Jayden had never been trained to use a gun, he had never even had a cap gun as a kid. That being said he had to admit how easy it seemed. Instead of prolonged battle, he would simply point the Bullzooka, squeeze the trigger and it was gone.

Mike had often tried to get Jayden involved in some of the light gun games on his consoles, but he had generally politely refused. However, given the additional power of his Super Samurai Mode, he was sure that he was moving so quickly, and taking out so many of these "Master Blasters" that he was sure even Mike would be impressed.

"Don't just stand there!" Ji called out, reminding the others that there were still enemies to fight. They all ran off in different directions, taking down Moogers as they went. Jayden looked to the Nighlock standing next to Serrator as they took care of the last of the Moogers.

"I'll take you out..."

"Yeah, that's what they all say." Jayden stated, combining his Spin Sword with the Bullzooka. "You know where they ended up? You're about to find out!"

With that, he fired off a blast, destroying the Nighlock completely. As much as he hated guns himself, he had to admit that Cody's new weapon was impressive, and it had helped them immensely. He watched as the Nighlock came back to life, growing to massive size.

"I need to take care of that brazier." He told the others. "Antonio, use the Lightzord. The rest of you back him up with the Bullzord."

He started to march forward, at which Octoroo just disappeared into a gap Dekker looked at him with contempt as he strode forward.

"So this is how you do your fighting now?" He asked derisively. "With a gun?"

This got to Jayden. He had already called him out on his weakness. Jayden couldn't help thinking about what he had said. He was used to letting his team help him. He looked to the Bullzooka as Dekker stood before him, extending his arms to his sides.

"Go ahead." He taunted him. "Do it."

Jayden levelled the Bulzooka, and attached the Black Box, placing a Power Disk in it, and spun it. He shouldered the weapon, and looked down it, aiming.

For a moment, a brief moment, he thought about it. He wondered what it would mean to finally be rid of Dekker, to know he would never be back, and how easy it would be just to squeeze the trigger. In the end though, he knew that Dekker wasn't to blame for everything. He adjusted his aim a little.

"I have more important things to worry about than you." He stated. With that, he squeezed the trigger. Despite the fact he had never practiced marksmanship before, it was a good shot. Even though he hadn't really used ny form of gun before, when he fired the full-power Bulzooka blast, it soared past Dekker, destroying the Brazier. Dekker just looked at him and snorted.

"You're weaker than I thought." He responded, turning back into his Nighlock form and lifting the Bane of Life. "Unfortunately that thing is no match for..."

"Gentlemen, a battle of egos?" Serrator asked, holding his weapon across Dekker's chest to restrain him. "I think not. I have much bigger plans for you."

"I am Ronin." Dekker stated, backing down. He looked to Jayden, levelling his sword at him. "You are lucky."

Jayden couldn't help but agree as they disappeared. In the distance, he could see the explosion as the latest Nighlock was vanquished, but he felt no joy in the victory. The day was won, but his deadliest enemy was back, and it seemed he was better than ever. He saw white ash raining down over the island, and a short time later, the others came back, de-morphing as they ran. He joined them, also de-morphing.

"Nice job guys." Jayden stated. "You did it."

"It still felt pretty bad without you amigo." Antonio replied, wrapping an arm around his boyfriend. He then noticed Jayden was not as happy as he'd expect. "Dude, we won."

"Did we?" He asked. Mia stepped forward and put a hand on his shoulder. She just looked at him.

"You're our Shogun, the head of the Shiba Clan, the only one who can create teh sealing symbol." She reminded him. "More than that, you're our friend. Forget about Dekker and what he said. He's..."

"He's quite possibly the greatest swordsman in history." Jayden interrupted her. "If you knew..."

With that, he just strode off back towards the ferry. Ji was just discussing something with the captain.

"So how sick was it when Mentor arrived?" Mike asked Emily. "You know, he really kicked ass for an old guy."

They all saw Ji's head jerk up as he said this. Although he was older, apparently one thing that hadn't faded in his age was his hearing. He just looked to Mike, crossing his arms.

"Old?" He asked. Mike just looked around sheepishly, hoping someone would help him out of this situation.

"I didn't mean old, like retirement village." He stated. "I meant old like...retro cool!"

"Well, let's discuss how 'retro-cool' I am in the snack bar." Mentor Ji replied, wrapping an arm around him with an evil loo on his face. "I'm suddenly getting a real craving for nachos."

"Smooth move Mike." Emily sighed, shaking her head. Even though she loved him with all her heart, and was planning on marrying him some day, she had to admit that his nature did lead him to make some questionable choices at times. "But Nachos do sound good."

