Avalon Series

All To Blame•Made Of Glass•These Walls•New Beginning

Avalon Mitchell has always been a loner; always taking care of herself, and she wasn't afraid of anything. But her past and current mistakes make things hard for her when she transfers to Angel Grove High. Now she has to deal with working on a team along with keeping her secrets from them, knowing that if she is found out, her whole life would fall apart. Being part of the Angel Grove street gang, The Vipers, makes things harder for Avalon as she is constantly pulled in two different directions. The pressures of good vs. evil while battling her own demons has never been so strong and when it starts to affect everyone around her, she needs to figure out what's most important. Tommy/Kim, Billy/Trini, Fred/Bailey, Jason/Avalon, Billy/Avalon, Rocky/Aisha, Adam/Sabrina, Adam/Tanya, Tommy/Kat, Bailey/Conner/Kira.

New Beginning

Full Summary – It was a tragic accident that brought Avalon to Reefside. But she's glad to see her brother again, though she wouldn't have guessed he'd end up as a science teacher at the local high school. Having moved in with Tommy and Bailey so the three could move past their tragedy Avalon soon finds herself facing her past for the final time after years of peace. Every step she takes next could bring down the future she carefully crafted for herself. Things get even crazier when she meets Tommy's three peculiar students. Being a ranger is in her blood and she was crazy to think it would ever let her go. Past and present collide when Mesogog teams up with past villains the rangers thought had been gone forever. With the help of the new Dino Thunder power, the rangers of old will have to relive their greatest fears to achieve their new beginning. Kat/Tommy/Kim, Billy/Avalon, Jason/Trini, Rocky/Aisha, Adam/Tanya, Bailey/Conner/Kira.

Chapter 01

Day of the Dino (1)

Dr. Tommy Oliver never thought he'd be an orphan.

To be honest it wasn't a thought that typically crossed anyone's mind. A fixture of sadness at a young age, a passing though when an adolescent, non-existent when an adult. People were made to believe that their parents lived forever and would live to become very old before their passing. However the message on his answering machine gave him the unfortunate news he had indeed become an orphan when he was only in his twenties. His parents weren't old by any means; they had just been driving at the wrong place at the wrong time.

That's what he had been told.

He still wasn't sure if he believed it.

The blinking red light on the answering machine was the only clue, but in his mind it was just a blinking red light; nothing more, nothing less. He had seen that light many times before; having become so busy teaching his students he wouldn't return phone calls or emails for days. Or maybe it was that he wouldn't remember. He never liked to admit that his memory still escaped him from time to time. He wasn't one that particularly enjoyed the new surge in technology, he was fine with the ways things had always been. It was easier that way.

Now people thought he could be reached whenever they wanted and talk about whatever they wanted.

As the case always was they wanted to interview the former ranger about his studies and experiments with Anton Mercer and his thoughts on the destruction of the island they used to work on. If not that, then he was questioned about his opinion on the power rangers, anyone that dug into his past a little knew he was from Angel Grove, home of the original team. He had always done his best not to smirk at the memories of foiling Rita's and Zedd's plans himself.

He had to keep that part of him hidden, much like the rest of his life.

He had hidden from his power ranger past as long as he could…It was the hiding from his past that had been the problem. Hiding so long that his past couldn't hold back anymore and it showed itself in that heartbreaking message he never thought he would receive.

"Tommy…it's…it's bad. Your parents…I'm sorry but…there was an accident. A car accident. The other driver was drunk. And…I'm sorry, but they didn't make it.…call me as soon as you get this. I'm sorry, man."

That was all he allowed himself to listen to before he had deleted the message. What else did he need to know? When the funeral was? He was going to head out as soon as the week was over and he didn't have any more classes to teach. Where it was? There was no question about it. Who would attend….that was the only answer he didn't know.

There were so many people around him that had been so important in his life. But this funeral, no doubt, would only be for friends and family. His parents had been private people for the most part; he couldn't see them suddenly wanting everyone and their brother showing up.

