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The Earth we know is dying.

With the inevitable migration to Second
Earth, there is still a need for

protection. Protection from enemies
remaining on this world, as well as the

next.

Your Special Forces combat experience
will prove instrumental as the

intergalactic military begins its
recruitment into a new army of soldiers.

equipped to protect and serve Second
Earth.

It's called the Space Ranger Program.

It's the development of so -called super
soldiers, personnel that will be tasked

with policing the universe from Second
Earth, as well as monitoring potential

threats to the human population's new
home.

Once sworn in, you will be outfitted
with armor, trained in hand -to -hand

combat, and commissioned to a branch of
this program.

Your armed forces artillery experience
will be upgraded within the Space Ranger

program, and you will be privy to a new
technologically advanced weapon system.

You'll fly in the most state -of -the
-art advanced aircraft.

The Space Rangers will be the pinnacle
of advanced soldiers.

Join the program today and be a part of
Robert McGrady's vision for safety and

security within space travel.

The journey to Second Earth is full of
uncertainty and excitement.

And the Space Rangers will be the brave
men and women to lead us there,

together.

We're here.

Alright, T -minus 10 seconds to visual
contact.

Anyone have eyes on the payload?

100 meters north.

What you reading?

Just something I saw today.

Sounds ominous.

It's the Space Ranger program.

You're kidding.

You're kidding, right?

You're not kidding.

What? You know what.

Why is this such a bad idea?

I didn't say it was a bad idea.

Then what's with the attitude?

It's just...

You're retired, Dee.

What more do the Marines have to offer
you? We've talked about this.

Yeah, well, I guess we need to talk
about it again.

You know this isn't what I am. This is
who I am.

Yeah, well... I guess I just hoped that
you would change.

After Sylvain... You didn't sleep for a
month.

Not without any help.

The night terrors, your depression.

You're right, I don't.

And thank God I never will.

We're in peak time, Dee.

What do you think they want to use the
Space Rangers for?

You know what?

Do whatever the hell you want.

You don't mean that.

You're right.

Because God forbid you're not as good as
you thought you were back then, because

that's happened too.

My boat?

Leave it there.

But you never expected me to go along
with this anyway, did you?

Scotch. Sup, D?

How you holding up out there?

I'm fine.

Seems like you've been spending a lot of
time in the flex room.

What, are you monitoring me now?

Ezra told me to keep an eye on you.
That's all I'm doing.

For real, though.

You alright?

I'm lonely.

I just keep waiting for someone to show
up, and yet... Here I am.

Still.

Speaking of Ezra...

Decommission. Lovely.

Be patient.

That's easy for you to say.

Where the hell are you anyway?

Far, far away from you.

I can tell you that.

Look, you know we can't talk about where
we... Our locations.

I know.

I know. It's just... You and the Rangers
have the entire universe.

And here I am, stuck on this fucking
farm.

It's kind of a definition of the word
exile, is it not?

Any word on McGrady?

Not yet.

We're still in a wait -and -see sort of
situation.

At least until we know it's safe for us
to come out of hiding.

When I hear something, you'll hear it
too, yeah?

Yeah. All right.

Well, thanks for the check -in.

I better get some sleep. You know, I've
got a big day of doing absolutely

nothing tomorrow.

Sounds good.

Hey.

Why the beach?

The water scares me.

Later, Scotch.

Who the hell are you?

Greetings, Dakota.

I asked you a question.

I am an intelligent, cybernetically
enhanced organism created for the

the secure and untraceable transfer of
information and covert material.

All right.

What do I call you?

You may call me Psy.

All right, Psy. So what, you have some
classified information?

That is correct.

So you're not here to bring me home?

I am afraid not.

Who sent you?

The General, of course.

McGrady. McGrady sent you.

And for what purpose, exactly?

My internal systems protocol does not
allow me to answer that question at this

time. Internal protocol?

Really? So what, McGrady doesn't trust
the Space Ranger program anymore?

I sense your disappointment.

Damn right.

I want you to pull McGrady back in,
because I want back in the mix.

Perhaps you'd like to speak with General
McGrady yourself.

Hello, Ranger.

I'm glad you made the trip.

General?

You'll have to forgive my appearance.

My human body failed me many years ago,
and what you see now is a projection of

myself.

One that can survive endless life cycles
up here in the cosmos.

Okay, I'm confused.