"How the hell do you eat so much and stay that tiny?" Mia asked her. Emily just shrugged.

"I guess there's a parallel universe in my stomach." She commented as they all boarded. They were satisfied that the white ash would do its job, and that the people of Manalua would be alright. Right now, they needed to get back to the city.

Cody was at his place, doing some homework when he saw a shadow blocking his light. He looked around, seeing his father standing behind him.

"I heard that the Rangers had a pretty impressive addition to their arsenal." He commented. "Apparently it really helped."

"That's great." Cody commented as he tried to go back to his homework. Kieran just put his hand down over it.

"You know, I did notice that it was missing from the workshop." He told his son. Cody just looked down. "Do you want to talk to me?"

"Dad..."

"Cody, you did something...maybe three or four people in the world could do." He stated. "Seriously, why didn't you tell me?"

"Because you were always set on me taking on the family business!" Cody snapped at him. "Seriously dad, I know that you love carpentry but..."

"Well, I guess seven generations of carpenters is enough." He chuckled. Cody just looked at him.

"But..."

"Cody, I can't deny that since we lost your mother, sometimes I've been more than a little hard on you." He told him. "But the one thing that's never changed is that I want you to be happy. I know you're good with wood, but if that doesn't do it for you, then...maybe being a carpenter isn't for you."

"Dad, I'm sorry..."

"Don't be." He replied with a smile. "You're my son, and I want the best for you, even if it isn't what I would have chosen. It's your life, I just want you to be happy."

Cody just hugged his dad. He couldn't believe that he was alright with him not wanting to follow the family tradition and become a carpenter, but he was grateful that he was.

"How did you find out?" Cody asked. Kieran just held up his cell phone and smiled.

"Your dad's not a complete dinosaur." He chuckled. "Ji texted me."

With that, Cody hugged him tightly.

In a cave, far from the city, Jindrax came back to find Dayu wandering around. Toxica just shrugged.

"You try and get her to stay still." She commented. Jindrax just walked past her, presenting a newspaper to her. She just read it in interest.

"So, Dekker was there." She stated. "So was Octoroo."

"Yes, I was." Octoroo answered as he arrived. "Dayu, you're looking a lot less...crispy...than the last time I saw you."

"Did you do it or not?" Dayu asked him. Octoroo just nodded as he saw Jindrax tightening his grip on a dagger.

"I told him where Urumasa is." He assured her.

"You have no idea how grateful I am." Dayu told him. "Now, if you please..."

Octoroo left, at which Toxica just looked to her.

"Are you nuts?" She asked. "He's clearly..."

"I don't care what he's up to!" Dayu interrupted her. She started to stroke her arms apprehensively. "I don't care if it is only for a second. If I get Dekker back, MY Dekker back...I don't care."

"This Dekker must have been a great man." Toxica commented.

"He was the best." Dayu told her with authority. "He was the only one who respected me. He was the only man I've ever loved."

"Then we'll help..."

"No, he has all the help he needs, knowing where Urumasa is." She interrupted him. "If you want to pray for anyone, pray for those stationed at Faslane."

Back at the Shiba House, the Rangers had all arrived, and splintered off to do their own thing. Jayden came into the yard, finding Ji sitting there with his Samuraizer, checking his messages, before flipping it away.

"How is she?" Jayden asked.

"Brenda's fine, as near as I can tell." He told him. "Apparently the surgery went well."

"I'm sorry..."

"She understands." Ji interrupted him. "She is aware that this war is inconsiderate of feelings. I wanted to be with her, but I could not be."

"Ji, we may have a bigger problem." Jayden told him. "I may have mentioned something about my...secret, to Mia."

"Your..." Ji couldn't fathom any possible reason why Jayden would tell them. "What were you thinking?"

"I wasn't alright?" Jayden blurted out. "First, Dekker had a go at me for needing the others, then he injured me, then..."

"How much do they know?" Ji asked him.

"Only Mia knows anything." He sighed. "I didn't tell her I swear, but..."

"You realise how serious this is." Ji cut him off bluntly. "You know that this will only work if they have compete faith in you."

"I know Ji." Jayden stated, looking to the door. "Let's just hope they never find out."

Meanwhile, in Japan, at the Tengen Gate, Daisuke was meditating when one of his attendants ran in, patting him rapidly on the shoulder.

"This better be..."

"She's leaving." The attendant told him. Suddenly, all thoughts of meditation left him. Daisuke performed a kip-up that would have been the envy of men a quarter of his age, and he ran out of the temple.

