The Wedding
By Lady Lightspeed & Dana Grayson
Summary: The wedding of two galaxy rangers bring old friends together but an evil lurks beyond the celebration.
Disclaimer: I own nothing Power Rangers in any way.
Author's note:
five years have passed since Fate of Lightspeed PT 2. The team has split apart and gone their own ways, the death of Captain Mitchell breaking apart their family like bond.
This is the first attempt that my cousin and I are making to write together. We really hope you'll like it.
Prologue
"Well?" The mayor of the city, Mike Corbett asked looking at what remained of a young man of what was probably 21. He hated being dragged from his bed
in the dawn hours. Since he'd left the GSA he'd thought he'd given that life up. Besides with a wedding in the works his time was eaten up as it was.
His brother, Police detective Leo Corbett looked briefly around the area. What was a one time placid hillside now was awash with the lights of several police4
cruisers.
"Just like the other four." His brother Detective Leo Corbet told him grimly.
"Right down to the blaster incisions and the markings." Leo nodded.
"What do you think?" Mike asked glancing around. .
"Call the sector." Leo said grimly.
"Them?" One of Leo's men asked.
"Yeah, it's related." Leo said grimly and his brother nodded.
"What makes you say that?" The third man asked.
"Well the first's skin was died black, the second pink,, the third blue and fourth yellow and now…" Leo trailed off as the corner went to work.
"Right, I'll make the call." Mike said nodding not needing any more information.
***
"Fine, I want it on my desk before you leave at the end of the day." The head of the GSA's special unit was saying to one of the investigators who worked
in his office.
"Yes sir." Peters said nodding.
"Sir?" A pretty red head poked her head into the door of the office.
"Yes?" The commander asked his assistant.
"There's a transmission from Mirinoi." The woman informed him.
"fine. Patch it through." The man said and turned to the computer screen.
"Done."
"Yes?"
"This is Corbett, we've got a situation." The curt voice said abruptly and the commander knew it was not a social call.
"Talk to me." He said picking up a pen.
TBC