PRELUDE:
If I ever hear anyone say how their life sucks, and how they’ve been cheated of certain things, I’ll rip their throats out. Why do I say this? Humph… you would be pretty bitter too if you were in my shoes. I was abandoned by two people who were supposed to love me unconditionally, without remorse or sorrow. I was their child! So what if I was different from the other children of Animaria? Why was I a threat to their so-called society? Now that I think about it, I think it was because they felt that my power could lead to Animaria’s demise. Oh, how right they are!
I sit in my car, radio’s blaring some old Metallica tune. I still go out into Turtle Cove to scope out things, and since I am still human in a sense, I can blend into their quaint little society. I look in the rear view mirror and adjust my hat. Got to wear this damned thing to hide my horns that come with my org half. Not a big deal, I guess. It’s been 3 months since I found out what I really am. Adjusting to my new life was hard at first, but thanks to my master, I learned to appreciate my power. Those Rangers should have never turned their backs on me. Ignorant little pansies…
I turn my car off and step outside to lock the door. Loud music is blaring from inside the night club. Such sweet music to my ears. Coming here was a great idea; I needed to get my mind off of things. I tuck the purple crystal I wear around a chain under my blouse and sigh. Yes, a lot has happened since I used to live in this city regularly. But now the Nexus is my new home. As dreary as that can be, it’s no where near as bad as the harshness of this environment. Drugs, murder, gangs, corrupt politics. It sure isn’t Disneyland.
Now I wait in line like a gimp to go into this night club. As the line slowly crawls into the building, some guy cutting in line bumps into me without apologizing. How hard it is not to toss him across the parking lot. I glared at him though, and my eyes must have been glowing red like they did that one time I knocked the Red Ranger Cole off his feet. That I cannot control, it seems. Now that rude man was staring at me in awe, I smirked and put on my sunglasses.
“Problem?”
He stammered. “Uh…no miss…I…Sorry, I didn’t mean to bump into you.” He stepped aside and offered me to go ahead of him. “Here, take my place.”
I slowly walked ahead of him without acknowledging him. Stupid jerk, I said to myself. People like you are the reason why I’m the way I am. People like you are the reason I have grown to hate.
This line isn’t moving fast enough. Now I fiddle with the ring I now wear on my finger. Its color is enticing, almost mesmerizing. Master Org has good taste indeed. A faint smile comes to my lips as I think about the other night when it was given to me as a gift. A reward, as he said, for draining Merrick’s power in our previous battle. What is his intention there? Hell if I know, nor do I care. The man obviously has taken a liking to me. But he doesn’t have to know that I am aware of it.
So now let me tell you just how I got to this point in my life, and who I really am… as I said, I am half org, my father was a legend. Whoever thought that the great Zen’Aku was actually my father? It would have been great to have actually met the great duke org. But thanks to Merrick’s moment of weakness, he was killed off and now just a distant memory. Draining that Wolf Ranger’s power was just a little taste of my revenge. Little do any of the Rangers know that it may seem I'm on their side, I'm actually going to be their worst nightmare. My mind drifts now as I think of all that has happened… It all started when I first moved here to Turtle Cove…