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A/N: I don't like this either, but there needs to be a disclaimer and I kind of forgot it last episode/chapter/prologue. Sad, isn't it? On the bright side, I'm not going to be posting this again.

Disclaimer: I am not rich, therefore I don't own Pokémon or Power Rangers. Yankee Blaze has the Poké Rangers concept, and any characters not specified in either canon are created by Psyduck Ranger, Yankee Blaze, 0Mimi-Chan0, Digimon Lantern 1, Cure Black2000, or me.

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To Whom It May Concern:

Aislynn and Aine tell me it's time. Lady Abbadon is stirring and so we must be ready and all of that stuff. Enclosed, unless you are Lily (sorry Lily!), is a morpher. Give it to someone you trust, and someone who will fight. And you had better be sure they will.

On Monday, which should be three days after you read this, the morphers will teleport themselves and whomever is wearing them to Treasure Beach. I'd warn whomever's using it if I were you. Unless you feel like scaring them out of their wits, which is all good too.

One final note: if you trust no one enough to give them it, then please do not. Leave it unopened, and send it back. And don't keep it for yourself either – it's way too obvious. All of this seriousness is starting to depress me, so this is it. Jin, Tianshi, Lu and I shall be there at Treasure Beach.

Cheers, Serena

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Raye Volten, the Island Leader of Two Island, reread the letter carefully for the fifth time. It was undoubtedly Serena, given the neat, blue-ink handwriting, the way it looked like it'd come off a copy machine, and the general strange context. She'd received it taped to a small box labeled "Three Island," for some reason. It was apparently the morpher.

The problem was who to give it to…

For ideas, Raye dug her cell phone out of a pocket, and flipped it open. She opened the contact list. It was rather short and pathetic, but that was fine. In alphabetical order, she scanned the list.

Alicia Joy, Brinca Roushi, Daniel Gardner…

She smiled. Bingo.

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"Zoey!" Oliver barged into his younger sister's room, very loudly and rudely if Zoey had anything to say about it.

"What?" Zoey snapped, quickly hiding whatever she was working on under her math textbook.

Oliver ignored it. "Wait, you're doing your math homework? On a Friday? I refuse to be related to you."

She blushed slightly, glaring at him. "Shut up. Say what you came to say or get out."

"Okay, okay. Look, I got a present for you, and no, it's not a bribe or something slimy." He waved a small box in his hand in the air. "See?"

"Pompous bighead?"

"Yeah?"

"Why does it say Two Island on it?"

"It does?" Oliver pulled it down from midair and squinted at it. "Hey, it does. Whatever. Here you go, and keep it on, kay?"

"Whatever," Zoey sighed. "Just give it here and go back to your apartment already."

"Aye-aye, Madame PMS."

"Don't call me that or I'll kick you where the sun doesn't shine."

"…I'm going, I'm going!" Oliver practically ran out the room and down the stairs, though he managed to slam the door as he ran by.

Zoey smiled. Oliver was so easy to tease, eight years older or not. She glanced at the box he'd left on the desk and shrugged. She'd open it later…

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Rhine Yukiton of Four Island turned over the box in her hands for what was probably the hundredth time in the last ten minutes. She had absolutely no idea who she would trust to fight.

Of course, maybe this was her fault. After all, she didn't exactly know a lot of people…

"Okay, this is not going to work," she said out loud, putting it down on the table. Rhine picked up the letter again, rereading it. Her attention was caught by the last paragraph – "leave it unopened, and send it back to me."

That she could do. Rhine reached for a pen.

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The mail arrived on Saturday morning. Serena often slept till noon on Saturdays, and this was no exception. Her sister, however, did not.

"What's this?" Rachel brushed back a strand of brown hair, examining the address on the box. In simple, black pen, it said "Serena Tsukuyomi, One Island." Actually, that was pretty much all the sender needed, since Serena Tsukuyomi wasn't exactly a common name. There was also no postmark, so it was probably sent by a bird Pokémon or something.

