Amazing I updated I know. Anyways I own nothing of the three worlds used and am only playing with them on with the goofing

Jason shifted a bit uncomfortably as he waited for the gates to the castle to open. He had come here after dealing with the howler letter that Mrs. Weasley had sent him earlier. He now understood why Harry, Ron and Hermione had only been more than willing to run and get things that they had forgotten that morning instead of dealing with owl post. The thing had screamed at him for nearly an entire minute before Piper had lost her patience with the spelled letter and blown it up. This had of course had the trio all the more jealous of Piper’s powers.

Jason nodded as a Hagrid came and opened the doors. “How ya doing big guy?” He questioned, as he slipped through the gates. He ignored the whisper of robes that told him the person that had been tailing him since he left the wards of his home followed him in.

Hagrid nodded cautiously at the young man from across the ocean. Too many people had too many opinions on the figure that was following him. Some said he was dangerous to the Light while others said that he was dangerous to the Dark. Even Dumbledore seemed to be unsure where it was that the young man stood. It was as if the boy was actually standing in the crossroads of Light and Dark. The half giant was as conflicted as everyone else on where the boy stood. On the one hand he had stolen Harry and his friends away from where they would be safe, on the other he had supposedly been giving the three some type of training for the upcoming war. There was also the fact that there was a chance that the man had something to do with the odd warriors that had saved people the other day from some of You-Know-Who’s new soldiers. It all made the half-giants head hurt as he tried to understand it all.

The large man strode through the hallways with a heavy step while Jason looked around curiously. Jason stopped as he peered into the Great Hall for a minute before chasing after the man. “Sorry,” Jason said with a bit of embarrassment, “it’s just that I’ve heard all sorts of good things about this place, and to actually be here, well it’s kind of interesting.”

“Aye that it is,” the large man said proudly, as his voice swelled with pride over the place that had been his home for most of his life. “Hogwarts is one o the best places in the world to get an education fer yourself.” The man boasted, “maybe when yer done talking to the Headmaster, ah can show ya around the place.” He offered to the young man. “Even show ya a few of the places that your dad used ta hang out at and all. Its good ta know tings bout Hogwarts of course. Particularly if ya plan on hanging around here a lot.” Hagrid explained to the young Black. “Just about everyone has gone to Hogwarts. I think its part of some law or other to make sure that all wizards and witches receive a fair education. It’s also one that the headmaster is always working on enforcing all o the time. Great man that Dumbledore. Fact is he helped fix up this one law a few years ago so that the schools had to focus in their countries only so as not to overwhelm their muggle born students with so many cultural changes.”

Jason nodded noncommittally. “Yes it sounds as if he is responsible for many people being where they are in their lives today.” Jason then stepped past the gargoyle that the man had opened and went up the stairs. He opened the door and saw that Dumbledore was sitting there waiting behind his large desk. The various portraits were looking with interest at the new arrival. “Dumbledore.” Jason greeted pleasantly as he shook the man’s hand.

“Mr. Black.” Dumbledore greeted back warmly, but with a wary look. “Lemon drop?” He offered as they both took their seats.

“No thanks.” Jason said politely turning down the offer of candy. “What is it that you needed Dumbledore? Lady Andromeda told me that you sent a number of messages to both myself, Harry and to the various other people that you knew of that were with me. She also told me that a number of the letters addressed to me were requests for a meeting about various things. Did something happen that you need my help with? I can’t think of anything, but you never know.”

Dumbledore smiled at the youth before him. “I am afraid you’ll have to forgive me for worrying too much. I was merely worried that if I was able to break through to your secret place then there was quiet a chance that someone like Voldemort would.” The headmaster eyed the youth, as he didn’t so much as blink at the mention of the name. This meant that either the Americans were foolishly not overly afraid of Tom or this boy was unaware of just who Voldemort was. “I was merely trying to be ready if your security precautions were to fail. Something that I would not have been able to forgive myself about. Harry and his friends are very important to a number of people.”

“Yes they are. I suppose that the fact that you were unable to break through means that my security features were strong enough.” Jason said with a grin.

“Yes, I must admit that wherever it was that you were hidden it was a good hiding place since none of my attempts were able to give me any ideas whatsoever on where it is that you might have gone to. Your people should be proud in their ability in crafting wards.”

“Yeah, well time to get to the real reasons as to why it is that I’m here then.” Jason said leaning forward in his seat. “I need your advice Dumbledore, and since Harry and the others seem to set quiet a bit about what it is that you say I thought that I would see what it is that you can tell me.”

“And what is it that you need to know?” The wizard questioned with interest.

“How the heck do I get the Black family name out of the political hole that my ancestors have managed to put me in? When I left things were starting to look up, but Andromeda decided to play the waiting game instead of going through with any of the ideas that she might have had. I’m sure that once she really gets herself back into the game that she’ll be better at all of this stuff, but for now she is a bit rusty and I find myself in need of your advice on how best to work the current political situation.”

Dumbledore’s eyes twinkled as he heard the request for help from the American that he had thought to be arrogant. The Ministry and the Prophet had done their jobs well if the young man who had commanded everything in Gringotts was coming to him for advice. He would have to move swiftly though or else the lad would gather his wits back around him. He would have to thank the fools that ran the government for pushing the Black family into his waiting and understanding arms. He would have to decide whether or not he would use his influence to rebuild or destroy the Black family name now though. For now he would help keep them afloat.

The headmaster leaned forward and looked the boy over for a minute before he began. “You must understand Jason, that your family was quiet proud of their reputation as a Dark Arts family. Quiet a number of your family linage actually went to schools more noted for their endorsements of practicing the Dark Arts.”

“I am aware of that Dumbledore I am also aware that I will probably spend my entire life showing people that like my father I am not a typical Black. I also intend to begin working on finding a way to free my father Sirus Orion Black from the mantle of killer and traitor that rests over him even in death. I know people will still think badly of him, but there may come a day when people can remember him like Madame Rosemeta does according to Harry.”

“I hope that you can see your dream come true.” Dumbledore said, wondering what it was with the last Black always being brought up in conversations that he would rather not be having. “To repair your various reputations though you are going to need some serious political backing as the damage you want to have repaired is quiet considerable.” Dumbledore warned the boy. “As it is, all you have done so far is get people to not try and automatically throw you in jail because of your name.”

“Yes, but how do we do that? None of the light families owe mine any favors or have any reasons to see my family be brought back in even as a minor power when we have people like Lestrange wandering around.”

“This is true, perhaps I can put you in contact with some family heads that I know that would be willing to help you out.”

“That would be much appreciated. Do you have any suggestions on how we might earn the trust of the people and Ministry?”

“That I do, though part of that depends on how Harry is feeling toward the Ministry.” Dumbledore warned him. “I know you don’t want to have Harry be put up in front of the media, but he may be the only way to bring your family out of the hole that it is currently in.”