As he got outside, he saw her, standing with an ancient morpher in her hand, and casting the symbol for a horse.

"You're not ready..."

"I decide when I'm ready." She replied. With that, she vaulted onto the horse, and rode off into the distance.

The following morning, at Central High School, the whole student body was present for a compulsory assembly. They knew damn fine what it was about. Antonio was waiting behind the curtain of the stage with Emily. They had both ended up being drafted into this as a result of Ji's contacts. Emily peeked out as the Principal addressed them.

"It's a lot of people." The told him. "I guess..."

"We'll be fine." He assured her. Just then, the principal finished and introduced them. Emily followed Antonio onto the stage as he prepared to speak.

"I've been hearing a lot about something that happened here, I've been hearing that one of your fellow students tried to kill herself."

There was something of a murmur among the students. They all knew what had happened, indeed many of them had already commented on it online.

"Suicide is a taboo subject. We don't like to talk about it." He continued. "However, we cannot judge anyone until we know them. I know this all too well."

Emily was now more intrigued, Antonio never told her what he planned to say.

"You may or may not know me, I have a business, and I'm sure many of you will have bought my goods." He told them. "But when I was thirteen, I tried to hang myself with the belt from my night gown."

There was silence, especially from Emily. It was something that he never told anyone that he knew.

"I am gay." He announced. "I figured it out at 13, and I had a rough time dealing with it."

He ran a hand through his hair.

"I got stuff put into my locker, I got all kinds of stuff sent to my cell phone." He told them. "I even had some guy hack my Facebook page and mess it up. It was more than I could handle. It felt like it would never stop. That's when I took the decision to end my own life."

No one said anything. Emily could see tears in Antonio's eyes as he spoke.

"People talk about suicide like it's giving up. It isn't like that at all." He told them. "Often when asked afterwards, the friends and family of suicide victims will admit there were signs, that there were some things they said or did."

Her looked over the crowd of students, and held the mike closely.

"I thought my dad wouldn't accept me." He told them. "None of the other kids wanted to know me once I figures it out. It felt like I had nothing, and that I wouldn't ever have anything."

Emily was fighting the urge to run over an hug him. Antonio was the fun member of the group. No one could frown or be mad when he was around. She had no idea that he had ever done something like this.

"So, I got dressed in my best clothes and I wrote a letter to apologise to dad." He told them. "I tied one end of the belt around a support beam in my bedroom, and the other end around my neck."

He shifted a little as he came closer to the mike.

"Obviously I was found in time, and from what I was told afterwards, it was a pretty close thing." He stated. "Yeah, what I was told afterwards, I don't remember a lot about what happened there. All I know is what I felt like leading up to it."

Emily by now couldn't stay, she just ran from the stage. Antonio though knew how important what he was saying was.

"You may all be thinking that it's some huge thing, some huge decision, but it isn't like that." He assured them. "It wasn't a decision at all when I did it. It was just the end to the pain."

He could see that the students were uncomfortable, exactly what he wanted. He was passionate about this subject, having been on the edge himself.

"Some statistics show that around one in three people experience suicidal thoughts at least one in their lives." He told them. "Who here can't say they've never wondered if it would be better if they just...didn't wake up...or just...disappeared?"

He moved forward, standing at the edge of the stage.

"One of your fellow students felt like there was nothing to live for." He announced. "And from what I have heard, it was only words that made her feel that way. Maybe you should thing about that. Maybe you should all think about the damage words do, and how they make people feel."

He took the microphone and knelt on the edge of the stage.

"I can't count the number of times I was called a faggot." He told them. "But I can tell you that every time I heard it, it hurt. It made me feel like there wasn't a person in the world that would care what happened to me. Fortunately I was wrong."

With that, he handed the mike to the principal, who was addressing the enraptured crowd. Emily was in a corner, sobbing as he arrived.

"Emily..."

"You?" She asked him. "But...you're so strong, so confident, so..."

"It isn't about strength." He told her. "The strongest man in the world has his limits. I found mine that day."

"But..."

"It ended up alright." Antonio said, hugging her tightly. "It was that weekend that dad told me he already knew and was fine with it."

"But...how...what...?"

"Like I said, sometimes people just reach their limit." He told her. "That night, I reached mine."

With that, he held Emily close, holding her tightly as she wept.

"I'm sorry I sprung this on you." He told her. "I'm sorry."

A/N: Suicide is a subject pretty close to me, not only because I have studied it, but because I did know someone that unfortunately took the decision to end their life. I really wanted to get this message across, and help to break the stigma surrounding it.