Power Rangers RPM: Passed On Power

A/N: I'm finally making some new characters! Yay! My disclaimer is the usual. I don't own anything Super Sentai related, Power Rangers, Final Fantasy, nothing except my original characters and my ideas.

Summary: Gem and Gemma's comrade, Mikey, is going to school. He goes in and turns heads by doing something he'll probably regret for the rest of his High School life.

By: TheOtherMe1994

Pairing(s): Going to be a whole lot. Come back many times to see who's in a relationship.

Prologue

Ring, Ring, Ring! 7:00 AM. The Alarm went off. But, it wasn't the Venjix alarm... newcomer Mikey is getting ready to go to Corinth City High School as a Sophomore. Even though he didn't want to wake up, he had to or else...

"Mikey!" A distinct voice yelled out. The person then entered the room with another person.

"Time to wake up..."

"And go to..." Another voice said.

"School!" The both of them said.

"Gem, Gemma, five more minutes, please!" Mikey groaned, holding his pillow, wanting to go back to sleep.

"Nope!" Gem said. "You are going to..."

"Get up, take a shower..." Gemma continuing on.

"Eat breakfast..."

"And Dillon will drop you off at school." What was unexpected was that Gem and Gemma grabbed Mikey's mattress and it made Jay fall on the floor with a huge thud.

"Okay. Okay. I'm up. Lemme just take a shower and get dressed and I'll be down." Mikey said in his morning fashion way of timidly opening his eyes, grabbing his robe, and stumbling out his room to the bathroom so he can take a shower.

"Good morning, Mikey!" Ziggy said to him, making Mikey wake up and get all cranky.

"Good morning, Ziggy." Mikey said waving at him. He then entered the bathroom and then the water ran and began taking his shower.

"Ahh, High School." Flynn said drinking a cup of coffee, "Brings back memories."

"What?" Summer said to him. "You were the popular one in High School?"

"Yeah!" He then whispered, "Most likely to live with their parents until 30." while drinking his coffee. "How about you, Summer?"

"Most stuck-up." Summer said. The group laughed at this. "What? My parents were rich! I got sucked into the 'living the Hollywood' life." She then looked at Scott. "How about you, Scott? What were you like in High School?"

"Most likely to be leader in the army." Scott said. "That's probably what you get when your dad was also a Commander in the Army. How about you guys?" He asked Ziggy, Dillon, Gem, Gemma, and Dr. K.

"Amnesia." Dillon said.

"Homeschooled." Ziggy replied.

"Alphabet Soup." Gem, Gemma, and Dr. K said at the same time.

"Oh, yeah!" Flynn said. "So, Mikey's the next person to go to High School, huh? Just look at him! It seems like it was only a couple months that he came here."

"Uh... Flynn?" Ziggy said, "It was two months ago."

"Yeah, but c'mon! He's like a little brother to me! I mean this dude came into our lives suddenly and it feels like he's part of the team already!"

"Hey, it took..." Gem said.

"Time," Gemma finishing. "And I seem to recall that he helped us kick some..."

"Venjix butt! He doesn't seem..."

"To lose his touch."

"Yeah, he didn't..." Ziggy said. He still couldn't get used to the whole thing of Gem and Gemma finishing each other's sentences.

"Can you please stop talking like that?" Dillon said to the brother and sister, telling like it is.

"Like..." Gem said.

"What?" Gemma finished.

Fifteen minutes later, Mikey got out of the shower and went to his room to get dressed. He completely ignored his friends saying, 'Good Morning!' or 'Get ready soon.' and, 'You're going to be late.' After about twelve minutes, Mikey got out of his room fully dressed and with his backpack. He was wearing a cool designed button down black shirt, with a regular T-Shirt under, jeans, and his old sneakers he had ever since he came to Corinth.

"So..." Mikey asked the group, "how do I look?"

"Badass." Gemma said as Mikey was going down the stairs.

"Thanks, Gemma." Mikey said as he grabbed a bowl and some milk. He got the cereal, poured it in the bowl, and added the milk. He then sat down by Ziggy and Summer. The group looked at him, like he was doing some experiment.

