Underneath the woods outside of Reefside is an elaborate system of caves that eventually lead to a main room under the Oliver house. Inside of this cave are a wall of monitors and a small area meant for meetings and battle plans against the latest monster. This was where the members of the Voltron Force found themselves at the present as they sat at the table and looking at the two dino rangers, "You know, I always thought that ranger teams knew how to live it up when it came to home bases," Lance snarked.

Tommy sighed as he pulled out a soda and opened it, "It was the best a guy and his best friends could pull off with a small budget." he chuckled as he drank and looked at the group in front of him.

"So, you are all from centuries in the future and you came here looking for some sort of emperor guy who wants to destroy your history?" Kim recapped what they said, taking her seat next to her husband. Playing with her hair, she said, "Explains why you guys know who we are."

"Yeah, your identities are kind of public knowledge a few centuries from now," Pidge said, before rubbing her head, "Not that we'll tell you any spoilers about your kids or anything."

"Good, because I so do not want to know if I'm going to have a girl or a boy yet, I want the surprise," Kim said.

"Right now, we need to protect the scientists that are involved with the Bridge to Mirinoi project, find out where Zarkon is, and take him out," Allura said.

As the discussion of the plans continued, Keith sighed and crossed his arms while remaining in the shadows as much as he could. He felt wrong talking about war strategies, and hunting down a criminal to stop him before more damage could be done. It felt wrong to him to hear.

Too often, he heard that their lions were defenders and they should hold back while waiting for Zarkon's attack. That they never start the fights, they just finished them. He looked back up at his team, seeing how intent they were as Allura and tommy discussed a battle plan and then frowned. "Do I really belong here?" he thought to himself as he looked up.

"Ok, so first thing's first, I'll help you to hide your zords," Tommy said.

"Lions," Lance corrected.

Tommy rolled his eyes, "Whatever. A zord is a zord." he said before looking at the group, "Then we can work on finding out where this Zarkon guy is."

"The problem is we don't know where to start," Lotor said, "All we can do is wait for an attack and one of the henchmen know something when we capture them."

Lance sighed and muttered under his breath, "More waiting and waiting." he then looked up at Keith and frowned, noting the sad look in his friend's eyes.

"Ok, so here's my part of the plan," Kim said, standing up. "Tommy, Keith, and Hunk can handle the zords, while I take the rest on the town."

"Kim," Tommy said, "You aren't going to run the numbers off the cards are you?"

"Best way to keep your ear to the ground," Kim said with a wink as she grabbed the other members of the Voltron force and walked away, "Besides, I am not having my new friends walking around in a bunch of drab clothes."

"Drab?" asked Allura as she and the others were dragged away.

In a flash of red energy, Lord Zedd made his appearance inside of the Galactor base. Walking around he watched with a bit of glee at how the members of the army either looked upon him with fear or reverence. It was always his father, Lord Yedd's personal advice to rule with power and fear, for that will earn you respect. With each step, he allowed the metal of his shoes to hit the metal floor and his red eyes to look over the people working at their jobs.

After a few long strides, he saw Zarkon and Berge Katze looking at a window down at the latest soldiers practicing with their new gear. Upon his approach, Berge Katze turned around and gave a small bow towards Lord Zedd, "Ah, salutations and greetings to the great Lord Zedd, ruler of all and king of-"

"Spare me your pleasantries, Katze. I am only here to see your base and to make sure that you will make proper use of my putties," Zedd said, watching as his putty patrollers began to march into the training ground and began to spar with the Galactor men.

"Rest assured, Lord Zedd, your soldiers will be put to good use for our plans," Zarkon said, "We will have them attack the rangers next time we encounter them."

"That is another thing," Zedd said, looking from one man to the next, "What is this plan of yours? I can only assume that stopping the project is only a part of it."

"Indeed it is," Berge Katze said, his pink lips curling into a smile, "As we stop this little project and prevent Galaxy Garrison's formation, we'll begin another part of our plan that will allow Galactor and yourself complete dominion of this world."

"Last I checked, this world is mine, fool!" Zedd said, his voice slightly rising.

