Canterlot Royal Library

“Come on… Come on, it’s got to be in here somewhere… That last spell I need!” Twilight whispered frantically as she poured through the pages of an old spell book. She’d tied her normally long hair in a small bun to keep it from falling in her face as she read. A small lamp had been set up to illuminate the pages in the darkened room. Near that lamp sat a solid gold Dino Charger, the exact same one Sunset Shimmer and Daring Do had used in their battle against the river God Boitatá. At one point when she flipped through the pages, a small cloud of dust rose up and Twilight sneezed, the dust tickling her nose.

Moonlight poured in through a giant glass window, illuminating a giant pile of spell books that Twilight had tossed aside after deeming them useless. For the past few days and nights, she’d shoved her nose in books, hoping to find the last spell she needed to combine the others she’d found to power of the Crystal of Duality and create a spell chain that in theory anyways, should free the consciousness of Celestia from Solar Flare’s hold and separate the two. That way, Solar Flare could hopefully be taken down and destroyed forever, leaving her existence only a memory.

“They’re all useless, absolutely useless!” Twilight cried, throwing the latest spell book behind her after finding it to be of no help whatsoever. She gazed at the glowing yellowish crystal in front of her, looking at it with a critical eye.

For days and nights, that thing had been the only thing she’d been focused on ever since she took it upon herself to study the mysterious crystal after Sunset Shimmer and Daring Do brought it back from Neighrazil. The crystal itself resembled a star, like it had fallen from the heavens and was glittering with an ethereal light that seemed to come from within the crystal itself in some manner.

“I’ve got to get this riddle solved, the Winter Ball is almost upon us! If the other leaders of the nations see Celestia, they’d be terrified. Solar Flare could take control and erupt from within her at any time, and who knows what might happen then?” Twilight thought frantically, her mind racing and heart beating like a drum. “Oh Mystic Mother above, she might exterminate every delegate in the room and then lead armies against their nations! Equestria would be at war, and I don’t know if we’re ready to go up against every other nation in the world at once!”

Visions of terror filled Twilight’s mind. She saw Celestia laughing and talking serenely at the Winter Ball with the Griffon King and the Dragonlord before she laughed darkly and with a flash of fire burned everybody within her line of sight into nothing but ashes. Solar fire filled the room as everything caught alight and Solar Flare laughed at the insanity of it all before she smiled. No, not a kind caring smile like the one Celestia wore, but one that promised pure devastation to everything in its wake.

"All this power wasted on… galas and parties and what have you,” She said disgustedly before shaking her head. “When, after all... There are far greater uses."

And then a dark new age for Equus began, one so dark and terrible the fires of Tartarus might have seemed preferable to the world above them.

Griffon airships dropped bombs upon Ponyville, houses going up in flames as ponies screamed in terror as they burned alive, unable to escape the coming fire. But the worst was still yet to come.

Then came the arrival of the Zebra warriors from New Roam. Despite the Griffon Kingdom’s airship bombings, there were still a few ponies left able to fight. Sadly, thanks to the greater numbers and harsher battlefield training of the New Roaman empire, they were quickly -and shown absolutely no mercy of any kind or any sort as it happened- overrun. Equestria had fallen, and Twilight knew it. She was just forced to observe it, an invisible watchman, and that perhaps was the cruelest bit of it all.

She saw it, ponies in chains led by the Zebras of New Roam into gladiator pits, forced to fight to the death. These matches were presided by a heavily built, muscular Zebra clad in golden centurion armor with a red sash draped over his chest, two evil eyes in their sockets with the rest of his face covered in shadow. Twilight watched helplessly as both Rarity and Sunset fought to the death, electroshock collars around their necks to keep them from rebelling with Rarity finally skewering Sunset through the chest and blood splattered the ground. Twilight watched in horror as Rarity removed the gladius sword from Sunset’s chest and the Princess of Empathy fell forwards, a gaping hole in her stomach.

