In the depths of his formidable fortress, Lord Omega stands amidst a chamber adorned with relics and artifacts from the various worlds he has conquered. His piercing gaze fixates on a particular display, housing the remnants of the Power Rangers Ninja Steel.

As Lord Omega surveys the relics, he revels in the triumph of his conquest, relishing the power he has seized from these valiant warriors. Each piece holds a fragment of their former glory, serving as a grim reminder of their defeat at his hands. The helmets gleam in the dim light, once symbols of hope and justice, now mere trophies of his dominance.

Running his fingers delicately over the intricately designed Ninja Steel morphers, Lord Omega savors the sensation of victory. These morphers, once wielded by the brave Ninja Steel Rangers, were the source of their extraordinary abilities. Their vibrant colors and stylized emblems now stand as silent witnesses to the strength that he had stolen, leaving the heroes powerless against his malevolence.

Among the relics, Lord Omega's attention is drawn to the shattered remains of the Ninja Steel Megazord. Once a formidable weapon against evil, it now lies in ruins, a testament to his unrelenting might. Its mangled form is a visual representation of the devastation he has wrought upon the forces of good.

A sinister smile creeps across Lord Omega's face, his dark eyes gleaming with a mix of satisfaction and twisted pleasure. The relics before him are not just mere objects; they symbolize his dominance and the shattered dreams of those who once dared to oppose him. With each conquered world, his power grows, and the multiverse trembles beneath his iron grip.

In this chamber of triumph, Lord Omega finds solace in the remnants of his conquered foes. These relics serve as a constant reminder of his superiority and the vastness of his dominion. With each conquered world, his hunger for more power intensifies, driving him to seek out new realms to conquer and extinguish the light of hope that stands in his way.

Within his chamber of conquest, Lord Omega's piercing gaze falls upon the magnificent suits of the Power Rangers Ninja Steel. These once vibrant and heroic ensembles now hang motionless, suspended on display racks, their colors muted in the dim light.

Lord Omega steps closer, his eyes tracing the intricate details of each suit, adorned with emblems representing the elemental powers of the Ninja Steel Rangers. He marvels at the craftsmanship and the essence of strength that radiates from them, symbols of the heroes who once stood against him.

As he examines the Red Ranger's suit, a formidable armor infused with the power of fire, Lord Omega can almost feel the fiery determination that once burned within the heart of the ranger who wore it. The suit's crimson hues, now dulled under the shadow of his rule, remind him of the relentless spirit that once challenged his darkness.

His gaze then shifts to the Blue Ranger's suit, resonating with the fluidity of water. The suit's intricate patterns evoke memories of battles fought underwater and the Blue Ranger's unwavering resolve to protect those in need. Lord Omega's twisted grin widens as he contemplates the extinguished hope that once flowed through the ranger's veins.

Next, his attention is drawn to the Yellow Ranger's suit, a vibrant representation of earth's steadfast might. Lord Omega admires the resilience and unwavering loyalty that once emanated from this golden-clad warrior. The suit's earthy tones, now dimmed in his presence, serve as a reminder of the ranger's untapped potential and the strength that lies within the natural world.

Finally, his gaze settles upon the Pink Ranger's suit, a testament to the fierce grace and unwavering determination that once embodied her. The suit's delicate yet powerful design reminds Lord Omega of the unyielding spirit that once fueled her actions, even in the face of darkness. Its gentle pink hues, now suffused with the oppressive shadow of his rule, only intensify his satisfaction.

As Lord Omega stands amidst the stillness of the chamber, surrounded by the dormant suits of the Power Rangers Ninja Steel, he relishes in the knowledge that these once mighty heroes have been defeated. The suits now serve as silent reminders of his dominion, a visual representation of the heroes' vanquished dreams and the extinguished light of hope.

With a malevolent chuckle, Lord Omega turns away, leaving the suits to hang in their frozen state, forever reminding all who witness them of his unrelenting power and the futility of resistance against his darkness.

Max, standing at a distance, watched as Lord Omega admires the conquered suits of the Power Rangers Ninja Steel. A mixture of disappointment and sorrow filled his heart as he witnesses the twisted joy emanating from the malevolent ruler.

He longed to see the vibrant colors of the suits shine once more with the spirit of the heroes who once donned them. Max's empathetic nature makes him acutely aware of the loss and despair that has befallen those worlds and the people they once protected.

