Disclaimer: "Walker, Texas Ranger" and its' characters are owned by Chuck Norris, Aaron Norris, CBS and whoever else was involved with the creation of this show. Any new characters and story lines that come into play are of my own creation. No copyright infringement is intended. This is a fanfiction intended for entertainment purposes only and no money is being made off of it.

guardianM3: This is my first fanfic I've ever posted and my writing is a little rusty. I promise that this story gets a little better and becomes more interesting in the next couple of chapters. I have posted the next episode/story of Kendra Stone on the spin-off of "Walker, Texas Ranger", "Sons of Thunder" (the first few chapters, so far). The story is called, "Kendra Stone Meets the Sons of Thunder: Volume 1. Summary: Kendra Stone has been accused of murder and she hires Carlos Sandoval and Trent Malloy to prove her innocence. But when a second murder occurs, evidence is discovered that points to Trent and/or Carlos as the culprits. This story has more mystery/suspense feel to it with more details, more about Kendra and the story flows a little better than "Introducing Kendra Stone". At least read the first couple of chapters to see if you like it. I've been putting in more time with Volume 1 than I did in "Introducing Kendra Stone", considering I've been planning Volume 1 a lot longer. Walker, Trivette, Alex, Syd and Gage will make an appearance in the next Kendra Stone story (Volume 2). Please post reviews and let me know how to improve my writing/stories. Thank you and enjoy.

Chapter 1: A Surprise at the Walkers' Home

Ranger Cordell Walker, known as just Walker to everyone, was leaning back in a lawn chair in the back yard in the warm April weather when he noticed something blue at the edge of the woods. He sat up and focused his wise blue eyes in that area. Walker could tell that the blue he had seen was shirt on a person who was walking slowly toward the house. He didn't sense any danger from this person as he stood up and walked toward him or her. The stranger stopped for a second and collapsed onto the ground. Walker ran toward the stranger and he got close enough to make out the details of the stranger. The stranger was a young woman in her late 20's. Her dark brown hair was just past her shoulders and had twigs and leaves sticking out of her hair. As Walker kneeled before her, he heard her groan softly as she rolled onto her side and looked up at him with light blue eyes.

"You're going to be alright. I'm Ranger Walker. I'm going to help you."

A glimmer of fear and suspicion clouded her light blue eyes as she stared at the reddish brown haired Ranger with his full beard. Her eyes looked deep into his and whatever she had seen, seemed to diminish the fear.

"I'm Kendra Stone," she replied in a raspy voice, with Walker holding gently yet firmly onto her arm.

Walker somehow knew that she wouldn't have listened to him if he told her to stay still. Walker noted that Kendra had placed more weight on her left foot, than her right. "Come on, I'll take you to the ranch," Walker said, as he had her lean against him, helping her to keep off her right foot.

Once they reached the ranch house, Walker called out to his wife, Alex. Alex entered the living room as her husband had just settled an injured young woman onto the couch. Alex saw the bruises and the large gash on the left side of the face, and winced in sympathy. The woman's t-shirt and jeans were torn and muddy. The woman had leaned back into the plush cushions of the couch and closed her eyes.

"Walker, what's going on?" Alex asked quietly as her and Walker stepped off to the side.

"I saw her coming out of the woods. The only thing she has said is that her name is Kendra Stone. Can you get the first aid kit, Alex?" he asked. Alex nodded and went to retrieve it. Walker returned to Kendra with a glass of water and sat in the chair closest to her position on the couch.

"I don't need an ambulance or anything," the young woman said firmly as her eyes opened. She looked at the water and licked her dry lips. Walker handed her the glass and watched silently as she drank two-thirds of the water. When she lowered the glass from her lips she turned her head toward Walker. "You're a Texas Ranger, huh? Never met one before."

Alex returned and gave Kendra a smile as she sat in a chair setting the first aid kit on the coffee table between her and Kendra.

Kendra eyed the first aid kit. "It would probably make more sense for me to get cleaned up before I have any bandages on. But first, I should tell you how I came to be…," Kendra paused as she looked at her muddy clothes with some blood mixed in from scratches that covered her arms, "so… colorful," she finished with a grin at the corner of her mouth.

Kendra told Alex and Walker about her car breaking down and that even though she tried, she was unable to determine the cause. So, she had walked back down the road to where she had seen a dirt road leading into the woods. She had hoped that at the end of that road was a house with a phone. Well, it had led to a ranch house all right, but it didn't house anything she had expected. It contained a meth lab.

"Well, they kind of spotted me before I could get out of there and I fought them off until one of them decided to hit me on the head with something. So, a couple of them grabbed me and brought me to their boss. Someone they called The Coyote."

Alex and Walker exchanged glances. The Coyote was a big-time drug dealer named Kyle Landon. It was rumored that he killed anyone who got in the way of the making or distribution of his products. His products included pot, cocaine, heroin and his product of pride was crystal meth. He had a broad distribution network and high priced lawyers that had gotten him off every time. Of course, the few times there had been witnesses they had disappeared, either to a bottomless pit or drinking margaritas in Mexico, in which the first case was far more likely. His legal businesses included a high cuisine restaurant and several classy hotels. He was clever enough not to have his products or distributors anywhere near the restaurant or the hotels.

Kendra noted the glance exchanged between Alex and Walker but continued on with her story. "He ordered me to tell me who I was, if I was a cop or whatever. He slapped me a few times when I didn't answer. Then he told his thugs to take me out back in the woods and 'take care of me'."

Kendra smiled mischievously. "That was his mistake. Two guys dragged me out about 50 yards into the woods. One of the guys pulled out a gun but before he could point it in my direction, I kicked him in the groin and when he leaned forward I kicked his chin. Then the other guy who was holding me was pretty riled up, so I stomped on his feet. Then I threw a few punches and kicks. Then I took off and headed deeper in the woods. I didn't stop running until I was sure they weren't following me. Of course, along the way, I tripped and slightly sprained my ankle. That was three days ago."

Kendra took a deep breath and let her story be processed by her hosts. She finished the glass of water in her hand in one drink and set the glass onto a coaster on the coffee table.

Alex and Walker exchanged silent thoughts. "You should get cleaned up," said Walker as he stood up.

Alex mimicked her husband and stood on her feet. "I'll find you some clothes you can wear," she said.

While Alex went to find her some clothes, Walker showed Kendra where the bathroom was so she could clean off the dried mud

Once Kendra was in the bathroom, Walker went to make a few calls.

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