The next day came around and Mesogog had returned after Mercer took over for some time. Through the halls, he trekked and thought about Amelia's reactions when he decided to be bold yesterday. Even though I made it clear, that I am interested in her... She's still confused about it. What could I do to show her that I am interested? That she is mine and belongs with me? It is as though fate brought her to me for a reason. So what other reason would there be, other than to be mine? I was an experiment gone wrong with no real purpose for being made... And she was an experiment gone right with the wrong purpose for being made. It was difficult, she was difficult, and he needed to find a way to tell her that she was meant to be his and only his.

He enjoyed her flustered mess yesterday and practically basked in her warmth that he couldn't seem to get enough of. That masterpiece of a woman... She still believes she is anything but. Such soft hair, her eyes that I find myself captivated by, her expressions, and the way she looks at me. Her laughter makes her... Attractive. No... Is it her eyes? No. She as a person, is attractive. If my actions only confuse her then perhaps I need to be bold with my words, as well. For a moment, he paused, until he recalled the bikini that she was adamant on not wearing. I am going to enjoy her reaction when she wears her bikini. Because I'll be able to see her scars more clearly and see how much she's gone through. The dino man was eager, to say the least. He remembered how she brought up the undesired bikini and their tiny argument over it, he couldn't seem to get mad at her. The more he's around her the more her playfulness rubs off on him. It wasn't to his distaste since he's never found someone like her, who was able to pull that out of the depths of him.

However, when Zeltrax questioned Amelia after the beast stated how no human can be trusted, it irked him. He could still feel the anger from yesterday and the look in her eyes, even if it was for a moment, it had pushed him into what he could only assume was protectiveness. Such disrespect toward her is disrespectful toward me. She is mine... And I will not have anyone step on her as if she were lower than dirt. Only humans are insignificant and worthless. Miserable insects like them are nothing in comparison to her and everything that she does outshines them all. Grumbling, it was irritating to know that others in her world would treat her with such disrespect.

But to know Solar was the root cause of it all and the information he received when he eavesdropped on him, his anger toward him was much worse than toward the Power Rangers and Mercer so far. He's never met anyone who was able to push him over the edge of his rage like Solar has.

Upon entering the laboratory, there he saw Amelia fast asleep with her head on Stevie's side. Curled up and nuzzled against the Franken Baby's hide, with an empty takeout bag near her bare feet. Her cat ears and tail had disappeared when he came back last night to give her something to eat. His golden hues saw the shredded part of her outfit from when she partially transformed, with Argentavis wings and feathers.

His silent steps closer made Stevie stir and perk his head, to which Mesogog paused and shared a similar stare as the Franken Baby. "How dare you steal her... She is to be with me on my throne," he whispered to not wake her and crouched to the smaller beast's face with a displeased hiss.

All he received was a huff and watched him curl his tail protectively around the redhead's legs. Next came a prehistoric hiss that almost resembled a cat's, it made Mesogog growl deep from his throat. Reaching for Stevie's head, he saw his claws extract until he used his red claws to scratch at the small beast's scalp. This seemed to work as his talons retracted and a soft purr of acceptance came out.

He has certainly gotten bigger than when she first made him. He was close to his knees now in height and his wings had grown larger. The small creature almost looked like some sort of Chimera, a beast of many animal parts, except Stevie only had two. A cat and a dinosaur, with bits of his physical features on the smaller beast's face.

Finally, Mesogog stood up and wandered about in his lab. However, something caught his attention, the tan folder that sat on the chemistry table closest to where she was sleeping, and saw her phone on top of it. Curious, he was, for he soon stood before the folder and picked up her phone to examine it. Its rectangular black shape that shined under his lab's lights, gave it a futuristic feel. His jaw slacked when he pulled out Mercer's phone from his attire and compared them.

In his world, there were flip phones and straight phones with buttons to press. Which was what he had and when he looked at hers, it was like night and day. How does she turn this on? From one side to the other, he checked and saw small indents and holes in some spots. His claws touched and felt around for some sort of button, but when the screen suddenly flashed on, his head jerked back for a second upon the bright light. Numbers on the screen appeared and the word 'Pass-code' above them made itself known, his head cocked a bit.

