Jason smiled. “A peace offering?” He offered, noticing Kimberly’s nervously glancing out the window.

“Yeah . . . ”She said absently. Jason had filled Kim in on what had been happening with Tommy’s life. She knew about the Dino Thunder Rangers and how he had inadvertently become the Black Ranger. And she knew that he was now a science teacher at the High school, with a PhD. in Paleontology.

“Well, last time I came to visit him, there was an antique map shop inside the mall. Maybe it’s still there?” Jason suggested.

“Ooh! That’s perfect! I’ll get him an antique map of Reefside! I bet he’d love that! You don’t think that’s too much do you? Too forward, I mean?” Kimberly questioned, hoping she didn’t sound like a complete basket case, worrying so much.“You? Oh I didn’t realize you were still here. Go… entertain yourself or something. I don’t have any use for you right now.” Goldar stomped off. How short-lived his fun had been. Rita never needed him much anymore unless it was to use him. He growled again, retreating into his room.

“Now to see what Pinky’s up to… I want to put this plan into motion tonight!” Rita turned toward her Repulsa Scope and focused it on Kimberly.

It was late evening and the girls had all been practicing non-stop. Sarah looked up at the clock and noticed the hand getting ever closer to 8. She was glad. Her body was sticky, sweaty, and exhausted of gymnastics for the day. She would be glad to go home and change. Perhaps she could even get Lacie to go out again. Sarah waited patiently for the coach’s whistle to blow as she went through the motions of her uneven bars routine. Swing to the upper bar, up into the air. Turn body and switch hands. Swing over. Jump to the lower bar.

TWEET! TWEET! The tinny whistle rang throughout the compound. Girls rushed over to where the coach was standing. “Excellent work today girls. Some of you need to work harder on your routines. It’s not up to par yet. As you know, tomorrow is Sunday, your day off. I do want you to be doing some kind of exercise so keep that in mind. Other than that, see you at 6 AM sharp on Monday. Dismissed!”

The group of girls headed toward the locker room. Kimberly stayed behind to talk with the coach. “Hey coach?” she asked as the rest of the girls left.It was a feeling he never quite got tired of. All of the leftover weariness from the night before vanished. Every human being constantly experiences minor aches and pains, they simply get used to them to the point that they are no longer noticed...but these, too, were abruptly gone, conscipuous by their absence. In the back of his mind was the instinctive knowledge of everything this body was capable of, as though he'd been using it for centuries and knew each and every one of it's limitations.

         He was the Red Power Ranger. His strength and speed, agility and reflexes, far surpassed everything the human body was capable of. His weapon was the Tyrant Sword (Tommy recognized it as the original Power Sword), which he could summon at will. He had access to a helmet device called the Power Scan, which was a sensory device to be marvelled at. He had a special attack he could use called Fireball, which could fly for hundreds of yards and exploded upon impact. He was now a master of every sword technique man had ever discovered, would ever discover, and even some that had been refined millenia ago on planets never even dreamt of by man. And, last but most certainly not least, he could summon the fearsome Tyranosaurus Rex Dinozord, a sentient machine capable of leveling mountains with a single blast.