Riley was sitting at a desk with a very annoyed chief inspector. His Energem, Dino Com, and all his possessions had been confiscated. He didn't know where the other Rangers were, the last he'd seen of them was their panicked faces as he was taken away. He didn't know where Koda was, either. They'd been separated on arrival.

'The bus driver called airport security. Now are you going to confess, or do I have to get nasty?'

'Confess? I'm sorry, officer. What's going on?'

The inspector sighed. 'You are charged with terrorism. Which part of that do you not understand?'

'Terrorism? I'm sure there's been a misunderstanding. Why don't you let me call someone, and we can sort this out?' Riley tried to look as confident as he could with both hands cuffed. If he could get Ms Morgan on the phone, she would know what to do.

'Stop denying it! The bus driver and all the passengers saw you. We caught it on CCTV.' The inspector pushed a laptop at Riley. With a sinking heart, he leaned forward to watch.

The video showed the bus station from above. A bus was in the bay, its passengers waiting to board. Despite the grainy footage Riley recognised Tyler, Ivan, Chase and Shelby.

A van pulled up at the bus station. Riley watched himself and Koda leap from the van and aim Dino Morphers at the other four Rangers. They clutched their chests and fell to the ground.

You had to be kidding. Other Rangers got cool wrist devices or free cell phones. Why in the name of Zordon did their morphers have to be guns? Even the Jungle Fury Rangers had it better. They might look fashion-impaired, but at least they didn't risk arrest for unlawful possession every time they used their morphers.

'They're not guns! They're -' Riley stopped. How could he explain without giving away their identities? 'They're, uh, Nerf guns.'

The inspector's expression didn't change. 'If I had a dollar for every creative excuse I've heard, I could buy Starbucks. Not the drink, the franchise.'

The inspector wasn't buying it. Riley didn't think he'd have bought it either. He tried a different tack.

'Those people in the video, they're my friends - '

'You shot your own friends?'

'- and we didn't shoot them, they're fine! Watch the video. It'll prove I'm right.' The video had to show their morphers weren't real guns. Because of the simple fact that Tyler, Shelby, Ivan and Chase weren't dead.

'You still want to see more? I've shown you more than enough to convict you in court.'

'Humour me.'

The inspector glared, then pressed play again.

He and Koda were standing over the Rangers on the ground. They lowered their guns. Then something offscreen caught their attention - Shearfear, Riley guessed. He remembered the monster had arrived before the others had recovered, and he and Koda had gone to fight. His digital self looked at Koda and both ran offscreen.

The other Rangers were still writhing in pain. It was unusual for getting shot by Dino Chargers to have that effect; morphing certainly didn't hurt. But given that Kendall had created the Chargers in thirty minutes in the back of a moving van, he couldn't blame her if they still had kinks.

Okay, it didn't look good, but the other Rangers would get up. They had to get up. The others had joined them to fight Shearfear - they couldn't stay on the ground forever!

After an eternity, Shelby staggered to her feet. Tyler followed shakily, and Chase managed to get up after attempting twice to stand. Riley saw Ivan half-crouched on the ground, eyes wide, gasping dramatically. He groaned inwardly. He liked Ivan, but did the knight have to be quite so theatrical?

Slowly, too slowly, the four of them stumbled offscreen. Looking exactly as though they'd crawled off to die.

Riley put his head in his hands. So much for hoping the video would help.

The inspector was watching him with a satisfied smile. 'Possession of a deadly weapon. Attempt to commit terrorism. You're looking at some serious jail time.'

The door burst open. 'Sir, you'd better come over. We need your help with the other suspect.'