Jason looked skeptical at this. “I don’t know about that Dumbledore, it will depend on what Phoebe says about it. I want her opinion on the matter before I decide one way or the other on that matter.”

“Really? And why may I ask does Ms. Halliwell have that kind of authority? I was under the impression that you were the head of the Black house and Harry’s guardian.” Dumbledore said trying to prod the boy into acting rashly. “As I understand it she is not even the head of the family that you are claimed by.”

“You know quiet a bit about us if you know who Phoebe is.” Jason observed to the man. “I don’t really recall introducing you to her. Then again I’m sure you know enough people to learn a bit about my people.”

“I had to give my mind something to use as a distraction. It is difficult to be calm when the hope of the wizard world has been for all effects kidnapped from the safety of his home simply because you feel as if your ways are safer.” Dumbledore replied slightly chastising the boy.

Jason shrugged at the light rebuke. “We’re extremely protective of those that we consider as family Dumbledore. I’m a family claimed member of the Haliwell line as it is.”

“Indeed.” Dumbledore said peering over his glasses at the boy. “I must admit that the Haliwell family is not one that I am overly familiar with.”

“Yeah, according to them they don’t go out in public magical places very much. The magical places that they do visit though aren’t actually considered on the wizards almanac.”

“I see.” Dumbledore said stroking his beard thoughtfully. “That is quiet an interesting claim for them to be making.”

“Yeah, but back to getting the Black name cleared up of all of the distrust that it currently has.”

“Yes of course, I suppose you would want to know that sort of thing. The easiest way would be if Harry were to be seen and maybe make some supportive comments of both the Ministry and yourself. The Ministry would then be more likely to support you.”

“I see. What do you think I should do though?” Jason questioned the older man.

Dumbledore smiled at the youth. If he gave the young man advice that was good and boosted the Black name slightly then he was likely to come to him for advice on other matters as well. Soon he would have the young man before him as well trained as any of his other various agents. “I would start with seeing what Harry wants to do first.” Dumbledore advised him. “Then you can decide whether or not to have Harry talk. As I recall from our earlier conversation you were not all that eager to have Harry become a symbol or anything like that. One of the reasons for why you quietly slipped out of the bank that day I would presume.”

“One of them.” Jason agreed.

“Of course, if Harry were to be seen supporting the system then certain doors that are currently closed would be opened up to you. As it is though with your unwillingness to let Harry become a political symbol it may be a bit more difficult.” Dumbledore warned the youth.

“There’s got to be something that the family can do though.” Jason pressed the wizard.

“Hmm, perhaps you can allow Harry to be seen in public places for a bit give the people hope for tomorrow if they see what they are beginning to regard as a symbol of hope. If he is seen with you then some people will give you the benefit of the doubt. You will have to earn their trust before you can hope for them to accept you though Jason.” Dumbledore explained in his best wise man voice.

Jason nodded reluctantly. Dumbledore hadn’t really given him any new ideas, but if he did some of them he was likely to believe that Jason was following his suggestions, which would make him believe his opinions mattered quiet a bit more to him than they really did. “Thanks for the pointers headmaster, now we need to confirm our agreement on the three when they come down for their training.”

Dumbledore nodded, wincing at this. He had hoped that the boy had forgotten about that little detail. He might even have used the fact that it was not in writing, but a spoken agreement and that the board of Directors had stopped him from being allowed to carry out the wishes of the young man when it came to Harry and his friends mystery training. He would need to think fast if he was going to manage to pull this next part off. “I am afraid that I cannot allow this as I had originally thought. It seems that there are certain people on the Board who are not quiet as willing as I had originally thought to allow Harry to get some extra training. The fact that it would be training outside of the castle would actually make it seem all the worse actually.”

Jason nodded to the old man. “I can understand their feelings for the most part Dumbledore, but are they willing to fight Voldemort instead then? Those three kids have done more for the fight against light and dark for the past 10 years than any other witch and wizard in your community. I hope that by teaching them they will have a slight advantage particularly since no one will know just what it is that we will be teaching.”

Dumbledore paused at this bit of information. Training that none knew that they had could very easily be considered a power that the dark lord knows not. It could be despite how unlikely that this was the way that Harry would destroy Voldemort. “Perhaps you or your friends could conduct your training inside the castle this would give those that feel as if Harry is being given special less to complain about.”

“Your castle has too many ears and eyes to conduct our training safely headmaster.” Jason argued at the wizard. “It has to be done this way. And before you ask none of my people will be joining your staff to conduct their training that way either.”

Dumbledore nodded as he saw one of his aces being jerked away from him before he could use it.

“The training is important, and they are only just now beginning to understand what it is that we are teaching them headmaster. They have worked long and hard to get to where they currently are. I would rather they not lose that connection to their new abilities that they are learning about.”

Dumbledore reluctantly nodded. “Very well, I will arrange for things to work as you wish for them to. I will only make one restriction though.” He told the young man before him solemnly.

“And that would be?”

“If their grades fall, then they must spend the time studying instead of going and doing your mystery training. I will not have Harry give up on his education just so that you can teach him a few extra tricks.” The headmaster explained.

Jason nodded in agreement. He had to agree that if their grades fell that he wouldn’t allow them to do training either. In fact they were likely to force them to sit and study while the others trained than they were to let one of them off for bad grades. Besides if there was an emergency like a monster attack they could always teleport and if the teleporters didn’t work there was always orbing and ninja streaking.

“Was there anything else that you wished to discuss Mr. Black?”

“Two more things and then I’m out of your hair sir.” Jason told the headmaster. “Do you have anything you want me to look out for when I meet with Mrs. Malfoy?”

“You are meeting with Mrs. Malfoy?” Dumbledore asked suspiciously.

“Yeah, probably trying to figure out where I stand on certain things.” Jason said shrugging deciding not to mention that the headmaster had been doing a lot of the same thing here.

“No, I have all of the information on the Malfoy family that I need at the moment. Though the offer is much appreciated.”

“Good that’s nice to know Now where do I go to find McGonagall?”

“Ah yes, the whole family connection.” Dumbledore said in understanding. “Now that you have your memory back it makes sense that you would wish to learn more about that side of your family. You really must tell me how you managed to recover from those memory and pain curses.” The wizard said as he looked at Jason with a mixture of hunger and curiosity. “I was of the understanding that such spells were impossible to remove once they were placed on you. The benefit of teaching such spells to healers and the like could be great. Think of all of the people that had been memory charmed in the past.” The man said as he spoke. “You thankfully seem alright, and that was quiet the nasty memory charm placed on you imagine if all people had that chance?”

“I got lucky and survived.” Jason told the headmaster stonily. “Unfortunately I am sworn to secrecy about things that concern the way I was healed and so I cannot tell you how the healer managed to remove the curse.”