"What?" Mikey said with a mouthful of cereal in his mouth, "I'm eating! See?" He then got a spoonful of his cereal and ate it in front of them, "It doesn't take a rocket scientist to know that!"

"Sorry, Mikey. It's just that... you're going into high school and you got another priority in your hands, and I'm afraid tha-" Scott said before he got interrupted by Mikey.

"Scott, I can handle the responsibilities of being part of Project Ranger and yet handle the normal life of being a teenager and go to high school." Mikey said eating his cereal.

"Scott," Ziggy said, "Mikey's right. If he says he can handle it, he can handle it."

"Thank you, Ziggy." Mikey said.

"So," Ziggy said, "are you nervous?"

"Uhh..." Mikey stuttered.

"Remember, don't do drugs, never give into peer pressure, and do what the teachers say." Summer 'reminding' Mikey.

"And do not accept any 'hall passes' from teenagers. It doesn't work." Scott said. It was like he was five years old again and was taught this all over again. Mikey was eating his cereal until he was done with it, leaving the milk. And when he was done, he almost flipped his lid.

"Guys!" He said standing up. "I know this! I'm not 'challenged'. Can I please eat me breakfast in peace? God, as if this morning can't get any weirder." He said, then he sat down on his chair.

"Sorry, Mikey." Summer and Scott said to him.

"Thank you." Mikey said then drinking the milk from his bowl and then putting it in the sink.

"Don't worry." Gem said. "It's my turn to wash the dishes. Besides..."

"You'll be late for school!" Gemma finished. Then Mikey looked at the clock. 7:40 AM.

"Crap!" Mikey exclaimed, "I'm going to be late!" He then started hurrying up and then grabbing some of his books.

"Wait, Mikey!" Flynn said. He then gave him a brown paper bag. "Your lunch. I made it."

"Thanks, Flynn?" He said in a questionable tone grabbing the lunch bag. He then started running out the door trying to get to the bus stop.

"Uh... hold on." Dillon stopped in Mikey's path, "Where are you going?"

"Bus stop. It's coming in about 3 minutes."

"Oh, no, you're not. I'm dropping you off."

"What? I mean," He confusedly said to Dillon, then he turned his head toward the group and said, "What?"

"House rules." Dillon said. "It's my turn first."

"Oh." Mikey said, "Then I can't wait to get my license then." he whispered.

"Bye, Mikey!" The group said in their own way as Dillon and Mikey were going to Dillon's car.

"Is it just me, or is the whole group just creeping you out?" Mikey asking Dillon the question.

"They always do." Dillon said as they were getting inside the car. Then he started the car and revved on out the garage.

"Aww, look at Mikey..." Gemma said while they were driving out.

"Grown up and going to High School..." Gem completing the sentence. Then the twins both looked at each other and then they cried hysterically hugging each other. It seemed as if three years ago, he had joined the team of Gem and Gemma.

In the car, Dillon was driving as Mikey was reading a book called The Freedom Writers Diary. Dillon took a glimpse at his reading and sighed.

"Don't you ever get tired of reading?" Dillon asked.

"Uh..." Mikey trying to think of an answer since he was so into the book, "no, I don't. You see, Dillon, all I know is that I'm probably going to be a weirdo once I get inside the High School. I gotta get myself a good reputation so I can actually survive the battlefield of what is High School."

"Don't say that. You'll probably do a good job, I mean, you're part of us so you know we got your back." Dillon trying to get some sense into him.

"Thanks, Dillon." Mikey thanked. "Uh, turn right here and it'll be straightaway." He giving Dillon directions to the High School.

"So, what does reading do with your reputation?" Dillon asked.

"Well, it doesn't. Whenever, I would feel a little nervous, I would read like a passage of a book and pretend like I was there. Its really a stress reliever."

"Give me the book." Dillon imperatively said to Mikey as he was unwrapping a lollipop and put it in his mouth as they arrived to the High School. Mikey gave the book to him, got out and closed the door.

"Keep it. I've got others back at home."

"Thanks. So, I'll pick you up around... three?"

"Hmm..." Mikey said, "I think I'll walk."

"Walk? Mikey, what about Grinders and Venjix?"

