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When the other agents were just a floor away, Alex stood and started trying to establish communications with Lucy. Maggie checked in with James and Winn. Cat Grant was insisting on staying in CatCo and getting an information feedback up. James was going to stay with her, and Winn was waiting for a group of agents to retrieve him on their way to the DEO. Maggie heard Alex squawk in protest to something Lucy said and grinned. She started relaying information between precincts and substations throughout the city, using the DEO’s far more powerful radio system.
Alex started to delegate roles as agents arrived. She sent two of the newest agents down to the mess hall to cart up enough food for everyone. Sustenance was as necessary as getting things back in working order. When more agents arrived, she sent two to check Medical and set up the emergency cots and gurneys. They would start a sleep rotation there, as well as deal with any injuries. Maggie knew she was going to have to rope Alex’s team into helping her drug Alex to take a four-hour nap. Lucy had already half-heartedly ordered rest on both of them but knew they would ignore her.
Once there were enough agents to hold the hub, the floors directly above and below it, and the entrance hall, Maggie coaxed Alex into her office, where Ford had snuck a cot and some food. Alex tried to protest.
“You’ve been awake since before this invasion started,” Maggie said, tugging Alex down to the cot next to her. “You will faint. Ford will be in here like the good, well-trained baby agent he is the moment they hear anything from Kara. Eat. Sleep.”
“Stay with me?”
“Of course.” It was a lie. Maggie would flee the moment the Phantom arrived. She would not give him a chance to hurt Alex.
Alex barely got through half her plate of food before she was laying down. She curled up on her side, waiting for Maggie to settle next to her before pulling the wool blanket over them. She was out within moments. Maggie sighed in relief and settled in to keep watch.
“Sleep, Mags,” Jason murmured over the comms. “Me and Billy are here.”
She closed her eyes, surprised when her brain shut down at the chance for sleep. She didn’t dream, and neither did Alex given the lack of flinching or crying out. Still, it was dark out over the city when there was a frantic knock on the door.
“Agent Danvers! Detective Sawyer!” Ford’s voice called through the door, not daring to open it. “You’re needed at the command center!”
Alex groaned as she pushed herself up. “We’re moving!” She grabbed her tac vest and the rest of the cold sandwich, taking bites as they headed out the door.
Ford was waiting for them, anxious as he updated them on the safe havens and headcount and status of agents both in the city and the building. When Alex demanded why he woke them, he shook his head. “Caldwell sent me up here the moment the alarms when off. He didn’t give me a chance to hear why.”
They took the stairs down two at a time. Alex sent Ford for his four-hour nap, noticing just how dead on his feet he was. He didn’t protest, just broke off and headed to Medical. Alex aimed for the first working computer and instantly knew what was going on.
“The DEO system registered a major Kryptonite signature in downtown National City.” She glanced at the blue name bar associated with the comm unit moving over the screen. “Oh, my God, Kara.”
Alex took off, and Maggie was on her heels. Alex used her override codes to make the elevator move a hint faster than usual, and they took the first vehicle they came across outside. Five minutes of speeding through debris, over Daxamite bodies, and around makeshift barricades brought them to the promenade where two blurs were smashing into things and falling from the sky. They arrived at the fountain just as Clark knocked Kara into the water. Maggie listened on her comm as Jason said he was on his way.
Kara ended the brawl before a Power Ranger could risk a very public fight with Superman. Alex rushed into the cold water and caught Kara as her legs gave out. Maggie kept an eye on Clark as she joined them, helping Alex get Kara out of the water. They leaned her against a wall before hauling Clark onto the concrete. When they turned away, Kara’s eyes were closed, and she was slumped over. Alex crashed to her knees next to her sister, shaking her and trying to stick to saying ‘Supergirl’ instead of ‘Kara.
Maggie was about to tap on her DEO comm to call for medical evac when Kara jolted awake. Maggie took a step forward, hand on Alex’s shoulder and tugging her up in case the Kryptonite in Clark was now affecting her. Kara stood and hefted Clark over her shoulder. Before Alex could say anything but Kara’s name, there was an arm wrapped around her and Maggie barely had a chance to watch them fly off.
“Alpha, what’s their trajectory?” she demanded over the comms.
“They seem to be headed for the Fortress of Solitude.”
Maggie sighed. “Send Alex a coat, please?”
“I shall after they arrive.”
Maggie’s armor suddenly covered her. She whirled around just in time to catch the Phantom’s fist coming at her head. Jason and Zack were at her side a moment later, then Trini joined them. It wasn’t enough, even after Kim entered the fray. Maggie felt bile crawl up her throat as the Phantom hit her with another blast, cutting her connection to the Grid. He didn’t manage to do more than that before both Ranger weapons and yellow Daxamite blasts rained down on him. Maggie looked up to see both civilians and police officers armed and taking aim. She was grateful for the dark of night and destroyed lighting. No one could see her clearly behind the rubble of concrete benches and tables.
The Phantom fled. Her teammates surrounded her and Alpha teleported them to the ship. In the Grid room, Kim and Jason sat her on the green-tinged pedestal on the edge of the swirling manifestation of their powers. Being so close to the Grid should’ve made her feel better, but she could barely taste it in the back of her throat. There was nothing to grasp when she reached for her powers.
“I can’t feel anything,” she choked out, hands scrambling for her Power Coin in her pocket.
Trini sat down behind her and wrapped her arms around Maggie. “Deep breath, we’re right here.”
Kim and Zack took hold of her hands. Jason and Billy leaned on her shoulders. Trini calmly talked her down, talked her into remembering their connection was more than just the Grid and Coins. Maggie felt the panic recede, felt the weakness and ache in her bones fade. She could focus on their presences after a while. Trini went quiet, and Maggie closed her eyes.
Jason was steady to her left, Billy vibrant to her right. In her left hand, Zack’s energy swirled eagerly. Kim’s power pulsed in time with her heartbeat. Behind her, Trini was calm. On the other side of the room, she could feel Zordon’s faint echo and Alpha’s artificial connection. Slowly, Maggie reached deep into herself and found the hum of her power that harmonized with those around her. She could almost feel her Dragon Zord shift in content as the connection between them re-established.
Maggie opened her eyes to see her tinted face mask. Her friends were in their armor as well. Relief swept through her, even as their suits faded away. She could feel the low thrum from the Grid beside them again.
Jason sat next to her and Trini. “Zordon, how did other teams get rid of the Phantom Ranger? Was there anything special they did?”
