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Splush
08-15-2004, 08:07 PM
Title: Kimberly The Vampire Slayer
Genre: Fantasy/Action/Mild Horror
Disclaimer: This is for entertainment purposes only and is non-profit.

Authors Note: I started this story three months ago, but then dropped it. I have decided to pick it up once again, so I hope you all will enjoy.


Kimberly The Vampire Slayer

Chapter One

The blaring of an alarm clock awoke the petite and pretty in pink teenager. Her usually perky manner was a bit sluggish as she arose from her bed, but after a few minutes of yawning and stretching a familiar girlish smile spread across her face. She squealed with joy and fidgeted a little as she tried to retain her excitement. Today Tommy and she would be going on a date and she was sure he had something romantic planned.

When she finished the morning rituals of cleaning and dressing oneself she raced down the stairs to the kitchen where her mother was in the middle of preparing breakfast. Bobbing her head up and down to the latest radio jam she poured herself a refreshing glass of OJ.

“Hey Honey,” the surprise and sarcasm apparent in her mothers voice, “Your actually awake… on time, let me guess a date with Tommy?”

“Yep, and I can’t wait!” she squealed.

“Just remember you have to endure eight hours of school before your date… Kid,” Ms. Hart whispered the last part to herself. She found it adorable how her daughter was so deeply in love and did not have the heart to tell her it was probably just “Puppy Dog Love” and it most likely would not last. Her eyes traveled down to her ring finger where her marriage and engagement rings once were. Kimberly’s father and she was the perfect example of “Puppy Love”. Through out high school and college she looked upon Rick as if he were a knight clad in shining armor. That fairy tail image was quickly shattered once Mr. Hart ran off with some bimbo and left Ms. Hart knee deep in divorce papers, not to mention a teenage daughter.

Maybe Thomas and Kim would be different. Maybe they would last.

“Here honey, your eggs are done,” Her mother said as she placed a plate of eggs in front of her daughter.

“Thank you Mommy,” She politely thanked before devouring her breakfast. Minutes later she grabbed her book bag, kissed her mom, and ran up the street to the school bus.


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Kim had spent eight full periods in Angel Grove High and was impatiently waiting for the ninth and last period to end. To occupy herself she played with her pencil tapping it against her desk. Every few seconds she would glance at her watch nervously chewing the bottom of her lip. Kimberly noted that she should have headed her mothers warning about school, the whole day had been one big drag. The fact that Tommy had not shown up for school did not make the day run any smoother. She was worried that he would not show up.

As the clock hands finally reached upon the three and the twelve the bell rang signifying the daily torture that was school was finally over. Kimberly grabbed her books and papers and stuffed them inside her school bag and raced out of the classroom and out of the building. She paused on the sidewalk her eyes raced franticly over the mass of students that were loading the busses, but could not find Tommy. A small grin spread across her face as a handsome but corky young man approached her. He had wavy brown hair and wore a blue muscle shirt that exposed his surprisingly strong arms. He was once the school nerd but Billy Cranston turned geek into sheik.

“Hey Kim, what’s happening?” asked the young teen.

“Billy where is your glasses? Wow!” She exclaimed. Never before had she noticed he had such beautiful eyes. For all the years Kim know bill he had always had a heavy set of specs covering his face.

“Well,” Billy said blushing a bit, “I got contacts, you like?” he felt a little bit exposed without his usual eyewear.

“Very much so! Definitely much better!” Truthfully she answered. Her eyes once again returned to the crowd hopelessly searching for her love. “Billy have you seen Tommy?”

“Until this second, no,” the clever teen responded.

“What do you mean, until this second…?” She asked puzzled.

“Behind you!” a voice shouted and a second later she felt strong fingers gently tickle her sides. She squealed uncontrollably helplessly she tried to break free from her tickle attacker.

“Tommy!” She warned and the tickling stopped. She turned around enveloping her boyfriend in a hug. “Tommy Oliver, you know I’m extremely ticklish!”

“I know that’s why I did it!” He chuckled implanting a kiss on his girlfriend. “Hey, Billy!”