"Ah, but right now, you are standing at a precipice of peace and war with the heroes of this planet. You make a wrong move and it's a constant battle all over again. Your family will be in danger, as will be your empire," Berg Katze walked beside Zedd and continued to smile, blue lenses hiding the cunning in his eyes. " But our plan will wipe that threat out, you will have total dominion and no more fears of the rangers or any other hero coming to your planet and destroying you."

Zedd paused and asked, "And what do you want from all of this? The planet will still be mine in the end."

"Why, just a small part of the world. Or even better, to have the honor of being your new guardians for this world. Watching and protecting it from the threats that come," Katze said extending his arms to his side, "Better to have men who respect and fear you, than heroes who do not, am I right? To have soldiers who are fiercely loyal and will not attack you for any reason?"

"I cannot be connected to this you know," Zedd said.

"Oh, but of course, my liege," Zoltar said bowing, "We are but your humble servants following your decrees from on high."

Zedd slowly clasped his fingers around his staff, glaring his eyes through his visor. A small bit of anger and mistrust rose up his spine as he looked at the two men before him. Looking up, he kept his feelings to himself before saying, "Hmmm, it seems that one of the rangers has taken a small fleet of robotic lions away."

"WHAT?! Those lions are from the Voltron Force, they combine to form Voltron, a powerful robot. They cannot be allowed to-" Zarkon began before Zedd held up a hand.

"They will fall long before we have to worry about them forming any robot. After all, inside their mecha, they can be invincible. But outside, they are still human," Zedd then aimed his staff, "And as for the two rangers? I know how to deal with rangers." and with a powerful burst of magic, his staff fired at a magnet, transforming it into a monster.

Keith watched in awe as the giant mecha allowed each of the chromatic lions walk on board of it's hallowed casing. He had heard stories of black dino ranger's mecha, but he had never thought it to be so large or to resemble a brontosaurus. Turning back to look at Tommy, he asked, "Are you sure that the lions will be fine where you send them?"

"Well, your team's smart guy did tell me that each one of them have an element they need to be in for a recharge, and my brachio is on autopilot to find the best homes for them," Tommy said, watching his mecha walk away, "They'll be fine."

"Right, just fine," Keith said, watching the mighty zord walking away into the distance. Then he turned to walk away, looking down as he kicked the ground.

Tommy looked at Keith, frowning a little, "Ok, buddy. What's going on?"

"Nothing, nothing at all, personal issues," Keith said, looking away, "I'll... manage."

"Trust me, sometimes it's better to talk about this than ignoring it," Tommy said, walking alongside Keith through the woods.

Keith calmly put his hands into his pockets and began to speak, "I'm wondering if this is right," when he didn't hear anything from Tommy, he continued, "For as long as I have been doing this, I kept on saying how Voltron is a defender. How we didn't start fights, we just finished the ones Zarkon started. And now we're here, attacking straight out, hunting him and his allies down, and bringing the fight to him. It just feels... wrong to me."

"When you put on that suit and take on the responsibility of the leader, you end up facing a lot of hard decisions," Tommy said, looking down, "Heavens knows I did. You have an opportunity to find and stop this bad guy before he ruins your timeline and hurts anyone else. I wish I was in your shoes. Could've saved me a lot of battles."

"Yeah, but I still feel wrong. Like I am fighting a man before he has a chance to do anything," Keith said.

Tommy placed his hand on the space explorer's shoulder, "He has done something. He has hurt you and is trying to destroy you. I think that's plenty of reason to go after him. Trust me, villains like that don't play by any rules like that, and especially jerks like that."

"Well, when you put it like that..."

"And if you really are in doubt, don't forget your team is right by your side," Tommy said.

"Yeah, team..." Keith said with a forlorn sigh, kicking the ground.

As the left the woods, they turned to see a plane landing at a nearby small airfield. A man wearing a bomber jacket over his number one shirt left the plane and began to walk towards the two leaders, " Hey, you guys mind telling me where I can find a place to eat around here? I just got off from doing some surveying for my team and was hoping to meet them for supper."

"There's a cafe not too far into town," Tommy said, "Follow us and we can help you find it."

"Thanks," the man said,

Lance stood outside of the mall, grumbling to himself as he looked to the cloudless sky. A sigh escaped his lips as he watched five birds flying overhead in a flying v formation and travel past the mall. Looking back he said, "How long does it take for someone to shop for clothes and food anyway? I finished my shopping an hour ago!" and then he slung his head back against the wall and let out a groan.

