The Terran Rangers/X-Men by Heather Ray (chromebook ebook reader .TXT) ๐
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To those that have stayed with me through both the Streaks of Purple Saga and the Spectrum Force series, thank you! See? I told you there were more books to come! I've decided to go back to editing the Power Ranger Fanfiction I wrote back in the day to book format and The Terran Rangers are kind of my own take on Power Rangers Zeo. I hope you all continue to stick with me through this series. Again, thank you to all the readers and the people that have supported me over this project through the years! Luvs to you all!
Power Rangers are the property of Saban Entertainment. The X-Men and all related characters are the property of Marvel Comics. The abilities as well as personal history of the character "Shadow"
were created by me and Don Berry (thanks Don!)
and his ideas are used with his permission. For those of you who are familiar with the Age of Apocalypse, you'll notice that the events in this fanfic aren't exactly like the Marvel Comics' mini-series. I had to tweak the story a bit, to fit it in my story frame.
It was eight a.m. in Angel Grove, and the students of Angel Grove High School were abuzz with gossip. According to rumor, there was a new student arriving from a foreign land. Her family moved to Angel Grove because her father, a world-renowned physician, just received an offer to work at Angel Grove University, and would be joining a study on the human heart. Now, for the first time since Tanya Sloan moved to California, Angel Grove was getting a new student. And the student body was excited.
Presently, Kimberly Anne Hart was busy rummaging through her locker, searching for something. She didn't notice when her friends Billy Mitchell and Adam Park walked up behind her.
"What're your looking for, Kim?" asked Adam with a smile.
"My Scientific Founders report," she moaned, leafing through one pearly yellow folder. "It's on Darwin's theory of Natural Selection, and its due in like ten minutes! I just can't remember which folder I put it in..."
"I guess you're starting to pick up some of Tommy's characteristics," laughed Billy. "Of course, you'd pick up his singular serious flaw --"
Kimberly looked up and glared at her long time friend. She then began to giggle.
"I guess you're right," she sighed. "What're you doing here anyway, Billy? Didn't Mr. Caplan already graduate you?"
"Yes, but Mr. Caplan invited me here to assist Mr. Madly with the Sophomore Biology class dissections. Usually, the laboratory classes have a teaching assistant, but due to cut-backs, the school system couldn't afford one. I volunteered."
"Did you hear about the new student?" asked Adam.
"New student?" asked Billy. "What new student?"
"Well," said Kimberly, "rumor has it that she's the only child of this famous physician, and he's been invited to do research at AGU on the heart. She's gonna be a...Junior, if I remember correctly. Mr. Caplan asked me to show her around, and get her acquainted with the school."
"Why you?" asked Adam, "I mean, you're not even the class president anymore."
"Mr. Caplan said that he had the feeling we'd get along," Kim said with a shrug. "Okay, I found my report! I have to got to Mr. Caplan's office now, and meet the new student. I'll see ya at Ernie's for lunch, right?"
"You got it," said Adam, waving.
"Affirmative," called Billy on his way down the hall.
"Okay," said Mr. Caplan, reading off a sheet of paper, "everything seems to be in order. Here's your schedule, and a class representative will be here shortly to show you around. If you need any assistance, or if you decide to change your schedule a bit, please contact me."
"Thanks, Mr. Caplan," said the young, dark girl with short black hair. She took the schedule from him and looked it over.
"I still have reservations about placing you in some of these classes," Mr. Caplan admitted. "After all, you haven't had any formal schooling for a while, not with your family living out in the savanna since you were twelve."
"I think I can manage," she said with a smile. "May I go now?"
"Just a minute, young lady," said Mr. Caplan, "I asked a student to show you around. She should've been here by now..."
Just then, there was a knock at the principal's door. Mr. Caplan rose to his feet, and let in the visitor.
"I'm here," she said, slightly panting. Mr. Caplan glanced at his watch.
"So you are, Miss Hart," he said. "Although you are a few minutes late."
Kimberly blushed, thinking about what Billy had just said about Tommy's bad habits rubbing off. She then glanced at the young lady sitting at Mr. Caplan's desk. Her dark hair was shorter than Kim remembered it, cropped at about chin-length, but other than that, she looked exactly the same as she did when Kimberly saw her last, over the summer. Kimberly stared at her in shock, and the girl smiled and began to giggle at Kimberly's reaction.
"Kimberly Hart," said Mr. Caplan, "I'd like to introduce you to Aisha Campbell. She shall be finishing school here at Angel Grove High."
Aisha rose to her feet and extended her hand towards Kim.
"Pleased to meet you, Kimberly," she said politely, winking to her.
"Uh, welcome to Angel Grove," Kim said quietly.
"Okay, Miss Hart," said Mr. Caplan, once again taking his seat, "show Miss Campbell to her classes, and introduce her to some nice students. Get her acquainted with the school."
"No problem," said Kimberly honestly. The two girls stepped out of the office, and closed the door. Once they were alone, Kim excitedly squealed, and hugged her friend tightly.
"Aisha!" she cried, "I haven't seen you in months! How've you been?"
"Fine," said Aisha with a giggle. "My parents and I have been living with the tribe with Ishala since the Zeo Quest. We helped cure the disease that was plaguing the animals. Then, my dad continued his studies on the heart in Africa, especially with heart attacks caused by extreme stress. Then, he was offered a position here in Angel Grove, working with a team of specialists on the intricacies of the human heart. I was so excited to hear we were moving to good ole' Angel Grove!"
By now the halls were deserted, and the first period classes have begun.
"What class do you have?" Kim asked.
"Scientific Founders. How about you?"
"The same! Great, we'll go together!"
As the two girls walked down the corridor, Kimberly couldn't stop chatting about what had happened since Aisha left -- the destruction of the Command Center, the Terra powers, Zordon and Alpha's departure to the Alpha Centauri system, as well as Billy's graduation and reassignment as the Terran Rangers' mentor. She also told Aisha about Zack and Jason's return from Switzerland, the recent Power Ranger Day parade, and even Lord Zedd and Rita Repulsa's disappearance. This last part caught Aisha's attention much more than the rest.
"What do you mean 'disappearance'
?" she asked Kimberly.
"Well, about a week ago, Zedd sent a message to the Central Access Complex -- that's the new Command Center -- saying that he and Rita were moving onto greener pastures, or something. Nobody believed his story, but he hasn't attacked since. He may really be gone."
"Wow," said Aisha, "things have changed since I left!"
"Speaking of which," said Kimberly, "what exactly did happen when you left? I mean, Mr. Caplan acted like he didn't know you! But you attended Angel Grove High for over a year!"
"Well, the Zeo Quest kinda changed history. I'll tell ya what, I'll explain to all of you at lunch, okay? That way, I'll only have to explain it once."
"Sounds good to me," said Kimberly, and the two girls stepped into their classroom.
Meanwhile, inside the throne room of Lord Zedd's palace, the golden armored warrior Goldar sat on the throne, polishing his golden sword.
"Well?" said Rito Revolto impatiently. "What are we waiting for? Let's go clobber those Power Rangers!"
"Not yet," said Goldar. "It's only been a few days since Zedd and Rita vanished. No doubt the rangers are still wary. We'll wait...and strike when they least suspect..."
"I don't agree!" cried Rito,
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