A password? What kind of password would she use? Now he had to think. He stared at the numbers and letters for the longest time. It wouldn't be anything new, or something from our world. It would have to be from hers. He concluded and punched in 'Project', just to see it say 'invalid passcode'. His claws soon tapped the touch-screen and typed in 'Chemical', yet it still didn't work.

His intense eyes shifted to stare at her form, still asleep and curled against Stevie. She says she loved me when I eavesdropped on her. I wonder... It was an idea, a last-ditch attempt before he'd have to wake her up and make her open it herself. There he typed in 'Mesogog' and when the phone clicked, the screen changed and showed a very interesting angle of his face as the background.

It was surprising to see that. So much so, that he felt his heart flutter for a moment and had to avert his gaze to snap himself out of whatever stupor she put him in. She truly is in love with me, it seems. This confirms it, so why does she deny my advances? Is it because she is self-conscious? I see... He thought for a bit and chose to explore her phone for a while. His fingers tapped on icons, such as a music note icon, which he soon exited once he saw a large variety of songs in a list. A camera icon that he was curious about and saw the camera on her phone reflect the environment around him. The phone was moved around with the eye of the camera picking up his lab, Stevie, and finally Amelia.

When the camera was brought to her face after he crouched, he wanted to make sure he took a good picture and snapped one of her. Her sleeping face was something he wanted to make sure she saw, the next time she'd open her phone. He continued to explore after he stood and tapped on a picture icon. The next thing he saw were images of Solar's lab and the rooms he had.

His eyes darted between ones that showed bloodied rooms, some people inside padded rooms with hands on the small windows, and a particular lab behind glass. There was a large table in the center, with carts full of chemical tubes, syringes, and tools to cut with. Even a small glimpse of the end of someone's lab coat and a fresh corpse's hand just out of view when they were being hauled out.

As he scrolled through, he came across something that would only be seen in a sci-fi horror film. Blood, body parts, a fresh torso of a human being whose skin was burned off and exposed the ribs and muscle. It looked like someone had exploded from a failed experiment, which wasn't enough to make the beast feel uneasy. Nothing could stir his stomach, he was used to such things since he had dealt with something less brutal. Zeltrax's body when he had to reconstruct him, he had to open him up and do all kinds of re-wiring of his neuro functionality.

Next, was a much larger room that was pure white, with powerful industrial chains against the wall at the far end of it. As he continued, he eventually ran into images of him and his lair. They were mostly pictures of him and Stevie, which seemed to prove his theory even more, that she was crazy about him. It puffed up his ego like no other and caused a satisfied growl until his gaze slowly looked over at her slumbering form. I think I've seen enough. Putting her phone back where he found it, he clicked it until the screen turned black, and strode over to her.

Once again, to her eye level, he stared at her face and brushed a strand from her cheek. There he saw the same scar that he noticed a while back. The length of the mark he could tell, was made by a blade of sorts, an incision mark. "No more sleeping on the floor," Whispering to her, he saw Stevie unwrap his tail from her legs. Mesogog knew he did that because he wanted to carry her, so he did. His arms scooped her from underneath and lifted her carefully. The nudge of his elbow made her head lean over against his chest as he made silent long strides out of the room, he didn't have to look to know Stevie followed. The faint thuds of the Franken Baby's paws were loud due to his heavy mass, but that didn't stop the dino man.

Moments later, he stopped in front of a door that automatically hissed open. Not a second was wasted when he trekked toward a rounded bed with a black and thin blanket; he laid her on top and gazed at her. Quickly on his heel he turned and soon left the room, of course, not without a glance at Stevie who hopped onto the bed with her.

The details of the room mattered not to him, he paid them no mind when he left. Down the hall he walked, pondering the images he saw and recalling what she said two days ago. She's been through things far worse than death. She's not afraid to die. That would explain her lack of fear when I first met her and how she acted around me. She isn't afraid of me or of anything else, except the Cyborgs. He couldn't stop thinking about her, no matter how much he tried to think of other things and focus on his plans. However, ahead of him, he saw Zeltrax some feet away and Elsa who walked with her hands behind her back. It was easy to overhear them when they talked loudly, for his head leaned a bit to focus on their conversation.

