The Nexus

The Master Org was not happy, and it showed. Defeat, after defeat, after defeat! He had only one Org Spirit remaining from the original four that had manifested along with his two Duke Orgs. Now, of course the obvious thing to do would be to show his hand and send them down to destroy the precious little Equestria Celestia had built up and on that matter he really had to thank her for causing all of this hatred and prejudice towards humans, enough of it to recreate the Orgs. He had to chuckle to himself, even without the Org Heart, those Rangers still lost. Orgs would always come back, always. But, choosing the easy path wouldn't be the best path. After all, both of his parents sent monster after monster at Zordon's precious little Power Rangers, and none of them worked. It was only when they actually thought up plans that didn't involve monsters in the usual fashion, like say creating an evil Green Ranger (Never mind the fact that he betrayed them in the end and eventually became the most famous Ranger in history) or trapping the Rangers in a mansion that kept them from using their powers and then sending in the monsters, that their plans showed some merit of success.

The Master Org chuckled to himself. Even he proved to himself, in his one sole fight against the Power Rangers of his day, that he was better then two Ranger teams put together. He united a group of usually normally feuding villains and disconnected the Rangers from the universal Morphin Grid and showed them a thing or two. If his parents hadn't succumbed to the light of goodness, they might actually be proud of them. Of course, what he hadn't counted on was that damned Sentinel Knight restoring five legendary Rangers' powers, including a member of the original team and then the Mastodon Ranger getting the connection to the Morphin Grid fixed, and even the thing he planned to destroy the Rangers with, the Sentinel Sword, merged with the Sentinel Knight and restored him to physical form! Thrax glowed red in anger at how he'd been outsmarted, or to be more accurate, how he didn't factor in the Knight into his equation. Of course, he'd outsmarted them all in the end. They thought they destroyed him, but he survived, all of these years and had been waiting for the time to continue his parents, and his grandfather's work and rule the galaxy, starting with Earth.

"I shall finish the work you started, and destroy the Power Rangers once and for all." Thrax thought to himself. He was alone in his cavern, with Artilla and Helicross out scouting about looking for new revived Org Spirits. Thrax frowned at the thought of them. If they knew he really didn't care for those vile freaks of nature, they'd betray him in a heartbeat. He needed a servant, one which would serve him without question. He knew just the being, but gathering the materials for the ritual needed to revive him would take some time. So, for now, he'd need someone else, one of the original Master Org's most faithful servants. Thrax smirked. He knew just the Org for the job. Thrax began to chant a spell under his breath. It went like this.

"Moon and stars align, bring back through time! Bring back that which sees all, bring back the most loyal servant of Master Org of all! Arise and return to us, RETINAX!" Thrax finished with a shout and aimed his mother's wand into a gaping Org totem's mouth that had misty smoke coming from it and fired a beam of crimson red light into the mouth and a misty blood red shape began forming before it smoked out of the totem and formed into a figure with one dark blue curved horn, muscle like coverings all over his body, and a huge amount of eyes as well, with one red irised eye being in the center of his head and two more slime green ones not too far below that. He held a double bladed axe, with its length being covered in eyes.

"I... I am alive again. But how?" Retinax wondered aloud to himself as he regained his bearings. Thrax stepped out of the shadows.

"I brought you back, that's how. By the power of the moon and stars, you are alive again, to serve me, the new Master Org!" Thrax proclaimed. Retinax noted the new "Master Org's" one curved horn atop his head and just for a moment, right before he remembered that the last Master Org was a fake, thought his words to be the truth.