“Past teams have merely been stronger than the one Phantom sent against them. Those teams were much like this one, standing with their persecuted teammate.”
“We know the Daxamite weapons hurt him,” Kim said, “but that probably won’t last, knowing our luck.”
“That’s strange in itself,” Alpha said. “No Ranger should be affected by anything outside the energies of the Morphing Grid. Your enemies also use a form of Morphing Grid energy. That’s what makes Rangers necessary to protect the Zeo Crystal.”
Maggie let go of Zack and Kim’s hands so they could sit as well. “Are we even sure the Phantoms are doing what the Grid wants? I’ve been able to morph both times he’s attacked, and my Coin hasn’t abandoned me.”
“The Phantom Rangers aren’t sent by the Morphing Grid,” Zordon said. “They merely enforce the Rules.”
“Did you have to deal with a Phantom Ranger when Rita went crazy?” Zack asked.
“No, due to the fact we were trying to stop her as well.” He looked at the Grid in the center of the room as it began to shift, showing their final fight. “Had we not destroyed her on Earth, I believe a Phantom Ranger would’ve gone after her.”
Trini motioned to the entirely morphed Green Ranger in the Grid. “Why did she look different for us?”
Alpha brought up a map of the galaxy on one of the screens. “Rita came to Earth specifically because there was no sentient life here. Earth’s Zeo Crystal and the Morphing Grid energies it was casting couldn’t adapt fast enough to weaken her.”
“Is that why she had Goldar?” Kim asked. “Because she couldn’t call the Dragon Zord?”
“Precisely,” Zordon said, nodding once. “Doing so would have strained her already tenuous connection to the Morphing Grid.”
Maggie slipped away from Trini and crouched next to the swirling Grid. She watched as her memories replayed in the mist. “The last time I was able to hurt a Ranger, it was with the dagger Zedd gave me. Even when me and Jase had amnesia and attacked you guys in Gasket’s arena, our blade blasters did nothing. If he has the Grid on his side, I shouldn’t have been able to gut him.”
“Which is kind of your signature move,” Kim said, “so he should’ve seen that coming, too.”
Maggie rolled her eyes, glad there were no hard feelings there. “Zordon, can we watch the whole thing?”
The feed from her armor filled the room, dropping them in the hall at the DEO. It started from the moment her armor covered her, cut out when he severed her connection to her Coin and resumed when Kim and Trini landed. The room became the promenade, the field of view more extensive due to all of them being there.
“I’m pretty sure we can come up with something that uses the same energy as the Daxamite weapons,” Billy said as the Phantom teleported away. “We can just all carry their staff weapons, but if we need our Zords, it’ll be a good idea to have a program we can upload to the weapons system.”
“Are we going to need our Zords?” Trini asked Zordon.
“There have been no records of Phantom Rangers having Zords,” he said, shaking his head. “Their ships are for transportation alone.”
The confrontations started to replay and Maggie stood to circle the room, watching everything through again from different angles. There was something here, some clue, she knew it. The Grid dealt with traitors to the powers, and the Phantoms weren’t official. Maybe it was her years in law enforcement talking, but that same instinct told her the Phantom was in the wrong, not herself.
The others waited quietly, softly picking apart the Phantom’s fighting style amongst themselves. Alpha left the room. Maggie paused the replay when it started over. “Zordon, where do their powers come from?”
“Likely they have the technology to channel the grid as a Power Coin would, as they can disconnect a Ranger from it.”
“Do their Coins have a lineage?” Every Ranger could trace back through time those who came before them. Before Maggie was Rita, and before her was a man named Lokar.
“No one knows who the Phantom Rangers are.”
She moved to stand in front of the frozen image of the Phantom. “So. They don’t have a Zeo Crystal to protect. The legacy of their Coins isn’t recorded like ours. They don’t have Zords.” She let the replay start up again, then paused it when she caught the Phantom’s fist at the promenade. “Every other time a Ranger has been around me, I’ve felt it. We all know when there’s another one of us around. That’s how we knew Trey when he crash-landed here.”
“Are you suggesting the Phantoms aren’t Rangers?” Jason asked, standing and joining her.
“I’m not suggesting it. I’ve laid out every reason why they aren’t.”
Billy started to pace. “If he’s not part of the Morphin Grid, there’s no way he’s stronger than us. If he’s not stronger than us...”
“We can kick his ass,” Trini said, smirking. “And -if- he has some kind of connection to the Grid, we can take his fancy gun and shoot him with it.”
“Rangers, if you are correct, you may have come across a conspiracy spanning time and space.” Zordon looked deeply troubled. “Should you prove this to be true, we will need to alert every Power Ranger in the Corps.”
Jason nodded, squeezing Maggie’s shoulder. “We will. After we find a way to end a hostile takeover while dealing with someone who can kill us.”
“No pressure, then,” Zack said, grinning from his perch on Maggie’s platform.
Alpha returned with a tray laden with food. The team descended on him as the replay started back up. They ate on the stairs, watching the fight again, attentive to what they could do better. When it started over once more, Maggie realized how close Alex came to learning her secret and being seen as a threat by the Phantom.
“Wait,” Kim said, raising her hand, stopping the playback. “Go back to when he started talking.” The scene reversed a few seconds, played the sentence, and she froze it again. “ ‘I was waiting to see if you would take the opportunity to end this foothold.’ Foothold. I know that word. Why do I know that word?”
Billy started snapping rapidly, and his eyes screwed shut. “Foothold foothold foothold I know it, too.”
“Holy fucking Stargate are you serious right now?” Trini said, eyes going wide as she looked at Maggie. “Did we really retain something from binge-watching nineties sci-fi?”
Maggie rolled her eyes. “First of all, only the first three seasons take place in the nineties, which we were alive for. Second, I think he just gave us something critical.”
Alpha nodded, eager, and got rid of the replay. The darkened Grid room took a moment to adjust to, but soon he had holo-screens up along the walls. “If the Daxamites are trying to gain a foothold in National City, this may all be a precursor to a takeover of Earth itself.”
“Which is not the most viable reason for Power Rangers to interfere,” Zordon said. “However, Daxam has not had Power Rangers in over three hundred years.”
The team looked at each other as Alpha filled screens with information from the Daxamite flagship. It had been enough of a surprise to hear Alpha supporting Maggie staying in National City to find Alex. Now Zordon wasn’t protesting using their influence against someone who was no real threat to the Zeo Crystal. Then again, his warnings would fall on deaf ears and the Morphing Grid would be the final judge.
