Over the Earth floated the Machine Skybase, home of King Mondo, Queen
Machina, Prince Sprocket, and uncounted numbers of Cogs and monsters. It
was also where Master Vile was now visiting, and had been off and on for
the past month.
The arguments had also been going off and on for the past month. The two
villains both hated and despised each other, but they hated the Power Rangers
even more: especially the leader.
Mondo shouted, "You know, if you had only gotten rid of that first
Silver Ranger instead of keeping her, we wouldn't have the problems we
have now."
"Oh really?" Vile yelled back "Pray tell, whatever gave
you that idea?"
"Well, Sheena would never have had the Silver Ranger powers sent to
her for one thing."
Vile shook his heads. "The powers would have been given by Zordon
to someone from Kilanye's family line, if Sheena hadn't have gotten them,
somebody in her family would have. Moot point, Mondo."
"Unless you could have turned her evil, which even if you had, she
wouldn't have survived long from what we found. And also, if you had properly
gotten rid of Elysia's family line, we wouldn't have this Kahva Briton
running around. She wouldn't have ever been born."
The ruler of the M-51 Galaxy snapped, "Don't remind me of Zordon's
dead wife, or her family. They kept me from getting the power of the Mystic
Springs, they interfered with my plans..." He paused suddenly. "What
did you say? 'From what we found'? What are you talking about?"
Mondo explained. "While I had Klank and my Cogs looking for evidence
of Elysia's family line and what happened to them, we found the first Silver
Ranger's body still locked in the tower in the palace."
Vile looked thoughtful. "The body is still there? I'd forgotten about
that. Perhaps I can still use the first Silver Ranger after all..."
"What do you mean?" Mondo grinned; this had the makings of an
excellent evil plan already.
* * * "Oof," was all Adam could say as Sheena easily threw him
to the ground again. She grinned as she let him back up.
"Want to spar some more?" she offered. "I'm just getting
warmed up."
Adam shook his head. "No, thanks, I've had enough!" he grinned
as she helped him back to his feet. "You are dangerous, Sheena!"
Sheena grinned, and off to the side, Billy sighed happily at that. "That
smile of hers is dangerous enough!" he whispered to Kahva.
Kahva only smiled in return. Even after a month, it was still hard for
her to believe that after a two-year-separation, she was back with her
best friend: and that they both lived in a universe that was only shown
as a TV show where they'd grown up. She watched as Sheena began one of
the more difficult solo ki-see katas.
"Just think, Tommy," Rocky poked at his friend. "One day,
you'll be able to do that... but first, she gets to pound it into you!"
Tommy watched as his teacher and cousin whirled around the secluded region
of the park they were in. He swallowed as Sheena went into a series of
moves he would have taken a bet no human could do and survive, and actually
made it look easy. As he glanced over to check out the others' reactions,
he saw Billy: who was quite literally staring with his mouth wide open!
Kahva glanced over at the gaping Sapphire Ranger, and a quirky grin that
had become familiar to the Rangers over the past month appeared. She pulled
at his arm a little bit to get his attention.
"Open your mouth a little wider Billy, I think I can see my old dimension
in there!" Kahva grinned, then reached over to physically shut his
mouth. She glanced over at Sheena. "Sheena, I don't think you should
be doing anymore ki-see today, at least not in front of Billy. He's drooling!"
"Ewww, don't make him drool!" Tanya was torn between laughter
and mock disgust.
Kat agreed. "It's not a pretty sight!"
"Yeah, it does cut down on his cuteness quotient, somewhat!"
Kahva giggled.
Sheena stopped her workout and sat next to Billy, planting a gentle kiss
on his lips as she did so. "Even drooling can't make me love you any
less, Billy," she smiled. "But you might get a few less kisses
if you don't stop!"
Billy blushed and stammered a touch incoherently as Sheena flopped onto
the grass, staring up at the clear blue skies overhead. "I hope we're
not needed for anything today," she mused. "It's just too beautiful
a day to waste it fighting monsters."
The others all nodded agreement. On a day like today, it was just too hard
to believe that above them lurked an evil overlord, just waiting to get
his hands on the world they all called home.
* * * "Just what is this plan of yours, Vile?" Mondo wondered.
His uninvited, unexpected, unwelcome, and extremely powerful houseguest
and ally had revealed very little of whatever might be going through that
ancient brain of his.
"First I'm going to do some spying on the Rangers," Vile told
the Machine King. "I'll be back when I am done."
"I could show them to you," Mondo offered. "No need to go
down to Earth and risk ruining whatever your plan is, if they should see
you."
"They won't see me," Vile sneered. "But have some of your
Cogs ready if any of them get close to my hiding place; I'd rather not
risk too much in this expedition."
Vile paused dramatically, gathering his power around him, the vanished
in a puff of black smoke and a horrendous stench of sulfur. "Blasted
wizards and their special effects," Mondo grunted as the smoke cleared.
"I wonder just what he's up to?"
* * * Vile appeared on Earth not too far from where the Rangers were relaxing
in the park. He took up a position behind a tree and observed them, wondering
just which was the new Silver Ranger. It had been a while since he was
on Earth, and there were three girls there he didn't know at all. "If
I had known about that blasted Billy's wedding, I would have gotten to
Earth before he was leaving on his honeymoon, so I could've gotten a better
look at his bride," he muttered to himself. He knew she was a brunette,
and tall, but that was it. Master Vile studied the three unfamiliar young
women from his hiding place.
One was dark-skinned, in yellow; she was probably the Yellow Ranger. "They
do seem to dress in their Ranger colors quite a bit, for some reason,"
he said softly to himself. The other two... he couldn't see one, her back
was to him. He looked at the one he could see, examining her as closely
as he could without moving from his place of concealment.
Long dark hair, dark eyes, olive complexion. She looked a little familiar,
she tickled a memory from long ago, could she be the one? Who does she
remind me of? Perhaps he should have taken Mondo up on that offer; the
Machine King had controlled the Silver Ranger for a time, he would know
what she looked like.
"Hey, Sheena, want to spar a bit?" It was the Blue Ranger, Rocky,
making the offer. "Karate, not ki-see!" All the others laughed
at that, it was apparently some sort of joke to them.
The girl whose back was to him stood, shaking out hair that fell to her
knees. The other brunette stood as well, and one of them spoke, but now
neither faced him, so he had no idea which. "Sorry," one of them
said, "but Tommy and I need to put Kahva through her paces with the
quarterstaff." Tommy stood, and after a minute or two, the three of
them started sparring with quarterstaffs. "Remember, Cogs are not
honorable fighters, they will gang up on you," came that female voice
again. "That's why you have to learn to defend yourself against more
than one attacker. You have a weapon that can keep them at bay, use its
length to your advantage." There was a continued clashing of wood
against metal, at least one of the staffs had to be metallic, Vile noted
absently. The girl whose hair was almost waist-length tripped up the taller
girl, knocking her down. "Nice move, Kahva." That's the one who
talked earlier, the one the Blue Ranger called Sheena, she's the Silver
Ranger, she must be! The girl on the ground lashed out with a swift kick
and sent the other girl's quarterstaff flying over to the tree Vile hid
behind. "But don't let your guard down so quickly!" she warned
in a light-hearted tone. She stood up and turned, and finally he saw her
face. He clenched the tree trunk in rage, as a face he'd last seen still
and slack in death, now sparkled with life and light and love.
"No," he whispered to himself, his talon-like fingers digging
deep into the tree. "Her powers... and her face! She's the mirror
image of Kahva Kilanye! I should've destroyed that blasted ancestor of
hers when I had the chance!!"
He stared, hate and rage boiling up inside of him like even he'd never
known before. "I will use this new Silver Ranger to destroy all the
others! But not until I've had my own revenge on her for the humiliation
her ancestor made me suffer! There will be a reckoning, Sheena Cranston,
and you will know suffering the likes of which no one has ever dreamed
of!"
* * * Kahva chuckled a bit and went to pick up her staff from where Sheena
had kicked it. As she did so, she noticed something odd on the tree. "Looks
like claw-marks," she mused. "Hey, Sheena!" she called out,
turning. She stifled a sudden scream however, as she saw about a dozen
Cogs between her and the Rangers. Sheena, already morphed, had begun to
fight, engaging two Cogs at the same time. Kahva whirled into battle, knocking
into a Cog with her staff.
"Kahva!" Sheena smashed one Cog into a tree. "Be careful!"
Kahva fought strongly, but the Cogs had a tendency these days to concentrate
on her, since her powers weren't suited to fighting. She wasn't being overwhelmed
just yet, but it was plain it would only be a matter of time.
* * * Vile watched from his vantage point in the trees, keeping a sharp
eye on the two women who had, it seemed, returned from the past to foil
him and his plans yet again. The Silver Ranger is the fighter of the
two, just like her blasted ancestor. But this Kahva Briton isn't, she's
like her ancestor Elysia, she even looks a bit like her, that's why she
seems so familiar to me. Determined, loyal... but not a warrior, she's
not used to battle. Perhaps I can use that to my advantage at some point.
The Cogs were doing well, even against the morphed Rangers. Kahva especially
was having a hard time of it. Then Sheena began to move and fight in a
pattern he knew well, having seen it used before against his warriors.
"Ki-see!" he snarled. The outrages just kept piling up!
Her movements were trained precise, and smooth, showing not a hint of hesitancy
or doubt. He knew of only one person who could have trained her in that
ancient art. He watched her for a few more moments, and almost felt fear,
realizing that her moves spoke of a skill that fell just short of ultimate
mastery of the art.
"So, you have your hand in this new Ranger's training as well, Madas?"
Vile muttered, half to himself, half to the old master. "She is no
master, though, and thus will have no defense against what I have planned
for her."
As Vile watched and altered his plans to accommodate what he now knew,
the tide of battle below was shifting. The Cogs were little more than scrap
metal, and Sheena had fought her way to Kahva's side. There she remained
until the last Cog was sent flying away. He listened carefully to the after-battle
conversation, hoping it would provide more clues for just how, where and
when to set and spring his trap.
* * * "Silver Ranger, power down!" Sheena demorphed and looked
at Kahva. "You all right?"
"Yeah," her soul-sister nodded, a little out of breath. "I'm
also very grateful for all the training you and Tommy have been drilling
into me lately."
As the others closed ranks around them, Sheena smiled. "Hey, I guess
Mondo still hasn't learned that it's a bad idea to mess with the Sisterhood!"
Kahva grinned. "You know, I don't think any of our old friends from
back home would believe what had just happened if we had to tell them about
it."
Sheena agreed. "Yeah, Josh especially. I still don't think any of
them quite believe in where we are and what's happened to us."
"Do you blame them?" Billy spoke up. "It was hard for us
to believe where you came from, and we're more or less used to magic and
spells and other dimensions."
Rocky nodded. "I mean, I can't imagine us as characters on a TV show."
"Don't knock it, Rocky," Billy smiled. "That show did more
for me than you can imagine!"
Sheena laughed as she wrapped an arm around Billy and gave him a kiss.
"Quite true Mr. Cranston, quite true."
Kat looked up from where she was checking over the picnic they'd been enjoying
earlier. "The food's ruined, guys, the Cogs did that much at least."
"Oh, well, I guess Rocky had eaten too much anyway," Sheena teased
as she went over to help put the rest of the remains in the basket. "They
did him a favor, he would've gotten sick from too much food." As they
worked, the conversation returned to what it had been before the sparring
had seriously started.
"What was it like seeing the Kilanye farm, Sheena?"
Sheena smiled a little at Tommy's question. Of them all, he was the most
closely related to the near-legendary first Silver Ranger, except for she
herself. "It was beautiful," she sighed gently. "The Command
Center ruins were too, in a weird sort of way. Even the graves couldn't
take away from the dignity of the place."
"Graves?"
Sheena nodded at Tanya's surprised look. "The graves of our ancestors,
the first Rangers. They're all inside one large tomb."
"Everyone's?" they all more or less chorused.
"Well, no," Sheena shook her head slowly as she remembered. "There
was a marker for Kahva Kilanye, but no real grave."
"Why's that?" their Kahva asked. She had an interest in this;
she shared the name of this ancient warrior.
"Probably because they never recovered her body from Vile's palace,"
Billy said almost absently. Sheena nodded her agreement.
"How do you know?" Jason wondered.
"Kahva Kilanye told me herself a little over a year ago, while I was
Mondo's prisoner," Billy shrugged.
"I have it from her memories," Sheena added. They looked at each
other suddenly, the same idea occurring to them both.
"Her body was never recovered from Vile's palace," Sheena said
softly.
"And Vile's palace is on the moon. Earth's moon. Our moon," Billy
continued. Tommy had picked up on what they were thinking of.
"It's been fifteen thousand years. Could there be anything left?"
"We can find out," Sheena suggested. Billy nodded briefly, as
did Tommy. All the other Rangers and Kahva were in various stages of confusion,
however.
"Would someone like to clue us in?" Rocky almost demanded.
"Kahva Kilanye died in the tower prison of Vile's palace, which became
the palace Zedd and Rita used while they were here," Sheena explained
quickly. "Her body was never recovered from there, so maybe it, or
remains of it might still be there. We're going to find out if it is, and
if we can, we'll give what's left a decent and proper burial on Eltar,
or whatever the usual method of giving respect to honored dead is there."
"You guys are going to the moon?" Adam raised an eyebrow. Sheena,
Billy and Tommy all looked at each other.
"I guess we are."
"Count me in."
Sheena looked at Kahva in surprise. "Kahva? You want to go? You want
in on this?"
"You'd better believe it," she smiled. "Look, I share her
name for whatever reason, and I've heard so much about her from you and
Zordon and Billy... well, you combine all of that and I really feel I need
to go. Now that you've brought the idea up, I'm drawn to it." Kahva
shook her head at Sheena's concerned frown, she knew what her soul-sister's
objection was going to be before she could voice it. "Look, it's been
a month since everything happened, I've long since recovered. And we're
going to the moon, not the Machine Skybase. If we sneak in, Mondo won't
have a clue we're there, we can find out if Kahva Kilanye is there, and
if she is, we teleport out and take her home to Eltar." Sheena still
didn't seem quite convinced. "Sheena," Kahva stated, her stubborn
streak coming to the fore, "unless you can find a legitimate reason
for me not to, I'm going. You're not going into a battle, for Pete's sake,
you're going to an abandoned palace! Abandoned, empty? The only threat
to me up there is what the dust might do to my allergies." Kahva stared
right into Sheena's eyes, at five feet nine inches tall to Sheena's five-eleven,
she was one of the few females who could pull it off. "I'm going.
No, no, no," she stopped her, "I'm not one of the Rangers, you
can't order me to stay. If anything starts getting weird, I promise I'll
teleport out so I won't be in the way of what you guys need to do, but
I'm going. End of discussion."
Sheena vainly tried to come up with a reason for Kahva to stay on Earth,
but she was right, the palace was abandoned, it should be safe. Billy's
shaking from trying to hold in his laughter didn't help any. "I've
said it before, I'm sure I'll say it again. I should know better than to
try and win an argument with you by now, shouldn't I? All right, you're
going too, but only if you promise to high-tail it out of there if we end
up tripping over a nasty surprise, ok?" Kahva grinned and nodded,
Billy and the others could hold their laughter back no longer. Sheena shook
her head and draped an arm around Kahva's shoulders. "Am I ever going
to win an argument with you?"
"Yep, you will. When I let you." The young people finished clearing
up the picnic remains, laughing over the rare defeat of the Silver Ranger,
blissfully unaware of the evil eyes watching them from hiding.
"So, you're going to try and find Kahva's body, are you?" Master
Vile glared at Sheena and Kahva, then smiled nastily. "Oh, my dear
little naive child, you're going to wish you had decided to stay here on
Earth, for I've a plan that's going to destroy your precious Sheena, and
trap you and Tommy and Billy on the moon, forever. You'll get to rot away
with the first Silver Ranger, knowing the last one is dead."
* * * "So that's the plan, Zordon, we're going to teleport to the
moon and see if Kahva Kilanye's remains are there," Sheena explained.
"Just me, Tommy, Billy, and Kahva." She glanced over at her soul-sister;
it was obvious the Silver Ranger wasn't completely thrilled with having
Kahva along with them.
"Sorry Sheena, I'm going if I have to shift myself there," Kahva
told her. Sheena sighed.
I WOULD SUGGEST RUNNING SCANS OF THE PALACE BEFORE TELEPORTING, RANGERS.
Zordon advised. RITA AND ZEDD LEFT IT UNOCCUPIED, BUT PERHAPS NOT UNGUARDED.
IT WOULD BE BEST TO CHECK BEFOREHAND.
Billy nodded. "He's right; I'd rather not teleport straight into some
old trap they've left behind. I'll get started on the scans right away."
Sheena sighed dramatically. "Kahva, let me guess: in the time it takes
Billy to make sure it's safe for us to teleport up there, I won't be able
to persuade you not to come, will I?
"Sheena, you couldn't persuade me not to come if you had the time
from the day Kahva Kilanye was born till now!!!"
"I can dream, can't I?" Sheena and Kahva both giggled at that.
Kahva turned serious suddenly as she remembered something from the park.
"Sheena, just before we got jumped by those Cogs, I saw some claw
marks, or something that looked like claw marks on a tree near where we
were," Kahva told her softly. "Something could have been there
watching us."
Sheena looked worried. "I don't like that. If Mondo's got some new
monster spying on us, I want to know about it."
She looked over to Billy to ask him to scan the park for any monster traces,
only to fall silent when she saw how busily he was scanning and checking.
I won't bother him, she thought. I can do this without a lot
of fancy machines.
She beckoned to Tommy and told him what Kahva had told her. "I'm
going to go check it out. I'd ask Billy to do it from here, but he's busy.
I can check this out alone; I'll call if anything serious comes up while
I'm there."
"I don't like the thought of you being there alone if Mondo is plotting
something," Tommy told her.
"I'm a grown Ranger, cousin, and," Sheena smiled at Kahva, who
was standing by Billy now, "to quote my sister over there, 'I'm going,
end of discussion'. Besides, Kahva will know if anything happens to me
faster than the sensors will anyway!"
Tommy smiled at her. "The way you two are linked, it's just as tight
as what's between you and Billy, isn't it?"
Sheena nodded. "But differently. Billy and I are linked through destiny
and love, Kahva and I are linked through friendship." She glanced
over at her friend and husband. "I'm going to go check those claw-
marks out, I'll be back soon; let them know where I am."
"Ok." He watched as Sheena teleported out. He wondered briefly
if the claw marks Kahva had seen had anything to do with what they were
planning to do. Nope, couldn't be...
* * * "I take it you've seen Sheena?" Mondo said almost dryly
as Vile reappeared in the Skybase. The old wizard was fuming as he materialized.
"Why didn't you tell me she looks just like her blasted ancestor?!"
Vile roared.
"I offered," Mondo reminded him evilly. "YOU were the one
who said you wanted to see her for yourself."
"Oh, never mind," Vile shook his main head. "I learned what
I needed to, three of the Rangers and their little friend Kahva are going
to my old palace on the moon."
"Why would they go there?" Mondo wondered. Vile relished telling
him of what he'd overheard, and Mondo nearly spit up oil in disgust. "Those
foolish humans and their sentimental ways! How could they have kept this
planet from me for so long with them?"
Vile didn't know. "And it gets better: the Silver Ranger is leading
them on the way there!"
Mondo did his level best to smile, but to no avail. "It could be quite
interesting if they teleported in, only to find a few hundred of my Cogs
there!"
Vile groaned. "Mondo, is that your answer to everything?"
"What do you mean?"
"Throw a few hundred Cogs at it!" Vile snarled. "Sheena
is nearly a master of ki-see, and she's more than capable of taking down
your entire Cog army if she ever becomes a master of it. Overwhelming the
Rangers is a good idea, don't get me wrong, but if you weaken them beforehand,
you save on troops, time and effort!'
"Are you going to tell me this grand scheme of yours, then, Vile?"
Mondo glared at him. "Or are you going to wait till I fall apart from
old age?"
That might not be a bad idea! Vile mused. I'll humor the old machine for
now, though. He's good for comic relief if nothing else! And his Cogs could
be useful, in the right place and time.
Out loud he said, "A few of your Cogs will wait inside the Lunar Palace
for my signal. Once I give it, this is what they'll do."
Once he'd outlined the plan, Vile examined the Earth again; he needed to
know something more. A cold, cruel smile curved over what passed for his
lips as he saw Sheena in the clearing, examining the tree he'd damaged
while on Earth. Without another word; he returned to the twirling planet
below.
* * * Sheena arrived at the clearing, near where the attack had begun.
She glanced around carefully, testing the area with all her senses as Master
Madas had taught her. She heard nothing but the birds, saw nothing but
trees and grass, could smell only the sweetness of early spring flowers.
Once her normal senses were satisfied, she closed her eyes and opened up
her other senses, the spiritual part of her that training in ki-see had
amplified.
There was something here, all right, she thought as she quietly moved through
the clearing. It was watching us. Wish I could tell more. But that's it,
it was just watching. Strange.
Sheena came to the tree Kahva had told her of, it had five parallel claw
marks in it. She touched one of the marks; it was like nothing she'd ever
seen or heard of before. She quickly ran through a mental list of all the
animals she could remember, both from her self-training as a witch and
from Master Madas' lessons on Eltar. No, none of them matched these markings,
whatever they were.
As Sheena examined the tree, a sudden wave of dizziness swept over her.
She had to hold onto to the tree to keep from falling down. She took several
deep breaths, invoking ki-see control and discipline. A sudden hand on
her shoulder startled her.
"Sheena?" It was Kahva. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." That was a mistake; it was next to impossible for
her to lie to either Kahva or Billy. There were some drawbacks to almost
literally sharing a mind with two other people.
Kahva frowned at her. "I know something happened, I could feel you
getting dizzy."
"That's just it," Sheena shrugged. "That's all that happened.
Nothing to worry over. You were right though, there was something or someone
here watching us. I can almost smell the reek of evil."
Kahva couldn't help but giggle at that. "Excuse me, 'The reek of evil'?
Sheena, you do get a little melodramatic at times!"
Sheena laughed a touch. "Job hazard, I am a writer after all. Has
Billy found out if it's safe to go to the palace yet?"
Kahva nodded. "Apparently it's a good thing I'm going to be coming
along. I'm going to be needed, I do believe."
Sheena frowned. "What do you mean?"
"Billy will explain things. Come on, let's go back before the others
send out a search party." With no more than that, the Silver Ranger
and her best friend teleported back to the Power Chamber, not hearing the
soft, self-satisfied chuckle floating from the shadows.
"Thank you Sheena. Sleep well tonight, my dear."
* * * Once again, Mondo had to clear the smoke away as Vile teleported
back to the Skybase. I'm going to have to get an air exchanger to get rid
of his stupid smoke! Perhaps after I have the Silver Ranger back in my
grip, I'll force that husband of hers to build me one, just before I lock
him away forever. Mondo was glad for once that he couldn't really smile,
because he wouldn't have been able to hide the one that would've covered
his face at the thought of making Billy work for him. If I forced him to
work for me, I wouldn't need Klank anymore, Billy could make all my inventions
and monsters, just like I considered making him do over a year ago. No
doubt he could find a way to turn that child Kahva Briton to my will.
Mondo contentedly let his mind roam over various scenarios. The four people
I can do the most damage with, all in one place at one time... Sheena as
my ultimate warrior; Billy as my inventor; Tommy as another warrior, a
field general, but more importantly, leaving the Rangers leaderless with
both him and Sheena gone. And dear little Kahva, we have yet to find out
just what all you can do. You're full of surprises child, and they will
all be mine to control. Mondo was so busy happily daydreaming, that he
almost didn't hear Vile's gloating. With a silent groan, he forced himself
to listen to his over-dramatic houseguest. He didn't even notice Klank
eavesdropping from the entryway.
"My plans have already begun, and there is nothing the Rangers can
do to stop them!" the wizard cackled. Vile was strutting like a mutated
peacock, obviously well-pleased with himself. Klank shook his head in disgust,
just out of the view of Mondo and Vile.
How many times have I heard that before? Klank wondered as he watched the
two old minions of evil plot. Who knows, maybe with the two of them working
together, they'll actually get it right this time. Klank crept a little
further into the throne room, he wasn't about to be left in the dark about
their evil plans, not if he could help it. He watched as Mondo tried to
take some control of the planning back from Vile.
"What have you done, Vile?" Mondo glared.
Vile laughed at the mechanical overlord. Can't stand not knowing, can you?
"I've merely begun the process that will lead to the Silver Ranger's
capture." Vile couldn't contain his evil mirth. "Soon she'll
pay for her ancestor's humiliation of me."
Mondo nodded eagerly. "When you have her, bring her here, Vile. I've
waited over a year to have her back where she belongs: serving me. Nothing
will prevent it any longer: not the other Rangers, not her husband, not
that infuriating Kahva Briton... nothing!"
Vile smiled cruelly. Quite true, Mondo. She will indeed be taken, and there's
nothing that can prevent it. But we'll see just who she belongs to when
it's all over. I have an old score to settle with her bloodline: a very
old score. The two old rivals retired to Mondo's war room to plan, a single
goal uniting this unholy alliance: the capture and control of Sheena Cranston.
* * * "Okay Billy, what's going on? Can we teleport there or not?"
Sheena asked as soon as she and Kahva were inside the Power Chamber again.
Kahva's comment about it being a good thing she was going troubled her.
Hope that doesn't mean what I think it does.
"Well... maybe, maybe not," Billy turned to her. "My readings
indicate that a normal teleport won't get us in. There's a shield of some
type up that prevents our regular teleportation energy from entering,"
he sighed, shaking his head. "I guess Rita and Zedd didn't want anyone
messing with anything they left behind."
"That's kind of worrying," Sheena pointed out. "I guess
it's their equivalent of locking up when they go out, but it also makes
me wonder if they might have left any nasty little surprises behind in
case someone did get in."
"How are you going to get in?" Adam wondered.
Kahva looked a bit self-conscious as Billy glanced at her. "Kahva's
shifting should be able to bypass their blocking and get us in undetected.
As far as I know, there's no kind of shielding that exists that can block
dimensional teleportation when it's being done mentally, instead of by
mechanical means."
Sheena looked at her oldest friend. "So that's why you said it was
a good thing you'd be coming!"
Kahva nodded. "No more arguments now, Sheena. If I don't go, you guys
don't get in, it's as simple as that."
Sheena laughed and shook her head. "Apparently something wants you
to come with us, and I've never argued with fate... much!!"
"I'll keep scanning and checking to see if there's another way,"
Billy told them. "I might be able to break through the barrier, and
if I can, normal teleportation will do nicely."
His wife nodded. "I'd prefer it, I think we all would prefer it, if
Kahva didn't have to shift us there."
"And why is that?" Kahva asked a little testily, her defenses
rising. She couldn't believe Sheena was still trying to stop her from going!
"You know how shifting tires you out," Sheena told her quickly,
she had intended no insult. "If you're tired from taking us up there,
you couldn't shift out if there's a trap or something. And if shifting's
the only way in, it could also be the only way out." Sheena's mind
flashed back to her wedding day, when Kahva had brought the two of them
and Billy back from taking their old friends back home. She had promptly
passed out, without the good fortune of someone catching her before she
hit the floor that time. Kahva had slept for nearly twenty- four hours
straight after that, needing to recover from both the shifting and her
imprisonment. When she finally woke up, she did feel better, but had a
massive headache.
And her first premonition in this dimension. She warned the Rangers of
a group of Cogs waiting to ambush Adam after his last class at Angel Grove
University, and they had reduced the metal men to scrap metal by the time
Adam came upon them. Mondo hadn't been happy with that at all, and had
vowed revenge.
The Silver Ranger looked at the older girl whose life had been turned so
upside down by the metal overlord. Can't you see I'm worried about you,
sister? But Kahva's jaw was firmly set, and a look Sheena knew all too
well burned in her eyes. Sheena had never had it directed at her before,
though. "Sheena, I am going, and if you want to get up there, it's
going to be courtesy of me. That's all there is to it. Billy can keep looking,
but whether he finds a way for normal teleports to work or not, we are
going."
Sheena was stubborn, but she also knew a losing battle when she saw one.
"All right," she relented. "When do you want to leave?"
She glanced around at the others who were going on the trip with them.
Tommy's answer was, "I think we should wait until tomorrow, so we
can give Billy time to explore all the options." He was worried about
Kahva too, but not as much as Sheena, he trusted Kahva to know her own
limits. And I know I want to be fully rested if we do run into something
up there that isn't friendly.
Kahva shrugged. "I can go whenever, I'd prefer some rest first, though."
She grinned at Sheena, letting her know there were no hard feelings. "I'm
stubborn, but I'm not crazy. Not that crazy, anyway," she chuckled.