Dumbledore sighed in disappointment at this. “I understand, I am very familiar with the fact that some healers can be very protective of their remedies. Some of their remedies have in fact been protected for thousands of years.” Jason nodded in agreement with the man, neither confirming nor denying the fact that it was an ancient remedy that had cured him. “Well it so happens that Minerva has been living at the castle this year and will most likely be around somewhere.” The headmaster told Jason helpfully. “I’m sure if you were to join us for lunch that you would meet up with her.” He added with a twinkle in his eyes.

“That’s alright I’ll just owl her and set up a meeting in Hogsmeade.” Jason said, “I do have to deal with that luncheon invitation from Mrs. Malfoy and I have to go and get ready for that since I doubt that I would be well accepted dressed like this.” Jason said gesturing to his comfortable muggle clothes. “Besides I kind of thought I would take my girlfriend with me and mix a bit of business with pleasure.” Jason told the man with a grin. “The two of us don’t get out together nearly as much as we’d like to. It was nice to meet you headmaster.”

“Of course.” The headmaster said standing up and watching the young man leave. Once the boy had left he sat back down and contemplated the short meeting he had just had. The boy had some political experience it seemed the wizard thought. This news of a girlfriend also surprised him, as he had planned on having a recent Hogwarts graduate cozy up to him. Oh well there were other ways to learn about the boy and he could always use it as a secondary method if Minerva could not learn the boys secrets.

Jason got off the stairs and looked up to see Hagrid talking with a very small man. The two made a rather amusing sight to Jason as he listened to them discussing something or other. Jason strolled down in their direction and caught the attention of Hagrid. “Ah prefessor, I’d like ya to meet Jason Black, McGonagall’s nephew. Jason this ere is Filius Flitwick Ead oh Ravenclaw and teaches Charms.” The large man said introducing the two men quickly.

The two figures nodded in greetings. Jason then turned to look at the groundskeeper. “Listen Hagrid, I’ll come by some other time if I can to look around this place. I’d do it now, but I have a luncheon to get to right now though. Being a member of an old family has its good and bad points.” The young man said with a smile causing a chuckle from the two men.

“Ah understand lad.” Hagrid said, nodding in understanding at the young man who seemed to be quiet curious about the castle where his father had grown up.

“Thanks.” Jason said with a grin. “A pleasure to meet you sir, perhaps when I come back some other time the two of us can actually get to know each other.” Jason then headed for the doors left.

“An interesting young man.” Flitwick commented, as he watched the figure move with a hidden power that was similar to Dumbledore’s yet it was also different in some way. The Ravenclaw continued to watch the young man before he managed to understand what it was about the young man that reminded him of Duumbledore. It was the air of assurance that he walked with. Jason Black walked like someone who knew exactly who and what they were.

The Charms professor turned away from his musing and headed toward the stone gargoyle. He muttered a quick password at the statue and it moved out of the way. The small man hopped onto the moving staircase and rode the steps toward the top. He then entered the office and looked toward Dumbledore who was lost in thought.

“Ah Filius! To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?” The headmaster questioned his teacher sitting up as he noticed the teacher. “I thought that you were going to be spending your holiday doing some research into your family again.”

“That was the plan Albus, and I would still be doing that if I hadn’t received a rather interesting letter from Gringotts last night.” The short teacher told his superior.

“Really?” Dumbledore questioned, gesturing for the man to continue.

“Yes, it seems that a council meeting has been called Albus. The Council of the Mixed Bloods has been called actually. The Council of Mixed Bloods is made up of some of the most powerful magical hybrids. If there is cause for concern they will bring it forth to the Council of Old Ones. You know as well as I do that the summoning of such forces can have mixed problems. Chief amongst them will be the fact that some of the most deadly hybrids from the light and the dark are coming this way and that is only from the Dwarf Nation.” Flitwick said as he showed his letter to the headmaster. “There is likely to be other species there though or else they wouldn’t call it the Council of Mixed Bloods.”

Dumbledore nodded as he looked at this piece of information. “I would like you to show this at an Order meeting Filius I think that it is information that we would all need to see and to understand.”

The man nodded in agreement. “Of course Albus, I just thought that you should know that the magical creatures are starting to get restless. If the Dwarfs are starting to act up who knows what other creatures are on the verge of deciding something. In fact a number of the hybrids could all be deciding on which side of the wars that they will be on. If they do choose a side instead of remaining neutral as they did in the last war they may not side with the Ministry and us. Not that one could really blame them for it.” The part dwarf said grudgingly.

Dumbledore nodded to the man. “We shall have to wait and see just what it is that happens next then my friend.” The Charms professor then excused himself, so that he could return to what he had been doing before this troubling letter had been presented to him.

The headmaster got up clasped his hands behind his back and stared out of his window wondering what it was that could happen next. Things were swiftly spiraling out of his control lately. Several years of careful and delicate planning were becoming unraveled because of a handful of wild cards that he did not know and could not predict. A number of the problems appeared to hinge on the emergence of Jason Lee Scott-Black and his allies. If it wasn’t for the fact that the prophecy said that he would be needed to combat Tom and his minions then he would be greatly tempted to get rid of him somehow. Unfortunately for him though the Black boy was needed and could not be stowed away someplace out of the way like his father had been.

The wizened old headmaster sighed as he watched the giant squid from his window. He hoped that he would be able to save the wizarding world once again. The world he had helped create needed his leadership once again and no one would stop him from providing that. Soon he would unravel all of the various magic’s that the unknown warriors had used and then he would use those same magic’s to create his very own super soldiers that would combat Voldemort’s dark forces and he could do away with the need for the unwanted and soon to be unneeded elements that the mystery warriors were.

Jason smiled at Trini as he looked at her. She was dressed in a yellow oriental dress with griffons and panthers decorating it. Jason on the other hand was wearing a formal dress robe in a dark red color. The Black family crest was on his left shoulder and beneath it and to the right was the Warrren line symbol, and beneath that and to the side was the Potter family crest. The two of them were also both wearing a large thunderbolt on their belt buckles that they wore over their robes. The two heroes waited patiently in front of the doors to Malfoy Manor. The doors slowly creaked opened with quiet a bit of noise. The two remained impassive at the impressive sight of the doors opening up.

Mrs. Malfoy smiled at them as the doors opened and the light reflected off of her silver dress robes, which seemed to move like quicksilver. The blonde woman’s eyes rose slightly on seeing the oriental girl that was with Jason but she hid her surprise quickly under the mask of the professional socialite that she was. The woman’s pale blue eyes noted that the two young people were both holding hands in a way that was far more than just friends. She had been half expecting her sister Andromeda or perhaps her shape shifting spawn the Auror. Instead though it appeared that they were blessed by not having either of those troublemaking, blood traitor, rabble around today. “I am pleased to see that you were willing to come to this gathering Jason. It will give us a bit of a chance to get to know you.” The blonde said sweetly, as she ushered the pair into the mansion.