After the last mission, the Terra elders
forced the Space Rangers into exile.

You calling me here, that violates that
agreement, does it not?

In a way.

But you agreed to their terms.

Well, it just so happens that to
understand the future, you must learn to

discern the past.

So I bringing you here today to meet me
will not jeopardize the elders'

agreement. You, Cullen, and Scotch are
still very much exiled, even as we stand

here today.

Yeah. But how?

We're interacting within a new ephemeral
flux realm.

Momentary? You mean like time travel?

So what, this isn't real?

To you and me, it's very real. To the
elders?

As long as they cannot access the codec
of this place, it's as if our meeting

never existed in the past and has yet to
happen in the future.

It also makes the present difficult to
locate, even to their all -seeing eyes.

You mentioned understanding the past.

It's imperative, yes.

Whose?

Yours. Tell me, Dakota, do you recall
your introduction into the Space Ranger

program? The inception of a so -called
super soldier was never something that I

could keep secret on second Earth.

So I traveled far and wide for an ideal
location for my work.

Within deep space, I created the first
Space Ranger suit myself.

It was constructed of alloy and
intermixed fused metals.

It became the strongest substance known
to man.

You were my first replicant.

You were created with the purpose of
protecting mankind, but the elders

proof. They wanted to see the Space
Ranger program in action, and so I sent

to the planet Moneth.

Your mission there was simple.

You were to locate and eliminate certain
marked assets.

which were nothing more than my prior
failed attempts at your very creation.

You see, as with anything worth doing,
the beginning of the Space Ranger

was humble and dangerous, but with you?

With you, I got the design perfect. Your
codec was complex and quick to adapt.

You were capable of acting as both human
and cybernetic.

You were strong, yet also manageable.

You were exactly what this universe
needed to survive threats from other

And like any creator beholding his most
wondrous device, I couldn't wait to

unleash your potential.

Wait. So there were Rangers before my
time.

Ventures.

Exiled Rangers, really.

They became captivated with this idea
that they were created as all -powerful

soldiers, and such.

Shouldn't be bound by unequal
counterparts.

Even if these were the very same beings
that created their existence.

So every Ranger before me revolted
against you.

Precisely. And you sent me in there to
what?

Kill them?

Eliminate. And Scotch? Cullen? What
about them?

As I said, you were the first.

I called you the Origin Ranger.

Your creation paved the way for the
program to exist.

Okay, so why is it that I don't remember
any of this?

It was part of your origin protocol.

We wiped your memory of any mission data
as a failsafe in case you rejected the

program as the others before you had.

All right, so why bring me here and tell
me all this?

Dakota, I know you are unhappy where you
are now.

You're spending countless hours in the
original Flux Realm, reliving happy

memories from your past on Earth.

I'm sorry for all of this, I am.

But we've come so far in ephemeral
theory.

Meaning what?

Meaning, if we could send you back in
time, would you agree to it?

And what would I get out of doing that?

You get to go back home.

Welcome, Dakota.

Where's the general?

It would be unwise for the general to
spend too much time inside of any given

flux realm.

Why is that?

Because the Terra Elders could be
watching.

Welcome. So, what is this place?

This room is called an augmented reality
chamber.

It harnesses the technology that allows
us to perform the ephemeral time leap.

Okay, so how does it work? I just travel
back into time?

Relive the past and come back and tell
you what I saw?

Exactly. Okay, and so what am I looking
for back there?

For now, you're observing only.

We need you to recall the events that
unfolded during the Origin mission.

What, I just stand there and, what,
watch myself?

Until General McGrady gives us
permission to interact with the past,

All right, let's just do this.

Wait, is this going to hurt, or...? Not
if you stay absolutely still during the

transfer. Completely still.

Got it.

Fire it up.

All right.

I'm here.

I think.

Tell me what I'm looking for.

There's a chamber ahead.

You should see a stairwell.

I see it.

Next, you should see the projection of
yourself engaged in a heated exchange

with another ranger.

Spot on. Any idea what we're arguing
about? The codec is very old, and too

complex for my system to decipher at
this time.

Run diagnostics.

Diagnostics complete. How are you
feeling, Dakota?

Like I got kicked in the nuts.

If I had nuts.

Nuts? I see. You require nourishment?

No, that's not... Never mind.

We should get you back to your home at
once.

So did you see all of that? What did it
all mean?