“Sunset… Sunset, darling… I’m so sorry!” Rarity whispered as she ran over to her friend, hoping for some signs of life, even shaking her body. “I… I didn’t mean for this to happen! Honestly, I didn’t!”

But there was nothing she could do, and Rarity sobbed even as the gate opened for the former fashionista’s next opponent. The foe in question? A unicorn with a broken horn, with dark orchid fur and a blood red mohawk for a mane style, holding a nasty looking Zweihander and covered in black armor.

“Now, ladies and gentlemen…” A voice coming from the box that the Zebra Emperor, sat in announced as the crowd roared in approval. Twilight didn’t know how, as she never studied the Zebra leadership, but she knew his name to be Galvanax. “Our deadliest warrior, Tempest Shadow!”

Tempest let a sadistic smirk come to her muzzle as she ran towards Rarity, who closed her eyes in acceptance before she stood up straight.

“Very well then, if I die by the hands of a barbarian… Then let it be with the grace of a lady.” Rarity stated before the two blades met…

And then, she saw another vision of what could come to pass. Canterlot Castle, even with a shielded bubble of magical energy created by the Royal Guard’s most powerful unicorn troops, breached by a thrown bomb of green magical fire from a dragon. The castle erupted in a tall tower of smoke that formed a mushroom cloud rising high into the sky. Then, Twilight found herself in the middle of what used to be the central throne room. Thunder cracked, and golden lightning flashed as rain poured down Twilight’s broken form.

Then, she heard it. The sound of claw against stone as moving through the rubble was a light blue scaled dragon. She was tiny for a dragon, but she radiated sheer power.

Another flash of gold-hued lightning illuminated her winged form, a scepter with a blood red ruby in one claw, and a long slender sword in the other. Two small tusks jutted out of her head and she grinned as she lowered the sword of Zandar to Twilight, the blade tip inches away from Twilight’s snout.

“Your empire has fallen Princess Twilight,” the new ruler of all dragonkind stated, gesturing with a wing to the fallen forms of both Luna and Celestia behind her, cooked to a crisp by dragonfire. “And now you’re all that’s left. Any last requests?”

“Mercy…” Twilight coughed out, a bit of blood flying from her mouth.

“Mercy was not there that day when your Queen saw it fit to slaughter my father, and so I have none,” Ember said coldly. “Goodbye Twilight Sparkle.”

The blade was raised, and then it came down as Twilight screamed.

“HALT! CEASE THIS MADNESS!” Luna’s voice boomed out as everything just… stopped. Twilight found herself back in the Royal Library, with only her and Luna in the room.

“What the…?” Twilight whispered before she realized. “A nightmare… That’s all it was…”

Luna nodded as Twilight clutched her chest and took a few calming breaths.

“One that will never come to pass, I can assure you,” Luna informed, pulling the younger Alicorn into a hug as she sobbed into Luna’s chest.

“H-How can you be so sure? I… I saw…”

“Visions of your own making,” Luna explained. “Galvanax isn’t real, and never will be. I for one, in fact, have met the leader of New Roam and debated with the Emperor, and she is a very nice mare to talk to.”

“R-Really?” Twilight sniffled as she looked up at the Princess of the Night and Luna nodded.

“You have been working yourself too hard, Twilight Sparkle. Far harder than what should have been requested of you. Did it not occur to you to ask for help?” Luna inquired.

“No… I… I wanted to do this myself, Celestia is like a second mom to me…” Twilight whispered.

“Friendship has helped you before has it not?” Luna remarked as the Mystic Mother appeared in the dreamscape as well.

“And so it shall again. The Crystal of Dualities was created by six powers fusing together. Six different energies.” the Mother explained before she waved her hand.

