Power Team Generation

Summary: Kimberly leaves her husband and attempts to start over again with her daughter in Angel Grove and she runs into some old friends, some not too happy to see her. And her daughter and her new friends... well, it's Angel Grove; what do you think will happen?

A/N OK, so this a new story; sorry if it will interfere with Revival of Evil but I really wanted to do this story. I cannot take full credit for this story; a lot of the credit belongs to Soaring Crane. We own nothing apart from the plot and the characters invented. So anyway, I hope you guys read this story and that you all like it!

"Mom!" yelled Tamara from the top of the stairs. She was standing in her dressing gown and slippers with her arms folded. She had a scowl on
her face. Her mother came out of the kitchen where she had been preparing pancakes for breakfast.

"Good morning to you too, my darling daughter," she said, smiling. The resemblance between the two was remarkable. It was quite obvious that the two were related. They both were both brunettes and had the same eyes. In fact, the only noticeable difference between the mother and daughter was that Kimberly Hart was quite petite and her daughter Tamara was actually quite tall.

"You have been in my room!" whined Tamara.

"Very well observed," Kimberly replied. "Am I not allowed to enter my own daughter's room? What are you hiding in there?"

"This isn't funny Mom!" Tamara said. "You were in my wardrobe and most of my clothes are missing!"

"Yes," agreed Kimberly. "They are all packed away. You do remember that we are moving soon?"

"Yeah, but not for another two weeks Mom," said Tamara.

"Yeah, that was the plan," said Kim, "But there's been a slight change in that wonderful plan. You see, my best friend Trini – the one you met at my last birthday party – is expecting a baby and she wants me in Angel Grove sooner rather than later."

"So when are we going then?" asked Tamara.

"Well, tomorrow actually," Kimberly informed her. Tamara's jaw dropped. "I was going to tell you over breakfast, but – ah! The pancakes!" Kimberly ran back into the kitchen to check on the pancakes that she had left in the pan. To her relief they weren't that badly burnt.

"But mom!" Tamara cried, coming down the stairs and following her mother into the kitchen. "We can't go tomorrow!"

"Why not?" Kimberly asked her.

"Because I have a date tomorrow," Tamara explained.

"Oh Tammie, I'm sorry honey," Kim apologised. "But it's not like San Francisco is the only city in California with nice boys. There'll be plenty more in Angel Grove."

"But it's not just any boy, mom," said Tammie. "It's Marc Scott! He's like, the most popular guy in school, and he's the captain of the football team! And he actually asked me out! Me!"

"Maybe you can arrange to go out with him tonight instead?" suggested Kimberly as she put all the pancakes on a plate and then placed them on the table.

"I can't!" said Tammie. "He's got football practice tonight."

"I'm sorry sweetie," said Kimberly. "You should've told me you had a date. Then this would never have happened. So what's the moral of the story? Always tell your mother when you are going out on a date as soon as you know and NOT at the last minute."

"Yeah yeah," said Tamara. "Sorry mom."

"I'm sorry too, but it was totally a last minute thing," said Kim. "Now eat your pancakes and get ready. You don't want to be late for your last day of school in San Francisco."

Tamara did as her mother told her and then ran upstairs to get ready for school. Kimberly poured herself a cup of coffee and sat down again. She sighed. It had been a hard year for her. She had been married to David Sanders for a very long time. She began to think. She had broken up with Tommy so she could be with him, and then ended up marrying him when she got back to Florida after that karate thing to raise money for the children's shelter. Kimberly sighed. She had filed for divorce recently after splitting from Dave a few months ago. It just wasn't working out any more. In fact, if she was truly honest with herself, it wasn't working out for a long time.

Tamara bounded down the stairs wearing a pink hoodie and a white t-shirt underneath and a pair of blue jeans. "It's raining," she said, interrupting her mother's thoughts.

"Hmm?" asked Kimberly, turning her head to look at her daughter.

"Can you drive me?" asked Tammie.

"I would sweetie," said Kimberly. "But the car still isn't fixed."

"Aw man!" said Tamara. "But the bus has already left."

