Cars rose and were thrown, a tree was uprooted before being tossed into the air, twin spires of energy shot through the vacant town of Auburn, located in the county of Geauga, Ohio and howls of pain were heard far and wide as each item struck the monster standing in the road that had grown as tall as a skyscraper. The monster was almost fully blue in color except for the medallions on his torso, the gold collar-bone and gold groin cup and his head which was fully gold except for the areas around his eyes. He stood fifty feet high and looked menacing, and although he was a very powerful monster he was being driven back. A piece of the sidewalk was ripped from the ground and thrown at him, he raised his arm and shielded himself from the attack but screamed when his arm was cut open. Another car was thrown at him, debris from the buildings that had been destroyed was being thrown at him, he tried to send his own attack at his opponent but it was no use, his one attack was blindly thrown and missed his target.
"Had enough Mister Monster Man?" his attacker asked, his attacker was female but her voice had a touch of toughness to it, it was feminine-sounding but had a low tone to it. He tried to throw an energized glob blast at her but it was sent back.
"No where near clo..." the monster started to say. The blue monster was suddenly engulfed in flame from head to foot. He howled in pain, he thrashed his arms and legs all over the place trying to extinguish the flames then he dropped down and rolled.
"I'm going to have you flattened to the ground like a blue pancake in ten seconds if you don't get!" his attacker yelled at him.
The blue monster stood up, smoke rose from his body in waves, he hurt all over but his hatred of the woman in front of him was great. This was not the first time he had been up against her, it was his seventh just this month with another two some months before. He had more involvement with this woman and was being teased right much lately about being her Opponent Companion, Mate of the Fight and her Fighter Boyfriend, this did not make his feelings for the woman any better. With his eyes almost closed in his rage, the monster rushed forward. He passed by three buildings without feeling a single attack then, suddenly, her felt great pain between his legs which took all fight out of him. The woman had been waiting until he had passed that third building then with a roll back of her arms, her index and middle fingers pointed while the rest were held in a fist, had made the asphalt under his feet lift, a chunk of it had slammed into his crotch. That was it, he was done, while huddled on his knees, his hands between his legs, he teleported out. The woman, having done her job of distracting him from the refugees that were rushing to a teleportation window that she had opened almost two hours before she had gone to distract the blue monster, followed in his example and, wrapped her left arm around her back at a ninety degree angle and her right arm around her front in the same angle, twirled around gracefully. The wind that she made was slight but it made a few papers fly up from the ground. She had just gone into her graceful twirl when, suddenly, she disappeared.
"Great job girl!" Aisha Campbell exclaimed when the woman suddenly appeared in the refugee camp. "You had his attention from the moment you went huge!"
"All part of the job my friend." the woman said back. "All in a good day's work."
Aisha Campbell, her hair in braided strands that fell over her shoulders, rose her hand in the air and the woman who was much older than she was slapped it in a high five. Aisha was wearing blue overalls with a yellow t-shirt underneath, a pretty faux ruby necklace was around her neck. Everything had gone according to the older woman's plan; she had made a teleportation window that would allow the refugees in the camp in the town of Auburn, Ohio escape from their forced imprisonment. It had been almost two months since the older woman had been gone and Aisha and the other Power Rangers had been slow in helping those in the camp escape, but now with the woman back things were going fast. They had liberated five camps in five nights, a very successful plan. The older woman was looking at the refugees that had just entered the camp, they were being treated for medical ailments and being given water and food. She was happy about that, the two months that she had been gone had been torturesome on Earth; for not only humans but every living creature on the planet.
"That was amazing! You're getting your powers back I see."
A mature teenager walked up to her and slapped her gently on the back, she turned her head and nodded, her attention fully on the people she had just saved. The mature teenager was a male, his long brown hair was tied back by a rawhide, his brown eyes twinkled. He had a good dark complexion, his face showed his heritage proudly. The teenage male was wearing a white shirt with blue jeans that had a black belt through the loops, he had a pair of brown boots on his feet. Behind him was a female blonde teenager, her blue eyes twinkled and her lips curled into a slight smile.
"I swear, you seem to get more powerful with every passing day!" the teenager exclaimed.