Then, by simply doing this, the Mystic Mother showed Twilight a vision. It was of six warriors. One, a dark midnight blue with red sleeves carrying a giant boomerang and an opaque black visor framed by yellow teeth, the costume looking decidedly monstrous in nature. The others were different in theming, all themed after various mythological animals carrying long rods for weapons. One, a red Dragon. Two, a green warrior themed after the Shishi Lion Dogs of China. Three, a blue warrior, themed after a Pegasus. Four, a yellow warrior themed after a Kirin. Finally, a pink warrior themed after a Phoenix. Together, on a planet of sand with a burning red sky, they fought many battles against the forces of darkness before combining their powers as one. Their intent? To give the galaxy something to remember them by and make sure they were never forgotten, This gift was to consist of tiny portions of their power to be used at a further date if the time was right or a situation arose, one so disastrous that their power was needed.

“RyuuRanger!”
“ShishiRanger!”
“TenmaRanger!”
“KirinRanger!”
“HouhouRanger!”
“TalonRanger!”

“Six Stars shining in the Heavens! Power Rangers Battalion Force!” The warriors shouted out as their roll call as they thrust their arms skywards, and for the briefest of moments, Twilight saw their identities. A gray-skinned humanoid alien, a woman in white with a veil covering her face, and a blue and red feathered bird-man amongst others like a Syrian and an Aquitarian and of course, last but not least a human being. Or at least, something that looked human but couldn’t possibly be.

Names flashed through Twilight’s mind again. Zordon, Heckyl, Torin, Dimitria amongst others. The six fired from their palms six brightly colored beams of energy, each energy beam matching the color of the Ranger that fired it. The energies shot towards an orb, following which there was a bright flash as the stone orb transformed.

The six combined powers then formed the Crystal of Duality, which then shot itself off into space like a rocket and crash-landed in a jungle in Brazil to be found by ancient humankind. A temple was constructed around it, this gift from the stars…

“These six paladins of justice… They were the galaxy’s first Power Rangers…” the Mother said as Twilight’s eyes widened.

“You… You mean they were the ones who started it all?” Twilight stammered back, stumbling backwards in shock into a desk.

“In a way, yes,” the Mystic Mother replied with a nod. “They were the galaxy’s first defenders, but the legend didn’t really begin until 1993 in Angel Grove, where five teenagers with attitude were selected to defend the planet against its greatest threat… Who, ironically at the time was myself under the name of Rita Repulsa. They won many battles, and I sought to make my own evil Green Ranger…”

The Mystic Mother then waved her hand and Twilight saw the warrior she had heard her brother describe helping him in the Crystal Empire. He fought many battles against the Rangers, even taking down their Megazord. It was then he debuted his ultimate weapon, the powerful Dragonzord. Twilight watched in horror as a monstrous kaiju like creature, five glowing dots on its chest plate, a crested head with golden shoulder pads and a spinning drill-like tail fight against the Red Ranger’s Tyrannosaurus Rex Zord head-to-head. Finally, the Rangers destroyed the Sword of Darkness and the Green Ranger joined the team freed from Rita/The Mother’s control.

“How ironic is it that I would later send Tommy’s spirit down to help your brother Twilight, with all of his powers restored including the Sword of Darkness itself,” the Mother mused to herself in thought. “Sadly, these Green Ranger powers were not to last. The coin was designed by darkness, and its powers were never meant to be used long term. A quick and easy victory against the Rangers is what I had envisioned. As you know, that did not come to pass. So, Zordon designed a new Power Coin and power set, the White Tiger powers, created in a possible homage to his former team if the suit design is any indication…”

The Mystic Mother clutched her head in pain in memories of those dark days of long ago.

“But we’re getting off track here,” Luna put in. “I’ve been talking with the Mystic Mother, and we theorized a Power Set based off the Battalion Rangers’ original abilities might be what you need to recharge the Crystal,” She explained.

“But… But all of those powers have been lost…” Twilight stammered out. Luna raised an eyebrow.

“Have they? I seem to remember at least two Rangers active with powers similar to that of the TalonRanger’s. I believe they are the ponies you know as Daring Do and Galaxy Swirls, am I right?” Luna inquired.

“...Yes, yes… that could work…” Twilight murmured to herself as she paced back and forth across the library floor, a finger placed to her chin in thought. “I… I just need to contact one of them, that’s all!”