Billy Cranston tried to control his face but he could not help cracking a smile at his two friends actions. He was a bit jealous of their loving relationship and always felt like a third wheel around the two when they were expressing their love. Though he had knowledge and wisdom far beyond his years, he had never experienced the love Kim and Tommy shared. He had witnessed and ever sometimes read about it, but he himself was “Loveless”.

“Hey Tom, I’ll be going now. Rocky needs some help in math. Bye,” He waved as he started heading for the bus.

“Bye, Billy!” Kim and Tommy both saluted.

“Where were you today, you had me all worried. I thought you weren’t going to show up!” Kim pouted.

“Zordon needed my help with a few things, no biggie, I got to play hooky for the day though. Don’t worry beautiful I would never miss our date you more important to me than anything,” Beautiful was Tommy’s pet name for Kimberly and it suited her perfectly. Thomas could never imagine being in love with anyone but Kimberly, in his eyes she was perfect.

Her shoulder length brown hair seemed to be made of enchanting locks in his eyes. Her body and everything about her was eccentric, she was a bit short but she had enough courage to match a giants. Her personality was everything Tommy could ever hope for. She was beautiful.

“Come-on lets go!” hurried Tommy grabbing Kim’s and leading her to the parking lot. He walked over to his white doge jeep and opened the passenger side for Kimberly before seating himself in the driver’s seat.

“So where are we going, the park?” She asked, the Angel Grove Park was one of the most beautiful places in the world to Kimberly. That was the area where she and Tommy had shared their first kiss.

“Nope, I have a surprise planned!”

“Could you tell me?” Kimberly asked.

“No, then it wouldn’t be a surprise.”

“Tommy, please!” She begged shooting him the puppy dog eyes.

“Nope, sorry Kim but no amount of pouting is going to make me give on this secret,” Tommy turned on the keys, the engine roared as he left the campus.

The rest of the drive was pretty much casual, with no interesting details. Conversation was swapped, and kisses were shared. Kimberly was to busy chattering to notice they had left Angel Grove a long while ago.

“Where here,” Tommy announced. Kimberly’s eyes lit up with delight as she recognized the building before her.

“Oh, my god!” She said, “Tommy how are you going to pay for this?” She asked dubiously. In front of her was the “Cranes Heart” restaurant. This hall of dining was the most upper class of all restaurants, famous celebrities often dining on their menus. Not only was it a place to eat but they had live performers every half an hour stunts, dances, and singers were accustomed performances.

“Don’t worry about that. You can pay me back by having a good time,” He smiled as he stepped out of his car. Granted the place was expensive, he had to save up months of allowances to pay for this, but Kim was worth any price.

“Wow, this place is amazing!” She was awestruck by the interior of the restaurant; it was almost like a palace. Roman statues were tastefully placed; expensive chandeliers dangled from the ceilings. Marbled tables were accompanied by patterned chair. “I love you!” She gave her boyfriend a deserved kiss on the lips.

Tommy approached the hostess who was comfortably standing behind both. “I have a reservation under the name of Oliver,” He looked nervously around the restaurant the place was quite intimidating.

“Of course, you will be seated in a second,” The hostess replied after she checked her list. The whole time she had a “Put-on” warm smile.

Startlingly in a reasonable amount of time another hostess appeared to seat the, As they sat in the luxuries comfortable chairs the two were shocked by the amount of high profile guest the area inhabited.

“Look, Tommy!” Kimberly pointed, “Its Brad Pitt, where is Jen?” a scowl spread across her face, “Look its Jennifer Lopez,” She stuck her tongue out and pretended to gag. She’s such a whore Kim thought.

“Do you see who she is dinning with! Jenna Jameson!” Tommy was stunned.

Kim rolled her eyes, at time it seemed all guys thought about was sex. Kim couldn’t stand the fact Tommy enjoyed Jenna Jameson. She could never respect someone who sold their body for money.

“Tommy besides the fact you are goggling woman on our date, this is wonderful.”

“Oh, um… I didn’t, meant to…I… sorry,” he sheepishly replied.

“One minute you’re battling the forces of evil and another minute you are cowering in front of your girlfriend,” Kim teased.

