[Note: Thanks for your imput Kyrie
It was much appreciated]
Chapter Two- Do Wah Ditty
Kira Ford pulled her 1997 gold Ford Escort into the wide elongate driveway which was paved next to the McKnight’s suburban home in a well constructed Reefside community. Kira had always made fun of Connor, because he was the jock from the rich neighborhood, a stereotype played endlessly in teen flicks. Kira’s family may have been wealthy but she never chose to flaunt it the way Connor had always done. Kira glanced at the peaceful house, it looked peaceful from the outside, but she could tell from all of the cars parked around that she was walking into the danger zone.
Get a hold of yourself Kira Ford. She thought. She knew that she wasn’t supposed to act like this, it wasn’t like her… but yet it seemed so right. “I can do this,” she said loud enough, sure that she was the only one who heard the words. She grabbed the box which sat next to her in the passenger seat and opened the door, breathing a sigh of relief. Walking down the pathway was like walking down the path of destiny, and it was strange how one event could change her life forever. Was she walking into a heartbreaking? Kira nervously approached the door and raised her finger towards the doorbell.
The sound that could drive a person crazy if activated over and over again echoed throughout the household, as the wooden door flew open. A slim girl with long black hair smiled at Kira. It was Krista, the girl Connor met during his senior year at Reefside High School. Since their meeting, the two had grown close, and by the end of the year… they were a full-fledged couple. She shook her head at Kira. “I’m sorry, but we’re not interested in tickets for the Battle of the Bands music fest,”
“Excuse me?” Kira asked. “Don’t you know who I am?”
Krista shrugged her shoulders. “Am I supposed to? I mean, I really don’t hang around with people like you… if you know what I mean. No offense of course, it‘s only that I respect those who take care of our environment. I’m sorry, have a good day,”
Kira sighed deeply. “Krista!” she said angrily. “I went to school with you, I’ve met you countless times. I am Connor’s best fr-,”
Before Kira could continue speaking, Connor appeared behind Krista, sliding his arms around his waste. He moved to kiss her on the cheek, but gasped when he glanced at Kira. “Hey!” he greeted excitedly. “I was wondering when my favorite performer was going to show,” he moved away from Krista and opened his arms for a hug.
“You… you know this girl?” Krista gasped at Connor, who glanced back at her strangely.
“Don’t you remember Kira?” Connor asked. “I’ve introduced you to her before… um let’s see, there was that time at the prom…and then there was tha,”
“Okay, okay,” Krista interrupted. “I get the point… anyways I’m going to go and get your homecoming present. I’m sure you’re going to love it,” she smirked at Kira and kissed Connor softly on the cheek before running off into the house.
“Ugh,” exclaimed Kira. “What is her deal Connor? She insulted me so many times just now, I wanted to slap her,”
Connor shrugged. “I don’t know… she’s been weird ever since I got here. I’d like to apologize for what ever she said to you though,” he smiled at Kira. “I’m really happy to you see you though, I’ve missed you,” He opened his arms once again for a hug.
“I’ve missed you too Connor,” Kira said, wrapping her arms around the semi-muscular soccer player. She loved the warmth of his body, she felt protected with the feeling of his strong arms around her. She never wanted to let go.
I love you Connor. She thought.
I’ve always wanted to tell you this. But those were only wishes, and she knew that now was the wrong time to tell him her feelings, but she would find the right time.
Connor finally ended the hug and pointed into the house. “Come on inside, my mom went crazy with cooking,”
“Cool,” Kira exclaimed. “Is Ethan here?”
Connor shook his head. “He was here, but he had to leave because his mom wanted help with Christmas shopping. He’ll probably be around later though… and oh yeah, have you heard from Trent at all?”
“Yeah right,” Kira grinned. “He’s off at Art School, and from what his father told me… Trent is pretty well set where he’s at,”
“That figures,” was Connor’s response. “I was talking about it on the ride back with Dr. O,”
“Talking about what?”
“Trent,” Connor shrugged. “I told him that I felt it was like Trent and the rest of us never connected… and it may have been that whole evil ranger get up thing, but it just seems like he never was in the group,”
“I know what you mean,” Kira responded.
“In fact, Dr. O said that Trent’s ideology of being a Power Ranger was one that he never had experienced before. He said that the charisma of those he was on Ranger teams with had always been strong among everyone,”
“Yeah, I can tell Dr. O said that,” Kira smiled, joking at the large words Connor had used.