"Besides, a good night's sleep would probably be best for all of us."
Billy smiled and nodded. "Tomorrow would be best. If there is any
other way in, I should find it by then. And I should be able to get an
idea of where any booby-traps might be. If we can avoid them, our trip
will be that much shorter and any possible risk reduced somewhat."
Sheena nodded in agreement, then looked at the others. "Think you
guys can handle being without us for a while tomorrow?"
Jason smiled. "I think we can take care of things, and if Mondo attacks,
Kahva can just shift you right back here, right?"
Kahva agreed. "It will be a little rough if we have to come back very
quickly, but I can do it."
Sheena couldn't help smile a little at the determination in her eyes. She
may not be a Ranger, but she's got the heart of one. "Ok, then it's
settled. Tomorrow morning, we shift up to the moon, and find any and all
remains of Kahva Kilanye," Sheena nodded sharply. "We bring them
back and take them to Eltar for a proper burial."
"And until then?" Rocky asked.
Sheena shrugged. "I don't know about you guys, but I've got a novel
back home that needs to be seriously worked on. Let me know the minute
you find out anything different, if you do, Billy."
Sheena was about to leave when Zordon spoke. HOWEVER YOU REACH THE PALACE,
RANGERS, BE CAREFUL. IT WOULD NOT BE UNLIKE RITA AND ZEDD TO HAVE LEFT
SOME TRAP OR MONSTER BEHIND, SHOULD SOMEONE BE ABLE TO ENTER THEIR OLD
HOME.
Zordon was speaking to the entire quartet, but his gaze rested the longest
on Kahva. SO MUCH LIKE ELYSIA, SHE DOESN'T CARE WHAT HAPPENS TO HERSELF,
AS LONG AS SHE CAN HELP HER FRIENDS. BUT WHY IS SHE SO DETERMINED TO GO?
he wondered. He knew there had to be something more to it than just the
fact it was something Sheena wanted to do, so that made Kahva want to go
too. I KNOW HOW IMPORTANT THIS IS, AND YOU HAVE MY BLESSING, BUT IF DANGER
ARISES, YOU MUST ALL RETURN HERE IMMEDIATELY. REST ASSURED THAT NOTHING
CAN HARM KAHVA KILANYE ANYMORE, IF YOU HAVE TO RETURN WITHOUT HER BODY.
HER SPIRIT IS SAFE AND FREE.
Only Billy caught Kahva's slight shaking of her head. She didn't say anything
aloud, but he could just barely read her lips. Then she was looking at
Zordon again as if it hadn't happened at all. Sheena's voice broke into
his thoughts, and he turned back to his scans, whatever was bothering Kahva,
he'd find out later, he promised himself.
"We'll be careful, Zordon," Sheena smiled. She tapped her head
lightly. "It'll be a quick job, I've got my ancestor's memories to
guide me straight to where she was... is... whatever. We go in, get out,
and we're back home before anyone knows we're gone!"
* * * "Arrgh!!" Sheena tied back her hair in frustration for
what seemed like the hundredth time. No matter how much she tried, she
couldn't pull her thoughts together on the novel, she just couldn't focus.
"A newborn babe could write better than this," she muttered as
she deleted the last five pages she had typed in. Sheena sighed, made sure
all the changes she did want to keep were saved to disk, then walked out
onto the back porch of the cabin.
The view was breathtaking. The cabin was situated on two acres of woodland,
not far from the mountains. A few hundred feet away was a sparkling blue
lake, teeming with wildlife, just like the surrounding woods. Sheena knew
that there were other homes across the way, but like theirs, they weren't
immediately visible from anyone's back yard, so you had the sense of being
all alone with nature. Uncle John had assured them they had the best view
of the lake of anyone, and the open back porch had become her favorite
spot to sit and relax. She walked over to a large rocking chair and settled
in, untying her hair and letting it fall where it willed. She closed her
eyes and rocked slowly, letting the back and forth movement become a part
of her, letting herself become part of the peace that surrounded her home.
Sheena, you need not worry about her, she is well now. Her strength and
health are returned, and she is better able to defend herself now, thanks
to you and Tommy.
"But why does she want to go so badly? It could be dangerous."
She goes because it is just as important to her as it is to you. She is
drawn, she has said as much.
"But why?"
You have to ask her. You have to accept that she may not know herself.
You have to accept that she does not take the danger lightly. She loves
you, she does not do this to hurt you.
"But she might get hurt. I can't stand the thought of that happening."
She could get hurt at anytime, so could you, and not because of a monster
attack, or a trap. Any of you could sprain an ankle playing basketball,
or hiking. A virus could make any of you sick. Any of you could have a
car accident. There are some things you cannot control, Sheena; once you
accept that, you can better deal with the outcome.
"I don't know if I can let it go that easily, Sheena. I'll try."
Don't try, just do it.
Sheena sighed, perhaps she should have formed her circle before talking
to her inner spirit, she wasn't as calm as usual after having the quiet
conversation with herself. I can't let it go, I have to stay in control
of things, if I lose control, I might lose someone. Images of a fateful
night six years earlier flashed in her mind, Sheena shivered and banished
them. No, I'm not going to think about that again. It's over and done with,
I can't change it. She took several deep breaths, and felt her emotions
settle a tiny bit. One thing her inner spirit had said was undeniable:
Kahva wouldn't be so insistent about going if it didn't mean a lot to her
as well. "If it wasn't so important to her, she would never have said
a thing, except to volunteer to shift us there once Billy found out we
couldn't get in normally," she said to herself, rising from the rocking
chair and tying her hair back once again. "I'll find out why tomorrow,
right now I have a novel to work on." And an empty house, I hope Billy
comes home soon.
* * * Vile watched Sheena through Mondo's viewscreen for several hours.
She had worked on her computer, then had gone outside to sit on the back
porch of her home, then had gone back inside to work on her computer again,
seemingly a little more at peace. It was getting late, he was beginning
to wonder if she would ever go to sleep. "No matter, my plans can't
be stopped now." He and Mondo had sent some Cogs to hide in different
places in the Lunar Palace, and to reactivate the barrier Zedd and Rita
had left there to block teleportation energy. All of their old booby-traps
were functional, at least the ones that the Cogs hadn't already tripped.
Vile turned off the viewscreen and left to retire to his guest quarters.
"It's only a matter of time, Silver Ranger, only a matter of time.
Pleasant dreams..."
* * * Sheena reluctantly turned off her computer after saving her work.
She had finally gotten some good ideas down, it was only a couple of pages,
but she had finally gotten them out of her brain. But it was nearly midnight,
and she had to get some sleep if she was going to be anywhere close to
being up to full speed at the Lunar Palace. "Billy, where are you?"
she softly asked to the now- darkened home office. She went to their bedroom
and changed into her nightgown, hoping for the oh-so-gentle voice that
always lulled her to sleep to come drifting over her shoulder, hoping for
his breath on her neck. Instead, she climbed into an empty bed, her thoughts
still a bit troubled as she drifted off into a lonely, fitful slumber...
"Sheena!" It was her dad's voice, strangled with fear. She ran
towards him, only to stop in panic as she saw him pulling something small
and dark out of the dryer, of all places.
"Sh... Shadow?" her voice shook. It was Shadow, the small black
cat she'd loved and cared about so much. She'd only had Shadow a few months,
but their bond was strong.
"She's dead," her dad said flatly. "She got trapped in the
dryer, and she's dead."
Sheena stepped back, her eyes filling with tears. "Daddy... I left
the dryer open after I checked it last time!!! She must've crawled in there
before I turned it back on, it's my fault!!"
"Yes, it is," he told her coldly. "You should've been more
careful."
"More in control," she whispered to herself. "Oh, Shadow..."
Tears fell down her cheeks as she looked at the still form of her beloved
friend...
"We've got to find her, there's no telling what T. C. is up to. Where
did Kenny say he last saw them head to?" Sheena was worried, Kahva
had taken such a risk by going with T. C., but they all knew that the troublesome
girl was up to something, and one of them going with her was the only way
to find out what it was. They all still hoped they could turn T. C.'s life
around. "Why did Kahva have to be the one to go? She hasn't slept
in twenty-four hours at least, she didn't eat at the party, she only drank
some punch..."
"Yeah, I saw T. C. get it for her," Jaycynda agreed, scanning
the rain- slicked streets for any sign of their friend. "Kenny said
the last he saw of them, they were heading for the bridge, he and the others
are going to meet us there. I hope T. C. didn't take her to Randy's, he
lives out that way, last I heard. Randy hates the two of you."
"Jay, it's been almost four hours since they left - T. C. got the
punch for Kahva? Was this before she got so sleepy?"
"Before and after, she got about five cups for her, I think."
Jaycynda sat up straight in the car seat. "You don't think T. C.-"
"I do. We've got to find her!" Then they were at the bridge,
and Kahva's car was barreling at them on the wrong side of the road. Sheena
slammed on the brakes, Kahva's car swerved, then vaulted the guard railing,
landing precariously on it, rocking back and forth. T. C. and her boyfriend
Randy piled out of the car; Randy's drug buddy Carl was beating on something
in the back seat, then he ran away from the car that was tilting more and
more towards the rain-swollen river. Sheena saw a figure lying in the back
seat just then.
It was Kahva, and she wasn't moving. Her face was bloody and her clothes
were torn. Carl was high, and looking for a fight. He attacked Sheena,
keeping her from getting to Kahva. The car plunged over the railing with
her in it. "Kahva!!!" Sheena screamed. Carl laughed maniacally.
"Lookie, lookie, it's sinking! Cool!!" Sheena rounded on him
with a vicious punch, then tore into him, no holds barred. Josh, Kenny
and Todd were running up, but they were too late to stop Sheena. She was
out of control.
"YOU KILLED HER!!!!" Sheena pounded Carl mercilessly, ignoring
Josh's cries for her to stop. Carl just kept laughing, right up until he
stopped breathing...
The Silver Ranger waited outside the human Billy's house, he would have
to come home soon, and when he did, he would be her master's. A column
of white light appeared a few feet away, and her prey had arrived. He was
tired, and had no Ranger powers, she knew. He would be such an easy target.
She caught him completely by surprise, she ripped his communicator from
his wrist and ground it into several tiny pieces under her boot heel, leaving
the remains lying on the driveway. She ignored Josh's cries in her mind
for her to stop, and she took her captive to the Machine Skybase.
"I have the prisoner you commanded, my lord Mondo," the Silver
Ranger spoke. "Have you a preference for his disposal?" Her lord
commanded her, she obeyed his orders. She savagely threw the human into
a cell, then she contacted the Power Chamber, breaking into their communications
just as her master had instructed her.
"Watch Rangers, as I destroy your friend." Despite the voice
in her head begging her to stop, she beat her helpless captive till he
no longer moved, his heartbeat forever stilled...
Kahva Kilanye was in the tower of Vile's palace, a prisoner, beaten and
battered. "I must see how injured I am," Kahva muttered; not
seeing Sheena a mere foot from her. Sheena watched as Kahva demorphed and
staggered with weakness.
"Kahva, don't give up, this is your destiny!" Sheena had never
thought she would urge someone to their death, but for Kahva to live would
bring on horrors unimaginable.
Kahva took a deep breath; and prepared to summon her Silver Crystal. Suddenly
she froze in place. "No, no, no, my dear girl, we've got much more
interesting plans for you than death."
It was Vile. He entered the room with several putties; Sheena tried to
fight them, but it was as if she were a ghost. "MUCH more interesting
plans!"
Sheena screamed; she knew what Vile had planned for Kahva, and as she stood,
unable to affect anything, Vile waved his hand once. Kahva stiffened, then
as Vile snapped his fingers, she relaxed. A cold light lit her eyes.
"How may I serve you, Master Vile?" she asked. Sheena stared,
feeling something inside of her she instinctively knew was her Silver Ranger
powers fading. Then she herself was vanishing, slipping away as if she
never existed.
"You must gain control, Sheena," a familiar voice whispered.
"You must be in control..."
"Let them go - Adam?!" Sheena shouted, not believing her eyes.
They were all speechless at the sight of a second Adam holding Kahva prisoner.
He laughed cruelly at the confused Rangers, the Cogs were dragging Daniel
over to him. In a mere moment, Kahva and Daniel were gone. Sheena had failed
to save her sister... again.
"Let her go, Mondo, she can't help you!" Sheena pounded on the
force field, trying to break free. "Silver Ranger Power!!" she
cried again, but the power abandoned her, she was powerless here in Klank's
lab. She had no control. Mondo turned to laugh at her -
And Sheena was looking at herself, morphed, holding a needle at least a
foot long, the needle part itself as thick around as a pencil, the tip
ended with a burr. It was dripping a neon green poison, and the Silver
Ranger was holding it over Kahva's arm. "Don't do this Sheena!! Fight
the potion!" Kahva yelled as loudly as she could to the Silver Ranger.
"Sheena please!! I don't want to serve evil!"
"Kahva!! That isn't me, I'm over here, can't you see me?! I'm in this
force field, that's not me!"
"Sheena don't, please!!!" Kahva screamed first in terror, then
in agony as the needle the Silver Ranger carried plunged into her arm.
Daniel was standing by her, pale and emotionless.
"Welcome Kahva, to the world of evil," he said tonelessly. The
Silver Ranger helped the older girl off of the table she'd been strapped
to. Kahva walked over to the force field and smiled coldly at Sheena.
"I can see why you didn't want me to serve evil, Sheena. You knew
something I didn't: it feels so good..."
The Silver Ranger was fast, impossibly fast. She teleported down to Earth,
kicked and punched all of the Rangers into a daze before they could morph,
then kidnapped Billy and Kahva, taking them back to the Machine Skybase.
Sheena could only watch helplessly as she saw herself, morphed, dragging
Billy and Kahva down the dungeon hallways by their necks, not caring how
badly it hurt them, how much pain she caused. "Stop!" she yelled
at herself, standing in her own way. The Silver Ranger passed right through
her with the two vainly struggling prisoners, as if Sheena didn't exist.
The Silver Ranger tossed the captives into a cell, locking the door behind
her. She removed her helmet and dropped it to the floor. Sheena saw her
own face then, she was staring into her own eyes. They were a cold green,
as if carved from ice. The Silver Ranger was doing this willingly, she
was not under Mondo's control in any way, shape or form.
"You have to stop her, you're the only one who can." Sheena turned
to the voice, it was Josh again. "Stop her Sheena. Stop yourself,
you have to get control." Then the image, or whatever it had been,
of Josh disappeared. Sheena turned back to face herself: unmorphed Sheena
against fully-powered Silver Ranger.
"Guys, try to get out of here, I'll distract her!" Sheena yelled
to Billy and Kahva.
"You don't seriously think they can hear you, do you? You're NOTHING!!"
the Silver Ranger told Sheena. "I can't believe I let you be in charge
of us all these years," she spat at the helpless young woman in contempt.
"But I'm in charge now, and I'm going to have some fun. Sit back and
relax... you certainly can't do anything to stop me." Then Sheena
was sucked inside herself, trapped in her morphed body, and could see the
sheer terror in Kahva's eyes as she pleaded with her for mercy.
"Sheena, fight it!! Fight the potion!!"
"There isn't any potion to fight, I'm doing this BECAUSE I WANT TO.
Now shut up, weakling child!!" The Silver Ranger backhanded Kahva
into the wall, she fell to the floor, stunned. Sheena could only watch
from inside herself, helpless to stop herself. She had no control.
"Sheena please, don't do this!" It was Billy imploring her to
stop now. "I love you, don't do this! It's not too late, Sheena!"
Sheena could feel her lips form into a cruel sneer as she punched Billy
full-force in his stomach, sending him to his knees. She could feel what
the Silver Ranger felt as she lashed out with a devastating kick to Billy's
head. He toppled to the floor, unable to move. The Silver Ranger produced
two long, jagged chains, then yanked Kahva by her hair and dragged her
to the center of the cell. She dropped the captive girl face- first to
the floor, then roughly bound her wrists and arms behind her back with
one of the chains, coldly ignoring Kahva's cries of pain as the serrated
links bit into her flesh. The Silver Ranger continued on with the chain,
running the length of it down to her ankles, binding them tightly. She
rolled Kahva onto her back and ran the chain through one of four eye hooks
embedded in the floor, then brought the chain back up and wrapped it twice
around Kahva throat, making it difficult for her to breathe. The Silver
Ranger fastened the end of the chain to a second eye hook in the floor
just a foot past her head; Kahva was pinned down now, unable to move. She
gagged her before she could speak, then with the other chain quickly bound
Billy in the same fashion to the floor, just two feet away from Kahva,
to the other pair of hooks.
"Sheena, please," he croaked, desperately trying to breathe normally.
The Silver Ranger placed her knee on his chest, compressing it for several
torturous moments before she laughed and gagged him.
"Sheena doesn't live here anymore. I am the Silver Ranger." Sheena
tried to wrest control of this dark side, but it was as if she wasn't in
there, wasn't inside herself. "Don't do this!" she yelled inside
her mind. The Silver Ranger's voice, her voice, mocked her.
"Don't do this, don't do this... you're even more pathetic than they
are. Watch, learn and feel what you've been missing by not letting me be
in control all this time." And powerless to stop herself, Sheena watched.
"Do you two know what I'm going to do next?" the Silver Ranger
asked Billy and Kahva. They couldn't respond, the chains around their necks
were too tight, they could barely whimper through the dirty gags. "What,
can't guess? Or cat got your tongues? I'm in a generous mood, I'll tell
you." She knelt between the helpless prisoners, toying with Kahva's
hair. "I'm going to blow up the Power Chamber, with all the Rangers,
Zordon and that stupid bucket of bolts Alpha-5 all inside. But before I
blow up your friends, you get to watch how I'm going to kill the two of
you. You'll get to watch each other die, isn't that wonderful of me?"
She produced two knives, an onyx-handled one in her right, which she held
over Kahva's face, and a sapphire-handled one in her left, which she rested
on Billy's throat. The blades were impossibly sharp; she slowly drew a
thin red line across their throats simultaneously, then proceeded to continue
it down the center of their chests, their clothing providing no obstacle.
She ended the lines with a sudden downward thrust. A quick twist, and the
blades were out, the Silver Ranger casually tossed them away. "I didn't
hit anything vital, you're both such crybabies," she scoffed at their
agonized tears of pain and betrayal. "You're not to die just yet.
Now, let's see, where was I? Oh yes, how you're going to die. Well, it's
going to be slow, very painful, and you're both going to be begging me
to end your lives. Now, who wants to be first?" She giggled with glee
at their shocked expressions, partially hidden by their gags. "Come
on, don't be shy, everyone has to die sometime. Though your deaths are
going to be more... inventive, more creative, than most. Hmm, inventive,
creative. Billy invents, Kahva's creative, well now!! I just might have
a few ideas, here. Wanna feel how much they hurt?"
The Silver Ranger stood up between them, the Silver Sword appearing in
her right hand, Billy's old Power Lance in her left. Sheena could feel
everything she felt.
Joy.
Power.
Pleasure.
Ecstasy.
Control.
The Silver Ranger LOVED what she was doing. Sheena could taste imminent
death as the Sword and Lance plummeted down, both aimed just above Kahva
and Billy's hearts. Her screams finally broke through and mixed with Kahva
and Billy's, overpowering the Silver Ranger's laughter at impact...
"NOOOOO!!!!!! STOP IT!!!!!!!!"
Sheena fought against the arms that held her tightly, lovingly, didn't
hear the soft voice in her ear that was trying to soothe her. Several minutes
passed before her screams collapsed into tears, and she realized that Billy
was holding her, rocking her back and forth on their bed, gently smoothing
her hair. When she could breathe more or less normally, she dared to speak
his name. "Billy? You're here? You're..."
"I'm alive. I got home about twelve-thirty, you were already asleep,
I didn't want to wake you. I wish I had now, you've been thrashing and
screaming for almost two hours, I couldn't get you to wake up." Billy's
face was as pale as Sheena's, she knew without asking that he had seen
every single part of her nightmare. Both of them glistened with a thin
sheen of sweat. Sheena leaned against her husband's chest out of exhaustion,
and to reassure herself that it was whole, unmarred. To reassure herself
that the heartbeat she heard wasn't her own terrified one, but his strong
one, full of life and love.
"Billy? Can we go to the Power Chamber? I want you to scan me. I have
to know if there's any trace of the mind control potion left in my blood."
Billy nodded. They dressed silently, then teleported away.
* * * Vile's alarm went off, and he rushed to the throne room to turn on
the viewscreen. He watched as Sheena Cranston suffered through a violent
nightmare, then eventually woke up in her husband's arms. Not too long
after, the couple teleported away, no doubt to the Power Chamber. "Oh,
you poor thing, did you have a bad dream?" he chuckled. "You
haven't seen anything yet, girl."
* * * "Thank you so much for doing this Billy. I know this seems crazy,
but -"
"You don't have to explain it to me, I saw the nightmare too. If it
were me, and I'd been through what you've been through, I would want to
be scanned too." Billy smiled and lightly kissed Sheena's forehead
as he drew a tiny amount of blood from her, then as the computers checked
it, he ran a scanner over her. "Trust me, you're not crazy. You just
have loud nightmares, I guess you could say."
Sheena paled at that. "Oh, Billy... do you think I woke Kahva up?
I've picked up on her nightmares over this past month, do you think she
saw mine tonight? I've got to apologize to her if I did." A sleepy
voice from the doorway answered her fears.
"Sheena?" Kahva was standing there, barely awake, in a peach-colored,
sleeveless cotton nightgown that skimmed the floor. She had managed to
pull on a matching robe, but it wasn't quite on her shoulders. Her hair
was a bit sleep-mussed, she was slightly disoriented, her voice still soft
from sleep... Billy couldn't help but grin. If Daniel could see her now,
he wouldn't ever leave this dimension, she's adorable! Perhaps Kahva was
linked to Billy through Sheena; she seemed to become aware of his presence
at that very moment, for she clutched at her robe and pulled it more securely
around her. "Did you have a nightmare?" Her eyes still weren't
quite focused, she could only keep them partly open. She swayed as she
stood, and Sheena moved to steady her.
"I did, I'm sorry I woke you." Kahva nodded at her, still not
quite fully awake.
"Is okay," she slurred out, turning to leave - and stepped smartly
into the wall. "That wasn't there before," Kahva stated in confusion.
"Where'd the door go?" Sheena quickly ushered the sleepy girl
back to her quarters before she hurt herself. A few minutes later she returned
to the infirmary, a grinning Billy waiting there to greet her.
"She's asleep again, she wasn't really awake at all when she stumbled
in here. I'm going to have to apologize to her in the morning... when she's
coherent."
Billy's grin blossomed into a smile as he chuckled. "You know, Kahva's
cute when she's half-asleep." Sheena wrinkled her nose and lightly
punched Billy's arm. "Ow!" he laughed.
"Keep your eyes off of my sis, Billy-boy!" she teasingly frowned
at him, then laughed. "And Kahva wouldn't think she's cute when she's
not quite awake. As a matter of fact, I can remember Josh accidentally
waking her up at my place one night, they and Ann had all crashed there
after a concert. I do believe she growled at him. Of course, the fact she
had a roaring headache might have had something to do with it," Sheena
grinned at the happy memory, then quickly looked down to hide the clouds
in her eyes at the other memory that came with it. That was two days before
she graduated from high school, two days before the accident...
Billy smiled and quickly kissed his wife, not seeing or simply not commenting
on the change in her eyes. "I'll keep that in mind." A beep from
the computer called for his attention. "Here we go."
"Anything?"
"Nope. If there's anything of the potion left in your system, I can't
find it. Sheena, don't worry, Mondo doesn't have you under his control,
you're free."
"I hope so. That nightmare..." Sheena paused as Billy turned
off the lights in the infirmary, then they left to return to the main chamber.
"Kahva saw the whole thing, but she wasn't sure at first if it was
her nightmare or mine. I wish I could keep my nightmares from her, she
has enough of her own."
"I know. For a while there, I was picking up on hers through you.
Do you think she'll ever talk to us about everything that happened up there?"
Sheena shrugged her shoulders. "Maybe one day. She doesn't talk much
about her feelings, she never has. She just always helps everybody else
deal with theirs." The couple stopped outside of Kahva's quarters;
a soft, anxious sound floated to them from behind her door. "She's
having a nightmare now." They quietly entered her room to find the
young woman mumbling in her sleep. The bedsheet had been kicked off, and
her left arm was moving, as if trying to push something or someone away.
"Should we wake her?" Billy asked.
Sheena shook her head. "Let me see if I can calm her without doing
that, she needs to sleep." She caught her friend's hand in the air,
patting it softly. "It's ok, you're safe..."
Kahva's mumblings became clearer. "I won't help you get Sheena, I
won't..."
"Shh..." Sheena spent the next few moments softly talking, trying
to soothe the troubled sleeper. Kahva finally stopped mumbling and laid
still, the nightmare banished. Billy pulled the bedsheet back over Kahva,
gently tucking her in, then they slowly and soundlessly left her room.
"At least they aren't as bad anymore. Could you see any of that one?"
Billy shook his head no. "Not much, it looked like Mondo in the throne
room, then in the lab." He hugged Sheena reassuringly. "It's
just going to take time, your nightmares lasted for a few weeks, as I recall."
"Yeah..." she agreed, her voice distant. Billy pulled her a few
feet further away from Kahva's door, then at last found the courage to
ask Sheena the question all of the Rangers had wanted to ask for the past
month.
"Sheena, you told us about your other friends... but... why didn't
you tell us about Kahva? The guys all said you started to at the Juice
Bar that day Mondo brought her and Daniel here, you started to tell me
about her that afternoon, but why didn't you say anything before then?
Why wait so long?"
"I don't know if this is going to make sense."
"Try me."
Sheena sighed, casting a look back at Kahva's quarters. "We've always
been very protective of her, even though she's the oldest of us all. She's
been picked on and left behind so much in the past... It almost felt like
if I talked about her, back when I first met all of you, that by doing
that, I'd lose her. I know that doesn't make sense, but it's the only way
I can explain it. I can't lose her, Billy. If anything ever happened that
separated us forever, I don't think I could take it. The last two years
were rough enough, knowing they were all alive, but I couldn't see them."
Sheena sighed and leaned against Billy, he enfolded her in his arms as
she found herself staring at Kahva's door. "She really is my sister.
I don't know, I guess I kinda felt that if I shared her, even if it was
just memories, that she could be taken away from me. I can't let that happen,
I won't."
Sheena turned and looked at her husband. "A month ago, I guess I finally
realized that talking about her wouldn't cause me to lose her, it would
keep her closer to my heart. If Mondo's scans hadn't interrupted me, I
would've told the others at the Juice Bar that morning, and you would've
been there to hear about her too. Am I making any sense at all?"
Billy smiled and nodded. "I think I understand. That's why you're
so scared about her going to the Lunar Palace with us, isn't it? It's not
that it might be dangerous, but the thought of her being so far away from
the Power Chamber. If she were only going out of town, you'd be just as
scared. Sheena, I promise you. None of us will ever let anything happen
to Kahva or you. And none of us will ever leave you. Together forever,
forever together, always and eternity." He pulled her close to hug
her, placing a soft kiss on her lips. "Face it, you're stuck with
us!"
"Can't think of anyone I'd rather be stuck with."
"Come on, we've got a big day tomorrow, let's go home."
Sheena grinned mischievously. "Race you!" she called out before
teleporting away in a blaze of silvery-white light.
"Hey!" Billy started to follow her, but stepped back to Kahva's
room. He peeked in and saw she was still sleeping soundly. Silently, he
padded over to her and bent to lightly kiss her cheek. He backed out of
the room, shutting her door soundlessly behind him. "Sweet dreams,
sister." Then he followed his wife home.
* * * "All she had to do was tell me it was a family thing, and I
wouldn't have intruded." Kahva's face showed her guilt, she had wanted
to find out why Sheena had been so against her going to the Lunar Palace.
"I would've backed down in a heartbeat."
Billy tried to reassure her, the others hadn't arrived at the Power Chamber
yet that morning. Kahva had found Billy going over the last scans of the
Palace, but there had been no new information to find. "She knew how
much it meant to you. You do share her name, for whatever reason. Sheena
couldn't deny you this any more than she could deny Tommy the chance to
go. It's almost like a family thing with you too." Kahva remained
unconvinced and still feeling bad.
"I wish she would've told me though, said something! I want to go
so bad, but I never wanted to make her feel uncomfortable."
"Sheena realizes that it means as much to you to go as it does her,
even if you can't quite explain the reason. You've got just as much right
as anybody to go there, and she knows that. Even though there is the possibility
of something happening, no matter how remote." Billy looked Kahva
squarely in the eyes. "It's not that it's a family thing; she's worried
about something happening that would cause her to lose you. Losing you
would hurt her too badly."
