Early February 2002:

Floating above the ocean outside of Turtle Cove, shaped like a squashed turtle's chalk-outline filled with lots of nature, is the mile-high island in the sky called the Animarium. Enjoying a relaxing day on the mystical habitat, is Cole, who remains in the same clothes he's apparently worn for years. He sits on the edge of the jagged peak, formally reserved for the king of the Animarium himself, the Red Lion. But the Lion's more than happy to let the tiny human join him, given how they're connected by the Crystal and all. Just below in the distance, the Blue Shark wallows in the lake, Black Bison grazes on some grass, White Tiger takes a catnap, and the Yellow Eagle screeches, while swooping down over the reflective waters. The Hawk Zord is perching on the edge of the volcano, calmly overlooking everything, standing vigilant. 

Cole remarks to his giant red & gold Wildzord partner, "This place reMINDS me of where I grew up..." The Red Lion gently sways his head, giving a light purr in reply. Cole looks up at him, and continues, "...But I'm a LONG way from home, now, aren't I?" Red Lion snarls in agreement. Cole gives a deep sigh and shakes his head, admiring the Animarium no less than he did his home in the rainforest. He's holding the single fragment of his shrouded past, the crumpled, faded, and torn picture of what appears to be him as an infant, along with the man & woman he would gladly call his parents, if he could find them. Red Lion's expressions shift into a somber mood, accompanied by a low growl. Cole looks up from the picture, focuses on the surrounding animal sanctuary, and states in contemplation, "If protecting nature is my path now,... there HAS to be another way to stop the Orgs, besides fighting them!" Red Lion gives no response, simply standing tall and proud over his cliff-top home, curling his golden tail.

Darkness Awakening

Meanwhile, all was NOT right in Turtle Cove. The camera pans out to the bustling city. It appears to be early morning, around 9 AM or so, thereabouts. However, a strange white fog was floating through the city, seeking out any signs of human life. The wide expanse of space gives plenty of room for the Org Spirit to float around, eventually reaching a fence that a taxi was parked next to. The fog comes across a coil of rusty barbed wire, sticking out from a larger amount of it on top of the fence. The misty entity apparently likes what it sees, and adopts that spiked-wire motif as its physical form. In less than a moment, the white fog begins to manifest into a tall creature, mock-tentacles of barbed wire wrapping around its body in a slithering instant.

A stray gray cat (maybe one of the ones Cole released last chapter?) watched with wide eyes, letting out a discordant meow. The moment its final strands of wire tighten together, this silver, two-horned, featureless beast, known later as the aptly-named Barbed Wire Org, laughs wickedly. There's a creepy glow of red where its face should be, emitting beneath numerous coils of the prickly metal. Once formed, the Barbed Wire Org begins to slowly walk over to the parked taxi. Seems the driver of the vehicle is taking a nap in the passenger seat. Barbie decides to taunt him, by slipping a single strand of wire over, and using it to gently tap on the window. The driver wakes up, sees the inhuman creature, and immediately begins to scream at the top of his lungs. 

Not that anybody could hear him anyways, even if he didn't have the windows rolled up. Barbed Wire Org finishes his first terrorizing, by ensnaring the entire taxicab within a cocoon of barb wire! He tightens it, causing the roof to cave in, the windows to shatter, and the driver to cry out in horror. Eventually, the doors and roof cave in completely, crushing the driver to death, as signified by his last agonized gasp when the tightening ends. The grey kitty watches this, wide-eyed, preparing to inflict another hairball on the world any second now. The taxi is steaming, still wrapped amid strands of barb wire. The Barbed Wire Org gives a hoarse laugh of evil, before turning and walking away.

Up on the Animarium, in the temple dwellings, Taylor stands against one of the thick ancient tree trunks, her arms crossed, and a concerned expression on her face. She stares at the mystical pond beneath the gorilla statue intensely from afar. Bastian is standing next to her, wearing his black leather Ninja outfit. He had his arms wrapped protectively around Taylor's waist, his chin on her shoulder. While, at first, the sacred waters within are still & silent, the whole thing comes alive with a harmonious melody when bright ripples start to form on the pond's surface. Off to the side, Danny is wearing an apron over his uniform, with workers' gloves on his hands, as he's getting down and dirty on the jungle floor, planting & watering some lovely flowers! 

Max is standing there, bending down a little, and looking over his pals' shoulder as he does this. When the viewing pond begins to shimmer and sparkle, both men turn their attention over toward it. The glowing light from the sacred waters finally boils over, into a ball of light-blue energy. It expands into the shape of Princess Shayla, emerging from magic form to normal in a sprinkle of fading light. Taylor immediately marches over to her, urgently asking the sage, "Did you find out anything about the Orgs?" Shayla displays a disappointed look, as she nervously plays with the white cloth dangling from her dress's arms, shakes her head, and glancing at the Yellow Ranger long enough to sadly tell her, "No." 

Max walks over to them with his arms motioning loosely, as he gives a carefree remark, "Doesn't MATTER! The Orgs MAY be stronger..." He quickly throws both of his fists into the air, nodding as he adds cockily, "...But WE'LL be quicker." Remaining crouched beside his newly watered pink exotic flowers, Danny comments worriedly, "But they've never gotten that BIG before!" Taylor figures the logical answer, "They MUST be getting help." Focus on a patch on the back of a small white backpack. The Turtle Cove University crest, with an open book amid a crown of leaves. It belongs to Alyssa, who has it snugly slung over her back. She arrives in the Animarium through the temple entrance (which we saw them exit through last episode), the stone wall-door sliding open and shut without her even having to press anything. 

Alyssa is wearing her usual Wild Force uniform vest, with the backpack being the only deviation. She jaunts through the temple, her smile beaming and her hair bobbing, over to where her teammates are gathered. Max hops down from the stone block he's sitting on as she passes by, puts his arm smoothly around her, and jokingly asks the questions on many of their (and our) minds, "How do you find time to save the world, AND go to school?!" Bastian snorted in amusement. "It's called focus, Maxwell." He taunted Max with a playful smirk, and Max glowered at Bastian. "Don't call me that!" He snapped. Bastian gave Alyssa a small smile. "Good classes, Alyssa?" He asked his fellow student, and she nodded. "Oh, always." She chirped. 

 A moment later, Cole comes swinging onto the scene, literally, on a big ol' vine. He swoops down and lands nearly against Taylor, causing her to give a stifled squeal of surprise when he stops short of slamming into her! Cole gives a friendly smile, but Taylor, well she catches a whiff of his unwashed body, and she can't help but wince, lift her hand to her face, and gasp, "Ugh!" Bastian covered his own nose, having let go of Taylor when she went to talk to the Princess. "Dear God, Cole." Bastian grimaced. Cole doesn't appear offended, though he does lower his nose a bit, and sniffs his greasy long-black locks. Taylor sarcastically grouses to him, "Nice of you to swing by!" Cole oozes more than stinky smells, namely confidence, as he informs her and the others, "I got an idea! On how to deal with the Orgs." Taylor scoffs, but doesn't get a chance to make any snide remarks. The mystical viewing pond, located below the gorilla statue, situated right behind Cole & Taylor in this shot, starts to fountain up, furiously. 

