Okay, the only info I have on the first power transfer came from Rovang's A
Writer's Guide To The Power Rangers' Universe (
http://www.rovang.org/wg/wgindex.htm ) and I haven't seen the episode, so
give me a break if it isn't perfect. The actual ceremony is probably better
than what I've written, but this is what I gather happened and was said.
Dropping, falling into a blacker than midnight abyss, the brilliant green and golden thread the only thing that kept them all safe. Harry could sense the wariness of Hermione to his right, and Ron's curiousness to his left. Further over on his right was the bright lightheartedness of Rocky, balanced by the calm of Professor Dumbledore. All around was the light, echoing presence of Adam, drawing them deeper and deeper.
Finally they stopped, Harry landing only about a foot away from a tallish boy wearing quite a bit of blue. He stared right through him, and suddenly he had the feeling he couldn't see him. He slowly turned, and suddenly saw Ron appear in front of a black girl wearing yellow, who was in a different small group of three, Hermione appear in front of another girl wearing yellow, looking a lot like Seamus after Adam's lesson, Professor Dumbledore appear in front of a tall young man wearing an abundant amount of white next to Harry, Rocky appear in front of a teenaged model of himself, and Adam behind a younger version of himself, the two older young men next to Ron.
"You have proven yourselves to be trustable individuals, worthy of the powers you have received," a voice boomed somewhere from Harry's left. He whirled around to see a weird sight, even for him: a giant floating head in a tube. Suddenly all sound went silent.
"This is the first power transfer ceremony," Rocky said, a hint of nostalgia in his voice. As four of the people who had come with him looked at him, he was examining the girl in pink. He looked up at Adam. "Kim looks better with short hair," he said decisively.
Adam rolled his eyes. "This is the Command Center. As you can tell, over there are the two younger versions of Rocky and myself along with our friend Aisha Campbell. White is Tommy Oliver, pink is Kimberly Hart, other red is Jason Lee Scott, blue is Billy Cranston, other yellow is Trini Kwan and other black is Zack Taylor. They together were a defence team called the Power Rangers, until Zack, Jason and Trini got a chance to go to Geneva, a peace conference, and they chose us as replacements. I was black, Aisha yellow and Rocky red. Now, all goes well until…" As he trailed off the room disappeared into blackness.
"Until now," Adam finally finished. They were standing at the sidelines of a boxing ring, the three people inside looking familiar. "That's Rocky, me and Tommy."
Rocky groaned. "You had to bring it to this, didn't you?"
Adam shrugged. "It was going well until now." The invisible party went quiet as Rocky sailed over the ropes of the ring.
Rocky winced. "That looks worse than it was," he assured the others, but still with a grimace on his face.
"After that, Rocky was out of the Rangering business." As they all heard Rocky's name called out, they turned to see a group of kids, younger than Harry, Ron and Hermione, gathered at the top of the stairs. "The kid at the front in blue is called Justin Stewart, and he's going o become the next Blue Ranger after Rocky."
"What happened to the Red powers?" Hermione asked.
Adam smiled at her. "Those powers were destroyed, and we were sent after different powers. I became green, Rocky was blue, Tommy up there got red…" He nodded to the two girls rushing down the stairs. "Katherine Hillard, in pink, got the pink, and Tanya Sloan got the yellow." He motioned to the crowd around Rocky. "Soon after this, we switched to Turbo powers, keeping the colours…until…" The familiar blackness swallowed them.
"The next transferring powers ceremony." Adam gestured to the four Rangers rising on a platform. "I chose Carlos Valertes, Tommy chose TJ Johnson, Tanya chose Ashley Hammond, and Kat chose Cassie Chan. Justin kept his powers, going on with the newest generation of Rangers until they went into Space with the Turbo powers destroyed. Justin stayed with his dad, while the other Rangers met up with Andros, a Red Space Ranger from a different planet. They got the Astro powers, TJ getting blue and Carlos green. Soon they were joined by Zhane, a friend of Andros's, who was the Silver Astro Ranger Later…" (A.N. Do I have to tell you?)
"Carlos went through a rough patch…" Adam motioned to in front of them; the dark-haired teen staring at three bumbling idiots (one curiously resembling Neville Longbottom grown up) being chased by a vaguely human green and yellow monster.
After a few tense moments of the teen just looking at his wrist, he yelled out, 'Let's rocket!' and was covered by a black and white uniform. Briefly he and the monster fought, Carlos losing slightly, when a dark figure somersaulted in, kicking away the monster.
"That's me, and in brief, Carlos quit the team and joined it again. Next stop, the Countdown." Harry briefly registered the figure looking up towards them, almost smiling at them, when he was tugged away insistently by the dark blackness.
"This is all kind of self-explanatory. Rocky and Kim are married, live in one house," Adam told them.
Harry ducked as a kick went over his head. "Nice and violent," he remarked dryly.
The grey and brown…things…that were overrunning the house were simply too many for the three people in the main living room.