I recorded the data within a memory
bank.

and uploaded it to General McGrady's
secure server.

His instructions were that after the
ephemeral time jump, you be returned

to await further instruction.

Which home?

McGrady told me he'd send me back to my
real home, not that fucking farm in the

middle of nowhere.

I sense you are unhappy.

Unhappy?

My ship is ready for the trip to Second
Earth.

Dee Rizzo, what's shakin'? Don't call me
that.

Rough day?

You know I'm always down for a talk.

Yeah, well, today was different.

Different how?

McGready came to see me.

Well, technically I went to him.

What do you know about what he's calling
an ephemeral time jump?

I heard of an ephemeral flux room, but
not time jump.

From what I can recall, it's like the
space between stars.

It's there, but... You can never really
get to it.

It's kind of like the horizon on Earth.

You know, after everything that happened
the last time the Rangers were

together, don't you think it's strange
that you and Cullen aren't here?

What do you mean?

I mean, why is it that I'm stuck here
and you two still have work to do?

Well, we can call it distant observation
tower maintenance work.

Yeah, well, still.

How long have I been knowing you, D?

If there's something you want me to look
at, just say it.

There has to be consequences of going
back.

Well, sure.

Like what?

The flux from it is bio -social.

Any connection you harness with the egg
can stick permanently.

So, in theory, if you were to go back
and change anything, you could set off a

chain of events that no one saw coming.

I see. And how would you know if that
happened?

Routine.

Say you walked to a faint spot every
day.

If you were to go back and something was
different, That'd be a telltale sign

for sure.

All right, well, I need a real drink.

Thanks for the intel, Scotch. No
problem.

Thought you had it bad.

I'm on a dry planet.

I remember when those weren't there.

The trees.

The seeds.

I remember asking you if you thought
they would grow.

You said yes.

I said no.

I win.

It's the beauty of the Flux Realm.

I'm as real as you want me to be.

It's funny they tried to make this Earth
just like the old one.

Didn't take, though.

New world, same problems.

Why aren't you mad at me now?

What would being mad accomplish here?

It wouldn't erase the past.

The... What should be just simply won't
be.

Now, now there's just what is.

What happened to you?

I mean, after I left.

I lived.

I died.

I, um, I never got off Earth after it
came crashing down on us.

Did you?

I don't know if I want to know.

I met somebody.

She wasn't you.

But, um, she caught some scars, so we
made some memories.

What about you?

Was the program all you hoped it would
be?

Honestly, I don't know.

Does Scott know you spend so much time
with me?

A dead guy?

I like looking back.

That's all.

Looking back?

The path can't fill you up, Dee.

You gotta do that where you're at now.

Jax.

Hey, Dakota.

You okay?

What's with the strange look all over
your face?

Do you notice anything different about
the sky?

Hmm.

I can't say that I have, no.

So nothing's different to you?

Apart from the storm clouds?

Not really.

Have you noticed anyone around?

Like, anyone at all?

Sorry, no.

Are you sure you're okay?

I'm... I'm fine. Just let me know if you
see anyone, okay?

I sure will.

Dakota?

What are you doing here?

General McGrady wishes to speak with
you.

How did me going back change things?

I don't understand.

Don't bullshit me. I saw the sky.

Ephemeral time jump, cause and effect.

So what's changed?

Well, perhaps the General can help you
answer that question.

All right.

But I want you to take me back to Ranger
Archives first.

As you wish. My ship awaits.

Greetings, Dakota.

Archives, I want to see the files on the
Origin Space Ranger program.

Certainly.

The rogue mission.

Who all was present?

Besides yourself, two rangers and a
third entity.

And who was the entity?

Unknown. All right. The rogue rangers.
What was their mission?

Access denied.

Archives, who locked these files?

Access denied.

Archives, who created these files?

Henry McGrady.

If McGrady created these files, he's the
only one that can hide them.

Archives, I want you to back all this
data up and send an encryption package

my personal file deck.

Very well.

Encryption, password?

Scotch. Anything else?

Actually, there is.

The last time I was here, General
McGrady briefed Cullen on the Terra

That meeting was kept secret from me.
Why?

Would you like to access those memory
banks now?

Is that even possible?

I thought those files were locked.

Access granted.

Granted?

By who?

Cullen Murphy.

Archive, please play the file.

This mission.

