Disclaimer - I don't own Power Rangers; never have, probably never will.
Chapter Three
"Ah! Dumb dog get off me!" Alex practically screamed. It was six in the morning and he had just been woken up by a big black puppy licking his face.
A figure in the doorway smiled, "I told you that dog was no good."
Alex sat up to get a good look at the stranger; she was a short blonde girl who he had never seen in his life. Who was she?
"Where am I, cadet?" Alex asked.
"Cadet? Wes, get a life!"
"My name's not Wes." He said, "Now, where am I?"
"In your house." The girl said as if it were the most obvious thing on earth.
"My house?" Alex asked, "This can't be real… I live in an apartment!"
"You don't have to rub it in, Wes. You're rich; I'm bankrupt. Trust me, I'd rather have my own house than live my gun-obsessed sister,her new husband, and you!" The girl said venomously.
"I'm not gun-obsessed!" Another voice said from the hallway. "Just because you don't have a clue about self defense doesn't mean - "
"I'm sorry, no offense meant, Taylor, butWes isseriously gettingon my last nerve! He's such a spoiled brat!"
"For the last time, my name's not Wes!"
"Becca, you know,breakfast's almost readyready. Why don't you go downstairs and check on it;I'll meet you downstairs in a few seconds."
"Fine, good luck withthe prince of the manorover there." Becca saidbefore she leftthe room.
"Wes," Taylor said, closing the door. "We've got to talk."
"I'm not Wes." Alex said.
"Okay, than who the heck are you?"
"My name's Alex and I'm from the future."
Yeah, I know, it's a really short chapter, but I thought it would be a good way to end. It just all seemed to fit. I want to thank PRTCSI and MegGiry3003 for reviewing.