Princess Shayla and the Wild Force Activists quickly turn their attention to the sacred waters, gathering around the pool, with Cole squatting down on all fours like an animal to get the closest look. The image reflecting in the pond is that of the Barbed Wire Org, laughing viciously, somewhere in the city. Shayla stresses with doe-eyed urgency, "RANGers! You MUST stop this Org!" Taylor immediately orders to the team, military style, "Let's go!" All follow her away, save for Cole, who lags near the pond. His idea snubbed without being considered, the adopted-jungle native appears to be sulking. He doesn't let this slap to his newly instated leadership get him down for long, as Cole swallows his pride, and scurries off to join his teammates en route.

Citizens of Turtle Cove wander along the downtown sidewalks, going about their business as usual. Little do they realize, that lurking behind the shadows, there is evil brewing. Jindrax, Toxica, & Drakana, the Duke Orgs, are heading down a large flight of descending stairs, tucked in a nondescript alleyway. They're in their true forms, having cast aside their human facades, possibly permanently, last episode. As they journey downward, Toxica mentions delightedly, "There's only ONE being, POWerful enough, to unSEAL the NEXus!" Drakana was nervously fiddling with her butterfly knives, following the two quietly. "I really, really hope it's him." She whispered softly. She had missed their master more than words could express over the past few centuries. 

Jindrax, in a jolly wicked voice, agrees, "You're RIGHT, Toxica! Master Org HAS to be back!" The Dukes pass through a building's boiler room, heading down a metal catwalk, which leads to a long, narrow flight of well-lit steps. Soon, they stroll through a dark underground cave tunnel together, getting quite a bit of exercise. Their destination is well worth the trip, a large, ancient cavern, filled with evil stone totems and gargoyles of varying sizes and shapes. At the back center of this room, known as the Nexus, is the largest of all the demonic busts, that of one with glowing yellow eyes. It spews smoke through its mouth, over the top of a smaller carving's head, one with glowing red eyes. 

The Dukes enter the room at last, with Jindrax getting overwhelmingly excited, in contrast to Toxica's calm demeanor. Jindrax gads about, leaping around and touching the various statue heads, exclaiming giddily, "LOOK, Toxica! It's been THOUsands of years, but I remember it like it was only YESterday!! It is SO good to be HOME again, the place where ALL Orgs are born!" Drakana looked around with a small smirk. "And where they now rest in evil repose." She commented, and Toxica gave her an annoyed stare. "I was about to say that!" She snapped, and Drakana just rolled her pink eyes in response. 

Jindrax turned to Toxica, holding his hand up. "We shall resurrect our fallen generals!" He declared. Toxica giggled wickedly, nodding in agreement. "And reform the mightiest army of EVIL EVER!" She gloated, holding her hand to her mouth. "And the Orgs shall rule the world once again." Drakana proclaimed, laughing loudly. "What TOOK you so LONG?!", a raspy, elder, Russian-accented voice echoes out of nowhere in the Nexus cave. Jindrax & Toxica cease their scheming snickering, looking toward the voice's source in absolute terror. Shadows crawl against the earthen walls, heralding the entrance of this mysterious man. He walks into the cavern in a slow but royal stride. The moment he's visible to the Dukes, Toxica gasps, and Jindrax yelps in fright, "The... MASTER Org!" 

They nervously hurry forward to greet him, but quickly pull back in both dread and respect as he approaches. Drakana froze in shock, her eyes widening. "Master Org, after 3,000 years." Tears appeared in her pink eyes, and she quickly rubbed them away. She quickly supplicated herself, placing her hands at her feet. Of the trio of Duke Orgs, she was perhaps, the most loyal. "We...we would have been here sooner, but we thought that you were destroyed." Toxica explained sheepishly, as she and Jindrax backed away. "It's SOOOO good to see you again, Master Org!" Toxica added quickly.

The Master Org, his body not fully revealed to us, simply holds out his left hand, aims his yellow-tinted palm at the pair, and fires a charge of reddish energy their way. The bolt of intense power slams into Jindrax & Toxica, knocking both of them off their feet, and onto their backs on the dirt floor of the cave! Neither one of them makes a sound of pain, though their body language displays some hurting. As the Dukes quickly crawl back up, onto their knees, both bowing their heads and facing the ground, the Master Org demands to know, "WHERE... have you two BEEN?!" He paces about the room, as Jindrax reveals, "After surviving the Great Battle, we took HUMAN form, and have ROAMED the Earth since, trying to carry on your evil work!" Toxica grovels, "We're SO happy you're alive, Master!" She slowly raises her gaze, taking a glimpse of him in the light of the room. 

We see his face, that of a normal human, save for the weird purple vein-like scars on his cheers, pale skin, and yellow headpiece (which matches the flowing layers of his full-body robe). Master Org looks back at her with contempt, so she ducks her head back down, not wanting to incur his wrath again. The Master continues to pace about, "Your master... has returned! The TIME has come... for the mighty Org army to live again. And WREAK havoc against this... insipid planet! SOON, we will take our revenge, on those who live on the surface. Those who have, imprisoned us, in the Nexus for THOUSANDS of years! We will have, our REVENGE!" 

Drakana looked eager for revenge, still in her pose of supplication. Master Org approached her, tapping his staff against the ground as Jindrax and Toxica began whispering amongst themselves. "My lover, my darling Drakana~" Master Org hissed, causing Drakana to shudder in excitement as she gazed up at him. "I've waited so long to hear your voice." She bit her lip, and Master Org grabbed her chin roughly with his right thumb and forefinger, roaming her body with his eyes. "My beautiful mistress." Master Org chuckled darkly, tracing her lips with his thumb. "You may rise." He ordered, and Drakana quickly stood to her full height. Her full, tiny height of roughly 5'3" or so, even in her full Org form. 

As Drakana stood next to Jindrax and Toxica, who were still bowing, Toxica turned her head sideways towards Jindrax as Master Org continued to rant. "There's something different about him. He feels just as evil, but...his appearance." Toxica started, sounding nervous. Jindrax shrugged, glancing back at Toxica. "So maybe he's put on a few years. You know, you're no Spring Org yourself." Jindrax snarked at Toxica. "What?!" She whisper-shouted at him, and Drakana snorted, muffling her reaction with her hand. "Ehhh but you don't look a day over 1000!" He backpedaled. Toxica bought it, glancing back down at the floor. 

