Pink Light?
That was the first thing Alex Russo saw. It was dim at first but by the time she fully even realized it was there, it was burning. It grew more intense by the minute, sweeping her off her senses, out of her mind. It grew stronger and stronger, but no matter what she did she couldn't get out of its blinding, pink grasp.
The light drew its long rays out over her; it enveloped her in a prison of radiance. She squirmed, she screamed, she did everything. She used every last bit of energy she had, and finally it began to work. The glow was still there, but it was not as strong. Lines were beginning to take shape. She saw a Pink Phoenix. Not nearly what she used to be.
Darkness again.
At first Alex thought it was just darkness, but she realized it was not lack of light, it was black. A color. It was all around her,dotted with little rays of light. Tiny speckles shining like their own little universes. But suddenly it was no longer so dark. Something was emerging. She couldn't quite make it out, but it seemed to have an pink hew to it. It had the energy of pure hope, probably as good, if not better, as the phoenix. It was all coming into focus. Vocabulary, thoughts.
Understanding.
This vision of the phoneix faded away and light was returning. It was adding up in her mind, the dots were connecting. She almost had it.
The man . a source of Hope, the hope grew stronger and stronger as a phoenix's cry was heard. Then everything dawned on Alex. On what the Phoenix might be, on what her vision meant.
Suddenly visions of A power rangers never before seen appeared in Alex's head. Alex was starting to understand when suddenly her eyes opened.
" What the fuck was that" Alex gasped before passing out again and seeing the pink light once more.