They got up and started looking at the information filling the screens. All they had to do was find evidence of Rhea planning more than an invasion of National City. It wouldn’t be enough to justify their actions to more judgmental teams, but having the data available in the Corps’ database would make them seem a little less out of control. Plus, they could hijack the Daxamite’s broadcasting system to show everyone just how much Rhea was planning.
Maggie looked over at Alpha. “Let me know if anything happens to Alex?”
“I’m almost insulted you expect anything less from me at this point.”
“Sorry, just...distracted.” She smiled a little. “I know you have our backs.”
“Yeah, well, I really don’t feel like training a whole new team of Rangers, is all.”
“We love you, too,” Trini drawled from her screen, where she was highlighting things.
Maggie refocused on the screen in front of her. They were on their way to saving the world. All they needed was a little more time.
~*~
Maggie jolted awake when she heard Alex’s ringtone blare from the cell phone above her head. Zordon had sent them to sleep for a few hours at dawn, which meant a puppy pile of Power Rangers in a common relaxation area of the ship.
“That is so gay,” Trini muttered.
Maggie reached over Zack to thump her fist against her. “Alex?”
“Where are you? Are you okay? No one’s seen you since we left the DEO, and they’re saying there was some kind of Power Ranger fight where we were….”
“Shit.” She sat up. “I’m fine. Everything’s fine. Just, needed to recharge and couldn’t get back to the DEO. Is Kara okay? And Clark?”
“They’ve recovered, and we have a plan.”
“The sound of your voice says this is a bad plan.”
“It’s a plan worthy of the Danvers Sisters.”
“I’m heading to you now.” She shoved the blankets off her legs and started to climb out of the makeshift group bed. “How are you holding up?”
“I’m not dead?”
“I’ll be there in twenty minutes.” She got her shoes on and grabbed her jacket. Her teammates were getting up as well, no longer able to sleep knowing they were needed.
“I’ve got a building full of agents and two supers with me. I’m safe.”
Maggie grabbed a roll off the tray Alpha had left with them and shoved some veggies and meat in it. “Right now, that building and those supers are the biggest targets.”
“The closer you are to danger, the further you are from harm?”
“Twenty minutes, Danvers. Try not to give Rhea a reason to shoot you for at least twenty minutes.” She waved at her friends, and they flashed her various signs of farewells.
“If I don’t promise, it won’t be a lie.”
Alpha teleported her to the halfway point between the promenade and the DEO. Maggie checked her surroundings before heading out of the alley. “Alex.”
“I love you, Maggie.”
“Yeah, I love you, too.” They hung up and Maggie bit into her meager breakfast before picking up a discarded staff weapon. Readying herself for a fight, Maggie dared the world to try and keep her from Alex a minute longer than necessary.
~*~
There were a lot fewer Daxamites on the streets on the second day than Maggie expected. Either it was the proximity to the DEO, or Rhea realized her soldiers were finite and human resistance was not. It couldn’t be good for Daxamite moral, to have the less advanced planet killing them off and turning their weapons against them. She wondered if there would be a few Daxamite ships that would surrender if the Megazord showed up.
Maggie shelved the fantasy when she reached the DEO. No one stopped her from entering, though she did have to add her acquired weapon to the pile at the front doors. One of the agents watching the street must have sent word of her because Ford was waiting.
“You look like you actually slept,” Maggie said as they got in an elevator.
He nodded, a hint shy. “They let me sleep until I woke up on my own instead of just four hours. We’re using the barracks now that there’s more of us here.” He updated her on the status of the NCPD. Most emergency communication systems were back up and running, though they were sparsely used since the Daxamites were probably eavesdropping. It was enough to pass on the most vital and public of information.
In the command hub, Ford pointed out Alex and headed off. Maggie made her way to Alex’s side and found herself in a hug. The embrace felt terrific, even after hours with those she shared a powerful bond. When they pulled apart, Alex led her up to a conference room upstairs and explained Kara’s plan to challenge Rhea to trial by combat.
Maggie felt her jaw drop. “Rhea doesn’t have any honor to follow through even if Kara broke half the bones in her body!”
“Which is why we’re trying to come up with a backup plan. Lucy has enough surface to air missiles to make a dent on the east side of the fleet, but that runs the risk of ships crashing down into the city. The Hoshin frigate will only take out so many other ships before it’s destroyed. Kara and Clark will be able to destroy a few ships themselves, but if Rhea has any more kryptonite…”
“Do you think the Daxamites are so tired of losing to us that they would follow Mon-El’s lead?” Maggie wished she could tell Alex everything they learned from Alpha’s hack of the flagship. Zordon was still hesitant to throw every rule out the window even if they suspected the Phantom Ranger was a fraud. The Morphing Grid could yet pass judgment on all of them for flagrant violation of the rules.
Alex shook her head. “They think he's a traitor. Even if there were a shipful of Daxamites willing to leave, they’d just get shot down on Rhea’s orders.”
There may yet be a way for Maggie to lead the conversation to Alex making her own assumptions. “But this is the last of them, right? Daxam was destroyed with Krypton. Are they really going to keep dying for a cause that’s obviously not getting anywhere?”
Alex frowned. “You know, I don’t know if this is all of them. Why would Rhea need to build a whole portal? Why weren’t the ships just out of DEO sensor range?” She stood quickly, her chair rolling back. “We need to talk to Mon-El.”
Maggie stood and followed her. “You mean you haven’t given him a shovel talk yet? Or are we gonna get to defend Lena’s honor?”
Alex looked back at her to roll her eyes. “I already gave him a shovel talk, and he doesn’t actually want to marry Lena.”
They found Mon-El with Winn at his computer. Alex leaned against the desk next to him and Maggie perched at Winn’s side. “Are there any more Daxamite ships?”
Mon-El frowned, confused. “Not that I know of, but I didn’t bother asking.”
Alex looked over at Maggie, then back down at him. “Is it possible this isn’t the entire Daxamite population? Could Rhea have more ships waiting on the other side of the portal?”
Mon-El and Winn traded slightly horrified looks. Winn started typing rapidly and Mon-El stood, pacing to the roundtable and back. “She did say ‘this world will look so much better when we’re done with it.’ But this isn’t a large enough fleet to take on a planet like Earth. Lacking a similar level of technology doesn’t make this world less dangerous.”
