Author's Note: Hi all, I'm in the midst of writing another story. This just stuck in my head for a while. I don't know why though, but the thought of it just sounded right in getting started with it. In fact, I don't even know if anyone has thought of this, but I guess I'll be the first with this story. Well, enough babbling from me, hope everyone enjoys.
Disclaimer: Not mine, just the concept.
The Hardest Goodbye
So, it was said and done. The countdown to destruction was over. All villains were either destroyed or returned to their natural habitat. It was unlikely that they'd never return back to that state again. The thought of it was like a dream. A strange dream. Now, it was over with and normalcy was right around the corner.
Except for one being that restored them all - Zordon.
He was a mentor to several teenagers. He was like a father figure many looked upon at,but had the name that carried the powers each had. He hadn't forgotten any of them by name. They meant a lot to him.
His tube was destroyed and his likeliness was still like a spirit that whispered in the wind when he was given the chance to live within their hearts.
Today, the teenagers with attitude say goodbye.
Author Note: How was the prologue, like or dislike?