Right when they finish their little talk, and the Master Org ends his ranting, an upside down head statue begins to chime quietly, as its two red eyes begin to flash in a particular order. Master Org holds the bottom of his nearly same-height-as-him staff against the ground, and suddenly turns around to look at the statue, causing his booted feet to sharply slide against the floor. A thin level of dust and dirt is scraped up by this, right into Toxica & Jindrax's faces, making the both of them cough uncontrollably.

Master Org, most of his face cloaked in darkness, stares at the signal statue with his evil yellow-pupiled eyes. He gloats in a loud tone, "Ahhh ha ha ha haha! Even NOW... our armies are being reborn." Toxica & Jindrax continue to wave away the cloud of dust & dirt filling their inhuman lungs, while trying to follow their leaders' movements at the same time. Master Org steps over to the signal statue, showing us that his prized staff is a thin golden one with a three long curved silver-clawed top, and a small clear & gold sphere nestled between the blades. The Master, a camera glide around his head toward his cracked lips reveals that poking out from his yellow headpiece is long grayish hair, demands, "Ahahahahah. There's a new Org. Go FIND him! He's wrecking havoc... on the city." Jindrax & Toxica, still bowing and facing the floor, obey in unison, "Yes, Master!", with Jindrax adding, "Right away!" The two quickly left before Master Org could harm them further. 

Drakana hesitated. "Master, what about me?" She asked, biting her lip worriedly. Master Org turned around, studying her intensely. "You will stay here with me. Toxica and Jindrax will handle the ground-work for now, while we get...reacquainted." He smirked wickedly, sauntering forward, and grabbing her arm. Drakana didn't need to be told twice as she quickly followed Master Org to his chambers. 

Back in Turtle Cove, citizens were fleeing the plaza as the Barb Wire Org made his attack known, crushing a red phone booth with his wires. Meanwhile, the group of Rangers in their civilian forms reach a cement plaza. Bastian narrowed his eyes, glancing around. "We might be in the wrong place." He murmured to himself, crossing his muscular arms. "Hey, guys!" Cole shouted, causing the group to stop, and stare at him in response. Bastian tilted his head, raising a bushy right brow. "This should be good." He murmured. Cole hesitated, then cleared his throat at their expressions. "Maybe the Org is like a wild animal driven from its home. Maybe we should reason with it?" He suggested, tilting his head like a puppy. 

Bastian choked on air, looking shocked. Whatever he had been expecting, that certainly wasn't it. Taylor put her hands on her hips, looking annoyed. "Do you really think that an ORG would listen to you?" She snapped at Cole, still holding on to some resentment over suddenly being demoted. Cole sighed as he walked up to Taylor and Bastian. "Animals don't attack without a purpose. "If we could figure out what that is-" Cole started, before Taylor held her hands up in annoyance. "Do whatever you want, LEADER, but we have an Org to stop." Taylor growled, jabbing her thumb over her shoulder. "Sorry, Cole, but she's right. Innocents are getting hurt." Bastian murmured, and Cole looked at Bastian curiously. 

Cole put his hands on his hips as the others looked at each other, than dashed off after Taylor as she and Bastian ran off as well. Alyssa placed her hand on Cole's arm gently, looking a little awkward. Cole started pacing in agitation as everyone but Alyssa left. "Cole, maybe Taylor is right about the Orgs." She said gently, facing the Red Ranger. "Why do you say that?" Cole tilted his head like a puppy, looking curious. Alyssa started walking towards Cole. "Look, Max and I have only been Rangers for about six months, Bastian was our fourth member, he joined about 3 months ago, Danny only joined 2 months ago. You, well..." Alyssa trailed off, looking sheepish. "But Taylor has been one for over a year now. She knows these Orgs better than any of us do." She explained. Cole sighed, tugging at his black hair. He looked down at Alyssa with a small, curious frown, looking anxious.  

Meanwhile, over by the waterfront, Jindrax and Toxica have finally found the Barb Wire Org. "We have been sent by Master Org to induct you into his army." Jindrax explained, as Toxica slowly circled Barb Wire Org. The silver Org tilted his head curiously. Toxica smirked, looking wickedly at Barb Wire Org. "For your FIRST mission, you shall destroy this town." She declared, holding up an object in her hand that was filled with orange-brown-ish looking liquid. "And we shall give you the power to do it." Toxica held up the shell with a wicked smirk. "Got it?!" Jindrax demanded, as Barbed Wire Org took the shell.

Meanwhile, Taylor, Bastian, Danny, and Max were walking down the sidewalk, which was clear of any human life (for now). "Don't you think you were maybe a little harsh on Cole?" Bastian asked Taylor softly, resting a hand on the small of her back. Taylor scowled. "Jungle boy thinks he knows everything, but he has no idea what we're up against." She retorted, and Bastian kissed her cheek. "Maybe not, but we can teach him." Bastian reminded Taylor gently, and her eyes softened as she gave her boyfriend a small smile. 

Max and Danny were arguing quietly behind the gooey couple. "Look, maybe we shouldn't have left Cole behind." Danny spoke up at last, looking nervous. "People are in danger, we don't have time to baby sit." Taylor spoke up, rolling her eyes. Max ran forward, and intercepted Taylor, grabbing her arm. "He's still new." Max snapped, and Bastian glared at Max, yanking Max's hand off his girlfriend's arm. Max flinched, and rubbed his hand, and Taylor just scoffed. "Well, think of it as on the job training." She growled, clearly losing her patience. Taylor sighed. "Besides, he's with Alyssa, so he'll be okay." Taylor noted. They all knew Alyssa was probably the best martial artist of the group, followed by Bastian, then Taylor. 

Danny stared nervously at Taylor, adjusting his glasses. "But, he's our LEADER." Danny pointed out, stammering a bit. Taylor shot Danny a death glare, causing him to flinch. Bastian sighed, rubbing the small of Taylor's back gently to calm her down. "My mom would say we're in a pickle now." He commented idly, fiddling with his moon pendant. Meanwhile, a group of citizens that have somehow managed avoid being aware of all the barbwire carnage going on everywhere else, get picked on at last. They're at some outdoor eatery near the shore, but lunchtime is interrupted when one of Barbed Wire Org's coils slithers up, grabs the table beneath an Asian couple's meal, and yanks it out from under him. He laughs the whole time, they, and everyone around, starts to scream. 

Everyone else flees for safety, but the couple gets knocked over with their table. They do recover and skedaddle, but by that time, the Org has already started a few small fires behind him, having laid waste to some other tables as well. Barbie boasts amid the chaos, "RUN! Run, you puny humans! When I'm done, Master Org will make me a DUKE Org! Ahaha!" He fires off two more coils, one of which knocks the bench out beneath two guys standing on it, causing them to fall; while the other yanks a garbage can past a woman lying on the ground, making her scream bloody murder.