“Winn, put a team together and go through the data on that portal,” Alex ordered. “Find a way to destroy it without putting a crater in its place.” She looked at Mon-El. “Would a regular soldier know if Rhea was going to bring reinforcements?”
“They wouldn’t know the whole plan, but they would know if there were more ships.”
“Take a team and bring a soldier back alive and relatively unharmed. I can’t physically torture him, but I can set the sound system in the cell to play Barney songs until he screams.”
Mon-El nodded. “I have no idea what that means, but by the looks on Winn and Maggie’s faces, I’m guessing that’s a lot worse than breaking his fingers one at a time.” He headed off towards the agent who had the official list of teams ready and able to move out.
Alex moved around Winn to squeeze Maggie’s hand. “You might want to warn the stations there could be more incoming. I’m going to check on J’onn.”
“I’ll go grab us some food when I’m done. I can hear your stomach.”
Alex rolled her eyes but smiled. Maggie headed over to the console she had commandeered the night before. The communications agent there gave her access for the few minutes needed to get the word out. After thanking the agent, she headed down to the mess hall.
When she got back, J’onn was up and moving and ordering people around as if he hadn’t been in a coma for the past day. She stood next to Alex, handing off the chicken salad burrito. Alex sighed but didn’t protest, digging in as Winn and another agent caught J’onn up on the details Alex hadn’t known. He then checked in with various departments and teams. Kara and Clark were sent off to end the sensationalism of the upcoming throw down. Alex and Maggie sat next to Winn at his computer, going over what they knew about the Daxamite ships and how they could help Lucy use that information to the best advantage should it come down to her and the desert base. When Alex finished her sandwich and subtly looked around for more food, Maggie pulled three cookies wrapped in a napkin out of her pocket. Winn pouted but didn’t dare ask Alex to share.
Kara, Clark, and Mon-El returned at the same time. The Daxamite soldier was locked up. Kara and Clark explained Lillian’s lead bomb idea. Maggie was both horrified and relieved. On the one hand, Mon-El would be shipped off to save his own life, and not every Daxamite would be so lucky to escape. As much as she wanted the Daxamites off her planet, she didn’t want to lessen the numbers of an already decimated people. On the other hand, it would stop the current invasion and prevent a future one. It was hypocritical for her to put Alex above the planet, yet Earth above Mon-El, but she was only human. She may be a Ranger who had to follow lofty ideals of self-control and peacekeeping, but those were defended by the deaths of every enemy put in her path.
Maggie made sure the police on the streets would be able to clear the area around the building Kara and Rhea had agreed to use. It was directly beneath the flagship, so there wasn’t likely to be anyone hanging around unless they already had a death wish. Just before Kara was about to leave, Maggie pulled Alex aside.
“I need to be out there.” She searched Alex’s eyes, hoping she understood. “I took an oath to protect and serve, Alex. I can’t stay in here while everything is happening out there.”
Alex nodded. “I’ll go with you. We’ll take my team; I know they’re itching to get going.”
Maggie shook her head, knowing she couldn’t have anyone leave the building with her. “You’re needed here. You know J’onn is gonna be out there, and he’s going to trust you to run things here, no one else.”
Alex went from understanding to pissed in no time. “You don’t actually believe I’m going to just stand here-”
“I went back out with Guardian. There's a substation two blocks from here. I’m going to meet up with a SWAT crew, gear up with them.”
Alex’s grip on her hands was tight and would’ve been bruising to anyone who wasn’t a Ranger. “I don’t like it. I understand completely, but I don’t like it.”
Maggie pulled Alex into a hug. “James has been doing this for a few months. These guys have been trained to handle tough situations. They’ll have my back.”
“They better, or they go through a new kind of training with me and Luce.” Considering how Alex and Lucy loved to break cocky recruits, Maggie didn’t doubt her ability to make a SWAT team pay.
“I promise I’ll be as safe as possible.” She pulled back. “If Rhea does bring more ships, I’ll bring the team back here to regroup.”
“Okay. Be careful. I love you.”
Maggie would never get tired of hearing those words. “Stay safe. I love you, too.”
Alex didn’t let go of her hands until the last moment. Maggie could only hope they would see each other again in this life.
~*~
The Grid allowed them to morph, and Alpha teleported them in between Kara and Rhea. He then hijacked the Daxamite broadcasting system and made sure everyone saw what was about to happen. Seeing six Power Rangers in full armor made the two combatants pause and consider their life choices.
Jason stepped forward and turned slightly towards Rhea, keeping Kara in his peripheral vision. “Queen Rhea of Daxam, your threat to Earth ends here. You are to take your fleet and leave Earth in peace.”
“I find it interesting you only step in now, Rangers of Earth,” Rhea said, not backing down in the least. “Why not say something when I first arrived?”
“The Ranger Corps exists to stop threats to entire planets. National City is important to its residents, but not to the future survival of Earth. We found evidence of a larger fleet waiting on the other side of your portal. Now, you have our attention.”
Rhea still wasn’t swayed. “And what will the six of you do to hundreds of ships?”
Jason didn’t need to signal them. Maggie and Kim leaped up and landed on the Pterodactyl Zord as it flew above them. Kim settled in the cockpit and Maggie crouched behind the domed window. She held on as Kim weaved through buildings. The Daxamite ships tried to target them and failed miserably. When they reached the coast a few seconds later, Maggie dropped down into her Dragon Zord. She aimed at a row of half a dozen ships, and Alpha used that information to teleport those on-board to the beach below her. The spines along the back of the Dragon lit up in rapid succession as power built up. The bright green beam of energy that flew out of the Dragon’s maw vaporized the six ships. There wasn’t even ash left to float off on the wind.
Maggie leaped out of her Zord and back onto Kim’s as she flew back around. No one tried to shoot them this time. They returned to the rooftop, dropping down beside their teammates a mere minute after leaving. Kara looked slightly horrified, Mon-El looked grim, and Rhea was impressed.
“You can leave with your life and the lives of your people,” Jason said. “If you fight us, we will destroy every Daxamite that causes further harm to this planet and its people.”
Rhea held herself tall. “And where would we go, Ranger?” She pointed at Kara. “The arrogance of her people destroyed Daxam. Making the planet she calls home ours is a fitting justice.”
“By killing the human race?” Zack asked, incredulous. “Did floating in space for the last decade and some fuck with your mind that badly?”
Rhea looked insulted and Maggie knew her friends were taking advantage of having helmets. They were grinning even if Zordon was muttering about political relations.
