"I don't know if Billy has told you of my...abilities but I can feel a mental pain and despair radiating off of you that nigh on knocking me sideways!" Skye said in an intense whisper gripping the Star Crystal around his neck.

The colour drained from Kim's face and she stepped back. "I...I.."Dad?" Franklin called, pushing open the front door to his house. "Are you here?"
          "In the family room!" his mother's voice floated back. Franklin led Joyce through the front hall and into the family room. His mother was putting together a jigsaw puzzle, while his father was watching a hockey game. Both parents looked up as their son entered.
          "Mrs. McCormick, these are my parents. Mom, Dad, this is Mrs. McCormick. She's the mother to two of the Beetleborgs."
          Trevor rose from his chair with a look of understanding on his face. "Welcome to the club, Mrs. McCormick."
          She shook his offered hand. "Please, call me Joyce."
"Vote, don't vote; I don't care," Zhane told the table. The conversation was too interesting to ignore, but he wished Carlos would stop asking him to participate. "It doesn't have anything to do with me."

"Zhane?" Cassie sounded alarmed, and he suppressed a sigh as the questions began all over again. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," he said, lifting his head to shoot an exasperated look in her direction. "And I really wish people would stop asking me that!"

"Look, Zhane, you're an Astro Ranger." Carlos' statement left no room for argument. "If you don't vote, we don't have a majority, and we're back to square one. I don't know about you, but I'd like to resolve this sometime this year."

Suddenly, a brace of cogs materialised, and an ugly looking monster surrounding them all.

"It's Morphin' Time!" he heard Tommy shout from up ahead. A chaotic scene ensued, and the powerless, if battling Skye and Kim were swept down the track further away from the Rangers.