"I'm sorry sweetie," said Kim. "Maybe you can ring one of your friends?"

"They all take the bus!" said Tamara.

Kim sighed. "If you really want to..." she said. "You could call your father."

"Ok," said Tamara with a smile on her face as she skipped over to the phone to call her dad. Kimberly watched as Tamara spoke to her father on the phone and then put it down.

"Well?" said Kimberly.

"He'll be here in five minutes," said Tammie. "I'm going to go up to brush my teeth."

As soon as Tamara had left to go upstairs the phone rang. Kimberly answered it and was happy to hear a friendly voice. "Hey Trini," she said. "How are you doing?"

"Great, I can't wait till you come back to Angel Grove," said Trini.

"Me too," said Kim. "The sooner I get away from here, the better." She waved at Tammie as she went out the door after a beep was heard from outside.

"Well, I was just checking to see if you had disconnected your phone yet, but I am glad that you haven't. Did you tell Tamara about the change of plan?"

"Yeah, this morning," said Kimberly. "She didn't take it too well. She has a date tomorrow night with some popular guy and now she can't go."

"Oh to be a teenager again..."

"Anyway, I kind of know a little about this guy. He's got a bit of a reputation."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, let's just say that I am quite happy that Tammie will not be going out with Marc Scott."

"Hmmm. Well, I don't think anyone would wanna mess with your daughter Kim, not if they knew what you would do to them when you found out!"

"Precisely!" said Kim, laughing. "Anyway, I have got to go and finish packing up if I want to get to Angel Grove tomorrow."

"Ok, then me and my baby will see you tomorrow!"

"Bye!" said Kimberly, hanging up. She couldn't wait to see Trini. The unfortunate thing was that Jason still wasn't talking to her. Or Adam and Rocky. And definitely not Tommy. After she married Dave, they had completely fallen out with each other. She was thinking of this when the doorbell rang.

"Who could that be?" she asked herself. She answered the door and immediately tried to shut it again, but Dave Sanders had put his foot in the door so she couldn't. "What do you want?" she asked, letting him in at last.

"Tammy just told me that you are planning to move to Angel Grove tomorrow," he said, shutting the door behind him. "And I was just wondering when you were planning on telling me."

"Well, I thought that I would let Tammy tell you, since I just decided it this morning," Kimberly replied.

"Why are you doing this?" asked Dave. "What we had – what we have – it's something special."

"Really?" asked Kimberly. "From what I recall, I put up with you for about fifteen years and you did nothing but ignore me and betray me! You think that you can get whatever you want just because you have a lot of money."

"You are exaggerating," said Dave. "I had a one night stand with someone once, and that was years ago. And I did not ignore you Kimberly. I loved you. And I still do, Beautiful."

"Don't call me that!" Kim yelled. "Tamara and I are moving to Angel Grove whether you like it or not."

"Look, I know I can't stop you from leaving, but please don't take my little girl away from me."

"You mean your fifteen year old daughter who you haven't bothered to contact in weeks?" asked Kimberly.

"Well, I've been busy," said David.

"You always are Dave," said Kimberly. "I gave up the Olympics so I could look after my baby, because her daddy was always too busy to do anything. In fact, I gave up a lot of things to try and make this marriage work, but you didn't. You still work at that stupid company twenty-four-seven. So I don't think I will leave my daughter here with you, just so you can get bored with her and start ignoring her."

"That," said Dave. "That was harsh."

"Look, I'm not saying that you can never see her again," said Kim. "I couldn't do that to Tammy. So you can just come and visit her in Angel Grove when you're not busy. Not even you could be busy forever. And I know that was harsh, but it was the truth. And you know it."

Dave sighed and looked at his soon to be ex-wife. "I love you Kimberly," he said. "And I know that I didn't show it as often as I should have. I'm sorry. And I'm sorry that we couldn't make this work."

"Yeah," said Kim, nodding. "Me too."

Dave Sanders ran a hand through his short sandy coloured hair before looking at his gold wristwatch. "I have to go," he said.

"Now there's a surprise," said Kimberly. She watched as her husband opened the door and walked towards his black Porsche. She slammed the door after him.