“The Ranger Corps will provide you with a list of planets that are willing to help the Daxamites,” Jason said, “as well as uninhabited planets suitable for permanent settling. And, yes, those planets are still willing to aid you even after this display.”
“None of this would have happened if you had just come with us when we first arrived,” Rhea said to Mon-El.
He didn’t back down, and instead stepped past Kara. “You’re the one who spent years searching for someone you didn’t even know was alive. Our people could’ve been living in peace. Instead, you dragged them through space on a quest for someone you might never have found.”
“I’ve come too far to turn back now.”
“No, you’ve gone too far to see reason anymore. You have a choice to live and build New Daxam properly. Instead, you’re standing here trying to justify genocide.”
“I will accept the Ranger Corps’ offer of aid if you leave with us.”
Mon-El glared but took a deep breath. He glanced back at Kara, then looked his mother in the eye. “I’ll go with our people. If you step down as Queen and give up all power and control.”
Rhea was outraged. “You have no idea how to rule!”
“Then why do you even want me around?! If I serve no purpose to our people, what good am I to you?!”
“You are MY son and-”
“That’s it, isn’t it?” Mon-El shook his head. “You don’t actually care about me or our people. All you care about is having what’s yours.”
Maggie whistled just loud enough for their comms, but not the ears of those around them. On the rare depressing days, she dreamed about returning to her family and seeing her parents again. Events like this made her realize she was better off with the bonds she had forged with those like the Rangers, Jacob, and the Superfriends.
Mon-El looked up at the ships spread over them. “People of Daxam. If you would have me as a leader with a lot to learn, I will find us a new home. I will give us a chance at peace, at stability. If you wish for that life, power down your weapons and return to the portal you came through.”
Silence seemed to sweep through the city. Maggie wondered if a new kind of battle would break out, one between those loyal to Rhea and those who wished to rest. Suddenly, beams of light flew up from the city as hundreds of Daxamites returned to their ships. It barely took a minute for the roar of engines to fade as the fleet returned to the portal in the valley.
The royal guard that had come with Rhea stepped forward. “The people of Daxam accept you as our King.”
Mon-El shook his head. “I will keep the title of Prince until I’ve earned the right to be called King.”
The guard nodded. “As you wish, my Prince.”
“You will not hold your power for long,” Rhea said, seething with anger. “I have those loyal to me, who will see you unfit to lead.”
“Actually,” Trini said as she stepped forward, “you’re wrong. Again.”
Six columns of colored light landed on the opposite side of Maggie’s team. Six Martians materialized, three White, three Green, all having shape-shifted into an approximation of their armor. A planet’s Zeo Crystal couldn’t support more than one Ranger of any color, but not only did no one know that, but no one present knew the real design of the Martian armor.
Due to being unable to morph, however, M’gann didn’t have the voice synthesizer to protect her identity. Why she chose not to change her vocal chords, Maggie didn’t know. “The Power Rangers of Mars will ensure a smooth transition of power.”
Kara and Mon-El had gaping mouths. Kara took a step towards her, halted, and glanced at the screen below the flagship. She was aware of the transmission, but full of questions.
M’gann nodded to her, her voice becoming a bit more genuine. “I will explain everything in a few hours, Supergirl.”
Kara straightened, reminded of her current duty, and nodded. “Of course. Thank you.”
M’gann looked at Rhea and Mon-El. “Our Ranger powers will allow us to find any threat to you, Prince Mon-El. You can deal with them accordingly before leaving Earth.”
Mon-El’s gratefulness showed in the way his shoulders loosened. “Thank you, Yellow Ranger of Mars.” He said nothing of Martians being unable to read Daxamite minds. He looked at Kara. “Not every Daxamite is a soldier. We have doctors and technology at our disposal. I’ll send the troops back through to the other side of the portal and have all the help I can get into as few ships as possible.” He nodded up to the flagship. “I’ll have them start scanning for trapped people. What medical personnel we have now, I’ll send to the hospitals and clinics.”
Kara nodded. “I’ll go with you, to help introduce them to the staff at the medical centers.”
Mon-El kept his smile polite, but it was obvious he was glad Kara would still be at his side. Maggie had no idea what was in store for them next, but she supposed she could be supportive if Mon-El were going to step out of his frat-boy persona. The Martians, Daxamites, and Kara left the roof via transmat. Alpha ended the broadcast, returning control to the flagship. The Rangers eased their posture, trading high fives and laughing, mocking Rhea’s voice.
The Phantom Ranger chose that moment to remind them their more personal task. “This blatant abuse of your power has condemned both Mars and Earth’s Ranger teams.”
They all aimed their blade blasters, trusting Alpha to upload the Daxamite energy changes to them. Maggie stepped forward, putting herself between her friends and the Phantom. She wasn’t entirely confident she could win a fight against him, but knowing she had her friends behind her, knowing he was a fraud, steadied her hands and kept her calm.
“Someone who has never protected a planet doesn’t get to judge me, judge us. In fact, a Ranger without a team can’t possibly be a Power Ranger. After being so close to the Morphing Grid to recover from your second attempt to take my powers, we’ve noticed something. You don’t exist to us.” Maggie saw the tiniest flinch at the Phantom’s shoulders and smirked. “Every Ranger we’ve met in the past twelve years had a presence. We’ve always known who other Rangers were.”
“There’s a reason we’re known as Phantom Rangers, you idiot child.”
“No,” Maggie said, confident, no longer afraid. “If I weren't worthy of my Coin, it would’ve abandoned me a month ago and found a new Green Ranger. But ever since you’ve been here, my powers have done everything possible to protect me from you. I’m starting to think you’re not a threat to just me, but the Morphing Grid itself.”
The Phantom let out a yell and fired a barrage of blasts. Maggie and her team ducked and scattered. Trini and Zack took careful aim and fired first, sending the Phantom stumbling. Kim and Billy moved in, knocking him to the ground with strikes powerful enough to dent his armor. Jason kicked the Phantom’s weapon away from his hand, suppressing the urge to crush either under his heel. The strength of their bond and the conviction behind their belief meant the Phantom never stood a chance.
Zack and Jason hauled the panting Phantom up by his arms, putting pressure on joints that would hurt the most if snapped. Maggie switched her blaster over to the blade and stabbed down between his supposed Power Coin and his suit. He flinched and cursed her as she pried the piece of glass off.