“Oh, god, don’t bring that up. If Lord Zedd or Rita interferes with this date, they are going to be sorry!” Tommy glanced at his communicator. It better not go off. He had worked hard planning this date and it would not be a good think if it was ruined.

“Don’t worry, Tommy.”

“With you here beautiful how could I possibly be worried?” he asked reaching over the table and kissing the love of his life.

Romantic banter passed back and forth between the two young lovers. Unknown to them a creature spied on them from a far away table. This creature was neither hideous nor threatening; in fact he was and is quite a gentleman. His looks gave him a warm grandfatherly look; he was dressed in a navy suit along with a black tie. He had a Santa Clause belly and a gray mustache. He was missing a fair amount of hair; actually to be honest he was bald. He was pretending to read the menu but through the corner of his eyes he peered at the two teenagers.

“Sir, do you wish to order now?” A young male waiter approached him, paper and pen ready in his hand.

“Yes of course,” his British accent was thick and heavy, “I will have the ten ounce stake along with a side order of chips.”

“Chips, you mean like Pringles?” the waiter was confused, this was a high class place they did not serve potato chips.


“No, not crisps,” The man chuckled slightly to himself, “Fries, I meant. Called chips back home you see.”

“Oh, I heard Ireland is a beautiful country,” The waiter complimented before exiting.

“You bloody twit, England not Ireland. Bloody, Americans need to learn proper English, lays ptttt,” The man said under his breath once the waiter was out of ear shot. While waiting for his meal he continued to spy on the couple. “I’m sure that’s her,” he murmured to himself.

Reaching deep into his pocket he uncovered a small piece of folded paper. With his chubby fingers he unfolded the paper to reveal a picture. Comparing the photo to the young girl a few tables away he nodded his head in confirmation, “Yes that is definitely her.”

The photograph was a picture taken of a young girl holding a small rectangular device with a key inside it, she was holding it to the sky. The Watcher Council had informed him that the device allowed her to transform into the “Pink Ranger”. This “Pink Ranger” was a warrior equipped with battle armor, enhanced strength and speed, also an energy bow along with a laser gun. Fighting along her side was five other warriors, the one she was dinning with “Tommy” was the leader her reminded himself. They were led by the famous wizard Zordon.

The council had also educated him on the girl’s personality among other things. Most of her life she had appeared to be stuck up and spoiled. Later on she developed into a strong and caring person. She had sturdy morals and was a feisty spirit along with plenty of courage. Loyal and trustworthy you could always expect her to accomplish a task. Her experience from being a ranger hade made her into a formidable opponent. She was perfect.

The man along with the Council was very grateful she had the experience of being a “Power Ranger”. This meant once could skip the annoying procedure of basic combat training. Her run in with countless of villains had also prepared her psychologically for it was always a nasty surprise when you’re “Cadet” would wig out on their first patrol.

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Kimberly slipped off her pink bunny slippers that matched her pajamas and tucked herself into bed. She tried to go to sleep but was too restless to do so, today had been just ever so romantic. Finally she gave trying to go to sleep and picked up her phone, she had to tell someone about her date and who better to share it with than her best friend Trini. Her mom would be upset; calling from America to Switzerland was not cheap. But she had to tell some about her date; it was too incredible and to romantic to keep silent about.

She dialed the phone number of her best friends apartment but soon put the phone sadly down into the receiver. She thrusted her head into her pillow, she missed Trini. Ever since she had given up her ranger powers to go to a peace conference in Switzerland, Kimberly barley had a chance to speak to her. Every time she called Trini she was either sight seeing or in a meeting. And every time Trini called Kim was busy with school or ranger duties. Phone tag was all the two ever accomplished.

Storm Warrior2
08-15-2004, 08:24 PM
Uh oh...Trini's not in New Zealand, she's in Switzerland...other then that, this gets a Stormy Seal of Approval.

Kali_WolfChilde
08-15-2004, 08:26 PM
yeah, i really liked it. KIU!

Splush
08-15-2004, 08:29 PM
Uh oh...Trini's not in New Zealand, she's in Switzerland...other then that, this gets a Stormy Seal of Approval.


Thanks man...lol, been watching Lord of The Rings much.