With a heavy sigh, Max's hands move gracefully, expressing his emotions through sign language. His disappointment is palpable as he communicates his profound sadness for the fallen heroes and the worlds that now suffer under Lord Omega's dominion. The graceful movements of his hands weave a silent tale of longing, compassion, and an unyielding desire for a brighter future.

Though Max may lack the physical power and bravado of the heroes he admires, his kind heart and unwavering spirit refuse to accept the darkness that has consumed the multiverse. In his quiet moments of reflection, he yearns for the day when these conquered worlds will be liberated from the clutches of Lord Omega, and the Power Rangers will rise once more to restore hope and justice.

As Lord Omega revels in his conquest, Max remains vigilant, silently vowing to do whatever he can to aid the heroes and contribute to the undoing of Omega's malevolence. He knows that even the smallest act of kindness or glimmer of hope can ignite a spark that can grow into a raging flame of resistance.

In the depths of his disappointment, Max's determination remains unshaken. He will stand as a beacon of compassion amidst the darkness, waiting for the day when the heroes he admires will rise, reclaim their suits, and inspire a revolution that will bring an end to Lord Omega's reign of terror.

Meanwhile, back with RWBY

The train station stood in stark contrast to its usual bustling nature. Instead of the usual crowd of commuters and travelers, an eerie stillness hangs in the air, giving the station an almost haunting quality. The once vibrant and lively space now appears deserted, devoid of the usual signs of life.

Just then, the wind began to pick up and light filled the room, as seven figures materialized.

As the Power Rangers materialize within the station, their arrival disrupts the prevailing silence. The vibrant hues of their suits illuminate the dimly lit surroundings, casting a colorful glow against the empty platforms and echoing halls. Their presence feels amplified, each footstep echoing through the vacant station, creating a sense of surreal ness.

"Wow, guys, talk about a change of scenery!" Billy exclaims, a hint of awe in his voice.

As the Power Rangers step out of the train station into the unfamiliar world, their vigilant leader, Jason, took note of the surroundings. He scanned the horizon, his eyes searching for any signs of disturbance or chaos, but to his relief, the world appears stable and serene.

"Looks like we've arrived before Omega could cause any major damage," Jason remarks, his voice filled with a mixture of caution and relief. "The sky is clear, and there's a sense of peace in the air. Let's hope we can keep it that way."

His teammates share in his observation, their expressions reflecting a similar sense of reassurance. They take a moment to appreciate the stillness and beauty of the world around them, a temporary respite from the impending battle they know awaits them.

Kimberly, ever perceptive, adds with a hint of optimism, "Perhaps the people of this world have managed to keep him at bay. Let's hope their courage and resilience can hold out until we can find a way to stop him and undo the damage he's done."

Trini, always watchful, scans the surroundings, her voice calm yet focused. "We'll need to gather information and assess the situation. If there's any hint of danger or corruption, we'll be the first to take action."

Y/N looked around and raised his hand. "I second that." He said in a whisper.

Jason, soon decided to take a decisive stance. With the need to cover more ground and gather information swiftly, he proposes a strategic plan to his teammates.

"Team, in order to maximize our efficiency and cover more ground, I suggest we split up," Jason announces, his voice projecting confidence and authority. "We need to gather as much intel as possible, identify potential threats, and seek out allies in this world."

Kimberly, always attuned to the importance of teamwork, nods in agreement. "Jason's right. We can accomplish more if we divide and conquer. But let's establish a clear communication channel to stay in touch and coordinate our efforts effectively."

Zack adds, his voice filled with enthusiasm, "Sounds like a plan, Jase! We'll fan out and search for any signs of disturbance or Omega's presence. If we find anything, we regroup and take it down together."

Trini, ever observant and strategic, suggests, "Let's assign specific areas to each team member. That way, we can thoroughly explore different regions of this world and gather diverse perspectives."

Y/N nodded his head at the idea

Billy, the analytical thinker, adds, "Additionally, we should document any anomalies or peculiarities we encounter. It will help us piece together the puzzle and understand the nature of Omega's influence better."

With a unanimous agreement, the Power Rangers split into smaller teams, each with a designated area to explore. They communicate their plans, establish meeting points, and synchronize their morphers to maintain constant contact.

Jason and Tommy went one way.

Zack and Billy went one way.

Kimberly, Trini, and Y/N went another way.