A/N: okay 17 years have past. What has happened to the former rangers? What of the prophecy that was written? Well read and find out in the final chapter of this story. Next story coming is a Halloween story....
Nick Bradley stood there, with his Ranger suit on, facing the evil monster that had come to destroy him. He felt no fear, and he felt the power within him grow. He had grown up with the stories, and he knew his destiny. The strongest and most powerful monster stood before him. His helpers stood there, jumping up and down and yelling. Nick ignored them totally. Not to say his friends did. They were to handle them, and he would fullfill his destiny.
Sherry Brookes stood there as the yellow ranger, just like her father. Brandon Bradley stood there in navy. Beth Bradley stood there in pale blue behind her brother Nick. Next to her was her other brother Danny in Crimson, and her other brother Sam in black. Excitement ran through the young ones as they readied themselves, waiting for Nick to make his move.
Hunter stood watching from the rise along with Tori. Both were worried about their youngsters. Remembering what they had gone through, but knowing that they couldn't have stopped them. After all they wanted to be like their parents. Hunter looked at Nick, standing there strong, and tall. Like a strong oak in a fierce wind. He would last.
Dustin stood there, watching his daughter, similar thoughts going through his head. He wished Myrah was there to see, but she had passed on a few years ago. He just had his daughter now. That and his other 'Family'. He felt such pride in them all.
Blake stood there, and watched his son Brandon. He never thought he would see this day. His son, a power ranger. He glanced at his brother and saw the pride there, clear as a waving flag of freedom.
Together the parents watched the battle below, trying hard not to try to interfer. They still had their morphers, and could have easily gotten involved. But this was not their fight, it was passed on to their offspring.