By heart
By Crimson Nova
Disclaimer: I do not own Power rangers Lost Galaxy, or any incarnation.
Summary: As children Leo and Kendrix form a bond that stands the test of time.
Author's note: Ok, I'm another one of those hopeless romantics and here's some thing that came to me one night. It kind of will explain the look during the first episode of PRLG. The song is "By Heart" by Jim Brickman
What's said is said, what's done is done, Pasts forgotten, times undone
Chapter 1. Hello
Monday June 3, 1995 Camp Chatman, just outside of Silver hills California
The area known as "The green" in the center of the large circle of buildings was bustling with noisy, playing children. One little girl however was not playing; she sat on a little mound of grass her eyes busily devouring a book.
Kendrix Morgan had never been exactly good with socializing but ever since her father left her mother the thirteen year old had become so far removed from the other kids that they thought she was a freak. The cool girls made fun of her, the cute boys ignored her and the bullies loved to give her a hard time. The thing was she didn't care. She just did what ever she had to and read her books.
"What ya reading Wormy?" A voice demanded and before Kendrix could brace herself her book about verities of whales was ripped from her hands. Looking up Kendrix could see that Tony Mortos was in one of his, "All kids are fair game" moods. She noted that only one of his cohorts were present, Davy Nelson stood hands on his hips smirking. Bailey cooper was probably shaking down a little kid or something. Inwardly Kendrix braced for whatever was to come.
"Oh a book about your mommy." Tony sneered at her and she felt the sudden urge to hit him. He had never said anything about her mom; it was common knowledge that she was all the little girl had. No one usually bothered to say anything like that.
"She's not a whale." She whispered, she didn't want him to hear or he'd do something really mean but she also couldn't let that go unnoticed.
"What was that worm?" Tony asked smirking as he visibly prepared to do some damage.
For some reason the little girl drew herself up, she was tired of this, she was not a worm, she was a person and.
"I said my mom is not a whale."
"Oh really? Tony smirked and she then did the unthinkable.
"Yes and you better give me my book back."
"What?" Tony demanded in surprised outrage. No one in the entire camp dared to talk back to him and this little girl was not going to get away with it.
"Give me my book you big blockhead!" She fairly shouted in his face.
By now several of the other children had stopped playing to watch the scene unfolding by the willow tree.
"Why you little." He lunged for her and she grabbed for the book. Tony didn't let go and they engaged in a fierce tug of war, the little girl exhibiting strength she hadn't known she possessed.
"Yes I am little and you're still a dumb block head!" She shouted and lashing out with her foot caught him on the chin, momentarily surprising him into dropping the book. Snatching it from him she turned to run and found Tony's other buddy standing right behind her.
"Ya ain't going anywhere." He said moving towards her.
Suddenly Kendrix was jerked to one side and found herself running behind a boy. They raced across the playground and didn't stop until they were around the corner of the dining hall.
"Are you ok?" The boy asked once he'd stopped and was looking at her.
"Yes, thanks, you?" Kendrix managed taking in the boy's appearance. He was short, with dark hair, and deep emerald eyes. He looked some how older than a preteen, at least his eyes did. His Teenage Mutant ninja turtle T- shirt told another story. The thing was he didn't look familiar. "Are you new? I don't think I've ever seen you around here before."
"It's my first summer." He shrugged and she smiled.
"Well then my name is Kendrix and welcome to camp Chatman."
"Thanks, I'm." He seemed to think a minute and then said. "I'm a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle." He said and she frowned in confusion, she didn't watch much cartoons. Looking at his shirt she asked.
"Which one?" She asked and he looked at his shirt seeing the four grinning faces.
"Leonardo." She frowned and he brought her mind back to the other situation. "You know that guy's gonna be mad."
"He always is. You should watch yourself around him." Kendrix smiled.
"I will." He smirked. "I'm a turtle, no one can get me."
"Really?" She tilted her head to one side. He was different from the other kids. "Is that why you don't make fun of me?" She asked.
"Make fun of you?" The boy suddenly went serious and Kendrix had a brief vision of the same boy, older though holding some kind of a sword and she almost smiled. He was definitely different. Still she had to pull her mind together.
"I like to read, they..." She didn't want him to do that, to call her names, to make fun of her. He was so cute, so nice. "I should go, thanks for."
"They won't make fun of you anymore." He said and her eyes flew to his, they were no longer concerned, they were as hard as nails and again she had a flash. He'd be a fierce warrior one day.