"What did you find in Anton Mercer's computer files? Something to help us battle Dr. Oliver and his own Triassic Red Ranger, I hope," Questioned the Cyborg with a gesture of his hand.

"No... But something very interesting," To hear Elsa say that, made suspicion rise.

Mesogog didn't much like the idea of not being informed of what they were doing, especially now that his anger at Solar had spiked and caused him to be rather irritable.

"Have you reported to lord Mesogog?" Zeltrax's voice carried concern, to which the said dino man came around and began to make his way to their backsides.

"Reported what?" His current mood was laced in his words when he came closer with his claws behind his back.

"The Ranger's brainiac, Haley, has ordered a sophisticated servo mechanism from one of your--" Mesogog quickly interrupted the goth when she was about to put him on the spot and not his weaker half, the growl he gave had caught her in time. A nervous smile pulled on her black lips before she continued. "I mean... Mercer's supply companies," That was certainly bad news to hear, the lack of surveillance on Mercer's end irked the beast more.

"Mercer! That idiot! Right under his nose!" Mesogog stepped around with a lift of his claw and wanted so badly to rip the blonde's head off about as much as he wanted to tear Solar apart. But unfortunately, his rage was more toward Ace now, after everything he's done. "What are the Rangers using it for?" He didn't have to look at Elsa to know she'd answer him, for he stared into the space before him despite Zeltax being in the way.

"We're not sure," Plain and simple, the goth replied.

"Well don't take any chances. Send the Tyrannodrones and make certain those teenagers are unsuccessful in retrieving the component! I've had about all the new ranger powers I can stand!" The lift of his claws was to shoo them away, and as soon as they said 'yes my lord', and 'as you wish', they soon left the room without another word. Slowly, with his claws against his back, he hummed quietly and pondered the ranger's odd move. "What are you up to, rangers?" Just as he was about to continue his thoughts on the matter, something red caught his eyes.

There on one of the stations in his Throne room, sat neatly folded attire. "Ah. I ordered Elsa to find a suitable bathing suit, preferably a Bikini. I am curious... To say the least," Even if it was for a moment, his anger began to subside from the lovely idea of Amelia wearing such a thing around him. He recalled her red face when he told her she was going to wear one, it made him smirk a bit.

Claws moved the attire to separate it and lo and behold, before his eyes was a very fancy two-piece, with a skirt to compliment it. "Today we will deep-sea dive... I'm not going to let her have a say in this. She must wear this... She will-- wear this," If he were to say he was excited to see her in it, he'd be lying to himself. No, he was ecstatic, more than excited. From there he wandered to his Throne and sat down, not without turning his screen on to examine the very thing the Rangers were trying to snatch.

Several minutes later he realized what they managed to get was something powerful and it irked him greatly. His generals, Elsa and Zelrax stood before him, ashamed of their failure from what he could tell. "This has become a pattern," Claws tapped irritably as he stared at the blueprint on his screen and moved his attention back to the duo.

Behind them, he immediately spotted Amelia stride in with her Franken Baby close to her feet. "I take full responsibility, my lord... And will accept any punishment you deem appropriate," Elsa's words seemed to merely spike the beast's anger, for he leaned forward, growled, and glared daggers at the goth.

"Fortunately for you, we have no time for punishment! We must be ready for whatever new power our enemy comes forward with! And judging by their new acquisition... It will be quite sophisticated," Sitting back in his seat, his eyes shut for a moment to ponder, and overheard the goth's words 'We will be ready, my lord'. "Amelia and I will be leaving to collect rare DNA, as I've mentioned. See to it, that you do not fail again!" With that, he stood up, made his way over to the bathing suit, and picked it up.

"Yay! We're leaving! I can't wait to explore and look for DNA!" Countless claps and several hops from Dr. Ray made everyone stare at her with a shake of their heads. "I can only imagine all of the possible DNA and other rarities that could be beneath the ocean! Maybe we could explore Norway's ocean! I wonder if there is old Kraken DNA! Oh- oh, and maybe a--" The redhead was quickly interrupted when the Bikini was tossed and landed on top of her head.

