Carly is the daughter of princess Shayla. Her father is unknown to her. When Princess Shayla is awoken she searches for her daughter who also would be awake once more.
But does Carly want anything to do with her mother. Or the wild force rangers. I...
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Chapter 10: Birthday blues.
Chelbell2016:
Okay so you all gave me some pretty ideas that I am going to include. I hope it is up to your guys expectations.
*Polar bear ranger*
Carly's POV:
I am sat on the Anamaria. Having just finished the deer song I am thinking about all the other wild zords . There was once another batch of zords that would have made a great megazord. The white lion who was the mate of the red lion, The dolphin zord, the saber-tooth tiger, the peacock, The ram zord which is a goat the kangaroo zord and the zebra zord.
When I was younger I had designed a bunch of configurations for there megazord as they were all my friends. But only one stood out to me.
"There you are," a voice says from behind me and I turn to see Cole and the others approaching me. "We were wondering where you had wondered off to."
I smile but get up. "Just thinking."
Cole smiles. "So its your birthday tomorrow and we need your help to get the party ready."
My smile drops a little. "There's someone I need to go and speak to first. Someone who I would really like to be there."
They new exactly who I meant.
I walked into Willie's and turned to the barman. "Is Merrick around?"
He motions to out back.
"He's out there," he says with a smile.
"Thanks," I reply before heading out to where my father is.
"Hey Merrick," I say when I spot him chopping wood.
He jumps and turns when he spots me.
"Oh," he says putting down his axe. "Hey Carly. What's up?"
I sigh before leaning against the wall. He looks up at me and then back at the wood he is chopping.
"Are you coming tomorrow?" I ask.
"Carly....." he says and I know what the answer is going to be. "I can't be ther-"
I cut him off. "Why?! Why can't you be there for me?"
"I feel that it would be inappropriate," he says to me but I stop him again.
"18!! I will be 18 tomorrow!!" I yell and he freezes. "Mum said that was when you planned on telling me."
"Yeah it was," he sighed.
"You know," I pause and take a deep breath. "Every year on my birthday... I'd wish that my father was there. But what I didn't know is that you were. From 1 to 12 you were there for every birthday. You missed the last five and you want to make it six..... you really are not the man you used to be 3,000 years ago."
