Hey all! Grace here! Here is the first chapter! Tell me whatcha think? The OC's in this both belong to Arctic4Queen. But everyone else is mine. On that note, enjoy and leave a review if ya can.

Canna Ellis is portrayed by Naomi Scott

Atlas Anders is portrayed by Luke Davis

Lauren Winters is portrayed by Lia Marie Johnson

Shawn Winters is portrayed by Jace Norman

Danne Silva is portrayed by Thomas Doherty

Ms. Kelsea Anders is portrayed by Taissa Farmiga

Chapter 1

The sun shone brightly on a bright summer morning as Canna walked briskly down the sidewalk toward the library, her messenger tote bouncing off her thighs. She ran her hand through her brown hair as she took a sip of her iced latte. Her mind kept playing over the text she read the night earlier. She had to decipher it, she had to know what became of the five or became of Zachariah and Ava. Almost to the library, Canna stopped when her phone buzzed. She pulled it out and looked to see a news blurb. She read it quickly and sighed sadly. A young girl had run away about a week back and there was still no word on her. Canna shook her head and slipped her phone into the back pocket on her jean shorts before going up the stairs to the library two at a time. Once at the top, she adjusted the messenger back strap so it wasn't shifting her plain tee and zip up hoodie. She went through the door and winced when her sneakers squeaked on the floor. The librarian shushed her as she held up a hand in defense. Trying not to make any more noise, Canna went back to the area she was before and closed the door off. She couldn't wait for the college to start up then she would have her own office to use instead. Canna began to pull books out of the messenger as she began her research on the others. From what she gathered from the night prior; Eleanor and Ethan were related most likely siblings. Britt seemed to be a close friend to Ethan while Jack and Taiga seemed to be close as well. Eleanor seemed to do some inappropriate jobs for women at the time. But not much was known on Jack and Taiga. Even less was known about Zachariah and Ava. With that, Canna got up and went to explore the area to see if she could dig up more about the four lesser known ones. After a while later, she came back with an arm load of books. She found plenty on Jack, Taiga and Zachariah but what concerned her was the lack of writing on Ava. How could one woman fall of the face of the earth like that? She was so deep in thought that a deep voice behind her made her yelp in surprise and spin around. Canna growled as she saw a young man with a sun kissed messy blonde quif that accented his deeply tanned skin and shimmery blue eyes. The man smirked as he crossed his arms over his chest revealing the muscles in his upper arms due to the blue sleeveless tank he had on. Canna huffed as she went back to sit down causing the man to chuckle.

"Sorry Can," he boomed softly, "Didn't mean to scare you." The man went and sat down next to her as his tan khaki shorts swished a bit. His sneakers squeaked a little as he bounced his right leg. Canna looked over at him before spreading the books out and looking at them. The man looked at them as well and raised an eyebrow.

"I've seen that look before," the man stated softly, "Something has you stumped." Canna looked over and nodded.

"There is nothing on Ava," Canna stated softly, "Atlas, it's like she fell off the face of the earth. I found things on Jack, Taiga and Zachariah but absolutely nothing on her." The man, Atlas, hummed for a moment as he scanned some of the books before his eyes settled on the one Canna found from the treasure trove the local museum found.

"Odds are," Atlas started, "Miss Ava is in that book." Canna sighed as she gently picked up the time hardened book.

"If that's the case," Canna stated, "Then I've got my work cut out for me. This book has definitely seen better days. But from what I can tell it's more of a journal then a book. There are different entries in different handwriting. So, most likely, each one of our team we're studying has written in it." Atlas nodded as he leaned back.

"And you're sure this is the same group that has to be found?" questioned Atlas. Canna shuddered as she thought back.

The rain poured down as Canna zipped up her rain coat and stepped out of the van with Atlas stepping out of the other side.

"You sure this is the place?" asked Atlas uneasily as the old house in front of them creaked in the wind. Canna nodded as one of the shudders fell of the house. Atlas sighed as he grabbed a flashlight and some of the bags.

"Then let's get this over with," he murmured handing Canna a bag. The brunette nodded as she followed closely to him.

"You know you didn't have to come with me Atlas," Canna murmured. Atlas gave her a smirk over his shoulder as he stepped lightly up the old front stairs which amazed Canna due to his muscle size.

