Disclaimer: I don't own anything, the power rangers belong to Saban. Prologue is a little short, but there's more to come.
Prologue
The man parked his car and turned off the engine. He took a deep breath and then got out. Once he got to his destination he glanced at the sign, "Angel Grove Cemetery" the city where it all began.
Taking another deep breath he pushed open the gate. Walking amongst the many headstones he stopped once he reached the one he wanted.
He knelt down and placed the red rose that he had been carrying in front of the headstone. Standing back up he read the epitaph for what seemed like the thousandth time. After he read it, he looked out at the bright sky and stuffed his hands deep into the pockets of his leather jacket. He sighed as he thought back on old times and words left unsaid.
A tear slowly trailed its way down his cheek and he didn't bother to hide it. The wind tousled his brown hair as he began to speak,
"Wow, I can't believe it's been two years. You've been gone only two years, but God it feels like forever." The man cleared his throat as he became all choked up.
"I miss you, everyone does. You're a true hero you know. I don't know if I could have done what you did." He paused and glanced around. There was a woman sobbing on her knees in front of a gravestone, a man sat at her side trying his best to comfort her. He hoped that wouldn't be him again this year.
"I wish I could have done something, prevented your death somehow. It's…it's just not fair that you had to die."
Wiping away his tears the man continued, "But I wouldn't be standing here right now if it weren't for you."