"You are no Master Org. You are just an usurper." Retinax said, pointing his axe at him. "A pretender to the throne. There is only one true Master Org, and he died long ago, destroyed by the traitorous Duke Org Zen-Aku. I shall not serve you. But I shall destroy you!" Retinax roared before charging at Thrax and swinging his axe which Thrax blocked with his mother's wand the two traded blows again and again, each time meeting each other's blows. Thrax growled and used his wand to strike a blow to Retinax's legs, knocking him to the ground but Retinax quickly recovered and fired a blast of red lightning from his axe which Thrax blocked with his wand and then another series of lightning bolts flew and Thrax jumped to the left and let some Org totems take the blow before he fired a beam of red energy at Retinax which was blocked with his axe before Retinax dealt out a few axe blows to Thrax who snarled and grabbed his opponent in coils of energy and lifted him up to the ceiling before dropping him soundly to the ground and getting in close to Retinax's face.

"Now... Who is your Master?" Thrax growled.

"You... You are." Retinax whispered before slipping into unconsciousness. Thrax smirked. He had him.

Ponyville: Sugarcube Corner

Robert moaned in an almost orgasmic like pleasure, attracting quite a lot of attention as he reached into a candy bag and pulled out a bunch of Haribo Milk Bottles, little candy sweets made of jelly shaped like the thing they were named after and chewed on them. God above, he hadn't had a chance to have any of these in donkey's years.

"Ya alright sugarcube?" Applejack asked.

"This... This right here is the dog's bollocks. That's what it is. Almost forgotten the taste. Almost." Robert moaned. There was a running joke amongst the Pai Zhau students that if you wanted to get Robert to do something for you, give him these and he'd do it, no matter what the task in question was, it being a prank on a teacher, or him teaching you something about his style personally for a private lesson or just a little shag in the bushes or broom closet.

"So... It's good then?" Applejack asked slowly, unsure of how to respond to the way Robert phrased his pleasure. Robert grabbed her by the shirt and stared her straight down.

"Good?" He asked in disbelief before he raised his voice to a shout. "GOOD? This... This right here is Heaven on Earth! More then makes up for you kicking me in the ribs." Robert responded and Applejack winced. Had she known he was already hurt there, she might not have kicked him in that particular spot. There were certain things you didn't do, and kicking a man when he was down was one of them.

"Er... Don't you mean Heaven on Equus?" Applejack asked in confusion and it was possibly needless to say she was rather uncomfortable by this point at how close Robert was to her.

"Nope, Heaven on Earth's the better phrase. Equus is rubbish for a planet's name." Robert answered as he let go of Applejack and few ponies around him gave him offended looks at his slight against their home's name which Robert of course, ignored completely. Of course, it helped when he was distracted by when he was then handed a plate full of Turkish Delights by a blue older mare with a fluffy pink mane wearing an apron and he near about fainted. To him, the only thing better to Haribo Milk Bottles was a Turkish Delight.

"Must resist... Must resist..." Robert mentally chanted to himself before he muttered "Aw, screw it." and in a blur, gobbled the whole plate down and then, before you knew it, fell off the chair and collapsed to the floor. Applejack and Fluttershy rushed over to him.

"You alright Sugarcube?" Applejack asked, slapping him on the face a few times to see if she could garner up a reaction.

"Is... Is he dead?" Fluttershy asked nervously.

"Just leave me here to die in peace. I've reached The Promised Land... And here I thought that was only through one's first time." Robert moaned out before he fainted dead away in a sugar crash. Applejack and Fluttershy facepalmed in unison and Applejack sighed.

"He's fine, just gone on a sugar crash. Flutters, ya wouldn't mind if you help me carry him back to mah place so he could sleep off his own foolishness?"

"S-Sure he won't do anything to you?" Mrs. Cake asked nervously. Like the rest of Equestria, she'd heard about humans and their tendencies. Applejack gave her a fierce glare.

"Pretty sure he's in no state to "Do" anything to me." Applejack deadpanned as Fluttershy helped her help Robert up off the floor "He's unconscious, after all."

The Animarium

Sunset wasn't pleased with Princess Shayla in the slightest. Robert didn't know the whole truth, the whole truth about the world in which he'd landed in and what happened to the rest of his kind and who exactly was responsible for it. As the door to the temple opened with a rumbling sound, she marched up to Princess Shayla with an angered look on her face.

"What troubles you so, Gold Ranger?" Shayla asked, quite confused.