"You really are, you know." the female teenager added.
"Not to full strength yet." the woman replied. "But, yes I agree with you both I am getting stronger."
"Won't be long before you can transform into your more powerful forms!" the female teenager exclaimed, she grabbed the woman's shoulders and almost pulled her to the ground in her excitement.
"Whoa whoa there Kat!" the woman laughed. "Calm down there Mickey Mouse."
Katherine Hillard, or known to her friends as Kat, was a medium-sized teenager with shoulder length blonde hair, pretty light green, almost gray, eyes and a pretty round face with a strong jaw. She was wearing a pink blouse and a blue jean skirt, on her feet she had light pink sandals. Ever since her friend had returned from captivity she had been excited, and had been given the nickname of Mickey Mouse soon after which she didn't mind at all.
"Come on now you have to be excited yourself after what you have been through!" Kat exclaimed, she pulled her friend's arm gently.
"After what all she had been through she should consider this paradise." the male teenager said, his left eye closed in a wink.
"Technically, Tommy, this isn't paradise." the woman said back. "But it is better than what I been through the past few months."
Tommy Oliver smiled at this answer and patted his friends shoulder. He was only nineteen years of age but the woman in front of him was much older, very much older, than he and Kat were. Despite her great age she was extremely gorgeous! The woman had long flowing red hair, not the normal shade of red but like the shade of a red crayon or the red of hot lava and it was not dull it shone greatly as if her hair was on fire. She had emerald-green eyes, unique as they had golden-yellow ring around the pupils, whenever the pupils would dilate the yellow-gold around the pupils would grow and make the emerald-green irises shrink. The woman was a moderately tall one, about five foot five, almost five foot six inches tall with slightly tanned skin. The woman had three slash marks on her face, all were healing but slowly. They gave the woman an even more exotic look, not to mention that they also gave her the look of one tough lady, when asked about the slash marks the woman had replied that they would heal completely and would leave no scars, she had added soon after that that was a relief to her and all of the Rangers and she had entered into a laughing fit.
"So how many does this make in the camp now?" a stocky teenage male asked.
The woman with the fiery red hair turned around sharply, she had been looking at a pregnant woman being ushered into a tent, there were twelve pregnant women that she had just helped to rescue from the camp in Auburn, Ohio and all were ready to give birth. The sticky teenager that came up to her was tall, about six feet tall, and had short, cropped black hair and brown eyes set in a strong face. He was wearing a red shirt that was sleeveless and blue jeans, there were brown shoes on his feet. The woman nodded at him when he came up then turned back around, looking at the refugees getting cared for.
"Just over a thousand." the woman answered.
"Don't you think the camp is getting a little crowded?" the stocky teenager asked.
The fiery red-haired woman turned so suddenly that the stocky teenager took a few steps back, her eyes were aflame and the golden-yellow ring that was around her pupils had grown to almost fill her eyes making the emerald-green irises shrink to mere rings. The woman shrugged her shoulders then turned and walked off. She was wearing a two-tone blue blouse and faded blue jeans with very expensive brown boots on her feet. Before the woman had walked off the stocky teenager had time to see the red crystal necklace she had around her neck, the crystal shard looked almost real, it looked as if it pulsed in energy. The woman stopped about ten feet from the teenagers then turned around, her movements were as graceful as a Gazelle's, a lovely as a Flamingo who was in flight. She stared at the teenagers for a few seconds before speaking.
"I will make the camp bigger." the woman said. "That way we can fit everyone in comfortably."
