Long Lost One - Part VI
Long Lost One Disclaimer

I dun own Power Rangers Time Force. Wooo...^^;

Part VI
Bran the Shadow had been ignoring my distractions for the last hour. I had pressed the button time after time, but he kept on saying, "Oh, I can talk to her later," or "The *something-something* meeting can wait for you." By the time it was the end of eighth, I thought I was going to scream.

"I'll pick you up at eight for a movie, right?"

"Haven't you been listening?" I asked, aggrivated. It had been a few days since the alley fight and now my ankle was much better. "I'm not interested, you moron!"

"No, you don't."

"Do I really? Then understand this!" And with that, I punched him in the "high school" parking lot.

"You bitch!" he yelled.

"Yea, I know I am!" I said, slugging him in the left temple. "Your point is?"

He tried to grab me and pin me, but I uppercutted him. "Leave me the fuck alone, Greenwood!"

"If you're not going to see the light now, maybe I should show you what you SHOULD be doing!" he said, pinning me against a car. I kneed him in the groin, which sent him falling to the ground groaning. I pinned him by sitting on him as I started to punch him in the face repeatedly. Since it was out of school, I wasn't going to get in trouble. It wasn't on school property either; the parking lot was a block down. It was only the high school's parking lot because only falculty was allowed to park in the real high school's parking lot, so all the kids parked here.

He started to punch me in the face too, but I punched him back after that. As soon as Brandon tried to take another slug at me, I felt two arms pinning me back.

"WES!" I screamed. "STOP IT!"

"Stop fighting and I will!" he said, holding me back. "Even though I know who he is," he said in a lower tone in my ear.

"Thanks," Brandon said, standing up.

As Wes put me down, Trip walked up and punched him.

"Bother her again and then you'll really get a beating...by the five of us," Wes and Trip said as Lucas, Katie, and Jen walked up, frowning at Brandon.

"Really?" he said, trying to mask the fear in his eyes.

"Yea."

It was quiet for a few minutes before we all broke up and everyone started to walk towards home. Nadia had decided to come home with me and was giggling delightedly at our fight.

"Guess we won't need the BranDistractor anymore, will we?" she said, giggling. "He knows you mean buisness...he's afraid of you now."

"Really?" I said, turning red.

"We're serious though," Wes said, putting an arm around my shoulders. "We won't let him do that, promise."

I smiled. "Thanks."

As we all walked in, I waited for Trip, who was at the end. Smiling softly, I said, "Uh...well...thanks for punching him for me."

He grinned. "No prob."

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"So I wasn't exactly telling the full truth when I said that about anyone could be part of the Demon Hunters--that's what they call people like me," Akira said as she spread out a twelve-sectioned piece of paper that was diagrammed with the twelve signs of the zodiac on top. Hmm...does this mean that Akira's a mahou shoujo? (That's magical girl in Japanese, I found out. Having her for a best friend's pretty cool.)

"In the year 1984, there was a special conjunction on the first of the year that caused the year to be enchanted by some means. At the beginning of every European zodiac cycle of that year, that child born in the first hour of the first day of the zodiac cycle was chosen to be one of the Demon Hunters. I was the second child born--a Pisces." She pointed to the second part in the diagram. There was a picture of her there, but the odd thing was that the diagram was yellowed with age and she had large wings. In fact, all of the people in the diagram had wings. None of the other children looked familiar.

"Do you know any of the other Demon Hunters?" Wes asked.

"Nope," she said. "They're all scattered about the world. I have to keep an eye out, though, to see whether they might surface for some reason. I have a feeling that we might need them all here for something."

Everyone nodded solemnly, taking in all of her information. Suddenly she spread out four slips of paper with kanji inscibed on them in red, blue, silver, and green.

"These are my talisman--strips of paper that help me fight the Zodiac Patrol. This one," she said, pointing to the red one, "is Hi no Mamori, or Talisman of Fire. The blue one's Mizu no Mamori, Talisman of Water; silver one's Kaze no Mamori, Talisman of Wind; and the green one's Chi no Mamori, or Talisman of Earth. Each are four elements represented in the European Zodiac."

"Interesting. Does everyone have Japanese-printed ones?"

"No. I've heard of ones printed in Chinese, Hindi, Arabic, French, Russian, and of course English. They all say the same thing, though."

"Hmm," Jen said. "Interesting."

It was quiet for a minute, until my stomach growled.

"Aaa...I'm hungry?"

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Cancer was sulking.

