Author's Note: This is my first PRTF fanfic so I would appreciate any and all comments and advice. Please forgive me if the first few chapters aren't very good, it's the background information that you'll need but I promise it will pick up.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Power Rangers (but how I wish I did). However, I do own the character of Jessica (Jessie) Scotts.
It had been two years since Jennifer Scotts had given her fiancé, Alex Drake, back his ring and returned to the past to help Wes. Along with the other rangers, Katie, Trip, and Lucas, they had defeated Frax and his army of cyclobots and captured Ransik.
Jen had wanted to stay with Wes, but she knew that she couldn't. That fateful day on the beach she had told him everything. How she had loved him all along and how miserable she was to leave, but she had no choice, no matter how much her heart was telling her to stay. After all, they were from a completely different time. Heartbroken, she had said goodbye to Wes and boarded the time ship that would carry her home.
Upon her return, she and the other rangers were commended for their work in the past, and for saving the future. Jen relieved Jessica, her younger sister, of her position that she was filling while Jen was gone and let her get back to her own duties.
Jessica Scotts was Captain of the Time Force Training Academy; a school designed to help the children who showed the potential and desire to become a Time Force Cadet. Jessica, herself, took the time to train the elite of the Academy and took her job very seriously.
A younger version of her sister, Jessica is very strict and determinedly stubborn. She is very well respected at the Academy and Time Force which is why she was chosen to be the White Time Force Ranger.
A new program in development that was finished not long after the Rangers left for the year 2001. Originally, it was decided that it would only be necessary until the Time Force Rangers came back as its purpose was to protect the city while they were gone. Those plans were quickly dropped when Jessica was appointed to the position and seen in action. She worked so well with the program that the suit just simply seemed to be an extension of her own self.
Time Force also developed a Black Time Force Ranger; however, no one was ever given the position.
Jen was quite shocked to come home to such a change in everything that she had known. To her, Jessica was still a little girl when she left, and she came back to a strong, beautiful, and dedicated woman.
They had always had each other. Even before their parents died, Jen and Jessie were inseparable. Jen was the eldest of the two and tried to take on too much. This was especially true since her appointment to Captain of Time Force. She was often a little too focused and Jessie reminded her to slow down and take a moment to just enjoy life. Don't get me wrong, Jessie was still as determined as Jen; however during her down time she was very playful and carefree. The one major difference in their personality's balanced each other out. I mean what can you do other than compromise when you share the same apartment?
-Bang! - Jessie felt a shot scream by her ear and into the wall behind her. She crouched down behind the ledge she was hiding to catch her breath; she was outnumbered and she knew it.
She had been taking her usual patrol after finishing the last of the training sessions for the day when she had spotted a few suspicious characters gathered in the park. Investigating the scene, she had been ambushed by a new generation of cyclobots, called cyclotrons that the Academy had only heard rumors of before. Where the cyclobots had lacked speed, agility, and power the cyclotrons made up for it and then some.
-Crack! – There was another one. She knew she had to get out of there. With the darkness to hide her, Jessica tried to escape back into her cruiser to call for back up; however the cyclotrons had heard her and surrounded her half-way.
With her blaster drawn, Jessie knew she wouldn't be able to take them all out. Looking around, she knew there had to be at least thirty alone. What should she do? Should she fight and risk the chance to outsmart them or should she try and escape? Both seemed to be fairly bleak solutions at this point. Then she heard her father's smoky voice in the back of her mind, "No matter how tough something is you should never quit. Don't give up just because it looks hard or you think that you can't do it. Take a chance, see what happens." Jessie closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She knew what she had to do.
All was going smoothly at Time Force Headquarters; everyone was packing up for the day and getting ready to go home. Jennifer Scotts was finishing up her deputy reports and cleaning out her locker. Logging on to the system, she noticed that Jessie hadn't turned in her reports for the Academy for that day and went to her office. A short shuttle ride to the Academy and a few flights of stairs later, she was greeted by an empty chair and a vacant office.
"She left about an hour ago." Garrett, a young officer, replied seeing Jen at the door.
"Do you know where she went?" Jen asked hoping that he did.
"No, sorry, she did look like she was headed out to her car though." Garrett smiled.
"I just noticed that she hadn't done her report yet and I was wondering if she was working late, that's all. She's probably on her way back now." Jen replied more assuring herself than anything.
"I'm sure, although she does tend to be the last one out of here most of the time." Garrett chuckled.
"Yeah," Jen smiled. "Well thanks anyway, Garrett. If you see her will you let me know?"
"Sure, I'll see you tomorrow Captain." Garrett grabbed his bag and locked the door behind him.
Even though Garrett was right about Jessie being the last one to leave, something just didn't feel right to Jen. She grabbed her cell phone and dialed Jessie's number.
Jessie had shot down about six of the cyclotrons, but not without a price. They had gotten a few shots in as well. She dodged another shot and fired back, hitting the cyclotron in the chest. Throwing a fury of kicks and punches, she knocked out another two. Dodging another shot, she dropped behind a building. Her breath hard and her muscles aching, she knew that she couldn't take much more of this. She longed for her morpher, but it was back at headquarters being upgraded and inspected. A cyclotron appeared around the corner and took a shot before Jessie had time to react; it hit her squarely in the shoulder. Letting out a gasp of pain she fired back and destroyed him. If only she could get back to her car.
"That's strange; Jessie normally carries her phone everywhere." Jen was trying to ignore the feeling of dread that was growing inside her. She knew something wasn't right. Jen locked her office and went out to her car.
Jessie had eliminated most of the cyclotrons, but she was very weak. There were only two left and they were beginning to get pleasure out of stalking her. Badly hurt, Jessie limped around the other side of the building and seeing her car unguarded made a break to it. The two remaining cyclotrons seemed to come out of nowhere. Jessie turned around and fired. She wasn't quick enough, though, and the remaining cyclotron fired at her again. The blaster hit its mark on Jessie's leg and she fell to the ground. She knew that she wouldn't be able to make it to her blaster that had skid off a few feet from her. The advancing cyclotron had his blaster lowered, marked at Jessie's chest; she saw him change the setting to full power. Jessie struggled to get away and inched closer to her blaster.
Then she heard his spine-tingling, sinister voice, "Say goodbye, Ranger."