People are afraid of themselves.

Afraid of their own reality. Their
feelings, most of all.

It doesn't even exist. I don't know.

But this mission is the last chance to
preserve a sense of peace in the Flux

Realm.

If Cassius is destroyed, and humans find
out what this place really is,

it's over.

So, Cullen knew about the Terra Elders
before any of us.

Archives, continue playing the files.

And in peace, rarely lasts very long.

They were perfect beings.

A species of perfect entities, flawless
in every way.

They lived on an ancient planet in
Andromeda.

All but three of them, that is.

That's all there are left, three elders.

So, McGrady and Cullen weren't exactly
working together.

Maybe McGrady was choosing sides and
Cullen wanted me to know.

This just isn't adding up.

Archives, save these files to the same
encryption packages.

Will there be anything else?

Not right now.

The General can answer for the rest.

Why is it that life can only be
understood backwards, yet we are forced

it forwards?

How was your trip to the archives?

Psy's internal modulator does not allow
for secrets.

Why did you lock my origin files?

Ranger, I need you to go back in and do
something for me.

Something with far -reaching
consequences.

Which is?

I need you to go back and stop the Space
Ranger program.

From ever existing.

And why would I do that?

Because it's the only way for you to go
home.

Your real home.

Alright.

How?

By destroying the person who created the
Origin Program in the first place.

You like shit.

What are you doing here?

Last time we talked, sounded like you
needed a friend.

But the elders, what about the exile?

You know I know my way around the rules.

Besides, there's something I want to
show you.

All right.

Come in.

Ready to have your mind blown?

After we talked last time, I could tell
something was up.

So, I got the treasure map out and
started digging.

Now, what I'm about to tell you, I found
on a secure transceiver, triple

encrypted, behind two firewalls.

This shit, someone made it almost
impossible to find.

Almost.

I was doing my observation rounds and I
made a detour.

Once I got in, I only had a few minutes
to download the files, but I looked into

them when I got back.

The exile?

It never existed.

I don't follow.

After we blew up the mining station, the
terror elders met with McGrady.

I'm guessing they were threatening to
wipe us off the map, but McGrady made a

deal to buy himself some time.

But in order to keep it a secret... He
exiled us to keep us from asking

questions. Exactly.

So what is he hiding?

I'm guessing the terror elders didn't
just want the three of us off planet.

They wanted the entire program wiped
clean.

Ezra got decommissioned. No one, and I
mean no one, knows where Cullen is.

So that would mean that McGrady would
have to find a way... to travel back in

time to prevent the Rangers from ever
existing.

Bingo. And get this.

McGrady had a hidden file.

Some private blockchain with a strange
name.

Origin?

How did you know that?

I told you I met with him.

Yeah, well, he had me go back through an
ephemeral time jump.

Something's changed, because the sky is
different here now.

Where'd he send you?

Back to the start of the Ranger program.

You were there?

I was the first.

The program was called... Origin.

Exactly.

Anyway, there were these rogue Rangers,
and they started a mutiny against

McGrady, and I was there.

An argument started between me and one
of the others. The fight ensued, and I

killed him.

What was the argument about?

I don't know.

McGrady had my memory wiped just in case
the mission went south and I decided to

leave the program.

You know that's a cop -out.

He wiped your memory so you wouldn't
know why you were really there.

Okay, so the Terra elders want the
Ranger program gone.

McGrady knows how to do that, but he
needs me to do it.

So what do I do?

In a theory, you do what he asks and you
save our asses.

But messing with... Time and space and
the time jump.

Those ephemeral minutes add up.

You can end up changing some shit that
you can't put back.

Like the idea that the Ranger program
was ever created?

More than that.

You and me, we could never exist.

I've got to get back.

I don't want to overstay and risk
getting spotted.

So, what do I do?

Go back.

Find out what the argument was about.

See if McGrady's on the up and up.

Maybe we can get some info to the terror
elders.

Buy ourselves some grace.

Welcome back, Dakota.

Remember, be as still as you can.

Orders are orders, Ranger.

The mission is simple. We infiltrate the
base, scan for potential threats, and

report back.

That's it.

There's no fucking way McGrady would
send us in here blind. It doesn't

There's a difference between orders and
opinions.

And yours doesn't matter. Can you not
see it? The General is going to

us to do his dirty work. We aren't
soldiers.

We're fucking software.