"You know exactly what it is, so stop faking." Sunset snarled, her wings sparking with embers of flame.

"I'm afraid I don't know what you mean." Shayla responded, genuinely confused.

"The truth, and nothing but the truth. Robert deserves to know where he is and what exactly happened to his kind." Sunset responded.

"And what if I did tell him? What would he do then?" Shayla asked. "If he learned the full truth, that this is a future Earth, and that Celestia exterminated all of humankind, he would march up that castle of hers and surely be killed."

Sunset was forced to concede her well thought out point, even if she didn't have to like it. If Robert did know the whole truth, he would do exactly as Shayla predicted and be exterminated in a heartbeat. Celestia wouldn't even flinch while doing so. She'd flick out his light without a second thought. And if Sunset was right, Robert was the fifth Ranger they needed, the one to carry the mantle of the Kitsune powers, despite all his personality flaws. He knew things they didn't, things about Ranger history. That knowledge could prove useful in the future.

"...Fine, but this isn't over. He'll have to know the truth sometime, and I don't want it coming from an enemy, or even worse Princess Celestia herself. He needs to hear it from us." Sunset said before leaving through the same door as she came in.

Vanhoover Docksides

Meanwhile, Vapor Trail was continuing to search the docksides of Vanhoover. This was where she'd encountered Zen-Aku the first time around, and so it seemed a logical place to continue looking. The moon rose high in the sky, casting its glow on the virtual maze of containers. Zen-Aku was a mystery to her. He was a Duke Org, something that by all right, she should try and kill, and yet he killed other Orgs and seemingly fought for justice. In short, he was a walking conundrum.

"Alright, where are you?" Vapor asked as she scanned the tops of the containers, searching for any signs of the wolf-like Org. Then she heard it, that very distinctive flute sound that she'd heard right before Zen-Aku first appeared. Then she heard singing as well. It was a beautiful song, yet sad and critical as well, and if she had to pander a guess, it was aimed directly towards Princess Celestia and the rest of Equestria in a sarcastic way.

"Oh come on away to the city
A kingdom to behold
Where the bluest skies they float on by
The streets all paved in gold
Where under the smiles fair and pretty
Are teeth so very white
Into the bones of our burdened necks they bite

Baptised in the water
You're draining the well
You built up your heaven
On the back of hell
Divine is the daughter
The dream that you sell
You built up your heaven
On the back of hell..."

It was then Zen-Aku stopping his singing and turned his head, finally taking notice of her before he leaped down in front of her, his muzzle showing an expression of surprise.

"Well, this I must admit I wasn't expecting. No one ever goes and searches me out. You are a very adamant young mare, aren't you?" Zen-Aku asked, his head tilted in a quizzical manner.

"Well, I suppose I should get straight to the point. Why are you here, Purple Ranger?" He questioned, although Vapor had a sneaking suspicion he already knew. Her thoughts were just confirmed by the Duke Org's next statement.

"Ah, yes... I know exactly why. You're curious about this lone wolf. Why I saved you, when in all rights I should kill you." He continued. "Well, I suppose you'd better prepare yourself, my story is a long one, stretching back over 6,000 years. It began with a cursed wolf mask, put on by the ancient Animarian warrior Merrick. it gave him the powers to defeat Master Org, but in the process, it corrupted him and turned him into what you see before you. I had to be locked away by what Merrick considered his friends before I destroyed them. 3,000 years passed, and an Org General by the name of Nayzor unlocked my crypt with an arcane ritual. I was free, and I wanted to destroy all that was pure. But Merrick, he persisted inside my head and fought back. Nayzor tried to block my memories, even when Animus himself asked me to remember who I was. I fought the Rangers, even using some of their Wild Zords against them alongside my Predazord. But eventually, the Rangers found a way to defeat me, and free Merrick while I was destroyed."

"But how are you still here now?" Vapor questioned.