Tommy and his gang watched as the woman walked off, her long fiery red hair flowing back in the wind. They somewhat understood how the woman felt, this was the third time she had increased the small hole in the forest of South America to accommodate more refugees. When she had come back she had ushered the original camp which was right near the Command Center, a tall concrete building that looked similar to a chemical plant, to a new area saying that it would be better for cover and better for the protection of the Command Center; she had even made a circle of energy around the Command Center to protect the two beings inside. Even knowing this, Tommy worried though. As of the last few days the woman's temper had flared twice, she had a nasty one and whenever she went into her temper she tended to begin her insults on people, mostly it was on the Rangers but once she had insulted Zordon, their mentor, and that had not been good. Even though with this flaw of hers, her temper, Tommy understood. Who wouldn't have a temper and who wouldn't lose it if they knew that their father was evil and would soon be arriving in the location to join in the fight? The woman's father had taken over their planet, had taken over Earth and had ordered all civilians into camps but had not made any orders to take care of the people in the camps until almost a month after the order. The woman's father had destroyed many things in his invasion of their planet, many buildings were in shambles, Japan was almost in ruin and Greenland was almost gone, almost melted from the attacks. To make matters worse he had built temples, statues and monuments of himself and had even made a Wall of Fear near the Hollywood Walk of Fame which included prints and signatures of his and his family and of the monsters that had attacked Earth on the front lines. To the people of Earth, the Wall of Fear was an insult and for the woman it had an impact on, she had taken one look at the great big temple with its hand prints, signatures in the concrete and stars of her father and his family and of the monsters before she had destroyed it with a fiery blast of energy and flame. The people of Earth praised her greatly for it and would do so again after she destroyed the large monument of her father that had been built into the rock near Mount Rushmore, as far as they all knew the rocks and boulders from the mountain were still strewn about, she had done a number to the monuments face, nearly wiping it out except for half of an eye.
"So far we are doing rather well." Tommy sighed. "But I worry about stress and her."
"We've done all we can to help her." Aisha replied. "Can we do anything else?"
"She keeps her mind on what she is doing, what she has planned." the stocky teenager sighed. "But when she is back in camp she just changes. We're excited about things and she acts like... like..."
"She's nervous, without a doubt." Kat said back. "Wouldn't you be if you'd of gone through what she had over the months?"
"I'd be in the looneybin." the stocky teenager laughed slightly. "She's a strong one to of lasted this long."
As if the mountain had steps on its slopes, the woman climbed up it easily until she was on the peak. The camp below her stretched out over fifty miles and from this height she could see that it was crowded, the people that were going around were near elbowing each other or turning just to the side to walk. With a sigh, the woman raised her arms, the fingers on her hands splayed, she held them out straight for just a second then rose them, the trees and bushes that were around the camp lifted from the ground, she did not toss them to the side put moved them to a pile where they would be chopped up for firewood. Next, after she had dropped the trees and her arms, she spread her legs out, bending them at the knee, then with her arms held out to the side of her body at ninety degree angles, this appearance gave her look like a chicken, but her hands were pointed palm down. It happened fast, she shoved her hands down and the ground from where the trees had been dropped, dust and dirt flew up and people screamed in the camp, many ran frantically and bumped into others. She made the ground that she had lowered even with the camp before doing something else. Seeing as the river that went through the jungle was ten miles away, much too far for the people in the camp to travel safely without being captured by the monsters that were looking for the camp, she rose up slightly. She didn't look like a chicken anymore, her arms were thrown to the side and her legs were slightly bent, with a graceful motion she made a small section of the ground she had just lowered slip further into the Earth, more dust and dirt rose as she did this. Next she looked at the still standing trees, with a graceful twirl, moving her arms gently, she made water from the trees rise, water that had been in the leaves, trunk and roots. She quickened her twirl and then, with a fierce throw, she threw all of the water she had gotten from the trees into the small section she had just lowered, making a locked in stream which flowed three miles. When this was done she nodded then descended from the mountain.
The woman, as she walked down the mountains side, was deep in thought. She was not stupid, she knew that her Ranger friends had been talking about her and voicing their concerns about her mental condition. She, too, was concerned about it. Ever since she had escaped from her father's palace and arrived on Earth she had been plagued by a fatigue so great and a mental strain that she thought she was going crazy. She hadn't been able to do much for a week, had only been able to roll over on the ground moaning in pain. The trip from her father's palace to Earth had not been easy, her teleportation skills were not as they should be and she had found herself on a distant planet far beyond that planet Pluto that was nothing but ice and snow. She had then used her elemental powers to force herself from that planet past Pluto going to Europa then she had had to stop and rest before going forward, this time using a mighty flame burst that had shot her from Europa to Earth; when she had landed on Earth she had found herself with near broken ribs and a wrist that was badly burned. She had landed in South America, the place she had moved the camp to later on, and had stayed for near a week; a forced stay to recover from her injuries. Then she had teleported to the refugee camp near the Command Center. The Rangers had flocked to her in great surprise, and in great relief to see that she was alive. She had been near naked, only dressed in leaves and vines that barely covered her delicate parts she had made from the jungle she had spent a week in to recover. Even barely clothed she had started moving the camp. She had moved first the women and children to the area they were in now then she moved the men. The camp had already been emptied of trees and bushes by about fifteen miles, the ground was smooth and even. She had had to increase the size of the camp three times now, and she had a feeling she would have to increase it again after she and the Rangers had liberated the camps on the East Coast of the United States. To make matters worse, they had not even started on rescuing people on the European continents.