It was a gray, rainy Sunday when the funeral had been held. It was only for family and extremely close friends. All his friends showed up; that's what he really wanted. And it really helped. Though a part of him wished none of them had shown up. They didn't need to see him when he was like that, they didn't need to see him weak. That would shatter the illusion that he was the leader, the one that bravely treaded the wasters of the countless monsters heading their way.

He barely held it together as he watched his mother's and father's caskets gets lowered into the ground, the shovelfuls of dirt get thrown on top over and over until the dirt was level with the ground he was standing on. He hadn't reacted; instead, he comforted his aunt, his mother's sister who had been completely broken up over the news. He finally found a moment to pass her off to his uncle before walking away from the crowd and glancing out at the many rows of gravestones.

They reminded him of putties. Of all of the patrollers they would have disintegrated within a few punches and kicks; turning to dust and flying away. But this was different, they hadn't turned to dust, they weren't going to blow away, and they weren't people that he wanted destroyed.

And yet it had happened because a drunken moron thought it was a good idea to have that one last beer on the way home.

Tommy's intense frown deepened as the wind continued to blow around them. It was going to rain soon. Maybe that would bring up his mood; he always had enjoyed the rain.

"Tommy?"

Twisting around at the accented voice, Tommy stared at two of the last people he thought he would see. The length of the flight, the last minute arrangements to be made, having to lose some important people in their lives…he hoped they wouldn't come. But as he watched, his adoptive sisters, Avalon and Bailey continued towards him, their dark clothes being pulled to the side from the harsh winds that continued to increase in speed, he was glad to see them.

Bailey at eighteen years old and standing a few inches taller than her elder sister reached Tommy first. Brushing away a tear, she opened her arms and wrapped them around her brother. Tommy hugged her back, tightly, looking at Avalon over her shoulder. She nodded back at him, arms crossed over her chest as if trying to protect herself.

Tommy continued to hug Bailey, as close as he was to his sisters, he had always been closer to Bailey than Avalon, having seen her as a little sister before they had been adopted. When Tommy felt it was a long enough hug he let go of Bailey and hugged Avalon.

She stepped back and tilted her head back to look up at her brother. "How ya going?" She asked.

Tommy managed a half smile. "I guess I should be asking you that," he said to her.

Avalon half smiled back at her. "I think we're used to people leaving us by now, mate," she said. Bailey laughed lightly, though it didn't reach her eyes. "We'll come good. We just have to figure out where we're going from here, I guess."

"No, you don't," Tommy said simply. He cleared his throat as his sisters exchanged a confused glance. "We talked about it before…back when we were still in Angel Grove. If something happened to Mom and Dad, then I'd take care of you two. I know we're pretty scattered right now…I want you to come live with me."

Bailey's eyes widened and she glanced at her sister, whose freckled cheek twitched. "Are you sure, bro? I mean, you haven't had us there except for that one summer and you nearly ripped your head off because we were 'too annoying'." She used air quotes around the words.

Tommy managed a full smile now. He looked down at his dark clothes. He had been red, green, and white. Black was such a foreign color to him.

"I'm sure," he said.

And that's how he found his sisters moving in with him a couple months later, after having all of his parents' things sorted out. Their boxes and bags got moved into two of the three guest rooms in his house and they had almost everything completely packed when the subject of school had come up. It was going to be his first day as a science teacher at Reefside High.

"Make sure you clear up your advanced classes once you get there, Bay," Avalon said as she looked over the school's brochure, having stolen it from the refrigerator. She flipped through the pages, looking over the glossy pictures of the campus. It reminded her of Angel Grove High in a way. The soccer fields and grassy areas for the students to hang out between classes reminded her of the times she and her friends would lounge around during lunch and their free periods, hanging out and laughing.

And that was only when we weren't dealing with Rita and Zedd on a daily basis, she thought.

Tommy, who had been sitting atop the kitchen counter, eating a bowl of cereal, raised an eyebrow. "I see you still haven't gotten over being the big sister in this whole equation even though I'm older than you."