Kahva considered his words carefully. "You're sure that's the reason?"
"We talked about it this morning. Sheena never got back to sleep after
her nightmare."
"Nightmare is a mild term. I saw it all, I don't think there are words
for what she dreamed. All those memories were so twisted, none of those
things happened exactly like she dreamed them... and killing us slowly
because she wanted to... Sheena would never do that. She'd go the way of
her ancestor before ever serving evil like that willingly." Kahva
turned her head slightly as she heard the others teleport in all at once.
"So she's worried she might lose me, huh?" Billy nodded. "Well
then, I'm just going to have to not let her lose me then. Losing a sister
is simply not allowed in the Sisterhood," she grinned.
After everyone had brought up to date on the scans, and Billy told them
he had one last set to check, Kahva grabbed Sheena and pulled her away
to a room she had found in the Power Chamber. It looked like a small outdoor
garden, but all of the plants and animal sounds were computer generated.
"Where did this room come from?" Sheena asked. "I don't
remember this being here."
"I don't know, I stumbled on it about a week ago. There's so much
in the place that we don't know about, it is designed to be as self-efficient
as possible, after all. I guess little things like this are for the time
when things outside are really bad... if they get that bad. It also keeps
me from getting claustrophobic," Kahva laughed.
"You've never had a phobia in your life, girl," Sheena grinned.
"Heights." Kahva nodded yes at Sheena's disbelief. "Though
it's mainly when I'm on a ladder, or near the edge of a ledge when I get
the fear, no matter how irrational, that I'm going to fall. Speaking of
fears..." Kahva looked at her soul-sister, hoping she'd be able to
get Sheena to talk. "What you dreamed last night didn't happen. Look
at my throat: no scar. There aren't any scars anywhere, and Billy will
tell you the same I'm sure, if you haven't checked him to reassure yourself
already. Sheena, you would never hurt any of us that way, you would never
serve evil willingly, especially not in that way. That is a fact."
"I hope you're right. Kahva, if anything ever happened that took you
from me forever, or if anything happened to Billy or the others..."
"Risk is part of being a Ranger, they all know that. You know that.
You just have to realize there are things you can't control."
"But you're not a Ranger, you were yanked into all of this, you weren't
asked if you accepted the risks -"
"Sheena... Sheena, the moment I said I was going to stay in this dimension,
I was accepting the risks. True, I'm not a Ranger, but I know Mondo would
still like to get me, he'd like to try to find a way around the protection
that's evidently in my blood. He'd love to use me as a hostage if nothing
else, because of what it would do to you. Sheena, I accept the risks."
Kahva sat down by the artificial pond and put her hand into it. It was
wet and cool, as if it were real. "I know you're worried about me
going to the Lunar Palace, I talked to Billy this morning. I thought that
maybe the reason you didn't want me to go was because it was a family thing,
but according to Billy, it's because you're afraid of what might happen
up there. Is that right?" Sheena sat down next to the older girl and
nodded. "I can't explain why I feel the urge to go, but as soon as
you started talking about the graves, and that there was only a marker
for Kahva Kilanye, I felt pulled to the Lunar Palace. As soon as you decided
to go, I couldn't resist anymore, I had to go. But if it is going to cause
you this much pain... I won't go, if Billy can find another way in. And
knowing Billy, if he works at it long enough, he'll find a way around the
barrier, or find what is generating it and how to deactivate it. It's up
to you, I'll do whatever you decide. The last thing I ever wanted to do
was hurt you, Sheena."
Sheena looked straight into Kahva's eyes, she could see the longing to
go to the Lunar Palace shining in them, she could feel it in her heart.
She would almost swear there was something else there too. Must be my imagination.
But there can be no doubt, she wants to go very badly. A part of her has
to go. Billy's calling for them over the intercom interrupted her thoughts,
they hurried back to the main chamber.
"I still can't find a way through the barrier," he announced,
"though I may have found where it is being generated from. But to
find a way to deactivate it will take time, a lot of time. As of right
now, normal teleportation will not work." His gaze rested on Sheena.
It's your call.
Sheena looked at Kahva, who was standing at the back of the group. Her
expression and thoughts mirrored Billy's: it was Sheena's decision to make.
Whether we go now or later, she's still going to feel pulled, drawn to
go. But she meant what she said, she will stay if I ask it. Sheena took
a breath and looked at the ensemble. "Then we shift in. I can't stand
the thought of Kahva's body, whatever's left of it, still up there. Billy,
tell us what we need to take and we'll get it, then we're out of here."
As Billy organized the few items they would need, Sheena looked at her
group: Husband, cousin, soul-sister... it was a family expedition. The
closest people to her would all be with her in the palace. I've got to
keep control of everything up there, I can't lose any of them. I won't.
* * * "What more are we waiting for, Vile?" Mondo was definitely
not used to waiting this long for anything, and it had only been a day.
If he could feel sensations like a human, his hands would have been itching
with his desire to have the Silver Ranger under his control again.
"The trap can't be sprung until they are in the palace, Mondo,"
Vile pointed out once more. "We have to wait."
"I hate waiting," Mondo whined petulantly. Vile groaned softly
to himself; why had he ever allied himself, even temporarily, with this
metallic fool? I must have been out of my mind to join forces with this
metal nincompoop. But his Skybase is a good launching point, his Cogs will
be useful... if I can just stand his incessant whining a little while longer.
"Soon Mondo, soon," Vile tried to reassure him. Soon... yes,
soon I will have the revenge I've waited fifteen thousand years for. And
to think, Sheena's best friend will help me get it!!!!
* * * "Is everyone ready?" Sheena glanced at Tommy, Billy and
Kahva, receiving nods from them all in return. The quartet were all dressed
for the occasion; blue jeans, hiking shoes, since Billy had warned the
night before that they would most likely have to deal with quite a bit
of rubble, long sleeved shirts and flashlights at the ready. Billy was
carrying a small scanner that would hopefully warn them of any traps, and
would also keep a record of their path. Tommy shouldered a small backpack
which carried a stasis generator. Though the unit wasn't even quite as
big as four bricks tied together, it was powerful enough to produce a field
that could surround a human body. Any remains they found would be kept
intact in the field until they could return them to Eltar. Tommy had his
customary red bandanna tied over his hair, Kahva had her hair pulled through
her normal grey baseball cap. Sheena's hair was simply tied back in her
usual ponytail; Billy had toyed with a baseball cap himself, but now it
lay off to the side on a console, completely forgotten. The only apparent
weapon was Kahva's collapsible quarterstaff she slipped into her pocket;
Tommy, Billy and Sheena would have weapons if they morphed. It had been
decided that morphing would be a last resort, though. Billy's scans had
indicated that morphing energy could be easily detected by sensors planted
throughout the palace. As they made a last round of checks on their equipment,
the other Rangers stood to one side in the Power Chamber, watching them
prepare to go. "All right, everybody stay on the alert, call us if
anything goes haywire. Jason, you're team leader until we get back."
Jason nodded, promising to call if there was trouble.
Kat gave Tommy a quick kiss on his cheek for luck, and Jason couldn't resist
giving Kahva a hug. Billy and Sheena shared a short, loving kiss, then
Sheena nodded, indicating they were ready to go. GOOD LUCK, RANGERS, was
Zordon's farewell as they all joined hands and Kahva prepared for the shifting.
BRING HER HOME, RANGERS. SHE HAS BEEN THERE TOO LONG. A greyish portal
formed around them, and they were gone.
Seconds later, the four of them stood in a dusty, cobweb filled throne
room. Sheena looked around carefully, all of her senses on guard and alert.
"Ok, so far so good," she half-muttered. Kahva was shaking her
head from the shift, she leaned on Billy for a minute to steady herself,
then she was fine.
"Man, this place has changed," Tommy glanced around, remembering
how it had looked when he'd been there to take the Zeo Crystal from the
caves underneath their feet now. There were broken bricks, pieces of rusting
metal, and half-rotted boards strewn all about. "Talk about run-down."
Kahva sneezed as the dust irritated her allergies, then wiped her nose.
"Wish I'd brought extra allergy pills," she sniffed. "But
this isn't as bad as pollen."
"You're going to be ok, though, right?" Sheena looked worriedly
at her soul-sister.
Kahva nodded. "I told you I would be, remember? If anybody feels like
kicking up a dust cloud though, warn me first," she smiled. Sheena
returned the expression, then closed her eyes, concentrating and remembering.
It wasn't that easy, with the memories of her nightmare still trying to
crowd into the front of her mind, but she managed to do it.
She opened her eyes a few moments later, and glanced down towards the floor,
then up towards the towers. "It's up that way. Down that hall... I
think... Kahva was mostly unconscious when being taken to the cell, I'm
hoping the memories are clear enough for me to follow them."
Sheena started to lead the way through the dusty palace, not voicing what
was going through her mind. It was only a nightmare... only a dream...
none of that happened the way you saw it... remember that...
But she couldn't forget it.
* * * "Are they there yet??"
"Mondo, if it will make you feel better, you could go down to Earth
and just grab them yourself. Of course, you would most likely be destroyed,
but it is your life." Vile shook his heads in disgust. I thought Rita's
whining was bad, he tops her!! Then an alarm sounded, clamoring for his
attention. It was all he could do to keep Mondo's hands off of the console
long enough so he could see what he'd been waiting for: they were there.
"How could they have gotten so far without us knowing about it?"
Mondo nearly screamed.
Tricky child, aren't you? Vile smiled inwardly, he had to give the girl
credit. Kahva Briton had brought them all there without triggering a single
alarm. And you're all so clever, you've avoided all of the traps so far.
No doubt that irritating Billy has scanned for them. But you can't avoid
them all. Aloud, he said, "It matters not how long they've been in
there, the point is they are there. It is only a matter of time now, Mondo.
Contact your Cogs, whichever ones that are left. Tell them to be ready
to spring our trap, and to try not to spring anymore of Zedd and Rita's,
while they're at it."
Mondo yelled for Klank and ordered him to send the word. Vile looked out
the main portal in the throne room and gazed at Earth's moon. Your friend
has brought you to me, Sheena Cranston. Now prepare to meet your fate.
* * * The trip through the palace was stirring up memories in Sheena that
she would have preferred remained hidden; not just of Kahva Kilanye's imprisonment
and death, but of other things. As a ghost, her ancestor had spied on Vile
frequently, for her own amusement at watching him bemoan his constant defeats
by her companions. The few victories he achieved netted him prisoners,
most of which had been sent here to rot away. The grief, hate, sorrow and
pain they had experienced had permeated the walls of the palace.
Kahva Kilanye had 'absorbed' the emotions present in this place, since
her body was still there, and passed the memories of them onto Sheena when
her descendant had taken on the powers of the Silver Ranger. Now, as Sheena
walked through the palace, it was all she could do not to be sick at the
memories of pain and madness that filled her.
"Sheena?" It was Billy. "You all right?"
Sheena paused for a moment. "Y... yeah." She hated the stammer
that overtook her at times, when these memories threatened to overwhelm
her. She wondered for a moment what it would be like if that happened.
She shook her head; that couldn't happen, she had control of those memories.
"I'll be... I'm fine."
Kahva looked at her. Why don't I believe her? The older girl wished for
a moment their bond allowed her more than the occasional glimpse into Sheena's
thoughts, or knowing her soul-sister's emotions. She could tell Sheena
was minorly worried over something, but just not quite what it was.
"The door's locked," Tommy said from up ahead of them. They'd
followed a long series of hallways and corridors to reach what Sheena's
secondhand memories told her was the way to the tower prison.
"Great," Sheena muttered. "Let me take a look at it."
She headed over to take a look at the lock, while the others spread out
through the hallway to explore, looking for any clues or nasty surprises.
Tommy was checking the far wall, staggering slightly as a section of the
floor moved under his foot.
"Be careful guys, the floor's in bad shape in spots," he called
out. Sheena stole a glance at him, he seemed to be stepping out of a depression
in the floor. That's odd, she thought, a slight tingle running up her spine.
She turned back to the lock, but as she examined it, a soft click sounded.
She glanced back again to see a section of the wall sliding back, just
behind Tommy. No!!
"Tommy, get back!" Sheena yelled. Tommy looked around and saw
the opening in the wall. He moved towards Sheena quickly, but stumbled
over some of the loose bricks that were all over the place. A robot with
a large, wicked axe in hand, emerged from the small alcove revealed by
the wall. It lurched towards Tommy, swinging the axe ferociously. Tommy
backed up, only to ram his foot into a small pile of loose bricks, pinning
it.
"Oh great," Kahva muttered as she ran towards him. "This
isn't good at all. Guys!" she yelled as she instinctively threw up
her left arm to protect herself and Tommy from the robot's attack. In one
smooth, practiced motion, she pulled her collapsible metal quarterstaff
out of her pocket with her right hand and extended it to full length, barely
managing to block the robot's swinging axe. She stifled an oath as the
axe cut into her left hand, she didn't have a good grip on the weapon with
both hands just yet.
Kahva managed to keep the thing at bay as Billy and Sheena pulled the bricks
from around Tommy's trapped foot. Once he was free, Sheena glanced over
at the robot, then somersaulted towards it, transforming the move into
a powerful ki-see kick as she did so. Her blow took the thing's head off,
and was followed by a strike from Kahva to its torso. Unable to withstand
the double assault, the robot collapsed in a heap on the rough floor.
"This should keep it from bothering us anymore," Billy said as
he rolled the metal menace over and ripped out several wires from its back.
Kahva grinned wryly as she kicked at the thing.
"Look dude, don't mess with the Sisterhood, you got it?" She
squeezed the quarterstaff in her hands in a precise manner, and it collapsed
back into its traveling length, a mere six inches. "Billy, this quarterstaff
is great, I don't know how you make this stuff!"
Sheena took a quick breath, "Kahva, your hand." Sheena glanced
over at Tommy, then pulled his bandanna off his head and bandaged Kahva's
left hand with it. "Sorry cousin, but she needs this more than you
do right now."
'It's ok," Tommy smiled. "We should've brought a first-aid kit.
Thanks Kahva, that thing would've sliced and diced me before I could've
morphed." Kahva smiled shyly as he gave her a one-armed hug; though
she was comfortable around the Rangers, she still wasn't quite used to
their attentions. "You're getting better, you aren't running away
this time," Tommy joked.
"It was going after you."
"I meant from me."
"Oh," she said, realization hitting her. "Well, as long
as you don't bite, why should I run from you?" she giggled. They all
chuckled at that, releasing the tension that the sudden attack had brought.
"Ok, let's get moving," Billy said, after a quick examination
of the cut, before rewrapping the improvised bandage. "It's a nasty
cut, but nothing serious, I don't think it will need stitches. Just a good
cleaning and some antiseptic when we get back. Keep the bandage on until
then and you should be okay."
"Yes sir, Dr. Bill," Kahva laughed and gave him a mock salute.
Then they all turned their attention back to the door Sheena had been checking.
"The door's still locked," Tommy pointed out. Sheena grinned
a little.
"I can take care of that," she said. And with a kick that rivaled
the one she'd just used on the robot, Sheena took down the locked door.
"After you, dear sister!" Sheena smiled.
Kahva grinned and stepped through, then caught her breath and stopped short.
"She's here," she breathed, eyes wide as she seemed to scan the
walls for something: or someone. "Don't tell me you can't feel her
Sheena."
Sheena couldn't, she had pulled up short just as Kahva had. They were facing
a stairwell that led upwards in a spiral fashion, old unlit torches held
in sconces every few feet along the stone walls. This section of the palace
was made of solid stone, and smelled of age and death. "Up there,"
she motioned, tearing up the stairs, with Kahva right on her heels.
Billy couldn't tell who was more drawn, and it frightened him a bit. His
mind went back to what Zordon had said the day before - that Kahva Kilanye's
spirit was safe and free - and to the words only he had seen their Kahva
mouth silently. Billy wished he had asked her about that now, remembering
the words as he and Tommy hurried to keep up with the young women.
No, I'm not free.
* * * "It is time, Mondo!" Vile laughed. "They sprang the
trap at the base of the tower, they've entered it by now, I'm sure. I shall
go there now, tell your Cogs to wait for my command!" Vile disappeared
in his standard smoke and sulfur, leaving Mondo in his wake.
"Don't forget Vile, Sheena is to be brought here! Vile!!" Mondo
called after him. Grunting, he motioned for Klank to alert the Cogs in
the palace tower, then turned his attention towards Earth. "No time
like the present for a monster attack, I always say. They're leaderless,
they won't be able to stop me. Get ready to meet your doom, Power Rangers!"
* * * "Ay-yi-yi-yi-yi!! There's a monster on the loose near the Youth
Center, Rangers!" Alpha yelped.
CALL SHEENA AND THE OTHERS BACK ALPHA, THEIR MISSION WILL HAVE TO WAIT,
I AM AFRAID. Alpha frantically pushed buttons on the communications console
as Jason crossed to him.
"I can't contact them, Zordon! There is a communications shield up
around the Lunar Palace, it wasn't there before! I can't get through!"
Alpha pulled up the image of the monster on the viewing globe quickly,
then continued his efforts to contact the four young people on the moon.
"What do we do now?" Rocky asked Zordon. Their mentor didn't
immediately answer. Jason was staring at the monster on the viewing globe;
an old, familiar feeling tightening into a knot in his stomach. We're going
into battle, and I'm leading again. It's been so long, do I still have
what it takes? The others' voices brought his attention back to the matter
at hand.
"I'll bet Mondo did this deliberately, he must know that we're down
three Rangers," Tanya muttered.
"Maybe he does, maybe he doesn't," Adam tried to reassure her.
"Or he's already captured them," Kat added softly, voicing their
common fear. Jason turned back to the others, answering Rocky's question
himself.
"We don't know that, and we don't know for sure that Mondo even knows
they're there. Though I agree with Tanya, he's doing this deliberately.
Mondo never does things without some reason or other. Alpha, keep trying
to contact the others, see if you can find out where they are, and try
to bring them back. See if you can deactivate the teleportation barrier.
Meanwhile," he looked at the team, "whether we're at full force
or not, we've got a job to do. Let's get him!" Hurry back soon, guys,
he urged his comrades on the moon. I've got a feeling we're going to need
you.
* * *
"There she is." The four young people stood just outside of a
single cell near the top of the tower prison. Other cells were further
down the hallway, but this one was the only one with the door wide open:
with Kahva Kilanye's body lying inside. Sheena hesitantly moved to the
form lying on a bed of straw. "Kahva Kilanye, blood of my blood, ancestor
to me and my cousins, it's time to take you home." They all bowed
their heads for a few moments in respect to the great warrior whose body
lay before them, perfectly preserved. When they all looked up again, Billy
was the first to break the silence as he scanned her body.
"There's no decomposition whatsoever. It's as if she died moments
ago, not thousands of years ago. No doubt a spell of Master Vile's."
Billy indicated the heavy iron door they had forced open to reach the floor
of cells. "He obviously didn't want any prisoners to escape from here,
or anyone to reach them without his permission. That door didn't open very
easily." He started to speculate further, but Sheena's awe-struck
voice stopped him.
"Can we move her?" Sheena softly asked. She was almost afraid
to approach the body; she had seen the spirit, had seen her memories of
that last day, possessed the memories of her entire life... but to see
her lying there, almost as if asleep... it was wondrous and a little scary
all at once. "Can we break the spell?" She didn't notice Kahva
moving closer to the body at first.
"I think so, I just need to finish the scans to be sure. The stasis
generator should do the trick."
"Sheena look," Kahva said, pointing to Kahva Kilanye's rings.
"She has the exact same rings you do, and they haven't tarnished with
age. Even the straw is okay." Kahva moved her hand to barely brush
the dead woman's hands, folded solemnly in death. "And her - ah!!"
she cried, her body shocked rigidly straight.
"Kahva!!" Sheena screamed. The girl was transfixed by the corpse,
her body immobile, as if held by an invisible force. "Billy, what's
happening to her?!" Sheena could feel her own heartbeat speed up with
fright. What do I do??
"I don't know! Energy readings are going haywire in here, I can't
get a fix on anything!" Then just as suddenly as Kahva's body had
frozen, it relaxed and she sank to her knees beside the corpse. "Kahva?"
Billy tentatively asked, placing a hand on her shoulder as he began to
scan her. "Are you okay?"
The young woman looked up at him with eyes that were not quite her own.
"She is, and so am I. You are still so much like my Silias, Billy."
Open-mouthed, the three Rangers stared at the familiar form of Kahva Briton
as she stood up, appearing as normal as usual, except for one slight difference:
the voice was that of Kahva Kilanye. "Thank you all for coming here.
Now perhaps, with your help, I can go home and rest."
* * * The Rangers' fight was not going well, Mondo's monster was keeping
them at bay if not actually beating them. "We need the others!"
Jason growled as he fired lasers at it from Pyramidus. The monster could
be taken down by the Zeo MegaZord, or the Ultra BattleZord, he hoped, but
they needed their absent comrades to assemble those fighting machines.
"Alpha, any luck in breaking through to them?"
"Ay-yi-yi, nothing yet, Jason," Alpha replied. "I'm still
trying, though."
"Keep it up, Alpha," the Gold Ranger encouraged the robot. "We've
got to get some help down here."
"I'll do my best," Alpha sounded confident, but Jason wasn't
sure how much of that was real and how much was just to make him keep his
mind on the battle at hand. Things had definitely changed since the days
when he'd led the Rangers. He had to admit; Sheena was the one to lead
them against the Machine Empire. She had a gut-deep understanding of their
metallic foes that he couldn't quite get a grip on.
Get through that shield, Alpha. We need them back here: and not just for
this fight.
* * * "K-Kahva?" Sheena stammered. She knew that voice, just
as surely as the others did: it was unmistakably the voice of Kahva Kilanye.
"If you're joking around, tell me now."
"I usually saved bad jokes for the heat of battle to relieve tension,
my descendant," she answered. "Reach out with your senses, and
tell me who I am." Sheena did, reaching out with gut instinct, talents
honed as a witch, and as a student and near-master of the art of ki-see.
A few moments later, she looked at the body of her old friend in awe, trying
to hide the tinge of fear in her voice.
"Kahva Kilanye? It is you, but - but... where's our Kahva? I don't
understand -"
"She is here, this is not something either of us expected, she most
certainly did not expect this, I can assure you. I had thought I could
contact you through her, she is exceptionally sensitive, but this - possession,
or channeling, if you will, was not what I had in mind. But it is the only
way I can talk to all of you, I have become too weak to do it on my own."
"Is Kahva okay? Can we still talk to her?" Tommy asked. "No
offense, but this is..."
"Unnerving, I believe would be a good term," Billy supplied.
"And a bit troubling, Kahva hasn't been here all that long..."
Billy looked at Sheena helplessly, he didn't want to offend the great warrior.
Kahva Kilanye spoke before Sheena could find her voice, however.
"I understand, Billy. The suddenness of this must have looked frightening.
Here," she said, and closed her eyes. A few moments later, she opened
them, and the light in the eyes looked more like Kahva Briton. "Sheena?"
came her voice. It was not as strong as usual, but not weak either. It
was as if she were mildly sedated, but not so much that she couldn't talk.
"I'm sorry, if I had known, I would've warned you. I was just so drawn,
I didn't realize the pull I felt was her talking to me until I brushed
her hand... her energy is so low, we have to get her out of here."
"We will, trust me. Are you all right?" Sheena hadn't heard Kahva
sound drugged like this except for once before: in the hospital after the
accident, and it scared her. She clamped down on her fear, her friend and
her ancestor came first. Kahva, one of them, if not both, seemed to sense
that, and Kahva Briton's voice became a touch stronger.
"I'm all right, it just takes a lot to... keep her, maintain her.
Only one of us can really be dominant at a time, we don't have enough energy
for both of us to be here at the same time. Vile's spell keeps her from
her rest, we've got to take her body home to Eltar. Only then can she rest.
The last warrior of the past has to be put to rest in peace, or her spirit
will be lost forever." Kahva's voice still sounded a bit drugged,
but the urgency was clear: she could feel the spirit's pain, it was a part
of her.
You shall return, Sheena, when the first and the last of the past come
home here to Eltar, you shall return, Master Madas' words came back to
Sheena. This is what he meant, it has to be. "Kahva, one of you, please
tell us what exactly what's going on here." The older girl closed
her eyes again. When they opened, the light in them was again that of Kahva
Kilanye.
"I am sorry to cause you such distress, Sheena." Kahva went over
to her and hugged her, trying to calm her. "I used most of the rest
of my energy to see you at your wedding, and to talk to you afterwards.
I had thought that I would be able to cross over after that, but the spell
Vile has placed on my body ties me here too strongly. I no longer have
the strength to break its hold. The spell must be broken, and my body put
to rest on Eltar for me to be free."
"I think that just removing your body will do the trick, Kahva,"
Billy stated, after checking his scanner. "The energy I'm reading
around your body only covers this floor of the prison. We won't know until
we try, though."
"Why didn't you say something?" Sheena asked. "Why didn't
you tell us what Vile had done to you, to your body?"
Kahva sighed, a touch of sadness in her voice. "I didn't want to worry
you, Sheena. You had just gotten married, you were finally getting to show
to everyone how much you loved each other. I did not know, perhaps I did
not want to believe how much my power had been drained. After I realized
I couldn't leave, I did not want to bother you with my troubles, you all
had gone through so much." She looked back at her body, then turned
again to Sheena. "I decided to quietly stay here, I had accomplished
my task: you were safe, and had claimed your birthright by becoming the
Silver Ranger."
"What changed your mind?" Tommy gently asked.
Kahva sighed once again. "I decided to try and visit all of you, or
try to appear to Sheena at least, one more time to say good-bye. This was
yesterday, while you were all in the park. You started to talk about home,
Sheena, and I wanted to see it myself so much... I nearly left then, I
had tried to appear to you, but found I did not have the strength. But
as I started to leave, I found I could contact Kahva, though I was so weak,
it was only on a sub-conscious level, she wasn't even aware I was talking
to her. She only knew that once you decided to come here, she had to come
also. That was me asking her to come. I knew that my only chance of being
freed was to try and contact you, to let you know where I was, if you couldn't
find me yourself. Your friend is the only way I have of talking to you
now, though I had thought to only relay my words to you through her, not
possess her. I never intended to do that. I needed to talk to you, to help
you take my body home, if you were able. And to warn you also."
"Warn us? Warn us about what?" Sheena's senses were on full alert
now. Having an outside danger to focus on helped her to shove down the
memories this place was dredging up.
"There is an old evil in this place again. Who or what, I'm not exactly
sure yet, but I have felt it brush through the halls, I felt it when I
tried to talk to you yesterday in the park..." Kahva seemed to be
listening to a voice only she could hear. "Yes, yes, you are right...
Kahva says that she saw some claw marks on a tree in the park, and thought
perhaps someone was watching you. You agreed with that Sheena, and you
were both right. Something was there, watching all of you. If I were stronger,
I might have been able to find out who or what it was."
"Speaking of strength," Billy cautiously broke in. "Kahva
is the way we got in here, she shifted us in. Even though she uses one
of us as a 'battery', of sorts, it still takes a bit out of her to do it.
There's a barrier up Kahva, we can't teleport through it normally. Is Kahva
still going to be able to get all of us out of here? Is she going to be
strong enough?"
Kahva Kilanye tilted her head in a way that was eerily like the way Kahva
Briton would, and for a moment, they all thought they would be talking
to their friend again. But it was Kahva Kilanye's voice that answered them.
"She says she'll be okay, but she is giving me so much of her personal
energy, she may not be okay later. I'm trying not to draw on her anymore
than I have to." Sheena frowned for a second, then her face brightened
as a thought hit her.
"What if you had another energy source? Can you absorb energy? If
you can, you could absorb some from me, then you wouldn't have to draw
on Kahva so much." Kahva thought it over and smiled.
"It's worth a try." She took Sheena's hands in her own, and a
moment later both women glowed with a faint silver light. It lasted for
only a few seconds, then they released each other. "Thank you Sheena,"
Kahva Kilanye's voice was stronger, clearer, and very grateful. "Kahva
can rest some now. We must not tarry here too long though, the evil has
gotten stronger."
"Do you know who or what it is, yet?"
"No, Tommy. But I am sure of one thing. If we stay here long enough
to find out, we may not be able to leave, ever."
* * * "You have your orders. When I signal you, you will activate
the trap. Do not let any of them escape." Master Vile watched as the
Cogs hurried to take their positions. "I don't care what happens to
the others, but the Silver Ranger is to be trapped alive, is that understood?"
The Cogs all nodded their understanding and left to do the evil wizard's
bidding. Vile strode through the ramshackle hallway, littered with broken
bricks and rotting wood. "Such a waste, this was a grand place in
my day." Then he smiled. "And it will be once again: after I
have my revenge."