"It's ok; I'm used to it." Just then the lunch chime sounded and she turned to go.
As he moved to follow Leo Corbett wondered at the way the girl acted. Ever since they'd arrived on Saturday he'd either spent his time engaged in sports. He'd been playing kickball all morning but since there was nothing else to do he'd been Climbing a tree when he'd seen the bullies approach the girl. He'd known he couldn't take them all on so had stayed hidden hoping someone would help her. Leo had only gotten involved when he'd realized no one would. Now he'd have to watch his back and by his own words he'd keep them from picking on her again. What had he done? What had he thought he could do?
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"Leo?" Marti, one of the boys in his cabin popped his head down from the top bunk of the bed they had to share.
"Yeah?" Leo asked looking up from his contemplation of his baseball mitt.
"Why you hanging around that flake?" The thirteen year old boy asked and Leo frowned.
"What flake?" Leo asked playing dumb, in the last few hours since meeting Kendrix he'd heard her called many different things from geek to spaz. He felt kind of bad for her. Not everyone liked sports or that kind of stuff. He just didn't see the big deal.
"Why not?" Leo shrugged. It was his life; he could do what he wanted.
"She's a dork." The red haired boy said and Leo shrugged.
"Kendrix's just different."
"And the camps freak." The other boy pointed out.
"Dude everyone's different." Leo shrugged annoyed by this whole situation. Why was it the others couldn't see that Kendrix was just a little different. He was too, how would they react if they knew that he, the typical sports nut was "From the wrong side of the tracks? He really didn't care after all people were people. He thought of his big brother Mike and what he'd do in this situation, he'd stare them down until they shut there mouths then calmly give them what for. That was Mike though standing up for others. A sudden panic hit him, Mike could protect the world but who was doing that for him? He wasn't superman, as much as he thought otherwise. the thought of grabbing his gear and walking home hit him but he discarded it as fast as it had come to him, Mike would kill him, this was "a great" chance to meet new kids and stay out of trouble.
Sighing Leo rolled over and tried to push back the panic.
TBC
*****
If you think this story is worth continuing let me know. I'll need at least five reviews.
By Crimson Nova
Disclaimer: I do not own Power rangers Lost Galaxy, or any incarnation.
Summary: As children Leo and Kendrix form a bond that stands the test of time.
Author's note: Ok, I'm another one of those hopeless romantics and here's some thing that came to me one night. It kind of will explain the look during the first episode of PRLG. The song is "By Heart" by Jim Brickman
What's said is said, what's done is done, Pasts forgotten, times undone
Chapter 1. Hello
Monday June 3, 1995 Camp Chatman, just outside of Silver hills California
The area known as "The green" in the center of the large circle of buildings was bustling with noisy, playing children. One little girl however was not playing; she sat on a little mound of grass her eyes busily devouring a book.
Kendrix Morgan had never been exactly good with socializing but ever since her father left her mother the thirteen year old had become so far removed from the other kids that they thought she was a freak. The cool girls made fun of her, the cute boys ignored her and the bullies loved to give her a hard time. The thing was she didn't care. She just did what ever she had to and read her books.
"What ya reading Wormy?" A voice demanded and before Kendrix could brace herself her book about verities of whales was ripped from her hands. Looking up Kendrix could see that Tony Mortos was in one of his, "All kids are fair game" moods. She noted that only one of his cohorts were present, Davy Nelson stood hands on his hips smirking. Bailey cooper was probably shaking down a little kid or something. Inwardly Kendrix braced for whatever was to come.
"Oh a book about your mommy." Tony sneered at her and she felt the sudden urge to hit him. He had never said anything about her mom; it was common knowledge that she was all the little girl had. No one usually bothered to say anything like that.
"She's not a whale." She whispered, she didn't want him to hear or he'd do something really mean but she also couldn't let that go unnoticed.
"What was that worm?" Tony asked smirking as he visibly prepared to do some damage.
For some reason the little girl drew herself up, she was tired of this, she was not a worm, she was a person and.
"I said my mom is not a whale."
"Oh really? Tony smirked and she then did the unthinkable.
"Yes and you better give me my book back."
"What?" Tony demanded in surprised outrage. No one in the entire camp dared to talk back to him and this little girl was not going to get away with it.
"Give me my book you big blockhead!" She fairly shouted in his face.