Twilight flushed red as she quickly realized a small flaw in her plan. She laughed nervously before asking Luna: “Er… Could you go ahead and wake me up now?” pressing her fingers together sheepishly.

Luna smiled, then nodded before she snapped her fingers and a bright flash filled the room…

Speaking of Daring Do and Galaxy Swirls, they were currently preoccupied in the midst of a battle with Retinax’s latest monster, the Blacksmith Org, themed after a combination of a giant anvil and a furnace and already in giant form thanks to those beans Retinax had on him. In the moonlight night, he clashed outside the Canterlot City limits with the Pachy and Ankylo Zords.

Bringing a giant sledgehammer that replaced one of his arms on top of the Ankylo Zord, before the arm was knocked away by the wrecking ball that made up the Pachy Zord’s tail.

The Org opened up a small orb on his head and unleashed a blast of flame towards the Pachy Zord, and the Zord screeched out in pain.

The Ankylo Zord let out a growl of anger and then swung the giant hammer tail that in real life, would completely shatter the leg bones of a T-Rex and hit the Blacksmith Org squarely in the chest sending it toppling over. The crash echoed for miles and sent trees toppling like dominos.

The Org growled as he used his two arms to pull himself back up, before opening up his head orbs and unleashing balls of molten hot metal at the two Zords like mortars, the flaming debris falling all around them. Some of the metal hit, some of it didn’t. Either way, the Org was regaining ground against the two Zords.

“Oh, esto es ridículo!” Daring snapped as she saw her Zord get hit by the mortars of flaming hot steel and iron. “We outnumber this guy by two to one! Surely he can’t be that much of a challenge! Bastardo está pidiendo una paliza ahora!” She snarled out furiously.

“Just a quick question,” Galaxy posed. “I’m a Royal Guard, albeit a possibly insane one, and even I know numbers aren’t everything. Tactics are a good start. Charging in blind, not the best form of that. Not when faced with sheer power. No offense Ms. Do, but shouldn’t we call in for help?”

“Bah, podemos tomar este trozo de acero por nuestra cuenta!” Daring snapped back at him in Spanish.

“...Okay, I’m going to pretend I understood a word of that and take it as a “No.”...” Galaxy trailed off nervously, a little afraid of the quick-tempered Spaniard. (Even if he wouldn’t admit it aloud.) He then muttered sarcastically: “Right… Never mind me asking then. Just ignore the guy with over twenty years of experience in national defense and battle tactics…” as he held up his hands in a defensive posture.

“Please, I’ve been dealing with problems on my own for a while now, and I think me and my Zord can handle one piece of scrap metal,” Daring drawled.

“În acea zi, bunul simț a murit într-o moarte aprigă…” Galaxy muttered to himself, looking skywards. Just then, a loud crack of thunder lit up the night as storm clouds seemed to form of their own violation. Galaxy blinked. That was odd, there weren't any thunderstorms scheduled for tonight…

Then, a form emerged from the storm clouds. Themed after a Tupuxuara, this could only be a Zord. But somehow, it was different than the other two Dino Zords. Galaxy could sense it, a form of darkness about this Zord. Bone white in color, with a gold head crest and blood red eyes complete with gold highlights on the otherwise black wings, the massive Zord landed atop one of the taller Canterlot buildings and began to flap its powerful wings. Gale force winds picked up, and just as the Blacksmith Org launched another fiery assault, the balls of magma were sent right back towards the Org itself as it roared in pain.

“Even with that evil feeling I’m getting off that Zord, can’t say I’m not grateful for the help really…” Galaxy thought to himself as the new Zord let out a screech of victory. It then let out two more screeches, seemingly giving the Ankylo and Pachy Zords the order to attack and Daring and Galaxy shared a nod.

“Pachy Wrecking Ball!/Ankylo Hammer!” the two commanded before the Zords’ respective tails slammed into the Blacksmith Org sending him flying skywards. The newest Zord screeched once more before taking to the darkened skies once more as the Org went up in a fireball.