The memory version of Adam (A.N. Just to differentiate, the memory version of Adam will now be referred to as M-Adam, as well as the version of Rocky.) suddenly slowed, almost getting kicked in the process. M-Adam shouted at M-Rocky, "Rocko! Cover me!" M-Rocky nodded, practically swimming through the mass of weird looking things, finally managing to get next to M- Adam. M-Adam almost completely stopped, concentrating hard.
"Sebatess!" he roared. The nearby fighting figures stopped as a light purple-blue light swam in a wave around M-Adam. "Hurry Rocky," M-Adam panted, straining in the same position.
M-Rocky grinned as he simply punched and kicked them all into oblivion without them fighting back. "This is too much like fighting with you!" he called to M-Adam.
Suddenly the vision in front of them wavered, looking to Hermione and Harry like a bad TV picture. Adam looked alarmed. "The memory's overloading," he said, a hint of…not quite worry, but not exactly calm…flittering over his face. "Hold on."
Instead of disappearing into plain blackness, a dark green colour swam around them with tendrils of black reaching for them, not even obscuring their view of the memories fighting. Harry could see Rocky struggling over to Adam, like he was in a violent windstorm. Rocky laid a hand on Adam's shoulder, and in what seemed like hours but was probably only seconds, red tendrils attached themselves to the black, making an interesting lightshow, and an intense blue lightening the green into a more aqua shade. Harry watched Professor Dumbledore make his way over and touched the young Physical Defense teacher on the other shoulder, adding an extra lightening of the aqua with a dash of white, before Hermione stumbled over and grabbed a hand, making vibrant pink and blue stripes play follow-the-leader in the mix of colours. Ron lightly pressed a hand to Hermione on the back, which added an appealing purple tint to the overall aqua colour, as well as adding a light yellow touch to most of the streaks flying around. Harry made his way over, indeed feeling as if he were being blown by tornado- force winds, before facing Adam, who had his eyes shut, breathing deeply as if in a meditative state. He laid both hands on both of Adam's shoulders, one of top of Professor Dumbledore's and one on Rocky's. Adam opened his eyes, the black irises somehow reminding Harry of something, before Adam smiled. Harry smiled back, aware that the brilliant silver tone and the zig- zags of gold had appeared seconds after he had joined the group.
"We're going home,' Adam said in a whisper, but it echoed all around them. All the colours joined, becoming the deepest shade of dark brown possible, before changing in a snap of the fingers into midnight black. This time, instead of falling, they drifted upwards, reminding Harry slightly of his dreams of Hagrid and the flying motorbike.
As they disappeared, M-Adam smiled. "Yes, you are going home."
Dropping, falling into a blacker than midnight abyss, the brilliant green and golden thread the only thing that kept them all safe. Harry could sense the wariness of Hermione to his right, and Ron's curiousness to his left. Further over on his right was the bright lightheartedness of Rocky, balanced by the calm of Professor Dumbledore. All around was the light, echoing presence of Adam, drawing them deeper and deeper.
Finally they stopped, Harry landing only about a foot away from a tallish boy wearing quite a bit of blue. He stared right through him, and suddenly he had the feeling he couldn't see him. He slowly turned, and suddenly saw Ron appear in front of a black girl wearing yellow, who was in a different small group of three, Hermione appear in front of another girl wearing yellow, looking a lot like Seamus after Adam's lesson, Professor Dumbledore appear in front of a tall young man wearing an abundant amount of white next to Harry, Rocky appear in front of a teenaged model of himself, and Adam behind a younger version of himself, the two older young men next to Ron.
"You have proven yourselves to be trustable individuals, worthy of the powers you have received," a voice boomed somewhere from Harry's left. He whirled around to see a weird sight, even for him: a giant floating head in a tube. Suddenly all sound went silent.
"This is the first power transfer ceremony," Rocky said, a hint of nostalgia in his voice. As four of the people who had come with him looked at him, he was examining the girl in pink. He looked up at Adam. "Kim looks better with short hair," he said decisively.
Adam rolled his eyes. "This is the Command Center. As you can tell, over there are the two younger versions of Rocky and myself along with our friend Aisha Campbell. White is Tommy Oliver, pink is Kimberly Hart, other red is Jason Lee Scott, blue is Billy Cranston, other yellow is Trini Kwan and other black is Zack Taylor. They together were a defence team called the Power Rangers, until Zack, Jason and Trini got a chance to go to Geneva, a peace conference, and they chose us as replacements. I was black, Aisha yellow and Rocky red. Now, all goes well until…" As he trailed off the room disappeared into blackness.
"Until now," Adam finally finished. They were standing at the sidelines of a boxing ring, the three people inside looking familiar. "That's Rocky, me and Tommy."
Rocky groaned. "You had to bring it to this, didn't you?"
Adam shrugged. "It was going well until now." The invisible party went quiet as Rocky sailed over the ropes of the ring.
