Author's Disclaimer: Well, here is the conclusion of this story, hope you like it. Please review and critique, thank you all and May the Power protect you. *P.S. When you're done with this story, check out "Power Rangers in Space: The Untold Story" also written by me!

(Taking place during the gap between "Dino Thunder" and "Mystic Force," where "SPD" takes place, 20 years into the future.)

With he and the Dino Thunder Rangers having defeated Mesagog in their final battle, having wrapped up his assistance in the creation of the Operation: Overdrive Power Rangers, Tommy was free to enjoy his retirement. Each day was simple; he woke up in his quaint home in the middle of nowhere, and head into town for breakfast, sometimes having a cup of coffee and a muffin with Hayley to start off the day. Then, he drove to Reefside High School to fill young people with the knowledge he had been filled with. He would then go home, kick back, and enjoy his life without fighting evil, constantly. The years and posts of being a Power Ranger, a mentor to a new generation of Power Rangers, and the veteran that the rest of the rangers had put their faith in, had finally made Tommy what he had never thought he would be…tired. Sometimes, he even regretfully cursed Zordon for making him the leader of the Power Rangers, all those years ago. The thing was, was that Tommy felt guilty for being tired, he felt that he always had to be doing something to participate in the battle between good and evil.

Well on a normal morning just like every other day for the past few months, Tommy was enacting a lesson to his third period bio class. Writing on the chalk board, Tommy began to feel a very eerie, familiar feeling, it wasn't until a girl in the front row of his class had called out, "Are you okay, Dr. O?" that he realized he had been staring at the words on his chalk board for what appeared to be a while by the looks of his students.

"Everything's fine. Sorry about that. So anyway, the right atrium…" Tommy stopped speaking as the familiar feeling returned to him, and he got the most terrible headache and a sense of being called somewhere. He knew something was terribly wrong when he thought he had felt that he was actually about to disappear into thin air and appear somewhere else.

"Class dismissed for now. Don't forget to read and outline Chapter 5." While some of his class were overjoyed to be dismissed, others looked at Tommy with fear, worry, and confusion on their faces. Tommy then walked out of the classroom, and started walking, the destination, he didn't know. All he did know is that his movement wasn't of his free will, something was calling him and he felt as though something was magnetically pulling him somewhere. Tommy had walked through the foyer of the school, and out of the door, when he stopped dead in his tracks in the football field beyond the school, and saw something he never thought he would see again.

"Rita!"

"Hello, Tommy," the scratchy voice responded.

Tommy had not seen Rita Repulsa since he and the other Zeo Rangers defeated Serpentera and ran her and husband away for good nearly nine years ago. She looked different. No longer wearing her long brown dress with the cones on her head as well as her bra which he and the other Rangers would often compare to Madonna's. She was garbed in white, wearing a very unusual head dress, and carrying a different wand.

"Surprised to see me?" Rita says.

Tommy, defensive, retorts with, "Very. Last I heard, you had been turned human by Zordon's life force. What are you, back to your old tricks, again? "

"No, no Tommy, actually quite the opposite," Rita says, in a very kind voice that Tommy had never heard come out of her mouth.

"Whatever you're selling, Rita, I ain't buying."

"What I'm 'selling' Tommy…is an apology." Tommy looks at his former nemesis very confused, "I'm listening."

"All those years ago when I manipulated your mind with my magic, and made you do all those horrible deeds on my behalf, was nothing but pure evil…" "You got that right," Tommy says while thinking about it already. He flashbacked to the moment he moved to Angel Grove when Rita appeared to him on top of a building, and called out his name. How she had teleported him to her palace on the Moon and granted him his first taste of power.

"I want nothing more than your forgiveness, Tommy. Thanks to Zordon, I have been washed with goodness, and am prepared to do everything in my power to make amends and right my wrongs."

"So you lured me out here to say, 'I'm sorry'?"

"Yes, yes, I have." "Well, why is my gut telling me that you have some ulterior motive?"

Rita, holding her wand, replies with, "Well there is something else…"

Tommy chuckles and says, "I knew it. What is it that you really want, Rita?"

Rita looks deep into Tommy's face, and says "You're blessing."

"What?" Tommy says, utterly confused. "My…blessing?"

"That's right," Rita says, "Your blessing to create the Power Rangers of the Mystic Force."

"I am beyond confused."