Rachel shrugged and scooped it up along with the rest of the mail. Serena wouldn't mind if she looked, right? Besides, Rachel did kind of owe her little sister for the way Jin had scared Munchlax out of his wits…

Making up her mind, Rachel opened the box, though she did struggle with the tape for a minute. Throwing it aside, annoyed, she drew out a very expensive-looking, cyan Pokétch. If she remembered correctly, Pokétches were from Sinnoh, which was way to the north and a real pain to import.

"Whoa." Who the hell sent her little sister this? Rachel picked it up by the wristband and walked into the hallway, aimed straight for Serena's room.

Shouting ensued. Partly from Serena being woken up four hours before normal, partly because Rachel had, as Serena put it, "been an annoying snoop."

Then some explaining. A lot of explaining.

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Surfing was the awesomest way to start a day.

Five Island was home to many monster waves, and they could be reached just by walking out the door and down to the beach, so that was what Jun did in the mornings.

But Jun wasn't the one who was always out way too early in the morning. He had the decency to sleep until eight at the least. Not Sean, annoying-cousin-of-his, and the Island Leader of Five Island.

Speaking of Sean, for once he hadn't jumped straight into the water and practically sprouted fins and gills. Instead, he was waiting on the beach, board planted in the sand and eating a corn dog. Sean spotted him and waved him over, brandishing the stick.

"Hey, Jun. Got something for you." He indicated a bag beside him, which his Octillery sprawled over like some crazy guard. "Only you get to get Kraken off."

"Whatever. Any chicks or is it too early?"

"Dude, it's not nine on a Saturday morning. They'll show up. Now sit down and shut up or go surf."

"I'll go with option B. See ya, loser."

"Right back at you, dork."

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Guinevere Joy drummed her fingers on the counter of Six Island's Pokémon Center and wished the stupid note had been more specific.

Aiden had been very distracted during the sparring sessions, which was kind of interesting because then Chansey went and Metronomed all over Autumn. It had been especially interesting when she used Attract by accident. Not that Autumn went and fell in love with Chansey, though that would have been very funny.

Meh. Couldn't have everything.

So anyway, then she stomped over and demanded to know why he was being so distracted, and if he was trying to lose on purpose to make her feel superior or something stupid, and if he was to prepare for some major pain.

He'd handed her a box with an envelope attached and went off on Sulfur, the annoying not-so-little Charizard, saying something about fate being a certain seven-letter word that began with A and ended with E.

She had no idea why he'd said that, but shrugged it off. The little shrimp was strange. Sometimes she agreed with his more cryptic statements, but this was not one of them (yet).

In any case, she had no idea when the annoying morpher – if it was a morpher, it just looked like a red Pokétch – on her wrist was supposed to go and teleport her off to Treasure Beach, or even if it wasn't an elaborate hoax.

Joy – as most people called her – glanced at the clock for maybe the fifth time in the last ten minutes. 10:08 AM.

And right then, a swirl of red light burst forth from the morpher, surrounding her. When it was faded, she was gone.

Chansey toddled forward from behind the counter, and slid the doors shut.

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Serena had left Rachel behind on the grounds that "this way we can claim not to be related." Which meant that she arrived alone.

Serena was sitting on a little shelf of stone, her Pokémon gathered around her. Jin, her Persian, purred reassuringly by her side, and Lu, her Stantler sat on her other side. Tianshi, her Togetic, was hovering in midair behind them, watching curiously.

It began with five pinpricks of colored lights that swiftly grew larger and brighter. They were in five colors – crimson, azure, emerald, gold, and cyan. They all solidified into teenagers – okay, maybe older – each with a Pokétch the same color of the swirl of light.

From the red one was, of all people, a Nurse Joy. She looked slightly annoyed, slightly angry, and otherwise just like all of her family when on duty.

The blue was a boy with black hair, brown eyes, and tanned skin. He was dressed more casually than the Joy, in a blue tank-top, black jeans, and silver-and-blue shoes. Maybe a headband, but it was black and therefore blended into his hair.

The green swirl became a boy with long brown hair in a Pokémon Ranger's uniform, all orange and black with the distinctive white-and-gold sign on the shoulder. He also had a stylus, which meant he was probably imported from Fiore or something. Interesting choice.