Kali_WolfChilde
08-15-2004, 08:31 PM
BTW, Splush, do u have AIM?

Splush
08-15-2004, 08:40 PM
BTW, Splush, do u have AIM?


Yes, VVXTheOneXVV, I am currently on.

Kali_WolfChilde
08-15-2004, 08:45 PM
mine's KaliWolfChilde. could ya add me 2 ur buddy list, so we can maybe chat sometime?

Splush
08-16-2004, 11:01 AM
Excpect the next update on Friday or sooner. :D

Splush
09-06-2004, 01:56 PM
Kimberly the Vampire Slayer

BY: Splush

Author’s Note: Sorry for the long wait, but I have finally updated! To all Buffy fans I have moved SunnyDale to Florida for plot reasons. Besides a few errors I hope you guys enjoy. And if you read this story PLEASE just leave a little review it is what keeps me writing!

Disclaimer: Same as Chapter One.



Chapter Two: Responsibility




It had been a week since the dream date Kimberly had shared with Tommy, and on this day love was the farthest thing from her mind.

At times the responsibilities of being a power ranger and a teenager could dampen a Ranger spirit. Today was one of these days for Kimberly, but the stress was not caused from one of Lord Zedd’s newest monsters. For once the source of her depression was a result of real life, usually when her spirits would be down it was a result produced from her ranger duties or a combination of her teenage life along with her ranger duties, which would most often be her getting a detention at school. Mrs. Applbe would never allow the fact Kimberly was saving the human race as an excuse, that’s if she knew.

It seemed everything Kimberly touched on this Sunday was made of glass, she had several drinking glasses explode in her hand just at a mere touch. Adding to her list of destruction was her C.D. player, phone, and her bedroom doorknob, these all broke at the slightest touch. Her mother was agitated when the glasses broke, but furious by the time Kimberly ripped her doorknob out of the door. Unknown to the young teenager, her bike would soon be added to the list.

In spite of being grounded Kim thought the day could be redeemed by a bike ride. Taking her pink bicycle out of the garage she rode to Angel Grove’s park speeding through the beat down path that was known as the “Bike Trail”.

The chirping of the birds replaced the horn honks and swears produced from traffic, the removal from society, along with the wind blowing her brown locks around seemed successful in accomplishing her goal to regain happiness - how foolish she was. Kimberly should have realized Today was no ordinary day and that harmony was not an option.


Approaching a bend in the path she mindlessly turned her handle bars to the right. She let out a scream as she lost her balance - the handle bars had ripped off the bike! The petite female hit the path with a thud, dust particles flying in every direction. She let out an “Ow” and the tears that had been threatening to surface poured down her cheeks. Kimberly did not cry because of her bloody knee and bruised elbow that she had acquired from the accident. Nor was it the stress from being a ranger, it was the stress from being a teenager girl, quite a clumsy one at that.

Everything she touched broke, why was she so clumsy?

“Wait a second!” Kimberly exclaimed as she wiped a tear from her cheek. A stunned look came across her pretty face as she stared at the objects next to her. Her broken bike and the handle bars, the steel handle bars. Steel doesn’t rip like paper..."What?" Kimberly asked to no one. Weird things had happened to Kim ever since she had became a power ranger, really weird things, but super strength was not one of them, unless she was in her ranger form. She highly doubted even morphed she could do such a thing.

NO!* her heart beat paced and her mind panicked doubt consumer her thoughts. Two people dominated the thoughts that passed thought her mind. Lord Zedd and Rita Repulsa. What if this unusual power was a result of some spell they had put on her, it wouldn’t be the first time. She returned from her thoughts and came back to reality. Looking at her bike a force more terrible, more powerful, and sometimes vile came to mind, her MOTHER!

*Damn’t my mom is going to be so worried when she sees the bruises on me!* It was bad enough when she would come home soar and weak from monster battles, but the suit protected her from most of the damage and large wounds were rare - BUT when she did come home with a swollen cheek her mom would interrogate the hell out of her. *And not to mention pissed about the bike* The Bicycle was relatively new, and it cost her mom a pretty penny for the bike was customized.