"Waiting for some action, ain't ya?" a low and gruff voice said, shrugging. When Lance turned to the direction of the voice, he saw an older man with long brown hair and an open leather jacket showing his shirt with a number two standing next to him. The man put his hands into his jeans and looked at a black impala right in front of him, "Just waiting for someone to do something other than just wait for them to come to you."

Lance chuckled and shook his head, "You probably are experiencing the same thing. Trust me, it's a little complicated."

"No, I get it. A secret mission, waiting for the next big thing to come your way," the man said, letting out a sigh, "At least you got your team by your side."

Lance shrugged, "Yeah, led by a guy who has his head up his ass and can't seem to get a clue."

"Hard head huh?" asked the man.

"Like you wouldn't believe. I keep trying to remind him that we all got his back, that things are going to be ok, but he just won't listen," Lance shook his head, "Sometimes it's just hard working with the guy."

The man could only huckle at this and nod, "I know the feeling, my team leader is a bit of a hardhead himself, and a bit of a jackass." he then brought out some gum and began to chew it a little, "But that's what hot shot loner types like us are for, right? To annoy those hard-headed leaders and keep their feet on the ground."

Lance nodded at this and said, "Yeah I guess-" he paused as he watched the man walk to his car and pet a large bird, "Is that a vulture?"

"Condor," the man said, petting his large bird, "He just likes hanging around me from time to time. Kind of nice when you get to know him." As he put on a pair of sunglasses and got into the car and drove off.

Kim happily swirled her straw in her cup, watching as the people walked by in the mall. Behind her, Pidge was spending time clothes shopping with Lotor, doing her best to hide who he was. In front of her, she noticed the odd look she was getting from Allura, "What?"

"Is this something you do? Shop while there is a bad guy waiting for you," Allura asked, drinking her soda.

Kim shook her head, "No, not all of the time. But when you are in the hero business as long as I had been? You take anyway to relax you can get."

"Yeah," Allura softly giggled, "I suppose so."

"Can't imagine you are finding much time to relax, being a princess or a queen," Kim said, looking back and taking a sip from her drink.

Allura sighed, leaning back in her chair, "Or even a little bit of respect. It's one to be respected as a queen, but as a teammate? That's another."

"Oh come on, they're your friends," Kim aruged, giving a calming look to her.

"Oh sure, they respect me like that. But as a capable fighter? As an equal? Ha, fat chance," Allura said, looking down. "I always felt like they wanted me to just stay home and wait for them, not fight alongside them. Even my own caretakers feel like that."

"Well, you're the princess right?" Kim said.

Allura narrowed her eyes, "And it was ok for my father to fight and leave me an orphan? I just," she paused, "When I saw you and your husband fight, together, you two were in perfect synch. IT was like you trusted each other and respected each other so much that you both knew what the other was going to do next. Me? We had to be saved."

Kim let out a chuckle, "Would you believe me if I told you that when I first fought some putties, I didn't put up much of a fight and it ended with me in a pile with the rest of my friends? Trust me, fighting in a mech is way different than hand to hand combat. But, me and my friends, we had been friends since middle school and Tommy...he's my soulmate. We've been through so much together that we've built our respect for each other."

She looked back at Allura, "It just takes time. And maybe they respect you as a leader already. They just haven't shown it yet."

This made Allura smile a little and nod, drinking slowly.

"I cannot believe that, after years of being a conquerer, I am stuck here wasting my time letting you pick out clothes," Lotor said, hiding his face behind a hood. "I was not trained to-"

"Yes, I know," Pidge said, putting on a skirt behind the curtain and looking a herself in it. She smiled for a bit, feeling really comfortable in it. After giving herself a little twirl, she said, "While I was learning to spell my name, you were being taught to conquer galaxies ect."

Lotor chuckled at this, "Ah, the old saying of the Psyclos. It was a shame I conquered their world so easily."

Pidge paused as she put on her old clothes, eyebrow quirked, "You didn't really..." she paused and rolled her eyes, "Why am I bothering to ask, of course you took them down."