The gold light was a girl, with light blue hair pulled into two buns on either side of her head, and purple eyes. She wore a yellow jacket over a white shirt, a yellow miniskirt over black pants, and white sneakers.

And of course, the last of them was Rachel, her annoying sister. She looked just the same as she always did, with her wavy brown hair. Outfit-of-the-day was a white spaghetti-strap top over short blue shorts and white sandals.

(A/N: I just broke one of my own rules and shoved a giant block of description in here. Sadsad. I'm gonna be doing that a lot too. More sadsad.)

It was the girl with blue hair who spoke first. "What the hell is going on?" she demanded.

Serena glanced at the morpher. "You're Raye's?"

"…No."

"You have the yellow one. If you're not Raye's, whose are you?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about. My annoying brother gave me this Pokétch, not 'Raye.'"

"Hmm. And you are…?"

"Zoey Ashford."

"Oh. You're Oliver's. So…" Serena eyed the one in the Pokémon Ranger outfit with the green Pokétch. "You're Raye's."

"Uh…yes…?"

"Hmm. Must have mixed them up or something. Whatever." Serena got to her feet, dusting off her skirt. "Come inside and then we can do introductions."

"Hold on," the Joy interrupted. "What do you mean, inside, and why are we being bossed around by a thirteen-year-old who we don't even know?"

"Oh, yes, there is that. For your second question, my name is Serena Tsukuyomi, Island Leader of One Island, specialist in Normal-types." She deliberately skipped over the fact that at least one of them did know her, and continued, "As for inside…" Serena shrugged and turned to the rock wall. "Aislynn, Aine, open up already."

A rumbling noise filled the air and almost startled Rachel into falling over, which Serena found interesting. Jin got to her paws, stretching lazily, and Tianshi settled on Serena's shoulder. Lu clopped ahead, disappearing into the rock illusion amid gasps.

"Follow him," Serena told them, jamming her hands into her jacket's pockets.

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They gaped.

Well, Rachel did, anyway, and she was sure about that. The other four were gaping too. Serena was seemingly unimpressed. Rachel scowled and made a mental note to demand what else she'd been keeping secret. Or had she already done that? Rachel couldn't remember.

Didn't matter.

"Well, hurry up," Serena said irritably, being stuck at the back of the group. They moved forward and the metal wall went clanking back up as Serena stepped out of the way. It sealed them all into a cavern of darkness, which suddenly lit up with the blaze of white light.

"Warriors, welcome," two voices said at the same time. Rachel nearly had a heart attack. Everything was way too overly dramatic. She turned around to see two girls gazing at them serenely, with extremely dark skin that contrasted with their pure white robes, except for the black sashes. Their hair was the same white, long and wavy, very similar to Rachel's own. If it wasn't for the intensely red eyes, Rachel would have thought they'd stepped out of an old black-and-white video or something.

"…Who are you?" the Joy asked.

"I am Aislynn," said one.

"And I am Aine." The other answered.

"Aislynn-or-Aine works for both of them," Serena offered in a disinterested tone.

"That's too long," offered the boy with black hair. "I say Ai."

Aislynn and Aine exchanged mildly confused glances. "As you wish…who are you five?"

"Guinevere Joy," the Joy answered.

"Jun Shimatori," the black-haired boy said.

"I'm Daniel Gardner," the boy in the Pokémon Ranger uniform offered.

"Zoey Ashford," the girl with the blue hair said.

"…Rachel Tsukuyomi."

"Didn't the annoying midget say her name was Serena Tsukuyomi?" Zoey asked.

Serena glared at her. "For one thing, the 'annoying little midget' is standing right here. For another, I'm the Island Leader here, and I wasn't chosen for my height," she seethed.

"More like lack of," Zoey shot back, arms crossed.

"Whoa, hey!" Daniel tried to interrupt their glare-fest, and Rachel admired him for it. Getting in the way of her sister was the equivalent of jumping into a nest of venomous Ekans. The only antidote was being related (to a certain extent – second cousin and up), being friends, or being useful.

Apparently he fell into the last category, because Rachel could think of no way he could fit into the first two and Serena shot him and Zoey a parting glare. Joy spoke up then. "I have a question. You said you're Serena Tsukuyomi? Why did you have to write such an annoyingly vague letter?"