Vile stiffened and looked up, as if he could see through the stone ceiling.
"So, you're still here Kilanye, you haven't faded away. Strange that
your presence should be so strong... It matters not where you are drawing
your strength from, it will do you no good. I will have my revenge on you,
by destroying your chosen heir. Then you will watch her friends rot away
up here... in fact, I think I'll let your body get a head start on them.
Then you can roam the old halls for all eternity, knowing how badly you've
failed." He waved his hand absently in the air, then cackled. "Funny
how quickly fifteen thousand years can catch up with a corpse."
* * * "Sheena, what's wrong?"
It was Kahva Briton's voice that spoke this time. Kahva Kilanye had been
telling Billy how her body was withstanding the energy of the stasis generator,
and all was going well so far. But while Kahva Kilanye temporarily had
re- entered her own body, Kahva Briton had been herself, and had been watching
Sheena closely. "N-nothing's wrong. Just a lot of old memories, that's
all." Kahva shook her head at the girl.
"I've known you for too long to believe that line, Sheena Devereaux
Cranston. What's wrong?"
Sheena smiled and tried to put her off. "Nothing is wrong, you worry
too much." Any further interrogation from her friend was delayed as
Kahva turned to Kahva Kilanye's body, as if the spirit had spoken aloud.
She touched the warrior's hand, stiffened slightly, though not as much
as she had the first time, and Kahva Kilanye's spirit entered her.
"I believe the stasis generator will work just as you planned, Billy,"
she said. As she and Billy continued to work over her preserved form, Sheena
found herself staring at the fifteen-thousand year old body, lying so pale
and peaceful in death. Memories from a month earlier that she had been
fighting surged forward again, and instead of the first Silver Ranger's
body lying in the cell, she saw the form of her friend, Kahva Briton, lying
on Klank's insidious laboratory table, strapped down, and in pain... so
much pain... She could see her friend's face, deathly pale even under the
dirt and grime from her imprisonment, her chest scarcely rising and falling
with each breath... She could see her eyes, full of fear and despair...
and feel her own defeat at hand, trapped helplessly behind Mondo's force
field, unable to rescue her friend, seeing no avenue of escape for her
friend, save one.
"Sheena," Kahva Kilanye's voice brought her back to the present.
"Please, tell us what is bothering you. There is no shame in honesty,
sharing does not make you weak."
Does she know? Both of them? Sheena wondered. She could feel both Kahvas
looking at her, she could feel their concern. She considered putting them
off again, but with the memories so overwhelming, she could no longer keep
the guilt inside. "He won. He beat me."
"Who?" Tommy looked at her, puzzled. "What do you mean,
what are you talking about?"
"Mondo won a month ago. He wanted me to surrender to him before he
would let Kahva go: and I surrendered to him. It's only because of Billy
and Jason that he never found out." Sheena's eyes came dangerously
close to filling with tears. "You weren't there, he was killing her!
He claimed he wasn't, but I was there, I saw what he and Klank were doing,
they were killing Kahva! She couldn't have lasted much longer with everything
they were doing to her... I didn't know of anyway to save her, except to
surrender to Mondo. I was about to say the words, when Billy signaled that
he and Jason had accomplished their mission." Sheena looked at Kahva,
shame covering her face. "I should've chosen your path, death before
serving Mondo, but if I had, he would've killed her. I didn't know for
sure if I could break the force field..."
"Sheena... Sheena," Kahva softly spoke. "If I had been in
the same position, if it had been Silias, or one of the other Rangers or
a friend or stranger in that situation, I may have done the same thing.
I chose death over serving Vile because I knew my friends were safe, and
that by denying Vile my servitude, I could keep them safe to fight another
day. If they were still his prisoners though... I dare say my choice probably
would have been different."
"It's okay, Sheena," Tommy assured her. "We would've understood
if you had made that choice then, we understand now. Mondo put you in the
worst position possible. The important thing is you're not under his control."
"And we rescued Kahva and Daniel, they're both safe," Billy added.
"It's okay Sheena, you don't have anything to worry about, or to be
ashamed of. We love you. I love you, remember that." Sheena half-heartedly
returned her husband's embrace, plastering a small fake smile on her face.
"Yeah... listen, I'm going to check down the hallway, make sure there
aren't any nasty surprises waiting for us, and to see if there's another
way out down that way, just in case we need it." Before Kahva Briton
could resurface in her body, Sheena was gone.
"She's not dealing with this too well," she said, looking after
her soul- sister. "She's got nothing to be ashamed of, I wish I could
make her see that. It's not her fault what Mondo and Klank did to Daniel
and me." Tommy placed a hand on her shoulder to comfort her.
"She's got to want to talk about it, you can't make her. She'll be
okay."
"I hope so. Let's get the generator set up and running, we need to
get out of here. We can both feel the evil here, it's getting stronger."
The three young people worked quickly and quietly for a few minutes, and
just as Billy was about to activate the generator, Kahva stiffened and
took a sharp breath.
"What's wrong?" Billy moved to her, thinking to steady her. But
when she looked at him, it was Kahva Kilanye once again.
"He's back. I can feel him, Vile's back!"
* * * "I don't believe this!" Mondo stared into his viewing screen.
He watched as Sheena confessed to something he had never dreamed of, had
never expected had happened. He'd done it! He'd broken her, and hadn't
even known! If it hadn't been for the Sapphire and Gold Rangers having
the worst timing in the universe, he would have had her back!
"Sire?" Klank was near the throne, he hadn't been paying attention
to the screen.
"I had her! She was going to surrender!" Mondo laughed. "This
is priceless! I had her a month ago, and now I will have her again!"
He watched as Sheena left the others, heading down the old hallway. Mondo
smiled evilly. "Not much longer, my Ranger. Not much longer at all.
You are mine already, you just haven't figured it out yet.
* * * Adam fell back from the fight, letting Tanya fire Zeo Zord II's lasers
at the creature. "We've got to do something, this thing is wearing
us out!"
"There's still been no luck getting through to the others," Kat
reported. "We're going to need their help, that's all there is to
this!"
"Man, I hope they're all right!" Rocky groaned as Mondo's monster
nearly picked his own Zord up. Only his quick maneuvering managed to keep
him from a very nasty accident. "This is happening at the absolute
worst time!"
"I think that's Mondo's plan," Jason sighed. "I think he
knew they were going somehow."
"How?" Adam wondered.
"Who knows?" Jason shrugged as he fired another batch of lasers
at the creature. "It's just a feeling I have."
* * * "Ay-yi-yi, Zordon, I still can't break these shields, I don't
know what the problem is!" Alpha wailed in frustration. The little
droid ran around the Power Chamber, seeking endlessly for some way to shatter
the barrier around the moon palace. The Rangers needed Sheena, Tommy and
Billy in the fight, and something must have happened for them not to be
back yet. It shouldn't have taken this long to get everything done.
KEEP TRYING, ALPHA. Zordon told him. WE HAVE TO GET THROUGH TO THEM.
"I'm doing my best, Zordon!" Alpha told him. "But this is
harder than any shield I've ever seen before!"
* * * I failed them, and I failed myself. I know that, even if they don't.
Sheena walked down the hallway, half checking for another way out, but
mostly involved in her own mournful thoughts. If I didn't love them both
so much, I swear I think I'd ki -
She stopped that thought in its tracks as a cold chill ran down her spine.
No. I didn't think that. I didn't feel that. I couldn't have. I'm not like
that anymore, I'm not evil, I wasn't even evil by nature, it was forced
on me! That was only a dream last night, it wasn't real!
Sheena didn't like the images that the dream had conjured up in her. She
shook as she realized there was a part of her that lived only to fight,
to kill, to hurt others. Most of the images in her dream had been memories.
Twisted, warped memories, but things that had happened nonetheless. But
the last part: where she had tortured and slowly killed of her own will
Billy and Kahva, the two people closest to her in all the world... that
had shaken her to the core. She could still taste the sweet power and control
her dream dark half had reveled in as she drove the Silver Sword and Power
Lance into them.
She couldn't honestly tell herself it hadn't attracted her, in a perverted
sort of way. To have such perfect control of herself, to know and accept
herself for all she was, was what Sheena had longed for since the first
moment Klank's potion had burned its way down her throat. Though she had
only known part of herself before then, hadn't known her ancestry and the
power that slept within her, she had still been able to control herself,
and no one had ever controlled her.
Until that horrible moment when the Cogs had appeared in her apartment,
taken her to Mondo, who'd sent her to Klank's lab... the potion... the
draining away of her memories and her sense of self, something... something
had split within her, she remembered the pain of it. When she'd awakened
from the semi- coma the potion had put her into while it changed her, she
had known only evil and destruction and battle. That part of her ruled
until Billy had called her by her real name, until his voice of love and
strength had given her a way back to herself, to what and who she wanted
to be.
But you liked being evil, didn't you? a small, insidious voice whispered
in her mind. You liked not having to worry about anything but what Mondo
told you to do. You want it now. It was freedom... ultimate freedom: and
you loved it.
"No," she whispered. "It was slavery of the worst kind,
because I couldn't even think my own thoughts! All I knew was what he wanted
me to know."
No pain. No regrets. No sorrow or grief. Nothing but power. Nothing but
control.
"No love. No joy," she replied to whoever or whatever it was.
"Nothing but hate."
Sheena stopped and leaned against the wall, trying to get control of herself
again. She closed her eyes, only to see repeats of the nightmare images
replaying on her closed eyelids. Tears coursed down her cheeks, tears of
shame and pain. He beat me, and I don't even know anymore if I ever really
wanted to stop working for him in the first place! A part of me... a part
of me didn't want to stop, because a part of me wants to kill forever.
And that's a part of me... that must never gain control.
"SHEENA!" The strangled, fearful voice was that of Kahva... Kahva
Briton, her friend, her sister. She was in danger. Sheena was running back
towards the tower prison almost before the first echo of her name had faded.
Boiling out of everywhere it seemed, all around her, all around them, were
Cogs.
* * * "We've got to get out of here!" Tommy yelled above the
din. The Cogs had tried to prevent him from morphing, but he had eluded
their grasp, they didn't get his Zeonizer. Others had tried to capture
and gag Billy before he could morph, but Kahva, he was sure it was Kahva
Briton, had whacked at them and kept them away from Billy long enough for
him to morph: but at a price. She was lying on the floor, she had taken
a blow to the head. He could see Sheena running to them, a fierce scowl
crossing her face. "Hurry, Sheena!" Movement to the side caught
his eye, Kahva was up and fighting again. That was quick. Hope she can
still get us out. "Where are they all coming from?" he yelled
to Billy. He didn't get an answer, he hadn't really expected one.
Mondo had a hand in this, Sheena thought. She could see Billy and Tommy
had already morphed and were keeping the Cogs away from Kahva Kilanye's
body. Kahva Briton was fighting as well, her quarterstaff extended to full
length. The teaching part of Sheena's mind noted her soul-sister was fighting
with more than her normal skill; probably Kahva Kilanye was helping some,
without fully taking over. But when she reached out to sense her sister's
mind, she could only touch her ancestor's. Kahva Kilanye had taken over
completely, Kahva Briton wasn't conscious. You'll pay for that Mondo, you
hurt my sister!! Sheena's anger continued to build.
"Silver Ranger Power!" She morphed and pulled the Silver Sword
out, slicing through three Cogs in the same motion. Their metallic structure
couldn't stand up to her blade, forged from the purest metals in the universe
and cooled in the Mystic Springs of Eltar, which had still retained some
of their magic, even after their destruction.
"We're about ready to go, just get back here, and we can leave these
metalheads here!" Billy called to her. He hasn't sensed the change,
she realized, but maybe Kahva Kilanye can use Kahva's power to get us out.
I just have to get to them is all. Sheena nodded and started towards them,
carving a path through the Cogs. But for every five she dissected, ten
more seemed to take their place. Sheena fought with all the skill and strength
she had in her, then slowly noticed she was being forced farther and farther
away from the others. No, I have to get control, I have to get to them!
Sheena's anger and frustration ran higher, she couldn't even focus enough
to use her ki-see training, she was merely brawling fiercely with the Cogs.
"Sheena!" Billy caught her gaze with his own, and she could feel
his fear and panic as even more Cogs surged up between them. The foot soldiers
seemed to be concentrating on Sheena, on keeping her away from her friends.
As she realized that, a strange sort of berserker rage filled her.
"NO!" she screamed, demorphing suddenly. The others stared, not
believing what they were seeing. A lone Cog had pulled out a small, hand-held
device with a tiny red light on top of it, his hand hovered over the toggle
switch under the light. His action drew her attention to the unfortunate
Cog. "NO!" she repeated, grabbing him and throwing him into a
full dozen of his brothers. The device flew out of his hands, landing near
Billy, the little red light flashing. They could all feel a slight vibration
in the room, but it was the powered down Silver Ranger who held their attention.
"NO!!" Sheena yelled savagely a third time, and with a kick that
put what she'd used to knock the door down at the bottom of the stairs
to shame, she knocked another batch of Cogs against a wooden pillar. The
impact knocked it down, and a strange, low rumbling sound filled the tower.
"Sheena!" Kahva Kilanye cried out. "Calm yourself, you're
losing control!'
That was entirely the wrong thing to say at that moment. The nightmare,
the memories being there conjured up, knowing that they knew her shame
now, the Cog attack, all combined into a blinding red rage that sent her
plowing into the Cogs that surrounded her. They fell back before her near-insane
attack, but she kept following them, wanting only to tear and shred and
render them into nothing but useless pieces of scrap metal.
Mortar and stone began to fall around them as the ceiling began to cave
in. The pillar the Cogs had destroyed by falling into it had apparently
held up part of the roof, and with it gone, a cave-in was beginning. Sheena
didn't notice, the only thing on her mind was causing Mondo the largest
Cog repair bill in history.
* * * "Sheena!" Tommy called after his cousin as he tried to
fight his way towards her. "Sheena, what's wrong with you?!"
Sheena wasn't listening, he could see tears in her eyes and on her cheeks,
and a horror in those eyes that dwarfed anything he'd ever thought could
come from her. He suddenly wondered what Billy and Kahva were feeling,
both were linked to her...
He turned, only to see that the Cogs had left. They were all surging after
Sheena, who was obviously having the time of her life destroying them even
as the roof fell around her. At the twin looks of sheer panic on Kahva
and Billy's faces, he turned back to see the ceiling collapse all around
Sheena, and she was lost behind a pile of rubble and wood that had once
been the ceiling.
"NO!" he screamed in strange echo of her previous cry. "No,
it can't be!" She can't be -
"Tommy," a consoling voice floated over his shoulder, a comforting
hand following it. It was Kahva Kilanye, still in Kahva Briton's body.
"Tommy, Sheena lives still. If she were dead, I would have sensed
the releasing of the Silver Powers."
"She was insane," Billy whispered brokenly. "Something...
something drove her to insanity, or so close to it, it makes no difference.
I could feel the pain inside her, and I couldn't help her. I tried... but
she was pushing me away, I don't think she even noticed I was 'speaking'
to her."
Kahva Kilanye was quiet, thoughtful. Is she listening to an inner voice?
Maybe our Kahva? Tommy wondered. Why hasn't our Kahva resurfaced yet? "It
was the same with me, she was pushing everyone and everything away. And
now I can't feel her at all, but she's alive. I'd know if she were dead,
we both would, Billy. So would Kahva. But something is wrong with Sheena,
something I can't help. None of us can. Whatever it is, she has to get
through it: on her own."
* * * Vile watched invisibly as the Cogs drove Sheena away from the others,
and into what looked like a frenzy of madness. He was almost impressed
as she dismantled Cog after Cog with her bare hands. "My, my, my,"
he muttered under his breath. "I can see why Mondo wants to control
her so badly; I had no idea there was such rage in her. I like it."
He spared a glance for her companions, who stared in shocked helplessness
as Sheena quite literally ripped Cogs apart. A low, vicious chuckle escaped
him. "So, you fear for her sanity? You have no idea of what is to
come for her. It will get worse... much, much worse... for her, and for
you all."
He had no more time to indulge himself in tormenting them, even if they
couldn't see or hear him at the moment. He had work... No, he corrected
himself mentally. It will be a pure pleasure to destroy her once and for
all. After all, the end of the Silver Line is fifteen thousand years overdue.
* * * "Sheena, please wake up!" the gentle voice urged her back
to life. "Oh, if those things killed you, I don't care what it takes,
I'll get them back!"
Sheena's eyes flickered, and for a moment, she believed the past twenty-
five months had been nothing but an incredibly real dream. For the face
she woke up to simply could not be in the universe she'd claimed as a home;
it wasn't possible without Kahva, and Kahva was... Kahva... where was Kahva?
She couldn't quite remember, the last thing she'd seen was the Cogs being
all around them...
She sat up and groaned as her head spun a painfully merry dance. "Easy,
Sheena," her friend told her. "You got hit pretty bad."
"I'll be okay," she told him. "I've got to find the others;
Kahva, Tommy and Billy are still around here somewhere."
"They'll be okay without you for a while," he reassured her.
"You need to rest still."
"I'll be fine," Sheena said harshly. "My friends need me."
"No, they don't," he told her just as harshly. "They can
make it out of here without you. That's what you want, for them to be safe,
right?"
Sheena was taken aback a bit by his sudden attitude shift. "Yes, of
course, but I want to get out of here too! Hey, wait... how did you get
here, Josh? Kahva hasn't been shifting without telling us, has she?"
she teased a trifle.
Josh looked back at her sadly. "No, she hasn't. Mondo brought me here.
I've been here about two days, I think. I can't keep track of time."
Sheena went chalk-white. "You've been here... and I didn't know? But..."
Her old friend sighed. "I think he's planning to get all your old
friends, Sheena. But he could only get me to start with, I don't know why.
He said something about keeping me here so you and the other Rangers wouldn't
find out what he's planning so soon."
The Silver Ranger nodded almost absently, then regretted it as a sharp
pain shot through her skull. "That must be why the Cogs were here;
I'm glad I found you... you found me... whatever happened."
"I found you," Josh smiled, that old familiar smile. She knew
it well. "Those Cogs were dragging you from under some rubble, I managed
to get you away from them, and brought you down here."
Sheena glanced around, taking in where they were. She shivered as one of
Kahva Kilanye's memories surfaced yet again; this was one of the cells
the first Rangers had been held in during their imprisonment by Vile, in
the lower regions of the palace. Silias' cell... Not the best choice you
could've made, little brother. But at least Vile isn't here now.
* * * Tommy looked anxiously at the resting form of Kahva Briton, her eyes
closed, breathing slow and relaxed. When she opens her eyes, who are we
going to get? Will Kahva be conscious, or will Kahva Kilanye still have
to stay in control? Just before she had sat her borrowed body down on the
stone floor, the first Silver Ranger had told them Kahva was unconscious
from the blow she'd taken, and that she had taken over the young woman's
body to help them in the fight. It was frightening, because it meant the
fifteen thousand year old spirit had used up nearly all of the energy she'd
absorbed from Sheena, and they weren't sure if she could use Billy or Tommy's.
So she had sat down to rest, so they both could recover. Billy had powered
down and was dealing with the events the only way he knew: he was trying
to find out just what had caused the cave-in, and if there was a way to
get through or around it. Tommy walked over to him, hoping there was a
way he could help. I hate this, I feel useless! He looked at his communicator,
they'd found out after the fight that they couldn't contact the Power Chamber.
Mondo's sent a monster down, I bet. He's predictable that way. Send a monster
when they're not at full strength. Hope the others are doing ok, we're
going to be here a while, I think.
"Any change?" Billy asked without even looking up from his scanner.
He'd heard Tommy approach, and as he looked into the demorphed Red Ranger's
eyes, he could feel his worry.
"Not yet, she - they - man, this is confusing... are still resting.
I hope they're going to be okay. Any news here?" Billy nodded, a tight,
grim smile covering his features.
"This was a trap from the start. Kahva said she sensed Vile, right
before everything went nuts. I'm willing to bet that he was the one who
left those marks on the that tree in the park. He spied on us, knew what
we were planning, and set this trap. Look here," he said, calling
up the summary of the scanner's log of their trip through the palace for
Tommy to see. "There have been Cogs all over the place, trying to
mask themselves, but the scanner did pick up on their energy as traps.
We avoided areas that showed up as traps, thereby avoiding the Cogs. They
didn't start moving until the hallway before that last room we were in."
"Where the robot was," Tommy finished. Though he didn't have
the link with Billy that Sheena did, he had known Billy long enough to
realize they were feeling the same thing: Kahva Briton had been hurt trying
to help both of them, and that wasn't easy for them to accept. Tommy looked
at their friend sitting on the floor and sighed. "She's pretty tough.
After everything that has happened to her this past month, she still fights
Cogs if they show up around her, she's shifted some of us out of a couple
of tight spots, she gave that robot a hard time downstairs..."
"And she kept the Cogs away from me so I could morph. And what thanks
does she get? A cut hand, knocked unconscious, and Sheena's missing. She
doesn't know it yet, but when she wakes up, she'll know instantly."
Tommy moved to place a calming hand on Billy's shoulder, the Sapphire Ranger
was shaking slightly with frustration and anger. "It's not fair, she's
not a Ranger!"
"That sounds like Sheena talking," Tommy smiled a little. "No,
she's not a Ranger, but she would make a good one, I think. But there aren't
any other Ranger powers floating around, as much as I wish there were."
"If wishes were horses, then pigs could fly," Billy recited the
old rhyme. "Yeah. Like we keep trying to tell Sheena, Kahva knows
the risks, and she doesn't take them lightly. She avoids battle whenever
she can, so she won't be in our way. Still doesn't change the unfairness
of her getting hurt when she's helping us." Tommy couldn't disagree,
he felt the same way. After a few moments, Billy spoke again. "I think
Kahva's shifting us in here did just what it was supposed to do, it kept
us from being noticed for most of the time, right up to just before the
robot. We must've tripped a silent alarm, because the log shows the Cogs
moving shortly after that. They got into place and waited to ambush us."
"Waited for a signal from Vile. He would've been able to trap all
of us together if not for the cave-in."
"No, that was deliberate too. Look here," Billy pointed to the
remains of the wooden pillar. "For one thing, this wood is too new.
It was put in here recently. I found what looks like part of a stone pillar
in the rubble, I believe it was the original pillar. And for the other,"
he said, picking up the remains of the device one of the Cogs had held,
"this looks to be a remote control for a detonator. Remember that
rumbling sound? The wood pillar is charred in places, like it was burned,"
"From an explosion. And the Cogs were trying to keep her away from
us, it looked like. They wanted Sheena, all of this was to get Sheena...
why? If this is Master Vile's doing, why?"
"That's the million-dollar question. And there's something else to
consider. We fought Cogs, not Tengas. That can only mean one thing: Mondo
and Master Vile are working together."
* * * "No progress yet, Zordon," Alpha reported. "I can't
break through the communications barrier, or the teleportation barrier."
Alpha sounded more worried than usual, and his tone did not slip by Zordon.
WHAT IS IT ALPHA? WHAT HAVE YOU FOUND? Alpha sent his readings to him,
and Zordon didn't like what they showed anymore than Alpha had. Jason's
voice over the communications speaker brought their attention back to the
planetside emergency.
"Zordon, Alpha, this thing is wearing us down! Any luck yet with the
others?"
NOT YET JASON. WE STILL HAVE NOT BEEN ABLE TO CONTACT THEM, OR BRING THEM
BACK. ALPHA HAS PICKED UP ON STRONG SURGES OF ENERGY, THOUGH. SOME OF THE
SURGES ARE MECHANICAL, SOME ARE SURGES OF DARK MAGIC.
"Dark magic? As in Rita and Zedd's old traps?" Kat's voice broke
in.
WE HAVE NOT BEEN ABLE TO DETERMINE THAT YET, KATHERINE. WE ARE STILL PICKING
UP THEIR LIFE SIGNS, THEY ARE ALIVE. Jason knew his old mentor too well,
he could tell Zordon was holding something back, but didn't want to worry
them in battle. Surreptitiously he tapped into the Power Chamber's sensors
and scanned the information Alpha had discovered.
"Keep us posted, Zordon. If we have to take the Zords to the Lunar
Palace, we'll do it." Jason signed off and looked skyward briefly.
The information he'd read replayed in his mind: the Silver Power had fluctuated
wildly, then shut down. And a separate life sign, Kahva's, had been gone
from being identifiable to something not quite hers. "Let's take this
thing down, guys!" Jason called to his teammates in their Zords. We've
got to beat this thing and find a way to get up there, something is seriously
wrong. As he fought alongside the other Rangers, his mind kept going back
to his friends on the moon, wondering what was going on, and if they would
be able to help them in time.
* * * "Billy?"
Both Rangers looked up from their searching at the sound of Kahva's voice
- their Kahva. "You okay, Kahva?" Billy asked as he rushed to
her side, Tommy on his heels. She smiled, her voice was subdued, still
sounding drugged, but more so than before.
"I was afraid the Cogs had gotten you, but right before I passed out,
I could feel Kahva trying to take over. From what she tells me, she was
able to, and you were able to morph."
"Thanks to you. Are you okay?" he asked again, but she still
didn't answer. Billy wondered if she was coherent enough to understand
him.
"And Sheena's in there," her smile fading with her voice. "I
messed up. I should've backed off, I should've picked up on how uncomfortable
my coming along made her..." Before Tommy or Billy could reassure
her, her eyes closed, then reopened with the light of Kahva Kilanye.
"She didn't mess up!! Sheena understood she wanted to go, understood
completely the reason why once you were channeled. Kahva's the whole reason
we got as far as we did, her shifting us into the palace kept us from being
detected for so long. She helped me, she helped Tommy -"
"But she wasn't able to help Sheena. I'm trying to help her understand,
Billy," the first Silver Ranger told him. "But she knows what
I saw now, and it hurts her as much as it did us when it happened. She's
still feeling that maybe things would have turned out for the better if
she hadn't come. It's more from not being able to help Sheena right now,
I think she's understanding a little better, though she feels a bit helpless
right now."
"We all do. Billy and I haven't been able to find a way around the
cave-in yet." Tommy studied Kahva's face, the spirit's voice was weaker
than before. "Are you going to be able to stay?"
"I don't know, I think maybe so, but I'm being pulled away by something..."
Kahva's eyes shut and reopened, their Kahva's drugged sounding voice was
back, and filled with urgency. "I'm losing her, something's pulling
her away. She's fading... her body..." This time when Kahva's eyes
closed, they didn't reopen. Billy paled, then stared hard at the body of
Kahva Kilanye.
"Has he?" Billy grabbed the scanner and quickly checked the corpse.
"Vile's removed the spell, the body has started to decompose, get
the generator Tommy!" The Red Ranger grabbed it from the pack he'd
carried it in, it had been forgotten in the fight, and the search after
the cave-in. A minute later Billy had it running, a soft hum emanating
from within it. "Decomposition halted, there's not much damage, thank
goodness."
"Thank you Billy, Tommy. If my body perishes here, my spirit will
be trapped in these walls for all eternity; I won't have the strength to
contact anyone, not even the Rangers who passed on after my death, much
less leave this place." Kahva Kilanye was back, her voice a little
stronger, and now with a different kind of need to it. "Please sit,
there is much you need to know, and I may not have time to tell you later.
Most important right now is rescuing Sheena, but there are things both
she and Kahva need to know. I'm trying to have Kahva rest now, she'll need
her strength later to shift you all out."
"Are you sure you're up to this?" Billy asked, but he and Tommy
still sat down as she had requested.
"I am sure that I need to tell you both, and that you need to tell
Sheena of this. I will make sure Kahva has the knowledge." She paused,
as if gathering the strength to accomplish one last mission. "As you
know, one reason Kahva felt drawn to come here is because I was asking
her to come. She didn't know that I was asking her, she only knew that
she felt she needed to come. But she would've felt that way even without
me, for our families are connected."
"Yeah, she and Sheena are as tightly connected as Sheena and I am.
I'm pretty sure I'm even connected to Kahva through Sheena, though we haven't
really tested that theory."
Kahva shook her head. "It goes beyond that Billy. When I was young,
not yet a teenager, during the time Master Vile was trying to kill all
of Elysia's family, to get back at them and Zordon, I helped two of Elysia's
great-nephews escape Vile's men. Their father, her brother Seth's son,
was very grateful, he told me that our families would always have a very
special connection. So you see, because of what happened back then, Sheena
and Kahva are drawn to each other through their blood. But I don't think
even Elysia's nephew suspected a connection this strong would ever be made.
He did say we would always know each other though, by our rings. Look at
my hands, both of you." Billy and Tommy turned to look at the corpse
preserved in the generator's field, looking at the rings on her hands.
Just like Sheena, she wore two silver rings, one on the forefinger of each
hand. On her right there was a ruby, encircled by hearts, on the left,
a moonstone with stars, a crescent moon, and a comet.