“Thank you.” Jason said as he pulled off his cloak and hung it on a hook that had stretched itself out of the wall for him to hang it on. After the cloak had been placed on the hook it pulled back into the wall. The two Rangers then made their way toward the party and were dragged around the place and introduced to various people. Many of the people were from old families that had family lines at least four hundred years old. Unfortunately for the people that were bragging about their long family lines the two Rangers were unimpressed with the bloodlines of their fellow guests.

The two Rangers currently found themselves talking with Senior Under sectary Madame Umbridge of the Ministry. The woman was trying to butter them up since as Jason controlled the Potter family for the next year and had connections to one other powerful family. “Yes,” the woman simpered at them in her girly like voice. “I taught at Hogwarts during the last year. Unfortunately I had to leave before the leaving feast was finished because I had to return to the Ministry. Something had come up and I was needed to head over several matters that some of our other people were not handling as well as they could. The woman told them with a grin. “Mr. Potter and his friends showed themselves to be a highly vocal and opinionated group.”

The woman continued before the two could make any remarks about the detentions that Harry had reluctantly told Phoebe about. “It really quite a shame that a place like Hogwarts so steeped with tradition is actually loosing so many of those great traditions. I suppose that is only to be expected though when the headmaster allows so many of certain types into the hallowed halls of the school. I certainly hope that you are able to help young Mr. Potter to accept the better side of his heritage.”

“Being different isn’t always a bad thing.” Jason told the woman. “Your founders were willing to be different and made that school that you’re all so proud of. A thousand years ago witches and wizards mainly taught their magic’s by apprenticeships. Most muggle borns were actually considered as nothing more than low powered hedge witches while the pureblood lines were scattered and unorganized mass. Because of the Founders we now have a society.”

“Perhaps but some things out live their usefulness and don’t know when to make way for the way things should be.” The toad like witch said indignantly. “Some of the ways of the less desirable are too different for real witches and wizards.”

“Difference is not always a bad thing though.” Trini countered the large woman. “In fact often times it is important to accept what is new and different or risk stagnated society. Never a good thing, I would hate to see a world as wonderful as this one with such a great history fall in on itself it would be a tragedy. It would be stupid to ignore the idea of moving forward simply because it is against tradition.”

“True.” Umbridge reluctantly conceded to the girl in front of her. “We have to be careful though, that we do not loose who it is that we are though while exploring other options that would be better for us as a people.” The woman countered the Asian beauty.

“Agreed,” Trini said as she took a sip of her drink. “What are we without what makes us a people? My family insisted that I learn Kung fu from my uncle as a way to show pride in my people.” The girl explained to the woman.

“Exactly, you do understand then!” Umbridge said, slightly more cheerfully and smiling broadly she had no idea what the girl was talking about but it must be important to her people. “You have chosen a wise person to befriend Lord Black.” Umbridge told the young man. “She understands the need for some of the things in our world remain while it is obvious that others will have to go.” The woman said with a hungry look in her eyes.

Jason smiled at the woman. “She also understands me, making it even better for the family,” Jason said as he gave his girlfriend a one armed hug. “She’s always been the control to my power.” He told the woman with a grin. “Only person who could ever make me focus on things in different ways.”

Umbridge nodded as she sipped her wine and regarded the pair of young adults. Jason Black was indeed an imposing figure with his broad shoulders and hard stare. A stare that if the witch would ever admit it to herself was the same kind of hard stare she had seen in the likes of Alastor Moody and Aurors whom had just gotten off long stints in Azkaban. The girl had a similar hard eyed stare but because of her petite frame the witch dismissed her as a threat. The girl was delicate looking like one of the flowers that decorated the room. The way she spoke was similar enough to that of a pureblood that the woman presumed that the girl had an honorable linage in another country. She made a mental note to check that before she made her final report to the Minister on this little party that she had been invited to.

Jason and Trini nodded to Mrs. Malfoy as they made their way toward the door. They hoped that for the moment that they had played the game well enough. Though Zedd could tell the wizards where their loyalties really lied there was a good chance that he would harbor the secret unless it suited him to tell the wizards about them. For the time being then as long as they could play the game then they would have political neutrality. The two were in the hallway when Draco Malfoy stepped out of the side hallway and blocked their exit.

“You,” Malfoy hissed and glared angrily at Jason who as far as he was concerned was just some person that had stolen his inheritance away from him. “You’re the reason that I was embarrassed before my father’s friends.” The boy growled. “Do you know how much of a joke I am now because of you? My father lost quiet a bit of his standing because of how you humiliated me.” The boy seethed his hand inching toward his pocket where his wand was.

“Don’t try it kid,” Jason warned the blonde. “You go for that wand your opening hostilities between our families. With a war going on out there do you really think now is the time to get involved in something like that?” Jason talked calmly as he tried to convince the kid not to start a fight. Jason really didn’t want a fight right now because it would force him to show that he was against the purebloods most likely if he didn’t pay attention. “A feud between us is not the best way to go right now. Particularly when you consider how closely related we are.”

The two stared at each other and Malfoy reluctantly let his hand drop from his wand pocket. The boy then spun and stalked off to some place deeper into the manor. Jason sighed with relief and accepted his and Trini’s cloaks from the rack. The two rangers ignored the fact that several people had drawn wands, even if they were pointed downward. The headed for the door and Jason stopped in front of Mrs. Malfoy. “Wonderful little lunch you got here Mrs. Malfoy. Although might I suggest you get your son to calm down before he gets himself killed? Cause he’s way to hotheaded at the moment.”

“Yes, I am sorry about that Lord Black.” Mrs. Malfoy apologized. “I fear with his father in prison he has been under quiet a bit of stress lately it has robbed him of some of the things that he has always held as truth making things difficult for him to accept.”

Jason opened his mouth to comment, but Trini jumped in before he could say anything. “These are stressful times your son should be careful perhaps even find something to devote his energy to so that he is not bothered by such things.”

“Perhaps,” the woman said, nodding her head in acknowledgment of the suggestion. “I will take your words under advisement.”

“That’s all that we ask of you Jason returned. Now if you will excuse us we must be going.” The doors opened and as they stepped outside their communicators began whistling at them. “Go ahead Zordon.” Jason said into the device.

“Jason there is a disturbance in Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade.” The Whitlighter informed them. “It appears that Zedd is sending out some of his old monsters to test our powers but is trying to spread you out as well.”

“Who all did he send?” Jason asked with worry wondering whom it was that they could have sent against them.

“He is testing you with the Prantishead and the Knasty Knight.”

The two Rangers grimaced at that. Prantishead had managed to disable their old zords during his first battle while they had beaten him there had been a special connection between them and their first Zords that they had never been quiet able to replace. The Knasty Knight was also not a simple creature to battle even if he had been one of Rita’s creatures, he had the hulking body of a large humanoid and was skilled with his sword which had a few extra surprises if you weren’t careful that didn’t even count his ability to absorb the energy of attacks and send them back at the attacker. “All right send Conner’s team to deal with the Knasty Knight and have Ninja Storm deal with Prantishead.”

