I won't be reason his world shatters completely."

"And will it not shatter when you leave him?" her grandmother asked.

"It will heal," she answered. "I'll make sure of it."

"You need to know for sure," her father said. "You need to see it for yourself."

Marcy gripped the crystal the hung around her neck. "I know."

It was a week before she got a chance to prove it. She was supposed to meet Billy at the Youth Center but when she arrived he wasn't there. Ernie told her he'd just left with the gang. And then she heard the sirens indicating a monster was attacking.

She walked through the back halls of the Youth Center until she found and empty corridor. Her hand gripped the pink stone at her neck tight and took a deep breath, not wanting to move forward, but too afraid to go back.

"Billy," she whispered and the magic took instantly.

It had been ten years since she'd teleported with magic and she'd forgotten the intensity of the sensation. A brief moment of weightlessness, surrounded by pink electricity, then, as quickly as it came, it was gone and you were back on solid ground.

Solid ground wasn't so solid when you weren't used to it anymore. Marcy hit hard and lost her balance, falling into the hard packed dirt of the desert. It took several seconds to regain her focus and realize she was no longer falling. She rolled onto her knees and looked around. She was on a cliff above the rock quarry and the sounds of battle were echoing from below.

Slowly she crawled to the edge and looked over the rocks. The scene below took her breath away. All six Power Rangers, fully morphed were fighting a large monster that looked like a giant black lizard with wings. They were fighting hard, coming at the monster from all angles, but it was too much for them. Despite its massive size and huge wingspan the monster was incredibly agile and able to defend itself from multiple attacks as once. He threw the Rangers back easily then opened his hand revealing some weapon Marcy couldn't identify. Fire rained down the Rangers, pinning them against the rock.

Marcy reacted on instinct, as if the brief touch of power from the teleport reactivated something inside her. She opened her hand and the power flowed freely, targeting its source without thought or hesitation.

Pink lighting rained down on the monster, throwing it across the quarry countering its attack. It wasn't enough to destroy the monster-she'd never be able to do that on her own-but it was enough to give the Rangers time to regroup. She saw Tommy was already on his feet, rallying the others quickly, taking advantage of the momentary distraction.

But it didn't help much because in the next second red and white lightning rained down on the monster and in a rush of smoke and fire the monster grew to the size of a ten story building. She could hear the calls from below and the Rangers summoned their Zords. Marcy backed off from the cliff, knowing there was little else she could do there.

Her hand went to the crystal once again. She didn't need to touch it to draw it's power, but it had become a habit in the past and it comforted her to feel it's heat in her hand. She was going to teleport back to the Youth Center when another though occurred to her.

Zordon.

She knew all about the power coins and the war between the Rangers of Eltar. The stories of the Ninjetti powers being forged into coins to create the original Rangers were the stuff of bedtime stories and campfire tales on her planet. Her own grandmother would tell stories of the Tanzetti warriors who fought alongside Zordon and the others during the civil war against Rita Repulsa. The war where Dunclan, the Green Ranger had betrayed the others to Rita and turned his own power against them. He killed everyone except Zordon, who was able to gather the power coins and hide them just before Dunclan and Rita found him and banished him into the dimensional vortex.

Then Rita had turned on Dunclan and stole his power coin, leaving him stripped of power and badly wounded. For years Dunclan wandered the universe in search of new power, fueled only by revenge. He found other powers eventually, powers that gave him enormous strength and energy, but also deteriorated his body. By then he also had a new name: Lord Zedd. Zedd hunted down Rita, and banished her into the space dumpster along with Goldar and her other minions.

Or so the story went.

There was one way to find out. If the Power Rangers lived in Angel Grove then Zordon would likely have a base nearby, probably hidden in the desert. She knew the desert in this area held an immense amount of power in itself. Likely there was a direct portal to power from the planet here somewhere. The Tanzetti crystals had been attracted to it when bringing her here, likely because the planetary power would mask other powers in the area, making them difficult to track. Zordon would have been attracted to it for the same reason.