“WHY IS THIS HAPPENING?” She yelled into the sky as if she was pleading to God.

“It’s quite simple my dear. I would have explained it to you before but I was oh so busy, and now seems an appropriate time to do so.”

The teen jumped in surprise, she was positive she was alone. The man neatly dressed in a black suit proved her wrong. He was a hefty bald man; his appearance gave him a harmless look.

“Who are you?” Kimberly asked.

“My name is Duncan Bolster; you can call me Mr. Bolster. My dear you should not be asking who I am, you should ask me who you are.”

“I...I am Kimberly Hart,” Her muscles tightened, the way he was talking started to scare her. It seemed as if he was indicating he knew of her secret identity. *No! He can’t, who ever he is.*

“Yes but you are something more. Kimberly Ann Hart not only are you a beautiful teenager you are also the Pink Ranger.”

“How do you know that?” Kimberly snapped interrupting the man, “Did Rita send you?” Kimberly’s hand traveled to her backside where her power morpher was located.

“I would never work for that witch!” The man snorted, “I told you my name is Mr. Bolster and I work for the Watchers Council. Your identity is not a secret to the Council neither is your comrades; don’t be alarmed though Zordon is aware that we know of you.”

“He is?” Kim felt a surge of relief calm her body; she did not want to be the first one to break her vow.

“Yes. The Council has been around for a very long time. We helped Zordon battle against the witch Rita.”

“What is this council?”

“I thought you would never ask.” The British man smile to himself. “The Council is an...organization devoted to protecting the safety of the world, very much like the Power Rangers. Our common enemy is the Vampire, but watchers also train our slayers to deal with ghost, monsters, witches, and many other things that go bump in the night.”

“What!?” The power teen had dealt with some pretty freaky things before but this guy seemed off his rocker. “Vampires, ghost, monsters, witches, slayer!?”


“Yes, all those dreadful things you were afraid of as a child are real and many more. You Kimberly are the Chosen One. Into each generation a Slayer is born. One girl in all the world, a Chosen One. One born with the strength and skill to fight the vampires, to stop the spread of their evil and the swell of their numbers” Mr. Bolster preached.

“Okay...Did you ever consider taking medication?” Kimberly couldn’t believe this guy. “I don’t know what your talking about, I am Kimberly, not this chosen one. The only time I have special powers is when I morph. Sorry I can’t help, but you got the wrong girl.”

“Your bike tells me other wise. Listen here, I did not come here to bicker and argue with you. You are the slayer, you do not have a choice in the matter, and it is your destiny!”

“LOOK, I make up my own destiny. I’m not this slayer girl you talk of, and if I were you I’d stay out of my way from now on!” This guy was starting to get on her nerves. As if on key her communicator went off.

“Kim, this is Billy. We need your help!”

“I’m on my way, Billy.”

“WAIT!” The man yelled. “Meet me at the Angel Grove Park tonight at midnight and I can prove to you that I am not lying.”

“Whatever!” She said before teleporting. Pink energy enveloped her body she flew to the command center.
---

Kimberly crossed her arms as an attempt to stay warm. It was late at night and temperatures were dropping fast. Kimberly wore an unusual match of black sweat pants and a pink tank top. Not the most flattering fashion but Kimberly wasn’t aiming to impress.

“Where is this guy?” The feminine teenage girl asked herself. A quick glance at her watch told her the man was fifteen minutes late. Kim had not planned on showing up, in-fact she intended on not, the guy gave her the creeps. Even though on a daily bases she battled terrifying monsters, the prospect of vampires and ghost seemed absurd.

*Then why am I here?*

She wished she didn’t, but for some reason she believed the man. Kimberly wasn’t the gullible type, but she wasn’t ignorant either. During today’s battle against Zedd’s latest monster Kim couldn’t help but marvel in her new found strength, and checking in the Command Centers archives she discovered that Mr. Bolster had told the truth, the Watchers Council DID help Zordon fight against Rita thousands of years ago.

“I hope I didn’t keep you waiting?” Kimberly jumped, the voice had startled her.

“No, not really,” Kimberly lied. “Let’s get this over with.”