The Phantom’s armor didn’t fade into him like a proper Ranger’s. Instead, it shifted and shrank, moving to store itself in his belt, shoulder pieces, and cuffs. The blue-skinned alien resembled Zordon’s people, the Eltarans, but Maggie figured there had been sixty-five million years of evolution involved. She sincerely hoped Phantoms could be anyone. If they were just Eltarans alone, who were widespread throughout the neighboring galaxies, Maggie knew an even more significant conspiracy was at hand.
Jason shoved the Phantom down and Kim took his place so he could stand beside Maggie. “You get to spend a very long time in our brig while every ally we have visits to study your ship and gear. Every bit of information we find will be known to the entire Ranger Corps.”
“You can’t stop us,” the Phantom said. “We will continue to ensure the Morphing Grid only has the purest of champions.”
Jason shook his head. “As long as Ranger teams stick together, we are more powerful than you will ever be. After all, the Grid hasn’t made you one of us.”
Alpha teleported him away. Maggie leaned against Jason and felt him do the same to her. The Phantom Rangers weren’t real. Her connection to the Grid was safe, was valid and sure. She was worthy of her Powers.
“You need to check in before Alex leads a search party,” Jason said, nudging her up.
“Yeah. I’m kinda surprised she isn’t calling me.” Maggie groaned as her phone started to ring.
“Gaaaaay,” Trini called from where she and Kim were laying on the concrete roof, exhausted.
“Takes one to know one,” Maggie said just before Alpha teleported her away. Her armor was gone when she landed near the substation, hidden from view. She answered her phone, leaning against a brick wall. “Hey, Alex.”
“Please tell me you saw all of that?”
“Of course! As much as it sucks that you were right about there being more of them, it worked out in our favor.” She was relieved they had the idea to broadcast the whole thing. She wouldn’t have to pretend she didn’t know what had happened.
“I just hope people take their help. Are you coming back this way?”
“I want to check in with Jacob, but I’ll be there soon.” She really did,
“Okay. Hey. I love you.” There was still a level of shyness when Alex said the words, but it only made them sound more meaningful.
Maggie smiled. “I love you, too.” She hung up and headed for the substation. The world was saved, the Phantom Rangers were exposed, and her identity was intact. There really was no happier ending.
~*~
Maggie spent an hour at the substation, doing a far more official check-in than she wanted at that moment. Thankfully, most of it was over the phone with Chief O’Neill. She had to email him a timeline of events, but didn’t need to make it a detailed one until her official report. After logging everything necessary with her service weapon, she was free to go. There was no quicker way to the DEO than on foot. Between the makeshift barricades, abandoned cars, and mess of destruction, the roads were being strictly controlled by and for emergency vehicles. Maggie had heard the National Guard was finally getting deeper into the city after being held off by Daxamites.
Even though the crisis was over, Maggie was allowed in without so much as an I.D. check. She knew that would change once everything was back in proper order, but she was going to take advantage of the quick and easy access to Alex. When she got to the command hub, J’onn waved her over.
“I sent her up to her office,” he said, leading her away from the agents. “She won’t leave until Kara’s checked in. You both need food and rest, though.”
Maggie nodded, knowing better than to argue, and not really wanting to do more work. “About M’gann…”
He held up his hand. “I understand. You are under no obligation to tell me anything related to that aspect of your life.”
Maggie smiled at him as he shooed her off. She took the stairs two at a time, gaining one last burst of energy to bring her closer to her girlfriend. Stars, she still had no idea how she managed to get and keep someone like Alex. Sure, Maggie knew she was pretty enough to catch someone’s attention but interesting enough to keep them around was another matter entirely. Alex was surrounded by aliens and those were who excelled in their fields. As far as Alex knew, Maggie was just a cop who had some unique street contacts.
The door to Alex’s office was cracked open, and Maggie peeked inside, calling out softly, “Hey, Alex?”
Alex abandoned the cot by the window before Maggie could finish speaking. Maggie was hauled in and wrapped in a hug. Maggie returned the embrace, closing her eyes as her senses were filled with everything Alex. The overripe but still unique scent of her, the steady sound of her heart, the strength of her hug, and when Maggie kissed the side of her neck, the taste of her. The only reason she pulled away was due to how heavily Alex as leaning against her. Maggie sat them both on the cot and wrapped an arm around Alex’s waist as they looked out over the city.
Maggie sighed, resting her head on Alex’s shoulder. “So. That just happened.”
Alex snorted. “Yeah, it did.” Her stomach growled, and she huffed.
Maggie tilted her head back and saw the wrapped sandwiches and water bottles on the desk. “Is the Force real? Because I could really use it right now.”
“I don’t know about the Force as some kind of energy permeating all life,” Alex mused, “but moving things without touching them is probably just a kind of energy manipulation.”
“I have no energy,” Maggie said, pouting. Still, she got up, trying to keep from giggling. She knew well a type of energy that permeated all life, but she couldn’t go telling the most inquisitive person she knew. Alex would probably drive Alpha mad with questions, even if he did give her access to the Ranger Corps archive.
They ate in silence, slow and steady. There was no rush; they had nowhere to be. Their work, for the day at least, was done. Taking a moment to rest, to enjoy safety and victory, was their reward to themselves. Alex would get no real, public thanks. Maggie would just be lumped in with every other law enforcement officer. Though their friends and coworkers would be grateful for their work, they were also expected to step up to the challenge. For Alex and Maggie, there was no running away, giving up, or saying they couldn’t do it.
The setting sun painted the city in vibrant colors. There were a dozen of Daxamite ships they could see from their vantage point. The glitter of transmat beams caught their eyes every once in awhile. The sounds of sirens went unheard through the glass, but the lights bounced off windows. There was no more black smoke tailing into the sky. Recovering wouldn’t be easy or quick, but there was nothing to do but move forward.
Kara and M’gann flew towards the building from the flagship as the sun touched the horizon. Alex heaved herself up and Maggie followed. They reached the command hub as their friends and found family were making their way towards the conference room. Kara stopped to wrap Alex in a hug, and everyone else kept moving to give them a moment of privacy. Maggie put a seat between her and J’onn at the head of the table, knowing Alex would want to sit there. Winn was already near bursting to ask M’gann questions. James was doing his best to convince him to wait until they were all in the room. Clark put himself between Winn and M’gann, and Winn was suddenly torn between who he wanted to speak to more.
There was a squeal from Kara, and a minute later the sisters walked in with Lucy. She looked as exhausted as Alex, but there was still enough energy in her to look at Maggie and say, “Glad to see all of us pretty people made it through.”