"Of course, what did you expect," Lotor said, looking back and forth before groaning, "Are you done yet?"

"Just about," Pidge said, looking at the mirror as she stood with her new skirt and smiled at her hands to smooth out her skirt and adjusting the hem, she smiled at the way she looked in the mirror. Then she turned her head to look at Lotor, "Hey, Lotor... how do you feel if I were to ever say some deep secret of mine? Something that might-"

"If this is about your tendency to dress and act like a woman, I do not care," Lotor scoffed, "You should be comfortable in whatever form you choose. If you want to be a female, then fine. I find it rather silly to put any emphasis on whether you are a male or a female than necessary. All that matters is who you are."

Pidge let out a giggle as she said, "Aw thanks, you do have a heart. So tell me, does the idea of you being ok with change have to do with the fact that you are on our side?"

Lotor said nothing, just choosing instead to look outside of the shop at Kim and Allura as they talked.

"Because, I'm a bit of a genius," Pidge said, putting away the dress and coming back out in her green jumpsuit, "And I think, you are enjoying being a good guy now and being with us."

"I won't lie," Lotor said, "There is something to be said for having people who are with you because they want to and not because of a sense of duty or are planning to stab you in the back. It's quiet a pleasant feeling, considering the circumstances or the feelings of your leader."

"For what it's worth," Pidge said, stepping out and standing with Lotor, "I actually believe that you are doing this for the right reasons, and you can be good if you want. I just think you need the right motivation."

"You think very highly of people," Lotor said, paying for clothes, "Some would call that foolishly naive."

"I like to think optimistic."

Hunk began to grumble, eating a couple of burgers and waiting for the rest of the group to come to him. Sighing, he said, "Just sit down and wait for us, Hunk. Do whatever you want Hunk, we've got other things to do." he took another bite from his meal and threw the wrapping away, "Probably think that my main thing that I wanted to do while shopping is just eat. No, I just wanted to hang around the mechs and work on them." a sigh escaped his lips, "This is what I get for being the dumb muscle of the group."

"Hey, you mind if I join you?" called out a voice. When Hunk nodded, he looked at the man arriving, dressed in a shirt with a large number five on it.

The man smiled and sat down across Hunk, a tray carrying several dozen burgers on it in his hands. Sitting down he began to eat some while adjusting his seat, "Thanks man. The name's Tiny. Pleased to meet ya."

Hunk sighed, "Likewise, sure."

"Hey, problem man?" Tiny asked, adjusting his breaker around his rather lage opulent frame, showing off his owl tattoo on his arm.

"Eh, just wondering if my friends really respect me," Hunk said, "I mean, do they think of me as a meat man or someone important."

"Really? You worry about all of them like that?" asked Tiny as he ate his third burger.

"Well, I have one friend that doesn't. I know he doesn't. We kind of signed up for the academy at the same time, he was the brains and weak and I was the muscle, always protecting him. Hell, I just joined up because I thought it would be a good way to do the heavy lifting and work. But now-"

"You have been through a lot of adventures together but right now you feel like all you are good for is the muscle. I've heard the story before," Tiny said, eating his fifth hamburger, "I kind of get worried about the same thing. When it comes to my friends, I'm mainly just the guy who drives and gets them places. Then I just mainly wait behind while they have fun."

"Annoying, huh," asked Hunk.

Tiny put another burger in his mouth and took a bite, "It used to get to me, but I'm kind of fine with it now."

"Fine?" asked Hunk.

"Yeah," Tiny said, nodding, "Sure, it gets boring, but I do know why I am important. The group needs someone to do the heavy lifting and to be there when they need someone to lend a hand. I'm back up and the strong arm of the group. And," he finished his burger, "There isn't a problem with that. Besides, I get to work with some of my favorite things on the planet."

"What's that?" asked Hunk.

"I tell ya, but," he looked up at the image of Allura as she walked towards Hunk, "You seem to have company."

"Hunk, we need to go. It seems that there is, activity you need to see?" said Allura, nodding over her shoulder.

"Oh, right," Hunk nodded and got off the chair, waving goodbye to his friend.