Barbed Wire Org lifts the snail-shell cup he was given by Toxica, and commands, "Putrids! Minions of evil! RISE up!" He tosses the nasty liquid within the shell into the air, causing it to splatter against the ground of the food court. Barbed Wire Org shouts, "ARISE!", and immediately, the pus-colored spill starts to warp and grow. It expands into an entire army of foot soldiers, at least three dozen or more. They're the Putrids, drone-like creatures in greyish-violet bodysuits with rows of red trimming, gold-rim bracelets & cufflinks, and green boots. Their faces are featureless, save for bright purple eyes, accentuated by gold eyeliner, tiny single gold horn-stumps on their helmet-like heads, and a large purple spot where their mouths should be. Each Putrid comes with their very own big mace-like billy club battle axe, which doubles as a cannon. 

When formed for the first time, the Putrids just stand there, squatting, beating their battleaxes against the ground with one hand, and patting their heads with the other. A close-up shot reveals their heads to be dripping with ooze, so much that the toxic sludge sticks to their hands when patting their own heads. The Putrids can't speak, but do let out noises akin to the sound of a person retching. Barbed Wire Org begins to cheer, "YES! Hahaha! YES! Hahaha! Destroy them ALL!", as the Putrids scatter, doing the dirty work of harassing people for him. They run around terrorizing the remaining civilians, assaulting a few with their battleaxes, knocking over tables, and just plain chasing them into a screaming furor.

Cole and Alyssa finally reached the site of the chaos, panting a bit. Cole stared, wide-eyed, glancing around in shock at the sight of all the fires everywhere. Cole and Alyssa stood at the top of a staircase, and Alyssa turned to Cole, frowning. "We have to call the other Rangers." She insisted. Cole shook his head in denial. "There's no time!" He barked at Alyssa, holding out his right hand towards the Barbed Wire Org, walking down the stairs. "Stop!" He begged, looking nervous. "We can work this out." Cole added, spreading his arms out, frowning at the Barbed Wire Org, who scoffed in disbelief. "Yeah RIGHT! GET THEM!" He screamed, and the Putrids charged forward, slamming their weapons on the ground. 

Cole, undaunted, grunts in frustration, before rushing down the steps toward them. Alyssa cries out his name, but he doesn't listen. Cole ducks under the battleaxe swing of a first Putrid, then tosses a high kick into a second, but is left open to get club-smacked in the gut by a third. He doesn't let it stop him, grabbing the third Putrid's arm and pressing on unharmed, only to run into a fourth. Cole shoves it aside, dodges a fifth, and races across the area after the Org. Alyssa follows, but gets only so far down the steps before the Putrids target her. The first Putrid swings its battleaxe at her, she ducks under, then blocks a thrown punch by a second, and crosses her wrists to block the kick of a third. 

Alyssa gives a high kick over the camera, knocking away the club-swipe of a Putrid, then grabbing and kneeing another one, and finally going after the first one she encountered, giving it a sharp elbowing in the ribs with a hiyah. She then switches to stunt-double mode, as she spins around and foot sweeps a Putrid off its back, before backflipping over another Putrid's battleaxe slash. Alyssa hops back right side up, and launches her leg as a perfect kick into the chest of one more Putrid.

Cole has even more Putrids to wade through in the ruins of the café, so pulls something no less than break-dancy, as he drops, spins, takes down a Putrid, and rolls along over the cement with ease. Cole comes up to a spot surrounded by Putrids, takes a look around, and keeps down in his favorite crouching-low stance. When he sees an opening, he leaps high into the air, bounding right over the Putrids, and into an empty space (all of the fleeing citizens have finally fled, thankfully). Cole is directly in the path of the Barbed Wire Org, where he wanted to be. He rises up, and holds out both hands, begging, "PLEASE! Just WAIT. I just want to talk."

Alyssa, shaking her hair out of her eyes, still amid the Putrids, turns her attention to her teammate's bold gesture. Barbie, with Putrids behind him patting their heads, remarks uninterestedly, "I'm a little BUSY right now!" He charges up his red glowing face-spot, points his arm at the human, and fires a surge of red electricity at him. Cole does a smooth backflip, which allows him to narrow avoid getting fried. The pavement, however, is not so lucky, cracking at the impact spot of the bolt. Cole lands perfectly, and shouts, "STOP!" Barbie asks with facetiousness, "What?!" Alyssa manages to fend off her Putrid attackers (or they all left and went over to join the group behind the Org), and makes her way into the clearing just behind and off to the side of her partner. 

She shakes her head and beseeches loudly, "It's TOO dangerous! It's NOT like an animal!" Cole gently shakes his as well, but refuses to sway from his view on the subject, debating fervently, "Every living thing has a heart. If I can just CONNECT to it... there's a chance!" He licks his lips and smiles a bit, as he starts to step forward warily, prompting Alyssa to shout, "Cole, DON'T!" She dashes out to try to stop him, but a squad of Putrids pop up and snatch both of her arms, holding her back despite struggling.

Cole carefully treads forth with his arms out, promising the evil beast, "I'm NOT gonna hurt you." Barbed Wire Org gets a laugh out of this, chuckling to himself, "Heheha! Not gonna hurt me? HA Hehe!" Delicately, Cole closes his eyes, and focuses inward, upon that special gift he has to listen to any animal's heart and understand what they're saying. The whole area goes into a dead calmness, even the Putrids cease their prattling, and Barbie appears to be confused & anxious by whatever it is the human is doing. Cole's smudgy face sweats bullets, as he concentrates hard, desperately seeking an empathetic connection. The jungle drum-beat and fluty music plays hard over the scene. 

Finally, Cole gains access into the Org's chest, only finding an emptiness, and what sounds like either fiery sizzling, or the slithering of demonic snakes. Cole's turquoise eyes open wide, as he gasps in astonishment and stunned fright, "I can't HEAR anything! You don't HAVE a heart!" Barbed Wire Org scoffed, and pointed at Cole. "And YOU don't have a BRAIN!" He retorted, causing Cole to flinch. "Why are you doing this?" Cole asked, looking devastated. Barbed Wire Org held up his pointer finger. "Because Orgs exist for only one reason. To DESTROY and wreak HAVOC." He explained, stalking forward. Cole shook his head sadly, while Alyssa struggled against her Putrid captors. 

The Org screams, "A-ttack!", and dashes toward the shock-frozen Red Ranger. Alyssa sees his plight, breaks free of her Putrid captors, and dives across the way, pushing Cole safely out of the monster's path. Barbed Wire slams into her, wraps his arms around her, and chucks her harshly against the cement! Cole cries out her name, having snapped out of his daze a little too late. He hurries to her side, finding her lying sprawled on the ground, eyes shut, in agony. Barbie chuckles evilly, and approaches to finish the job. Cole gets Alyssa sitting up, but fails to pay enough attention to the Org. 