“Understood.” Zordon said as he began sending Rangers out.

“Any reason for that order and why didn’t we go?” Trini asked curiously.

Jason shrugged a bit at this. “People will probably notice if we rush off to either place. In the old days people thought we were adrenaline junkies who got off from watching the monster fights. These days we have to be a bit more careful or they’ll be more likely to figure us out and the longer we can go without everyone realizing who it is we are and what we do the better.” Jason said. “Besides what’s the point in having all of those Rangers under your command if you’re just going to let them sit there?” He asked his fiancé.

Trini smiled at him. “Good you finally learned how to work as a part of a team and delegate.”

“Yeah come on let’s get back to the Command Center so that we can watch.”

Trini shook her head. “You’re a great witch and wizard when it comes to combat spells, but when it comes to the less brutal and destructive spells you have no idea what it is that you can do.” Trini pulled him into a corner where several reflective items were visible and began chanting. Give me the many sights.

Give me the many sights.

To watch the battle sites.

So that I may aide those who are in trouble.

To make our enemies see foes in double..

The reflective surfaces shimmered for a moment to show the various monsters that were attacking. Jason held Trini’s hand and leaned back so that he could watch the fights comfortably. The two monsters were currently tearing up the areas that they were in. A group of Aurors was blasting away at each of the creatures but none of the magical attacks appeared to be causing all of that much damage to the creatures. The Kasty Knight was holding its shield up to block the attacks while the Piranhatron merely let the attacks bounce off of him or dodging to the side of the magical blasts. A pile of items lied on the ground where they had shrugged off conjured ropes and chains as if they were nothing.

“They better hurry I think that those guys are starting to get bored waiting on them.” Jason said as they watched the Knasty Knight redirect several reducto and blasting curses at their senders. The two winced as they saw one Auror get buried underneath rocks. As the Knasty Knight towered over the fallen Auror several yellow energy blast struck it in the back bringing its attention to the group of Rangers rushing at it. The two veterans sighed as they watched the group making their first attack. Kira raised her hands and caught her Eagle Rangs as they sailed back into her hands.

“Hey tin can why don’t you try fighting against someone that can hurt you?” Conner questioned from behind his helmet as he looked at the large hulking black armored figure. The hulking figure gave an angry snarl as it stared at the Red Ranger. Oh yeah that’s the way to impress us Conner continued to mock. “Trent, Ethan would you guys deal with this bozo already?” Knasty Knight was tossed backwards as Trent and Ethan fired on their enemy that Conner had set up.

“And I thought that the guys we fought were stupid,” Ethan said chuckling.

“Don’t get to cocky there boys and gal,” Zack’s voice said over the communicators, “he may be one dumb, ugly son of a gun but he’s also hard to keep down.”

“What?” The others turned to look up as Knasty Knight was climbing to his feet his shield and armor smoking slightly from where he had been hit but otherwise he appeared unharmed.

“No way. What is this guy Zeltrax? Those shots should have seriously weakened anything that we fought.”

“That’s what happens when you start getting cocky.” Trent pointed out to his teammate as he drew his Komodo dagger from its sheath and stared at the creature. “Lets do it,” he said as he charged forward. He lunged forward and his weapon met against the Knasty Knight’s sword and the two locked weapons. Knasty Knight growled and pushed back even harder tossing Trent back a few steps. Trent grunted and rushed forward again. Knasty Knight growled at the Power Ranger as it continued to press forward pushing Trent back effortlessly.

Little help here guys! Trent called out the moment of inattention cost him giving Knasty Knight the opening he needed to bring his shield up into the bottom of the helmet and daze the Power Ranger. While Trent tried to get his bearings Knasty Knight slashed the Ranger across the chest throwing him back at his teammates. Alright that hurt, the Power Ranger said as he pulled himself back up.

“You ready to try a team effort this time?” Conner questioned his teammate.

“Yeah that might be the best way to do it.” Trent reluctantly agreed with the other ranger.

“Good let’s do it then,” Ethan said as he drew his ninja sword off his back and charged. The others nodded as they drew their own swords and ran at Knasty Knight . The monster snarled at the group and met them head on.

Conner clutched at his chest after a particularly nasty hit. “Hope you got some good news for us Dr. O, cause thing is kicking the crap out of us all over the place.”

“Working on it Conner,” Tommy returned he looked over his shoulder and let out a relieved grin at seeing one of the best experts on Knasty Knight enter the room. “Zack get over here I need your help. Were there any weaknesses in the Knasty Knight’s armor that we should know about?”

“Answer is simple Tommy, you let the Zack man at that pile of broken bolts and I’ll make it regret ever coming back.” The Ram Ninjetti promised as he looked at the image of the fight with Knasty Knight with loathing.

“Keep your cool Zack, going off at him half cocked isn’t going to help anyone.” Tommy cautioned his friend.

“Sorry man, but that guy is this close to getting himself a Zack attack to the face. Tell them to get rid of his sword though or he’ll return any of their attacks back at them with more power than they used.”

“Thanks,” Tommy turned back to the communications. “Alright guys, Zack says you need to get rid of that sword and fast it’ll make things a lot easier and your weapons will be more likely to survive.”

“Got it Dr. O,” the group said before moving in, Conner and Trent engaging Knasty Knight while Ethan and Kira did their best to get the blade away from it.

“Ethan try and do an Indiana Jones,” Conner ordered right before he was kicked away in a shot that sent him flying down the street.

The Power Ranger nodded and followed the order extending the Raccoon whip, he waited anxiously as the others all attacked Conner attacking the body Trent the shield and Kira was holding the sword back as it was locked against her own. Ethan snapped the weapon as Conner and Trent added an extra push while Kira took a step back causing Knasty Knight to lose his balance. The whip wound around the weapon and with a heave a surprised monster lost his weapon.

“All right lets finish this,” Conner commanded wondering if it was really as easy as separating the creep from his sword and then beating the thing. The others nodded as they brought their weapons together to create their cannon. Knasty Knight growled and hid behind his shield the beam reflected off the metal and hit the Ranger team.

“Sorry Tommy, but I can’t stand here and watch this.” Zack said as he turned away from the monitors and headed for the doors. “Alpha, teleport me there,” he ordered the small robot.

“Aye, yi, yi. Be careful Zack, the Knasty Knight is much more powerful than when you faced him.” The robot warned the young man he had known as a child.

“I agree with Alpha on this,” Zordon cautioned one of his original five. “The Knasty Knight is much more powerful than when Rita used him.”

“Yeah but I’m a lot more powerful too,” Zack pointed out to his former mentor.

“Fine if we can’t convince you otherwise at least take some backup with you.” Tommy said as he turned his attention back to the fight.