Maggie rolled her eyes, but James preened and said, “I didn’t think you saw me as pretty, Luce.”
She took the seat next to Maggie, Kara on her other side. “Didn’t you spend the majority of your time with either Maggie or Cat Grant? I’d say it was more survival by association.”
J’onn called the room to order before it could dissolve into a battle of wits. He got a head count from Lucy, who had brought over the most rested of her crew to take over the city base for the night. “I know all of us have questions for M’gann. However, just as she has respected the DEO, we’re not going to demand answers to every question.”
“I guess there’s a good reason you guys go out in helmets and masks,” Kara said.
“I wish you would, too,” Alex muttered.
Kara rolled her eyes. “Only, like, two people have realized the resemblance isn’t coincidence.”
“So you’re admitting Cat knows?” Lucy asked. “Or Luthor?”
“Miss Grant does not-” Kara stopped when she saw everyone rolling their eyes. She pouted. “She doesn’t. And neither does Lena.”
M’gann pulled the conversation back on course by putting her Power Coin on the table in front of her. Maggie noted how it was similar yet different to Earth’s Coins. Instead of being rimmed in black glass, it was a red stone around a core of yellow. Maggie also noted how it shifted just a hint to tilt towards Alex. Well. That was something they were all going to have to discuss. “Being a Power Ranger means keeping silent who we are and what we do. There are Rules in place to protect us and those we care about. One of those rules is never to escalate a fight, only defend against one. The Power Rangers of Earth needed undeniable proof the Daxamites were going to be a threat to the whole planet before acting.”
“But why?” Winn asked. “Why not just show up with that wicked Dragon Zord when this all started?”
Maggie was internally pleased to hear the awe in Winn’s voice.
M’gann shook her head. “A long time ago, the Ranger Corps saw what happened if we tried to commit to every problem, even major ones like this. We are only one team, and we can’t be everywhere at once. How do we decide who’s crisis deserves our aid? To stop one war from breaking out only to have to cross the planet to save hundreds from a natural disaster would leave us exhausted.”
Clark, fortunately, was understanding. “Even the two of us stick to our own cities most of the time. There are so many places that could use our help. But what good are we if we don’t take time for ourselves?”
Winn subsided, likely thinking of how Kara was more than just Supergirl. Maggie could understand wanting someone to stop a problem before it started. She also knew why planets and people had to be left alone to figure out their own shit.
M’gann picked up her coin and put it away. “The Earth Rangers asked for our help because we’re telepathic. We won’t be able to look at everyone, but we can make sure those in direct contact with humans and Mon-El won’t be a threat.”
Kara nodded. “Everyone looked relieved at the idea of settling down. Rhea went to every colony and allied planet, uprooting everyone under the idea of sticking together without a homeworld. Those that can go back will be allowed.”
“What’s he going to do with Rhea?” James asked.
“The Power Rangers are dealing with her, actually,” M’gann said. “We’re sending her to the first of many trials she has to face for her crimes against various planets and societies. It will keep her far from any supporters she might have among her people, and it will allow those she wronged some justice. There are Ranger teams in most of those areas, so one of us will be able to make sure she doesn’t escape or has some kind of accident.”
It wasn’t long before J’onn wrapped things up. Maggie was grateful, since she didn’t know just how much M’gann was willing to share about the Ranger Corps. Plus they were all exhausted. Maggie wondered if she and Alex would even make it home, or if they would be bunking in the building again. It wasn’t ideal, but it was the shortest path to sleep.
They headed back out too the command hub. Winn wanted to show M’gann the readings he had on Earth’s Rangers, and Maggie feigned curiosity so she could stay near the other Ranger. Lucy and J’onn spoke with the agent in charge for the night off to the side. Clark and Kara said their goodbyes, and Alex went out to the balcony, likely discussing Kara’s new future in a long distance relationship. Once Kara took off, Maggie headed up to Alex at M’gann’s soft nudge.
“She’ll be okay,” Maggie said, wrapping herself around Alex.
“I hope so,” Alex said, her voice small. “She’s never really dated, and this...They have transmats and video calls, but it’s not the same. I just… She deserves for something in her life to be easy.”
Maggie reluctantly pulled away from Alex to face her. “Hey. I know the Danvers girls. You don’t break easily.”
“Marry me.”
Maggie wondered if her exhaustion was making her hallucinate. “ ‘Scuse me?”
Alex nodded. “Seriously. Marry me. Please.”
The smile that broke out made her face hurt. Her answer was obvious, on the tip of her tongue. Even if this was some rushed, sleep deprived attempt by Alex’s mind at holding on to everything after almost losing it all, Maggie wasn’t going to give Alex any reason to doubt Maggie’s commitment to them.
“Ye--”
Alarms blared in the command hub. A flash of light caught Maggie’s eye. She looked just in time to see a blast from a Daxamite shit come hurtling at them. The concrete under their feet gave way as the building shook with the hit.
Maggie’s grip on Alex tightened and suddenly her world was a little tinted. She couldn’t feel Alex’s warmth, though her weight was very obviously clinging to her torso.
“Why are you green?”
Maggie blinked as her facemask faded away. She had one arm around Alex, who had wrapped around her. Looking up, she saw her other hand digging into the side of the building where the balcony had been. Behind her, the Daxamite ship that had fired on them was surrounded by others, being held in place, on fire and damaged.
Kara was suddenly next to them, panicked and hovering. “Wait. Maggie?”
From above, they all heard J’onn’s shout of, “Lane! Wait!” announce Lucy’s arrival. She peered over the edge, relieved and not at all surprised by the sight. “It’s really not easy being the Green Ranger, is it, Sawyer?”
In unison, the trio below her asked, “You knew?!”
Lucy rolled her eyes. “Alex, you know we wiretap everyone. Granted, all of her recordings get corrupted to the point we don’t bother keeping them-”
“And you didn’t say anything?” Maggie asked, a little awed.
“I know how to keep a secret.” She looked pointedly at Kara, who rolled her eyes.
“Can we maybe have this conversation on something solid?” Alex asked, looking down at the shattered debris far below.
Kara quickly took her sister’s hand and hauled her up. Lucy reached for Maggie’s, and her armor melted away as she lifted back into the building. J’onn and M’gann had held everyone back, likely under the guise of building damage making the floor unstable. Her identity was still safe from anyone who didn’t know her.
“I have so many questions,” Alex said, once again hold Maggie’s hands. “All of the questions, I think.”