Tiny nodded and waved goodbye. Once Hunk was out of sight, he looked to a small watch band on his wrist. Looking down at the yellow G that laid in the middle of the blue band, he said, "Ok, in the city. Everyone's here."

"Roger, made contact with the targets," a voice said over the comm.

"Any sign of our other target?" asked a deeper voice.

A female voice answered, "We've haven't seen them much around. It's way too quiet and this is way to simple for them."

"Just give it a moment," a young voice said, "They're waiting for the big show."

"I just hope we get to do something soon," Tiny said, "I think I ran the burger joint out of stock."

An abandoned metal factory, normally lacking activity and a quiet pot for much of it's later life was now experiencing some new life in the form of eight arrivals. The Voltron force, plust the two dino rangers, began to walk into the tall metal factory and stepping quietly. Pidge looked around at the towering catwalks and listening to the echoing footsteps of her comrades. The black empty shell of the factory left it a hollow husk of its former self, an eerie tomb for all who come there. As her brown eyes looked over the factory, she said, "So why are Zarkon and his new friends walking in here?"

"I don't know," Keith said, "All I know is that I saw one of their soldiers walking around outside of the mall we were at, I caught him, and then interrogated him. He said he and his leaders were meeting here to plan their next move."

Tommy frowned as he walked with Kim by his side, "Great, so a trap then?"

"A trap? No, why would he-"

Lotor looked over his shoulder at Keith, "Think about it, commander. You found a random soldier walking around a place that you happened to be at and he has some information for you? And it's conveniently in a place we can reach? My father's traps were never subtle."

"But wait, if you know it's a trap, then why are we here?" asked Hunk.

Tommy put on a confident smirk, "Well, we can't disappoint them, can we?"

"Yea, and besides, no matter how smart they think they are, we can handle any trap they send our way," Kim snarked.

Suddenly, Kim's and Tommy's hands began to shake and waver. Looking down at their wrists, they saw that their morphers began to glow with a red light. Unable to react in time, their hands were slammed against a metal pole with their morphers magnetized to the large pillar. Tommy began to grunt as he tried to peel his morpher away, "WHAT THE?!"

"Ohhh, and now we see why it's a bad idea to fall for a trap set up by the great Galactor," shouted a voice. The lights began to turn on, revealing a large monster with red and blue magnets on the sides of his vertical head. On the vertical piece, in place of an N or S, was a single red and blue eye. The rest of his silver body was wrapped in alternating red and blue stripes. Pointing his magne staff, he looked at the small army of putties, men in green, and cyborg men, "Boys, kill the Voltron force and capture the wayward prince. I'll torture the rangers."

"Oh, a big monster," Kim said with a roll of the eyes, "Able to handle us when we are surprised. Let me guess, you are just a big softy underneath all that silver."

"Why yes," Magneton said, bowing, "the truth is, I hate to battle. But I love to make others suffer."

Tommy looked to the others, "Guys, try to handle things from here. Me and Kim will try and get out of this."

The Voltron Force nodded and ran into the fey, struggling with the various soldiers as they began to get overwhelmed with numbers. Kim could only look on with a look of both sorrow and anger while looking at the monster, "Just remember, the pain you give us? We're gonna double on you."

"Yeah, if you can escape," Magneton said laughing as he sent bolts of lighting energy right into the two bodies of the bound rangers. The two heroes let out a scream of pain as the others began to get swarmed. Each blow that they tried to deliver was either blocked or was stopped before they could harm the monsters. The enemy's numbers were becoming too much and without the help of the rangers, they were unable to overcome the odds.

"Tommy! KIM! Catch!" a voice shouted, energy blasts striking at Mangeton's hands and causing him to drop the staff.

"Gahh, what?" he asked, seeing two metal objects flying towards Tommy and Kim.

Reaching their hands into the air, Tommy and Kim caught the two objects. Once the items in their hands, they quickly recognized the familiar bucklers. Silver with black lighting bolts lining the edges, and in the center was a golden coin with an animal embedded within. A Pterodactyl and a White Tiger, each bringing a sense of familiarity to the two rangers. Using the distraction to their advantage, Tommy and Kim undid the velcro of their morphers and jumped over the monster, running into the shadows to stand with four shadowy figures.

