A Second Chance…

It was about 12 o'clock in Reefside and a lonely Kira Ford stared at the clear blue sky when she heard the door open and slam shut. A 13 year old walked in the house and went to give the former ranger a hug.

'Hi mum,' he said casually then went into the kitchen.

'Hey kid, how was school?' Kira asked her son.

'You know the usual – Maths, English, Science,' he said bored then poured the orange juice he had got out of the fridge into a glass. Kira walked to him and said,

'School is good for you. You've got to make something out of your life and be better than I was.' He smiled at her and she ruffled his hair when someone came into the kitchen.

'Hello Kira,' the man said and the smile on the other people in the room faded.

'Hey honey, are you OK?' Kira asked and moved to hug Trent. He had changed so much over the 13 years. He had become principal in Aden's school and had given up on his art. It was a shame since he was so good at it but Kira had given up getting him to take his art back.

'Hello Aden,' he then said to his son.

'Hey dad,' Aden said simply and walked into the living room with his orange juice.

'Don't walk away from me young man,' Trent began to anger and followed Aden into the living room.

'What did I do now,' Aden asked Trent and Kira could see him beginning to anger. She had had enough of this. The two of them fighting at every second and never getting peace in the house.

'You know exactly what you did! Did you tell you're mother how you walked out of class and insulted a member of staff,' Trent screamed and went to punch Aden when a hand stopped him.

'You can scream and shout all you like but you will not touch my son,' Kira said coldly.

'You know what I've had enough of this!' Aden yelled. 'You want to punch me? Punch me! You might not do it now but as soon as mum goes off somewhere you'll do it anyway,' he screamed and a gasp escaped from Kira's mouth.

'You… what did you say?' Kira asked her son directly.

'I have been punched and kicked for years and I have been an idiot to not tell anyone sooner. Your husband! My FATHER! An abusive, manipulative physco! I hate him!' he yelled and then turned to his mother and said, 'I HATE YOU!' Kira looked at her son and couldn't help the tears that fell on her face. She watched as her son stormed out of the house and was left there standing in the living room and her mind was blank. Those words repeated in her head – "I hate you" her son had said. She turned to look at the other man in the room and slapped him when she reached to where he was.

'How could you do that to my son?' she screamed.

'Why do you keep saying "my son" Kira, isn't it our son,' Trent asked his wife.

'I don't have time for this. You've been treating Aden like a punching bag because you're angry behind my back and now you don't even have the nerve to apologize for what you have. I hate you Trent Mercer!' Kira screamed and ran upstairs. Trent watched as his wife ran up the stairs with tears pouring. He began to get angry and walked out of the house to find Aden.

'Stupid boy. I told you to shut up but you went and opened you're big mouth. Now you're going to get what you deserve.'

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Aden had been sitting at the park bench for about an hour now and he was still angry. He hated Trent ever since he was six. His "dad" had never gone out with him or talked to him. Aden always wondered what it was he had done and when Trent hit him hr had taken it because he thought it was is fault but now it was enough. Father and son are meant to love each other but the two of them had nothing in common, they shared nothing. His mother had told him how he had turned like this over the years. How he used to be kind and fun. How he loved her but he didn't believe any of that. All Aden really knew about his dad was he was the former white dino thunder ranger. She had told them about their adventures together with uncle Ethan and Uncle Tommy. How they fought together. His mum in yellow, his dad in white, Ethan in blue and Tommy in red.

'You alright dude?' a stranger said causing Aden to turn around. The man was tall and had brown hair and brown eyes. He wore a red shirt, black jeans and red and black shoes and jacket. Aden looked into the man's brown eyes and couldn't shake off the fact that they were familiar.

'Yeah I'm cool,' Aden said quietly. The man sat next to Aden on the bench and looked at Aden. The boy had brown hair with blonde highlights, he had brown eyes that the man had seen before but just couldn't quite remember where. He wore the colours yellow, red and the stranger pictured his younger self.

'What's up dude?' the man asked again.

'Honestly?' Aden asked and the man in red nodded. 'Just have a couple of problems at home you know? I hate my dad. I just want to be left alone,' Aden said truthfully.

'You know I used to feel like that about my dad a long time ago but then I got over it. I found something I loved and I didn't care what anyone else thought,' the man said.

'What was it?' Aden asked and saw the confused look on the man. 'What was it that you loved?'

'Ohhh,' the man began. 'I learned how to play one of the best sports in the world and now I'm back home to find a team, coach them and help the players love the game as much as I did. I played and loved soccer in high school. I had a lot of friends that supported me in soccer but when I was playing it was just the game, and me' he said and Aden looked at him amazed. 'What?' he asked after getting the surprised look.

'I love soccer. I tried to join in school but the coach wont let me because I'm not good enough and my dad wont let me,' Aden said.

'Tell you what I'll help you out in soccer and you can go show you're coach how awesome you've become. How's that sound?' the man asked.

'Seriously?' Aden asked and when the man nodded he smiled a real smile for the first time in months or even years.

'Go home, get some sleep and meet me here tomorrow after school,' the man said and Aden nodded before getting up and starting to walk away.

'Thanks man,' Aden said just loud enough for the man to hear.

'No worries dude,' the stranger said and watched the younger man turn around after he had said this.

'Sorry I didn't catch your name,' Aden asked.

'Connor. My name is Connor McKnight,' the stranger said as he stood up, smiled at Aden and walked the other way.

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