Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters except the ones I made up so please don't sue my happy ass
This is my first fan fic ever! Please give me feed back so I know if should scrap the whole idea and move on to jobs I'm better suited for …like decorative sheep shearing.
Authors Note: For the most part I left everything as normal continuity the only thing I felt the need to really change was the ages of the rangers. Who in their right mind makes a bunch of teenager's cops? So I've taken the artistic liberty of making them all adults. Just pretend that through the entire series they have all been in their 20's. The age difference between the rangers will remain the same. Sky is still the oldest and Bridge is still the youngest but lets say youngest is 21, cause there is no way in hell Bridge was only 17. I remember what 17-year-old boys look like and well….it wasn't like that. So the ages are as follows (at the start of my story) Sky: 25 Bridge: 22 Z: 22 Syd: 23 Dani: 24 is that okay for everyone? I hope so cause it's my story. Oh yeah and I'm still not sure about the whole spandex thing…maybe leather……
Chapter 1
Aside from the occasional blips and whirrs of the computers SPD was quiet. It had been a little over a month since emperor Grumm had been defeated and sent to a maximum-security prison off world. His trial was set to begin next week. He would be found guilty, no doubt, but it was the process of a fair trial that was important to distinguish them from the monsters. New Tech City was able to sleep peacefully and Officer Schuyler Tate was bored.
A tiny smirk passed by his lips. Officer Tate, it sounded good, he thought to himself. Red Ranger, it felt right. This is what he always aspired to be, what his father was. With A squad imprisoned for treason, and Jack resigned, Sky was now the leader. Too bad he had nothing to lead his team against. Not that I want another maniac out to take over the world, he pondered, but something would be better than sitting here doing nothing. Maybe it was for the best though; they were still down one ranger. When Sky had been promoted to Red, Bridge had subsequently moved up to Blue. Z had chosen to remain yellow; her reasoning that she had not gone to the academy and still had a lot to learn. And Syd? Well there was no getting her to give up the color pink. It would mean a whole new wardrobe, and well green just really wasn't her color.
Officer Tate sat at the main terminal occasionally performing scans and finding just what he expected…quiet. What could be taking Kruger so long? We need a new green ranger. It's not like there hadn't been plenty of applications, and if evil did arise Sky didn't want to be caught unprepared. They needed five. If all else to drive the runners, the megazord would look odd with one leg missing.
Officer Tate sighed I'm sure he's just making certain he finds the right cadet for the job. At least I hope it's a cadet from the academy. Someone who's been properly trained in SPD policy and procedure, fighting techniques…the law. Not that Jack and Zweren't great rangers. What bothered Sky was there lack of formal training. Kruger had them arrested for stealing and then made them RANGERS! Z had taken to it well enough. She seemed to crave the discipline that went along with being a Ranger and now knew the SPD rulebook almost as well as he did. Jack on the other hand had been wild and reckless. Often disregarding the rules all together in favor for his own ideas of how things should be done. In the end, though, it worked for him. Sky respected him greatly as a leader and a friend, although he was hard pressed not to admit that the day Jack had chosen to do charity work instead of lead SPD was one of the happiest days of Sky's life, not because Jack was gone, but because he knew that he was next in line to lead. Something he had always felt he deserved and had worked very hard to accomplish.
Sky glanced at his wrist unit, 2:45am. His watch shift was almost over. Soon one of the C squad cadets would take over and he would make his way to some much-needed sleep. Officer Tate raised his eyes to the soft whoosh of the command center doors sliding open. A young female cadet entered slowly.
He acknowledge her presence, "Good morning Cadet Swanson". Sky made it a point to remember the cadet's names.
"Good morning Officer Tate" She looked down at something on the floor that Sky could not see. A slight blush rose in her cheeks. "Anything interesting tonight sir?" she inquired.
"No it's quiet as usual. Not a reason to let down our guard however" He rose from his seat the soft glow of the computers illuminating his features.
"Yes sir "The young cadet straightened her stance and saluted.
Sky nodded in approval "as you were" he patted her shoulder as he made his way to the door "have a good shift".
"Thank you sir" she replied as the doors slid back closed Cadet Swanson allowed her body to relax and sighed "Wait until I tell the others HE touched me!"
Sky made his way to his room. That had been another perk of the promotions they all received. Each Officer was assigned their own living quarters. It's not that Bridge hadn't been a good roommate but all those little bits of computer everywhere was disconcerting not to mention the constant smell of burnt toast.
A clear picture of his bed, his pillow, and his head on it, was forming in his mind. The graveyard shift always disrupted his normally strict sleeping schedule. However he was the Red Ranger now and he considered them minor inconveniences. What was becoming a major inconvience though was the sideshow he seemed to have become to the female population at SPD.
It seemed no matter where he went a flock of girls seemed to position themselves in his path staring as he passed, either at him or the floor. The one thing he was sure of is the giggling that always seemed to be in his wake. The Red Ranger paused outside his door. Maybe it's not such a bad thing. Before he never had much time for girls and dating. Too many things to do, he had Earth to protect after all. But now with Grumm and his armies defeated maybe it was time to start looking back. He shook his head.
"Door Open" What it was time for was sleep. He could contemplate this all in the morning…
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