By ValerieRichards
Disclaimers: I don't own Power Rangers or any of the old teams, just this new one.
Warning: If you don't like stories with concerned older brothers and/or angst in them and possibly some death in them, then this story is not for you.
Author's note: This came to me during school one day and partly because of a dream, so I had to write this down. Also, there will be flashbacks showing how they were chosen to be rangers in later chapters. I'm going to have each chapter told in a different person's POV and at least for the first two chapters, Rachel and Mark will be the narrators.
Chapter 1: Trouble: Rachel
For us, it was the normal reaction anybody would get if they would suddenly be chosen to be Power Rangers. Especially when they're seniors in high school. The first couple of battles aren't really interesting; at least I don't think so. It was shock, surprise, and then we just got used to it.
"Rachel! Duck" Mark yelled to me when he looked over from fighting another monster. Mark is the team's 'second commander' and the red ranger's guardian; or in other words, my guardian. He also happens to be my real life guardian and my older brother.
"Good advice" I yelled back to him. The monster I was fighting (alone might I add) shot at me and I ducked it sending my own spell at him. Somehow, the monster got me on the ground and pulled out a huge weapon.
"Why can't you brats just die" the monster growled wrenching something in the back of the weapon all the way to the other side; not a good sign. I began to get up as its finger began to press the trigger. Mark saw it and started towards us faster than I've ever seen anyone run.
"Oh no you don't! Don't think I don't know that you're planning on hurting my teammates" I told it launching myself into the path of the beam that had just come out of the weapon. Mark was in front of me and I knocked him out of the way taking the hit for him.
"NO! RACHEL" he screamed. He whipped out his own weapons and furiously attacked the monster. It was destroyed and I was on the ground writhing in pain. The beam had some sort of torture spell in it. Mark slid to a halt besides me and pulled me into his arms as the others took care of the other monster.
"M-M-Mark" I breathed. He pulled my closer and held me tighter. Mark was my only sibling, the only family I had left. And I was the only family he had left.
"Oh no……..oh god no" he sobbed. I jerked and twisted. Mark picked me up and brought me back to the base. He put me on the medical table and I was hounded with floating medical tools. I slipped into unconsciousness and the next thing I knew was the whole team standing around me. The commander was explaining the whole thing to everyone and I heard everything.
"If she gets hit with a spell other than an attack spell, then she may either lose conscious and slip into a coma or die" he said in his booming voice. My brother mumbled a curse making the commander growl at him. He apologized swiftly.
"So in other words, if I get hit by a 'special' spell, then I'm done for" I asked. Everyone looked at me and Mark came over to my side.
"Depending on what the curse is, you might die or you might have to find another way to break the curse" the commander told me. I looked down at my body and found that I'd been healed completely.
"This should be interesting" I said sarcastically. Mark helped me off the table and stood behind me with his arms wrapped around me protectively. We went home after that and Mark couldn't help but keep me in his sight. The next day was a school day and I met up with the others. We went through the normal day and I wanted the school day to end by the beginning of 9th period. I slid into my seat in Mark's Social Studies class.
"Today we are going to be watching a documentary. I'm going to need you all to be quiet and listen" he said when the bell rang. Yes, Mark is my Social Studies teacher too. Coincidence isn't it?
"Let's go" Mark said as he gathered some papers he needed to 'grade' at home. The others had left to go 'home'; a.k.a the Command Center; and Mark was going to drive us there. When we were about halfway there, our communicators beeped.
"A monster's attacking guys, speed it up" Johnny, the blue ranger, told us. I looked at Mark and he made the car go as fast as he could. We got to the Command Center in two minutes. Then we morphed and ran out. We fought valiantly and almost won, but didn't. Mark, of course, was by my side protecting me from the blasts.
"Hey red ranger" it said. We all turned around and saw a spell blaster in its hands. The others formed a circle around me. It turned something in the back and pulled the trigger. We all got blasted and fell to the floor. Then, the gun was aimed at me.
"No" Mark whined trying to reach for me. The monster laughed and the others struggled up. I tried to get up, but for some reason; probably the spell; couldn't. The monster squeezed the trigger and a bright light filled my vision.\
Done with chapter 1! Please R&R!