"Dillon, I can handle it. I've gotten training from Gem and Gemma. I'll take the walk. I'll be home by four, four-thirty tops."

"Alright. Be careful out there." Dillon said.

"I will." Then Dillon drove on out of the parking spot and went driving back to the garage. Then Mikey began turning back and looked at the school. He looked at Dillon's watch that he gave to him as some sort of Good Luck charm for his first day. He opened it as the song played. It's 7:49 in the morning. He sighed and went inside the school.

Okay, so long story short, the first four periods went by as a breeze. Met some cool people and befriended them, got homework, proved his excellence in Chemistry, and got awkward silence when the class saw him do the work on the board. Mikey sighed again as the bell rang.

Fifth and Sixth were a drag… I mean, Journalism and Honors Geometry were an easy A for Mikey, but it was hard for him to open his eyes. He always looked at the clock for the bell would ring. After sixth period, the bell rang and Mikey was on his way to his favorite subject… lunch.

He was on his way to seventh period. That was when his life would change. He entered the cafeteria and tried to find an empty seat. He sat down with a bunch of teenagers he didn't know. All he could do is to wave and meekly say, "Hi." To the group.

"Hello! Are you new?" The girl said.

"Yeah, I am." Mikey said. "My… uhh… Guardians insisted of High School since they couldn't handle homeschooling."

"Homeschooled?" The teenage dude next to the girl said, "You mean you're a…"

"No, dude, I'm not a hillbilly. I'm a City Person." Mikey replied. The group around him laughed.

"Y'know what! I like this dude!" The dude next to Mikey said, "I'm Sam."

"Mikey."

"Hello." The dude said next to Sam, "I'm David."

"Jaime." The dude next to David said. "I like to goof off and stuff."

"I'm Tiffany." She said next to Jaime.

"So, you guys sound cool." Mikey said. "Do anything around here?"

"Yeah!" Sam said, "We're part of a club."

"Well, what club?" Mikey said. And as a show stopper, a group of Jocks grabbed Sam, by the back of his shirt, as he was going to say something and made him stand up.

"Where you going, Venjix-Cronie?" said a jock pushing him.

"Nowhere, Johnny. I'm not." Sam said. He was a big dude, but he had a good heart. Like a gentle giant sort of.

"Well you know where you're going?" Johnny said. "The scrapheap. It's where you belong."

"Stop it, Johnny!" Tiffany said approaching him and so did the rest of the group.

"Shut the fuck up, you stupid bitch!"

"Motherfucker." Tiffany then bitch-slapped Johnny. "You never talk to me like that."

"Well, you are. Slut too!"

"Hey," Jaime said to Johnny. "You don't talk to her like th-" he said until one of Johnny's cronies took care of the problem and shoved Jaime and David until they fell down.

"What the hell, Johnny!?" Tiffany said. "You don't hurt my friends like that! You're a real asshole you know that!?"

"Yeah, how about you, nothing more than a two-bit bitch and a slut who just wanted me for a good reputation."

"Hey, you never talk to me about that!" Tiffany then yelled as she was about to slap Johnny again. Unfortunately for her, Johnny grabbed her wrist and punched her in the chest and shoved her down to the floor.

"Hey, douchebag!" Mikey yelled at Johnny, "You don't do that to a girl!"

"So what?" Johnny said in a douchebag way, "If she wants to fight with the boys, we treat her like a boy."

"A boy?" Mikey said, "All I see in this group of 'jocks', is nothing more than douchebags and cowards."

"What did you say, you little faggot?"

"Oh, faggot. So, I'm a faggot now? How quick did you think of that insult? Two years? Besides, assholes like you are just a bunch of… white... trash."

Johnny then attempted to punch him put Mikey stopped his fist with his hand. He then used his other hand to punch him in the eye. Mikey only rocked his head backward. He was getting a black eye, but he acted like he didn't notice.

"Wow, one punch. You've finally grown a mangina, didn't you?" Mikey said. He then got Johnny in an arm lock and pushed him away as two jocks were charging after him. He then dodged it and pushed one of them on the ground and then pushed the other one towards the jock, making him fall down and landing on top of each other.

