Sliver Tyger
11-19-2003, 11:30 PM
Psycho Cyclone
Written by Wynd Tyger
"Helping Hands Pt. 1"
Two days had past since the first battle with Deamon. The rangers didnt really know each other that well and were keeping their distance. The Psychos on the other hand were connecting the rangers to one another with a surprising side-effect. They were gaining an impathic sense about the others.
Jacob was training in the forest listening to Red in his head. Jacob wanted to learn everything he could from Red. After a day and a half of Jacob ranting, raving and begging, Red finally agreed. Jacob was in Red's old fighting stance and taking orders nicely.
<You have taken on a great respenseability by become the Red Psycho Ranger. Next stance for ten seconds, then kata seven. You will need to watch your new friends backs and constantly be their protector, such as i was so long ago.> Red told Jacob.
<But why am I to be the protector? Why not Jamie or Cabel? Why me?> Jacob asked Red.
<The red ranger on any ranger team is the leader and protector. It has always been this was and it always will. Nobody has ever really question this respect.> Red explained to Jacob. Jacob started to punch and kick. He moved about the confinded medow in the forest at the south end of town. Red had been training him for the couple of hours and was very impressed with his new pupil's advancement in such short time, but he was keeping that carefully gaurded.
<This sounds like to much for me, but if you haven't been able to tell, I like to be over-whelmed. It gives me less paths to take, and the more paths that I see the more frightened I get.> Jacob said to Red in a respectful mannor.
<You will more than likely be tested by Powers That Be, but on that I can't be totally sure. You have inherited a great responsablilty and I'm beginning to think that my choice was not made out of desperation. You have the ability to be a great leader, but you lack the disaire to be one.> Red said out loud in Jacob's head.
<Thanks for the vote of confidence,> Jacob said sarcasticly as he missed his back-flip and landed on his stomach. He didn't move for a couple of seconds, sucking in air. Red was trying, and failing, at holding back a laugh. Jacob finally sat up and, he too, laughed.
<I did not mean to offend you but when I saw you trying to fight off the Dirks with out any enhanced abilities, i knew that you diserived the power.> Red informed.
Jacob picked himself and started to walk back to his bike, to go home. <Where do you think you are going? We are not finished here.> Red exclaimed, making Jacob jump.
<Man I got to get some sleep, you're killing me.> Jacob retorted. Both, he and Red, laughed. Red agreed, he too was tired and wanted to rest. Listening to some one grip and complain for a day and a half will really take the enegry out of you. Most of the time was spent in silence between them and both like it that way.
Jacob was about half way home when suddenly a group of Dirks appeared and attacked.
The two cloest to Jacob, pummled another Dirk into unconcisenceness, picked it up and tossed it at the tires of the bike. The Dirk connected and Jacob was sent flying, but he was still in a state of readiness and fliped in mid air and landed and rolled to his feet. The group of demons charged and Jacob snapped into his fighting stance. The first to make it to Jacob was devistated with a front kick and the next was way-laied with front flip kick, bring his heel on the top of the demon's head.
Two came up from either side and grabbed his arms. A thrid punched him in the stomach and was about to kick him but was caught with a sisor kick to the temple. The two that were holding his arms were taken out with two side kicks. There were still ten more waiting to get in on the action.
<Boy, oh, boy, i sure could use some help right now.> Jacob said to Red.
<The others are too far away to help you. You are gonna haft to ...>
"Psycho Cyclone! Online!" Jacob called out, without letting Red finish his statement. Jacob was engulfed in a cyclone of red enegry and was struck by red lightning. There was an explousion and Jacob was once more the Red Psycho Ranger. "Psycho Sword!" Jacob summoned. The weapon appeared in his right hand. He began to quickly cut the Dirks down two at a time.
Another group appeared behind the two that were left.
<Oh, goodie! Now what?> Jacob asked Red, who is just a little scared right at the moment. He could feel Jacob starting to tire.
<Yellow and Blue! Jacob and I need your help> Jacob heard Red call out.
Jacob felt a slight rush of power, then Psychos Blue and Yellow appeared out of no where.
Jeromy ran to Jacob, "You doing alright?"
Jacob nodded and then he heard Cabel's voice, "We heard you could use some help." She added a bit of a laugh. The three warriors took fighting stances and charged the sixteen Dirks.