The one in the center looked to his two friends and smiled as they took their positions. Then he reached behind him, and unhooked his own buckler, "Ready?"

"Ready" the five said in unison.

"It's Morphing time!" the man shouted. And the utterance of those three words made the putties shudder in utter fear as they saw the rangers hold their morphers into the air and pressing a button on the side, turning them on,

"TIGERZORD!"

"MASTEDON!"

"PTYERODACTLY"

"TRICERATOPS"

"SABER-TOOTH TIGER"

"TYRANOSARUS!"

In a blinding flash of multicolored lights, summoning rainbow colored lighting to strike where they were to charge the battlefield, the six figures were now dressed in multicolored bright colors. White diamonds formed on their chest and on their helmets were designs that matched each of their perspective animal.

The red ranger stepped forward, his hands forming claws as he held them above his head, "Tyranno ranger, RED!"

"Mammoth Ranger," the black ranger said, his fist extending out, "BLACK!"

The yellow Ranger hit the ground with her palm and then stood in a cat pose, "Saber Ranger, Yellow!"

Kim extended her arms like a bird, "Ptera Ranger, Pink!"

The blue ranger lifted both of his arms and put them above his head like horns, "Tricera Ranger, Blue"

"White Tiger Ranger!" Tommy said, assuming a cat pose and growling.

"We are," as the red ranger began to say, several of the monsters fired at them, only to watch as their blasts did nothing to them, making the area explode instead in a volley of multicolored smoke, "MIGHTY MORPHIN' POWER RANGERS!"

"Look, we have over fifty soldiers and you are just six! We may be scared shitless right now, but we will still fight!" Magneton said, pointing his staff at the six.

If their masks could show emotion, it would show the smirks on each of their faces. Without a word from their leader, the rangers leapt into action, pulling out from their holsters their blade blasters and switched them into their gun modes. In a fiery volley of energy, the blasts struck the green soldiers in the legs, making them all fall to the ground. Landing with a soft thud, the rangers holstered their guns and ran into the frey.

Some of the cyborg monsters raced after the blue ranger, who summoned a blue lance and brought it to his side. Once they were near, he held up the lance above his head and spun it in a circle to create a small tornado that began to cut into the mooks. As they recovered, he then stabbed his lance into the chest of one monster, pulled it back and slammed it into the face of another. Spinning his blade around to slash at two incoming putties, he broke the lance into two, stabbed it into the ground and used it to push himself in the air to kick at a soldier at his back.

The yellow ranger rolled under the slashes of three of the soldiers before jumping into the air and throwing her twin daggers, piercing two of them. The one in the middle swiped his claw arm at the yellow ranger, missing her as she ducked under the slash. Then she uppercutted him in the chin, following it with a forearm into the monster's throat taking him down. Then, without looking, she performed a spinning back-kick into a putty, destroying it. From that spin, she grabbed one of her daggers and rolled it along the ground, letting it bounce up and stab a cyborg in the face.

The black ranger began to walk slowly towards a small group of mooks, their shots either glancing off of him or if he got hurt, he didn't show it. His ax,now turned into a cannon, was being fired repeatedly at each beast. Blast after blast making its mark, even when he spun his gun behind him and blew away another beast. Then he spun his cannon in his hands, turning it back into an ax and spinning to slash down a rather large mook. A small group of six green Galactor soldiers looked at him weirdly as he made his ax disappear into energy and began to dance on the balls of his feet. Thumbing his helmet's nose, he moved towards one mook and did a high side-kick into his throat, following with a double spin roundhouse into two more mooks. Not even missing a beat, he did a split to the ground and delivered three rapid punches into the man's gut. Swaying back as he slid back up into a standing position, he slammed the back of his fist into the face of two more Galactor men. Looking around, he continued his dance and smirked, beckoning them with a wave of his hands.

Kim soared into the air, firing arrow after arrow at the goons that were surrounding the voltron force. When she landed on the ground, she slashed at a putty with her bow, quickly slashing one at her side. Then she leapt into the air, kicking the z-shield of each putty as if she was walking on them and destroying them. Twirling her bow and arrows, she took aim at the other men, almost daring them to come and lose. Allura stepped behind Kim and asked, "Who are-"

"The best friends a girl could ever have," Kim said, watching the other rangers continue their fight.

