Bonjour! Here you go, a brand new chapter to Troy's second personality! And I'm incredibly sorry I haven't updated a story for, like, what? Four months?

Troy's POV

A lot of time had passed since we'd become rangers. Each monster was more difficult to defeat than the last one. But the more we fought, the more we got used to it, and by this time, monster-fighting had become for us, like Noah had said, too easy. But you gotta take this world protection stuff seriously. That's something I've learned over time. But that time was before 'over time', and I had not learned to take responsibility.

My first big mistake.

Another thing I had learned was that the stuck-up, black-snake, idiota, stupid-head Jake, also had a crush on Gia!

Actually, that went for every guy in the school.

But Jake!

Seriously?

Jake?

Please.

I know, I know...everyone deserves a chance, but that doesn't mean I couldn't be jealous! Though I didn't really see any reason for jealousy, I'm a dragon. You know how possessive they can be. I'm just a guy, falling for a really beautiful girl with a really tough personality, a girl who doesn't give a damn how much I care, a girl who's used to have every boy kiss her feet. Just my luck.

But anyway, I think you're more interested in hearing what happened than knowing my side of the story. But I know you can't help it...most people are that way. And you know what I think? Most of you are...

OKAY! I'm starting!

After defeating our 30th monster (or was it 31st? I really don't remember) we were having a kind of party over at Gia's house. We sat in the living room while Noah told us embarrassing stories from his and Jake's childhood, as we laughed our heads off. But some time later Gia left the room, so the 'embarrassing baby stories' weren't very interesting for me anymore.

Anyway, I went through the door a few minutes after she had left, and found her sitting in her room, looking at a framed photograph which she had probably taken out from her cupboard. She was sitting with her back to the door, so I looked over her shoulder to see the picture. In the photograph, a blue-eyed blonde girl was standing next to another guy with sandy blonde hair and green eyes, and they both looked about twelve. Both of them were grinning, and I was pretty sure about another thing. The girl was Gia.

"That someone from your childhood?"

Gia jumped, probably startled, as she hadn't known that I was standing behind her. She turned slowly, and sighed when she saw that it was only me.

"I guess."

She looked pretty fragile, like she didn't want any more questions. Even her reply had been a little half-hearted. I didn't want to pressurize her, but as usual, curiosity killed the cat.

"He moved away from here?"

"Who said he lived here?"

"Wait a sec. You mean you lived somewhere else before you came here?"

"Well, yeah."

"So you knew him before Emma?"

"You get fifty bonus points for guessing that."

I grinned. She may look soft, but Gia was one tough teen.

"You moved here when you were twelve, then?"

"Yup."

"And for how much time did you know him?"

"We met when we were six."

"So this guy had known you for six years before you moved here. Then you met Emma. Now, you and Em have been best friends for three years. From that, I can conclude that the guy in the picture knows you even better than her. You're a complete secret, Miss Moran."

"I never said that Emma knows me better than anybody."

"But your behaviour did."

"Not mine, Em's."

"So am I going to get to know more about the secret friend?"

"Depends."

"On what?"

"On whether the others are going to come here or not."

"I don't think so. Jake's being a complete idiot as a kid has them occupied."

She raised an eyebrow, and then smiled.

"Then you are going to get to know a lot more about him."

"Okay...then I think you should start already."

She took a deep breath.

"Fine."

I waited.

" You probably don't know, that when I was a kid, I was not comfortable with all the attention I got because of my 'perfection'. Kids do not love fame, and I think you know that.

"At six, I was getting extremely uncomfortable due to the compliments, and decided to run away. Some time after leaving home, I came across a junkyard, where I saw a street kid about my age looking for some metal scraps to sell. Being quite young, I didn't think of the consequences and approached him. I saw that he was wearing clean clothes and had nothing to carry the scraps in. Weirder still, he hadn't even taken out a single metal piece from the junk heap. I asked him what he was doing, to which he replied in a slightly different accent by saying that he had lost his skateboard.

"I told him that a junkyard was not a place to find a lost skateboard, and that he should probably look for it in his home. He said that he wasn't looking for anything; he was finding some scraps to make a new board with. I raised my eyebrows and asked him where he lived. He said that he had run away from home. I said the same, and suggested that we should team up. He agreed. We sat and talked there for about fifteen minutes before my parents arrived, as the junkyard where I had run to was across the road from my house. They asked him where his parents were, and he said that they lived in the house next to ours. My dad grinned and introduced me to the son of our new neighbours, and said that they were from New Zealand.

"That's him. From that day onwards, we became the best of friends, and always were together in everything. Every damn thing. There was another guy too, but he and his mom shifted to Manhattan four years later. Anyway, the I moved here with my parents when I was twelve, and I was sad and angry at my parents for a whole month, and I probably would have been the same way if I hadn't met Emma. Em is my best friend now, but he was the best friend I ever had. He knew my darkest secrets, my deepest desires. He knew me like the back of his hand, he knew me a hundred times better than Emma does. I still miss him every second of my life."

She'd got that faraway look in her eyes while she said that, and I got the feeling that it would be the best thing in her entire life if she could meet him now.

"That was cool, but you didn't tell me one thing."

Gia blinked. "And what is that?"

I rolled my eyes, like it was obvious. "Duh, his name."

She smiled her Gia smile. "Chase Randall."

(A/N) Liked it? I hope you did. I'm slightly shifting this into Dino Charge, as you probably guessed. Anyway, R n R!

ProudWhiteTiger, over and out!