Written by Wynd Tyger
"Helping Hands Pt. 1"
Two days had past since the first battle with Deamon. The rangers didnt really know each other that well and were keeping their distance. The Psychos on the other hand were connecting the rangers to one another with a surprising side-effect. They were gaining an impathic sense about the others.
Jacob was training in the forest listening to Red in his head. Jacob wanted to learn everything he could from Red. After a day and a half of Jacob ranting, raving and begging, Red finally agreed. Jacob was in Red's old fighting stance and taking orders nicely.
<You have taken on a great respenseability by become the Red Psycho Ranger. Next stance for ten seconds, then kata seven. You will need to watch your new friends backs and constantly be their protector, such as i was so long ago.> Red told Jacob.
<But why am I to be the protector? Why not Jamie or Cabel? Why me?> Jacob asked Red.
<The red ranger on any ranger team is the leader and protector. It has always been this was and it always will. Nobody has ever really question this respect.> Red explained to Jacob. Jacob started to punch and kick. He moved about the confinded medow in the forest at the south end of town. Red had been training him for the couple of hours and was very impressed with his new pupil's advancement in such short time, but he was keeping that carefully gaurded.
<This sounds like to much for me, but if you haven't been able to tell, I like to be over-whelmed. It gives me less paths to take, and the more paths that I see the more frightened I get.> Jacob said to Red in a respectful mannor.
<You will more than likely be tested by Powers That Be, but on that I can't be totally sure. You have inherited a great responsablilty and I'm beginning to think that my choice was not made out of desperation. You have the ability to be a great leader, but you lack the disaire to be one.> Red said out loud in Jacob's head.
<Thanks for the vote of confidence,> Jacob said sarcasticly as he missed his back-flip and landed on his stomach. He didn't move for a couple of seconds, sucking in air. Red was trying, and failing, at holding back a laugh. Jacob finally sat up and, he too, laughed.
<I did not mean to offend you but when I saw you trying to fight off the Dirks with out any enhanced abilities, i knew that you diserived the power.> Red informed.
Jacob picked himself and started to walk back to his bike, to go home. <Where do you think you are going? We are not finished here.> Red exclaimed, making Jacob jump.
<Man I got to get some sleep, you're killing me.> Jacob retorted. Both, he and Red, laughed. Red agreed, he too was tired and wanted to rest. Listening to some one grip and complain for a day and a half will really take the enegry out of you. Most of the time was spent in silence between them and both like it that way.
Jacob was about half way home when suddenly a group of Dirks appeared and attacked.
The two cloest to Jacob, pummled another Dirk into unconcisenceness, picked it up and tossed it at the tires of the bike. The Dirk connected and Jacob was sent flying, but he was still in a state of readiness and fliped in mid air and landed and rolled to his feet. The group of demons charged and Jacob snapped into his fighting stance. The first to make it to Jacob was devistated with a front kick and the next was way-laied with front flip kick, bring his heel on the top of the demon's head.
Two came up from either side and grabbed his arms. A thrid punched him in the stomach and was about to kick him but was caught with a sisor kick to the temple. The two that were holding his arms were taken out with two side kicks. There were still ten more waiting to get in on the action.
<Boy, oh, boy, i sure could use some help right now.> Jacob said to Red.
<The others are too far away to help you. You are gonna haft to ...>
"Psycho Cyclone! Online!" Jacob called out, without letting Red finish his statement. Jacob was engulfed in a cyclone of red enegry and was struck by red lightning. There was an explousion and Jacob was once more the Red Psycho Ranger. "Psycho Sword!" Jacob summoned. The weapon appeared in his right hand. He began to quickly cut the Dirks down two at a time.
Another group appeared behind the two that were left.
<Oh, goodie! Now what?> Jacob asked Red, who is just a little scared right at the moment. He could feel Jacob starting to tire.
<Yellow and Blue! Jacob and I need your help> Jacob heard Red call out.
Jacob felt a slight rush of power, then Psychos Blue and Yellow appeared out of no where.
Jeromy ran to Jacob, "You doing alright?"
Jacob nodded and then he heard Cabel's voice, "We heard you could use some help." She added a bit of a laugh. The three warriors took fighting stances and charged the sixteen Dirks.