"Probably have to increase the size of the camp tomorrow," she said to herself aloud. "today was Auburn, Ohio. Tomorrow we rescue the large camp in Gallia, County then we are finished with Ohio and can go on to Virginia and start liberating camps there."
Jason Lee Scott, the stocky teenager that had asked the older woman about increasing the size of the camp, lay on his back looking at the stars later on. The sky had darkened two hours ago and the stars and moon lit up the darkness right well, as they had done since the universes birth so many billions of years ago. He knew that they were working on borrowed time, that one day their easy conquests of setting people free from their prisoned camps would end and things would get difficult. He and his friends had liberated the western and central states, except for Ohio which they had just complete, with quite a bit of difficulty but they had done so, and with the older woman back who had strong magical powers they were quickly approaching the east coast states. It wasn't just him that knew this, Tommy who was lying on a pile of leaves near the stream that the older woman had made that day knew it too. The older woman had escaped her father twice and had defied him twice. The first time she had escaped and come back, soon followed by her father who was hell-bent on gaining control of her and Tommy was sure that her father would come again, this time more angry and dangerous. The older woman had said it would be soon but it was going on two weeks now, when Tommy had asked why he hadn't come yet the woman had responded by saying that he was probably letting himself heal up fully before he returned to Earth. She said that she had made a wave of liquids from her old man's Magic Chamber's Chemistry Set, cauldron and vials and that when the wave had struck her father the liquid had burned away the shoulders of his under robe and had burned his skin; when she had taken the opportunity to escape he had been smoldering, his skin had been sending up streams of smoke. She had no idea how injured he had been, and she had no idea how angry he was but she did say that she did know that he would be in a roar of anger so great that would spell trouble later on when he did decide to come to Earth to retrieve her.
"Like she said to us before we swept past the middle states," Tommy said to himself. "take advantage of the good times of freeing the people in the camps and having easy fights because once he arrives all them nice and easy fights will be gone and the real fighting will begin."
Journal Entry #57
Unknown date and time, 1996
It won't be long, we've had a good run but it won't be long before our freeing of the camps will get difficult. I don't know how I know he is close and I don't really care, I just know that within the next few days he will be here and all hell will break under our feet! My half-sister who raised me and who I called mother once told me to trust in my instincts and intuition and that is what I am doing, sadly it is driving me mad. Bathilda of Greece once told me that I should be wary of my evil side, and the blonde woman in my dreams, her mother and my real mother Helen of Earth, says so too. I don't know how much evil I have in me, all I know is that my father is full evil and not half like me and that he has powers that are great; powers that could destroy my home planet if he wished it.
My dreams, those are things that still scare me. I've heard the description of my real mother and in my dreams... they're just too real! I can see her as clearly as I see the fire in front of me, her long blonde hair so finely made, so shiny and beautiful, her blue eyes so crystal blue they remind me of the water around Hawaii and her skin the color of light honey, her voice so sweet and kind and reassuring to me telling me that everything would be okay. If not that being strange then the rest of her is very scary as I can see her clothing, her two-tone blue dress made of fine cotton with a white band around her waist, her light brown sandals and the light blue veil that is tied around her hair, flowing down to the ground making it look like she has delicate wings. And then, I have to add the others in my dream as well. A female of moderate looks, a female of strange yet pretty appearance and then the cloaked female that claims that she is still alive but banished but is keeping her eye on me and will help if needed. These dreams, they are made even more real when I wake in the morning to find clothing in a folded heap beside me, exquisite clothing, expensive clothing not to mention the expensive brown boots that I found the other day.