Barbed Wire Org walks over, snatches Cole's arm off of Alyssa (making her moan in pain upon plopping back down on the pavement), kicks him in the chest, then grabs the back of his already torn shirt, and finally pitches him into the air. Thrown high and wide, Cole lands atop the only table still standing, crushing it beneath the weight of his back. Bruised, in both spirit and body, Cole groans, rolls over and stares at the Org with a furious expression. Barbed Wire Org triumphs into his evil glory, lifting his arms into the air and laughing wickedly yet once more again with feeling.

Cole's lying on the broken table, panting, and the Barbed Wire Org is standing there, laughing. That's when one of those white plastic lawn chairs goes flying through the air, smacking into the Org and knocking him down painfully. The source of the chair-tossing is the other three members of the Wild Force team, all racing onto the scene with Taylor leading the way. Max shouts, "Cole!", but Taylor's orders veto his concern for the rookie, as she yells, "Help her!" The boy in Blue beelines right over to Alyssa's side. "Let me help you." Danny murmured, bending down to help Cole up, but the jungle boy slapped Danny's hands away, still winded. Bastian sighed as he placed his hand on Taylor's waist. "Now you know what we're up against." Taylor told Cole sternly. 

Barbed Wire Org recovers from his meeting with the seat, and as the Putrids gather around him, he boasts, "Who threw that chair?! I'll take ya right now!!" Cole, still panting, laments, "I didn't know something without a heart... could exIST!" Max assists the limping Alyssa in staggering over to regroup with the others. Barbed Wire Org, with Putrids dancing about behind him, complains to Cole, "STOP your WHINing!" Max gives Taylor a look, as if harkening back to their recent conversation. Alyssa stands beside Danny, still recovering from her injuries, and concernedly staring down at Cole, as he remains lying there. Taylor finally crouches down, touches Cole's shoulder, and in a compassionate voice, asks with honesty, "You're our leader. WHAT are you going to do?" 

Bastian gave Taylor a gentle look, kissing her cheek as he gazed down at Cole. He crossed his arms, smirking faintly. "It's now or never, Cole. We need our leader." He said simply, and Cole gazed up at Bastian, biting his lip. "I guess...this is the only way." Cole murmured, shaking his head. He slams his fist against the cement, and rises straight up between his four teammates, all facing the evil creatures. Cole snaps his fists into a defensive position, and gives a grunt of intimidation. Barbed Wire Org anxiously quips, "Ahh, c'mon! I don't have ALL day! I got some deSTROYing to do!" 

The 6 Wild Force Rangers spread apart, getting in a near shoulder to shoulder alignment. Cole leads the charge for the first time, whipping out his golden & black Growl Phone, snapping it open, and holding it up past his head, and asking, "Ready!?" His teammates respond in eager unison, "Ready!" All 6 follow along in the same movements, commanding, "Wild Access!" A press of the large button causes the Growl Phone to charge with a green light, and a final movement of extending their left arms out is led by Cole giving a fierce roar.

Barbed Wire Org orders his mucky army, "Putrids! Get READY!" Standing on the stairway (which is supposed to be the same one as earlier, but thanks to the footage, has a very different design), the five Wild Force Power Rangers begin to do their usual poses. Red Ranger, sporting claws on his gloves, exclaims, "Blazing Lion!" The camera then flashes to his yellow & black lion patch, Crystal Saber in belt-holster, and amalgamated animal golden belt buckle, before he claws the step he's standing on, and poses. Yellow Ranger, also sporting glove-claws, shouts, "Soaring Eagle!" Blue Ranger, again with the claws, yells, "Surging Shark!" Black Ranger, ditto for claws, belts, "Iron Bison!" Bastian slammed the step he was standing on, standing up as he held his arms out in a T pose, his claws extended, like he was getting ready to start flying. "Honorable Hawk!" He shouted.  

White Ranger is last, showing off her newly polished claws, and proclaiming, "Noble Tiger!" Red Lion Ranger crosses his right hand from his left side chest, into the air slowly, and making a fist, while he declares, "Guardians of the Earth... United, we ROAR!" Barbed Wire Org trembles a bit, though scoffing, "WHATever!" The WF Rangers shout simultaneously, "Wild FORCE! Hyah!", each jumping up in the air, and landing in a squat, which leads to their individual animal pose again, the whole team standing on the corner of the square section of the stairway, each on a different part of the steps (Black on the ground floor, Yellow, Red, Blue, then White up at the top). Barbed Wire Org boasts, "YOU don't know who you're dealing WITH! Putrids, get 'em!" The Putrids pat themselves on the heads, and race down, ready to attack. Our heroes race down to meet them in combat, each hyaahing for all their worth.

Yellow Eagle Ranger pauses, ducks, and then leaps high into the air, living up to her power name by sprouting golden feathered wings beneath her arms. Taylor swoops down, grabs a Putrid by the neck, and smashes his head into an oddly placed boulder. She releases his sparking body, causing it to drop over the side of the hill. Bastian, meanwhile, charged a group of Putrids, taking a fighting stance. "If you must come at me, COME AT ME!" Bastian shouted at the Putrids, who all swamped him as he yelled, and tossed out his hands. "Power of FIRE!" He roared, incinerating the Putrids using his Ninja abilities. Right near where Taylor dropped her Putrid, Black Bison Ranger is twirling around, dodging battleaxe swipes by several Putrids. 

Danny quickly comes up, blocks two club-bashes with both his arms. He swiftly turns around, and when a third Putrid goes to kick him, he snatches its foot, and slams the muck drone down on the cement. The film speeds up, as Black Ranger double-blocks two more club-swings at him by a pair of Putrids, before shifting beneath their arms and tossing both of them over his shoulder at once. He then gracefully spins, and shields himself from one more battleaxe-poke by a Putrid, punching it in the chest, and heaving the creature high above his head. The Putrid is tossed into the air, flying uncontrollably over other Putrids ganging up on Danny, before smashing into the cement wall of a nearby building, becoming lodged in the cracked stone bricks. Red Lion Ranger backflips with a hyah, and poses, surrounded by Putrids. Cole gets started by clawing away one's battleaxe, then quickly spinning around and clawing that same Putrid in the chest, causing a flash of sparks. 

He whips around and claws into the chest of another one rushing by, allowing two more to pop up behind him, and try to double-club him. Red Ranger blocks both of the battleaxes, brings his knee up and relieves one Putrid of its weapon, before turning and clawing the chest of the other one. Cole poses for the camera again, with a few Putrids writhing on the ground around him, but still more to go. With the power of 'make the waters go from unsettled to calm' film reversal, Blue Shark Ranger rockets skyward from the sea. He twirls up, and proceeds to grasp both of his hands around the heads of around five Putrids, yanking three of them down one at a time. The final two, Max grabs at once, and we see he's pulling them against their will into his own element, preparing to make it their watery grave. The splashing of waves drowns out their retches of protest.