Another jock charged against him and then Mikey got him in an impossible to get out of armlock with one hand. Mikey then gave him a Wet Willy and left him on the ground.

Another one attempted to punch him, but Mikey parried and got him into a reversal and did the Laughter Pressure Point with his thumb and jabbing it in his neck. It got the jock to laugh uncontrollably and Mikey left him laughing until he fell down.

Johnny then charged again, throwing some jabs, but Mikey was dodging them like it was boxing practice. He then punched Johnny in the stomach, making him fall down to the ground.

"Never touch a girl like that." Mikey said to Johnny. He then got everyone to get up on their feet. Especially Tiffany.

"C'mon Tiff." Getting her up back on her feet. "You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Thank you." Tiffany said.

"Yeah," Sam said, "Thank you for helping us."

"Excuse me!" The Vice Principal said. "Can I see the five of you?" The whole cafeteria oohed as they were walking out.

"Yeah. Hope you guys get expelled!" Johnny said.

"Yeah," Mikey said turning back and talking to him, "and I think your reputation has plummeted down from… low life jock, to low life asshole who hits girls. You're lucky she isn't pressing charges." Mikey then turned back and met up with his friends, leaving the scene.

At the principal's office, the group was getting a lecture like ever.

"I hearby suspend all of you. For five days." The Principal said.

"What?" Sam pissed off said, "They started the fight! We just did self-defense. They did all the offense stuff."

"All in all, you guys were in a fight. And don't worry, we'll punish them." The principal said.

"Well, how?" Jaime said. "Suspend them by not playing any games?"

"Jaime, the school needs funding from everywhere and the Athletics Department is the only thing to get funding. We need to pull some strings."

"Huh?" Mikey said. "Principal Norman, that's just showing that the Jocks rule the school and all of that. Why can't we get a chance and show the others what we ca-" He was saying this until he got cut off by Principal Norman.

"Mikey, I've had enough of your antics. It's your first day and I'm already suspending you for fighting. You're punishment is way worse than these four. You're suspended for ten days and on academic probation."

"Principal Norman," Tiffany said. "This is just unfair."

"Well, life is not fair, Tiffany."

"Well, your life is going to get worse." Tiffany said, "If you suspend us right now, then I have the right to report to my father, Second in Command, Corporal Hicks. Now, if I'm telling that a jock had hit me and you let him go with a slap on the wrist, then the army will be involved."

"Yeah," Mikey said, "We'll slap you with so many injustices that you'll be in jail for corruption and not keeping the peace."

"It seems like you have no choice, Principal Norman," David said, "If the Jocks and the Athletic Department are manipulating you then, us and the Army are telling you to lighten the deal of our punishment."

"So," Tiffany said, "What's you're decision? Jail or keeping the peace?"

Principal Norman sighed deeply, "Okay, fine. I'll lighten the punishment. Two months detention."

"Deal." Tiffany said.

"Okay, Mr. Fernandez will host detention for the five of you. Secluded detention."

"That's completely fine. And Mikey gets a free pass since he's new and stuff." Jaime said.

"Alright. After School, detention. Now, go back to your classes."

"Okay, thanks, Principal Norman." Mikey said as the group headed out and went to the hall.

"Hey," Mikey said, "Thank you guys so much… I mean… I never had people my age defend me and help me."

"Hey," Sam said, "We should be thanking you. You basically got the Jocks off our backs!"

"Yeah," David said, "Besides, that's what friends are for!"

"Friends?" Mikey said.

"Friends, Mikey." Jaime said. "When you have our back, we have yours."

Then Tiffany approached Mikey. She sighed deeply before she talked. "I've never had someone defend me like that before. Thank you." She then hugged Mikey.

"No problem. I… just hate it when stuck-up dudes act like their the shit and bully others." Mikey said.

"What's your next class?" Tiffany asked.

"Uh… Art. With Mr. Fernandez."

"Hey! We have that too right now!" Sam said. "Study hall after?"

Mikey then looked at his schedule. "Uh… yeah! That's weird."

"Yeah, it might be," Jaime said, "but thank god we have these classes all together!"

"C'mon," David said, "Let's go. But, first, let's get you an ice pack for that eye."