If you want to sabotage this mission,
you'll have to do it without me.

Now fall in line or fall off the
mission.

Fucking hell, last man standing then,
yeah? Better make it quick before the

others want in on the action.

Diagnostics. Fuck that. Why did you take
me out?

My apologies, but you seem to be
mistaken.

What is McGrady hiding?

And you're a synthetic, so I don't want
to hear the Babe in the Woods routine.

Perhaps that's a question best suited to
be asked directly to the General.

Or me.

Who the hell are you?

Eventually. But not here.

Do you know who I am?

Should I?

I've been here longer than General
McGrady, the migration to Andromeda,

Space Ranger program itself.

You're a Terra Elder.

So you're here to kill me.

Kill you? No.

That's not what we do.

We're creators.

Now, humans, they're the ones that
possess the affinity to destroy.

I was human once.

But my husband made it possible for this
future to exist.

A neuroinhibitor.

That's right.

He and son Aiden are the fathers of
space travel.

As a reward for my part in the story, I
was awarded a seat at the table.

One of three.

Okay, so how did you know how to find
me? How did you know what we were doing?

We know all.

And we see through.

See through what? Everything.

I'm not here to harm you.

I'm here to help you.

Help me.

General McGrady did make a deal with us
once the mining station was destroyed.

But it wasn't what you're thinking.

He offered the Space Ranger program as a
sacrifice.

That's why he wanted me to go back.

Cover his tracks.

But why?

His reputation.

Imagine the damage he would do to his
name if word got out that General

acted in his own best interest and not
that of the human race.

Kill the space ranger program and he
kills us too.

Clean slate.

Now, as you know, I could end this
problem with a flick of a wrist.

But that isn't what I'm going to do.

You want me to do it.

You must.

The universe requires it.

And if I fail?

When the elders must act, they do.

And we've reset civilizations before.

It's painful.

But it can be done.

All right.

I'll do it.

I'll go back and take McGrady out before
he can destroy the program. But if I

do, I want your word that no harm will
come to us.

Scotch and Colin?

They're my friends.

I tell you what.

If you can get to McGrady before he can
get to you, it can't hurt your chances.

What about Cy?

Won't he just tell McGrady that you
showed up?

Dakota?

Get me in front of the General.

The General, now?

That is your job.

Time is running out, Ranger.

I'm ready.

Something you're not telling me?

No. Just eager to get back into action.

I'm close to finding the threat in the
time jump.

I'll take him out.

That is my mission.

Very well.

Godspeed, Ranger.

I won't be long.

Fucking hell, last man standing then,
yeah?

Better make it quick before the others
want in on the action.

Give it up, McGrady. I know it's you.

You're smarter than we give you credit
for, Ranger.

You kill me, and Rangers never existed.

Maybe too smart.

Are you ready?

Jax?

You did good, Ranger.

It's time to go home.

Home? But... How did you... Who are you?

There were three of us elders.

I've been watching you for a very long
time.

Pear elders.

Home it is, yeah?

I'm ready.

But will I remember any of this when I
get back?

No.

I'm afraid not.

Your mission is now complete, Dakota.

Hold on to something.

If you can.

Brie? Brie Rollins?

Yeah.

Yeah, that's me.

Sorry.

What is it?

They don't throw me shit.

Thanks.

Have a good one.

Yeah.

How'd you know I'd be here?

You put me here, remember?

Just following the rules.

Where have you been?

Honestly, I have no clue.

Feels like I just woke up from some
strange dream.

Sounds nice.

If you say so.

Can I ask you a question?

You said you met someone?

Does me keeping you here, does that keep
you from being with her?

Funny thing about rules, they apply
everywhere.

So, me keeping you here in my flux realm
keeps you

from going to her?

That's right.

Do you want to be with her?

Should I... let you go?

That's not my choice, Dee.

Never was.

You should go.

Are you sure that's what you want?

I had my chance to be with you.

And I chose otherwise.

She had you, and she should have the
choice to have you still.

I never should have kept you here like
this.

I was greedy.

Sorry.

Don't be.

I enjoy spending time with you here.

Wait. Will I ever see you again?

Space.

It's a hell of a thing.

Who are you?

Look, you don't know me, but you did
once.

How did you get here?

I'm here to show you that all of this
turns into this.

Okay, so what does this have to do with
me?

I'll show you.