“Oh stop it,” Connor smiled. “Now come on inside,”
*****
Atris the handmaiden studied the large steel throne which stood upon a pedestal, it’s back met at the top in a point, creating a triangle effect. A large scale ’Z’ was embedded in the center of the chair, staring at the chair brought chills to the feeble girl as she could sense the evil that it still possessed. She turned to her mistress. “Zedd?” she asked innocently.
The woman nodded. “Yes, Lord Zedd was one of my most powerful servants. However, I made the mistake of assigning him to Dark Specter…who without permission commanded him to come to Earth to aide the idiotic witch Rita Repulsa in capturing the planet. Zedd was wise though, and knew that I would never approve of his support for what I like to call the space trash of the Alliance. He got rid of her of course, but the witch wasn’t as dumb as I’d hoped. She outsmarted Zedd, giving him love potion,”
“Why didn’t you bring this to Lord Zedd’s attention?” the handmaiden asked.
The woman nodded. “Well, instead of causing more confusion.. I thought I‘d leave things be, of course Rita corrupted Zedd, and besides, it would further help my search on how the humans on the Earth react, and their techniques to the monster attacks of two idiots who should be working in the mines of Eltar instead of conquering the world. And it helped greatly,”
The handmaiden shrugged. “My lady, what did you mean when you said that the Power Rangers have been pawns in your master plan?”
“You’ll never stop asking questions,” the woman sighed. “Will you Atris? I guess I could tell you, my most trusted handmaiden, so if you must know. The universal analogy of good being unable to exist without evil is false, my dear. In fact, the creation of evil was based on one simple factor… the creation of the Morphing Grid,”
“The Morphing Grid?” the handmaiden asked. “Isn’t that the embodiment of good against evil?”
The woman shook her head at the handmaiden’s question. “That is only what those who have learned of the Morphing Grid know of it to be my dear. The creation of the Morphing Grid went against the wishes of the Universal council, but the pathetic Morphing Masters went along with their ideology of Universal Power that would further help the advancements of technology. But not only did they receive their much wanted universal power, they also received the creation of a darker force. And thus, the side of evil was born.”
“Do you consider yourself evil, my lady?” the handmaiden continued her questions.
The woman shrugged, unsure how to respond to her handmaiden. “I am the leader of the Alliance of Evil, am I not? You’ll soon realize that in our world, from our views, the definitions of what is good and evil are much different. You have much to learn Atris… and as you can now see, the more teams that connect to this universal power, the more evil will evolve from the source. It’s all apart of the prophecy told by the Morphing Masters before the last of them were destroyed in the war of good against evil which began well over ten thousand and thirteen years ago,”
The handmaiden shrugged. “I am unable to understand your meaning mistress,”
“Why do you think Zordon made sure that Rita Repulsa remained in her dumpster for all of these years? What choice did he have when she was released, other then to choose five teenagers and instruct them to save the world… but keep one important secret from them? If he had told them that by their meta-morph Isis, that they placed the Earth in danger even more so than it had been with Rita. The Morphing Grid attracts evil to its source, it draws them near. But I have said to much, and I must retire,”
“Where will you go?” Atris asked.
“I am sure there are many rooms in this palace for me to occupy,” the woman answered.
*****
Kira sat uncomfortably on the McKnight’s couch. She felt like everyone’s eyes were on her. Somewhere inside she knew they weren’t, but there was utter silence in the room. Connor sat across from her on a love seat, his twin brother Eric sat next to him. But they weren‘t hard to tell apart, Connor had shorter hair, something that Kira thought made him look mouth watery. Their parents had left them to reunite, and they were still waiting for Krista to return with her gift. Kira looked down at the box she held, she was ready to give it to Connor. “Conno-”
Kira was interrupted by Krista, who nosily entered the room. She pulled out a soccer ball causing horror to appear on Kira’s face. “Um hey honey,” she greeted Connor in that “sluttish cheerleader” type of voice. “I got this signed by Carlos V-something? He was at the Angel Grove Mall when I was Christmas shopping!”
“Oh my gosh!” Connor exclaimed, he grabbed the ball and examined every side. He turned to Kira. “Do you know who this is?”
Kira nodded weakly. “Only too well,” she whispered.