Billy frowned, "But Kahva doesn't have rings like that."
"I know, that is a mystery. I know from being here in her, with her,
that she doesn't remember ever having rings like those. There are many
things about Kahva that remain to be discovered."
"Billy may be following you here, but I think I'm a little lost, Kahva...
man, this is weird, both of you here like this is a little too much for
me to keep up with."
"It's all right Tommy," Kahva Kilanye assured him. "The
rings are a symbol not only of the Silver Power, and the first-born female
in each generation of the Silver Line, but of a bond of friendship made
long ago, between myself and Elysia's nephew. Between our families. I have
even been helped by Elysia herself."
"What? She died before you were born, what do you mean?" As he
had been over a year ago in Mondo's dungeon, Billy found himself fascinated
by Kahva's story-telling. The look on Tommy's face told him he was thoroughly
engrossed as well.
"In her spirit form, she was able to know I was searching for my chosen
heir. Elysia knew I couldn't be there at the moment of Sheena's birth,
that my attentions had to be with another of my line to see if my heir
would be there, so she was present at Sheena's birth. She wasn't strong
enough to stop Vile, but Elysia, without Vile's knowledge, was able to
use most all of her remaining energy to alter Vile's spell. She made sure
that Sheena ended up on the same world as her own descendants, not in one
of Vile's dark dimensions. She was even able to make sure she would be
on the same continent her line had lived on, which ended up placing Sheena
and Kahva only a few hundred miles apart from each other. She knew it was
only a matter of time before their blood would draw them closer."
Billy and Tommy stared wide-eyed at each other, the unspoken question that
had haunted them for a month had just been answered. Deliberate action,
not chance, had put the girls in the same dimension, and so close to each
other.
"Elysia found her last descendant, your Kahva Briton, the one the
essence and her gifts had gone to," Kahva continued, her voice getting
softer, slightly weaker from the effort of telling them what they had to
know. "Sheena and Kahva were by that time, and by happy accident,
in the same town." Kahva smiled slightly at Billy. "Sheena has
also had a trial, similar to yours, Billy, to determine if she were truly
worthy of the Silver Power, though she does not realize it. It was after
Sheena's trial that they met. They've been friends ever since. They would've
been friends even without their blood, I know this by being here with Kahva
now, and because I know my heir. They truly are soul-sisters, that will
never change. Blood could not stronger or closer sisters make. Please,
tell Sheena of this, and do not let Kahva blame herself for what has happened,
which is what she is doing now. This could not be helped. I needed her
here, and she also had the right to be here, even if I had not needed her.
Be ready to help Sheena deal with her demons, I fear she too is blaming
herself for things she cannot control." Kahva sighed tiredly, her
voice sounding with all fifteen thousand exhausting years of searching
for her chosen heir. "Now, we must both rest for a few moments, I
must not draw too much of Kahva's energy, for she is giving it too willingly
to me. We will both need to be strong, for we both sense something cold
and malevolent here, it is Master Vile, I'm sure of it. Billy, Tommy...
you must find Sheena, and quickly." With that, she closed her eyes,
and both Kahvas rested.
"I only hope we can find her," Billy said softly.
Tommy looked at Billy, "What did she mean, 'the one the essence and
her gifts went to'? What essence?"
Billy shrugged, for all the answers they had now, it seemed they had been
left with even more questions than before. "As she said, there are
many things about Kahva to be discovered. I get the feeling that's going
to be one of them. Come on, let's see if we can find a way around the cave-in.
Like Kahva said, we've got to find Sheena." As they resumed their
search, Billy reached out mentally, hoping to somehow contact his wife.
He kept it up, even though he received no answer from her.
I love you Sheena, and I'm going to get you out of here.
* * * Sheena glanced at her friend. Her head ached horribly, she hadn't
been feeling well to start with. A night filled with nightmares and no
sleep did nothing for her state of mind. Then nearly going insane and getting
hit with a half-ton of stone and mortar, after already being mentally tormented
by the confession she'd made about Mondo beating her...
"Sheena?" Josh asked gently. "What's wrong? You look worried."
"I'm concerned... Tommy, Kahva, Billy," she'd already told him
of their mission. "I need to get to them."
"If they're still alive," Josh said darkly.
"What do you mean?" Sheena stared at him. "They're still
alive. I'd know if they weren't."
"How?" he raised an eyebrow. "How could you know? How can
you be sure?"
"I'm linked to Kahva and to Billy," she explained. "We're
a part of each other. I'd know if they were... if anything had happened
to them."
"Then try to sense them, to reach them, or whatever it is you do,"
Josh suggested. Sheena took a beep breath, closed her eyes, and reached
out with all her heart towards Kahva and Billy. All the blood drained out
of her face as she met only darkness with her mind.
"I can't feel them," she whispered, turning away from Josh "They're
not... there."
Behind her, Josh smiled thinly, then said, "They were there when you
brought the ceiling down on that other room. They're probably dead.
"That would be why I can't reach Kahva or Billy," Sheena whispered.
Her heart ached with a sudden pain. Her sister, her husband, her cousin...
dead. How? It... it's my fault. "Because I lost control."
Josh nodded. "Sheena, you aren't needed here anymore. You've killed
your whole family. Do you think the Rangers will want you back now?"
Sheena was in a state of shock. Her head throbbed and she couldn't seem
to think straight. She could hear that small voice in her mind again, insidious
and hateful. All you've worked for in this world is gone. Everything is
gone that kept you here: your love, your sister, your cousin. The Rangers
won't want you as one of them, much less their leader, once they find out
what happened.
"Sheena," Josh's voice was low and persuasive. "Mondo's
going after our other friends. They need you to protect them, like you
couldn't me, or Kahva, or any of the others."
Sheena wasn't consciously listening, but her friend's voice sunk into her
brain and heart. "I tried to help them."
"You failed from here," she heard him say. "But at home,
you could protect them."
Sheena struggled with what he was saying. She could still hear the voice.
There is nothing here for you. If you remain here, you know you will go
to Mondo in the end. Your true heart is evil, and you know it. The only
chance you have is to go home. Back to the world you grew up in. You may...
and will... turn to evil in the end, but you will still have saved your
so-important friends... maybe...
"No," she hissed under her breath, more to the voice than to
Josh as she turned back to him. "This is my home. This is where I
belong."
"Are you so sure?" Josh asked suddenly. "Your whole family
here is dead. Zordon will strip you of your powers once you return, if
you return. If you go home, you can keep your powers and your friends.
They're all you have left.
Sheena deflated visibly. She knew Josh was right. She'd killed her friends,
her family, and all because of her loss of control. She sank to the floor
and buried her face in her hands, sobbing. "Josh... how can I face
the other Rangers? Jason, Adam... oh, sweet Goddess, Kat... how can I tell
her Tommy's dead?"
She was practically screaming as she spoke. She collapsed back into tears,
and found Josh there, as he had always been, the shoulder to cry on. She
leaned against him, crying with all her heart. "Oh, Josh," she
whispered brokenly. "I can't leave... but I can't stay either."
"You're not needed here, Sheena," Josh whispered into her ear.
"You are needed at home, though."
Sheena nodded. "How can I get home, though? Kahva's... Kahva's dead...
I am certainly not going to ask Mondo to build me a device to send me home,
either!!!"
'I think I have a way," Josh smiled a little smile.
* * * "This is taking too long!" Billy exclaimed softly. To him,
it seemed like they had been searching the rubble for hours on end, trying
to find a way through it or around it. Or better yet, some sign of Sheena.
But he and Tommy hadn't been able to find anything, and the scanner Billy
had been using died minutes earlier, its power pack having been damaged
in the fight and subsequent cave-in.
"You can still sense her though, right?" Tommy asked hopefully.
"Yes, but..." Billy sighed. "Every time I try to contact
her, it's like I'm being shoved back, pushed away from anywhere she might
be. I don't have the strength or ability to force my way through. Whatever
it's going to take to reach her, I don't have it. All I know is, ever since
she woke up, she's been in pain, a lot of pain. And she's extremely upset,
but it's not so much physical pain, or physical upset, it's something mental,
emotional. But unless I can reach her, or Kahva can," Billy looked
at the still apparently resting form of their friend, still under the control
of Kahva Kilanye's spirit, "I don't know what that something is. It's
what is keeping me away, I'm sure of it, it's keeping me from 'speaking'
to her." To admit he couldn't contact his own wife, the love of his
life, was nearly heartbreaking for Billy, only his determination to find
her kept him together.
Tommy clapped a hand on Billy's shoulder. "We're going to find her,
no matter what. I promise you that, Billy." Tommy looked at the stone
and mortar wall they had been searching. "We've been at it for nearly
a half-hour, any ideas on a new approach?"
"That's all? Seems like an eternity," Billy sighed. "We
can't get around it, we can't get over it, our only option seems to be
to try and go through it, unless there's another way around it, such as
access from downstairs. That may be the only way we have of getting to
her, if she's not under the rubble..." Billy's voice trailed off,
he couldn't bear to think of his wife trapped under the huge pile of stone
and mortar. "No, she's not under the rubble, I refuse to believe she's
under this stuff. She's on the other side of it, somewhere."
"Maybe we should morph and blast through." Billy shook his head
at Tommy's suggestion.
"Only as a last resort. We don't know how unstable the roof is now.
If we start blasting away at the rubble, we could bring the whole roof
down on our heads." Kahva stirred just then, and all thoughts of searching
were temporarily banished as they rushed to her side.
"I still cannot contact her, neither one of us has been able to. We
are being blocked by something evil," she softly said. Though it was
Kahva Kilanye talking, Billy could've sworn he heard a trace of Kahva Briton's
voice slip through. If she's right, and we are dealing with Master Vile,
it looks like he's trying to finally get rid both Silver Rangers at one
time. What are we going to do?
Perhaps one or both Kahvas could sense him, for Kahva Kilanye spoke ever
so softly, but firmly to Billy, "We will find her, Vile will not claim
Sheena or any of us as his prizes. But you, Kahva and I are all being blocked
from reaching Sheena." Kahva sighed, she couldn't hide the fatigue
in her voice anymore. "My strength is limited since my body is still
here; if there were another, one who wasn't... perhaps they could get through
to her."
Billy's eyes widened at that suggestion. "Another ghost? But who?
I mean, who else could be strong enough to get through to Sheena in the
mental state she's in right now?"
Tommy couldn't help but shiver at the thought of another ghost being called.
"How could we get it here anyway?"
Kahva looked him squarely in the eyes, this wouldn't be easy for the Red
Ranger to hear. "There is only one who has both the strength and the
desire to help, I believe, and you must call him, Tommy."
"Huh? Me? Why me?"
"As Sheena is my most direct descendant, you are his. My son, Tilrak:
the first Diamond Ranger. You must call him, Tommy. He may very well be
our only hope."
"I don't know if I can do that, I - I don't have Kahva's ability to
channel someone... do I?"
"Not exactly, no. But you are the only one who can contact Tilrak.
We can help you contact him, and with your help, bring him here. You will
not be channeling him as Kahva is channeling me, but you will provide his
anchor. He is also Sheena's ancestor, I believe he is the only one who
can get through to her." Kahva said no more, the choice was Tommy's.
He trembled slightly at the thought of calling the ghost. What if I can't
do it? He looked at Billy and Kahva, his resolve immediately strengthening.
I have to do it, I have to try. Four people need me to try, Billy, both
Kahvas, and Sheena herself.
"What do I have to do?" Kahva Kilanye and Kahva Briton took turns
telling Tommy what to expect, with Kahva Kilanye doing most of the explaining.
Billy excused himself to check out the floor below, still hoping to find
another way to the other side of the cave-in. Several minutes later, blaster
fire caught their attention, then the sound of running footsteps. Billy
ran back in, morphed, shoving the heavy iron door they had all entered
through earlier closed. A chorus of angry mechanical voices could faintly
be heard through the door, kicking and scratching noises soon followed.
"If you're going to call Tilrak, do it now! We're trapped, and I don't
know how long that door will hold the Cogs off." He was winded and
alarmed, even the wolf design on his helmet seemed anxious. Tommy morphed
as a precaution, then sat down beside Kahva on the floor.
"Let's do it."
* * * "No, I can't do it," Sheena shook her head suddenly. "Even
if Zordon takes my powers from me, it's only right. If I caused their death,
then I don't deserve to be a Power Ranger."
Josh gritted his teeth. This wasn't going to be easy, it seemed. "Sheena,
it was an accident. You were out of control; I understand that, I've known
you for years. Zordon only thinks about what's best, or what he thinks
is best for the team. If you caused the death of two Rangers and your soul-sister,
then he won't let you be a Ranger. He'd rather there be no Silver Ranger
than a murderous one. He'll not only kick you out of the Rangers, he'll
shut you off from everybody. He may even find a way to take the cabin from
you." Josh stared hard at her, his eyes showing only coolness. "And
how are you going to explain everything to Billy and Tommy's parents? Have
you thought about how they are going to react, knowing that you killed
their sons? What will David think, you've killed his brother!"
Sheena shook for a moment. She tried again to reach the others, hoping
they were just unconscious, injured, but alive! Once more, she reached
only blackness. A tear made its way down her cheek as she remembered her
dream from the night before. It had been a warning, one she hadn't heeded.
She'd lost control, let her dark side take over, the part of her that only
wanted to destroy: and it had cost her the lives of those she loved.
"Sheena?" Josh laid a hand on her shoulder. "Please, come
home with me. I have a way to take us both back to where we belong."
Something about that was wrong. Something about what he was saying was
wrong, but Sheena couldn't put her finger on it. Her head felt like a thousand
jackhammers were inside, all pounding at top speed. She could barely begin
to think in the first place, much less figure out what was going on. All
that was really getting through to her was that Josh was her friend, he'd
never lie to her or try to hurt her.
"I... I don't know," she whispered. "My head hurts so much!
Something's wrong with me, I shouldn't be hurting like this..."
"You probably got hit on the head when the ceiling fell in,"
Josh stroked her head gently, trying to soothe her pain. Sheena relaxed
into the minor massage, and slowly the headache eased just a trifle. "You're
going to be all right... as soon as we get you home."
Sheena nodded, wincing as the pain flared through her head at the movement.
"I want to go home, Josh. How can we get there?"
Josh gently pushed her into a sitting position against the wall and moved
out of her sight. While he was gone, Sheena closed her eyes and wept a
few quiet tears for those she loved. How could this mission have failed
so badly? They were just coming up here... to... what were they up here
to do?
"What does it matter?" she mumbled under her breath. "I'm
going to go home... I've been here too long... lost what I loved..."
A few moments later, Josh was back with her. He had a small device in his
hands that beeped and flashed rather nicely. Wonder how he got that...
does it matter? She smiled a little. "How is that going to get us
home?"
Josh smiled and pointed it at the doorway to the cell they'd taken refuge
in. A push of a button later, and a strange greyish portal was there. "Cool!"
she smiled. "And that's going to take us home?"
He nodded. "Right to where you belong, Sheena. Right where you belong."
* * * "Isn't there anything we can do to stop this thing?" The
Rangers were being forced back step by step by the monster.
"Jason, can you fly the Phoenix Zord like you did back when we had
to beat Decharger?" Adam called out. "If you can, we can form
the Zeo MegaZord and blast this thing to pieces!"
"Why didn't I think of that?" Jason muttered under his breath.
"Good idea Adam, I'll be back!" I'm supposed to be leading, but
I can't even think of something as simple as that! I've been out of this
too long as a leader, I'll be so glad to hand the reins back to Sheena.
I hope they're all right.
He was rolling back to the Power Chamber in moments, and took a few extra
seconds to sneak another look at the data they were getting on what was
happening. The readings on Sheena's Silver Power were so low... he shivered
to think of what must be happening up there. He spared a glance up to the
sky, to where he could see the moon, just barely visible in the afternoon
sky.
"Whatever's going on, Sheena, you can deal with it. I know you can.
We all love you, girl." Something prompted him to whisper those words
of encouragement, he had no idea why. But he did know it made him feel
better as he headed back out in the Phoenix Zord.
"Time to kick some machine butt!" he announced his return to
the fight. "Let's do it, guys!"
* * * Mondo watched the viewscreen, evil anticipation filling his metallic
heart. It was amazing. Vile had done it! He couldn't wait to see how the
look of pain that now gleamed in Sheena's green eyes would change to betrayal
when she found out her 'friend Josh' was bringing her not to that other
universe, but straight into the Machine Skybase!!
Then... oh then, how betrayal would turn to servitude as he broke her already
weakened will and she once more was his willing slave. She had defeated
several dozen of his Cogs; he now had a much better idea of just how destructive
she could be when properly used.
The first thing she'll do is prove to her so-worried friends that she's
still alive... but they won't like it very much when they see her again!
That will change, of course. I think I'll have her give them the potion
herself, to drive home how completely she serves me. By this time tomorrow,
I will have my ultimate warrior, my field general, my inventor, and who
knows just how many different things Kahva Briton will be able to do, if
Klank can work around that protection in her blood? I think I'll have her
saved for last, maybe breaking her down will make things easier. The last
to go will see her fellow captives go before her... oh, the pain that will
cause!! Oh yes, I will have them all, they will all be under my command...
they will all be MINE. And all thanks to MY Silver Ranger...
* * * "Tilrak. Tilrak Kilanye," Tommy whispered the name over
and over again, reaching out with untrained senses. Oh, man, this isn't
going to work! How could it?
You would be surprised, descendant. You would be surprised. He looked up
at the warm voice in his mind. Hovering above him, semi-transparent, was
the spirit of a man. He appeared to be in his late thirties or early forties,
with a great sadness in his eyes, and what appeared to be a uniform that
vaguely resembled Tommy's own as the White Ranger. Awed, Tommy slowly took
off his helmet in a show of respect to the warrior, catching Billy doing
the same thing out of the corner of his eye.
Words were failing the Red Ranger. "I... uh... well... ummm... Tilrak
Kilanye, I presume?" Tommy stared. The ghost smiled briefly.
Indeed I am. You have called me for a reason, I believe?
"Uh, yeah, we... umm... I did," Tommy could only keep staring,
he'd never really believed it would work. But now, his own ancestor was
standing... or floating... just above him!
"Tilrak, my son," Kahva Kilanye spoke, staring up at the spirit.
"It is I."
Tilrak stared in his own turn, in what could only be sheer shock. M- mother?
How can it be? How is it you are... are you alive? What is this body you
have? What is happening here?
"This body is not my own, but I am graciously being allowed to use
it temporarily. Hopefully I can explain this to you later, but for now
our time is short, and you are our only hope." Kahva Kilanye swiftly
explained why they had called him there, and what they needed him for.
Tilrak's expression turned from friendly warmth to cold hate. Vile seeks
to destroy another of my blood? The one my mother died to send her powers
to? This will NOT be! I will not let it happen!!
Tilrak faded away. Billy stared at Kahva. "He hates Vile. He hates
Vile worse than anything I've ever seen, I could feel it in his voice."
Kahva nodded. "He lived and died hating Vile, for it was Vile who
took his father and sisters from him, who forced me to send him to Edenoi
to grow up, who I died to escape, whom he died fighting. There is nothing
he wishes more than to destroy Vile utterly for all time."
"And we just sent him to help Sheena." Billy looked nervous suddenly.
"In the mental state she's in... my God, what have we done?"
Kahva stared sadly at the pile of rubble, but in her eyes flickered the
light of a faint, desperate hope. Billy and Tommy weren't sure which Kahva
whispered the words.
"The only thing we could do." Tread softly, Tilrak. More than
just Sheena's life hangs in the balance...
* * * "Are you ready to go, Sheena?" Josh asked, helping her
to stand. She glanced at the portal, then back at her friend. She knew
there was something wrong here, but what was it? Something just out of
sight, just out of awareness, was warning her of something. "Your
friends at home miss you, you know. Things haven't been the same since
you left."
"Really?" She smiled a bit; she had missed them all so much.
Her friends here... they... they were gone. Her heart spasmed with pain
as she thought of Billy, Kahva, Tommy... all gone, all dead, all thanks
to her. Oh Goddess, what have I done? I've broken Your teachings, I've
killed my friends, my family... Josh tugged at her, drawing her attention
back to him.
"Yes really, it hasn't been the same. We've missed you." Josh
guided her towards the portal, it was almost as if he were dragging her...
like the Cogs had...
Sheena stopped in her tracks. That was what was wrong! She remembered,
they'd come up here to get Kahva Kilanye's body, and Cogs had attacked
them. The hit she'd taken to the head when the roof had caved in must have
given her partial amnesia, how could she have forgotten it?
"Sheena?" Josh looked a bit confused. "What's wrong?"
"I have to go back up there. Back up to the tower," she told
him. "I'll leave here later, I've got to at least get Kahva Kilanye's
body back to Earth, so the others can send it to Eltar for a proper burial.
I can do that much at least."
Josh gritted his teeth in outrage. "They already took it back,"
he told her quickly. "They were able to teleport all the bodies back,
now they're looking for you: to take your powers from you."
Sheena went white. How did he find that out? She hadn't wanted to believe
him, not deep down. But... did she really have a choice now? Josh wouldn't
lie to me...
Stop this outrage!!!!! A glowing, furious transparent figure appeared above
them both. Sheena stepped automatically in between it and Josh; she'd allow
nothing to harm her friend.
"Who are you?" she asked, ready to morph at a moment's notice.
"What are you doing here?"
Sheena Devereaux Cranston, Silver Ranger, I am Tilrak Kilanye, your ancestor,
and the first Diamond Ranger. The spirit stared at her in fury and a touch
of wonder. Vile walks these halls, he is with you now, he seeks to destroy
you, descendant of my mother and myself!
"Don't believe him, Sheena, this is some trick of Mondo's," Josh
whispered to her. "He did something like this when I first got here,
trying to make me think you were dead. If we can get through the portal,
we'll be safe, it won't be able to follow us home."
Tilrak glared at Josh. You fill her heart and ears with lies! You are not
her friend nor even one who will be a friend! You... you...
The spirit's eyes glowed a bit, and then in unalloyed rage launched an
attack at Josh, screaming in wordless fury. Sheena pushed Josh away, and
snarled, "Leave him alone, he is my friend! You're nothing but some
trick of Mondo's! Leave us alone, stop impersonating someone of my blood!"
Tilrak turned to her, still furious. If you will not listen to reason,
you may listen to force. Forgive me, descendant.
He plunged towards her and a moment later, was within her. Sheena stiffened
as once again something tried to take over her will. "NO!" Her
throat was raw from the primal scream that erupted from it. Hate and rage
and pain filled her, from an outside source this time, not the endless
tide of emotions that seemed to be within her at times.
And all of it directed at one person, one being. Whoever, whatever this
was, they existed only to do one thing: destroy that which they hated.
Master Vile.
Sheena couldn't take it anymore. "Get out of me!" she snarled,
forcing the ghost away with all her might. Tilrak took shape again, and
if he had been alive, he would have been breathing heavily with shock.
You are strong, Silver Ranger, and I am glad of that strength. I will not,
cannot harm one who shares my blood, my mother's power, and my mother's
features. I have seen why you believe he who wears this guise of friendship.
I cannot help more than this: remember your powers: all of them.
He faded away a moment later. Josh put a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"You got rid of it, Sheena! You saved me."
Sheena turned to him, disbelief warring with concern in her eyes and heart.
"He... said you weren't you..."
"Who are you going to believe, Sheena? Your best friend or a trick
of Mondo's?"
At that precise moment, a pain tore into Sheena's head that drove her to
her knees. Josh held her until the agony passed, then helped her back up
to her feet. "Well, Sheena?"
She glanced at the portal, shoulders slumped. "I want to go home,
Josh."
* * * Tilrak shimmered back into being in the tower prison. Tommy looked
hopefully up at him. "Well?"
She is alive, but in pain greater than you can imagine. Vile has woven
a spell about her that plays with her mind and memories, and she believes
you are all dead, slain by her carelessness that brought the roof of this
place down. Her heart bleeds with pain and confusion and shame. I... I
fear I did not help her, I was overwhelmed with rage when I saw Vile with
her.
Billy, Tommy and Kahva Kilanye all echoed the same phrase. "Vile is
with her?"
Disguised as one she trusts and cares for. She does not know it is he,
and he has drawn nearer to convincing her to cross a dimensional portal
with him. She believes it will take her back to where she grew up.
"Vile would never do that," Billy breathed, wanting nothing more
than to rush to Sheena's rescue at that moment. "He must have something
else in mind."
"You're right," Kahva Kilanye spoke. "If he has joined forces
with Mondo, his plans could be many. To trap Sheena for the Machine King,
for himself, or who knows what else? Vile has sought out the Silver Line
in every generation, some have barely escaped his evil, some have not."
"And we all know why Mondo wants her," Tommy sighed. His shoulder
twinged in remembered pain; Sheena had done serious damage to the Rangers
while under Mondo's control a year and more earlier.
I did what I could, my friends, Tilrak glanced at them all. But my rage
overwhelmed my good sense. If I had been able to control myself... then
perhaps Sheena would be free now.
"There's no need to beat yourself over the head, Tilrak," Billy
advised. "Sheena's going to be all right; we have to believe that."
I just wish I could convince myself of that. I need to get to her. She
needs me. Sheena, I love you! Oh please, hear me, Sheena, we're all alive,
we're all with you! Always!
Tommy looked down; if only he could help more. He'd only come because Kahva
Kilanye was his ancestor as well; he was glad he had come for that alone,
to 'meet' her once again. If only the rest of it hadn't happened... Sheena,
cousin, friend, we're here for you. We need you, you need us, and we're
always there for each other. That's what being family's all about... remember...
Within her own body, a spectator to the events transpiring, Kahva Briton
reached out again for her sister, her friend, the only family she had in
this world. She could feel something pushing her away, but it wasn't as
strong as it had been before. It is Vile, Kahva Kilanye whispered to her.
And more of his energy was going towards subverting Sheena's mind and memories
to his will... he didn't have it to spare to block them. Keep fighting,
Sheena, you'll make it! You've got the strength to do it! Don't let him
win! We love you!!
Kahva Kilanye could feel Sheena's strength fading in and out. Kahva Briton
and Billy were linked to Sheena, but in some ways, at some levels, Kahva
Kilanye was Sheena. They shared blood, power, looks, memories. Sheena was
herself, her own person, as was Kahva Kilanye, but their bond was far,
far stronger and deeper than anyone suspected. If she had been in her own
body, tears would have glowed in her eyes for the pain she knew her descendant
was feeling now. As it was, she held those tears in, concealing even their
existence from Kahva Briton. Remember what you are, Sheena, remember who
you are! The power lies within you to break free of his spells, as it was
to free you from Mondo's control! You are the Silver Ranger, you are my
descendant, my heir, and I love you as none other in the cosmos can! Be
strong!
* * * The Zeo MegaZord surged towards the monster, sword in hand. With
one devastating blow, the creature collapsed, defeated at last. Jason took
a deep breath, he had thought the fight would end. "We need to help
the others now," he told the Rangers quickly of what he'd learned.
"If we can."
Jason opened a communications link to the Power Chamber. "Is there
any change in anything?" he asked.
NO, JASON. Zordon reported. THE BARRIER IS STILL UP, BUT WE ARE WORKING
AS HARD AS WE CAN.
Jason closed his eyes as they returned to the Zord Holding Bay. Whatever's
going on up there, you can handle it, Sheena. I have faith in you, my friend.
You always said I was the best leader of the Rangers. That's not true.
You are. You'll bring them all back safely. I know you will.
Adam stared at the moon. His best friend, his best friend's wife, Tommy
and Kahva, all were in danger up there. There had to be something they
could do, some way to get to them, bring them all back safe. Do your best,
Sheena, you always have and will. We believe in you. We all do, you have
to know that. I know you know that. Come back soon: all of you.
Rocky, for once, wasn't in the mood for a joke as he took in what was going
on. Wish I could be there to help them. I don't know what I could do, but
I'd feel better than just standing here, doing nothing. They need our help
up there, and there's nothing we can do! I just hope Sheena can get through
whatever's happening to her up there. I hope they all can.
Tanya closed her eyes, hoping against all hope that their friends would
make it back. I want to be there with them, but we can't get through that
shield. If Billy were here, he could do it... of course, that's part of
the problem, he's one of the ones up there! You guys had better make it
back to us, we need you all.
Kat fought back tears as she heard how Tommy, Kahva, Billy and Sheena were
trapped in the palace. They couldn't be sure just yet of what was going
on up there, but according to what they were able to figure out, the odds
were fairly good Mondo was working with someone... but who and why were
a mystery. Come back to me, Tommy. We haven't gone through all this just
to lose you to some dumb Cog or whatever's up there. I love you. I'll love
you forever. Sheena and Billy said it best. Together forever, forever together,
always and eternity. That's how long I'll love you. Don't you dare leave
me.