Rocky winced. "That looks worse than it was," he assured the others, but still with a grimace on his face.
"After that, Rocky was out of the Rangering business." As they all heard Rocky's name called out, they turned to see a group of kids, younger than Harry, Ron and Hermione, gathered at the top of the stairs. "The kid at the front in blue is called Justin Stewart, and he's going o become the next Blue Ranger after Rocky."
"What happened to the Red powers?" Hermione asked.
Adam smiled at her. "Those powers were destroyed, and we were sent after different powers. I became green, Rocky was blue, Tommy up there got red…" He nodded to the two girls rushing down the stairs. "Katherine Hillard, in pink, got the pink, and Tanya Sloan got the yellow." He motioned to the crowd around Rocky. "Soon after this, we switched to Turbo powers, keeping the colours…until…" The familiar blackness swallowed them.
"The next transferring powers ceremony." Adam gestured to the four Rangers rising on a platform. "I chose Carlos Valertes, Tommy chose TJ Johnson, Tanya chose Ashley Hammond, and Kat chose Cassie Chan. Justin kept his powers, going on with the newest generation of Rangers until they went into Space with the Turbo powers destroyed. Justin stayed with his dad, while the other Rangers met up with Andros, a Red Space Ranger from a different planet. They got the Astro powers, TJ getting blue and Carlos green. Soon they were joined by Zhane, a friend of Andros's, who was the Silver Astro Ranger Later…" (A.N. Do I have to tell you?)
"Carlos went through a rough patch…" Adam motioned to in front of them; the dark-haired teen staring at three bumbling idiots (one curiously resembling Neville Longbottom grown up) being chased by a vaguely human green and yellow monster.
After a few tense moments of the teen just looking at his wrist, he yelled out, 'Let's rocket!' and was covered by a black and white uniform. Briefly he and the monster fought, Carlos losing slightly, when a dark figure somersaulted in, kicking away the monster.
"That's me, and in brief, Carlos quit the team and joined it again. Next stop, the Countdown." Harry briefly registered the figure looking up towards them, almost smiling at them, when he was tugged away insistently by the dark blackness.
"This is all kind of self-explanatory. Rocky and Kim are married, live in one house," Adam told them.
Harry ducked as a kick went over his head. "Nice and violent," he remarked dryly.
The grey and brown…things…that were overrunning the house were simply too many for the three people in the main living room.
The memory version of Adam (A.N. Just to differentiate, the memory version of Adam will now be referred to as M-Adam, as well as the version of Rocky.) suddenly slowed, almost getting kicked in the process. M-Adam shouted at M-Rocky, "Rocko! Cover me!" M-Rocky nodded, practically swimming through the mass of weird looking things, finally managing to get next to M- Adam. M-Adam almost completely stopped, concentrating hard.
"Sebatess!" he roared. The nearby fighting figures stopped as a light purple-blue light swam in a wave around M-Adam. "Hurry Rocky," M-Adam panted, straining in the same position.
M-Rocky grinned as he simply punched and kicked them all into oblivion without them fighting back. "This is too much like fighting with you!" he called to M-Adam.
Suddenly the vision in front of them wavered, looking to Hermione and Harry like a bad TV picture. Adam looked alarmed. "The memory's overloading," he said, a hint of…not quite worry, but not exactly calm…flittering over his face. "Hold on."
Instead of disappearing into plain blackness, a dark green colour swam around them with tendrils of black reaching for them, not even obscuring their view of the memories fighting. Harry could see Rocky struggling over to Adam, like he was in a violent windstorm. Rocky laid a hand on Adam's shoulder, and in what seemed like hours but was probably only seconds, red tendrils attached themselves to the black, making an interesting lightshow, and an intense blue lightening the green into a more aqua shade. Harry watched Professor Dumbledore make his way over and touched the young Physical Defense teacher on the other shoulder, adding an extra lightening of the aqua with a dash of white, before Hermione stumbled over and grabbed a hand, making vibrant pink and blue stripes play follow-the-leader in the mix of colours. Ron lightly pressed a hand to Hermione on the back, which added an appealing purple tint to the overall aqua colour, as well as adding a light yellow touch to most of the streaks flying around. Harry made his way over, indeed feeling as if he were being blown by tornado- force winds, before facing Adam, who had his eyes shut, breathing deeply as if in a meditative state. He laid both hands on both of Adam's shoulders, one of top of Professor Dumbledore's and one on Rocky's. Adam opened his eyes, the black irises somehow reminding Harry of something, before Adam smiled. Harry smiled back, aware that the brilliant silver tone and the zig- zags of gold had appeared seconds after he had joined the group.
"We're going home,' Adam said in a whisper, but it echoed all around them. All the colours joined, becoming the deepest shade of dark brown possible, before changing in a snap of the fingers into midnight black. This time, instead of falling, they drifted upwards, reminding Harry slightly of his dreams of Hagrid and the flying motorbike.
As they disappeared, M-Adam smiled. "Yes, you are going home."