"Put that on when we arrive. I will pick the location," There was a clingy sensation in his chest that made him want to snatch her wrist, so when he did, he dragged her along and listened to her yip from the sudden force.

"Ouch! Hey-- hey! Watch the claws! You seriously have a problem with those don't you?" Her complaints were satisfying his sadism, knowing she was struggling to keep up with him. Her voice was like an icebreaker, like sharp heat to pierce the cold glacier around his heart that continuously freezes back over upon each disappointment from the others.

Oh... She never ceases to amuse me. When he ignored Elsa who left to do who knows what, he watched as Zeltrax moved about as if he had a plan. Just... A moment is all I need. Her warmth, her smell... I need it. He didn't waste another second to face Amelia and turn her around. The squeak he received was hardly a concern to him, for he pulled her backside against his chest and wrapped his arms around her torso to keep her from going anywhere.

"M- Mesogog? What are you doing? This is highly inappropriate!" Again, she yipped, when he leaned into the crook of her neck.

The muscles in her stiffened, he could feel it, but it wasn't enough to deter him. The pleasant smell of lavender filled his nose and the warmth from her was comforting, it helped his nerves so much to bask in it all. She will never know, will she? The growl that slipped from him was that of satisfaction, relieved to feel a lot of the stress that his servants gave him, wash away in nearly an instant. "You don't need to know... But I will tell you this. Do not change your lavender smell. It does wonders for my nerves," He wanted nothing more than to slowly get his point across, that he had an interest in her. But how to approach it without making her assume something else entirely, was going to be a challenge. A challenge that he fully accepts and will accomplish.

"O- Okay... Um. I'm happy to be of help, somehow!~ Maybe I should create something to hang up above your Throne, that's lavender scented. Who knows, it could help with your-" Before she could continue, he moved his maw close to her ear and the nice warmth he felt, increased. Her face, he could feel it heating up more, so he knew she was blushing and that was one of the many things he enjoyed.

"No. You are the one near my throne or on my lap. No scented item will ease my nerves the way you do," His deep inhale and close of his eyes, let him focus on the strong smell of her shampoo that he loved so much. It was enough to get a satisfied hum from him, that was until he decided to release her from his arms and stare at the back of her head.

Whipping around, when he saw the red on her face, there was a triumphant smirk on his prehistoric mouth that she would most likely never figure out. Seeing her in a flustered state and with astonished eyes made him puff up in pride, for his shoulders squared and his chin lifted.

"Zeltrax..." He began, used a hand to push Amelia along with him, and stood to the Cyborg's side who seemed to be busy with something. "Have you had any thoughts about ways to draw the Ranger's new weapon out?" The tone in his voice was less aggressive than before, which didn't say much since he was merely tamed temporarily due to Amelia being next to him.

"Yes, lord Mesogog. I have reconstructed the aerial assault craft with some improvements," Explained the Cyborg, who he stared at.

"I'm intrigued," The dino man indeed was interested in the idea, but the amused snort next to him made his attention move to Amelia.

"I hoped you would be, my lord," With that, Zeltrax soon left to take care of the rangers with the upgraded vessel, so now, Mesogog was alone with the very woman he couldn't get enough of.

"Let's go. It is time. We will be using the Marine Scouter," Now that no one was around, he was quick to pick her up like a princess and chuckled lowly when he listened to her protests.

"Put me down! I can walk! This isn't necessary!" Her flails and thrashes were comical enough to make him nearly wheeze, which seemed to have made her pout. "Stevie, save meeee! A big, hunky, dino man is taking me away!~ Help, help, whatever shall I dooo?!~Her pretend faint and giggles, made the beast want to face-palm if his hands were available.

"Your pet will stay here and keep guard! He will not be accompanying us," Through the hall, he trekked, and did his best not to show much reaction to her antics.

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After they entered the Marine Scouter and swam through the ocean around his island fortress, his claws kept a tight grip on the wheel. Standing in front of his seat, he turned the wheel to change course and entered a different part of the ocean.

The ocean life was beautiful in Amelia's eyes. So many fish, some larger than others, and the sound of water brushing past the Scouter was adding to the aquatic atmosphere. Hehehehe! This feels like a date! Just the two of us, cruising along the ocean floor, me-- watching his dominance in full display.~ Staring... At his buns of steel, which I bet he'd look hot in trunks! Hehehehe! Fan-girling, giggling, the redhead was in a seat behind him gawking at his strong backside.

