Old Demons

Prologue


The moon glisten over Reefside as its light peaked through the window of Tommy Oliver's bed room. Tossing and turning with sweat beating down his face for deep within his dream Tommy found him self in the middle of a vast forest. Looking around he wouldn't see anyone but he knew he wasn't alone.

"Tommy…. Tommy." A voice bellowed.

Breathing heavily Tommy continued looking around his surroundings but again he couldn't find any one in sight. But that voice why did it sound so familiar to him.

"I am here, who are you and what do you want?" Tommy asked.

"Your questions will be answered in due time, but know this Tommy I am coming for you." The voice bellowed.

Those words send shivers up Tommy's spine. He didn't know why but who ever this person was made his skin crawl.

Tommy sat up in his bed wiping the sweat of his fore head. Slipping out of his bed he walked into the bathroom. Taking a deep breath he splash his face with some water before walking back into his bed room.

Shaking his head Tommy walked over to his window. He couldn't sleep anymore after that dream. Sighing he looked up at the moon for his once bewildered face now held a sense of determination. While he had to admit the dream was weird. But deep down he knew this suppose being that was coming to get him was evil. He just couldn't understand why it felt so familiar to him.

"Who ever you are know that I will be ready for what ever you throw at me. Because rangers never give up and never surrender." Tommy said allowed.

In the woods near by a shadow stood by one of the trees. Its eyes held a red glow as it stared upon the house of Tommy Oliver.

"Oh yes such determination you will be mine soon enough." The voice said followed with a laugh.

The figure looked upon the house once more before disappearing back into the shadows waiting for the perfect time to strike.