“I can go with that,” Zack agreed.

“Good Rocky, Adam, and Aishia are all currently here.” Alpha told the Ranger.

Zack nodded, “have them meet me there,” he said as he shifted his clothes to that of a ninja ninjetti and disappeared in a flash of black light.

Zack reappeared nearby and watched as Knasty Knight tossed the younger Rangers away and picked up his sword. Zack nodded as he heard the familiar whooshing sound as the others appeared around him. “So, how do you want to do this?” Adam questioned him.

“None of you will actually,” a Death Eater said as he stepped out of the shadows leading a team of putties, “the Dark Lord does not want any more of your interference and has sent me and his soldiers to put a stop to you.”

“Sorry pal, but me and that rust bucket down there have some old business that we need to finish up before he tries to deal with some newbies.”

The Death Eater sneered from behind his mask. “Putties attack.”

The group of Rangers rolled their eyes at the typical response. “Go, we’ll handle these clay brains,” Adam told Zack.

The first Black Ranger nodded and sent a navy lighting bolt out of either hand at two of the putties before he back flipped off the ledge. He landed in a crouch then sent another electric blast towards Knasty Knight. “Yo ugly, I think you’re fights with me. Didn’t Rita teach you to finish up one fight before you go and find a bunch of new dancing partners.” The ninja ninjetti held his hand out and lighting surrounded it for a moment before sprouting outward and forming into the Ram’s Hammer. Knasty Knight roared in recognition of its new foe. “Let’s do it.” Zack returned his ax crackling with energy. He pointed the weapon at Knasty Knight and made a slashing motion creating a lighting bolt from the head of his ax blasting away into the shield. Knasty Knight roared in defiance of the human as the blast pushed him back.

Conner took advantage and regrouped his team and had them push at their enemy. “Go,” he ordered as he used his staff to push against the shield and hold it in place. The others nodded and made their move. Knasty Knight roared angrily and created an energy blast which sent them all tumbling.

“Fine we’ll do this the hard way then.” It’s Morphing time! Ram Power. The Black Ranger stood before the monster. “Take out the shield then we’ll take out the sword,” he ordered as he climbed to his feet. The others nodded in understand and all of them began striking at the shield trying to shake it off Knasty Knight. The Knight glared from behind the black object that was starting to smoke from all of the attacks thrown at it.

“Try the combined weapons again.” Tommy’s voice came over the radio.

“Right, “

“Mustang Staff.”

“Eagle rangs.”

“Komodo dagger.”

“Raccoon whip.”

The weapons merged back in to a cannon Zack used the sword blaster and merged it with his hammer, all of the Rangers then fired at the Knasty Knight who quickly brought his shield back up. For a moment the two blasts merely splashed against the shield before it crack and the armored figure was blown away.

“Now we got him,” Zack cheered before rushing in and slamming his blade on the sword breaking the blade. “Time to finish this Power of Thunder.”

“Power of Water.”

“Power of Earth.”

“Power of Air.”

“Power of Water”

An energy bolt erupted from each of them destroying the armored figure.

Voldemort turned tp look at the demon lord, “Is that it?” He questioned, wondering if he had overestimated the Demon Lord’s power.

“Hardly,” Zedd said as he created a grenade, “make my monster grow,” he commanded before tossing the grenade through a portal.

“Great,” Zack grumbled as the Knight took the grenade and slammed it into the ground the monster grew his sword and shield magically restored. “Time to do this again. Nemian Lion, Thunder Zord Power.”

Conner looked at his teammates before they all focused on finding their zord.

Conner grinned as he raised his hand into the air “Sleipnir, Earth Zord power!” The all saw a cloud of dust heading their way and out of the cloud burst what looked like a type of horse zord only instead of four legs it had eight. “Amazing,” Conner muttered as he watched the zord head their way.

Trent raised his hand next. “Kraken, water zord power.” A growling sound could be heard and then a water jet seemed to shoot out of the ground and a zord that looked like a type of squid flew slightly above and to the left of the Sleipnir zord.

“Oh this is so sweet,” Ethan said as he raised his own hand into the air. “Erymanthian Boar, water zord power.” They all watched as another jet of water shot out and another zord appeared. A giant boar with gleaming tusks snorted before it began running underneath the Kraken.

Kira found something inside her that felt right and soon was calling her own zord out. “Stymphalian Eagle, Air Zord Power!” They all heard a giant battle cry as the Eagle zord streaked over their heads.

“Let’s go,” Conner said before he leaped at his zord, the others nodded and followed after him each of them eager to back behind the controls of a zord.

“Zack here ready to roll how about the rest of you?”

“Yeah we’re set bring it together to form the megazord,” Conner said.

“What you’re not going to sound off?” Zack asked shaking his head, “you guys run things a bit different than we did.”

“Maybe, but we’re so much cooler.” Conner jibed back, “alright lets do it guys.”

“Right,” the others said as the horse moved forward and leaped into the air the head bowed down showing a humanlike head coming out while the body twisted so that the horse head appeared to be on the back, and the two of each of the legs joined together Ethan’s Zord moved forward incasing the legs in extra armor while tren’s Zord split into two parts the side with the tentacles joined one arm of the zord while the other gained a missile like item a moment later Kira’s zord joined on the back granting the zord a pair of wings. “Mystic mega zord online.”

“Great now let’s do this,” Zack said, his Nemian Lion moving forward. His zord kept Knasty Knight busy enough for the rangers to come up behind him and use the tentacles to form a sword that they used to attack with. Knasty Knight met the attack but was blindsided by Zack’s zord. Knasty Knight spun around and sliced the small zord on the side causing spark to form from the zord. The Nemian Lion roared but pulled back slightly as it tried to decide on a new method of attack. The Mystic Megazord began exchanging blows neither seemed to be able to get the upper hand as Knasty Knight would duck behind his shield or absorb any energy attacks that they sent at it and return them.

“Okay guys, the last time we pulled this off we had to overload his sword.”

“Really?” Conner said, “Too bad he’ll be expecting that unless we.”

“Used it as a cover?” Ethan questioned with a grin.

“Exactly.” Kira said excitedly.

“All right then let’s give Zack the extra energy then when he’s not expecting it we hit him.” Conner planned out, the megazord quickly sent a majority of its weapons energy toward the Nemian lion who roared and began firing an energy beam at the Knasty Knight. The monster roared as it reflected the energy away.

“Now,” Conner ordered, the Nemian Lion jumped out of the way and revealed the Mystic Megazord with both of it’s arms raised up it fired it’s missile attack with the Kraken head and caught Knasty Knight in the chest the missile crashed though the shield and then through Knasty Knight. The monster groaned before falling down.

“And stay down this time!” Zack said, as he watched the figure burn itself away.

The ninjastorm Rangers looked at the giant fish that they had been sent to stop. “So who is this guy anyways?” Shane questioned looking at the overgrown fish curiously.