White Tiger Ranger cuts across several levels of gardening beside the outdoor stairway, cartwheeling away from one Putrid, then leaping over the battleaxe attack of a second. Alyssa dashes across, hops down, and flips over one more Putrid's club-swipe, landing on the ground floor at last. She turns and faces a Putrid who's right up on her, easily blocking its arm when it tries to hit her, and striking back with a mighty hyaah and a spark-clawing across its chest! Meanwhile, Red Ranger pounds his hands against the ground, kicking up dust as usual, before he launches high into the air. Cole hiyaahs, while descending with his clawed hands out, tearing into two Putrids as he lands and rolls between them. He rolls up into a crouching position, in a ferocious pose. Barbed Wire Org attacks at last, shooting off several barbwire tentacles from his chest.

Red Lion Ranger gets up from his crouching pose, and backs away from the prickly coils slithering through the air. He guards himself with his clawed hands, not that they'll do much good. Lucky for him, Yellow Eagle Ranger appears, stepping between him and barbwire tentacles, and thanks to her Golden Eagle Sword being held up in the right braced position, she is able to snare the deadly coils with her blade. Barbie grunts, and plays a game of tug-of-war with Taylor, wrenching his bodily wires back toward himself, causing the Yellow Ranger to be thrust forward. She refuses to let go of her Sword, but barely holds her ground, getting a little assistance by Cole, who helps to provide pulling resistance.  

Barbed Wire Org, finding it tough to retract his tentacles, simply yelps, "Ye-HA!", as he fires off two more barbwire coils into the air. Red Ranger looks up at them, then asks his teammate, "Ready?!" Yellow Ranger also looks at them, then nods, "I'm ON it!" Cole releases his hold on the Golden Eagle Sword, allowing Taylor to stab it upward, letting the pair of metal tentacles slip off the blade. They begin to thrash about with the other ones, making an easy target for Taylor, who starts to slash into each of the barbwires, chopping them all off with but a few strokes. Barbie moans, as he witnesses his dismembers coils plop to the ground limply. 

Taylor and Cole cheered, and glanced at each other as Bastian ran in. "Hey, don't do this without me!" He yelled, drawing his own Saber in response. Taylor smirked under her helmet as she glanced at the two men. "Triple team?" She suggested. "Oh yeah!" Bastian and Cole agreed, pumping their fists as they struck a pose, before running forward with Taylor, and jumping through the air, the three of them kicking Barbed Wire Org in the chest, sending him flying! The other 6 Wild Force Rangers regroup behind Yellow & Red as they remain crouched in landing positions. Blue Shark Ranger proclaims, "Let's FINISH this!" Yellow Ranger concurs, "Right!", with her Golden Eagle Sword slung over her right shoulder. She leads the way as they all race off to the beach, each whipping out their special weapon, and shouting their animal names in the order of: Bison, Eagle, Lion, Shark, Tiger. The Jungle Sword formation occurs just as I described it last time, with Red Ranger holding the combined blade, as the others brace behind him, and he exclaims, "JUNGLE Sword!"

Bastian smirked as he ran his fingers along the blade of his Hawk Saber. "Hawk Saber, Solar Slash!" He shouted, drawing an X in the air made of pure white energy, slamming it forward as it struck the Barbed Wire Org, combined with the Savage Slash, which caused the Barbed Wire Org to explode in a massive puff of smoke and fire as the 6 Rangers turned around, posing for all their money's worth. They then turned around, and cheered at their victory. The Org ooze sparkled with electricity. The Rangers then turned around as a voice called, "NOT SO FAST, RANGERS!", and there was a swirl of energy as Toxica and Jindrax appeared from out of nowhere. 

Bastian growled, raising his Hawk Saber. He looked nervous as Jindrax stepped forward, laughing. "My name is Jindrax, Duke of Orgs and MASTER of Blades!" He introduced himself, bowing. Toxica held her hand to her chest, curtseying. "And I am TOXICA, Duchess of Orgs and Mistress of Magic!" She explained. "Unfortunately, our third comrade, Drakana, is currently tied up, but she'll have fun with you Rangers when she's available again." Toxica cackled, raising her staff. She yelled, and slammed her staff down, pointing it at the Rangers as she blasted them with orange and pink lightning, sending them flying through the air as they all screamed. "Nice shot." Jindrax praised Toxica, who smirked under her veil.

She held her staff in both hands, pointing it at the Org remnants. She aims the staff at the remains of Barbie, and on cue, the red bud at the center of the top snaps open, firing about five peanut-shaped seeds into the air. They land in a puddle of green goop that was once the Barbed Wire Org, and upon sinking into the sludge, they sprout thick green vines, spiraling skyward like beanstalks. More and more of them begin to grow, greenish electricity crackling between the stems, until all of the vines merge into the giant-sized restored body of the Barbed Wire Org! After a flash of light, he gets his natural body color back, but his voice is a little more booming and muffled, as he laughs wickedly.

"Impressive." Jindrax cackled, while Toxica glared up at Barbed Wire Org. "SMASH THEM!" She yelled at the top of her lungs. Barbed Wire Org does as commanded, growling like the inhuman beast he is, and lifting his huge left foot up, preparing to stamp it down. The tiny Rangers react as quick as they can, with Cole yelping, "Look OUT!" They all gasp, and dive for safety, as the towering Org smashes his foot against the patch of beach they were recently standing on. The five Wild Force Rangers roll away unharmed, recovering back to their feet and staring at the giant creature in dreadful awe. White Ranger realizes that an unanswered question was just revealed to them firsthand, and points out, "So THAT explains how they got BIGGER!" 

Bastian groaned at Alyssa's realization, face-palming with his right hand. He let out a curse in Japanese, scowling as he rejoined his teammates. "Alright, guys, I think it's time for some Animal Power!" Cole declared, after shooting Bastian a confused look. The 6 Rangers drew their Crystal Sabers, holding them up to the sky as they each glowed with their Ranger's color. "WILDZORDS, DESCEND!" All 6 of them shouted as the three note chime rang through the sky. Their orbish crystals charge the blades with energy, creating the loud three-toned musical chime to summon the Wildzords. It repeats, over and over, refracting against the rocky shore of the beach, high into the atmosphere. Up on the floating Animarium, the Red Lion reacts first, roaring aloud, and then racing away from the mountain. 

The Hawk Zord flies in from her perch on the volcano, flapping her beautiful scarlet wings as she raced after her comrades. White Tiger snarls, and barrels through a desert region. Black Bison snorting, and charges through the jungle. Yellow Eagle soars between a row of trees, screeching. Blue Shark leaps out of the lake, growling. All six Wildzords come together in midair, racing along and glowing red. They then pass down that spectrum bridge, and come into the view of the Rangers below. Cole excitedly notes, "All RIGHT! Here they come!" Bastian nodded in agreement. "They're so fucking awesome." He beamed under his helmet. 