Tommy let out a laugh as he slashed down a large mook, "Heh, bet you are glad to be back in the game old friend?"

The friend in question, the tiger head that rested on the pommel of his saber, began to speak, "Always Tommy, always. Shall we show these jerks how it's done?"

"Of course," Tommy said, looking at the line of mooks that stood before him. Smirking a cocky grin in his white helmet, he ran down the line, his sword a flash of light slashes quicker than their eyes could see. Once he had reached the end of the line, he took five steps away from the group, spun Saba in his hand and then slowly seathed the blade into the small holster at his side. The monsters finally reacted to the slashes with a roar before the wounds made their presence known and they fell to the ground.

The red ranger ran at Magneton, and slashed his sword at the monster. Magneton raised his staff quickly to block the slash and began a series of blocks and parries, trying to keep up with the red ranger. The red managed to parry the staff up, allowing him to deliver three quick punches into the chest, following it up with a triple roundhouse making the monster back up. When he managed to get his bearings, Magneton swiped out with his staff, trying to strike the red at his side, only to watch in fear as the range slashed the staff down the middle and broke it. Then the red cross-slashed the monster in the chest, leaving a giant wound before stabbing him in the stomach. Magneton began to back up in terror, "Um, wait, you know I was joking about the whole torturing and killing you, right? It was a gag!"

The red ranger looked at his friends as they gathered around him, the rest of the small army now retreating or destroyed. Holding out his blade, the red said, "Let's bring 'em together."

"What?" squeaked the monster in utter terror.

"Power Ax!" the black ranger said, turning his ax back into a cannon and throwing it into the sky as the other threw their own weapons.

"Power Bow!" Kim said, throwing her weapon onto the ax's front, locking it into place.

"Power Lance!" the blue ranger said, throwing his lance and locking it under the bow.

"Power Daggers!" The yellow ranger said, throwing her daggers and locking them with the lance.

"Power Sword!" the red said, jumping into the air, locking the sword on top of the ax and bow. Each weapon now in place and facing forwards the rangers each held onto a piece of the cannon.

"HOWLING CANNON!" they shouted together, the new weapon firing a powerful beam of multicolored energy into the beast.

Magneton screamed as the blast struck him hard, making him spark and fizz from the strike. As he spun around in his death throes, he screamed, "Freaking Magnets! How do they work!" before exploding.

Their weapons disappearing, the red ranger looked to his friends before giving them a high five each, "Well, guess this means we're back in business guys!"

"Oh, I'm so glad to see you guys again," Kim said with a smile as she gave the group a hug, the other rangers joining in.

"Um, excuse me, but, who are these guys?" asked Keith, looking at the team.

"We'll tell you, back at Tommy's base," the red said, "Kind of want to talk about this somewhere safer and less in the open."

Zedd sat in the room in the base, watching as the men returned from the trap. Their tales of defeat seemed to not faze the dark lord as he drummed his metal fingers along the armrest of the chair. His red visor began to glow dimly as he took the news slowly. At Zedd's side, Zarkon put his finger to his chin, "Now there are six rangers? This is-"

"AN ABSOLUTE OUTRAGE!" Lord Zed shouted, the room turning bright red from his anger. Stomping out of his chair, he began to pace back and forth with his voice increased in volume in time with his rants, "When it was just two rangers, We had this easy! BUT NO! Now the six are together again! What started as a simple mission just got more complicated!" turning his eyes to Zarkon, he growled, "And I blame you!"

Zarkon, who once stared down tyrants, found himself shrinking in the face of Lord Zedd,"Me?! But how was I supposed to know anything about four other rangers waiting in the shadows?"

"You make it your business to know!" Zedd shouted, lightning around his arms, "But you didn't and now we have even more problems! This is why morons like you fail so often! You don't get ready for everything! And so you fail!"

"Perhaps not," Maya said, stepping out from a lit doorway, "While it is true that the rangers are the bigger threat. We must not forget that the Voltron Force are very much vulnerable. I recommend that we attack the weaker part of this little team."

Zarkon stood up and smiled, "Brilliant plan, but how are you going to do it?"

"You just leave it to me," Maya said with a smirk, "I know how to handle little cats."