"And let my beautiful girlfriend go into a dilapidated house where I would most likely have to be called in anyways when you fell through somewhere," Atlas chuckled, "I figured I would kill two birds with one stone and just come with you." Canna gave the blonde a whack on the arm as she huffed.

"I'm not a damsel in distress, Attie," Canna hissed as she closed the door softly behind and slipped off her hood. Atlas did the same thing and shook out his messy blonde quif.

"I know Can," Atlas replied looking around, "But I would still be worried about you going in here." Canna gave him a small smile as she too scanned around the room. A shiver coursed through her before she spun to look at what looked like a dining room. She slowly walked into the room as she flipped on her flashlight. Everything seemed to still be set from when the last owners left. Dust covered the table and chairs, even the dinnerware on the table. Atlas came in behind her as she continued to look around. She was about to say something when creaking could be heard from the other room. Canna looked back as Atlas spun to see if there was anyone there.

"Probably the wind," Canna murmured, "This house is really old after all." Atlas nodded as Canna went to investigate a door on the far end. When she got close to it though, she was stopped by something. She tried to walk forward but found that something blocking, almost like someone put an invisible wall up. A shiver coursed through Canna as she took the warning and went back the other way. Atlas raised an eyebrow as she shook her head and went to go into the other room.

"Find it…" a voice called to her softly. Canna jumped and looked back but saw nothing.

"What is it babe?" asked Atlas, concern lacing his voice. Canna just shook her head as she looked around.

"Nothing hun," she murmured. She was a little spooked by the voice but squelched it down as she and Atlas went to investigate the upstairs. She was about to step of the second to the top when something pushed her to the side. Canna yelped as Atlas caught her and kept her from going down the stairs.

"What the hell," exclaimed Atlas. He turned to see who shoved her and his eyes widened. Right where Canna was about to put her foot down, was a hole that she would have fallen through had she put her weight on it. Canna followed his gaze and shivered a bit.

"Whatever pushed me," Canna murmured, "Saved my life, didn't they?" Atlas nodded as he carefully investigated the hole. Canna gulped as she scooted up the wall and onto the second-floor landing. Atlas turned to look at her as he was about to say something but a voice overcame his.

"Find them… find book!" Atlas's eyes widened as Canna gulped and shook a bit. Atlas shook his head as he gently grabbed Canna's upper arms.

"Listen to me Can," he commanded gently, "This voice seems to want help. While he is demanding, he hasn't done anything to harm us. Actually, quite the opposite, he has saved you twice now." Canna took a deep breath as she nodded and Atlas gave her a small smile before exploring the hallway a bit. Canna took a tentative step when she felt a presence next to her. She looked over and as she did lightning illuminated the hallway. Her eyes widened when she saw the ghostly figure of a young man looking back at her. Once the lightning receded the man's figure was gone. Canna shook as she remembered what Atlas told her.

"Find books…" the voice spoke desperately, "need help!" Canna shivered as the voice seemed right in her left ear which was right where the figure was standing moments ago.

"What do you need help with?" Canna stammered softly. A delightful feeling overcame Canna as the ghost next to her seemed happy with the question. She was about to ask another question when a yell resounded down the hallway. Without thinking, Canna ran toward it as she realized she couldn't see Atlas in the hallway. As she ran, she felt the presence keep stride with her almost protecting her. Canna could not have been happier about that when she came to the end of the hallway. She looked around but couldn't find Atlas anywhere.

"Attie!" Canna whisper yelled. Fear began to nibble away at her insides. She looked down the hallway and whimpered a bit when the shadows grew at the other end.

"Find book…" the ghost whispered, "Save him… get help!" Canna shuddered as she remembered a theory one of her supernatural enthusiast friends talked about. One where ghost could attach to an object. So, by finding the book, she could find help. Is that what he was saying? Canna nodded as she decided to go with that theory.

"Where is the book?" Canna squeaked out. Before the voice could answer, a yell resounded through the house.

"Canna! You need to leave… Not safe…" She stifled a cry as she heard Atlas getting cut off by something. As if sensing her fear and worry the presence enveloped her with a warming feeling. Canna smiled lightly at the gesture and wiped her eyes on the back of her sleeve.

"Thank you," she sniffled, "Please lead the way to the book." She soon was following the presence towards the shadows at the other end. The more Canna got to them, the more scared she became.