“Be careful Rangers Prantishead’s not someone to underestimate, he can control all machines. He once disabled all of the first Rangers Zords.”

“Alpha’s right,” Kim said as she, Kat and Billy ninja streaked down next to the group of Rangers. “Fang face there nearly destroyed everything that we fought for once. I’m not about to let him try it again.” The Pink Ranger growled as she glared at the humanoid fish creature.

“So glad that you remember me Pink Ranger, come on let’s see if the new Rangers are up to the standards of the old Rangers standards.” The monster sneered at the group.

“We’ll deal with the putties.” Kat told the others as she and Billy formed their weapons and charged at the gray and white creatures that were dancing around them.

“You heard him guys,” Dustin said as he hefted his earth hammer, the others nodded and drew their own weapons soon the fire bow, the air crossbow, the water trident the crimson thunder spear, the samurai swords and the navy thunder spear, were all drawn. Kim began firing while the others charged forward. Prantishead fought back dodging and ducking the various attacks while getting his own shots in batting the arrows out of the air from time to time.

Cam growled in frustration locked the hilts of his two swords together. “Samurai bow,” he called out holding his hands out he summoned some of his samurai arrows. “Frog leg arrows,” he cried as he grabbed the arrows that looked like they had giant tuning forks on the end. While the others attacked again he fired each shot and pinned first the legs and then the arms of the monster.

The monster snarled and with a burst of strength pulled the arrows away from him. “So you want to play I can play.” A buzzing sound was heard and the group turned to see several motorcycles heading their way. The bikes buzzed by them striking “Cam, Kimberly and Shane and Tori several times they also distracted Billy and Kat who were wounded as well. The group all fell down painfully clutching at their sides as they pulled themselves back up.

“Leave them alone,” Hunter growled as he swung his thunder spear and slammed it into the monster.

“So you want to play then let’s play,” Prantisheadsaid as the bikes rushed at him.

“Yo over here scale brains,” Dustin called out swinging his hammer, “did you forget about me?”

“Yeah come on show us what you got loser,” Blake said from the other side. The three bikes revved their engines and rushed at the rangers.

“Score,” Dustin said as he caught the handle bars and flipped himself into the seat, Hunter and Blake both ninja streaked themselves onto their bikes and the three Rangers began fight Prantishead for control of the dirt bikes.

“How about we play some chicken?” Hunter questioned his teammates as he gained some control over the bike.

“Sounds like a plan to me,” Dustin said as the three bikers turned their rides toward gunned their engines and rammed the monster with the bikes jumping off and rolling in the dirt. The three bikes struck the monster and then blew up throwing the monster back. The monster stumbled and the group chose then to launch their more powerful attacks.

“Air Crossbow!”

“Earth Hammer.”

“Water Trident “

The crossbow hung in the air for a moment before the hammer locked into place in the place of the arrow, then the trident went into the top of the hammer.

“Our turn,” Hunter said not about to let the others have all the fun in destroying their first monster. “Crimson Thunder spear.” He called out and the long spear appeared in his hand with a trident shaped head.

“Navy Thunder blade,” Blake cried as his own spear like weapon appeared out of thin air.

“Thunder star,” they said as they brought the two weapons together forming a giant throwing star from their two weapons.

“Samurai bow full power.” Cam said as he summoned an energy beam arrow.

“Fire!” The six rangers cried out the three energy bolts rushed toward the monster who tried to shield himself only to have the energy rip through him.

“Is that it?” Dustin questioned the others curiously earning groans from his team.

“Do you have to tempt fate like that?” Tori questioned her friend.

“Why what’d I do.”

Before anyone could answer Prantisheadgrew into a giant figure. “Okay Rangers ready for another round?” The giant creature thundered at them.

You have no idea how much we’re ready for this,” Hunter told the monster.

“What he said,” Shane told the monster. “You ready guys?”

“Ready.”

“Then let’s do it.”

The brothers were the first to find their inner animals. “Thunderbird Thunder zord power now.” The two cried they all looked up as a bolt of thunder flashed in the air and a giant bird like zord appeared with two heads it was painted in their respective colors as it swooped by causing the brothers to grin as they leaped into the cockpits.

“Okay our turn,” Shane said, “Pegasus Air zord power “

“Mermaid Water Zord Power.”

“Minotaur Earth Zord Power.”

Cam nodded as he watched each of his friends claim their new zords, he then summoned his own zord. “Spinx zord Samurai Power.” He called and watched as his own zord appeared.

“All right let’s form up,” Shane commanded.

The Thunderbird switched to a warrior mode and then formed the body while the Sphinx formed around the back forming armor and wings. “Warrior Zord on line.”

The other three formed up as well the Pegasus formed the chest while the Minotaur made the legs and the mermaid pulled into her tail and then split apart an end forming over either side of the zord forming the arms of the zord. “Ninja magic megazord.”

“You really think that those zords are enough to stop me?” Prantishead questioned them with a booming laugh. “Did you forget who I am? He waved his hands and ice began forming around the zords.

“What in the world?”

“Cam what’s going on?”

“He’s encasing us in blocks of ice by causing all of our systems to start freezing up. In a couple of minutes we’ll be stuck in the zords.” The samurai explained to his teammates.

“Not if I can stop it,” a voice said they all turned to look downward where the Pink Ranger was standing. “Firebird air zord power.” The Ranger called out. The others watched as the new zord zoomed into view letting out a battle cry. “Let’s do this,” she said as she began circling the two frozen zords. A fire cyclone soon appeared around them and the systems began unfreezing.

“What no,” Prantishead said in shock as he watched his work destroyed by the pink ranger.

“Oh yes,” Kim returned, as she rose into the air then dived downward blasting at the monster whom didn’t notice the other two zords draw their weapons.

“Full power,” the two groups said as their swords charged and sliced at the monster.

“No!” The monster cried as it fell down and exploded.

“Great teamwork there,” Shane said before they teleported away from the fight while their zords returned to their hiding places.

Voldemort fumed as the creatures the supposed all powerful demon lord that he had allied himself with both failed to stop these accursed Rangers. Perhaps he had chosen wrongly in whom he worked with.

Zedd watched the fight and laughed as the fights ended. “At last we have a weakness.”

“What, where? Voldemort questioned as he watched the visions of the battle.