“As you wish, but there is a few things you need to know. One they’re four ways to kill a vampire. One is to stake them through the heart with a wooden spear, two decapitation, three fire, and last but not least sunlight. A cross along with holy water will be necessary tools in fighting a vampire.” He had a black duffle bag next to him unzipping the zipper he handed a wooden stake and a cross to Kimberly.

“The way a vampire multiplies is it sucks the blood of a human and mixes is own blood with him or her. Do not hesitate to kill these creatures, they are demons. At times they may look human and pretend to show emotion, but they are purely evil; do not let them trick you.”

“How do I know what they look like?” Kimberly never got her response. It was dark so she had trouble seeing but a fierce growl roared in her direction. Luckily she was able to make the outline of an arm in time as she ducked a punch.

“What the hell?” she asked shocked. Her battle instincts kicked in and Kim assumed a fighting stance as the creature charged. Sharply turning left dodging the monsters blow Kim swept his feet with a powerful kick to the bottom of the legs.

The monster hit the grass bluntly and the power pint pounced on top of her foe and raised the stake. Her eyes winded and her arm froze in mid-action – she got her first good look at the creature. The face was distorted full of creases and muscle, large white fangs bordered with red lips illuminated the pale face. The beast seemed horrifying and romantic all at the same time. A puzzled look came over Kimberly’s face as she became absorbed in the vampires eyes.

“Kimberly, quickly drive the stake through the monsters heart...NOW!” Duncan Bolster howled. Snapping out of her trance she obeyed the watchers command. The monster burst into ashes and the only thing left as a reminder of the vampire’s legacy was dust and a stake embedded into the ground.

Kim stood up her body trembling, hands shaking and her heart pumping. The smell of sweat and grass stains filled the air, tears threatened to pour down the teens cheeks. Her mind was in awe delicately recapping the events that had just taken place in a matter of seconds.

“And that my dear is a vampire.”
---

* I never thought I would leave, not this soon!* Kimberly contemplated, * First Jason, Zack, and Trini - now me! Who’s next Billy?*

“Is something wrong honey?” Ms. Hart asked placing a loving hand on her daughter’s knee.


“No, Mommy,” She falsify answered. “Everything is fine.”

“That’s good. I know your going to miss your friends but trust me things are going to be much better. I heard Sunnydale is a great and...hip place to live in. Plus with my promotion I will be getting paid A LOT more money.”

“That’s always good,” Kim said not knowing what else to say - she was trying to sound enthusiastic but her heart wasn’t in it. Her mom was so happy with the new job offer she couldn’t tell her the depressing truth

“Well, if you need to talk, I am here,” Ms. Hart immersed herself back into the book she was reading, after she gave her daughter one more encouraging glance.

The awe of the plane ride took her mind off her depression, for now. Yes, Kimberly was in plane. A plane headed for Sunnydale, Florida.

It was months since she had killed her first vampire and things had changed. Some things for the better while most were for the worst. For the most part life was hard she had to juggle between being a teenage girl, a slayer, and a Power Ranger. It was a struggle but she had managed - somewhat. Sadly one of these duties was now eliminated.

It was bizarre how much being the “Chosen One” took a toll on her life. Kim had regarded her ranger duties as time consuming, but being a slayer was far worse. Her grades were starting to slip and teachers began to call home with complaints for Mr. Bolster was constantly pulling her out of school to either teach her a new skill, further her knowledge in the world of the paranormal and such, or raid a vampire nest while the monsters were sleeping. When being a slayer did not pull her out of class her Power Ranger identity would.

Homework was barely done and tests were usually failed as a result of not studying. Kim didn’t deserve that, it wasn’t as if she was being ignorant of her school work she was out killing monsters!

Not only did her mother hound her because of school, she also got punished for staying out late! Vampires regularly come-out late at night, so that is when Kimberly went hunting with Mr. Bolster. Ms. Hart being a good mother would discover her daughter being out of bed at these late hours and have a fit. She couldn’t tell her mom she was out saving the world - like a power ranger a slayer couldn’t tell family our friends about her unusual life style in fear they would get hurt or worse. Bruising was another big problem, at least as a power ranger her suit protected her from most of the damage. Occasionally she would have a big bruise, but it was rare. As a slayer the only protection she had was her intelligence, strengths, and skills - as a result she would come home beat up. It was a major temptation to combined her slayer powers along with her ranger ones...but one of the rules of being a ranger was never use your powers for personal gain. While slaying a vampire wasn’t exactly personal gain, it wasn’t apart of her ranger duties.