By now several of the other children had stopped playing to watch the scene unfolding by the willow tree.
"Why you little." He lunged for her and she grabbed for the book. Tony didn't let go and they engaged in a fierce tug of war, the little girl exhibiting strength she hadn't known she possessed.
"Yes I am little and you're still a dumb block head!" She shouted and lashing out with her foot caught him on the chin, momentarily surprising him into dropping the book. Snatching it from him she turned to run and found Tony's other buddy standing right behind her.
"Ya ain't going anywhere." He said moving towards her.
Suddenly Kendrix was jerked to one side and found herself running behind a boy. They raced across the playground and didn't stop until they were around the corner of the dining hall.
"Are you ok?" The boy asked once he'd stopped and was looking at her.
"Yes, thanks, you?" Kendrix managed taking in the boy's appearance. He was short, with dark hair, and deep emerald eyes. He looked some how older than a preteen, at least his eyes did. His Teenage Mutant ninja turtle T- shirt told another story. The thing was he didn't look familiar. "Are you new? I don't think I've ever seen you around here before."
"It's my first summer." He shrugged and she smiled.
"Well then my name is Kendrix and welcome to camp Chatman."
"Thanks, I'm." He seemed to think a minute and then said. "I'm a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle." He said and she frowned in confusion, she didn't watch much cartoons. Looking at his shirt she asked.
"Which one?" She asked and he looked at his shirt seeing the four grinning faces.
"Leonardo." She frowned and he brought her mind back to the other situation. "You know that guy's gonna be mad."
"He always is. You should watch yourself around him." Kendrix smiled.
"I will." He smirked. "I'm a turtle, no one can get me."
"Really?" She tilted her head to one side. He was different from the other kids. "Is that why you don't make fun of me?" She asked.
"Make fun of you?" The boy suddenly went serious and Kendrix had a brief vision of the same boy, older though holding some kind of a sword and she almost smiled. He was definitely different. Still she had to pull her mind together.
"I like to read, they..." She didn't want him to do that, to call her names, to make fun of her. He was so cute, so nice. "I should go, thanks for."
"They won't make fun of you anymore." He said and her eyes flew to his, they were no longer concerned, they were as hard as nails and again she had a flash. He'd be a fierce warrior one day.
"It's ok; I'm used to it." Just then the lunch chime sounded and she turned to go.
As he moved to follow Leo Corbett wondered at the way the girl acted. Ever since they'd arrived on Saturday he'd either spent his time engaged in sports. He'd been playing kickball all morning but since there was nothing else to do he'd been Climbing a tree when he'd seen the bullies approach the girl. He'd known he couldn't take them all on so had stayed hidden hoping someone would help her. Leo had only gotten involved when he'd realized no one would. Now he'd have to watch his back and by his own words he'd keep them from picking on her again. What had he done? What had he thought he could do?
*****
"Leo?" Marti, one of the boys in his cabin popped his head down from the top bunk of the bed they had to share.
"Yeah?" Leo asked looking up from his contemplation of his baseball mitt.
"Why you hanging around that flake?" The thirteen year old boy asked and Leo frowned.
"What flake?" Leo asked playing dumb, in the last few hours since meeting Kendrix he'd heard her called many different things from geek to spaz. He felt kind of bad for her. Not everyone liked sports or that kind of stuff. He just didn't see the big deal.
"Why not?" Leo shrugged. It was his life; he could do what he wanted.
"She's a dork." The red haired boy said and Leo shrugged.
"Kendrix's just different."
"And the camps freak." The other boy pointed out.
"Dude everyone's different." Leo shrugged annoyed by this whole situation. Why was it the others couldn't see that Kendrix was just a little different. He was too, how would they react if they knew that he, the typical sports nut was "From the wrong side of the tracks? He really didn't care after all people were people. He thought of his big brother Mike and what he'd do in this situation, he'd stare them down until they shut there mouths then calmly give them what for. That was Mike though standing up for others. A sudden panic hit him, Mike could protect the world but who was doing that for him? He wasn't superman, as much as he thought otherwise. the thought of grabbing his gear and walking home hit him but he discarded it as fast as it had come to him, Mike would kill him, this was "a great" chance to meet new kids and stay out of trouble.
Sighing Leo rolled over and tried to push back the panic.
TBC
*****
If you think this story is worth continuing let me know. I'll need at least five reviews.