However, when she saw him glance at her over his shoulder, she had to quickly avert her eyes and cover her mouth to hide any form of suspicion. "What are you giggling at?" There was almost an uplifted tone in his voice, a sound of amusement, to which she looked back and saw him return his gaze to the ocean.

"N- Nothing! Nothing at all! Nope! Just me being me! Staring... At the nice view. It's quite... Breathtaking.~" She couldn't contain herself, her hand stifled more giggles as her face burned at the sight of his strong backside. Yes, a very nice view indeed, of course, it wasn't the ocean she stared at. Quietly she pulled out her phone from her lab coat, clicked it on, and opened her camera. A nice picture of his backside would be so nice to have! Squealing on the inside, she was waiting for the camera to load, and when it did, she froze.

There on her screen was a picture of her slumbering face. It wasn't something she took, she knew that for sure, so it scared her to know that someone figured out her password and explored her phone. Who opened my phone?! How did they get in?! My password was... Oh. Whoops. I guess it was a pretty easy try for them. Wait, Zeltrax was away and Elsa wasn't in the lab with me so who could've... Trailing off, her eyes lit up with disbelief the moment her cheeks and tips of her ears turned crimson. Slowly, nervously, blue eyes looked above her screen and nearly jumped when she saw his slacked jaw and golden hues directed toward her.

"I found out your little secret. I would be lying... If I said I wasn't pleased," Mesogog broke the awkward, embarrassing silence in the Scouter. Aside from the soft hum of the ship and the gentle sounds of the ocean, his voice added to the softness of the atmosphere.

"How... Did you figure out my passcode? How did you turn my screen on?" Nervous beads of sweat trickled down her forehead. The fear of being rejected or anything similar plagued her mind like an illness and kept her mind clouded with questions.

"It was easy to figure out. There were many times I've overheard you talk about me to your little pet. The more recent conversation too, regarding Solar, and me," Upon those words, she stiffened, and the grip on her phone tightened.

Gulping saliva from the nervousness and fear went unnoticed by the beast ahead of her. She was so busy staring at her slumbering picture that she didn't see Mesogog turn to look at her from his position. That's not good! He knows! He friggin knows I like him! Wait, didn't he just say he was pleased? He said he'd be lying if he said he wasn't. What is that supposed to mean, exactly?! There's no way he likes me! No way! Her inner turmoil kept her so distracted that she barely caught a glimpse of him in front of her. Only until a pair of red claws plucked the phone from her grasp and sat it on the arm of her seat, was when her head perked to see his intense gaze.

"We are nearing our destination. Get dressed," With that, she watched his smug look pull on his jaw and walk toward the bathroom of the Scouter in a dignified manner.

Is he serious? Did the bunny ears not mean anything?! An exasperated gasp left her lips when she clicked her tongue and folded her arms. "No.~" The playful sass in her tone, the smirk on her lips, and the lift of her chin earned her a quick push from the back of her head.

"Do not come out until you are wearing it," The force he used was enough to shove her into the bathroom, for he tossed the bikini at her face and saw it stay there a moment. The muffled wheeze from him was caused by her lack of movement since all she did was stand there with the bikini bottom and top glued to her face. What made his head jerk away and look at other things besides her, was when she blew out air in a poor attempt to get the bikini bottom's string out of her mouth.

She wasn't aware of his lack of composure since the material shielded her view, but the sound of his faint wheezes told her that her predicament made him laugh a bit. "Hehehehehe.~ Well, I'm coming out with a towel around me! You will compromise whether you like it or not, Beasty!" Even though she couldn't see, she still placed a hand on her hip and a finger in his direction. However, the door to the bathroom separated them and gave her a minute to get her giggle fit out of her system. I love it when he wheezes! His dark chuckles, too! Eee! Hahahaha! I can't help myself! Heat could be felt on her face the more her perverted brain went down the gutter. Nonetheless, she began to undress and put it on. I wonder why I woke up in a bedroom earlier... That was weird. Confusion settled on her face the more she thought about it.