"Damn...we're going to have to attack while the Rangers're fighting...think you can do that, Ransik? Or are you just plain going to sit there on your damned ass not doing ANYTHING?" she wailed, pacing back and forth inside the room.

"Be patient," was all he said. "Besides, I have a plan...the little Akira brat can't fight my mutants and the Power Rangers can't fight your Darksirens...I was thinking. If I got out one of my mutants named Sergant Squid, I believe that could help.

Cancer's eyes lit up. "Well what are you waiting for, you dolt?! Do your cyrogenic thing!"

"I was getting to that!" he said, going over to the cyrogenic chamber and talking out one of the pods. Placing it in the regeneration chamber, he told one of the robots to make it real. Soon, the process was under way and after the smoke had cleared, a large eight-foot-tall red squid-headed monster with the upper torso of a well-muscled man, waist of tentacles, and strong beefy legs walked out of the chamber. He had black cargo pants that fit tightly on his legs with large combat boots, an ammo belt around his shoulder, and a big hat and sunglasses on his face.

"General Ransik SIR! You called SIR! What can I do for you SIR?" he shouted in a military bark.

"Make as many of your Oil Troops as you can. Then, attack at the warehouse. Understood?"

"Yes SIR!" he shouted with glee as he ran out the door. He barely noticed Nadira on the other side, eavesdropping.

Hmph, she thought. Before Daddy met that Cancer bitch, I was his top girl. He always consulted me about any and all of his military moves to take over the world! And now, he's consulting this pretty girl with tight clothes and pale skin. She thinks she's all that. Well, I'll show her. Even if it means helping those damned Power Rangers and their new angel child, I'll do it...just so long as they destroy Cancer! I'll have all of my Cyclobots attack all of Sergent Squid and Cancer's stupid oil people...and then, I'll have them destroy her!

With satisfaction, Nadira stood up and waltzed off to find her Cyclobot army.

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"How 'bout we go clubbing?" Nadia suggested. "It'll be fun!"

"Clu-whaaa?" Akira said. "Oh yea...clubbing. Never been before."

Everyone blinked at Akira.

"Even I have and I'm sorta the geek of this group," I said, leaning back and laughing.

"Well, exCUSE me! I lived in a really small town," she said, sniffing towards the end.

"Well, clubbing is when you go to a club...and you enjoy yourself!" I explained, which basically covered it. She looked as if she was going to throttle me for my "simple" explanation. Oh well...at least she got it.

"That's nice. I guess it wouldn't hurt."

"Well, it's not like it's going to bite you in the butt once you go in," Katie said, trying to conceal her giggle.

"Of course it isn't," she said, sounding annoyed. "It's just that I need a dress. I left all my fancy outfits in Soramura. They were too bulky to bring..."

"That's no problem," Jen said, grinning. "We'll just have to go shopping! Find you a decent dress...shouldn't be too bad."

"And I still have plenty of money in my checking account," Wes added. "So we can buy you something nice."

"Does that mean that everyone has to come?" she asked, looking uneasy.

"'Fraid so," Wes said, grinning.

"Hnn," was what Akira replied with. Well, didn't she just sound happy?

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My eyes popped open wide. We were going to shop at such a large place as Bloomingdales? Aaaa...I've heard of this store. Bloomingdales's a really famous store; who wouldn't hear about it?"

"Are you sure...?" I asked uneasily, walking into the store, making sure not to touch anything.

"You are a country girl," Wes said, putting an arm over my shoulders. "Don't worry; we'll make you a city slicker in time."

I sighed at how corny that line sounded. I hated shopping anyway; I always looked horrible in whatever I chose. Then again, I usually went alone, but I was always self-consious about how I looked in front of others. Therefore, I usually ended up picking out something grotesque that I thought looked fine. Everyone usually said I looked pretty but dead in whatever I chose. O_o;;

Suddenly a crash was heard outside. Naturally, the party of us all swiveled around to see whoever was making the racket; our ears were well-tuned for evil and such. I slitted a narrow eye to see many white-faced black female-shaped blobs attacking shoppers out front.

"AAAA~! Darksirens!" we all cried, running out front.

"But only you can fight them off," Lucas said, waving to all of them.

I frowned. "I don't like this. There's too many of them...Cancer can't mass-produce this many Darksirens. This doesn't smell right."

"Well, try!" Katie said. "Least you can do is try."

"I guess so," I gulped, taking out the water talisman. Stancing, I threw it towards the mass of supposed Darksirens.

"WATER ATTACK...RELEASE!"