“Now…” Galaxy asked, taking up the voice of reason, questioning their new “ally”. “What was that thing, and more importantly… Who was behind it?”

“I don’t know, but they’re going to pay for that little butting in of theirs! That Org was mine…” Daring growled out as her fists tightened. Any more of Daring’s grumblings were interrupted by the distinct chirping of both her and Galaxy’s Dino Comms on their belts.

“Um… Hello?” Twilight asked nervously as she appeared on the screen. “Am I doing this right?”

“Well, yeah… Apart from us seeing the back of your head,” Galaxy deadpanned. “It’s a very nice head, mind you, but still…”

Twilight laughed nervously before she quickly lit up her horn and the screen then fixed itself to show her properly. “Sorry, first time using this thing. Bound to be a few… bugs I suppose. Anyways, can you come to the Canterlot Royal Library? I need your help, along with Daring’s.”

“We’ll be right there Prinţesă.” Galaxy said politely before he and Daring teleported towards Twilight’s location…

“Wait, so this thing can separate Miss-I-want-to-kill-everything-to-prove-pony-superiority from Princess Celestia?” Galaxy asked, gesturing with a hand to the Crystal and Twilight nodded.

“In theory, yes,” She said.

“In theory… Oh, well that’s wonderful…” Galaxy drawled before Daring Do piped up.

“She might not be wrong. I did my reading before me and Sunset went after the damn thing. Apparently, if the legends about this thing are accurate… And there aren’t many, aside from what guarded it,” Daring mumbled this last part quietly to herself, still surprised Boitatá was the real deal and not just some wild fantasy or a giant King Cobra that some pony on something hallucinated. “Anyways, as the legend goes…”

“Legend, as in singular?” Galaxy interrupted. “Not getting off to a very strong start here…”

Both Daring and Twilight gave him a sharp glare which caused him to mutter “And everypony wonders why I prefer stallions instead of mares for romantic partners....”

“If I may continue?” Daring asked impatiently. Nobody said a thing against her. “Thank you. Anyways, as the legend goes… Long ago, there was this Mayan ruler. He was insane, to put it mildly. One day he’d be the kindest and caring ruler you’d have ever met… Well, as kind and caring as Mayan rulers got anyways. Did rip out peoples’ hearts as part of sacrifices to their gods for a good harvest, if you remember. Next day, throwing people to panthers just for kicks, no reason then just because he wanted to. People got suspicious. They prayed to their gods, and from the skies, a star fell from the heavens. The sheer power infused within this star, it split the Mayan into two beings. One light, the other dark. Hence the name, Crystal of Dualities.”

“So, why’d you bring us in here?” Galaxy questioned.

“Well, in theory…” Twilight began before she was soon interrupted once more. Guess who did it.

“There’s that word again…” Galaxy muttered before once more, he was quickly shut up by Daring and Twilight’s combined glares. “What? I’m just trying to be the voice of reason and caution here!”

“If I might continue?” Twilight growled, her teeth grinding against each other. “In theory, your specific powerset might be able to charge up the Crystal of Dualities and get us enough power to separate Solar Flare and Princess Celestia. All you have to do is… Well, shoot it.”

Daring and Galaxy shared a nod before they raised their Dino Morphers.

“This thing isn’t going to blow up on us when we shoot it and kill us all, is it?” Galaxy asked, looking towards Twilight with an eyebrow raised. “Cause if it does, I do have lawyers at my beck and call ready to charge your family for killing me.”

Twilight laughed nervously.

“No, rest assured, it won’t do that. ...I think,” She muttered out and Galaxy held back a sigh.

“I feel so reassured…” the Thestral deadpanned before both he and Daring shouted “Dino Morpher Blast!” and fired their weapons at the Crystal of Dualities. A bright flash lit up the room, and next thing everybody knew, the Crystal was glowing with every color of the rainbow, powered up by sheer Morphin Grid energy as it unleashed a wave of energy that knocked everypony present to the floor.