"Thanks." Mikey said.

Then the group of friends headed to the Nurse's office and got Mikey an ice pack. Then they went to Art Class and Study Hall. Then Detention ran its course. Mr. Fernandez was already in the room.

"Okay, so… what happened?" Mr. Fernandez said.

"Sorry, Mr. F," Sam said, "We got in a fight."

"Yeah, and Mikey totally kicked their asses!" Jaime said. "You should've seen him, he was like, BOOM! And Pow!"

"Yeah, he was awesome." David said, "might be Red Ranger material."

"Red Ranger?" Mikey questionably asked.

"Oh, yeah!" Tiffany said. "We forgot! Our club!"

"Yeah!" Sam said excitedly, "We're part of the R.A.C."

"R.A.C.?" Mikey said questionably.

"The Ranger Appreciation Club." Tiffany said. "Apparently no one remembers that previous Rangers of different years also saved the world."

"Oh, yeah." Mikey said, "The Mighty Morphin' Power Rangers were the first and then with the Corinth City RPM Rangers."

"Who was your favorite, Mikey?" David asked.

"Duh, the Dino Thunder Rangers. I mean, c'mon. Dinosaurs, trying to survive high school, and two words. Tommy Oliver." Mikey said as Mr. Fernandez chuckled.

"Oh, yeah, we forgot!" Jaime said, "Mr. Fernandez was also a Power Ranger! The white Dino Ranger."

"Seriously?" Mikey said. "Wow. Mr. Fernandez… a Power Ranger… I'm honored!"

"Please, don't grovel. Just join the R.A.C. and I'll handle the detention thing." Mr. Fernandez said.

"Sure!" Mikey said. "I mean, if it's alright with you guys…" he said to the rest of the group.

"Welcome aboard!" David said.

"Thank you for joining the club!" Jaime said.

"Yeah, we haven't seen anyone join the club since, well… we started it." Sam said.

"Well, we've changed it. I've joined." Mikey said.

"Ooh! Now we're finally a Power Ranger team! The Five of us and Mr. Fernandez!" Tiffany squealed happily. Mr. Fernandez nodded happily and chuckled.

"Now, I call the yellow ranger." Tiffany said.

"Red Ranger for me!" David said.

"Blue is cool!" Sam said.

"Green for me!" Jaime said.

"Hello!? Black Ranger's the coolest! I call him!" Mikey said.

"Yeah," Mr. Fernandez said, "and I'm the white ranger."

The whole group laughed and kept on talking and talking even after school was over. They used their Study Hall time as their detention since Trent was already their teacher for the last two periods. But they didn't mind at all and just kept on talking and went to a smoothie shop that Sam's Dad had created. They kept on talking about Power Rangers and other random stuff while drinking their own concoction of a smoothie. Mr. Fernandez had already left after school because he had to take care of his daughter, Rose, with his wife, Kira.

Back at the shop, Mikey was still talking to his friends until he completely forgot about something…

"What time is it?" Mikey asked.

"Like five forty-two." Jaime said.

Then Mikey's face shot up in shock. "Oh, crap!" he yelled.

"Why? What's wrong?" Tiffany said.

"I said to my brother I would come home at like four thirty. Shit, I'm screwed."

"So what? You're an hour late." David said.

"Obviously, you don't know my family."

"Okay, let's go guys!" Sam said grabbing his keys. The group got out of the shop and went to Sam's car. Everyone except for Mikey had their Driver's license. Sam got in the car and started it as the others fastened their seatbelts.

"Okay, show me the way, Mikey." Sam said.

"It's better if you let me drive." Mikey said.

"I'm trusting you with my car. If you hurt it, I will hurt you." Said Sam warning him.

"Okay." Then Sam and Mikey switched seats. Now Mikey was driving. He knew how to drive hands down, all he needed was that damned license that would make him street legal.

"Okay. You guys ready?" Mikey asked the others. The others nodded and Mikey revved up the car. He stepped on the gas and started driving. In less than a minute, he went from zero to fifty an hour trying to get home. Eventually they got to the main street, by the garage, without having any cops notice them.