"Not fear…" the voice rang out, "Protect…" Canna cocked her head to the side as she looked back.

"You don't want me to be afraid," Canna whispered, "You'll protect me?" The presence became happy with her statement. Canna nodded a little as she followed the presence into the darkness. Her flashlight flickered a little toward the end of it causing her fear to come back. But she quickly squelched it as she remembered the voice.

"In here…" the voice stated. Canna shined the light on an old door that looked ready to fall off its hinges. With a gulp, Canna scooted forward and gave the door a gentle push. To her surprise it didn't fall off the hinges but creaked open. She slowly entered the room and as she did felt something else in there with them. Lightning flashed as fear took hold again but the voice soothed her.

"Friend…" Canna gulped and nodded as she looked around the room. She soon discovered it was a library. She was about to ask about the book when an old chest went flying toward her. She cried out as she jumped onto the old settee and the chest stopped in front of her.

"Numskull…" a different voice scolded as a snort resounded from the corner of the room. Canna took a deep breath as she got off the settee and knelt down. When she did, she felt a different presence kneel next to her. This one seemed just as protective as the last but in a different way. Canna looked at the chest and slowly opened it. Her eye widened when she saw old books and documentation.

"Is this what I was to find?" she asked softly, gently picking up one of the books. She gently opened it and an old photo fell out. She picked it up and gasped. She recognized one of the men in the picture, it was the figure she saw in the lightning illumination. Canna turned it over to find seven names on the back.

"So, his name was Jack," she murmured, "Well thank you Jack for protecting me, if your still here." The presence next to her gave of warm feeling as she gently put everything in the bag she had on her back. She gently pocketed the picture before pushing the chest back into the corner causing a snort from the corner and laugh from right next to her. Canna was about to ask what that was about when a pained yell filled the house again. Canna's eyes widened as she raced toward the door, looking back one more time. As she did, another massive lightning flash filled the room and in it she saw seven figures looking at her.

"Find them…" the nearest one spoke, "Save world!" Canna's eyes widened as the figures disappeared with the lightning.

Canna was brought from her reverie by snapping fingers in her face. She looked over to see Atlas looking at her with a pained expression as he rotated his arm. She grimaced as he too remembered that night well.

"As for your earlier question," Canna stated softly, "I am absolutely certain we need to find their descendants. Jack, Britt and Ethan would not have helped me otherwise." Canna looked over as Atlas held his right shoulder.

"And you of all people should know why it's important," Canna finished. Atlas grimaced and shivered before massaging his shoulder. Oh, he knew why… he also knew the struggle had just begun.

~Legends~

Across town a mound of blankets stirred as the sun warmed the bed. Suddenly a tanned hand shot out from under the covers, bumbling around on the nightstand. The hand soon found what they were looking for and grabbed the phone before shooting back under the blankets. A groan resounded from under the blankets before the mound got pushed off. It revealed a sleepy teenage girl. A yawn escaped her as she got out of bed and trudged toward her bathroom. A yelp escaped her lips when she looked in the mirror. Her normally long flowy dirty blonde hair looked like a tangled mess and her ice blue eyes looked immensely tired. The girl groaned as she splashed water on her face and proceeded to wash it. Once that was done, she tried to tame the mess on her head. After a couple minutes, the girl gave off a triumphant smile as her hair laid on her back and shoulders. She went back out into her room and quickly got dressed. She slipped on her black skinny jeans and blue Nike babydoll tank before finishing out with some Nike socks. To say she was a fan of Nike was an understatement. She padded out of the room and down the stairs as a deep voice yelled from upstairs,

"Lauren, did you finish the laundry yesterday?" The girl, Lauren, sighed as she turned around and leaned up the stairs.

"Yes Shawn," Lauren yelled up, "I finished it and put it in your room. So, it should be there." A sigh came back down from the upstairs causing Lauren to giggle. The girl went into the kitchen and began getting the items together to make a fruit and yogurt parfait. As she did, Lauren turned on the TV. On the news was about the teenage girl that ran away and whether it was foul play. Lauren shook her head as she finished making the parfait and took a bite.