“Well… at least it didn’t kill us… So that’s a start…” Galaxy groaned out as he picked himself off the floor.

“Yes, yes, yes, it worked!” Twilight shouted in excitement as she bounced around the room in joy. When she noticed Daring and Galaxy staring at her, she laughed nervously and quickly recomposed herself. “Now… All I have to do is fire a single blast of magic at the Crystal to unleash the stored energy when Celestia is in a safely isolated location, and she and Solar Flare should be split apart.”

Twilight quickly dashed off in joy, shouting “Oh, I’ve got to tell Princess Celestia about this!”

Galaxy then turned to Daring with a look on his face.

“Anypony else besides me think this is going to turn out really badly in some way…?”

Daring could only nod.

Canterlot Castle:

Panting and sweating as she ran through the halls of Canterlot Castle, Twilight smiled. Finally, she could free her teacher from that monster known only as Solar Flare. However, a thought did occur to her even as she rounded a corner.

“Would it really be a good idea to separate all of Solar Flare from Princess Celestia?” Twilight pondered to herself. “As much as I hate to admit it, even the bad times make us who we are. Luna, when she fell to Nightmare Moon’s curse… It changed her, taught her the feelings of regret and redemption. Sunset… If it wasn’t for her becoming arrogant, prideful in her powers and what she thought she could accomplish… She might not be the mare she is today. And then there are all my screw-ups. Sure, I’ve done some stupid things. The Want-it, Need-it spell, accidentally ruining my sister in law’s wedding by thinking she was evil without getting all the facts first… Granted, she was evil, but a Changeling duplicate, not the real deal. If I hadn’t learned to carry on without my friends for a time and act on my gut instincts, who knows what might have happened? And then there was the time I was Discorded. Became a shadow of myself, forgetting everything I’d learned about the Magic of Friendship. Pain, hurt… They’re a part of who we are. But then again, Solar Flare is completely insane, no remorse for anything. She cares for nothing but herself. Some ponies… They just want to watch the world burn.”

Twilight continued to think, searching for answers even in her tired state of mine. She’d worked through the night, just like she had been for the past few days and nights. And the strain was beginning to show.

“Do I have the right to separate two beings? Judge them? Even if it’s for the greater good of Equestria? Solar Flare and Celestia compliment each other. Solar Flare hardened Celestia, made her ready for battle if the time ever arose. And Celestia keeps Solar Flare in check, keeps her from completely letting the darkness run free. As long as they share the same body, the balance is upheld. Light and dark, chaos and order… None can exist without the other,” Twilight continued to think. But then she remembered her dream. She had seen Celestia laughing and talking serenely at the Winter Ball with the Griffon King and the Dragonlord before she laughed darkly and with a flash of fire burned everybody within her line of sight into nothing but ashes. Solar fire filled the room as everything caught alight and Solar Flare laughed at the insanity of it all before she smiled. No, not a kind caring smile like the one Celestia wore, but one that promised pure devastation to everything in its wake.

"All this power wasted on… galas and parties and what have you,” she said disgustedly before shaking her head. “When, after all... There are far greater uses." The Solar Tyrant had said before plunging Equestria into a dark new age of total warfare and eventually… the nation’s utter annihilation.

Twilight’s eyes hardened as she finally made up her mind. “No, I can’t let that happen. Solar Flare must be destroyed, for everybody’s sake. She’s already committed one act of genocide in her lust for power and control, I can’t let her commit any others. That settles it, the Crystal must be used!”

Twilight threw open the doors of the throne room. Dawn had broken over the horizon, and Celestia had just barely begun her daily duties.

“Twilight?” Celestia asked in surprise, raising an eyebrow. “You’re up early. To be honest, you look like you haven’t slept in days… Should you really be coming to see me in such a state?”

Celestia kept her demeanor calm and composed, one of the ways she’d found of holding Solar Flare back. Never lose her temper, never subject herself to her most basic emotions.

“Yeah, I… I admit I haven’t been sleeping well,” Twilight stammered out, laughing nervously. “But not without good reason Princess!”

