Guardians of Light, PG-13, AU Zeo #001
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jadelyntateAuthor: Jade
Story: Guardians of Light
Disclaimer: I do not own the fandom or characters here within. They are owned by Saban (thank GOD). I make no monetary profit.
Summary: Courage is the passport when your old life disappears.
A/N: Yes. New fic. Be afraid. Be very afraid. Muhahahahahaha. Coughs Seriously, though, this is a new fic that takes an AU turn for Zeo. Should be an interesting ride. This also based around the prompts forpr_au100, which I still technically have to sign up for. Ooops. :|
#001-Beginnings
Jason smiled as he parked in front of the Youth Center. With the Peace Conference officially ending, he'd been one of the few students to choose to return. At the Conference, they'd earned international diploma of completion, which was the equivalent of a high school diploma. He'd been accepted to every school he'd applied to, including the universities required of the teen ambassadors. Despite the fact his mother was telling anyone who would listen that her baby boy had been accepted to Harvard, Yale, Columbia, Oxford, Stanford, etc., the only place Jason himself had been interested in was the University of California at Angel Grove. He was eternally thankful that his father seemed to understand why Jason was looking at UCAG because his mother couldn't seem to accept he wasn't interested in the Ivy Leagues.
Needless to say, it'd been an interesting couple of days at home.
Trini and Zack had decided they weren't ready yet to return to California so they'd both applied and been accepted as interns in DC and New York. Trini would be working with a senator from Oregon and Zack would get to continue the international relations at the United Nations. Simultaneously, they would be taking distance courses from Yale (Trini) and NYU (Zack). While proud and excited for his friends, he'd be lying to himself if he said he wasn't disappointed they hadn't come home with him.
Shaking his head away from that dangerous line of thinking, he got out of his truck and pocketed his keys. It'd been a while since he'd had one of Ernie's shakes and he'd been craving them all morning.
He lingered for a moment in the hallway just outside the the main room of the center, the one used primarily for the locker storage and the rangers teleporting. Jason didn't think he'd ever seen these lockers actually used and he'd never asked Ernie about it—why look a gift horse in the mouth?
Swallowing at all the memories the hall contained or reminded him of, he went to go into the main room when a very familiar feeling overtook him. He was being watched.
“Hello?”
“Jason Scott?”
Jason looked around warily. The voice was gentle, soft, but with a tint of power, like Zordon. In a barely hidden alcove, he saw a figure stand up, dressed in golden robes and a hood that covered all but her mouth. It was a woman and he wondered absently why he hadn't noticed her before—she was practically glowing with power.
“Do I know you?”
“No,” she smiled. “But I have heard of you. From a mutual...mentor.”
“Mentor?”
“Come with me, Jason. I have a proposition for you.”
Jason hesitated, much as he had when they met Zordon for the first time. Common sense told him going with her was stupid but his instincts told him she wasn't evil, that she didn't mean him harm. He hadn't trusted those same instincts when Zordon asked them to save the world the first time and they'd been right then. Why shouldn't they be right now?
Mind made up, he slowly nodded and approached cautiously. She smiled again.
“Where are we going?” he asked and there was a shuffling sound before she pulled out a tall staff, with an active flame floating inside the top. It reminded him of a awkward looking two-pronged trident, with the spears pointed up and in, as if cradling the flame. She held out a hand. Taking a deep breath, he placed his in hers just as she brought the staff down.
A crack echoed in the space as they disappeared.
Story: Guardians of Light
Disclaimer: I do not own the fandom or characters here within. They are owned by Saban (thank GOD). I make no monetary profit.
Summary: Courage is the passport when your old life disappears.
A/N: Yes. New fic. Be afraid. Be very afraid. Muhahahahahaha. Coughs Seriously, though, this is a new fic that takes an AU turn for Zeo. Should be an interesting ride. This also based around the prompts for
pr_au100, which I still technically have to sign up for. Ooops. :|#001-Beginnings
Jason smiled as he parked in front of the Youth Center. With the Peace Conference officially ending, he'd been one of the few students to choose to return. At the Conference, they'd earned international diploma of completion, which was the equivalent of a high school diploma. He'd been accepted to every school he'd applied to, including the universities required of the teen ambassadors. Despite the fact his mother was telling anyone who would listen that her baby boy had been accepted to Harvard, Yale, Columbia, Oxford, Stanford, etc., the only place Jason himself had been interested in was the University of California at Angel Grove. He was eternally thankful that his father seemed to understand why Jason was looking at UCAG because his mother couldn't seem to accept he wasn't interested in the Ivy Leagues.
Needless to say, it'd been an interesting couple of days at home.
Trini and Zack had decided they weren't ready yet to return to California so they'd both applied and been accepted as interns in DC and New York. Trini would be working with a senator from Oregon and Zack would get to continue the international relations at the United Nations. Simultaneously, they would be taking distance courses from Yale (Trini) and NYU (Zack). While proud and excited for his friends, he'd be lying to himself if he said he wasn't disappointed they hadn't come home with him.
Shaking his head away from that dangerous line of thinking, he got out of his truck and pocketed his keys. It'd been a while since he'd had one of Ernie's shakes and he'd been craving them all morning.
He lingered for a moment in the hallway just outside the the main room of the center, the one used primarily for the locker storage and the rangers teleporting. Jason didn't think he'd ever seen these lockers actually used and he'd never asked Ernie about it—why look a gift horse in the mouth?
Swallowing at all the memories the hall contained or reminded him of, he went to go into the main room when a very familiar feeling overtook him. He was being watched.
“Hello?”
“Jason Scott?”
Jason looked around warily. The voice was gentle, soft, but with a tint of power, like Zordon. In a barely hidden alcove, he saw a figure stand up, dressed in golden robes and a hood that covered all but her mouth. It was a woman and he wondered absently why he hadn't noticed her before—she was practically glowing with power.
“Do I know you?”
“No,” she smiled. “But I have heard of you. From a mutual...mentor.”
“Mentor?”
“Come with me, Jason. I have a proposition for you.”
Jason hesitated, much as he had when they met Zordon for the first time. Common sense told him going with her was stupid but his instincts told him she wasn't evil, that she didn't mean him harm. He hadn't trusted those same instincts when Zordon asked them to save the world the first time and they'd been right then. Why shouldn't they be right now?
Mind made up, he slowly nodded and approached cautiously. She smiled again.
“Where are we going?” he asked and there was a shuffling sound before she pulled out a tall staff, with an active flame floating inside the top. It reminded him of a awkward looking two-pronged trident, with the spears pointed up and in, as if cradling the flame. She held out a hand. Taking a deep breath, he placed his in hers just as she brought the staff down.
A crack echoed in the space as they disappeared.
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Date: 2010-07-23 09:15 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-07-31 01:30 am (UTC)Yes, I LOVE that song! Absolutely love it! :D