"You shouldn't watch that depressing crap Lo," a voice spoke behind her. Lauren jumped a little and spun around to see Shawn shirtless. His tanned skin glistened in the morning sun as his blue eyes jumped between his sister and the TV. Lauren gave of a smile as the boy ran his hand through his dirty blonde hair that flipped to the right side. The boy padded forward as his black ripped skinnier jeans swished a bit. His sock feet padded to a stop next to her. The boy reached out and grabbed the pack of strawberries and opened them before taking a couple.

"I like to stay up to date Shawn," Lauren commented, "Anyways you need to go find a shirt." The boy, Shawn, smirked as he flexed his lean muscles and retorted,

"What? Don't like what you see?" Lauren blanched as she whacked his bicep.

"That's gross idiot," Lauren commented, "I'm your twin, I shouldn't find you attractive." Shawn snickered as he went down the basement stairs. He soon came back up with a grey tee and slipped it on. He leaned back on the counter and took ate a couple strawberries.

"Lauren, Shawn," a voice yelled from the entry way, "You need to go before your late. You want to get the classes you like, right?" Shawn and Lauren looked at each other and nodded as they grabbed their Nikes, slipping them on.

"Thanks mom," Lauren smiled as she kissed her cheek. Shawn nodded as she ran past her, following his twin. The twins hurried on to the school to finish signing up. They went through door and onto the classroom to finish up. When they walked in they were greeted by their homeroom teacher for the year, Ms. Anders. The blonde teacher smiled at them as she straightened out her maxi summer dress.

"Good morning you two," she chirped happily. Both Lauren and Shawn gave her a smile as they sat down next to each other.

"Morning Ms. Anders," Shawn replied putting on his most charming smile, "And your looking lovely this morning!" Lauren rolled her eyes as Ms. Anders gave him a mischievous smile. Lauren giggled as she saw the wheels turn in their teacher's head.

"Awe thanks," Ms. Anders stated, "Your adorable!" Shawn sputtered as Lauren burst out laughing. Anyone who knew Shawn knew he had a bad boy rep and she couldn't see him as adorable. Ms. Anders gave the boy a small smile as another student walked through the door as his brown hair blew softly in the small breeze. The sides were cut closely to the head so only the top moved. The boy's pale blue eyes scanned the classroom and he smirked a little at the looks some of the girls were giving him. Lauren giggled a little at the girl's reactions. The boy was definitely good looking with such a chiseled face. Shawn just huffed a bit but still had a small smirk playing on his lips.

"Morning Ms. Anders," the boy commented softly as he went and sat down in the seat next to Shawn.

"Good morning, Danne," Ms. Anders replied, "And girls, close your mouths or you'll catch flies." Danne blushed a little as Lauren turned and looked at him before looking at her brother.

"You two have similar styles," she commented. Shawn looked over to find she was right. Danne had on a green shirt and jeans that tucked into boots. The only difference was that Danne had more muscle definition in his arms. Danne blushed a little as he nodded.

"It seems so," he commented softly, "Nothing wrong with that, I suppose." Shawn smirked a little as he looked over at him.

"I don't mind sharing my rep," Shawn smirked causing Danne's eyes to widen.

"I'm good," Danne retorted quickly, "I don't need that kind of rep but thanks for the offer." Lauren giggled as Shawn smiled bigger before clapping Danne on the shoulder.

"I think we're going to get along swimmingly," Shawn retorted. Lauren rolled her eyes and was about to say something when Ms. Anders cleared her throat. The three looked up to see the class had filled except for one seat. Ms. Anders was about to say something when the lights flickered a bit and the temp dropped. Lauren shivered as she ran her hands over her bare arms. She looked over to see both the boys had goosebumps. The lights flickered again before going out. Due to the natural light, the teens could still see around them.

"What is going on," asked Danne softly as he gently stood up. Shawn looked over at him then at Lauren. His eyes widened when he thought he saw something standing in the corner behind his sister. Danne followed his line of sight and gasped softly. Without thinking, Shawn took off towards it and out the door. Lauren was about to call his name when she just sighed and followed him, with Danne close behind her. What none of them noticed was MS. Anders watching them as well as someone else.

And here is the first actual chapter. In the next one, you will meet the Red and Gold Rangers as well as meet the villains in this time. As always, concrit is welcome. And a thanks to those that submitted OC's and I still need Purple so if you want the template just PM me. Until next time, ByeBye!