Kimberly would come home from school tired, depressed, soar, aggravated, and stressed. Topping it off her mother would question her as if she were on an episode of NYPD Blue.

Her mom was not the only one who noticed the change in the pretty teen’s life style. Her friends constantly pondered with concern over their teammate sometimes expressing their worry other times keeping it to themselves.

Isolation had become a big problem for the once teenage valley girl, the only time she got to hang out with the gang was the rare times she was at school, or when Rita and Zedd would cause trouble by sending a monster to terrorize Angel Grove. Her answer machine was plagued with a dozen messages from her boyfriend Tommy.

As ironic as it seemed she was going to miss this hectic life-style. Now in Florida Kimberly wouldn’t be able to see her friend at all - sure they would call once and a while, but it would be rare long distant calls were not cheap. A beautiful Australian girl would be taking her place as the pink ranger. The girl from down under who had once been a sly spy was now a valuable asset to the team. She was blonde, tall, and attractive. Smugly Kim had to admit that the guys would get aroused when she was in spandex - especially Tommy.

Her comrades believed in the fable of why she was moving. They all thought their teammate was moving because her mother was receiving a better job and she would be under the guidance of world famous gymnast Coach Schmidt who was supposedly training her for the Pan-Globals.

While it was true her mother got a raise and was relocated to Florida, they’re were still lies to be found. The Watchers Council was a powerful organization even if not recognized by the public. They arranged a deal with her moms company to have the woman moved and be paid a more respectable salary. Kimberly was not training with Schmidt the meeting had been established to further the fable of her departure. The REAL reason why she was being moved was because of her Slayer duties. For reasons unknown she was being relocated to Sunnydale, Florida where she would have a new watcher. And that is all she knew.

Kim did feel bad about lying to her mother and her teammates, but she had to it was her responsibility as slayer to protect the world from the beast known as the vampire, at ALL cost. The only one the former pink ranger confided in was Zordon, he she told
everything. While Zordon was disheartened by the fact Kimberly would leave his guidance he understood, the fact she had a new destiny and a new set of responsibilities. Respecting her wishes he promised he would tell no one.

It was hard saying goodbye to every one, but with eyes full of tears she said her goodbyes, even to Tommy. The two were still together but reality came crashing down on her and Kim knew their love wouldn’t last much longer.

All the teenager wanted to do was cry, but she couldn’t, not now. Now she had to be tough. Now she had to be strong.

y3k
09-06-2004, 02:40 PM
eh....you got some grammer errors. Try using "Grammer Cheack" if you got it. Ya, I know it's not that reliable, but you've got a few places where commas would be useful.

Storywise, it all looks good....no real plot inconsistancies with the show....your doing a good job of keeping "cannon"

Splush
09-08-2004, 09:16 AM
Just to inform every one, it is either the next chapter or the one after that where things get REAL interesting. Lets just say Kimberly isn't the only familiar face in sunnydale... ;)

Kali_WolfChilde
09-09-2004, 02:23 AM
Is Spike gonna be in it? or Angel? Or Xander?

.:HurricaneBlack:.
09-13-2004, 11:25 AM
Your story is good. I don't know too much about the Buffy universe so I can't really comment on that side of the story. The only thing is that you could use a few commas here and there. Other than that, it's fine. :)

Splush
09-28-2004, 03:41 PM
Well I know it has been a long wait, but school has been keeping me busy. I expect to have the next chapter up some time this week, and I promise the delay for the next will not be so long, infact I intend on putting more time into my writing. Any and all replies are welcome (as well as needed).

The next episode is going to be great, greater than frosted flakes (yes I know greater is not a word).

If you have any questions I welcome the PMS...and if you are interested in my writing talent and wish to do a partnership of any kind I am willing.