She smiled as she watched her husband and her friend fool around with water guns, splashing each other. Laughter rang around her. She smiled.  The joy around her numbed the pain they all felt, wanting to forget the mistakes which had cost them a cherished father. Her smiled faded at the thought of him. And the treatment she had given his beloved Pink Ranger.

She had hidden the real reason she had for stealing the Pink Ninja Coin. And it wasn’t because of Tommy. He was never the reason; it was just easier to blame him than herself.

Or the person who had stolen her heart . . . the valley girl had drawn her into a major fall, from which she was still yet to touch the ground. Even her parents didn’t know about it. Didn’t know the reality of their only child.

Secrets hidden in the closet were like Pandora’s Box. If opened, it would destroy everything in its path. Leaving nothing for rebuilding. Especially for those who were marrying soon.

She looked back at Kim, hearing the soft laughter escaping from the other woman’s throat. Her shirt soaked with water clung seductively to her. The sight was enough to send her heart into wild beats. And those lips were soft enough to kiss. She tried to calm down, she shouldn’t be thinking such thoughts; she was after all married to the most handsome man ever. But it was her heart that wanted someone else. Another woman, not another man.

It was her gentle nature, she thought now, which had given the color Pink new meaning for living and fighting evil. An inspiration for those who would come after her. Twisting the tea towel in her hand, she worried for something that might never come. But during her ranger days she had learned one thing, nothing was certain. Life threw everything at you, and only you could control how far the situation goes.

Just thinking of the old days, her eyes shone with sadness. Tears began to build. Her father, as she thought of him, was gone. Someone who helped her rebuild the goodness in her heart. Taken away to save the place called Earth, the home she protected every time she morphed, either with the Pink Coin, Zeonizers, or the Key Chargers which contained her Powers.

When the first time came that she lost her powers, it was hard. But life went on. There were times when she did give a thought to her old Powers. The first ones she had stolen; second she earned; third ones she had the received.

With these words . . .

“Your is called Wind Chaser”

She had been the holder of three different Powers, but of the same color.

Her fight with Zedd and Rita had been personal; with the Machine Empire it was different, a determination to save a civilization.

The Zeo Powers had been her own, she was given a fresh chance to start again. To make a name for herself in the pages of the History of the Rangers. To be known for her kind gentle nature, not for being the Second Pink Morphing Ranger, who stole Kim’s Coin for her amusement.

It still shamed her to see how easily she had been manipulated by Rita. To do her dirty deeds. To conquer and to destroy the rangers.  For what, for the world’s fate or for the selfishness of Evil? She didn’t know, but what was done, was done. She couldn’t change it. She could only make the future brighter and stronger.

And she did, when she passed on her powers. To someone she didn’t even know. Someone she thought of as loyal and trustworthy.

Katherine “Kat” Scott had done her deeds for the world. And now she would forever remember her days as the Pink Ranger.