"And you didn't ask this earlier why?"

"You were dragging us here. Stop dancing around the question."

"Because they get to explain it to you and I'm considering providing snide comments," Serena answered.

Aislynn and Aine, forgotten until then, spoke up. Rachel couldn't tell which was speaking, which was kind of irrelevant as they were seamlessly finishing each other's sentences.

(A/N: For convenience's sake, I'm putting this all in one blurb. Many long speeches these two make will be in one blurb, as a heads-up. What can I say, I'm lazy.)

"We are sure you have questions, and they will be answered. Please do not interrupt. For the time being, all you must know is that there are two forces who have fought millennia ago, in these very islands you humans call Sevii. They were Eden and Abbadon, Paradise and Destruction. Polar opposites in every way, Lady Eden managed to seal Lady Abbadon's spirit away and destroy her body. All of Lady Eden's forces fell, and almost all of Lady Abbadon's, except the warrior Lantis, who was thought to be destroyed in the sea by Seven Island. Eden then created this hollow and the two of us, and sealed herself away to gather her strength for the final battle. The time is near now."

"And this has to do with us how?" Joy asked.

"Lady Abbadon's forces are destructive. They are to wait here, in the Sevii chain, until Lady Abbadon launches her attack against Lady Eden. We were created to safeguard the humans here from destruction – more specifically, to bring the guardians into existence. Though the Rangers are not a traditional part of the battle, Serena insisted on it. You five have been chosen through the Sevii Seven."

One of them pointed to Rachel. "You have the morpher of Four Island, powered by Floe Island's heartstone. Four Island has always been linked most closely to the ice, despite being here in the hot south. You are to become the Cyan Dewgong Ranger."

The other to Zoey. "You have the morpher that was meant for Two Island, powered by Boon Island's heartstone. Two Island is closest to electricity, energy that drives humans to create and gives them strength. You are to be the Yellow Raichu Ranger."

Daniel, now. "Your morpher was for Three Island, powered by the heartstone of Kin Island. Three Island houses the Berry Forest, one of the richest examples of flourishing plant life in the Sevii chain. You will be the Green Victreebel Ranger."

Jun. "For Five Island, your morpher contains the heartstone of Chrono Island. Five Island draws its life from the sea, back to the time when it was only a fishing outpost where humans gathered. You will become the Blue Gyarados Ranger."

And finally, to Joy. "And Six Island's warrior, your morpher holds the heartstone of Fortune Island. The southernmost island, in ancient times kings gathered their armies and fought for the rule of Sevii, carving Ruin Valley in their wake. There, the strongest souls were forged in the blaze of war. Your destiny is to be the Red Charizard Ranger."

They spoke at the same time. "Will you accept?"

What other answer was there to give? "Yes."

Aislynn and Aine nodded, then looked at Serena. "If you will take it from here?" one of them asked.

"We have to listen to the midget?" Zoey asked plaintively.

Serena ignored the "midget" crack, and either Aislynn or Aine explained, "Tsukuyomi-san designed the method to convert the heartstone's energy to be used for Rangers three years ago. We simply put it together."

Zoey blinked and decided not to say anything. Rachel was wondering exactly what kind of an annoying genius her sister was. All the details she knew, as of now, was that she'd been able to take senior year at One Island High, along with some of the college-level courses, with ease and that she could design Ranger morphers.

It was especially annoying considering that Rachel herself had to struggle through her own sophomore year of high school, but that was besides the point.

Serena shrugged. "Morphing is very simple. You say the words, "Sevii Metamorphosis" followed by your element and the number of the island. A bit long, but that's much less chance of you morphing accidentally. Nothing else is required. It will only work if you – or at least, someone with identical voice patterns – says the morph call, as you are the first ones to do so. Try it."

"Sure!" Jun Shimatori spoke up loudly. "Sevii Metamorphosis – Water Five!"