Zedd lowered himself into his throne and looked at the wizard with amusement. “By bringing back certain creatures I remind the veteran rangers of their past failures.” Zedd sneered out an explanation to the wizard. “With this tidbit of information I can predict which Rangers will come into battle and how they will react.” He waved his staff in the air and several images of creatures appeared in the air over them. “I can summon King Sphinx and Pipebrain to draw Jason out, Eye guy and Madam Woe for Billy, Terror Toad and Artistmole for Kimberly, the Dark Warrior and Mantis for Trini, Spidertron and Oysterizer for Zack. The Two headed parrot and Slippery Shark will split the teams up and keep Tommy and Jason busy. Speaking of Tommy I’m sure that he would love to have a rematch with the Stag Beatle and Turbanshell he always was touchy about the loss of his Green Ranger Powers. I’m sure Rocky will remember Pachinkohead and Marvo the Meanie only this time it won’t have a human weakness. I’m sure that they all remember the Wizard of Deception and his abilities. Katherine should remember the Kat Boaafter all it was a part of her for a time, Sinister Simian should also be useful as well. I wonder if Adam remembers Drill Master. Zedd laughed as the images of the various monsters lighted up and he remembered the various problems that these monsters had given the Rangers some of these creatures may not affect them as much as they had back then but they might be easy to catch the younger Rangers off guard and cause the experienced Rangers to react foolishly out of revenge. “Hunter,” Zedd called out.

“Yes my Lord?” A hunter Demon questioned as it bowed down on one knee before it master.

“Return to California and bring me all the information that you can on these Ninja Storm and the Dino Thunder Rangers. The mortals I planned on retrieving might have the best information for that so go and bring them to me.”

“Yes master.” The demon said raising from his place bowing once before shimmering away from the courtroom. The demon reappeared on the island fortress of Mesagog. The demon took a moment to admire the burnt out husks of the foot soldiers that the dinosaur liked creature had drained. The creature that had ruled here had ruled here with a powerful grip indeed it was a shame that he had been destroyed. The demon began searching through the rubble looking for the items that his master had told him were here. By the computer he managed to download the database with this they would be able to figure out everything about the Dino Thunder Rangers that Mesagog had known. He also found a jar with a specimen in it that his master would be glad to have. The demon hid the jar in his pocket. One more stop and then it’s mission would be done and it would have all its prey. The demon shimmered away reappearing in a office building. The demon looked around and saw its prey, a woman in a sundress was talking with an older man in a dark suit. Talking to the pair was a blonde girl and a boy holding a heavy camera. The demon smirked as it realized that none of them had noticed him shimmer into the room. Forming a pair of energy balls he threw them at the younger pair. The boy saw the incoming attacks and shoved the girl out of the way.

“Devin!” The girl complained to the boy. She turned around and watched in shock as her boyfriend of the last six months burst into flames.

“Cassidy Run!” Devin shouted before falling to the ground.

“Let’s go,” the man said helping the girl up.

“Not so fast mortal,” I have uses for some of you.” The demon said as it blocked their exit.

Cassidy whimpered before diving behind the desk leaving the older pair to face the demon. The older pair looked at each other nervously wondering what they could do. The woman took a hesitant step forward and tried rushing the demon with the man only a step behind her. The demon chuckled as it blasted the pair back. Neither of those shots were as strong as the blasts that had killed the boy but they were enough to knock the pair unconscious. Striding toward the pair the demon looked toward the girl cowering under the desk before shrugging as it knelt down and shimmered away with the older pair.

Cassidy poked her head out and saw that she was alone before her hand began moving towards her phone. Dr. O, Conner, Kira, Ethan, and Trent would know what to do. She was sure of it and who knows maybe they could do something for Devin. She looked back at the ashes of her boyfriend before focusing on the phone.

The demon reappeared before its master and dumped the pair of mortals on the ground. Zedd eyed the pair with contempt before turning to his hunter. “Well?”

The demon disk in its master’s hand. “All was as you suspected and more,” the demon said as it then handed over the specimen jar. Zedd nodded as he made the disk disappear he would retrieve the disk later when he had the time to look at it. He then turned to focus on the jar and tossed it to the ground causing it to explode. When the smoke from the explosion faded a man in a leather trench coat and mask that covered most of his face stood there.

“So, you are the idiots that have been losing to the Power Rangers.” Zedd sneered as he examined the three. “Fortunately for you I have some uses for you or I would have simply destroyed you.”

“And who are you?” Lothar questioned arrogantly.

“I am Lord Zedd, Master of the Underworld and you should be sure to remember your place ninja.” Zedd said as he casually tossed Lothar into the wall.

“I see and if we refuse to help you? Not that I have anything against destroying Power Rangers of course.” The Ninja said as he landed lightly on his feet.

“Simple really, then I destroy you and take your power and place it in someone who will serve me.”

Lothar seemed to consider his options for a moment. “Very well if those are the choices then I gladly accept.”

“So glad that you see things my way.”

“Not us,” Anton Mercer said as he pulled himself up to his feet. “We have no interest in world domination or destruction, besides Mesagog is gone and there is no way that you can bring him back. He and I split apart near the end, and he was destroyed by the Rangers.”

“What, this sniveling worm used to be Mesagog?” Lothar questioned angrily the memory of spending the past year trapped in a glass jar still in his mind. He had hoped that he would be able to geet his revenge on the lizard. He sized the worm up to the creature that had bested him and couldn’t believe what he saw before him.

“I don’t care about your abilities on the battlefield mortal, Rita drain this pathetic excuse of a being of all of his memories.”

“Of course Lord Zedd,” Rita said as she stepped out of the shadows the witch raised her staff and the two of them disappeared in flash of power causing the assembled Death Eaters to twitch nervously at this new method of transportation that they didn’t know.

“As for you Randall I have more uses for you in your other form.”

No please don’t, Randall pleaded.

Zedd ignored her as he raised his staff and lightning bolts erupted from the staff and struck the frightened woman. The woman collapsed as the power surged through her. For a moment the woman laid there uselessly then her body shifted, the dress was replaced by a leather body suit and her loose hair became slicked back and makeup seemed to apply itself to the woman.

Elsa groaned as she opened her eyes and looked around in amazement. “I’m back,” the woman said with a grin as she looked down at her hands, she focused for a moment and her sword reappeared in her hands. “What are your orders master?” She asked Zedd kneeling before him.

Zedd raised his staff and a control collar appeared on her neck. “In case you feel the need to help your old friends or former master this will keep you in line.”

“Of course master.” Elsa said unbothered by the new addition to her wardrobe. “I am merely glad to be back and to be strong again the other version of me is much too weak. Do you have orders for me?”

“Yes I do Elsa, I want you to begin hunting down the wandless witches of Europe start in England and Scotland and work your way outwards.” Zedd then turned to Voldemort. “I wonder if I might borrow your Lestrange witch. I think that the two of them combined will cause quiet a bit of havoc.”

“I shall consider it,” Voldemort agreed wondering why the Demon Lord was so interested in these wandless witches and if they had uses that he could make of them. He eyed the images of the various monsters that the creature was considering and realized that he simply had to many warriors and that he would need to plan out any attack he performed against him very carefully he would also need many allies before he challenged him.

Sleipnir: Eight legged horse that Odin king of the Norse gods rode

Erymanthian Boar: One of Hercules 12 Labors

Kraken: Sea Monster modeled after a giant squid

Stymphalian: One of the 12 Labors