A/N: Hey folks! It has been a long time since I've written something but I came up with a really original story that I know you will like if you give it a chance.
It is inspired by the show Lost in the world of Power Rangers. The concept is taking a lot of the elements from the show Lost and bringing it into a Ranger Universe. A group of Ex-Rangers all board the plane for different reason but all end up in the same place. It has been years since being a ranger for some, and a short while for others, but we explore their lives and where they been and what they have been doing through flashbacks while they attempt to uncover the truth about the island. Now keep in mind, I am not following exactly how the show Lost played out, but I will take a lot of familiar elements out of it to help with the story. This is not a character crossover between the shows Lost and Power Rangers. We will see lots and lots of rangers in this. Not just the starting cast.
Also note: All the facts and situations with the rangers in the TV series still apply and are part of this Universe. The only exception is that crossover episodes/Team-ups did not happen in this A.U nor does Tommy's Ranger Diary exist. The reason is because if they did than everyone who know each other and it would just be hard of a story to write.
The Cast (For now)
Tommy Oliver, Adam Park, Karone, Dana Mitchell, Eric Myers, Dustin Brooks, Hunter Bradley
Tori Hanson, Kira Ford, Conner McKnight , Schulyer Tate, Bridge Carson, Robert "RJ" James, Summer Landson
A/N 2: Flashbacks are in the past before they were on the island.
Chapter 01: Welcome to the Island Part 1
(Day 1)
The harsh sounds of swaying trees awoke Tommy Oliver back to life. Taking a gasping breath, his vision sharpened back to normal.
"What the hell happened?" He thought to himself. He let his eyes wonder without moving an inch and all he could see were the designs of the trees and the clear blue skies above. Feeling his chest rising and collapsing, his nerves began rushing back throughout his body. Mixed with various soars and pains as well as sharp twigs and rocks pressing against his entire body, he forced himself to sit up.
"Ugh." He groaned, placing one of his hands on the back of his head to check for injuries. He looked from side to side. He than took the same hand and rubbed it across the side of his temple. He wiped the blood off and onto the grass. With all his might, he finally stood up and looked back up at the blue sky before spinning around to figure out where he was. He patted his black leather jacket, noticing a large torn on the side. Taking it off and revealing his green T-Shirt, he inspected his entire body, to check for any other injuries.
A slight crack caught his attention, forcing Tommy to turn around to see a figure stumbling out from behind a tree. A young woman, with dark dirty blonde hair, collapsed near a tree, holding her side. Her face was smeared with dirt, and her yellow shirt and blue jeans were tattered. Tommy rushed over and got on one knee.
"Are you alright?"
She muffled, arching her brows and glancing down to her side. Tommy followed his eyes and noticed her entire side was bloody. "I've been better" She spoke between her painful groans.
"Hang in there." He responded, standing up and lifting his green shirt over his head. He bundled the shirt into a ball and lifted the woman's hand up and placed it near the wound. "Put some pressure on it."
"There are more people at the beach." The blonde pointed in the direction behind her. "It's a nightmare."
"Hang in there. I'm going to find a doctor." He stood up while the sun peaked through the cracks of the trees right behind him. She looked up, starring at him in his white wife beater before he vanished.
He raced through the trees and brushes, ignoring the scratches and nicks that they were leaving behind. He flew out of the jungle and onto the beach where he heard screaming and smoke. He remained frozen, in disbelief, watching as people were running around in pure panic. The debris of a once whole plane scattered everywhere. Flames burned across the beach, through suite cases, and pieces of the plane.
Tommy ran towards it all, stopping to spot a short blonde woman resuscitating a body. She pressed hard on the man's chest, counting every press, before breathing into the mouth again. Tommy slide in front of her and she jumped from the surprise. "I need your help." He shouted.
She leaned back forward, getting back into position, "Can't you see I'm trying to save his life?" She snapped angrily. He was a medium built man. His body was lifeless. With a final press on the chest the man began coughing and gasping for air. "Are you alright, Victor? Breathe nice and slow." She helped the guy up.