“Dude!” Eric cried. “That’s like a weird looking basketball!”
Connor gave his brother a glance, and turned back to Kira. “Isn’t it great?”
Uh no. Kira thought. “Yeah, it’s awesome,” Kira responded. Inside, she wanted to throw up she looked down at her box. She knew she couldn’t give it to him now, she knew that she could never tell him her feelings. No Kira. You have to at least tell him what you think. “Connor, can I talk to you?”” Suddenly, the house began to violently shake. Kira looked at Connor, because they knew this feeling. But couldn’t hit be the possibility of an earth quake. They had destroyed Mesagog hadn’t they? That’s been the lights went out.
Krista screamed loudly at the occurrences.
Here’s my chance. Kira said to herself. She hopped up and stumbled over to the seat where Connor and Eric had been sitting. She grabbed Connor’s hand and pulled him up. “Come with me,” she whispered.
“Wha?” Connor said. “Where are we going?”
Kira felt around for a doorknob. Finally grabbing one she opened the door and pulled Connor inside. She’d done her actions so quickly that she couldn’t believe it. She could tell that the room they were in was small, she figured that it was a closet, but the room didn’t matter. She needed to get Connor away from the watchful eyes of Krista…and she had to tell him her feelings before it was too late. “All right, listen,” Kira said. “I have some things I need to tell you,”
“Like why you pulled me into a closet?” Connor asked. “How about that?”
Kira shrugged in the darkness, unable to see the expressions on his face. “Listen… all right? There is no easy way for me to tell you this… but I’ve realized that I have feelings for you. Feelings that go beyond our friendship,”
“I see…” Connor responded. “Well, like I feel the same way about you. I mean you‘re cute, and you’re a good singer. I could see us getting together. So if you feel like that for me, and I feel like that for you that means I get to kiss you right?”
Kira gasped. She’d never pictured things happening the way they were. Sure they were working for her, but she still couldn’t believe it. “But what about Kris-” she stopped at the pressure of Connor’s lips against hers. Caught in the moment, she returned the kiss, the moment she’d been waiting for since the realization of her feelings.
The lights appeared back on as if it were magically daylight, and Kira could finally look upon the guy who she adored. She gasped in horror when she looked at Connor. “Oh my god,” she exclaimed.
“Do wah ditty!” exclaimed Eric McKnight. “Kiss me baby one more time!” he sang in tune.
“I’ve gotta go,” Kira exclaimed, her face bright red.
“But what about your love for me? Are you giving up on us that quick?” Eric exclaimed patting his heart.
Kira stuck her hand out towards the door knob to open the closet door, but Connor, the real Connor had already opened it. “Jeez guys,” he exclaimed. “Didn’t you know that we were supposed to stop playing seven minutes in heaven in ninth grade?” he joked.
“Ugh,” Kira stormed past him.
Connor looked up at his twin brother and shot him a high five. “Way to go bro, someone’s finally tamed the wild pterodactyl,” he cracked. Inside he was asking himself why Kira had been in the closet with his brother, and why they’d both been keeping it from him.
*****
“Atris!” the woman shouted, returning from her meditation. “What was that noise?”
The handmaiden cowered in fear, standing over the balcony of the moon palace, in front of a white skull with red eyes. “I’m sorry my lady,” she apologized. “I merely touched this skull, and it fired two energy lasers towards the earth,”
“You are a fool!” the woman exclaimed, she rushed over to her handmaiden and slapped her in anger. “If that attacked the planet, then we’ll have Power Rangers breathing down our noses. I am not prepared to attack yet. You may have ruined my master plan! Leave to your quarters, I do not wish to look at you,”
The handmaiden grabbed her scorching cheek, as tears flowed down them. She‘d never been physically touched by her mistress before, and she felt as if she wasn’t deserving of the attack. She entered her room and fell onto the bed. If the mistress is worried about the Power Rangers having an effect on her plan, then why does she claim that they are stoppable? The handmaiden thought.
Back in the throne room, the woman peered at the earth from the balcony of Zedd. She regretted for acting on Atris the way she had, but knew the girl was deserving of it. Soon earth. Soon. She said over and over in her mind. You will no longer receive what these humans have given you, and it is now time for you to serve your rightful ruler. “I will attack at midnight,” the woman spoke softly.
To Be Continued
Hybrid Mode