"My story was not yet complete. Observe." Zen-Aku said, and his horn hit up to show a series of images. A black haired man, with stubble and a goatee wearing a white robe and silver sash was under attack by an Org made up of various animals. The original Wild Force Rangers were to the side, tied up in what looked to be in elephant trunks. But Merrick wouldn't give in. He said that he caused this, and so he must make it right. He fought the Org, even if it was futile and in the end, his courage was rewarded. Three Orbs, one blue, one purple, one green circle around his wrist and formed a Wolf's head which he was briefly confused by for a moment but soon knew what to do with it. He unflipped it, revealing the new device to be like a phone not unlike the Growl Phones and was soon transformed into the Howling Wolf Ranger. With his new powers, he easily defeated the Quadra Org, as it was called and even when it grew to massive size, he took it down with the Predazord, now cleansed of its evil.

"Now, you would think that would be the end of my story. But somehow, I survived my mask's destruction and returned from the grave, even more powerful than ever and ready to reclaim my former container. But still I was defeated, by Merrick of all people. And yes, I can see the oncoming question, how am I still here? ...To be honest, I do not know. After Adler's defeat, I returned as a ghost and wandered the lands with Merrick, two lone wolves searching for redemption."

"Perhaps... Someone high above saw potential for good in you." Vapor mused and Zen-Aku could only shrug.

"Whatever the case, I am here now and will help you whenever I think it is needed. You can be sure of that. I still have many things to atone for, and destroying the new Master Org will help me on my way to redemption. But I can still sense something is troubling you Purple Ranger."

Vapor's eye's widened as she clutched her pendant. He'd picked up on THAT?

"It's... It's personal." She whispered to herself, a tear slipping from her eye.

"Alright, I shall not pry into your own business. But my word still stands. Whenever my help is required, I will come. The loyalty of a wolf, even a lone one is forever. Goodbye for now, Ms. Trail." Zen-Aku said, and with that, he leaped away into the night leaving Vapor alone with her thoughts.

Ponyville, the next day...

The next day, Robert was walking through Ponyville. It'd been a fortnight since he'd last been in this town in the daytime, and he was honestly hoping and praying to whatever deity was listening he'd have a better time then before. Sadly, so far it seemed nobody was listening. Ponies, whenever they saw him screamed and shut their doors, and others even threw rotten fruit and vegatables at them. Robert shook his head and muttered "Pathetic." to himself.

"God above... It's like Celestia's redoing the Red Scare and I'm a Communist here." Robert mused to himself before someone threw a rotten tomato at him and told him to "Buck off and die in a hole!". Robert's response?

"Oh, go boil your head. Might do your brain cells a world of good, you git."

Then he heard a shout of "HUMAN!" but oddly, it wasn't one of fear. It was more like... excitement? Then Robert found himself glomped by a minty green unicorn mare who had no intent it seemed, on letting go.

"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh! A human, I'm finally meeting one!" The unknown mare stammered out in excitement.

"Should I be scared, or overjoyed by this? Blimey, like chalk and cheese compared to the rest of the residents round here. Bloody Nora..." Robert thought to himself as he continued to be hugged and his cheeks began to turn blue from lack of air. Thankfully, he was saved by a coughing sound from behind him.

"Lyra, I know you love humankind and all, but can you please let the poor fellow go?" A pure white mare with a curled purple and blue mane asked dryly. The now named mare blushed and Robert sent a mental thank you to whoever was listening.

"Sorry, so sorry, it's just I've always wanted to meet a human! Name's Lyra! Lyra Heartstrings!" Lyra said rapidly, shaking Robert's hand rapidly as well.

"N-Nice grip..." Robert's only available response at the time was before he looked towards Lyra's companion. "Who's the friend?"

"Wife actually." The white mare answered. "Name's Bon-Bon. Funny, haven't seen you around these parts before. Surprised that Pinkie hasn't thrown you a party yet."

"It'll happen." Lyra put in cheerfully. "Just you wait!"

