Disclaimer: I don't own Power Rangers.
Notes: None for the moment.
PROLOGUE
A man ran around the corner. What he was running from is hard to explain. The man had neck-length red hair, white skin, and he was wearing a black T-Shirt, blue jeans, white socks, and black Nikes.
"I should be safe here" he said, panting. Then, all of a sudden, the things he was running from ran around the corner.
"You are surrounded. Please surrender before we have to use force" the things said.
The man was too tired to say a single word.
"Surrender now" said the things.
The man finally stopped breathing hard.
"Go to hell" he said. With that, he continued his running.
Where was he? He was about to cross the border to a city called Florika. He was being pursued.
The things followed the man more, and then the man ran. He decided to use his skills. When the things were gaining on him, he slid under a passing truck. The followers were unlucky enough to collide with it. Most of them, anyways. Their leader just happened to slide under the truck with the man. The leader was different. he had a cloak on, but his head was visible. His head was completely black. It had two solid blue oblong-ish eyes, and a grey mouth mask sort of thing with two black lines on both sides of it, with a black line right through the middle.
The man ran down the slanted road. Not a car was on it, due to the heavy rain and it was 1:00 AM. The man could see a stream up ahead, with a beach on the other side. He knew that this was his only way of getting to Florika. But he wasn't a fast swimmer, but, then again, the cloaked figure couldn't swim at all.
"I hate my life" said the man. His follower was catching up, and he had a huge sword. The man had nothing. Except the option of jumping into the stream. He'd probably get a cold, but it was better than getting cut in two.
The cloaked figure finally reached the man at the stream. The man had one option: leaping over the guard rail and swimming half a football field. Either that or try to fight the follower.
"Give up, McRobins" said the figure "You will never get past me".
"There's more than one way for me to go, Etorka" said the man. With that, he flipped over the guard rail.
"NO!" yelled the cloaked figure, now identified as Etorka. He swore silently, and then dissapeared.
The man swam for five minutes across the stream. He was relieved. But he knew that he had no help. He was soaking wet. He couldn't morphed even if he'd wanted to. He hadn't morphed in forever.
"I need to find the new rangers" he said "Before it's too late."
Author's Note: I like Power Rangers. A lot. So I decided to make my own series. I hope you'll enjoy it.
Oh, yes, you heard the man say something about not morphing in forever. Well, what ranger was he? That's a surprise.
Also, this is just a prologue. The actual chapters will be longer.
Hope you like the Prologue of episode one!