As one, the Power Rangers' thoughts turned to their friends on the moon.
Their hearts filled with love and need.
And somewhere, someone heard them.
* * * As she and Josh headed for the portal, Sheena stopped once again.
Something... something was teasing at her mind. Something else she couldn't
put her finger on. Something she couldn't place. Something she had to deal
with before leaving. Can it be? I have to be sure...
"Josh," she said softly. "Just a moment."
"What is it now?" His voice held an edge of impatience to it.
"The longer we stay, the more likely it is we'll be found. Do you
want to lose your powers, lose everything?"
"I... I feel something... I... maybe one of them is alive. Maybe Kahva...
Billy... Tommy... one of them... could be alive." She reached out
again, and this time the darkness was fading, falling back, one of them,
maybe more was alive...
Then the darkness slammed down again. Sheena reeled in surprise, nearly
falling over she was so shocked. "Wh... what was that?" she murmured.
I know there was something, is something...
"It doesn't matter," Josh told her. "Let's go!" He
had her by the arm again. Sheena shook it off and turned to the portal.
"All right, little brother," she sighed. It wasn't worth the
fighting, she was too tired to resist. It seemed the darkness took her
strength every time she tried to get past it. "Let's go home. Come
on."
Josh smiled. "I'm coming, Sheena." Sheena stepped towards the
portal, relief at giving in filling her. She was going back with her 'little
brother'... going home.
She stopped where she stood. "What did you just say?" She turned
back towards Josh, raising an eyebrow in query.
"I said I'm coming, Sheena." Josh looked at her curiously. Sheena
nodded.
"Yeah. That's what I thought you said," Sheena backflipped away
from the portal, landing near the back of the cell and didn't take her
eyes off him for a second. "I don't know who you are, what you are,
but I know who you aren't! You're not Josh!"
"You're confused, Sheena," he stepped towards her. "Of course
I am. Who else would I be?"
"I haven't any idea," she told him, beginning to concentrate
on something. "But the real Josh never calls me by my name when I
call him 'little brother'. He calls me 'big sister'. You're an imitation:
a good one, I'll admit that much. But not perfect."
Fire burned all around Sheena for a moment, a gleaming bright silvery fire
that burned away the spell he had used to keep her from realizing the inconsistencies
and lies he'd kept feeding her. "My ancestor Tilrak gave me the clues
I needed to realize the truth. He hates Vile, and he attacked you. He must
not have been fooled by your illusion. He told me to remember my powers,
all of them, and one of them is this: the Silver Flame, to burn away all
evil that I don't want associated with me!"
"Josh" hissed and a black glow surrounded him suddenly. A moment
later, Master Vile stood before her, a sword in one hand. "You'll
never escape here alive, Silver Ranger!"
Sheena stood frozen suddenly, her heartbeat accelerating to nearly twice
its normal rate. She could feel the others now, could feel both Kahvas
and Billy and Tommy all alive and all worried over her. But in front of
her stood her familial enemy, the one who'd forced her into another dimension,
who'd torn her away from her birth-family, who'd tried to deprive her of
her birthright, who'd forced the death of her ancestor, who'd killed many
of her family. She could only stare in shocked helplessness.
Vile charged at her, and though Sheena couldn't move consciously, she'd
been trained too thoroughly in ki-see not to defend herself. A quick lateral
thrust of her hand pushed the blade away from where it would've pierced
her heart, though it did cut deeply into her shoulder. Sheena spat out
an oath, then kicked Vile away from her, morphing in the same moment.
"If you want a fight, you're going to get it!" Sheena told him.
"There's fifteen thousand years of my ancestors who have a score to
settle with you, Vile!"
"Some other time!" Vile snarled, and was gone a moment later.
Sheena shook her head, clearing the last cobwebs from her thoughts. In
the sudden silence, she could hear the faint sound of Cogs from higher
up.
"The guys need me," she muttered to herself as she headed towards
them at a full run. "Time to do my job."
* * * "They're breaking down the door!" Billy yelled, he and
Tommy pulling on their helmets at the same time. Tilrak floated near his
mother's body, unable to fight without a body, but ever alert, in case
he could help somehow, some way. Kahva Briton was once again in control
of her own body, with Kahva Kilanye just close enough in her mind to help
in the coming battle. "Kahva, get behind us, don't let any of them
touch Kahva Kilanye's body!"
"If they want her, they'll have to kill me first," she gritted
out, the fire in her eyes showing she meant every word. "We are ready,"
both Kahvas said, both of their voices sounding together clearly for the
first time. The effect was slightly chilling, Billy shoved down the shiver
that threatened take over his spine. Though he couldn't see Tommy's face
under his helmet, the tiny vibration in his shoulders told him it had affected
him the same way. A sudden double explosion surprised them, one came from
the doorway, which was now a molten mass, the other from the cave-in. "We're
surrounded!" Kahva Briton yelled, her own voice the only one sounding
this time. Cogs were pouring in from both entrances now. "I don't
see Sheena in there!"
That means they've taken her away, she's been somewhere else all this time...
If Vile has harmed her, I'll rip him apart with my bare hands!! Billy launched
himself at the nearest three Cogs, taking them down in one fell swoop.
"What have you done with her?!" With the battle begun, they almost
didn't hear one Cog answer Billy's question.
"She is the prisoner of the great King Mondo and Master Vile,"
it stated in a metallic monotone. "You are their prisoners also. Surrender,
resistance is -"
"SHUT UP!!!!!" Kahva screamed, viciously decapitating the unfortunate
messenger with her quarterstaff. The battle waged on, the three young people
quickly surrounded by a growing Cog scrap pile as they fought on, driven
by the need to find Sheena. But the Cogs kept coming.
Tommy risked a glance at his friends; Billy was struggling with a full
dozen Cogs, Kahva fending off nearly that many herself, holding true to
her promise: if they wanted Kilanye's body, they would have to kill her.
He could tell by the fighting style that Kilanye must be supplying the
moves and direction, but they would soon be overwhelmed. He couldn't watch
any of them a second longer, as he found himself nearly buried by over
a dozen Cogs. We can't last much longer... We tried, Sheena, please forgive
us... So busy was he fighting the swarm of Cogs, he didn't feel the slight
warm nudge in his mind... just before his world went black.
* * * "You had her, how could you let her escape?!" Mondo lumbered
after the dark wizard with a speed Vile would never have thought possible.
He whirled and pointed his sword at Mondo's throat, drawing the mechanical
overlord to a screeching halt at its tip, still covered with some of the
Silver Ranger's blood.
"Don't you dare to insult me, you metal misfit! How was I to know
everything about her friends from that other dimension? I saw her dreams,
I twisted them, I gleaned what information I could from them, and in one
month I came closer to destroying her than you have in thirteen!! You claimed
all along to be the expert on her, 'I could show you this, I know that'
- phagh!!" he spat. "I, at least, have drawn her blood personally,
if it were not for that blasted Silver Flame stunning me for a few seconds,
I would have drawn more!!! Can you say the same? Have you dared to try
and fight her? I think not!!"
Vile threw his sword off to the side in disgust, not noticing it nearly
taking Klank's arm off. As the two overlords continued to blame each other
for their failings, Klank carefully swiped off Sheena's blood with a rag,
then pocketed it discreetly. If we ever do get her again, I want to make
sure she can't possibly break the spell of the potion again. This sample
of her blood should give me what I need. Klank watched his master and the
overbearing wizard arguing, neither one willing to concede that they had
both underestimated the Silver Ranger, and the love her friends had for
her. Maybe I should also try something other than the potion, something
she wouldn't expect... ah, that's it! I must tell King Mondo of this idea
- when Master Vile isn't around. King Mondo wants the Silver Ranger for
his own: and I will not fail him by letting Vile find out about what I
have in mind.
Mondo cast a look at the viewscreen, cheered by the sight of the Red and
Sapphire Rangers being overwhelmed by his mass of Cogs. Kahva Briton is
holding up better than I would have thought, how is that possible? It matters
not, she will fall, she is about to right now, then those two Rangers will
crumble. In minutes, they will be MINE. "Vile," he said aloud.
"Perhaps we still have a chance at our prize. Sheena will do anything
to keep her friends from being hurt, I've come close to breaking her before,"
Mondo stated with satisfaction, remembering Sheena's earlier words in Kahva
Kilanye's cell. "My Cogs will capture her friends, and we will have
our prize." All I have to do is have Klank strap Kahva Briton down
to his examining table again and Sheena will break once more! Maybe I'll
even have him do the same to Tommy and Billy, but by threatening Kahva
first, Sheena will do what she did a month ago: surrender. And this time,
there will be no one to stop her from becoming MY Silver Ranger again:
this time forever. With greedy eyes, Mondo and Vile watched the battle
in the tower, each tasting their own sweet victory they knew was at hand.
* * * "They just keep coming!" Tommy heard Billy cry out. I'm
not unconscious then? But why is everything black? It took the Red Ranger
a few moments to clear the cobwebs. The reason everything was black was
because he had over a dozen Cogs on top of him. I can't get them off me,
I don't have the leverage... The warm nudge to his mind that he'd barely
noticed seconds before came again, stronger this time.
"This is no time to lie down on the job, dear cousin," a welcome
voice sounded in his ears. In less than five seconds, Sheena pulled the
Cogs off of Tommy and hauled him to his feet. "We'll all catch a nap
later, I promise."
"Sheena? But how -"
"Answers later, Tommy. We've got to help Billy and Kahva!" Tommy
smiled at his cousin under his helmet, then unleashed a ferocious double-kick
at a Cog trying to sneak up on her.
"What are we waiting for, then?" The cousins fought their way
to Billy next; pulling, punching and kicking Cogs every which way. Sheena
reached him first, yanking a Cog off of Billy's back that was trying to
choke him. Billy whirled as he felt the Cog leaving his back, fists balled
and ready to attack his new threat. Sheena casually caught his hand in
mid-air, sparing a moment to chuckle slightly.
"Is that anyway to greet your wife?"
"Sheena? Sheena!! You're safe, I - "
"Wahoo!!" an excited shout came from behind Billy. "You
stupid Cogs have had it now, the Silver Ranger's back in town!!!"
Kahva was spinning and kicking and whacking Cogs with all her remaining
strength and Kahva Kilanye's skill. Her voice revealed her fatigue, but
you couldn't mistake its defiant tone: she wasn't going down without a
fierce fight, and the sight of her soul-sister had given her a tremendous
emotional boost.
Sheena grinned at Billy. "Can't let her and Tommy have all the fun."
"Lead the way, my love." Sheena and Billy fought their way over
to Kahva, Tommy had reached her a few seconds before. The four young people
slowly reduced the number of Cogs surrounding them, gaining some breathing
room after several long, exhausting minutes. They finally got a chance
to stop for a few precious seconds when the incoming Cogs found they were
hindered in getting to their prey because they had to climb over the forms
of the Cogs who had fought before them. "Kahva, I think now would
be a good time to shift us out of here," Billy said without even looking
behind him at the girl.
"Thought you'd never ask," she replied after a pause that lasted
a few seconds too long. Billy turned and looked at her, she had sunk to
her knees by Kahva Kilanye's body, winded and pale. "Everybody ready?"
They all nodded, gathering close. She's not got the strength, she's fought
the Cogs too long, it took us too long to get all together! Billy thought
frantically. Even before Kahva could try to shift them out, Billy tapped
his communicator, but they still couldn't get through Mondo's shield. "Let's
go," Kahva managed to get out, clasping Sheena's hand.
Billy watched as a shadowy grey circle started to form around them, a sight
familiar to the Rangers now. Please let her be able to hold it... He watched
as it grew large enough to surround them all - then vanished. "I can't
keep it long enough," Kahva gasped. "I need a couple of minutes
to regroup." The Sapphire Ranger immediately pulled out his blaster
and fired off three precisely aimed shots at the ceiling outside of the
cell. Stone and mortar cascaded down on the Cogs attempting to scale over
their fallen comrades, burying them: and also effectively sealing off the
young people from any other exit.
"Think that will hold them off long enough?" Sheena asked, still
holding her sister's shaky hand.
"It had better." A slight rumbling sound from overhead drew their
attention. "But I may have started a chain reaction, I don't know
how long the ceiling is going to last now. But it was the only way to keep
them off of us." Billy knelt by Kahva now also. "Take a few seconds
and try again, you can do it."
"No we can't," Kahva Kilanye's voice came this time. "We
fought for too long, we've used too much of her strength and my own, there
were so many Cogs... if only I were stronger, could give her a boost...
I'm sorry Sheena, you wouldn't be here, none of you would, if it hadn't
been for me."
"Hey, there are some things you don't have control over, and one of
them is me." Sheena flashed a small smile. "Tilrak could tell
you that, I'm not easy to try to control."
Kahva smiled, then a wild hope dawned on her face. "Tilrak... yes,
that's it! Til, my son, you are much stronger than me, if you could help
Kahva, give her the strength she needs, she could get us out of here. Can
you do it?"
Tilrak floated silently above them, considering his mother's words. If
she can receive me, yes, I think I can.
"Trust me my son, if anyone can, she can." Before the others
quite realized what was happening, Kahva Kilanye's spirit left Kahva's
body and reentered her own lifeless one, Tilrak entering Kahva even as
his mother left. Kahva Briton stood abruptly, eyes wide with a wild, fiery
strength and power.
"We're leaving," she stated flatly, pulling Billy and Sheena
up with her, and the portal formed, opened and took them away in the space
of a heartbeat. Scant seconds later, the first of the remaining Cogs broke
their way through the wall of stone and mortar that had kept them from
their intended prisoners. It had enough time to realize the young people
had escaped with the first Silver Ranger's body before the ceiling caved
in, filling the cell.
* * * "Ay-yi-yi, Zordon, they're back!" Alpha cried out happily
as the familiar grey portal formed in the center of the Power Chamber.
The Rangers backed out of the way as their friends took shape within it.
AND THEY HAVE HER BODY, Zordon smiled as he recognized the still form.
It had been so long... so very long...
As the portal faded, a transparent form rose from within Kahva Briton and
hovered near them. She crashed to her knees as this happened, too weak
to stand. "Last stop, Power Chamber, everybody off and out, the Kahva
Express is done for the day," she joked faintly. Sheena immediately
demorphed and knelt by her soul-sister. "My brain cells are singed..."
she mumbled softly as Alpha shuffled over to check the weary girl.
"Who or what is that?" came Rocky's strangled voice, staring
at the waiting ghost. It looked an extremely little bit like Tommy, more
an attitude than an actual physical resemblance, and it seemed so sad...
And why did it come out of Kahva? What happened up there? He didn't need
to look at the others to know they were just as surprised and puzzled as
he was.
"Rocky," Tommy said as he demorphed, "and everyone else,
meet my first ancestor, the first Diamond Ranger, Tilrak Kilanye. He was
a lot of help to us up there."
No, I wasn't, Tommy. Tilrak shook his head. I let my hate for Vile overcome
all else.
"And if you hadn't, I wouldn't have been able to free myself,"
Sheena looked over from where she was helping Alpha tend to Kahva. "It
was the very fact you hated, that you could hate, that clued me in to what
was going on. Vile said you were one of Mondo's creations, but they can't
hate like that. Only something alive... or once alive... can do that."
As Alpha reassured Sheena her sister would be all right after some rest,
the Silver Ranger headed over to where her ancestor still hovered. "I
also felt something else Tilrak, when you were within me. I felt your love:
for me, for your mother, for all of our family line. Love isn't even remotely
possible for something of Mondo's." Shadows crossed her eyes. "Believe
me. I know."
Billy pulled Sheena into an embrace and tilted her head so she had to look
at him. "Sheena, you have nothing to be ashamed of. You know that."
Sheena sighed deeply. "Yeah, I know." She felt an incredible
rush of relief fill her as she said the words. She realized now she did
not have anything to be ashamed of. Mondo didn't have her, he would never
have her again. She kissed Billy, then turned back to the others. "Once
we've all had a chance to get cleaned up and changed, and when Kahva's
up to it, we're going to Eltar." Sheena grinned as she finally got
a good look at Billy and Tommy's hair. "You're both grey-haired now,
you know."
Billy smiled and brushed some of the dirt and dust out of his hair as Tommy
chuckled and started to do the same to his. "So are you. Kahva's the
only one with part of her head covered, but her ponytail is completely
grey." Billy looked at the cap he'd started to wear before they left,
still lying on the console. "Remind me to wear a hat next time."
"Will do." Sheena smiled, then her eyes flicked to Kahva Kilanye's
body, preserved in Billy's stasis field. "It's time to put my ancestor
to rest... after fifteen thousand years." You're going home, Kahva
Kilanye. You're going home.
* * * "This isn't happening!" Mondo and Vile stared incredulously
at the viewscreen as Sheena and her friends shifted back to the Power Chamber.
"You lost them all, Vile!"
Vile hissed in return, "I lost them? It was your Cogs who didn't get
in there fast enough, who didn't stop Sheena from getting to them so they
could leave!"
"This is all your fault, Vile! If you'd just kept Sheena down in that
prison a little while longer, even if she had realized your lies, we would
at least have them prisoner! But no, you had to run just because she threatened
you with 'the vengeance of fifteen thousand year's worth of her ancestors!
HAH!!! Some all- powerful evil wizard you are! Scared of ghosts!"
"I didn't see you charging in there to attack her!!! The Rangers tear
through your Cogs as if they were rusty toasters, and all you do is sit
up here and moan over it!"
"Hah!! All you did was wound Sheena... in the shoulder, that won't
even take her out of the action for long!"
The arguments went on all throughout the night.
* * * "Kahva?" Tommy called softly through her room door.
"Come on in." Tommy stepped quietly into the young woman's room,
getting his first good look at it since she had moved in. Photos from her
old world were all over the place, in frames on her desk and dresser, hanging
on the walls. They were accompanied by several photos from her new world,
she had a picture of everyone, he was sure. Oddly enough, there were only
three pictures that she herself was in, one of her and Sheena from the
other dimension, one of her and Daniel taken at the wedding, and one of
her and Daniel with Sheena and Billy after the wedding. Kahva sat up on
her bed and watched Tommy; she had taken a few moments to rest after freshening
up and changing clothes.
"Lots of pictures," he said, picking up the one of her with Daniel.
"I don't see one of the whole wedding party, I know you were in that
one too."
"Haven't found a frame I like for it yet. I don't look that good in
pictures anyway, but I am going to find one for the wedding party if it
kills me. We took one here of everybody too, I've got to find a frame for
it also. I want those two pictures with all of us up in frames in here
somewhere. And you didn't come in to talk about my pictures, Tommy. What's
up, are we almost ready to go?"
"Almost." Tommy suddenly wasn't sure if he should even be worried
about the young woman, she seemed to be all right. "Are you going
to be okay? I mean, it was pretty rough up there."
"I'll be fine, we're teleporting to Eltar, not shifting, after all,"
she assured him with a smile. The Red Ranger wasn't sure how to ask his
next question, how to get the answer he wanted. Is she really okay? Before
he could try to ask it however, Kahva spoke up again. "Tommy? Can
I ask a really big favor from you?"
"Anything."
Kahva sighed, staring at the photo of her and Sheena from their old world.
"Teach me to fight. Please?"
"Fight? You mean you want to work even more with the quarterstaff?"
"That's not exactly what I had in mind. I definitely want to keep
up my training with the staff, but I want to learn hand-to-hand combat
too. Maybe judo, since I know a couple of self-defense judo moves already.
But what happened today proves I have to learn something, and quickly."
Tommy shook his head in mild protest, kneeling at her bedside. "Kahva,
you did fine up there, and besides, we can protect you, you don't have
to learn something like judo -"
"No I didn't, and yes I do have to, Tommy. The only reason I held
up in the two Cog fights was because Kahva took over my body while I was
unconscious in the first one, and she pretty much did the same thing in
the second one; she guided and directed every single move. She might as
well have had full control. Mondo's not going to take it easy on me just
because I'm not a Ranger, I'm more of a target because of what he thinks
or hopes he can do with me. You guys can't be with me all the time, I might
not be able to get out of your way all the time, and I can't count on a
friendly warrior spirit to be floating around, ready to possess me and
help me fight. I've got to be able to defend myself better, and I've got
to build up my stamina. I can't count on a spirit to give me an energy
boost in an emergency, either."
Tommy started to protest, he didn't like the idea of a non-Ranger thinking
they had to fight, that they had no choice, but he realized instantly that
unfortunately Kahva was right, she didn't have a choice. Mondo wasn't about
to give her one. For as long as the metal overlord existed, he would be
after her, to use as a hostage, if nothing else. "Tommy, the only
reason we got out of there was because of Tilrak. My shifting ability is
more mental than physical, but so much of my physical strength was gone
after the fighting, and trying to maintain Kahva's spirit, I nearly lost
her so many times, her energy was so terribly low... but the mental part,
that was the hardest. When I got Sheena, Billy, Jason, Daniel and myself
out of the Skybase a month ago, and did all that shifting then, I was physically
exhausted and drained, but I was still pretty strong mentally. To be honest,
it was the only way I could do all the shifting, I had just barely enough
mental strength to focus and do it. If I had been physically stronger back
then, it wouldn't have drained me as much, I wouldn't have fainted as much.
But trying to maintain Kahva today, that drained me physically and mentally,
I didn't have the physical strength to compensate for the mental drain.
Tilrak gave me the energy boost I needed, he's the whole reason we got
out." Kahva took Tommy's hands in hers, her eyes pleading with him
for help. "Tommy, I need to be a better fighter, and I need to build
my overall strength. We were lucky today, we can't count on luck to be
with us all the time. I know now, more than ever, that I certainly can't
count on it. I know Sheena, she'll think I'm pushing myself too hard, help
me convince her, please Tommy?"
How can I when I'm afraid you're pushing yourself too? Tommy thought. But
the look in her eyes showed him the truth of her words. No matter how much
they all hated it, Kahva had to become a better fighter. "Okay,"
he sighed. "But don't push yourself too hard, getting hurt won't help
you at all. As for judo, I think Jason would be the better one to train
you there, that's more his strength than mine. We'll talk to him about
it after we all get back from Eltar. Come on, the others should be ready
by now." Tommy spotted Kahva's overnight bag by the door and picked
it up for her, the girl following right behind him. "And you're stronger
than you think, Kahva," he told her as they made their way to the
main chamber. "That cut on your hand should remind you of that,"
he said, pointing to his bandanna still wrapped around her left hand. "It
may have been the combined attack from you and Sheena that took it out,
but you fought off that thing all by yourself for almost two minutes, did
you realize that? It took Sheena and Billy a while to get my foot free.
Don't sell yourself so short." Kahva slowed a tiny bit, absorbing
that tidbit of information. Nearly two minutes? Surely I didn't fight it
that long. As they entered the main chamber, Kahva spotted Jason immediately;
he took her bag from Tommy and guided her into the room, placing his free
arm about her shoulders. I still have to learn how to fight better, I have
to get stronger. I just hope if I start training with Jason that Emily
will understand. I think she thinks I'm trying to come between her and
Jason or something, she's been acting so strange around me lately. Kahva
banished the thoughts from her mind before Sheena could pick up on them,
all this could wait until later. I wonder what Eltar is going to be like?
* * * "What is the name of this town again?" Kahva asked. Jason
still had an arm about her shoulders, but like her, he was drinking in
the sights of the Eltaran town. Kahva had to slip away from Jason in order
to keep pace with Sheena, who was leading them all through the town.
"Ladiska!" her sister merrily called back over her shoulder.
Of them all, Sheena was the only one who had ever visited Eltar, and she
was almost like a little girl as she showed her friends around while the
Council of Eltar made preparations for the long-delayed funeral of Kahva
Kilanye. She literally bounced down the street leading to the Power Rangers
Museum.
"Oh man, she loves this place," Tommy observed to Kat as they
watched the Silver Ranger run ahead of them. Sheena had changed just a
little since the events on the moon. Before leaving, she'd almost seemed
as if she'd been hiding something from them all. Now they knew what it
was, she'd told the rest of the Rangers just how close Mondo had come to
causing her to serve him a month previously. It had come as a surprise
to them all, but no one blamed her. They all knew how much she cared about
Kahva, and as Tommy had put it, "Even if it had happened, we would
have found some way to get you and her and Daniel away from him. But it
didn't, and it won't, so don't worry over it." Sheena finally had
forgiven herself, it appeared.
"What makes you think that?" the Pink Ranger asked dryly. As
they drew closer to the Museum, people began to crowd around them a bit,
asking for autographs. Kat turned to Tommy, "You know, I think I finally
understand why we're not supposed to let anyone on Earth know who we are!
At least onereason why, anyway," she giggled.
Tommy glanced over at Adam, who was beet-red at a few comments apparently
directed towards him by a rather attractive Eltaran lady and her young
daughter. "I think so too. Hey, where's Billy?"
"There he is," Rocky gestured a little ways ahead of them, to
where four very attractive young women had the Sapphire Ranger surrounded
and were oohing and ahhing over him. "Uh-oh... I think the real question
Tommy, is, where's Sheena?"
Just as Rocky asked that, they saw Sheena, eyes flashing, heading over
to her trapped husband. Just loudly enough so the women would hear her,
"Excuse me ladies, but my husband and I have to be moving along now."
The women turned around, and at least one of them had an almost challenging
expression on her face, until she saw just who had spoken. The other Rangers
got the definite feeling she was about to say something rude to Sheena,
who simply pinned her with a gleaming green gaze. "May I help you,
ma'am?" the Silver Ranger said calmly.
"Ummm... no, thank you," the woman replied, hurrying away. Billy
stared at his wife.
"How did you do that?" was all he asked. Sheena giggled.
"It's a female thing," she told him as she wrapped a firm arm
around him. Kahva chuckled and Billy blushed as they both clearly heard
Sheena's next thought. Any females who want to get a hand on you, Billy,
are gonna have to go through ME: and the only time I'll fight dirty is
if I'm fighting for you.
* * * "...And in here is where the history of the Rangers, from the
beginning to the present is displayed, we pride ourselves in keeping everything
up to date and extremely accurate." The museum guide smiled with pride
and nervousness all at the same time. "This is truly an honor, we
have never had all of the Rangers of any generation here at one time before,
if you find anything that isn't correct, please, let us know. The curator,
Alacor Polanyi, will be here as soon as the Council Of Eltar brings Kahva
Kilanye to the Great Rotunda here in the museum, to lie in state. Please
enjoy yourselves," she said, then bowed and left the Rangers and Kahva
to explore on their own. In the museum, they received the same looks they
had out on the streets, but in here, the citizens kept a respectful distance,
allowing the Rangers to roam freely about in peace.
"Sheena?" Kahva quietly asked.
"Yes?"
"Can I go the Council Building and find my room? People are staring,
and it's driving me crazy," she whispered.
"Yeah, I know, but it's not everyday that they see Power Rangers -"
"No, they're staring at me; I don't know why, and it's a little scary.
I'd expect it if I were a Ranger, but I'm a nobody, why are they staring
at me so strangely?" Sheena stopped short at that, she had the advantage
of having visited Eltar before, and she had warned the others they would
be recognized. She hadn't thought of what Kahva's reception, if any, would
be. Now, as she looked at the people milling about the museum, some quietly
approaching the other Rangers for a moment, then leaving them in peace,
she noticed for the first time what Kahva meant. Some of the people were
staring at Kahva, and whispering amongst themselves, a few pointing at
her as subtly as they could. It was hard to read their faces, but it seemed
they recognized her as well, or thought they did.
"I don't know, but come on, you'll like the museum. Here, come with
me, there's something you should see. Maybe there won't be as many people
at this particular exhibit." Sheena waved to Billy as she ushered
Kahva into a less trafficked area of the museum. After a few minutes, they
reached their destination. "Here we are. This is the section on Zordon,
they also talk about Elysia here, and the Mystic Springs." Kahva's
previous unease seemed to disappear as they read the plaques, and listened
to the narrator's voice on the hidden loudspeakers at each part of the
exhibit. They told of how Zordon and Ninjor had started their training
at such a young age, of their first meeting with Zordon's wife to be, Elysia,
and of her family's own particular history. Her sacrifice to save her husband
was viewed as a pivotal act in not only Eltar's history, but in the universe's
history as well. Zordon's survival enabled him to form the first Power
Rangers, and they had thwarted evil time and again ever since. There was
a hologram of Elysia with Zordon near the end of the exhibit, and Sheena
couldn't help but gasp. She knew from what Billy and Tommy had told her
that Elysia had worn the same rings she did, that the first-born female
in each generation of the Silver Line wore, and that they were a symbol
of the connection between the two families. What surprised her were the
similarities in Kahva Briton's and Elysia's appearances. Both olive-complexioned,
both dark- eyed and lovely. Elysia's hair was shown shoulder-length and
dark auburn, while Kahva's was nearly waist-length and so dark brown as
to be nearly black, but with dark auburn highlights. Her eyes were a darker
brown than Elysia's as well, a dark chocolate color that would seem black
if the young woman were angry, which was a rare occurrence. I've seen her
mad, but hardly ever angry. That's another way she and I are alike, we
don't like to lose our self-control. But that's something we both have
to learn: we can't control everything. I know I have to learn. Kahva usually
stays so quiet, doesn't talk about her feelings... Sheena broke that thought
off there, one day she would get Kahva to talk, really talk: she just had
to wait for the right moment to draw her soul-sister out.
