Stranger crossings.
PR-AM continuity
A Kyuubi story
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Chapter one: Musings
"Hello there" A rather strong voice resonated throughout a the dark tunnel. My hairs stand on end with a wary knowledge.
That can't explain...
"Hello?" The voice rung out.
I was scared.
I let out a bellowed shout.
"H-Hi"
I'm pushed into a strange light.
I woke up with jolt to see that I wasn't in the tunnel anymore and back in my room. My sheets in a unrecognizable heap.
"Dyylllannn!" My mother yells in a high pitch. She's from a backwater town, so her heavy accent can get in the way sometimes. I wonder what she...
"Baby, get down here! I need you for breakfast!"
Damn
I slowly rise from my bed to see my messy bed head in the mirror directly on the wall before me. I had also noticed that my shirt had drool all over it. My stomach was growling loudly too.
Oh joy.
I practically roll of the bed onto my feet and then I shuffle thru my clothes to find my favorite tee. I soon find it and I throw on a pair of jeans and head down the stairs.
"Dylan!" I hear my mother again.
"I'm coming!" I yell with some disdain.
I walk down and yawn a yawn so ywany that the yawn gods would probably smile upon a yawn so yawny. I felt so tired and messed up from that dream, that I nearly forget school starts tomorrow.
My new school.
It isn't that I was new to town or anything, just that my freshman year at Wimblea private girl's school was just to
much for me. I would rather go to public school, but my parents think that they're dangerous to be in. Plus, the fact that I wanted to go a place where I could have a dorm and do as I please. I've always remembered that I never felt all the way at home. The feeling of wanderlust is what my dad called it, I think its just a case of the doldrums.
Oh joy.
I hear the toaster pop up in the kitchen and the smell of toast rises throughout the house, but the fact that I woke up on the wrong side of the bed doesn't wake up my appetite to the smell.
"Hey Dylan, do you have the brochure for your new school?" I see that my dad was sitting at the table, his face had a cheerful smile on it. This was his usually front to the overworked man beneath.
Though I love him to death, he had always been so frantically busy with his career as a event organizer. So my relationship with my dad can become a little strained sometimes.
"Maybe, I've got it here." I take it from of the top the microwave and throw it on the table.
My mother motions me to get the toast from the counter. She seemed a bit worried.
"Baby Girl"
"Yeah mom?" I said.
"I was watching the news and Dai Shi seems to be losing the fight with the Rangers." A smile pops up on her face.
That's it?
When I was younger, The power rangers was the only thing we talked about, they were like super heroes to us. Dad says they didn't appear until the early '90s. That never mattered to me though, I was in it for the colorful costumes.
"I hope that Jungle Fury red can keep up!" I said with a giggle.
"Let's hope, now eat your breakfast. We have to drop you off for your transport to your new school." My mother sighed slightly.
"It was Maelstrom division academy right?" I was so out of it.
"I believe it was." She replied.
That's my mother, she originally from a small town in eastern Europe, she fell in love with my father when she meet him at a hospital where my grandpa was in a coma. Dad supported her when he grandpa died there, and the rest is history.
Happy as usual, what is it with my mood today?
I take my plate of toast and plop it on the table, the dream still running thru my mind. I usually don't feel this out-of-wack; maybe it was that bean dip...
A loud noise snaps me from my thoughts.
It was the door slamming, Frank had walked in with the dog.
So the return of dumbass.
The dumbass is Frank, My older brother. He thinks he's all that and a bag of chips. In reality land, his cool factor is about -56 at best. Frank thinks that if you hit on enough girls and have a cool ride your good in life. (His car was cool...when your six and a half. )
"Yo, little stupid...you..."
"Franklin Skipper Mattel, shut your mouth." Mom cuts him off.
" Going to a new school? Afraid of the perverted principal of your old one?" He sneered back at my mother.
They continue to argue for a bit, I walked away and headed back upstairs. My room had been cleaned out of anything I was taking. Maelstrom ether had to be worth my time or a load of something I've never seen before.
How I found out I was going to Maelstrom was thru a brochure my dad found at a conference. It was supposed to far away from here, Shark River, NJ. I had read the brochure a million before I decided I would go there. The way they seemed to run it was different, something about 3 man squads and 4 teams, etc.
How I would get to Maelstrom..is an interesting story. After I put my things in the car to go to the "drop-off point" where the "transportation" would "pick me up". My brother unfortunately had to come, he wanted to pain me more in my excursion there.
"Mom, where is the drop-off point?" I asked in a small voice.
She was busy staring down Frank at the moment. Then she slowly leaned over and whispered.
"The tree right before the exit." He voice seemed a bit more serious than what I would expect of her. The timing of the whisper left me a bit scared.
"But do also know?" My mother whispered again. I was confused by her question.
She moved in closer..and closer...
"You should of used a darker pink for your bangs." She smirked a bit and retracted back into her seat.
What the frickin..frackin...Random?
This is my life, and it was about to get even stranger.
We soon reach the drop-off point, Mom was right about the tree. It was eerie, the clouds in the sky had stopped moving.
The tree had a endless, eternal appeal going on.
Bad horror movie? No...it was going to be..
"Honey, get your bags." My mother simply put.
Frank smirked and remarked "So when are the zombies going to attack?" His face twisted into a evil grin now.
Please burn in the lowest pits of hell you piece of shi...
"No remarks from you Frank, Zombies don't exist in this world." my Mom butt in.
This world??
I take my stuff from the trunk and place them next the ancient oak, I turn around to say goodbye but...
There was just a letter in my hand.
I open up the envelope and take out a folded piece of paper.
Dear Dylan,
Sorry we sped off, your brother was just about make more remarks. This new school needs to be your new beginning.
Please remember, we love to death and please succeed for all our benefit. If you ever lose your confidence, look to the stars and wish that you had the will of a ranger. I expect you'll have adventures beyond what me or your father ever had.
In loving sincerity,
Mama.
"Ether Is this the most depressing goodbye I have ever read or my mom is traumatized to the point of insanity.
"Dylan, you really woke up on the wrong side of the bed.
End chapter
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UPDATE: 8/31/08: I changed this story from X-overs to Power rangers, but keep in mind that its a deep crossover of many things