Disclaimer: I do not own Power Rangers or it's characters. I do own the self made characters in the story.
The people and events in this story are fictitious. Any similarity to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental an unintentional.
Summary: Instead of 3 kids in detention there are 5. Matt thought he could have an ordinary high school life, was he wrong to get in detenion that day or will it help him face his past? This is story is about the same as Dinothunder with extra characters added.
Couples: Slight Kirrent, TrentxOC, ConnerxOC, KiraxOC
This story is written by Abigail and me. Where I do most of the fighting scenes and she basicly comes up with the dialogues that you mostly read.
He could hear the screams from his holding cell. He was unable to see in the darkness and at first he felt uncomfortable, but he eventually got used to only hearing. In fact he preferred it that way, it made it impossible to see what they did to him. He was no longer scared of the countless needles they put in him or whatever other experiment they did to him as long he wouldn't need to see the aftermath. The same routine every day, he knew he was next in line to undergo the experiments. As he sat there he heard footsteps and the faint sound of something being dragged closer and closer. A door opened and he heard a faint thud in the room next to him and a door closing afterwards. The footsteps moved and stopped in front of his door, a key inserted and a lock clicked open. The door opened as rays of light filled the room.
"Be careful with this one, he has tried to escape a number of times." said a low grunting voice.
His eyes were closed because of the light, but he knew that he had to stand and so he did.
"You sure? He seems kinda obedient."
"Trust me, he takes you down before you know it. I don't know why they invest so much in these wrecks."
"They are already broken and it is not that hard to make them obey you. Besides why are you complaining? You get to boss 'em around and you get a good paycheck."
The man with the low voice chuckled. Clearly the idea of pulling the strings and the amount of money appealed to him.
They walked towards him and guided him into the hallway. He knew what was expected of him and walked in a straight line towards the doors. They opened automatically and he entered a room full of devices. He lay down on the chair as he had always done and the guards strapped him tight to the chair. A familiar face popped into his view, grinning at him. It was an older man, the signs of time evident on his face.
"Well how is my little pet doing today? Still thinking of escaping, huh?" The older man grinned at him. "Alright then, let's get this experiment underway then shall we?"
Surrounding the older man, were others all dressed in labcoats and having a cap concealing their mouths. They activated the machines and observed what was happening. The next thing he know he felt a searing pain.
He awoke screaming and sat up straight right away. He was covered in sweat, he grabbed his head and closed his eyes trying to remember what he just dreamed about.
"What a nightmare..." He said softly.
The door flew open and the lights flicked on. His parents entering in their robes, shock and fear plastered over their faces. His mother rushed towards him and sat down on his bed. She was a petite woman; he was almost just as large as her. She showed Asian features and he knew she was from a family that practiced martial arts. After all his grandfather taught up until a few weeks ago.
"Honey, are you alright?" she asked concerned. His father kneeled at the side of his bed. He was different from his mother and was large and built strongly, his hair was blond. His face was muscular and more or less square.
"We heard you screaming." His father stated.
"It's nothing.... just a nightmare. It just felt so.... real... as though I was reliving a memory." He told his parents with a shaky voice. His father cast a sideway glance at his wife.
"Dreams are just dreams, son. Refresh yourself and go back to sleep, high school starts tomorrow and you don't want to be falling asleep on your first day." His father said to him in a fatherly fashion.
He nodded and got up and walked towards the bathroom. His parents followed and walked to their own room, his mother giving him another concerned look and then a comforting smile before withdrawing and closing the door behind her. He walked into the bathroom and opened the water tap, as the water flowed he bent forward and held his head under the water tap. With his left hand he grabbed a towel from the rack and dried his face. Leaving the towel hanging around his neck he supported himself on the sink and looked into the mirror into his own blue eyes, his wet black hair hanging in his face. He didn't look like his parents at all, but he never really gave a thought about it… but now…. Lately, he had these dreams more often. Mostly the same, sometimes they were different, but always the same room and hallway. He didn't understand it all and wished he could make sense of it. "No sense in lingering over these dreams Matt." He told himself reassuringly. He walked back to his room and laid down in bed and before he knew it sleep crawled over him.
Matt awoke the next morning to start a new life at Reefside high.
Abigail's Note: Okay so the prologue is kinda short, but trust me the rest isn't. There are similarities here and there of all the shows that I enjoyed, that includes anime and manga. Read and Review!
Fire's Note: Um... Yeah not much to say so I guess just read and a review would be great.
