Chapter 3—Seeds of Dissent
Mistrust made her way to Angel Grove, cloaking herself in the dense trees. Discreetly she began throwing seeds out from her satchel, knowing that the seedlings would know whom to infect with her garden variety dissent. They weren't particularly fetching seedlings either. They were brambled, gnarled and hoary headed; nightmarish creatures that seemed to be out of the mind of a troubled, misguided soul. Despite that, Mistrust adored them, just like any mother would her children.
No human being could trace or see the seedlings while they roamed. They ignored others and honed in on the bustling Rangers who were heading towards school. It was their last year there and they were eager to learn new things and catch up with old friends they hadn't seen during the summer. Bulk and Skull, however, were dreading the establishment, thinking it was a waste of time. They forgot their forlorn attitudes as soon as their friends came into view. According to the duet, there was still something rather unusual about those diverse friends that always hung out together. Their clues were so close to adding up but there was still something missing. They still couldn't come to a conclusion as to why they would always be missing from class if Angel Grove was under attack from alien invasions.
'Do you think after all these years we've been witnessing the Power Rangers in action and just didn't know it ?', Skull surmised after going over his evidence with a fine toothed comb.
'It's quite possible. I mean, think about it, Skully. They always disappear or are absent when one of those monsters pops up. We all know they're not the one's causing the attacks; they actually defend us.', Bulk agreed. They looked at the jovial group and then at each other, knowing that this sort of scoop would be their burden and privilege to keep. No one else in the school knew but the dynamic duo had always had their inklings that the students they had come to befriend were defenders and heroes, each one. It was humbling knowing that this information was in their capable hands.
'Ow ! Did some mosquitoes get in here somehow ?', Bulk said, swatting at his neck. One of the seedlings had infected him and the next had bitten Skull. One moment they had been joking and chatting, the next they were bickering. Had the bots been on the scene they would've seen the dark beings skipping and jumping around since no human seemed to be able to see them. Mistrust skulked in the background, cackling to herself.
'So far, everything is carrying on as planned. The Empress will be so delighted !', she thought to herself as her pride and heart swelled within her.