"To make a long story short, I have returned to Earth, as well as my magical roots. I have taken up the post as the Sovereign of Good Magic."

"You're kidding, right?" Tommy says, smirking.

"I am the farthest thing from kidding right now, Tommy. And your doubts are giving me such a headache."

Tommy laughs, "Still the same, I see, even nearly 10 years later. Rita, I don't know what game you're trying to pull…"

"You have every right not to trust a word that comes out of my mouth, Tommy, I deserve that. But, it is the truth, I am now known as the Mystic Mother. Darkness is about to arrive and cover the light, and I want to create Power Rangers to combat the darkness…and I want your blessing in order to do that."

"Okay, is it weird to say that a part of me…a part of me actually believes what you're saying?" Tommy says, reluctantly.

"No it is not weird at all. The good in you, senses the good in me, Tommy. You have fought on the side of good for years now; surely you know trust your abilities by now?

"My…abilities?"

Rita, smiles and says, "Surely you don't think your overlong exposure to the 'Power' left no effect on you? Think about it, Tommy."

"What do you mean?" Tommy says, trying his hardest to comprehend.

"I guess you'll need a little bit of help." Rita waves her wand, and chants something that Tommy can't understand. He is brought into the past, to various moments of his life. Being bathed in the White Light of Goodness as he was granted the power of the White Ranger; leading the Power Rangers for two and a half years against anything that threatened the Earth; his interest in the Morphing Grid that was culminated in his constant contact with Zordon shortly before his capture and his continuing research of the Power with Billy. Leading the Red Ranger team; choosing to study the ancient powers of the dinosaur in order to help people and use the supernatural abilities for good. Each and every scene that past in Tommy's head assured him of how good he was…and how he had the right to be tired.

Tommy gets pulled back into reality, confused, yet reassured, and says "Thank you, Rita."

"You are a paragon of good, Tommy. Zordon knew what he was doing when he named you as the leader."

Tommy had called in sick for the rest of the day, and went to the lake a short distance from his house, where he went to think. He had accepted Rita's apology and given her his blessing on creating the Mystic Force Power Rangers. He thought about them, how much good they would do, what kinds of evils they had to face, what Zords they would command, and then he thought…"I needn't worry about any that right now." Saying, "Have I done my part? Is it over?"

Tommy, walked back to his house, and went inside. He went into his room, went into his top drawer, moved his mass amounts of black clothes out of the way, and opened up the compartment underneath. There he saw his charred Power Morpher, his powerless White Tiger Power Coin being held in the center. He looked to the right of that and saw his pair of Zeonizers holding his Zeo subcrystal, he could nearly taste the power that had flowed through him upon accepting the Zeo powers. And, to the right of them, he saw his Dino Morpher and key, and remembered his last bit of power draining from him. Tommy, his heart skipping a beat, had thought for a moment, just for a moment, that he had heard his mentor's voice, say "You have done your part, Tommy. It is time to rest."

Tommy, closed his eyes for a while, to try and hear it again, or to convince himself that he wasn't crazy. He then walked over to laptop, opened up the file labeled, "Ranger Archives," and pulled up every bit of information that he had obtained from the Morphing Grid. Tommy was the surprised to see green energy burst out of the computer and realized nearly an instant afterwards what had occurred. He clicked a button labeled, "Future incarnations." He clicked it, and witnessed the Mystic Force Power Rangers, he clicked next, and witnessed the Operation: Overdrive Power Rangers, next; the Jungle Fury Power Rangers, the Samurai Power Rangers, the Olympian Force Power Rangers, the M-54 Galaxy Power Rangers, the Power Rangers of the Planet Thebes…the SPD Power Rangers….the Time Force Power Rangers. Tommy, clicked escape, and turned off the computer. He walked back to his dresser, and closed the compartment containing his old morphers.

Tommy, finally letting go his life in the world of the "Power Rangers," says "I hear you, Zordon." He knew that all would be well. He knew that the Power Rangers legacy would continue forever as long as there would be evil. He knew what Zordon knew, that his role in the battle between good and evil, his role in the legacy of the Power Rangers would live on forever. Especially when he thought of the long haired, brown eyed young man in the "Future Incarnations" file that shouted "Kiya" nearly identical to him, during battle.

Tommy, then took out his phone, went into his contacts and clicked the name labeled "Katherine Hillard."