My last dream was of the female that is cloaked, not only cloaked in a sheet but cloaked in shadows too. She came to me, told me to sit then told me a history of my father, of how he was to her and how she came to be banished. She claimed that she had wanted to save her home planet from my father, her half-brother, but that he had been so strong and powerful it had near been a walk-over. She had entered the fight for her planet's freedom three months before it had been conquered, had fought hard with her younger sister, another half sibling to my father, but both had been bested. To make matters worse the double cloaked woman had said that her half-brother had killed her younger sister right in front of her.
"He did so so coldly," the cloaked woman had said. "we had just lost the war, the planet was his and he had ordered all generals of forces that had gone against him to be brought to him. When me and my sister were thrown at his feet he had just looked then, with his oriental sword which was curved like a snake and coated in a special dust that shone even when no lights were on, he had pierced the heart of my sister. While my sister was gasping her last breaths, reaching her hand out towards me in an act of asking me to help her, my half-brother had looked at me. He was so cold, child, so cold and heartless. While looking at me with those fiercely angry golden-yellow eyes he twisted the sword then withdrew it. My sister dropped to the ground, dead right then and there, and he had stared at me with a sick grin on his face. Being as hurt as I was, hurt from seeing my dear baby sister killed by our own flesh and blood, I forgot all anger towards him, hurt filled it. Hurt and fear, my dear child, fear of my brother. He claimed that I was to be kept in his dungeon for all times, to be raped by the rats and gnawed on my the insects that crawled and lived in his dungeon. He said that he would torture me for the last of my days, child, that I would have each part of my ripped and torn and pinched and that he'd have hot wax dripped all over my naked body in places it shouldn't be and that when I would beg for him to kill me he'd laugh and just continue it on until I wasted away to nothing but dust on the floor. Just before he had ushered the order my fear of him reached the boiling point, I couldn't live such a life, I just couldn't! I feel so bad still this many thousands of years later for abandoning my baby sister's body, for leaving my planet and banishing myself to this one and most of all, showing weakness. Showing my fear by teleporting to this planet. Oh dear child I still feel great shame and guilt for abandoning my home planet!"
I woke up many times in a cold sweat, breathing so heavily that I thought my heart would burst from my chest! I don't know what is going on, I don't know why these dreams are happening. All I know is that these blasted dreams are driving me crazy and that I am afraid that I will lose it. Take this crystal that I am wearing, I had lost it after the first fight with my father. I had a dream of my mother, Helen of Earth, telling me to have control, to be careful and be sure of my powers and abilities before handing my the crystal that I had lost. She said she had been given the crystal by her mother, who had been given it by her mother and so forth. She also said that the crystal had a special power to it, that it was a shard from the Dacops Crystal which was very powerful and hidden on Earth waiting to be claimed whether by evil or good and that for the Dacops Crystal to be activated the shard had to be placed on the area where it had broken many thousands of years ago.
Well, whatever is going on here I am ready as can be to take it. As my friends are saying, I am getting stronger and my powers are getting better, I'm healing and getting stronger which is good. I'll need all the strength I can get to get through this. No! Not just strength; I need cunning and a good mental mind, the latter of which I fear I won't have much longer. My mental mind is still doing flip flops. I'm still having off dreams of being in my father's palace, still having dreams of my father looming up above me like in our second fight which left both he and me injured. And that is when I get visited by the cloaked woman or my mother, Helen of Earth or one of the other women that say that they love and care for me.
Will my father win against me and take me hostage again? Will he let his rage grow so great that he will want to kill me like he killed his half-sister? Will my mental mind be able to settle down so I can return to my calm and calculating self? Who are those ladies, are they just manifestations of my dreams or could they be real? And most of all; will I last to see my two hundredth and fifteenth birthday which is coming up here soon? At the rate I am going I wouldn't be surprised if I found myself in a tight-fitting white jacket with the sleeves tied behind my back and my arms held close around me inside the jacket by my two hundredth and fifteenth birthday, if not even before it! Well, the night grows late and I must try to sleep and gain control of myself, if that is possible that is.