Red Lion roared, and pounced, chomping down onto the Org's right wrist, causing him to screech. "Let go of me, you overgrown ALLEY CAT!" Barbed Wire Org roared, blasting the Red Lion Zord with red lightning from his eye, sending him flying away. The king of the Animarium is hurled over a nearby hill by this attack, crashing into the wilderness onto his side with a cry of agony. Red Ranger yells with concern, "Red Lion!!" The Wildzord slowly recovers, shaking his head and emerging from the smoke and dirt to lift his head high into the air, and howl fiercely. Red Lion's eyes start to gleam with a green light, signifying his transmission to his human companion.

Cole gasped in understanding, his eyes lighting up under his own helmet. "Red Lion is speaking to me! He says we must combine our Zords to defeat the Org!" He yelled. White Tiger, Yellow Eagle, Scarlet Hawk, Black Bison, and Blue Shark all howl together, eyes flashing colors, as if in agreement. White Ranger looks up at them, and wonders, "Wow, can they DO that?!" Yellow Ranger figures, "Well... Let's find out!" Blue Ranger nods, "Ye-ah!" Black Ranger concurs as well, nodding, "COUNT me in!" Red Ranger lifts his Crystal Saber, and states enthusiastically, "Alright, then. We ALL agree. Let's DO it!" The 6 Wild Force Rangers stand in a close circle, and point their Crystal Sabers toward the center, meeting the sharp tips. 

Each of their crystals blinks with energy, which surges into the middle of the circle, coming together in a flashing sparkle of golden power. Cole gives the command, "WILDzords! Combine!" Bastian grinned under his helmet, bouncing on his feet excitedly. "This is going to be so fucking awesome!" He cheered, pumping his fists. 

The 6 Wildzords have regrouped, and are racing through the forest, growling together. Black Bison snorts aloud, before its square-shaped back starts to open up, one metal flap to each side. A wave of light blue sparkling energy changes the background to a desolate molten landscape with a dark thunderstormish sky. Black Bison no longer has to run, as his legs slide forward, and his open platform back takes precedence. Red Lion hovers over onto Bison's back with help from his thruster shoulder blades. He gives a snarl while locking inward his front legs, and folding back & upwards his hind ones, thrusters turning down to their sides. Blue Shark & White Tiger fly past him, both growling. The Shark snaps his fins together beneath him, as the Tiger locks her legs beneath her as well, the two of them now with added red & silver block-like things at their back ends. Yellow Eagle is the last to come soaring in, as she lands atop Red Lion's body, flapping & screeching all the while. 

White Lion locks herself into Red Lion's left thruster, while Blue Shark locks onto the right, Eagle's wings over the top of them. Lion snaps into the Bison's centerpiece, the whole connected thing just riding along, incomplete. Finally, the Hawk Zord swoops down, placing her talons into the back of the Megazord as her head disappeared, forming a pair of wings, a flight mode for the Megazord. The Wild Force Rangers break apart their summoning circle, and look skyward, witnessing this transformation in awe. Red Ranger resheathes his Saber, and encourages the team, "It's aMAZing! Okay, follow me. We've got an Org to stop!" All 6 leap into the air, and spread out their arms and legs, as if free falling horizontally. 

Red, Blue, Yellow, Scarlet, Black, and White, in that order, glide toward the Red Lion's golden mane forehead, each one being absorbed in a warping light, entering instantly. The Rangers each rematerialize within the Lion's nasal cavity, or whatever he has for a brain. It's pink, gooey, and has lots of round things. They don't get to notice the scenery much at first, thanks to being a bit shaken by stress from the entrance. But by the time they recover and look around, the entire room has morphed into blue & white, almost bony, cockpit or control center!

hose round things have focused into the very back, and are now about five Ranger-colored blinking lights. Before our heroes know it, 6 white & Ranger-power color-coded fin-shaped consoles materialize before them, around the edge of a golden metal platform in the very center of the room with a bright white sphere in it (the whole thing kinda resembles Shayla's necklace). From us facing them, left to right, the consoles are in the position of Black, Yellow, Red, Blue, White, while Scarlet is smack dab in the middle, like a 6 pointed star. Each Ranger cautiously approaches their console, placing a hand on each side, over the palm-sized roll ball type controls, making the lights shine to light on the fronts. Red Ranger is first to his, and exclaims, "AWAKEN!"

Outside, the Red Lion, his eyes glowing white, snarlingly roars aloud, before resuming a dormant state. The Black Bison's side flaps and under-area where his legs are stored, all fold back around, and then snap over once again, coming forward to reveal that now they're in the shape of sturdy legs. The Blue Shark & White Tiger slide down to each side, revealing themselves to be the arms. Yellow Eagle's wings and head slide into a crevice behind Red Lion's facial compartment, with the wings snapping downward around it. Finally, apparently from part of the Eagle's tail, the Megazord's head pops up atop the whole thing, while the Megazord's wings, provided by the Hawk Zord, flap brilliantly, revealing scarlet colored plumage. It's got the usual silver solid face with glowing eyes, but features a quite tall and wide gold & black six-thorned 'crown' of sorts above it all.

Each Ranger slid their Crystal Saber into their console, and each console matched the color of their Ranger, though Alyssa's console is pink. "Wild FORCE!" Each Ranger shouted once the formation was finished, holding their right arms up. Each Ranger stood at their console, hands spread apart like the way one would drive a car. "Hold positions." Cole ordered. The Megazord raised his hands as the wings retracted, causing the Barbed Wire Org to scoff. "Oh boo hoo, I'm really scared!" He taunted, running forward, punching the Megazord twice, then kicking it once. Sparks flew, but otherwise it didn't hurt the Megazord all that badly. Barbed Wire Org scowled, and raised his hand. "Oh, you think you're real tough, don't you?" He mocked. Danny held up his right arm. "You're gonna find out!" He shouted back at the Org. Bastian snorted in amusement, vibrating in place. 

"Fin Blade!" Cole declared, as the Megazord raised a saber that looked like the Shark's tail, the face roaring at Barbed Wire Org. Taylor created a fist, and yelled, "SLICE!", which caused the Megazord to slash Barbed Wire Org across the chest, doing more damage to him and sending sparks flying. "Oh, nice job, Babe! Way to go!" Bastian cheered. Taylor blushed under her helmet at Bastian's compliment, glad that nobody could see her. Without an order, the Wild Force Megazord jumps skyward, doing a quick backflip, before curling into a defensive ball. The clouds and sky are all dark again, erupting into a bombardment of lightning, which crashes a violet-pink against the Megazord, charging it up. 