There was one problem, her power couldn't locate the base directly. Ninjetti power was forged from the spirits of nature that created life across the universe, whereas the Tanzetti crystals drew power directly from the earth. They could work in conjunction, but in general they opposed each other if brought into direct contact, like two same poled magnets. However, if she created the right signal in the right place…

It was worth a try.

Her grip tightened on the crystal and she relaxed letting the power build. She had never met Zordon personally so she concentrated on the stories she'd heard as a child. She could still hear her grandmother's deep tenor voice speaking to the rhythm of a crackling fire.

Slowly she breathed the name, "Zordon."

This time she was prepared for the landing and managed to stay on her feet, barely. She was in a mountain pass, large rock cliffs edged up on either side of her. She turned in a full circle but saw nothing but brown sand and rock. But she could feel it.

The power was there, an energy emanating from something nearby. A shield generator perhaps? It would make sense, Zordon was smart enough to know to have multiple layers of defense. If there was a shield there would be sensors as well. Her presence would be detected; she only needed to make her intentions known. Slowly she concentrated, pulling the power and sending it towards the shield, not attacking, just acknowledging, getting their attention.

After several seconds she let the power break off. They wouldn't be able to teleport her in if her power was active. She held still, waiting. Then she felt the sensation, a light electrical charge that surrounded her body in white and pulled her away from the ground. Then the light was gone and she was standing in a large black room surrounded by computer kiosks connected in a semi circle at the foot of a large vortex tube. Inside the tube was a face, looking down from a sea of pale blue light.

"Hello, Zordon," she said. "I think we need to talk."

Tommy powered down immediately after teleporting back to the command center. Fighting the Terraraptor monster had been brutal, but the battle wasn't the first thing on his mind. Someone had helped them during the fight.

He saw the others powering down and stepped to the center of the room. "Zordon, what happened out there?" he asked. "Who sent that lighting when the monster had us cornered?"

"Yeah," the others asked in chorus. "Who was it? Is it a new Ranger?"

"Calm down, Rangers," Zordon said. "Yes, there was an outside force that aided you in battle today. I have made contact with her, but she is refusing to let her identity be known."

"She?" Kimberly asked.

"Yes, she is a warrior from a planet called Caldyne. An ancient power known as the Tanzetti Crystals gave seven warriors of a chosen family power to fight the forces of evil. The planet was destroyed several years ago and the she is the only remaining survivor. I'm afraid that is all I can tell you."

"But why didn't she want us to know?" Billy asked. "She could help us."

"The Tanzetti crystal is a delicate power. On its own the individual has certain abilities to fight and use magic, but only with their combined power do they have unlimited strength. Her power is of limited use to you and she does not want to put herself or you Rangers at any more risk."

"But we wouldn't-" Tommy protested but the Mage cut him off.

"It is not my choice, White Ranger. She asked me to swear to keep her identity secret and I had no choice but to do so. Her knowledge of your identities is a risk and only by cooperating with her desires could I keep your powers safe."

"She knows who we are?" This time it was Rocky who spoke.

"Yes."

"But how Zordon?" Kimberly asked.

"I'm afraid I cannot tell you that, it was also part of the oath I gave to her."

"So what do we do now?" Tommy asked.

"There is nothing you can do," Zordon said. "Go back to your lives and do not worry about the Tanzetti warrior. In exchange for my silence she has sworn not to interfere with anything you do in the future. You will not see her again."

Tommy nodded and the others gathered around, preparing to teleport out.

So how do you like them apples? We're coming close to the end of part one. Hope you are enjoying it. Feel free to review, let me know what you like.

BTW, the history of Zordon, Rita and Lord Zedd came from a fan page I read a while back. I couldn't find the original source but it was from a fan who claimed he met a producer at a convention who talked about Zedd originally being a Power Ranger along with Zordon and betraying them. I liked that idea so I took my own spin on it. Hope you like it.

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