"You better watch out, she's gonna do it to you, soon," Bailey said. She polished off her bowl of cereal and pushed it away from her. Avalon took it and placed it in the sink, sticking her tongue out at her sister over her shoulder. "And anyway, I already registered for the school. I'm in his science class…" she turned and smiled sweetly at her brother. "Dr. O."

"I can't believe you're a doctor," Avalon added. She pointed at him. "Paleontology was not something I thought you would fall into."

"I know." Tommy gave a fond smile as he remembered his dreams of wanting to become a racer. "It just snuck up on me. The best things tend to do that."

His uncle had let him use his cars to test drive around and he had become so good at it. But then there was the one crash that had scared him out of it. He wasn't going to admit he was scared, he never admitted it. Instead, he had said that the crash helped him realize was what more important and he had gone back to school. Paleontology had been something he had fallen into, not including his brush with the ideas when he was a ranger, his friends and siblings encompassing the powers of some dinosaurs, others extinct animals.

Breaking out of his thoughts, he shook his head. "But I've always been great with kids, and it's a rewarding job."

"High schoolers are different than kids," Bailey pointed out to him.

"I think I can handle it." Tommy took bowl and put it in the sink, running water over them. He then turned the water off and dried off his hands. "I can take Bailey into school and get her situated and everything; I have to go in early anyway."

Avalon gave a look of mock offense. "And what am I supposed to do?"

Tommy picked up a newspaper and walked over to Avalon, slapping the offending object into her chest. "Get a job," he said to her. "Like you should've done when you first moved in." He looked around. "Or you can clean up a bit. God knows I don't have the time."

"Or the patience," Bailey piped up.

Glancing down at the paper, Avalon gave him the middle finger. "I don't know if you're aware of it, mate, but there's this thing called computers that everyone uses now."

Tommy's amused smile faded and he glanced over at his answering machine. There weren't any red lights on it this time and for that he was glad despite the wave of sorrow that fell over him.

"Technology and I don't mix," he said. Avalon let out a patient sigh, watching her brother intently. When he showed he wasn't going to talk about it, she reached over and grabbed his red tie, straightening it.

Tommy smiled at her and went over to his spot at the kitchen table he pulled on a white lab coat that had been resting on the back of the chair and pulled it on. Once he had it on correctly, he picked up his glasses and slid them over his eyes. While being a ranger had made him strong in many aspects, it still couldn't slow down Mother Nature and his deteriorating eye sight. At least he only needed them when he was reading. Holding out an arm, he turned to Bailey. "Are you ready to go?"

"Yeah." Bailey picked up her backpack, already filled with books and slung it over her shoulders, pulling her hair free from behind her. "Later Av."

"Bye."

Tommy and Bailey left the house and got into Tommy's jeep and headed towards the school. Despite the calm and warm atmosphere of Reefside did nothing to improve their mood; the two were quiet the whole way. Tommy's grip continued to tighten on the steering wheel as the seconds passed. His parents had been excited when he told them he was going to become a teacher when the fall came. His mother nearly strangled him with her hug, rocking him back and forth. Mr. Oliver had stood behind her, grasping Tommy's shoulders and gently shaking him saying 'I told you' over and over again. It was the first job offer he had received since the explosion.

Then they had gone out to dinner—which he thought was too much of a fuss—and promised he would come back and visit them again soon. Then his work had gotten in the way…

No.

Tommy briefly closed his eyes as he pulled up to a red light. He couldn't think about that again. Not when there were more important things to think about. He would worry about it later. He had to focus on his work.

But isn't that what you did before? You ignored everything that happened; you went through the funeral like you were a robot.

Tommy scowled and pushed the thoughts away. Bailey glanced at him but didn't question the sudden scowl that came to his face. She knew him well enough by then to know if he wanted to talk about something, he would talk about it on his own time. If it was very important, he would have come out with it. She'd give him some time then drag it out of him later. She was good at that.

By the time they arrived at Reefside High, Tommy at least managed to smile a little. Students milled around as they waited for the school bell to ring signaling them to class. They laughed and called out to each other as they went, oblivious to the fact they would be late in a few minutes. It was the new school year, who would stop them from meeting up with their friends? He remembered when he was the same way; ready to go back to Angel Grove High school to see his friends. (Not that they didn't already spend so much time together).

