Tara did not want to land in the mud, but that's what happened. She fell from the sky and landed face first into the mud. Spitting dirt from her mouth, she stood and brushed herself off. The sun had just risen higher into the daylight until it's warm rays touched her muddy skin. The sound of teenagers exploring seemed to catch her off guard, she was on an island completely confused. Following the sound of civilization, she ran accidentally into a young man with black hair, dark eyes and coppery tan skin and he was definitely taller than her.
"Watch where you're going," says the man. "Who are you?"
"Um..." responds Tara unsure of what to say to the man.
"Don't mind him," says a young girl probably sixteen with red-orange hair. "He's just blunt, What's your name?"
"I'm Tara, do you think you could tell me where I am?" asked Tara.
"You're in South Carolina on our island," says a young boy with a clown shirt. Dean yelled as he felt himself hit something solid. He was on a train with a bunch of people all wearing different clothes, they stared at him with utter confusion; no doubt wondering who he was and where he came from. Clearing his throat, Dean stood from his spot and looked at the people in the train.
"Oh," says Dean. "Excuse me, I don't mean to intrude,"
"Who are you?" asked a girl with her hair tied back into a ponytail and grey clothes. "Where did you come from?"
"Um..." responded Dean unsure of what to do. He didn't want to give himself away nor did he want anyone to know what he did. "I'm Dean, I'm sorry I must have gotten on the wrong train, is there a way off?"
"Nice to meet you Dean," says the young girl. "As for the way off, there is only one way off," she continued. "We jump,"
"I'm sorry what?" questioned Dean. "Did you just say that the only way to get off is to jump?"
"That is correct," says another voice from behind him. Turning around, Dean saw a man with a mohawk, he had tattoos that ran up and down his arms and a scar slipped just across his eyes. "This train will not stop for anyone, you either jump or fail initiation," Dean found that he was in shock. There was nothing he could possibly do considering he did not know where he was. He was also confused about the thought of being stuck in another world and wished someone would tell him what was happening.
Meanwhile, back in the real world, Sammy had gotten back to the bunker. He was lucky enough to have survived that attack, however, his friends and brother somehow got trapped in six books. Books that he had never even heard of. Colby had just left the kitchen when he saw Sammy setting the books down on the coffee table but did not see any of the rangers nor Dean.
"Sammy?" said Colby. "Where is everyone?"
"Colby," says Sammy. "Something happened, we were fighting this bookworm monster and well, everyone got hit and sent to these books," Colby looked down at the stack of books on the table. The rangers were trapped in six books, which meant he had to find a way to get them out. Taking a deep breath, he grabbed one book on the table and looked at it. The book was titled Wait till Hellen Comes and it seemed that it was the book that Sam was trapped in.
"Do you have any idea how we can save them?" asked Sammy.
"I believe so, but the problem is, until I can find a way to get them out," says Colby. "They'll have to go through the entire book before they could free themselves,"
"But what if we destroyed bookworm? It seemed that most of her powers and abilities come from the book she's holding,"
"If that's the case then by destroying the book it should free the rangers,"
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Power Rangers: Lightning Strikes ✔️
FanfictionFighting demons and other supernatural creatures has always been a hunters job. They fought to protect those who could not defend themselves and to protect the one power source that the demons would try desperately to control and rule over our world...