By Superpower37
Disclaimers: I don't own Tommy or anything related to the Power Rangers.
Author's note: Wow! I just came up with this story today!
Chapter 1: What?
My name is Terry Almonta. I discovered that I was adopted as a baby when I was 18. My parents had sighed and walked away when I asked them about it. I decided that I wanted to get more information on my birth parents. I went to the local adoption center and asked them for my adoption papers. They willingly handed them to me.
"Here you go Terry" my mom's best friend said. She was the reason that I found out that I was adopted.
"Thanks" I said smiling.
"No problem" she said leaving the conference room. I looked at the files. It said that my mother was about fifty when she had me. I also had a big brother that was twenty years older than me. It said that his name was Tommy Oliver and it showed his current address. I wrote it down. When I got back to my house I wrote a letter and sent it to him. My phone rang.
"Hello" I asked. A male voice answered.
"Hello, this is Tommy Oliver speaking. Is Terry Almonta there" he asked.
"She's speaking" I said.
"Terry? As soon as I got the letter, I called my parents and asked them. They told me about you" Tommy said "I'd like to meet you in person some time".
"Well, I'm about ten minutes away. I can get on a bus and go to your house" I said.
"A bus? Why use a bus? After all, I can drive" he said jokingly.
"Funny guy" I retorted.
"So, pick you up in ten" he asked.
"I guess, but my dad will want to meet you first" I told him nervously.
"I want to meet him too. He's the guy who took care of my little sister" Tommy said laughing. We hung up and ten minutes later, a car stopped in front of my house. He looked so much like me. He had my brown eyes, my black hair, and (strangely) my face.
"Let me guess, your Thomas Oliver" I asked smiling a little.
"I prefer to be called Tommy though and yes" he said.
"Who's there Terry" my dad asked. He came over to where me and Tommy were.
"My big brother" I said. When I saw his face, he had an evil look in his eyes.
"GET AWAY FROM HER" he growled. He punched Tommy in the jaw. I stood there and stared at him. My dad was not that kind of guy to punch a total stranger without a reason.
"Dad, what was that all about" I asked.
"You're all ours and you're never going back to that family" he yelled at me. I gawked at him. He reached out and began to pull me behind him roughly. I struggled to get away.
"Let me go! My parents trusted you guys to take good care of me and now you say that I can't go back and see my birth family" I yelled yanking at my arm. A fist whizzed by my head and my "dad" fell to the ground.
"Some parents you have here Terry" Tommy growled. I pulled me to the car.
"What are we going to do about them" I asked.
"We're going to the police station" Tommy said. An hour later, my "parents" were in jail and Tommy had been granted permission to take me to his house to take care of me. This was going to be the best day of my life. Or so I thought.
TBC…...
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