“I will answer every single one of them tomorrow.” She looked at Lucy and Kara. “And whatever she misses, I’m sure you two will ask.”
“Breakfast at your place?” Kara asked her sister.
“Lunch,” Alex said. “I want sleep. Real sleep. Uninterrupted sleep.”
Lucy nodded. “Lunch it is. I’ll bring the tequila, cause we’re gonna need it.”
“Just how much do you know?” Maggie asked, almost afraid.
“Enough.” Her smirk was by no means comforting in any way. “Just be happy I sent Winn off in a different direction when he found certain energy readings in your phone.”
Maggie sighed but looked back at Alex. “By the way. Yes.”
Alex smiled, almost shaking in glee. “Yes?”
“Yes.” She met Alex halfway for a kiss.
“Alex proposed,” Kara told Lucy, nearly as happy as her sister.
“I call dibs on planning a bachelorette party.”
Maggie and Alex pulled apart just in time to join Kara in saying, “No.”
Alex tucked Maggie’s hair behind her ears. “Does this mean you like me? Cause that’s what I’m getting here.”
Maggie shook her head and leaned in for another kiss, the smile never fading from either of their faces. “Nerd.”
~*~
Maggie decided to even things up by inviting Trini and Kim for lunch. Alex was only surprised for a moment, before conceding that all of her friends were involved with the DEO. Kim and Trini were excited and willing to join the big discussion. When Kara saw Trini, she immediately challenged the Ranger to a drinking game in hopes of getting revenge for all the times Trini had gotten her drunk on fruity cocktails. Lucy called dibs on recording the results and Kim warned them she was bailing no one out of jail.
Kim and Trini started by telling the story of how they became Rangers when Rita presented herself as threat. Maggie continued the tale with how she found the Green Power Coin and everything she did to get rid of it before being found by the team in detention. It was almost easy for Maggie to share the story of Lord Zedd and her fight against both his mind control and her new friends. Lucy’s questions got too overwhelming, so Alex stopped her after a few were answered in murmurs and brief sentences. Maggie was reminded that Alex had had her own experiences with mind control before. She was grateful for her girlfriend’s sympathy and made a mental note to have that particular talk with her later. With three Rangers answering questions about everything from Ivan Ooze to King Mondo to the Warstar Empire, the other two had a chance to eat while one talked.
After they told them the basics, the questions started. Most of Alex’s questions had to do with their powers. Trini and Maggie were able to answer her best, given their talks amongst themselves and other Rangers after Maggie’s time under Lord Zedd’s control. Lucy wanted to know the structure of the Ranger Corps, as well as how they always managed to destroy the DEO’s files. She found their self policing system interesting, but was a little peeved to hear some mystical force was at work when it came to the recordings. Kara asked about their fights, and other Rangers, eventually working her courage up to ask about Krypton. The three Rangers admitted to being too caught up in their beginnings to have really been paying attention to any real trouble within the Corps.
Maggie wasted no time in sending the request to Alpha. By the time everyone left later that day, she was able to hand over a small video player to Kara. “Krypton’s Ranger history. Take your time, and don’t worry about anyone seeing this. You’re the only one who can operate it.”
Kara nodded and hugged her tight, using far more strength than before. “Thank you, Maggie.”
Alex had a few personal questions as they lazed on the couch. Maggie answered them, some happily, some with hesitance. Even after all they’d been through, Maggie knew a secret this big and dangerous may just be the breaking point. Alex surprised her time and again, laughing at Maggie’s antics or holding her through the tougher moments.
“Wait a minute,” Alex said as she got them glasses of water. “There was an attack on Angel Grove just recently. The Green Ranger wasn’t there. Why weren’t you…”
Maggie felt her throat close up. She swallowed, hard, and found the strength to tell Alex the truth. “When you were...Malverne attacked us that day.”
It barely took a moment for Alex to realize what that meant. She almost dropped the cups on the coffee table as she sat. “You stayed here to look for me instead.”
Maggie nodded, trying to hold Alex’s eye contact. “Jason ordered me to find you first. If they needed me, they would’ve called. I almost used my powers to find you, I was hoping Malverne would rat me out so I could do something, and I’m sorry I didn’t, I’m sor-”
Alex reached out and cupped the back of Maggie’s head, holding their foreheads together. “You… The world. For me.”
“I was told we all need someone to fight for. You’re mine.”
Alex tilted her face up to kiss Maggie, hard but brief. “I don’t deserve you.”
“You deserve every good thing I can ever manage to give you.”
It was Alex’s last painful question of the night, but Maggie knew it wouldn’t be the last. There was still so much Alex would want to know, and Maggie was willing to trust her with everything. However, there was one recent matter she wanted to bring up herself, before too much time passed.
“So, about that jump you did to escape the DEO the other day.”
Alex looked very nervous. “Kara was on her way?”
“On her way doesn’t mean ready to catch you.”
Alex mock glared at her. “What happened to, ‘you guys are fun’?”
“That was before I knew you did idiotic things like gravity checks.”
Alex’s eyes narrowed. “So you have a name for that act?”
Maggie didn’t falter. “I also have superpowers.”
“But did you when you came up with the name?”
Maggie laughed and launched into the story of her team’s first trip into space, their somewhat unreliable transport, and Zack’s game of figuring out when the artificial gravity was functioning. Maybe, one day, she would show Alex the ship. There were some views Maggie couldn’t describe, and she wanted to show Alex just how beautiful their world was after saving the day.
~*~
Kara curled up on her couch and set the video player on the coffee table. She had tea in one hand and pie in the other, both of which she rested on her knees. A holographic screen popped when she touched the only button on the device. There was a list of dates in Kryptonian time, going back thousands of years. She didn’t know if she would look at all of them, but she was curious to investigate the records centered around significant events on her planet. Taking a deep breath, she tapped the date block nearest to Krypton’s destruction.
Her heart stopped when the video started. Something in her yearned as she heard a language lost to her long ago.
“This is the Black Ranger of Krypton. A planet’s Zeo Crystal supports all life on its planet. When that planet starts to die, so does its Zeo Crystal. Without a Crystal to channel the Morphing Grid, there are no Power Rangers. We have tried to save this planet and its Crystal. We have failed. The Power Rangers of Krypton are no more.”
All at once, Kara’s heart sped up and her mind whirled with endless questions. Everything and nothing made sense. There was only one thought that rang through her entire being.
“Aunt Astra?”