"Blow me, two mares who aren't after my head." Robert commented and both mares blushed at his term usage and Robert mentally smacked himself in the head as he remembered what that could be taken as even if he really meant blow me down. "Funny, has Princess Celestia tried to turn you into a pile of ash for talking to me yet?"

"No, Princess Celestia would never try and do that to anyone. I refuse to believe it." Bon-Bon responded angrily and Robert rolled his eyes and scoffed before pointing to himself.

"Oh yeah, well I'm living, walking talking proof of that." He remarked and Bon-Bon crossed her arms.

"Oh yeah, I'll believe it when I see it." She said simply as Lyra looked him up and down, wincing every so often at his scars left over from the Barbed Wire Org's bloody work.

"Sheesh, you look like crap. Honestly, just a pair of pants and no shirt? What are you, a hobo?" Lyra asked and Bon-Bon facepalmed and muttered something to herself before she approached him.

"Listen, go to Rarity at Carousel Boutique. She'll fix you up nice." She said before looking towards her wife. "Come on Lyra, best we be getting home. Got some new recipes I want to try."

Robert chuckled as Lyra was practically dragged off waving at him and complaining to Bon-Bon about how she wanted to spend more time with the weird human. Eventually, he did manage to find his way to Carousel Boutique (A very fitting name, Robert noted from its exterior) and knocked on the door and was greeted by a pure white unicorn mare with purple hair done up in curls and wearing a very tight grey sweater and a black skirt. This mare, who could only be Rarity practically oozed class so Robert knew he had to be on his best behavior. No sarcasm, no flirtations and above all, no rudeness in general.

"Why hello there, you must be Robert Williams. My good friend Sunset told me about you and how you might show up in town some day soon." Rarity greeted politely and led Robert inside where there were various fancy Elton John style clothes displayed on mannequins and styling Fluttershy's hair, was a green pegasus with stubble on his face and a yellow mane wearing the attire of a barber.

"OH!" Rarity said at once after noticing Robert looking at the stallion. "Where are my manners? This is my husband, Zephyr Breeze, and as it happens, Fluttershy's brother."

At this, Robert's jaw dropped. He could barely see the resemblance! He also realized, as Zephyr shook his hand and greeted him, it would be best not to mention anything at all about accidently seeing his sister in her underwear and DEFINTELY best not to flirt with either Fluttershy or Rarity, that is, unless he wanted a punch to the face. Rarity rubbed her hands together and began measuring him with a tape measure before she smiled.

"So, shall we get started?" She asked, and for some reason, Robert felt very nervous indeed...

(To Be Continued...)

Author's Notes:

Okay, so a lot goes on here. First off, you are free to pick your jaw off the floor at Rarity's husband, and no worries, he's nothing like MythrilMoth's version of him, which I wouldn't know much about anyways as I haven't read the story he's from. Anyways, huge thanks to HawkerHurricane for the help on the British terms and sweets, and to Black_Knight as always for grammar. Okay, on this chapter, originally I was going to have Robert compare Celestia and his situation to someone else, but it was pointed out to me the joke might cause controversy so I decided to play it safe and change it to the Red Scare. Also, I thought about Robert having a rather odd meeting with the Doctor here as well, but I decided to cut it as there was plenty going on in this chapter and save it for later. So, Retinax is brought back and the Master Org is revealed to be Zedd and Rita's son Thrax from Operation Overdrive, and has somehow survived his apparent death at the hands of the Sentinel Knight. Also, Vapor finally learns the full story of Zen-Aku. (If anyone's curious as to the song he's singing, it's Dream of the Sky by Miracle of Sound. Look it up on Youtube, as I can't link it because of the video's violent imagery.) Plus, Shayla is confronted by Sunset on Robert being in the dark about the full truth about when he is. Of course, Shayla does have a point, considering if Robert DID know, he probably would do something stupid. But he'll have to learn the truth eventually... Okay, just a note here, but I'm going to be putting this on a short hiatus as this story has been distracting me from some of my others and preventing me from writing for them, so I hope you guys understand my reasoning.