“Oh Twilight,” Celestia said kindly, shaking her head at her student. “I’m sure you had a very good reason, as always, but you should think about your well-being at times. I don’t want you to overwork yourself. If you had an important task, couldn’t you have asked your friends for help on it?”

“Yes… I-I admit I should have come to my friends sooner with this, but… But I think I know a way to separate you and…” Twilight, looking around the room nervously and lowering her voice to make sure nobody could hear her. “Your other half.”

Celestia rose from her throne. “Twilight, are you absolutely sure you’ve come up with a solution? I’m not willing to risk anything, or anybody unless this solution is 100% guaranteed to work.”

“Yes… I understand,” Twilight nodded. “But me and Sunset… We’ve been doing a bit of reading, we found a way to separate you and… Her.” Twilight said the last part of the sentence in absolute disgust, refusing to acknowledge Solar Flare’s name. “A crystal, powered by pure Morphin Grid energy.”

Twilight then had a horrible thought.

“S-she’s not listening in, is she?” Twilight stammered out nervously.

“Twilight, as much as I’d like to lie to you and say everything’s alright, that she’s been quiet and I’m able to keep my dark half under wraps, as it were… I cannot. She’s always listening in to every conversation I have. That’s why I wanted to know if this was guaranteed to work, so I don’t put any more ponies at risk then I have to and get some satisfaction in the fact that Solar Flare knows her reign is about to come to an end…”

Celestia smiled vindictively, it looked incredibly wrong on her face and Celestia herself knew it, but she also knew after all Solar Flare had done, she was allowed a little bit of vindictiveness and satisfaction at her imminent demise…

“Well then, Twilight… You’re allowed to go through with your plan. Stop Solar Flare, no matter the cost…”

“Even if?” Twilight asked nervously, not wanting to say what she was thinking.

“Yes… Even if it means destroying me.”

The Nexus:

Later that day, Thrax whirled around in his throne and gripped his mother’s wand as Doomwing and Goldar tensed and readied their swords. Something was coming, something extremely powerful and extremely… evil.

With a bright flash of fire, a mare made purely of molten hot magma and with a mane that blazed like the sun itself appeared in the room. Doomwing and Goldar drew their swords but were soundly sent flying back with blasts of pure hot wind.

“Miss me?” Solar Flare asked with a cackle before she looked directly at Thrax. “Now, we need to talk…”

Author's Notes:

Breached 200,000 words baby! Yeah! First off, I want to thank y'all for your continued support of this story. I honestly don't know where it would be if you hadn't supported me on this endeavor. Anyways... Okay, so yes... It begins, Solar Flare's fall. Firstly, on the appearance of the Dairangers. To be honest, this is a bit of an in-joke. Heard this somewhere, and I don't know where but for years, Saban had been trying to use the suits after they got access to the Dairanger footage for the Thunderzords and the White Ranger fight scenes. Eventually, they just gave up around Lost Galaxy. From what I heard, the suits were planned to be used as a team of ancient Rangers. Now for me, this makes a personal victory writing-wise, as I have been searching for a way to explain the presence of the "New Powers" from Supermegashit in the story, and I think this works. (Even if I did have to use the name Supermegashit came up with for the team, instead of the actual name, just to keep things in-universe.) As for Ko's absence, again keeping things in-universe. ...Plus, who likes that skirt flipping, breast fondling little perv anyways? (Okay, I admit Gai's actor (The one from Gokaigers, not the Gai from Jetman obviously) liked KibaRanger and wanted to be him but aside from that...) Also, before any of you ask, yes that was the Dragozord from Dino Thunder in the Org fight scene. The reason why there's no White Ranger to compliment it will be explained in this story arc, hopefully, if I can fit it in. Anyways, enough of my rambling. I want to know what you think of this chapter, comments and especially critique are welcome.

Finally, a very overdue tribute to the late actor of ShishiRanger, and the Heavenly Gravity Star, Tatsuya Nōmi. May you shine brightly forever.