A scream caught all three of their attention and Tommy jerked his head to see a familiar face screaming as she was trying to lift up a beam. "Kira?" He whispered, getting back on his feet and towards her.
The blonde woman that was giving CPR watched as he left with haste. "Dana!" She heard her name scream. She stood up and ran the other direction.
"Push harder!"
Kira pushed as hard as she could, trying to lift up the large steel beam. She looked down at her friend that was crushed underneath. "Connor." She coughed soon after in response to his plea, "I-I can't get it up."
Tommy ran to her and she swiftly averted her eyes to him. With an almost sigh of a relief, soon taken over with more panic, she brushed her dirty frail hair out of the way, "Tommy!" Without a word, he helped her slowly lift the beam up. Another person came out of nowhere and help pull Connor out before Kira and Tommy dropped the beam.
"My leg." Connor looked down at the blood. He sat up, holding his leg, biting his bottom lips to prevent the painful screams.
Kira fell to her knees, "You'll be alright." She reassured her comrade, "Just don't move your leg." She looked back up to Tommy. "What the hell happened! Are you hurt?"
"No." He ran his hands through his short hair, "I don't know." He looked over to see a stranger crying next to a man. The black woman held the lifeless body. "I have no clue." He whispered.
Start Flashback
"Tommy." A voice echoed. "Earth to Tommy." The young professor snapped out of a trance and turned around to see Adam Park arching his eye brows at him. "You alright man?"
"Yeah." He spoke up, "Yeah sorry, I got a little distracted." He stood in the middle of the airport with one of his oldest friends. Hugging his shoulder bag closely, he pulled out his glasses case from his leather jacket and opened it, before finally placing the glasses on his face.
Adam pointed to the gate where Kira Ford and Connor Mcknight were standing. The two were waiting patiently for Tommy and Adam to catch up. "You ready?"
This is the last call for Sydney Australia to L.A. at Gate 5. Please have your ticket ready for boarding.
The four of them got onto the plane and searched for their seat. Reading their tickets, Tommy and Adam found their seats on the right side of the plane with Kira and Connor settling across from them in the middle row.
"That was so much fun, Dr. O." Kira leaned forward to look at Tommy who sat near the window. "Thanks for inviting us along."
"No problem Kira, I told you that being a Paleontologist is more than just teaching in a classroom."
"It's going to be a great report for your paper." Adam added, crossing his arms, "A nice little hands on experience should get you an A+"
"It was nice for you to come along too, Connor." Tommy turned his attention to him.
Connor just nodded, pulling a magazine from the back of the seat in front of him. "Yeah, sorry I missed some of the excavation."
"Maybe you shouldn't have overslept." Kira chimed with annoyance.
Before anyone could respond, a young brunette brushed by, accidently dropping a comic book. He turned around and picked it up, smiling right at Kira before continuing along. The musician blonde looked up over her seat to see the plaid yellow shirt man talking to a woman and a man that were sitting.
Tommy starred out the window, watching the airport employees run around the plane. He then heard a sound and turned to see a stewardess standing there and speaking into the intercom. "Ladies and Gentlemen. If you can please take your seat, we will begin departure. Please note the exits at both the front and back end of the plane. We ask you to remain seated until the pilot has turned off the seatbelt sign. As always, thank you very much for flying Oceanic 335."
End Flashback
Tommy watched as Kira crawled over and grabbed a shirt that was half buried in the sand. She shook it furiously before ripping it and wrapping it around Connor's leg. The boy did his best trying not to flinch. "Hold still you wuss." She shot him a look. Connor remained frozen as she continued to finish the wrap.
"Tommy." Connor spoke up, calling his name, "You should go see if everyone else is okay. I'll be fine."
"Alright." Tommy continued his move. He spotted the same blonde that was giving CPR standing there looking at all the scattered suite cases, clothes, and various items. He quickly came up to her and she turned, "You're a doctor, right?"
She nodded, "Yeah, does someone need attention?"
"I have this girl at the edge of the forest. She's injured pretty badly."
"Take me to her."