"Okay, I got to go now." Mikey said grabbing his backpack out of Sam's jeep and drove to the other side of the car. "It was nice making friends with you guys."

"Hey, we'll see you tomorrow." Jaime said.

"You betcha!"

"Now, go!" Tiffany said. Mikey then nodded and crossed the street.

"Yeah, don't fall down while on the way!" David said as he reached the opposite part of the street. Mikey then waved bye as they were driving. He was standing next to a corner house, fooling them that he actually lived in a garage, warehouse-type thing.

"Good evening, Mrs. Periwinkle!" Mikey said to the woman sitting on the porch of the corner house.

"Good evening, Mikey! Now go! The others will be worried sick about you!" Mrs. P said.

"Thanks, Mrs. P!" Mikey said as he ran to the alley next to the house until he reached the entrance of the Garage. There was a hand scan thing that would act as a key.

Then a keypad showed. Mikey then sighed, "They should really get me a key." Mikey then typed in 42135 and the door opened.

Mikey entered as silent as he can get. He put on sunglasses so the Rangers wouldn't know that he was in a fight. He closed the door in a silent way and breathed in relief. He then turned back as the group of Rangers just looked at him. Mikey then sighed in disgust, thinking it was mission not accomplished.

"Hi." Said innocent Mikey turning on his Asian cute charm.

"It's not going to work…" Gem said.

"Mikey. We were worried about you!" Gemma said.

"Most importantly," Summer said, "Where were you?"

"I made some friends at school and we hung out at my friend's Sam's smoothie shop."

"Yeah," Flynn said approaching Mikey, "And what's up with the sunglasses?" He was about to grab them until Mikey walked away.

"Uhm… you know how the lights are when it's uh…" Looking at the clock, "Six in the evening as the sun is setting…" Lying. And a bad liar at that.

"I don't think so." Ziggy said, "You're hiding something!"

"No way, Ziggy. I'm not hiding anythi-" Mikey said until Dillon took off his sunglasses. Then they gazed at the black eye of Mikey.

"Whoa…" Scott said, "Mikey, you got in a fight?"

"Yeah, I did…" Mikey said. The group was disappointed in him. He wouldn't definitely get in a fight, and yet he did, "Hey! This asshole-"

"Language!" Gem said.

"Sorry. This douchebag was hurting my friend and then hit Tiffany and started this whole fight."

"And you got in it?" Summer said, "Mikey, haven't we've told you that don't get in fights or else you're in a lot of trouble?"

"Well, standing there is doing nothing! I had to do something! He hit a girl! And he totally deserved it!"

"Yeah, at what cost? You've could've gotten suspended or already expelled, man!" Flynn said. "Wait… you didn't get expelled right?"

"No, Flynn. I just got two months detention, academic probation, and I had to join a club."

"What club?" Gemma said.

"The R.A.C."

"R.A.C.?" Ziggy said.

"Ranger Appreciation Club."

"Whoa! We actually have a club dedicated to us! How cool is that!?" Ziggy excitedly said.

"Ziggy, shut up." Dillon said. "How about the douchebags that you fought? Got the same punishment?"

"No…" Mikey twitched in anger, "just a slap on the wrist thing by sitting out on like two weeks of games."

"What? That's not fair!" Summer said.

"Well, Summer," Mikey said. "Life isn't fair. I guess when you're a jock means you get special treatment. Can we eat? I'm starving."

"S-Sure." Scott said. "But first, an ice pack for your eye."

"Thanks, Scott." Then the group except for Dillon headed to the kitchen and sat down on a dinner table.

Mikey just stood there realizing what he had done his whole day. He just stood there in place in shock, until Dillon approached him and the others looked at Mikey.

"What's wrong, Mikey?" Dillon said.

"I don't know… I just had a feeling that my high school life is going to get fucked up because I just humiliated the top jock at school." Mikey said.

"Don't worry about it. With us and your new friends at school, you can get through the whole thing." Dillon said.

"Whoa, what happened and what did you do to the old bad boy Dillon?" Mikey said.

Dillon chuckled and said, "Don't push it, Mikey."

Mikey chuckled as he and Dillon met up to the others and then sat down and ate dinner.