Disclaimers: I don't own the Power Rangers Wild Force Characters.
This is my first power Ranger based fan-fic, and it's (as you've probably sussed already) Wild Force based. The year this story is set is this year, 2003. The flashbacks are set 3 thousand years previously in 9000 BC.
So it begins.
The last thing Merrick heard before darkness over came was Taylor's voice shouting at him to look out.
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Merrick cradled Allie in his arms, he knew he had to let her go or she'd die, but he didn't want to leave her. He'd promised he'd look after her, only he'd broken that promise. He lay Allie on the bed that was to be transported to the planet Baxton for her to seek treatment for her life threatening injuries. He bent down to kiss her forehead, whispering 'I'm sorry.' He eyes opened for a moment letting him know it wasn't his fault, and they'd see each other again. The portal to Baxton opened and Allie was sent on her way.
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'Allie,' Merrick mumbled tossing a little. 'Allie,' he said again.
'Hey buddy, wake up,' Cole shook Merrick's shoulder gently. His eyes opened slowly to see five worried faces looking down at him.
'You ok?' Alyssa asked him.
'Yeah,' Merrick replied as he rose slowly, the others helping him up. He was still a little woozy, but he was ok. He noticed his head was bandaged and he'd been lying down on a bed in the base, 'How long have I been out for?' he asked.
'Not long,' Danny told him.
'How long is not long?' Merrick asked a little irritated, but he tried not to show it.
'Couple of hours,' Danny replied.
Princess Shayla bought him a glass of some sort of liquid. 'Drink this,' she told him.
'What's in it?' he asked uncertain of what was in the glass.
'Something to make you heal, and feel better,' Shayla answered, and watched him drink it.
Merrick finished drinking it and set the drink down on the table. His throat began to burn, and he began to choke. He looked up at Shayla, but she looked just like Allie.
'Allie?' he asked her, only no sound came out. But all she did was laugh, harder and harder as she watched him die.
A/n, this is a little short, for that I am sorry. It may be a little confusing at the moment, but I promise things will sort them-selves out as the story progresses.
This is my first power Ranger based fan-fic, and it's (as you've probably sussed already) Wild Force based. The year this story is set is this year, 2003. The flashbacks are set 3 thousand years previously in 9000 BC.
So it begins.
The last thing Merrick heard before darkness over came was Taylor's voice shouting at him to look out.
88888888 Flashback 9000 BC 8888888
Merrick cradled Allie in his arms, he knew he had to let her go or she'd die, but he didn't want to leave her. He'd promised he'd look after her, only he'd broken that promise. He lay Allie on the bed that was to be transported to the planet Baxton for her to seek treatment for her life threatening injuries. He bent down to kiss her forehead, whispering 'I'm sorry.' He eyes opened for a moment letting him know it wasn't his fault, and they'd see each other again. The portal to Baxton opened and Allie was sent on her way.
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'Allie,' Merrick mumbled tossing a little. 'Allie,' he said again.
'Hey buddy, wake up,' Cole shook Merrick's shoulder gently. His eyes opened slowly to see five worried faces looking down at him.
'You ok?' Alyssa asked him.
'Yeah,' Merrick replied as he rose slowly, the others helping him up. He was still a little woozy, but he was ok. He noticed his head was bandaged and he'd been lying down on a bed in the base, 'How long have I been out for?' he asked.
'Not long,' Danny told him.
'How long is not long?' Merrick asked a little irritated, but he tried not to show it.
'Couple of hours,' Danny replied.
Princess Shayla bought him a glass of some sort of liquid. 'Drink this,' she told him.
'What's in it?' he asked uncertain of what was in the glass.
'Something to make you heal, and feel better,' Shayla answered, and watched him drink it.
Merrick finished drinking it and set the drink down on the table. His throat began to burn, and he began to choke. He looked up at Shayla, but she looked just like Allie.
'Allie?' he asked her, only no sound came out. But all she did was laugh, harder and harder as she watched him die.
A/n, this is a little short, for that I am sorry. It may be a little confusing at the moment, but I promise things will sort them-selves out as the story progresses.