"I think the reason they might be staring is either because of how
much we look alike, or most likely, because of how much you look like Elysia.
You're not a duplicate of her like I am of Kahva Kilanye, but you do look
like Elysia, more than I realized. You look like you could be her daughter,
or granddaughter." Sheena studied Kahva's face. "I believe that
anyone who has seen this part of the exhibit and looked at this hologram
will know you to be of Elysia's line."
Kahva sighed, looking at the image of her ancestor who had sacrificed so
much for so many, who had sent her powers into the future so they could
be used once again to defend against evil. "I guess so. What's this?"
she wondered out loud, spotting a plaque mounted on a granite boulder.
The boulder was placed before a beautiful mural of a peaceful, sparkling
springs, the waters surrounded by an exquisite meadow. "The Mystic
Springs," she read, bending over the plaque. "This must be what
it looked like before Rita destroyed it. It says that this boulder is from
there."
As they stepped closer, the narration began, just as it did at every exhibit
in the museum. A gentle voice told them of how Rina and Melantha had discovered
the Springs, how they came to be named and aligned. They're honest about
that, Kahva noted, having read the history of their discovery back at the
Power Chamber a couple of weeks earlier. They don't gloss over what Melantha
did and tried to do. Elysia's first meeting with Zordon and Ninjor was
talked about again, and the accidental discovery by Elysia of how to transport
the magical waters without their losing their power. After another minute
or so, a hologram of two young adults appeared on the mural, making them
seem to sitting at the water's edge. The narrator's voice grew even more
respectful, if that were possible. "Zordon and Elysia were blessed
with the conception of a child by the banks of the Mystic Springs, and
were given this knowledge by the Springs itself, as well as the Prophecy
Of The Child."
"What? 'Prophecy Of The Child'? I've never heard about this,"
Sheena found herself whispering to Kahva. Before her best friend could
reply, a different voice took over the narration, presenting the Prophecy.
"In thanks for the service your family has given, the sacrifices made,
and the bond that cannot be broken, we tell you that you have been blessed
with a child this day, in this place of peace. Elysia, your child, and
the children of your line that will follow, will be forever joined with
us, they are a part of us and we a part of them, lifeblood and lifeblood,
just as it was with Rina, so shall it be with you and your line. Your family
and kin will always have the protection we have freely given, but you and
your line are our blood, and we are yours, joined together forever. Remember
this: there will be a trial of sorrow and pain, death and non-life. When
lifeblood joins lifeblood, the circle will be complete, and a new dawn
will be seen. The Child will have returned to right the wrong, bringing
what will be dead back to life. This we promise you, Elysia and Zordon.
Your sacrifice and loss will not be in vain, rather it will save those
who are to come. You will know this time, by the return of the first and
last of the past yet to come."
Sheena shivered at the haunting Prophecy, Master Madas' words floating
back to her: "You shall return, Sheena, when the first and the last
of the past come home here to Eltar, you shall return." I thought
that maybe he meant us bringing back Kahva Kilanye's body, when I thought
about his words this morning, but now... now I'm not so sure. What does
this Prophecy mean?
"I see you have found the exhibit of your ancestor, my dear,"
came the narrator's voice, but from over their shoulders this time. Sheena
whirled about, as startled as Kahva, to find a kind-faced man, most likely
in his late forties or early fifties by Earth standards, looking straight
at Kahva. "Elysia's features betray your lineage, my dear. I am Alacor
of Eltar, though I am more commonly known as Alacor Polanyi, curator of
this museum. I am of Melantha's line, from her brother's family. Zordon
said your name was Kahva Briton, if I recall correctly?" He was matter-of-fact
and straight to the point, but in a gentle manner, not a threatening one.
Kahva hesitantly took his outstretched hand and shook it. "Y-yes,
I am. Umm, you're of Melantha's family line?" She relaxed quickly
as she stared deeply into his eyes. Sheena was amazed at the sight of them,
their faces spoke volumes in the span of seconds. There was trust, belief,
family recognition and love flowing between them; on some instinctive level,
they knewthey were family, though distant family, without anyone having
to tell them so.
"Yes, just as you are undoubtedly of Elysia's," he smiled in
return. "It is good to finally see you face to face, cousin."
"Yeah, I guess we are sort of distant cousins," Kahva laughed
lightly. "I'm sorry, I'm being rude, I haven't introduced Sheena here."
"There is no need to apologize, I was the one who interrupted the
exhibit, I startled you. It is an honor to meet you, my Lady Ranger,"
Alacor bowed to Sheena.
"Please, just call me Sheena. And it's my pleasure to meet the realcurator
this time. I think the man who posed as the curator last time was just
a fan who couldn't think of any other way to approach me." Alacor
nodded and smiled.
"Apparently so, Sheena. Please, let me restart the narration, have
it pick up where I interrupted it." Alacor went to the side of the
exhibit and pressed a hidden button. As he rejoined them, the narration
picked up the last line of the Prophecy, then continued with the first
narrator's voice. It told of Elysia's sacrifice, and the formation of the
first Power Rangers years later.
"For thousands of years, it has been thought that all of Elysia's
family died in Master Vile's purge, but recently, an heir apparent has
come forward. Whether or not this heir proves to be true, or possibly the
Child of the Prophecy, remains to be seen." Alacor paled and immediately
went to shut off the narrative, then proceeded to shut down the exhibit
itself. Sheena couldn't tell who was more shaken, the curator, or Kahva.
"I am so sorry, that narration was to have been updated last week.
We have had - interference - by well-meaning, but in my opinion, misguided
and close-minded..." Alacor took a breath and smiled tightly. "There
are some on the Council of Eltar who have been slow to accept that you
are the last of Elysia's line, my dear, even though the scientific evidence
provided by Zordon has been quite clear. I'm afraid that his hesitance
in one detail has caused them to ignore what has been proven to be true,
and rumor has started to spread."
"What are you talking about Alacor?" Sheena calmly demanded,
clenching and unclenching her hand behind her back, hidden by her hair.
"Kahva is the last of Elysia's line, her energy signature proves it.
What hesitance? Zordon told us Kahva is of Elysia's family."
"Yes, of that there is no doubt, her energy signature and her blood
prove her heritage." Alacor paused, casting an uncomfortable look
at Kahva, who judging by her appearance, wasn't feeling much better than
he. "Elysia told her brother Seth in a message that she was going
to send her powers into the future, so they could be used again to defend
against evil. She also told him she would try to send the essence of her
and Zordon's unborn child with the powers; for she had finally understood
the Prophecy. She felt their child was the one the Prophecy spoke of. But
when Seth tried to talk to Zordon after Elysia's death, and tell him of
what Elysia had done, Zordon wouldn't talk to him, he couldn't bring himself
to talk of Elysia at all, it hurt him too much. I understand that it was
only your discovery of Elysia's diary rods, Sheena," Alacor looked
at her, "that sparked him to look at the message she left him so long
ago."
"But one of the rods was damaged, and some of the information was
lost. We know from it that Elysia sent her powers into the future, but
nothing about an essence," Sheena replied. "Elysia found her
last descendant, your Kahva Briton, the one the essence and her gifts had
gone to," her ancestor had told Tommy and Billy. Sheena looked at
Kahva, she was plainly in shock.
"You're saying... that I'm not me, I'm somebody else. That's what
you think, isn't it?" Kahva softly asked her new-found cousin.
"Kahva, what has been believed for quite some time now, is that Elysia
was successful in sending the essence of her unborn child into the future
along with her powers. But you are who you are. Kahva," he took both
her hands in his, "Elysia and Zordon's child had been in her womb
barely two months. It had not developed a consciousness, but a few traits
had formed, tiny things, like maybe the way you tilt your head, a few very
small things like that. That is the way with Eltaran children. It carried
their blood to you. But the one thing she tried to make sure the essence
did carry, if nothing else, was your name. Any convictions you have are
your own, someone else's have not been forced on you before you were even
born, trust me. The essence merely strengthens, maybe even augments your
personal beliefs. It is a part of you, it doesn't control you or anything
like that. Had you been born without the essence, you would still be who
you are, the daughter of your birth parents. The essence makes you Zordon
and Elysia's child, but you are still the child of your birth parents as
well. Elysia did not believe that one life should be erased, a life that
was meant to be, simply so another life could come forward. She told Seth
in her message that the essence would find someone of her line that should
have had a child, but for whatever reason, had not been able to. Then the
essence and her powers would go to them, hopefully carrying a name she
cherished with them, and ask her descendant if they would receive the powers
and essence."
"Ask them?" Kahva shook her head, things were getting a bit too
complicated for her comfort.
"Perhaps 'ask' isn't the right way to describe it. The essence would
make itself known, the descendant would feel its presence, and know of
this. Seth and his family made sure that all of their relations, and those
of us in Melantha's line as well, knew of what Elysia had done, so when
the time came, if the essence and power came to one of them, they would
know it, and know why it had come to them. We have kept the knowledge of
Elysia's act alive for fifteen millennia. My family has always known through
the years that the essence and power had to go to someone of Elysia's line,
the Prophecy is clear on that. But after her nephew's family, Seth's son's
family, was attacked by Vile, we feared the line had been destroyed. But
we had always hoped... Kahva, I believed in my heart as soon as Zordon
sent your image to us that you were the last of Elysia's line, I didn't
need the tests and scans to tell me you were my cousin. Telvok has acted
as an impartial judge of the evidence, and has decreed that you are the
last of Elysia's line. Until the Prophecy has been fulfilled, however,
there is no way we can prove you are the Child of the Prophecy, but he
and I have been fighting to have your rightful mention entered here in
the museum, that which we can prove, at least. But certain heads have taken
Zordon's previous belief that all of Elysia's line had perished thousands
of years ago as being written in stone, and not even his assertion of who
you are has swayed them. They are the ones who scripted that last of the
narration, but Telvok and I had ordered it changed, I don't understand
why it -"
Any further explanation by Alacor was interrupted by the hurried arrival
of the guide who had greeted the Rangers earlier. She curtsied to Sheena,
then seemed to see Kahva for the first time and gasped, sinking to one
knee in a deep bow. "The Child, she is here -" Kahva's eyes widened
in alarm, but after a sharp look from Alacor, the guide immediately stood
up. "I'm terribly sorry to intrude; the Council of Eltar has set up
Kahva Kilanye's body in the Great Rotunda, but they are arguing over what
ceremony to perform, they are not adhering to what you said had been agreed
on at the Council Building -"
"If you will excuse me Sheena, Kahva." Alacor took off after
the guide, plainly irritated by the Council's shenanigans. Sheena started
to follow him, but stopped when Kahva didn't follow. "Kahva? You okay?"
"I need to be alone for a minute, you'd better go see what they're
up to. Kahva didn't want a lot of arrogant and silly pomp and circumstance."
Sheena nodded, if anyone knew besides herself how the first Silver Ranger
felt about silly frivolity, it was Kahva. Sheena's ancestor had left the
knowledge of what she felt comfortable with in a funeral service with Kahva
Briton as a precaution. Looks like my ancestor was right, bureaucrats can
be so stupid sometimes...
* * * Even if Sheena hadn't known immediately where the Great Rotunda was,
the arguing voices would've easily guided her there. Besides Telvok, there
were twelve other Council heads, and they each had at least one aide with
them, fussing about and catering to their wishes. Alacor was trying to
settle them down, but even with four of the heads apparently on their side,
Alacor and Telvok couldn't get the others to shut up and listen. The other
Rangers were there already, Tommy looked like he wanted to punch one particularly
obnoxious Council head, a pug-nosed fellow who seemed to be the ringleader
of the dissent, though not all of those who were in disagreement with Telvok
and Alacor were necessarily completely on his side either.
"I must insist on having the orchestra play as her coffin is borne
by the Council Honour Guard to her final resting place here in the center
of town," he was saying as Sheena approached.
"She wants to be buried with her comrades," Telvok tiredly stated,
he'd apparently been having this particular part of the argument several
times over. Sheena impatiently shifted from one foot to the other for a
few minutes, then angrily, but in a controlled manner, broke in.
"Excuse me," she called, waiting until she was sure she had everyone's
attention. "I thought the arrangements were clear, my ancestor requested
to be buried with her teammates, and for the ceremony to be a simple one."
Sheena ended her statement with a gesture to her ancestor's body, lying
in state in a simple, but beautiful glass coffin.
"Yes, my dear, I'm sure she did," the pug-nosed man replied.
Several in the crowd gasped at the hint of disdain in his voice. This was
the Silver Rangerhe was talking to!! "But you see, with someone of
your ancestor's great prominence, certain protocols and traditions must
be followed..." He continued to prattle on, naming various things
that should be done this way and that, each glamorous item conspicuously
having him at its focal point. No one noticed Kahva Briton silently entering
the Great Rotunda at first, until Telvok's aide spotted her staring at
Kahva Kilanye's body, transfixed. As the conceited Council head continued
to come up with more grandiose ideas, she soundlessly walked over to the
coffin, her silence hushing the crowd. Even the Council head stopped speaking,
his mouth hanging open in shock as she lifted the coffin lid and gently
touched Kahva Kilanye's hand. Kahva Briton stiffened, closed her eyes,
and when she opened them, the spirit of Kahva Kilanye was in her, but hovering
just outside of Kahva's body this time, to prove to everyone present exactly
who was speaking.
"If I weren't already dead, your foolish nonsense would have killed
me long ago," the spirit scolded the Council heads who had been bickering
back and forth. She glared in particular at the pug-nosed Council head,
a disturbing sight to the man, for though Kahva Kilanye's spirit form moved
about and made eye contact while hovering just outside of her host's body,
Kahva Briton simply stared straight ahead, emotionless and unblinking.
"I made my wishes perfectly clear to my descendants," she indicated
Sheena and Tommy, "yet after listening to my chosen heir you have
deliberately ignored them. The frivolous arrangements you propose, Councilor,"
Kahva nailed him with a withering stare, "are suitable for a king,
queen, or self-important overlord, of which we thankfully have none here
on Eltar. If you wish to honor me, then honor my wishes, otherwise the
Power Rangers will take my body this moment to where my comrades rest and
they will bury me within the hour." The dissenting Council heads all
stammered apologies except for the pug-nosed one, who seemed to be struck
speechless. "Thank you. All I wish is to rest in peace with my friends,
my body has been kept away from home for far too long."
The first Silver Ranger turned back to her body, but didn't miss the man's
whispered comment to a councilor standing next to him. "As if this
display of magic is supposed to make us accept this pretender," he
hissed, trying to regain face with at least one other person on the Council.
"She does not wear the rings!" The warrior spirit turned back
to him and actually floated to him, while Kahva Briton remained motionless.
"One last thing, Councilor," Kahva Kilanye said looking straight
at the obnoxious man. "You are from Teltrich, are you not?"
"Well, yes, of course." Faced with the legendary first Power
Ranger one on one, he seemed rather small and less sure of himself.
"I thought that the symbol of one from Teltrich was their miss-mated
eyes, usually blue and green, or green and pale gold?" she inquired.
"My Lady Ranger, that was a genetic defect that has disappeared over
the last thousand years," he replied.
"I see," she nodded. "So does the lack of miss-mated eyes
make you any less a native of Teltrich?"
"Most certainly not, they were merely a symbol!" he declared
indignantly.
"Then how dare you judge another by their lack of owning a mere symbol
of their heritage, when like you, they are undeniably who they are?!"
Kahva Kilanye was clearly angered by the way he had regarded Kahva Briton.
"To insult her is to insult her family, who has served our world greatly,
and sacrificed so much. You insult Zordon; if not for him and his brother,
there would never have been any Power Rangers, and we would most likely
be living under Master Vile's tyrannical evil rule this very day. To insult
her is to insult my chosen heir, the leader of the Power Rangers, who is
her soul-sister. And lastly, to insult Kahva Briton is to insult a young
woman who I am proud to call my friend. I suggest you do not do it again."
With that, Kahva Kilanye turned back to Kahva Briton, smiled and placed
a hand on her face. "Thank you, Kahva Briton, daughter of Elysia,
and Zordon, my mentor and friend. I am proud to share my name with you,
and honored. I shall rest now, we both need to save our strength."
A moment later the spirit was back in her lifeless body, and Kahva Briton
swayed by the coffin. Jason rushed forward to steady her; after a few seconds
she had her bearings again.
"You're welcome, and the honor is mine, Kahva Kilanye," she softly
told the body of the great warrior. "I need some air," she told
Jason, her face slightly pale and hands trembling. They had barely made
it to the other Rangers before the Council heads were all clamoring about
whose fault it had been for dishonoring Kahva Kilanye's wishes, but it
didn't take long before the arguing turned to Kahva Briton's status. Most
of the heads seemed to finally agree that she was of Elysia's line, at
least, but while some immediately proclaimed her as The Child, the pug-nosed
man and a few others proclaimed her a witch and charlatan. That did not
sit well with Sheena at all, being a witch herself, and she was about impart
a few choice words of her own at the inconsiderate few when Kahva bolted
from the Great Rotunda. Sheena caught up with her before she reached the
exit of the Museum. "Why are they doing this, Sheena?" she asked,
her voice on the edge of tears.
"I don't know, I'll straighten things out, Telvok and Alacor will
help -"
"Listen to them! They're putting all these fates and destinies on
me, trying to stamp a mold on me... they don't know me, crap, I don't even
know myself right now! I'm not the pretender, sorceress, savior, God or
Goddess they're trying to make me out to be. I'm Kahva, why can't I be
just Kahva? Why isn't that enough for everybody, why do I have to be something
else?!" Before Sheena could say a word, her soul-sister bolted out
of the museum, badly shaken and confused.
"Kahva, wait!!" Sheena was about to follow her when several young
girls seem to come out of literally nowhere, all begging for autographs.
Sheena cast a despairing glance after Kahva's retreating back. She wanted
to go after her, but the girls were so insistent, and she remembered how
she would have acted at their age if she'd met a real Power Ranger...
Her shoulder was twinging seriously by the time she finished signing autographs;
Alpha had wrapped it well and put something on it to make it heal faster,
but Vile had cut deeply into her with that sword of his. She still shook
a bit at the memory; if Master Madas hadn't trained her like he had, she
would have been spitted on that blade, and she knew it.
"Why Sheena, imagine meeting you here!" She turned to see Zimmer
standing a little away from her as the autograph hunters scattered, chattering
happily among themselves. She smiled a little as she went over to him.
"Hello," she nodded her greeting. "I rather expected to
see you around somewhere, you said you were a fan of my ancestor."
"And now you've brought her home to be put to rest at last,"
Zimmer smiled at her. "Thank you."
Sheena shook her head. "My cousin, husband, and soul-sister were the
ones who really did everything, I was... occupied." Nearly losing
my mind and following the eternal enemy of my family into the Goddess only
knows where!
Zimmer shook his head. "The whole mission would have never happened
if you hadn't wanted to go in the first place, my dear Sheena. It is thanks
to you that she has come back to Eltar." He reached out to pat her
on the shoulder, and inadvertently touched her wound. Sheena spat out a
few swear words as pain lanced through her again. "Sheena!" Zimmer
looked at her, concern in his pale blue eyes. "What's wrong?"
"My shoulder," she winced, and told him in a few short, bitten
off words what had happened with her and Vile in the Lunar Palace's dungeons.
Zimmer's face twisted with disgust and rage as he listened to her.
"Truly Sheena, if I ever meet Vile, I will do all within my power
to make him suffer for this injury to you," he promised her. "I
can, and will, however, make certain that you don't have to suffer from
it."
"What do you mean?" she asked; the pain was easing off now, and
she relaxed a little. Zimmer said nothing, only reached over to carefully
unwrap the bandage. She stared as he laid his hand on the wound and whispered
a long series of words she couldn't understand or hear properly. When he
removed his hand, her shoulder was as sound and whole as it had ever been.
She flexed her shoulder, rolling it back and forth, without a hint of pain.
"Thank you!" She stared at him in amazement and gratitude. "Thank
you so much, Zimmer!" She threw a quick hug around his neck and a
kiss on his cheek. He seemed as surprised as she was when she stepped away.
"Come on, I want you to meet the other Rangers!"
Zimmer shook his head. "I have other commitments at the moment, though
I will be in attendance at the funeral. I will not miss the opportunity
to see Kahva Kilanye at rest at last, after so many thousands of years.
I am glad to have been of service, Sheena, and perhaps after the funeral,
we will speak again."
Sheena nodded as she heard Billy calling her from within the museum. She
turned to wave at him, then turned back. "Zimmer, I - where'd he go?"
The space he'd occupied only moments before was as empty as Master Vile's
soul. "That's strange." She looked around, trying to see if he
were around anywhere.
"Sheena?" Billy asked as he joined her. "Is something wrong?
Where's Kahva?"
"I think she went back to the Council Building, she was really upset.
I'm going to go there and see if she's okay, I'm worried about her."
Sheena quickly filled Billy in on what Kahva had told her.
"Come on, she might not want to talk, I've noticed that about her,
but we'll at least be there if she changes her mind," Billy suggested.
"Hey, your shoulder!"
Sheena smiled a touch. "You're not going to believe this. Zimmer showed
up and healed it! Then he just sort of... disappeared." Billy raised
an eyebrow; he still had a touch of uneasiness about the strange man.
"That was nice of him." Billy glanced around, and saw no more
sign of Zimmer than Sheena had. "Let's go find Kahva, she could probably
at least use someone to talk with, if not to."
Sheena nodded, and they headed for the Council Building. Neither noticed
the chilling pale eyes watching from hiding, or the self-satisfied smile
that spread across the greedy face the eyes were set into. "Well now,
who would ever have thought that I would owe thanks to Master Vile? You've
made my goal that much closer, I really must thank you... on the fifth
of never, that is. I'll be seeing you again soon, Sheena my dear. You are
mine now, I need only to claim you."
* * * Tanya stretched, yawned and opened her eyes. "Tanya." It
was Tommy's voice urging her to wakefulness. "Your turn to stand guard."
The Yellow Ranger got to her feet. All the Rangers, along with the Council's
Honour Guard, were taking turns keeping watch in the Great Rotunda over
Kahva Kilanye's body. The watch had been instituted not only because of
the honor due to the great warrior, but just in case Mondo or Vile tried
anything at the last minute. "I'm ready," she said. Tommy's shift
had just ended, and now it was her turn.
As she headed towards where the coffin was being kept, she heard a soft
voice ahead of her. She hurried her steps to see who it was, no one should
be there at that time of night, especially not now, of all times! As she
was about to enter the Rotunda, a barrier stopped her cold. "What's
this?" she murmured. She couldn't see it, but it was as solid as steel.
I've got to get in there!
"You were my love and my life for so long, Kahva," the voice
spoke. "And now you are gone. You were the one I wanted for so many
long years, but now I cannot have you."
Whoever was speaking sighed. Tanya couldn't see who it was, they were only
a dark figure hovering by the coffin. She couldn't move beyond the barrier,
but she could plainly hear what was being said. "Though I cannot have
you, there is another now. She will be mine very soon, very soon indeed."
The figure turned; all Tanya could see were eyes that burned with a strange,
almost unholy light. He, she, or it, bowed mockingly to her, then poofed
into nothingness. At that same moment, the barrier vanished as if it had
never been. She ran into the room and quickly checked on the body and the
other guard; everything was just as it should be.
"Did you see who that was?" she asked.
"Who are you talking about?" the guard raised an eyebrow. Tanya
did a double-take, had she been the only one who saw the person?
"Nothing," she said, taking up her guard position, ready to morph
at a moment's notice, should it be needed. Maybe I was just seeing things.
It is late, and I am still kind of tired. Even so, they didn't do anything.
It's nothing to worry about. The funeral's tomorrow, we just have to guard
her until then. Then it'll all be over with.
* * * "I can't believe I actually wasted my time working with that
metal misfit!!!" Vile's ship sped through space, he had not taken
time yet to sit down, instead he had paced from one end of his spacecraft
to the other, his Tenga crew doing its utmost best to stay well out of
his reach. "If not for his bumbling, I would've destroyed both Silver
Rangers, Tommy, Billy, and the last of Elysia's line!! I could have caused
Zordon so much pain..." Vile had reached the bridge of the vessel
yet again, but instead of continuing his pacing, he stopped in front of
the main viewscreen. With a single bellow from the evil wizard, a Tenga
rushed to pull up a visual image of Eltar, so Master Vile could see what
was happening on the planet he'd tried to take for his own so long ago.
If he hadn't been so angry still at King Mondo, Vile might have actually
shivered at the sight of Eltar's planetary defenses, not to mention the
massive gathering of galactic warriors for the side of light and good.
He watched as first Sheena, then Kahva Kilanye herself dressed down some
of the Council heads. He had to laugh, he'd dealt with pompous bureaucrats
himself, he rather enjoyed the sight. Then he remembered just who was doing
the dressing down, and he roared, smashing the screen with his fist.
"One day, Sheena Cranston, one day..." Vile closed his eyes and
invoked a spell that would let him see into the future, though only twenty-four
hours ahead. Would that Melantha and I could have aligned the Mystic Springs,
I could have spawned children who could see into the future easily, with
no limitations... "NO!!!!!" he screamed in rage as the spell
showed him a familiar face, then the funeral of Kahva Kilanye, and the
events immediately after. "The outrages keep piling up!!! How dare
they be happy?!?!"
Master Vile raged about the bridge, breaking so much equipment it was a
wonder his ship didn't shut down, or spin helplessly out of control. Tengas
scrambled to keep the ship flying, and to keep themselves alive. They knew
all too well what would happen to them once back home in the M-51 Galaxy.
"I willhave my revenge, Sheena Cranston, on your and your friends!!
Perhaps I'll simply appear and take your husband straight from your bed
one night, or go to your precious sister or cousins..." Vile finally
settled into a seat on the bridge, much to the relief of the Tenga crew,
and contented himself with dark fantasies of all the different ways he
could slowly and extremely painfully kill the Power Rangers and their friend
Kahva. His heads smiled as he came up with a different excruciating demise
for each one of them, and toyed with the order of their deaths in his mind.
The Tengas sighed with relief when they finally got back home to Vile's
palace, he was in a much better mood by that time: he only blasted half
of the crew into singed feathers upon their return.
* * * The sun was just peeking over the eastern horizon when Sheena woke
up. For a brief moment she felt a little fuzzy-headed, something that seldom
happened in the mornings, then as she remembered what was going to happen
today, she leapt out of bed. Though funerals were generally considered
somber occasions, to her this one was a cause for joy. Her first ancestor
would be properly laid to rest, where she belonged, after a hundred and
fifty centuries.
She at once began her morning ki-see exercises, loosening her taut muscles.
Her shoulder felt fine, a pure marvel of muscle and control. She hadn't
had any idea that Zimmer could do anything like that, and she was grateful
to him for it. Billy turned over, woke up, and saw her graceful movements.
"Mmmm... that's a beautiful sight to wake up to," he told her.
She chuckled and continued her workout, ending it with their usual passionate
morning kiss. "Morning, gorgeous."
"Morning, yourself," she grinned. "Today's going to be very
unusual," she reminded him. "It's not every day a fifteen thousand
year old warrior is laid to rest with her teammates: who are our ancestors."
Billy nodded. "Come on, we've got to be ready in just a few hours,
and in spite of how good you look like that, we need to be ready when everyone
else is."
Sheena shot him a sly glance that spoke volumes, then planted yet another
kiss on him. Something was stirring her up for romance, she didn't know
what. But before things could get out of hand, she managed to pull her
mind back to business. "You're right, let's get going. The funeral's
scheduled to begin at noon." Before dressing, she checked a small
console set into the wall for any messages that might have been left for
them. There were three; one was letting them know that Tommy's brother,
David Trueheart, had been able to be teleported to Eltar by Zordon and
Alpha, he had arrived first thing that morning. The second was that the
transmission back to the Power Chamber was working flawlessly; Zordon and
Alpha would be able to witness the entire ceremony without any interference.
The third message sent a shiver down her spine. Master Vile's ship had
been spotted on the fringes of Eltar's space, but it had not stopped. Sensors
showed it had continued on to the M-51 Galaxy. Good, she thought. I don't
want anything to spoil this day. My ancestor, you will be at rest very
soon.