The Pokétch on his wrist glowed with vibrant, deep blue light, before bursting into a shower of blue, er, sparkles. A ghostly wind swept them up in a column, which glowed brightly with the same blue light before fading. A ranger stood there. His suit was simple, mainly deep blue, though the gloves and boots were white. The visor was a seven-pointed star, pitch black against the blue. At the edges of the gloves and boots, where white met blue, thick gold bands shone. Jun finished with the announcement of, "Blue Gyarados! This is so awesome!" Apparently he hadn't noticed the sparkles.

"Very showy," Serena muttered. "The design had nothing to do with this."

"It is the influence of the heartstones," Aislynn or Aine said. "They have always been inclined towards…drama."

The other glanced at the rest of them. "Would you like to try?"

Four morph calls in answer.

"Sevii Metamorphosis – Fire Six!"

"Sevii Metamorphosis – Ice Four!"

"Sevii Metamorphosis – Grass Three!"

"Sevii Metamorphosis – Electric Two!"

The four bursts of light were so bright, Serena shielded her eyes. "Really going to have to fix that," she muttered. "Way too conspicuous."

The suits were pretty much the same as Jun's, except in their respective colors rather than blue (red for Joy, cyan for Rachel, green for Daniel, and yellow for Zoey). Zoey's and Rachel's also had a skirt.

"This is awesome," Jun announced again. "So, where's the monster to beat up?"

Serena sighed. "None now. It's training instead."

"…Training? In here?" he seemed less enthusiastic at that.

"You didn't seriously think you could just swing a stick and you'd be done? All sorts of things to be done. Weapons training, Pokémon attacks, your unique attacks, and later Zord piloting when they're built…" Serena rattled off, ignoring their groans. "Today, we'll start off with weapons training. Aislynn, Aine, which way's the training room again?"

The two white-haired girls exchanged glances, and one stepped forward. "Follow me, please. Aislynn will remain to guard the entrance."

"So…" Rachel began. "Do you two have a shorter name than Aislynn-or-Aine?"

"No."

"Could you think of one?" the green one – Daniel – asked.

"Yes."

"Will you think of one?" Rachel asked.

"No."

A period of silence as Aine led them through the twists and turns of the rock labyrinth. Then Zoey spoke up. "There's Ai."

"…I like it," Rachel offered. "You two're Ai now."

"…If you insist."

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The wooden clack of training weapons rang out, echoing in the cavern. Aislynn, seated before the entrance, listened with eyes closed. There had been a reason why there were so many caverns, besides to confuse the enemy – sound.

Sound was everything, for the two twins.

Two of Tsukuyomi-san's Pokémon, Lu and Tianshi, had remained behind as well, though Jin had slipped along in the shadows to guard her trainer. Aislynn decided it should be a good time as any now. Reaching out with her mind, she found the negative space among seven other auras that indicated Aine. Are you ready?

Of course. Aislynn closed her eyes, and the world around her was replaced with what Aine was seeing.

Tsukuyomi-san was a strict taskmaster, for one so young. All the Rangers had powered down, back to their normal forms. Two pairs of the Rangers – Red and Blue, Green and Yellow – were equipped with wooden staffs and drilling against each other in a pattern of blows, high, middle, low, high, middle, low. Tsukuyomi-san had paired up with the Cyan Ranger, who seemed to be more on equal footing. Like the others, they had wooden staffs and were drilling with the same pattern, probably as a demonstration. Unlike the other four, whose movements were still slow and cautious, theirs were quicker and sure. More likely than not that would be the result of their parents than anything else. Sparring with her sister did not seem to cow the thirteen-year-old, however – she was busy snapping at Green to stop flinching and Yellow to move quicker. Under her breath, Cyan was telling Blue to keep his guard up before Red missed and rapped him instead of the staff.

Aislynn and Aine watched the show for a while before Aine closed her eyes. What do you think of them? Aine asked.

…I believe they all have potential, Aislynn said slowly. But they seem too young to fight.

A quiet laugh. To us, all are young but the legends themselves, remember. And by human standards, they are almost grown.

Yes…I suppose…

Aine changed the subject. Do you know, they have decided that they will call us Ai.

Ai?

Honestly, I do not know what to think.

…I feel we will have to experience that feeling quite a bit, from now on, unfortunately.

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