The Megazord opens back up, and poses with its left arm raised, the entire body shimmering with renewed vigor. In the cockpit, Max motions his hand to his patch and outward, summoning, "Shark Surge!" The WF Megazord, still hovering above amid the storm, punches its right Blue Shark arm forth in a rapid repeat, the animal's jaw open. This fires off several blue blasts of energy, which each hit Barbie, causing him to cry out and spark. In the cockpit, Alyssa extends her arm, calling for, "Tiger Fury!" The Megazord switches to its left White Tiger arm, jabbing it forward, over and over, firing bolt of white energy into the Org, with more cries and sparks. This action is repeated a few more times, and Barbed Wire Org screams in pain as he's sent flying. 

Back in the cockpit, Cole holds his arms out, and the Rangers follow his movement. "Wild Force!" Cole shouted. "MEGA ROAR!" The Megazord begins glowing with energy as he raised his arms, shooting 6 beams of light. 5 of which were from the mouths of the visible Wild Zords, while the Hawk Zord screeched, and sent a beam of scarlet light flying from the back of the Megazord to join the others. Barbed Wire Org screamed in agony as he was destroyed by the spirits of the Wild Zords in quite a spectacular explosion, the city being safe once more. The Rangers cheered, and Bastian threw his arms around Taylor in a big bear hug, laughing happily. 

Meanwhile, in the Nexus:

In the evil dwelling that belonged to the Orgs, the Nexus, smoke was everywhere. Amid all the dusty monochrome totems, Jindrax was on his knees in defeat, and Toxica was pacing, holding her staff. "We must do something to prove ourselves to Master Org!" She stressed, and Jindrax nodded in agreement. "Yes." He rasped out. "Or he will destroy us." Toxica added, holding her hand to her chest. Jindrax let out a loud whine. "Can't we forget we ever found this place and get our old jobs back at the animal lab?!" He complained, throwing a rock at the totem. 

Master Org walked in, holding his staff. "So you've returned!" He yelled. Both Duke Orgs squealed, and Toxica gestured at Jindrax. "Down, DOWN!" She hissed. Drakana trudged into view a few moments later, looking worse for wear as she followed their Master. Her pink body was visibly bruised all over, and she had hickies all over her neck as well, and Toxica gasped at the sight of her fellow Duchess Org, looking concerned. Oh Drakana, what did Master Org DO to you?! She thought, outraged by the sight. "While the Rangers REST from their hollow victory, they have no IDEA, that the forces, which will destroy them, grow STRONGer and STRONGer, with EACH passing moment!" 

As he passes by, Toxica tries to casually raise her gaze to check him out. When he's standing with his back to them, she gasps, and quickly turns her kneeling self around to face him, with Jindrax doing the same. Realizing he's not facing them, the two Dukes slowly look up at him, checking out his multi-layered, yellowish orange... more like peach-colored, robe. The Master Org turns around completely, and makes himself fully known to us, without any shadowing or camera tricks. He's got at least three large layers of shoulder padding, plus one big horn on his forehead. Master Org, passionately clenching his left fist and shaking his tri-clawed & orbed staff  proclaims, "SOON... they shall feel the WRATH, of 3000 years, of VENgeance!" He then throws his head back, and gives a rather wicked, yet jolly laugh. 

Back on the Animarium:

Cole was sitting down, tracing the picture he had, sighing sadly as he studied every square inch of it with his melancholic gaze. Max and Alyssa were watching Cole, and Max raised a hand to his mouth. "Hey, Jungle Boy!" Max shouted. Cole puffs out his cheeks a bit in depressed exhaling, and turns to look at the two down below. Max motions his hand for him to come on over, mentioning, "We've got a little welcome gift for you!" Alyssa stands with her hands behind her back, tapping her foot anxiously. Cole smiles, puts down his family photograph, reaches out for a nearby vine, and swings down from his own personal seat, nestled up in the upper trunk of an ancient tree in the temple courtyard.

Bastian tilted his head as he watched Cole swing down, as he and the others gathered around the Red Ranger ominously. "What is it?" Cole asked curiously, clapping his hands together. Alyssa excitedly informs him, "Our NEXT mission!" She pulls her hands out from behind her back, revealing that she's holding a huge can of deodorant in one hand and a small bottle of spray cologne in the other! She kinda sticks her tongue out a little, playfully. Max smirks, rolls up his orange sleeves, and shakes his raised hands, holding a large bath brush in one and a bar of soap in the other! 

Taylor actually cracks a smile, as she holds up a BIG pair of scissors, snapping them a few times after naming the mission as, "Giving you a bath!" Danny and Bastian surged forward, using their combined strength to pick up Cole, and carry him towards the Sacred Pool as Alyssa began spraying. Danny grabs Cole's arm and leg, hoisting him over his broad shoulders against his will. Cole protests, "Wait! Hold on! Wait, wait! These are my new clothes!! What're you doing?! Whoa!" Alyssa skips about, giggling as she showers the stinky tribal teen with both cans of aerosol spray at the same time, damaging the Animarium's precious ozone. Danny carries him over the mystical pond beneath the gorilla statue, and dunks his head into it. Max starts soaping him up, quipping, "Time to clean you up, Monkeyboy! I got'cha!" 

Princess Shayla enters the area, holding a newly created red & black Wild Force uniformed vest in her hands, joyfully preparing to bestow it upon their newest recruit. She pauses when she spots the team frolicking in the pool they use to watch for Org attacks! She sees Taylor covering her eyes, shaking her head, and smiling like crazy; Max soaping and scrubbing Cole; Cole thrashing and fighting as his long black hair becomes soaked; Danny and Bastian doing all the dunking; and Alyssa getting spray-happy with the cans. Shayla protests worriedly, "NOT in the Sacred Water!", and rushes over to stop them. Every time Cole brings his head up, he snaps his hair back, sending splashes of the mystical pond flying all over his teammates!

He shakes his head, hair still a little wet, self still a little dizzy from the quick cleaning. Max & Danny seem impressed with the new, more civilized-looking Cole. Princess Shayla swoons, "Oh! MUCH better!" Cole drops the towel on the temple floor, looks at his arms, and starts to cross his arms side to side, trying to get a feel for the restricting clothing. He's quite uncomfortable by at least one thing, which he rectifies simply: Cole rips the entire sleeve off of his right arm, then tears the brown dyed part off of the forearm of the left arm. 

Taylor stares agape, Max points and laughs, Shayla shakes her head and grins, Danny looks kinda dopey, and Alyssa simpers amusedly, Bastian was cackling at the sight, shaking his head in amusement as he wrapped an arm around Taylor's waist. Cole tears an inch or so wide, several feet long, thread of red material from the torn sleeve, and wraps it around his forehead. It ties it tightly in the back, ala Rambo, and turns around to face the others. The leader of the Wild Force smiles big, folding his partially bare arms, and remarking, "MUCH better!"