The next few hours flew by, as the Power Rangers and everyone else in Ladiska
made preparations for the most somber and the most joyous occasion celebrated
on Eltar: the long-delayed funeral of Kahva Kilanye.
* * * "Today at last, we lay her to rest in the same tomb her companions,
the first Power Rangers ever created, sleep in. Through the bravery of
her descendants, Thomas Oliver and Sheena Cranston, and that of William
Cranston, through the skills of Kahva Briton, last direct descendant of
Elysia Carlon's family line, she has been brought home at last. Now, we
welcome her at last to her place of eternal peace," Alacor spoke quietly.
As he said the last sentence, everyone turned to see the current Rangers
proceeding in, headed by the Silver Ranger. Each one of them was morphed,
but helmetless, as they carried in the coffin. Sheena caught Kahva Briton's
gentle smile and returned it, spotting Tommy's brother, David Trueheart
sitting protectively behind her. Glad he could come too, he deserves to
be here as much as the rest of us. Her soul- sister was seated next to
Telvok; she could feel the joy racing through Sheena's heart, and shared
it: Kahva Kilanye was home.
Everyone there had known that Sheena and Kahva Kilanye were mirror images
of each other, but no one had really noticed it until now. The same proud
look of the warrior was on both faces, with the only difference between
them being that Kahva Kilanye was dead.
Soft music was being played; music that a recalled memory of her ancestor's
told Sheena was a ballad composed by Dalien Kilanye, in honor of his beloved
wife on their wedding day. In those days, that had been an Eltaran custom,
to write of the love of one's life, on the greatest day of one's life.
Tears of pride and joy flowed down her cheeks as she heard it, and she
could feel, in some strange way, how very appropriate this felt to her
ancestor. As they came to the tomb, Alacor spoke again.
"Today we put you to rest, Kahva Kilanye. You served Eltar well, at
great cost to yourself and your family. We have no words grand enough to
thank you, but hope that this ceremony and this place of eternal sleep
will suffice."
Almost as one, everyone there stood up and saluted the coffin as the Rangers
opened the door to the crypt and entered. There was a strange sense of
solemnity in the air, mixed with an odd joy. Alacor continued. "We
place to rest next to your beloved Silias Spartus, the first Sapphire Ranger."
Billy set his part of the coffin down as his ancestor was named. "We
place you to rest next to Tilrak Kilanye, your firstborn son, the first
Diamond Ranger." As his ancestor's name was spoken, Tommy released
his hold gently on the coffin. "We place you to rest next to Caleen
Radsha, the first Gold Ranger." Jason next put the coffin down. "We
place you to rest next to Linon Aranon, the first Topaz Ranger." Now
Tanya released the coffin. "We place you to rest next to Shada Spartus,
the first Tourmaline Ranger." It was Kat's turn next. "We place
you to rest next to Pliona Kadid, the first Emerald Ranger." Adam
set his down. "We place you to rest next to Dilras Kadid, the first
Ruby Ranger." Rocky was the last to put the coffin down. "With
your companions and family, may you find rest at last, after fifteen thousand
years of waiting. And now, Sheena Cranston, Silver Ranger, chosen of your
ancestor, would you seal the tomb, and preserve your ancestor and her companions
for all time?"
Sheena waited until the other Rangers had preceded her out of the tomb,
then stood in front of the door to it. "Sleep well, Kahva Kilanye,
and rest in peace at last. You, of all people I know or have heard of,
deserve this. I will do all within my power to bring honor to your name
and to the Silver Powers you have entrusted to me. I love you." With
that, she shut the door, locked it, and then quietly removed her gloves,
letting Billy hold them as she prepared to seal it. Two young boys poured
hot wax over part of the lock, then stepped back as Sheena slammed her
clenched fists into the wax. Her two rings glowed briefly as she did so,
and the wax hardened into a permanent seal at once. She quickly brushed
the wax off her hands, wincing at how hot it was. She turned back to Billy,
slipping her gloves back on.
"That was not something I'd like to experience again," she murmured.
She glanced at Billy, intending to say something else, when the expression
on his face caused her to turn around. Her jaw quite literally dropped
open as she saw eight shimmering forms emerging from the tomb. The other
Rangers had almost the precise same expression on their faces as she and
Billy did. Sheena had to look around; the pompous Councilor looked honestly
as if someone had hit him in the head with a large board. Serves him right,
she couldn't help but think.
The ghosts of the first Power Rangers each floated to their descendants.
Sheena found herself looking into a face as like her own as her reflection.
Thank you, Sheena, Kahva Kilanye told her. Now that I am returned to my
home and laid with my companions, my strength has returned to me, to say
this final good- bye. You have done well, and will continue to do so. You
are my true descendant and heir. I am very proud of you.
* * * Silias was before Billy. It has been a long time, Billy, the first
Sapphire Ranger smiled a trifle. I knew I had chosen well in you, recent
events have only proven me correct. Wisdom and knowledge will always be
the greatest weapons against evil, as are strength and courage. You have
these qualities, and more. You have done great honor to my powers, to our
family line, and to the legacy of the Power Rangers. I thank you.
* * * Caleen was in front of Jason, the spirit had motioned for the Treys
to join them. Once they had, she spoke. Jason Lee Scott, I am Caleen Radsha,
your ancestor, she told him, a smile touching her ancient features. I too,
placed my life on the line more than once in the defense of my comrades,
as you have done. I am proud to claim both you and Lord Trey of Triforia
as my descendants.
"Wh-what?" Jason and the Treys looked at each other; this was
a surprise even to them!
You and he are both of my blood, she explained. Some two thousand years
after my death, one of my family line moved to Earth, while another moved
to Triforia. How else do you think you are both able to wield the Golden
Powers?
The former and current Gold Rangers could only stare in shocked speechlessness
at their mutual ancestor, then finally Trey of Wisdom managed to say, "We
welcome you as long lost kin, Jason of Earth. It is good to know that the
courage, strength, and honor of the Golden line began with such a brave
woman: and continues into you this day."
"And in you," Jason managed to return. "Thank you."
* * * Pliona came to Adam. So, little frog, you now bear the Emerald Crystal,
the Emerald Ranger's spirit laughed gently at the expression on the Green
Ranger's face. You have great wisdom, and it shows in all that you do and
say. He glanced over to where Tanya and Linon were staring face to face.
She loves you very much, Adam, as you love her. Don't forget to let her
know that.
"I... I won't," Adam stammered. "Wow... I've always honored
my ancestors, but I never thought I'd actually meet one of them!"
It is a surprise for me as well, but Kahva insisted, and even after fifteen
thousand years, I haven't gotten out of the habit of jumping when she gives
a command, Pliona chuckled. None of us have, actually.
* * * "Tilrak, it's... good to see you again!" Tommy looked at
his ancestor, who had faded away from the Power Chamber shortly after their
arrival back there the day before. "I wasn't sure what had happened
to you."
I thought to take up my rest again, and did so for a short time, until
Mother called us all forth to meet you all. She said she has something
else to do, but won't say just yet what it is. She always did know how
to keep a secret.
"I wonder what it is?" Tommy glanced over to where Sheena and
Kahva were speaking. "Maybe it has something to do with Kahva Briton?
We still don't know that much about her, you know." His brother David
joined them at that moment, he himself in awe of their ancestor. Tilrak
smiled and touched his shoulder in greeting, filling Tommy's brother with
the warmth of family love, then turned to answer Tommy's question.
You know more than you think, and there is much that will be revealed soon.
But that, too, is not for me to say. Tilrak smiled at his descendant. Thank
you, Thomas Oliver, for bringing my Mother home. She has been away for
far too long.
* * * "Wow! You're Linon!" Tanya gazed in sheer awe at the ghost
before her. Her ancestor nodded.
At last we meet, Tanya Sloan. Your friendship is very important to many
people, as your love is the very center of Adam's existence. This is something
you must never forget; love is all that stands between us and despair.
"What do you mean?" she wondered. Linon smiled and touched her
shoulder gently. She felt a tingle of love and respect flowing into her
from where the contact occurred.
You will learn in due time. I am so very proud of you, Tanya. You left
what was known and familiar to you, to go into a strange situation, directly
into fighting a war that meant nothing to you at the time. That is the
true courage of the Topaz Ranger, and of my family line. You have done
me proud.
* * * "Shada?" Kat said softly, looking at the ghost before her.
"It's an honor and privilege to meet you."
As it is for me to meet you, Katherine. Of all who have borne the Tourmaline
Crystal, in its various guises throughout the eons, you are the one I am
the most proud of. You rose above the specter of your introduction to the
realm of the Power Rangers to truly achieve your destiny, as one of them,
and I have watched over you with pride from the spirit lands.
"Thank you," was all Kat could say as the ghost caressed her
forehead gently. "I never really thought about being descended from
you before, not until we got here, anyway."
That is understandable. You are a true warrior of the Light, and that is
what matters, nothing else. I am honored to call you descendant and the
Pink Zeo Ranger.
* * * Rocky was almost in shock at seeing Dilras before him. He'd
never believed in ghosts, not really, and seeing Kahva Kilanye in the Power
Chamber back when they'd been trying to help Sheena while she was under
Mondo's control had nearly blown his mind. But this was his very own ancestor,
the first Ruby Ranger, floating in front of him as large as life, er, death...
whatever!
It truly is hard to know what to say when faced with the ghost of one's
first ancestor, isn't it? Dilras chuckled a little, and Rocky nodded.
"It's good to meet you, though," he told his ancestor. "I've
been sort of wondering what you were like ever since we found out about
you and the others."
I am like anyone, Rocky. I was born, I lived, and I died. Like me, you
now carry the Ruby Crystal into battle. It is your duty and destiny to
fight evil, and to cheer all around you with your laughter and jokes. A
good laugh is as important to a battle as the right battle plan, and though
you are as much a warrior as any of your companions, at times a joke can
be just what is needed to win the war. Remember this, my descendant.
"I will," he nodded. He glanced around at the others, to find
they had all apparently finished their conversations with their ancestors.
The eight ghosts returned to just outside the tomb, then all turned to
Sheena, who stood with Billy's arms wrapped about her.
Sheena Devereaux Cranston, you have returned to us our leader, our friend,
and our strength. There is nothing we can do or say to repay you for this,
and we can only hope you know how grateful we all are to you. Linon told
her. All the other spirits nodded.
This, then, is the best we can do. I asked the others to join me because
even now there are some things I cannot do alone. This is one of them.
Kahva Kilanye joined hands with the other spirits and they formed a circle.
A great light shone from the center, and from that light there stepped
two figures, not dressed in the ancient garb of the deceased Rangers, but
in modern Earth-style clothing. The Rangers and Eltarans all looked confused
as to who they were, but Sheena ran straight for them. Kahva Briton had
never looked happier as she saw this, either.
"Who are they?" Tommy wondered. Kahva smiled, her heart filled
with Sheena's happiness, and her own for her soul-sister..
"Her parents. Her adopted parents, anyway."
"I thought they were dead!"
"They are."
And as for you, Kahva Briton, you have earned this as well. May you be
blessed with the love you so richly deserve. The light flared, and once
again two people stepped out, dressed similarly to the first pair. Kahva's
eyes filled with tears, and she raced to them as fast as Sheena had for
her adopted parents.
"Mom, Dad," she whispered. "You came."
* * * "Momma, Daddy," Sheena stared at them both, drinking in
the sight. "Oh, I've missed you more than I can say!"
"Sheena," Mr. Devereaux looked at her with open love in his transparent
eyes. He was a tall, handsome man in his early forties, who looked on his
adopted daughter with sheer pride. "Sheena, so this is where you've
been all this time."
"Daddy, I'm sorry, I wish I could have told you!" Tears of love
and sorrow mixed in her green eyes. "But I didn't even know I was
going to be brought here, if I'd had the time, I would've -"
"It's all right," Mrs. Devereaux reassured her. "We know,
and I've been with you ever since you came to this world."
"Momma?" she looked at her mother's ghost in disbelief.
"When you were being pulled into the vortex that brought you here,
you felt arms of love and warmth around you, did you not?" Sheena
nodded; it had been those arms that had kept her from fearing too much
during the horrific transition. "That was myself, as well as Kahva
Kilanye, protecting you from fear and fright."
"You know Kahva?"
"Yes, we met in the afterlife," Mrs. Devereaux smiled lightly.
"She is much like you, Sheena, and as proud as she is of you for becoming
the Silver Ranger: your father and I are even more proud of you: for fulfilling
your destiny, following your dream, and never forgetting the pride and
honor we tried to teach you when you were growing up."
'How could I, Momma? To do that would have been to forget you, and I'd
never do that!'
Her father smiled. "We know. We love you, Sheena. Now, where is this
young man you've married? I believe I'd like to meet him!"
Sheena turned to beckon Billy over to them. He joined them, a little afraid
now. He'd met ghosts thousands of years dead without batting an eye, but
to meet those so 'fresh' was a bit disconcerting. "Young man, you
have made my daughter the happiest she has been in her entire life. I wish
we had known you were 'real' while we were alive, it would have been good
to meet you then," Mr. Devereaux told him.
His wife nodded. "But now we have met you, and even though I thought
for years you were just some character on a TV show, I can honestly say
now, my daughter could not have made a better choice if she'd had the entirety
of creation to choose from. Welcome to the family, Billy."
"Thank you sir, ma'am," was all Billy managed to say. The two
ghosts reached out jointly and touched first Sheena, then Billy's foreheads
in blessings. Sheena's voice choked as she said, "I love you Momma,
Daddy. I love you more than I can ever say. Thank you for everything."
"We know, Sheena," her mother told her. "And we're glad
you're so happy now. You never belonged in the world you grew up in, and
now you're home. Release that last shred of guilt from your heart, and
truly belong to this place that is your home."
As her mother said that, Sheena felt the last little touch of shadow in
her heart vanish, the last remnant of the guilt that had plagued her since
coming to this world. It had been lifted a little when she'd visited their
graves, but now with their blessing and love, she was free to truly name
this universe, of all in the cosmos, as her true home. She'd barely noticed
out of the corner of her eye Kahva's joyous reunion with the spirits of
her own adopted parents, who were now approaching. Sheena turned as Kahva
Briton and spirits of her parents came over to them. Kahva was smiling,
but there was a sad edge to it that only someone who knew her well could
ever have spotted. Billy can't see it, but I can, I can feel it. What's
wrong? Either Kahva didn't or couldn't hear her, for her smile never wavered.
Or she's not going to answer me. "Mr. and Mrs. Briton, I'm so glad
you could come too!"
"It is our honor and pleasure, we have missed you both greatly. Your
parents feel the same way we do, we have always considered you to be as
a daughter to us, as they have Kahva. We are proud of the both of you."
Sheena moved to talk to the Britons, while Kahva reunited with the Devereauxs.
Billy looked from one set of spirits to the other, the love and happiness
he could feel from Sheena was immense, he was certain Kahva's was in there
as well, joining with Sheena's and his. They didn't get to say good-bye,
now they can, and they know their parents understand. Billy stole a look
at his fellow Rangers, they were all on the verge of tears themselves,
but they were tears of joy, not sorrow. He noticed David standing with
Tommy, he'd quite forgotten that Tommy's twin had been teleported by Zordon
and Alpha to witness the ceremony as well. He could have just as easily
been the Red Ranger, he deserved to come too, Billy thought.
Sheena lowered her voice slightly as she spoke to Kahva's adoptive parents.
"Kahva seems a bit sad, I thought this would make her happy. Wasn't
she happy to see you again?"
Mr. Briton smiled sadly and nodded. "She was, but something has upset
her. She was happy to see us and the Devereauxs, but -"
Mrs. Briton placed a comforting hand on Sheena's shoulder. "I think
that maybe everything that's happened has been a bit overwhelming for her,
and you know she's never been comfortable in crowds, where she felt she
had to make conversation or was a topic of conversation. I wish that little
man," she looked at the pug-nosed Councilor, "would quit talking
about her. She's been through enough, you all have."
Her husband looked a trifle sadly at Sheena. "We have to go now, Sheena,
but we wanted to talk to you and thank you. You've helped our little girl
through so much, she couldn't have had a better sister. Thank you, my dear."
Mrs. Briton smiled and nodded. "We love you like a daughter, too.
Take care, Sheena, and be safe." She looked up over at Sheena's parents,
they had just finished talking with Kahva.
"We have to go now," Sheena's father said, as he and his wife
moved back over to Sheena, Kahva following with them, her smile still fastened
to her face. "But you'll see us again one day, I promise. You've got
a long life ahead of you, and live it well, Sheena Devereaux Cranston."
"Silver Ranger, leader of the Power Rangers, and beloved wife of Billy
Cranston, the Sapphire Ranger," her mother smiled. "We love you."
"I love you, too, Momma," Sheena said. Kahva walked over and
reached out to her parents, tears threatening to spill over as she and
her parents bade each other farewell. A moment later, every ghost there
vanished into the void from which they'd come. The other Rangers approached
at that time, the group of friends losing themselves in hugs and excited
chatter. After a few minutes though, Sheena noticed something amiss. Or
rather, someone missing.
"I thought Kahva was right here, where did she go?" she asked
Billy when she didn't see her soul-sister anywhere. "Where did Kahva
go, wasn't she with Jason?"
"She was right here beside me - where did she go?" he said, scanning
the crowd. The quiet young woman was nowhere to be found. With the sadness
and unease she had felt moments before in her sister fresh in her heart,
and the report of Vile's ship passing through Eltaran space hours before
still in her mind, Sheena looked around, worry creasing her face. Surely
we would know if he turned back around... no, it's something else, please
Goddess, let it be something else. Sheena quickly split the Rangers up
into search groups, even Telvok and Alacor joined in.
"We've got to find Kahva."
* * * Kahva half-walked, half-stumbled through the woods, not knowing or
really caring where she was going. All she knew was that she hurt; her
heart felt like it was tearing apart. It's not fair!! her mind screamed.
They were so real, I could touch them, they were solid, I held them...
and it gets yanked away after only a second?! I would rather have not touched
them at all!! The tears she'd been holding back finally spilled out, she
could shed them here without anyone seeing her, asking what was wrong.
"Why couldn't I hold them longer?" she cried out loud. "Why
do they have to leave?" All she could think about was how much it
had hurt the night they were murdered. The doctors wouldn't let her touch
them, then went one step further and wouldn't let her see their bodies,
saying it was for the better, because they had been burned so badly in
the fire. Kahva sank against a tree and kept crying, she couldn't stop.
The girl was very glad no one could see her, she didn't want to talk to
anyone, she didn't think she could. "Why?" she asked the sky.
"Just give me a clue, why?" There was no answer, only the sounds
of the nearby wildlife and the slight breeze winding its way through the
trees. As she stared at a small animal that resembled a fox squirrel from
Earth, there was a warmth in her mind, and a voice, or voices wove through
her senses.
We did not want to hurt you, we thought if you could hold us one last time
that it would help, somehow. We knew you were hurt by not being able to
say good-bye.
"All I wanted to do was touch you, why wouldn't they let me touch
you, see you?"
They were trying to protect you, our bodies were badly burned. Maybe that
was wrong, but what is your last memory of us? How do you remember us?
"I remember you full of life and love, living every day with joy.
I always thought I had beautiful parents, because you both loved everyone
so much, and loved each other."
Then hold that memory close to your heart, and know that we loved you from
the moment we saw you, and we will always love you, for all eternity. We
will not say good-bye, for one day we will all be together again. Here,
we are together, and there is no pain for us. Do not worry, we know why
you couldn't be with us when we passed, and we have never blamed you or
anyone.
"I love you, Mom, Dad. I just wish you could stay."
We know dear. We wish we could too. Always remember that we love you, and
we are proud of you. We love you, Kahva... The voices faded and the pain
in Kahva's heart eased a tiny bit, she understood why she couldn't have
held them longer... though the understanding really didn't make it hurt
any less, just made it a little easier to deal with.
Slowly she pushed herself off of the ground, wincing as she placed a bit
too much strain on her injured hand. Billy had been partially right, the
cut wouldn't need stitches, but it was deeper than they had first realized,
and the tiny spot of flesh blood on Tommy's bandanna told her it was bleeding
slightly again. She looked at her surroundings, she couldn't hear anything
except for the wildlife and the breeze once more. Everything else was silent
and peaceful. "Wish I could say the same for myself," she muttered
quietly, flexing her hand. Kahva roamed aimlessly through the woods surrounding
the tomb area, unable to really think of anything except how alone she
was. No real family in either world left, except Sheena. If I ever lose
her, I think I'll lose my mind. She stopped in her tracks at that moment,
then gave a dry laugh of self-disgust. "Haven't lost my mind just
yet, but I've lost myself in the woods. Way to go, stupid," she chided
herself. "It's a wonder Sheena or anybody else has ever wanted to
be your friend." Kahva looked around, trying to remember the way she
had come, she had to get back before anyone realized she was gone, she
wasn't up to answering questions. She had lost the trail she'd followed
however, and was hopelessly lost. "Great, just great! Now what?"
A faint flicker several yards ahead caught her eye. "What's that?"
she wondered softly. She didn't know why, but it was almost as if it were
beckoning to her. "Can't get anymore lost than I already am, lost
is lost. Okay light, what do you want?" she asked as she followed
it deeper into the woods, not hearing the faint calling of her name far
behind her.
* * * "Kahva!! Kahva, where are you?" Sheena called yet again.
She was still on the planet, Sheena was sure of that, at least. She was
also sure that the girl's emotions were on what she could only describe
as a roller-coaster ride. Even Billy had picked up on her upset through
Sheena by now, though it had seemed to ease a tiny bit. "Billy, you
and Tanya take the left fork, Tommy, Alacor and I will take the right,
keep in touch," she reminded, pointing to her communicator. Wish Kahva
had one. Billy's going to make one for her as soon as we get home, that's
all there is to it!
"Don't worry Sheena, we'll find her," Tanya reassured her. "If
something upset her, she probably just went walking to clear her mind.
There's a chance she's already back at the tomb, wondering where we are."
Sheena smiled, but she knew Tanya was just as worried as she was. All of
them were worried. As they split up, Sheena noticed that she, Tommy and
Alacor had picked up a couple of stragglers: the pug-nosed councilor, Arvid
someone had called him, and two other councilors. At least one of those
three was on our side before my ancestor told them off. Wish that irritating
one hadn't come along though, he's the last person Kahva needs to see when
we find her. Please let her just be walking around somewhere, please...
"Do you have any idea if we're heading in the right direction, Sheena?"
Tommy asked. He hadn't been able to pick up Kahva's trail anywhere.
Sheena forced herself to relax, to reach out with her senses, all of them.
"I think... I think I feel her over this way," she pointed to
her right. Alacor's face blanched first with fear, then with hope. "What
is it, Alacor?" Strange reaction for him to have.
"If you're sure, and she is over there... There's a wasteland there,
it's not exactly the safest place in all of Eltar for her to be, the ground
is littered with jagged rocks and hidden fissures. But perhaps... This
way, we'll get there faster," he said, tearing down a smaller path
at full speed.
"What's gotten into him?" Tommy called to Sheena as they ran
pell-mell down the narrow path after the curator. The councilors were huffing
and puffing far behind them. Hope they don't get lost. "He just said
if she's in the wasteland that it's not really safe, but if I didn't know
better, I'd say he hopes she is there." A scream in the distance set
them running down the path as fast as the wind, tearing past Alacor.
* * * After who knew how long, Kahva found she was no longer in the woods,
but in a dry, rocky, stony region that seemed to be the heart of barrenness.
Everything here was ashen grey, or what wasn't, was scorched black and
smelled of sulfur. Rocks and boulders littered the broken ground, charred
and petrified logs were scattered all about. A few small, shallow pools
filled indents in the stone here and there, but gave no life to anything
there. One pool was larger than the others, nearly three feet across either
way; it was also the most shallow. Kahva carefully picked her way across
the hazardous landscape, trying to follow the light to the pool.
"You brought me here for this? Why?" she asked the light. It
didn't answer, she hadn't really expected it to. "Now I have lost
my mind, I'm talking to a floating light!" She almost turned back
right then, but as she looked around, she couldn't help but wonder what
this place had looked like once. "Surely it hasn't always looked like
this," she mused. Another step and she was sliding out of control,
speeding towards the pool - and the ground dropped from under her.
"Help!! Somebody help me!!!" Kahva screamed as she fell. Somehow
she caught her hands on a boulder and stopped herself in mid-air, her feet
dangling over open space. She risked a glance down and immediately wished
she hadn't. Slowly, she managed to pull herself back onto solid ground,
and only after catching her breath did she dare to look again into the
fissure. It wasn't that deep, not quite twenty feet, perhaps only ten,
but the bottom was filled with jagged rocks that would have injured her
far worse than the fall would have. She gulped and pushed away from the
edge, forcing herself to calm down. "I told Sheena I hate heights.
The thing that makes them so bad is the falling!" Kahva picked herself
off of the ground, stepping even more carefully now, not knowing if there
was another fissure waiting to swallow her. The fall had served one purpose,
she was nearly at the largest pool, nestled in a small ravine. A few cautious
steps later, she was at its edge, walking around it, trying to keep her
balance on the multitude of loose rocks that surrounded the water's edge.
"Kahva!" Tommy's sudden yell startled her as she walked around
the little ravine, and as she whirled about to look for him, she failed
to see her foot coming down on a loose rock. She screamed as she slipped
and fell to one side, her left hand, then the rest of her, splashing in
the pool. Tommy, Sheena and Alacor all raced up as she got to her feet,
Tommy reaching her first.
"Where have you been, you had me worried sick!" Sheena called
out as Tommy picked the girl up out of the pool, most of it water now on
her, or sinking into the ground. "Don't do that again, I didn't know
what had happened to you... oh Kahva," she said, wrapping her soul-sister
in a hug that didn't allow the girl time to catch her breath. "Are
you ok? You look like you fell pretty hard," Sheena asked, worry in
her eyes.
"Well, I'm wet," she managed to say with a slight smile once
Sheena released her. "Tommy, honest, I did shower this morning, I
don't think I needed another one. Well, I didn't until I fell part-way
into that hole over there. Be careful, this place probably has more of
them." Alacor had been standing back from the young people, and relayed
her warning to the councilors who had finally reached the edge of the wasteland.
"That's it, I've already decided, Billy is going to make you a communicator
just as soon as we get home, even though you aren't a Ranger. It's too
dangerous for you not to have one," Sheena declared.
Kahva grinned at that. "You mean it's too nerve-wracking for you to
not be able to contact me." Her grin turned to confusion as she flexed
her left hand. "My hand... it feels... strange."
"Let me check the bandage," Tommy offered, already taking her
hand.
"It's not a bad kind of weird though... it tingles. It's... kind of...
nice, actually." Tommy was unwrapping the bandanna he'd left on her
hand. As it came off, Tommy's face filled with shock..
"Ummm..." he stared at something. Kahva glanced down. "What
is it, Tommy?" Then she stared also: the cut on her hand was gone.
Her hand was healed and whole as if the injury had never happened. Alacor
came over to examine it with trembling hands of his own, Tommy telling
him how deep it had been just the day before. A startled gasp from Sheena
drew all their attention away from the vanished cut for a few moments though.
"Sheena, what is it?" Tommy wondered.
"Guys, is it just me, or is everything turning... green?" Sheena
stared around them. They all looked up to see verdant green grass springing
into existence all around them, and crystal clear water springing up from
almost everywhere. Flowers grew and blossomed, filling the air with the
scent of roses, jasmine, jonquils and countless others, banishing the smell
of sulfur forever. In less time than it takes to tell, they stood in the
middle of a colorful, bounteous garden the likes of which none of them
had ever seen before. Alacor smiled at Kahva as the other search parties
found their way to the wasteland, witnesses to the miraculous rebirth..
"Remember this," he quoted the Prophecy. "There will be
a trial of sorrow and pain, death and non-life. When lifeblood joins lifeblood,
the circle will be complete, and a new dawn will be seen. The Child will
have returned to right the wrong, bringing what will be dead back to life.
This we promise you, Elysia and Zordon. Your sacrifice and loss will not
be in vain, rather it will save those who are to come. You will know this
time, by the return of the first and last of the past yet to come."
Alacor turned to see that none gathered there could question what had happened.
"The Prophecy has been fulfilled," he proclaimed. "None
can doubt you anymore, you truly are the Child of the Prophecy, Kahva Briton.
The Mystic Springs are your lifeblood, as you are its lifeblood. The first;
you, and the last; Kahva Kilanye, of the past have returned to Eltar. The
circle is complete, we now see the new dawn."
Kahva spied the floating light at the edge of the crowd just then; if she
didn't know better, she would say that it seemed rather satisfied with
her. She was only dimly aware of Alacor's next words: "Welcome home."
THE END