(Before I start I want to thank everyone who gave me a great review. They
were a lot more uplifting than my very first review. I don't own power
rangers blah blah blah. If I did this would never be on this website.
Anyway back to my story.)
I was back at the track within a couple of days, my long brown hair carefully tucked into my helmet. I climbed onto my silver dirt bike and I carefully rode down to the track. After my little stunt near Storm Chargers, I didn't want to draw too much attention to myself. A little hard when you wear a white motorcross suit and own a silver dirt bike.
"Hey!" I heard someone yell behind me. I turned to see a rider pull up next to me. He pulled off his helmet to reveal brown, curly hair and a dorky grin.
"You won a race a couple of days ago right?" he asked.
"Yeah," I replied, pulling off my helmet and letting my hair fall neatly around my shoulders and down my back.
"You're just a kid!" the guy yelled, registering the obvious.
"I'm 13 and a half," I argued.
"Oh right. I'm sorry," the guy said, "I'm Dustin."
"Jesse," I replied. I suddenly heard a screaming coming from Blue bay harbour. Me and Dustin drove to the top of the hill. Smoke seemed to be rising from the streets.
"Listen," Dustin said, "I've gotta go. But can I race you later? Here about 7ish? I'd like all my friends to meet you."
"That sounds good," I replied. I watched as Dustin turned and shot down the hill. I looked back at the smoke and I smiled.
"There's no way I'm missing this party," I said. I shot towards the city.
The place was in an uproar. One of Lothor's goons, one that looked amazingly similar to a trout, was trying to drown the city. He trapped people in giant bubbles and seemed to gain extreme pleasure from watching the bubbles slowly fill up with water.
"Yo! Fish breath!!!" Someone cried and the Troutman turned around. There before him stood the 6 Power Rangers.
"You do know fish are supposed to stay in water?" the Blue ranger shouted. The Trout only smiled and blasted at them. They all dived aside.
"Someone got out of the wrong side of the tank this morning," the Blue Ranger said.
"I'll second that," the Samurai Ranger agreed.
"Ok. Let's get serious," the Crimson ranger said. They formed fighting positions. The Troutman just smirked and pulled a small glass ball from his bag. He flung it at the rangers. Most dived aside but the Blue Ranger was too slow. It hit her, expanded and trapped her inside. Everyone looked on in horror as the bubble began to fill up with water.
"Tori!" the Navy ranger yelled. He slammed his fists against the bubble. I teleported into a nearby alley, fully clad in ranger get up. I looked on in horror as the water reached Tori's neck. I ran out and I pulled the crossbow off my back and I aimed at the bubble.
"Blake, move!!!" I yelled. He turned, saw me and quickly moved aside. I fired and the bubble popped. Tori fell out, gasping for air. We all ran to her.
"Are you ok?" I asked.
"Yes," Tori spluttered, "Thank you for saving me."
"Anytime," I said. I looked up. Troutman was gone. I sighed.
"You turn up just when we need you," the Red ranger said.
"You should come back to our base," the Yellow ranger said.
"Yeah," the Crimson Ranger said, "Sensei will probably want to meet you." I shook my head.
"I have my own agenda," I said. I teleported back to the track and I demorphed. I collapsed on the ground and I waited for Dustin and his friends to arrive.
I was back at the track within a couple of days, my long brown hair carefully tucked into my helmet. I climbed onto my silver dirt bike and I carefully rode down to the track. After my little stunt near Storm Chargers, I didn't want to draw too much attention to myself. A little hard when you wear a white motorcross suit and own a silver dirt bike.
"Hey!" I heard someone yell behind me. I turned to see a rider pull up next to me. He pulled off his helmet to reveal brown, curly hair and a dorky grin.
"You won a race a couple of days ago right?" he asked.
"Yeah," I replied, pulling off my helmet and letting my hair fall neatly around my shoulders and down my back.
"You're just a kid!" the guy yelled, registering the obvious.
"I'm 13 and a half," I argued.
"Oh right. I'm sorry," the guy said, "I'm Dustin."
"Jesse," I replied. I suddenly heard a screaming coming from Blue bay harbour. Me and Dustin drove to the top of the hill. Smoke seemed to be rising from the streets.
"Listen," Dustin said, "I've gotta go. But can I race you later? Here about 7ish? I'd like all my friends to meet you."
"That sounds good," I replied. I watched as Dustin turned and shot down the hill. I looked back at the smoke and I smiled.
"There's no way I'm missing this party," I said. I shot towards the city.
The place was in an uproar. One of Lothor's goons, one that looked amazingly similar to a trout, was trying to drown the city. He trapped people in giant bubbles and seemed to gain extreme pleasure from watching the bubbles slowly fill up with water.
"Yo! Fish breath!!!" Someone cried and the Troutman turned around. There before him stood the 6 Power Rangers.
"You do know fish are supposed to stay in water?" the Blue ranger shouted. The Trout only smiled and blasted at them. They all dived aside.
"Someone got out of the wrong side of the tank this morning," the Blue Ranger said.
"I'll second that," the Samurai Ranger agreed.
"Ok. Let's get serious," the Crimson ranger said. They formed fighting positions. The Troutman just smirked and pulled a small glass ball from his bag. He flung it at the rangers. Most dived aside but the Blue Ranger was too slow. It hit her, expanded and trapped her inside. Everyone looked on in horror as the bubble began to fill up with water.
"Tori!" the Navy ranger yelled. He slammed his fists against the bubble. I teleported into a nearby alley, fully clad in ranger get up. I looked on in horror as the water reached Tori's neck. I ran out and I pulled the crossbow off my back and I aimed at the bubble.
"Blake, move!!!" I yelled. He turned, saw me and quickly moved aside. I fired and the bubble popped. Tori fell out, gasping for air. We all ran to her.
"Are you ok?" I asked.
"Yes," Tori spluttered, "Thank you for saving me."
"Anytime," I said. I looked up. Troutman was gone. I sighed.
"You turn up just when we need you," the Red ranger said.
"You should come back to our base," the Yellow ranger said.
"Yeah," the Crimson Ranger said, "Sensei will probably want to meet you." I shook my head.
"I have my own agenda," I said. I teleported back to the track and I demorphed. I collapsed on the ground and I waited for Dustin and his friends to arrive.