Angel Grove High

"Hey Parker!" shouted Joe Andrews, running through the corridor. Parker Addams looked up from the book he was reading to see Joe running towards him.

"No running in the corridors Joe," said a now quite elderly Mr Kaplan.

"Sorry!" he cried as he stopped in front of Parker.

"What's up?" asked Parker.

"We got this new soccer coach," said Joe, trying to catch his breath. "Mr McKnight, and he's holding try outs. I really wanna go, but I don't want to go on my own!"

"Since when did you want to play soccer?" asked Parker. He looked at the boy with the short brown hair and the blue sweater with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Since yesterday!" said Joe. Parker gave him another look. "OK, fine, you got me; this morning. Since this morning."

"And you'll probably change your mind tomorrow morning and want to join the basketball team or something," Parker chuckled.

"Been there, done that," said Joe. The two boys laughed as the bell rang. "We should probably get to class," said Joe.

"Look behind you," sighed Parker. Joe did as his friend told him and looked to see that they were standing right outside their math classroom. "Oh…" he said as Parker shook his head and went back to reading his book.

"Will you still come to the tryouts with me?" asked Joe.

"Fine," said Parker. "But you better not change your mind."

"I won't, I promise!" said Joe, grinning.

"Sorry," someone said as they ran past, accidentally pushing Joe into the wall.

"Ouch!" he said, rubbing his arm. "Someone's in a hurry. Anyways, where was I? Oh yeah, thank you! You really are the best friend a guy could have!"

"Well, I should hope so," agreed Parker, grinning. He zipped up his green hoodie and shoved his book back in his backpack.

"Hey, what country did you say your family were from again?" asked Joe.

"Both of my parents are from Japan, and you have known that for ages!" said Parker.

"Yeah, but you know me; Mr Forgetful and all," Joe said. "Anyway, I think we should do Japan for our geography project then, since your parents are from there."

"Hey that's actually a good idea Joe," said Parker.

"Why the tone of surprise?" asked Joe. "And how come you've got curly hair? No one else in your family does."

"How am I supposed to know that? You ask really weird questions sometimes. And my hair isn't that curly."

"That's because it's too short," Joe pointed out. Their math teacher came and the two sixteen year olds entered the classroom along with the rest of their class.

Elsewhere in Angel Grove High
Ryan Cameron was running through the corridors of his high school, trying to make it to class on time. He had spent too long talking to a friend of his and now he was late again. He ran into his English class. "How nice of you to join us Ryan," his teacher said. "That's the third time you have been late this week. You have detention after school tomorrow as well as today."

"Yes ma'am," he said, quite annoyed that he had still arrived late to class after running the whole way, bumping into a lot of people on the way. He sat down in his seat and took out his books.

Later in San Francisco
"Mom!" called Tamara as she came in from school. "I'm home!"

"Hey sweetie," said Kimberly as she came out of the kitchen jiggling car keys in her hands. "Guess what? The car's fixed."

"Why is there nothing in our house?" asked Tamara. "Don't tell me we are going today instead!"

"That's right kiddo!" said Kim. "The car wasn't supposed to be ready till the morning, but it was fixed today. We can go to Angel Grove right now!"

"Who are you and what did you do to my mother?" asked Tamara.

"Don't be silly Tammy," said Kim. "Now let's go!"

"Can I get something to eat first?" Tamara asked.

"Oh," said Kim. "Sure kiddo! We'll grab a McDonalds on the way!"

"And now you want to get junk food?" said Tamara in disbelief. "What the hell happened to you?"

"Come on!" said Kimberly. "The sooner we get there the better!"

A/N So what do guys think? I really like getting feedback, so can you please review and tell me what you think? Also, please point out any mistakes in spelling or grammar because I was tired when I was editing this. So please make me very happy and click 'review', otherwise I will be sad and I can't write when I'm sad and then people get frustrated, including me, so how to avoid all that? REVIEW! 2 weeks off for Easter! Unless you're in Scotland; then you've already had your two weeks off. And maybe somewhere else that I don't know about already had their break too...