Tommy glanced around, pushing his glasses up his nose as he lead Bailey into the school and over to the administrative office to gather her schedule. Bailey took it from the secretary with a smile and looked it over. With a sigh, she dropped her arms, slapping her schedule against her legs. "I don't believe this!" She cried. "I'm in your homeroom, too."

Tommy smiled as he looked over at her. "Is that such a bad thing?"

"I don't need to be babysat," Bailey protested. "I'm not in kindie."

He placed a hand on her shoulder. "It's to be sure that you're holding up OK," he said. "It hasn't been that long…" He trailed off and Bailey let out a heavy sigh, nodding. She could feel that familiar clench in her stomach as she thought about her adoptive parents. They had given her a better chance at life and she had done her best to protect them from the monsters that were constantly set down…and yet she couldn't save them from a drunk driver.

It was sick.

"Dr. Oliver."

Tommy and Bailey both turned around to see a raven haired woman walking over to them. Well, if he were using the right word, he'd say 'stalking' as it appeared they were her prey. One look over at Bailey and he could tell she felt the same way. The woman stomped down the halls with a sort of evil confidence that caused students to immediately move out of her way. The dark eyes behind her silver rimmed glasses were locked onto him as she approached. When she reached him, she adjusted the scarf around her neck and cleared her throat. "I'm Principal Randall." Her eyes shifted to Bailey with a passing glance then looked at Tommy once more. "It's good to see you've made it here OK."

"Thanks for your concern," Tommy replied. He held out his hand towards her. "It's your first day here, as well, isn't it?"

Principal Randall ignored his outstretched hand and started off down the hallway once more. Her quick backwards glance, accompanied with a raised eyebrow, indicated to Tommy and Bailey she expected them to follow her.

"Yes, well, that's not the pressing concern at the moment," Principal Randall said. She brought up a folder that had been tucked out of sight under her arm and flipped it open. She moved a few pages aside, glancing at Tommy up over the top of her glasses. Bailey's eyebrows furrowed together as she watched the woman. She seemed to be very standoffish for no reason. "What is, however, is your background, Dr. Oliver." She licked her finger tip and turned a page over. "How does a doctor of paleontology become a high school science teacher? Better yet, why?"

Tommy straightened his tie as he cleared his throat before giving a smarmy smile. "I guess I was just looking for some peace and quiet. No matter where I went, there seemed to be something following me."

Bailey reached out and smacked Tommy on the arm, giving him a disapproving look.

Principal Randall then turned her attention to the young girl. "Excuse me, but I don't condone the assault of teachers here."

"I'm sorry." Bailey's eyes widened. "He's my brother," she protested.

"And on school grounds he's your teacher," Principal Randall continued, locking Bailey in her intense stare. "Detention after school."

"What?" Bailey squealed, mouth dropping open. She had never had a bad grade in her entire life let alone a detention. She looked at Tommy in protest and he appeared just as surprised as she did.

Principal Randall ignored the exchange between the siblings and closed her folder with a loud snap. She held it against her chest, looking the man up and down. "And your reasoning's for being here doesn't really seem to make a whole lot of sense," she said. "Wanting some peace and quiet…so instead of teaching at the collegiate level with some of the brightest minds…you decide to teach a bunch of high school students who would probably rather rot their brains with mindless TV,"—she glanced down at Bailey—"and miscreant activities."

Bailey glared at her.

Tommy's lower jaw moved to the side. "Considering you're questioning my teaching ability, why don't you let me know what it is that you want from me as a teacher and we can figure out where to go from there?"

Principal Randall slowly smiled, a malicious air exploding around her. Anyone that walked by moved to the far side of the trio, so not to move into their air space lest they would have walked into a brick wall of tension. "You are to instill fear into them…it's as simple as that."

She turned on her heel and continued to walk down the hallway, moving everyone out of her way with invisible hands.