Sure enough, a flood of drowning water with stinging ice and venom surrounded them...but they all stood!

"I can't fight...any other monster...than the Zodiac Patrol's," I said in stunted breaths as I backed into the wall, fearing the worst.

"That means," I gasped, "that...they're someone else's monsters!"

"Exactly," they droned. "We are Sergent Squid's Oil Troops."

Why do I have this gut feeling that they weren't supposed to tell us that? >.>;;

Suddenly they roared towards me, all turning to one large Oil Woman; not a Darksiren characteristic. I thought I was going to die until--

"OOOFUUUU~!" I squealed as the one and only Green Ranger pushed me "out of danger". Turning around, he blasted the laser at the large blob and it started to dissolve.

"Leave this to us, okay?" he said, making an exaggerated thumbs-up.

I just shrugged and looked around the blob. There, standing behind the Oil Troops was the Real McCoy, the Darksirens.

As they started to get closer to the Rangers, I knew that they were powerful enough to eat them up and spit them out since their attacks couldn't possibly have any effect upon them. I saw on close down on each of them...Wes, Lucas, Trip, Katie, Jen...

It was like I heard another person scream their names. And another one that started the transformation. Then again, you never really expect yourself to become a magical girl; that's not supposed to be possible.

"Wind Talisman," I shouted, "you are the one who realized my power! You are the first to have found me and the first to give me my magic! Wind Talisman, give me my wings to fly!" I then threw out my talisman. It split in two and flew to my back--or more like I spun around and it flew to my back. Anyway, they landed between my shoulderblades and budded to become glowing shapes soon flashed to show white and folded. They looked soft...like they were covered with feathers. They must be my wings!

"Water Talisman, you are my guardian element! Protect me from all attacks upon myself by becoming my armor!" The Water Talisman flew out of my hands and became liquid blue light as it coated my forearms, exploding with light, and then became solid arm guards.

"Earth Talisman, you are sturdy and strong, a good base for anything. Fire Talisman, you are often the element of fighting, with your fiery nature. Earth and Fire, combine to make my weapon of destruction!" The Earth Talisman elongated, becoming a sturdy staff with a shiny blue jeweled "knob" at the top. The Fire Talisman became white hot and became very very long. The both of them connected at each of their ends, melding together. As they flashed with the same bright light, my wings spread out and--

I was out of shoujo world and into the real one.

Examining my sword, I noticed that it had intricate blue fire designs racing up the middle of it as well as it having and intricate blade guard. It was also the same height as myself, so I'd have to take a lot of strength to wield it.

I lifted it high above my head and swished down on the first Darksiren that came my way.

Okay, so maybe I wouldn't have as much trouble with it as I thought I would.

"HYAN!" I squealed, swishing the sword down on two Darksirens. "KYAH!" I chanted as I cut down five. As one started to get aggrivated and make a silver dagger of itself out of its hand, I lifted myself off the ground with a kick and flew as I suddenly wielded the sword to my side and I glided over the parking lot with my sword, effectively cutting all of them down. As I landed, I turned around on the ball of my foot and stanced with my sword out; my left leg pretty much doubled over on itself with my right stretched out for balance and my right arm holding my sword out with my left out on the other side for balance. My eyebrows furrowed, I murmured something softly:

"Magic, dissolve."

And it did.

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"Wow," said Wes. "She wasn't too bad on the warpath, now was she?"

"She can FLY!" Jen said. "Even we can't do that by ourselves. But she...she has wings when she flies! How amazing is that?"

"Pretty," said Lucas calmly. "Pretty amazing. But let's not get hung up on ourselves here."

I snorted. "Why should we get hung up? Akira's a great fighter! We're lucky that we have her on the team!"

Lucas just nodded slowly, as if he couldn't care less.

"Ano...minna? How d'I look?" said a soft voice from behind the door. Someone opened it and out came Akira...but she wasn't Akira.

She had on a pretty electric blue slipdress that ended at about mid-thigh that had pretty ruffles at the hem. She had also managed to get her hands on some nice blue platform shoes...and she barely looked like the person she usually did. Usually, she...just...didn't dress up as much.

"You...you look really nice," Wes said.

I had the urge to say, "Well, duh."

End of Part VI

Phuu! Until further notice--Monday at the latest--I won't be able to work on the Power Rangers fic! >P Why, you ask? Cos I have a really long report to write and it might take me all weekend! I won't have time to write anything else, so please be patient for Part VII, onegai? Dankuuuu! - Yoshiko