The two swiftly passed the debris and back into the jungle. Tommy followed the path and back into the clearing where he turned to see the woman still sitting there waiting. "She's right here." He called out to the doctor before turning to the injured woman, "I found a doctor."
"Hi, my name is Dana." She kneeled down to look at the injury, "What's your name?"
"Summer." The woman responded, "Summer Landson." She flinched trying to move, "I don't think it's too bad."
Dana inspected the wound, lifting the side of her shirt, "You have a strange definition of what's not bad." She traded looks with Tommy, "I'm going to need to stitch this."
"What are we going to use?" Tommy asked.
"See if you can find like a sowing needle and a spool or something. Also look for alcohol."
Dana watched as Tommy vanished once more before looking back at Summer. She smiled "How did you end up out here?" She tried to distract her from the pain.
"I wanted to get out of there." Summer leaned her head against the tree, "Everything was happening so fast."
"I know what you mean." Dana smiled. She cleared her dirty hair, and wiped the sweat from her forehead. Looking around, the jungle was hot and humid. The sun continued to beat hard down on them. Finally Tommy reappeared with a small sowing kit. "Great." Dana stood up and took it from his hands, "This will work."
"Alright. I'm going to head back to make sure everyone else is alright."
"Wait." Dana shouted out to him, "What's your name?"
He turned, "Tommy." He said before running off, "Tommy Oliver."
She paused for a second, looking out into the distant.
Start Flashback
Dana was listening to music on the plane, sitting in the middle rows. She starred straight at Tommy who was writing a few things in a notebook two rows in front and to the left. Having no idea who he was, she turned away.
She glanced at the man sitting next to him who was muffling something. "What?" Dana responded, pulling her head phones off, "I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you."
"I said 'you like The Smiths?'" He pointed to the cd player.
She looked down and gave a slight chuckle, "Oh yeah." She nodded, "They're kind of soothing, you know?"
He reached out his hand and returned a smile at her, "RJ"
Dana reached out and shook her hand, "Dana." She quickly responded before letting go, "What business brought you to Sydney?"
With a grin he looked away for a sec before returning his attention on her, "It's a long story. I don't want to bore you with the details."
"Oh?" She eyed him before placing her CD in her bag, "We got a long flight. Details are all the time we have. What about you?"
"Family." She looked back at him, "I guess family is the reason why I came."
"That's nice." He smiled, "Family is a good thing to have."
A slight bing sound came on and the stewardess spoke into the intercom,
There is no reason to be alarm but if there is a doctor on board, can you please turn on your signal light. Thank you.
Dana rolled her eyes, looking as the Stewardess hooked the intercom back to the wall. She reached up and hit the light before smiling back at RJ, "I guess the story has to wait." She got up and followed the stewardess. Tommy watched her disappear into the front behind the curtain before looking back at his notebook. Dana came across a man lying on the ground. "What happened?"
The stewardess bent down with her, "He came up to us like this. He was trying to use the bathroom but someone is in there. He says he doesn't have his inhaler and can't breathe."
"What's your name sir?"
"Vi-Vic-Vitctor." He finally forced his name out, "I-I can't breath."
"Alright." She placed his hands on his shoulder, "I need you to slow down. Clear your head. Just breathe at my rate. Nice and slow."
The room remained quite. Dana and Victor's breathing were the only thing happening. Suddenly the plane began to rock a little, causing the lights to flicker a little.
Hey ladies and gentlemen. We are just experiencing a minor turbulence. If you can take your seat as we have the seatbelt sign on and we'll get through this perfectly fine.
"You two have to take your seat now." The Stewardess stood up, helping Victor up, "It might get a little bumpy."
Dana followed as the two found an empty seat near the entrance they came out of and sat down. She sat down next to victor who was still struggling to breathe, "Just keep your breathing nice and slow." She spoke again, "Nothing to worry about. We'll get through this."