Avalon Oliver-Mitchell sighed as she looked through the newspaper. She may as well try that first before relying on looking through the computer if Tommy had even gone about setting it up. Saying he had an aversion to technology was an understatement. But he had always been one that liked to put hard work in and didn't like when things were particularly 'easy'. Besides, maybe she'd figure out something else if she cleaned up the place a bit, that would take some stress off of him. She could see how much their parents' death had affected him and while he kept insisting he was fine, she knew her brother was anything but fine.

He wasn't the same kind of guy that was always joking around and laughing. Even when she and Bailey had been staying at his house, before that whole red ranger fiasco on the moon, the three of them had a blast staying together during Avalon's break as she finished up her schooling. That had been such a great time, living with Kat and Tanya while they had gone to school, going to classes with some former rangers, keeping in touch with some not keeping in touch with others. It was bound to happen; they were all going their separate ways despite the past that tied them together.

Lowering her gaze, Avalon glanced at the newspaper once more before closing it, folding it back up and leaving it at Tommy's spot so he could read it later. Yeah, she was going to get some cleaning done. There had to be something that would keep the place from looking like it was a cabin in the woods. Who liked to live out in the middle of nowhere like that?

I mean, the guy's always been big on his privacy, but this is ridiculous, Avalon thought. She glanced around the kitchen before heading out into the living room where his red inked papers were scattered around. Dust covered the coffee tables, the blinds needed to be adjusted, and as she noticed, there could be a little light brought into the place. She had just gotten started organizing what looked like his newest research when the phone rang. The sudden sound made her jump for a moment before she rolled her eyes and walked over to the receiver.

Too many monster attacks had made her way too in tune with her reflexes.

She answered quickly, "Oliver residence."

"Hey, it's Tommy," he said quickly.

"Did the mean bullies run you out of school already?" Avalon teased. "Do I need to come and pick you up?"

"Very funny. No, actually, I remembered there was something I forgot to do before I left," Tommy said. He suddenly lowered his voice; as if afraid someone would listen in on their conversation. "Could you go down to the basement and check it for me?"

With a light sigh, Avalon turned on her heel and started towards the back of the house towards the basement stairs. "I swear, Tommy. Your head would fall off if it weren't screwed to your neck. I thought you were over your boofhead tendencies."

She smiled when he heard his laughter at her light teasing. At least he finally managed to loosen up a little bit. If he was as excited about teaching as he said he was, then he would be smiling by the end of the day.

"Let's just say habits die hard," Tommy said with a light chuckle. Then he paused as if waiting for the moment Avalon knew it to be true. The Australian woman went down to the basement and looked around for the light switch. She flipped it on and shrugged as she looked around. What was she supposed to do down there? Dust the pool table? "Okay, I need you to go to the door at the back of the laundry room and go in."

Door at the back of the laundry room? She had never noticed one before. Following his instructions, she weaved through the basket of clothes that sat along the floor and reached the door. As if he had been watching her, Tommy spoke once more as soon as her hand landed on the doorknob. "I haven't told you and Bailey about this before because I wanted to be sure of some things first, but I really do need your guys' help."

"Okay…" Avalon opened the door and as soon as she stepped inside, the lights turned on, revealing to her what had been hidden in the back room. Her eyes swept around the room, taking in everything the laboratory had to offer. As soon as her eyes landed on the pedestal that sat in the middle of the room her shoulders slumped. "Oh come on."

A/N: I know it may have seemed like the part where Tommy's (and Av's and Bay's) parents' death was too short and glossed over, but it's going to come back up again, I just needed it to bring Av and Bay into the picture.

Because this story is in Dino Thunder and it happens years and years and years after These Walls, there is no recap; things you learn about the rangers will be done as the story goes on. But there are also no spoilers for These Walls within the first fifteen or so chapters. Not any that is incredibly big (that I can think of) and typically just mentions things that happened in canon of the show and its past seasons. Which is why I started posting it even though These Walls isn't finished yet.

This story will have a lot of past rangers show up as well as the ones that are in Dino Thunder, so be prepared to see a lot of people come and go as the story goes on. I'm really excited to know what you guys think so please let me know.

~Avalon