The plane began to rock again, and some people got startled from their sleep. Some noises came from the passengers as anther shock hit the plane. Then another, and suddenly a quick feeling of decent and some scream after. The plane had begun to fall, as Dana held tightly onto her chair. "Nice and slow Victor!" She screamed. The emergency oxygen mask fell from the ceiling as Dana looked out the window, watching as the clouds vanished and the blue sky appeared. She closed her eyes waiting for the impact.
End Flashback
Tommy found himself walking back to the beach where everyone was still in disarray. The fire had pretty much died out, with the last remaining smoke rising into the sky. The professor made his way back to where Kira was standing, talking to Adam. She had helped moved Connor away from the debris and was sitting there inspecting his leg. He craned his head and watched as Tommy approached him.
"Hey." He spoke out loud, "Where did you go?"
"I had to help another injury." He stated, stopping to stand next to Kira.
She cleared the bangs from her face, "What are we going to do now? It seems like we crashed on an island." Kira turned to face to the rest of the survivors. There were at least 30 survivors standing around talking and helping each other out. "No one knows what to do."
"We just need to make sure everyone is calm." Tommy responded, "Were rangers." He smirked.
"We were once rangers." Connor looked out into the ocean, "It's not going to save us now."
"Look. We just have to make sure everyone sticks together." Adam looked down at him.
A man began to approach the four of them. Tommy, Adam and Kira both turned to see him approach. He was wearing a blue button shirt that had a large tear in the sleeve. His jeans were dirty and tattered as well. The man stood tall, with broad shoulders and piercing eyes. He stopped in front of them.
"Hey." He spoke sternly, "You four alright?"
"Yeah." Kira forced a smile, "For the most part. How about them?" She starred back at the crowd.
He glanced over before looking back at her, "They'll be fine. They're all shaken up but no one is seriously hurt." He then darted his eyes over to Tommy, "I saw what you did. That was some quick thinking there."
"Thanks."
"I was thinking of locating the front end of the plane. Maybe find the black box and radios or something."
"The black box?" Connor forced himself up, hopping on his better leg to regain balance, "What's that?"
"It's a flight recorder." The broad man took a few steps back, "We might be able to see what was recorded on it and what the hell happened. I was hoping you would accompany me." He eyed Tommy.
"Sure." He extended his hand, "Names Tommy."
"Sky." The man shook his hand and turned to walk back towards the crowd.
Tommy looked at his friends. Kira bit her lips, "You sure you want to go in that Jungle, Dr. O?" she said hesitantly.
"You should go." Adam placed his hand on Kira's shoulder, "I'll look after these two and help the others maintain sanity here."
Tommy continued to walk up to the crowd where he was talking to a young brunette wearing a dirty green shirt. Dana came out of the jungle with Summer holding onto her for support. The two ladies made their way over to the crowd where they listened closely to Sky.
"Alright folks." He yelled loudly for everyone to hear, "We are lucky to be alive so now we just have to keep staying alive until we are rescued." He darted his eyes to each of them, "We need to work together. I'm not exactly sure where we are but I would suggest not leaving this general vicinity. If you have to, do not go out alone or you're running the risk of never finding us again. We need a group of people to search for water and some others to salvage all of the things around here. If you think we can use it, grab it."
"What about the bodies." Dana called out. Everyone turned to her. Summer let go of Dana and stood there, holding her side. "We can't just leave them here like this."
"What would you suggest us to do?" Sky said annoyingly.
Summer piped back a response, "We should bury them. They shouldn't be baking in the sun."
"Fine. You do that." Sky turned to Tommy, "Tommy, my friend Bridge and I are going to head into the jungle. I noticed smoke earlier. It might be the other part of the plane."
Sky began to walk out of the crowd as everyone began to disband. Bridge, the boy in the dirty green shirt, followed behind with Tommy shortly after. A blonde man and a woman came up to them. Like everyone else, they were dirty and tattered. One was in blue and the other in crimson. "Hey." The blonde woman spoke, "Can we come with you?"
"We are missing our friend." The dirty blonde added, "Were hoping to find him."
"If he still alive." Sky turned towards the jungle, "Be my guest." As he stared.
Read and Review. To be Continued.