Chapter One: Future

"Time for another day." said a boy as he awoke from his bed, got ready and made his way downstairs to his dining room where he saw two people in formal attire sipping on coffee.

"Good morning mom, good morning dad." said the boy as he sat down and got himself some cereal and milk.

"Hello Tyson, did you have a good night's sleep." said Tyson's mother as she got up and turned to her husband. "Honey, all of our stuff is in the car already and we still have fifteen minutes before we have to leave, would you like some pancakes, and you Tyson."

"Sure dear." replied Tyson's father.

"Same." added Tyson.

"Wilbur!" called Tyson's mother, then from the living room emerged a tall, robotic figure, the figure had the appearance of a human, but was coated in cyan armor and had no hair, he had one red eye and one yellow eye, and there was a purple apron around his waist.

"Yes ma'am, what do you wish." replied Wilbur in an emotionless, robotic voice.

"Wilbur, can you be a dear and make us a batch of banana pancakes in about...thirty seconds please." said Tyson's mother.

"Of course ma'am, but if you want, I could make them in precisely 19.46 seconds along with my special almond syrup." said Wilbur

"Sure, knock yourself out." said Tyson's mother as she patted his back and sat back down.

"Begin multi-task mode." said Wilbur as ten other hands sprouted out from his sides, then with incredible speed, he began to cut bananas, mix batter, and cook down almonds with sugar all at the same time, in seconds, the kitchen was filled with the sweet aroma of pancakes on the griddle as Wilbur brought them to the table.

"Wow that looks good," said Tyson as his mouth began to water. "And the best part is it took less than twenty seconds."

"Thank you Wilbur, now let's eat." said Tyson's father as they began to eat, then he turned to Tyson. "I just remembered Tyson, isn't this your last day of school."

"Yeah it is." replied Tyson between bites of his pancakes.

"Well I just want you to know that your mother and I will be out for two months on a business trip with Aaron's parents, you're 17 so you can stay on your own, we expect everything to run smoothly in our absence, understood." said his father.

"Understood, and while school's out, I can finally achieve my dream." said Tyson as he looked at his parents, just to see a cross look on their faces.

"Tyson, we've been telling you this for a year and it's starting to get annoying now, the Power Rangers are gone, their nothing but stories now, why would you try to achieve some silly dream like that anyway." said his mother.

"Even if they were to come back for some reason, we don't need them," added his father. "The robotic defenders of Alistar City are top of the line, thanks to them, the crime rate has dropped by 60% in five years, the Power Rangers would only get in the way."

"I know that but still, ever since I found out about them, I've wanted to become one and I don't plan on giving up." protested Tyson.

"Enough of this, the conversation is over, honey it's time to go." said Tyson's mother sternly as she and her husband stood up, grabbed their stuff, and left.

"I really wished they understood how I felt," thought Tyson to himself as he picked up his backpack and walked out the door, then as looked to the sidewalk, he saw a kid walking, almost instantly, a smile creased his face.

"Aaron!" called Tyson as he ran to him, upon hearing Tyson, the boy called Aaron turned around and smiled.

"You're seem pretty cheerful today," said Aaron as Tyson caught up to him.

"Of course, the last day of school, and then my dream will be realized." said Tyson as he looked up to the sky, then as he looked to Aaron, he saw a strange look on his face, as if he was trying not to laugh.

"What's so funny?" asked Tyson.

"So you still want to be a Power Ranger," said Aaron.

"Yeah, what's the problem with that?" asked Tyson.

"There's no way you could be a Power Ranger with that build of yours." laughed Aaron.

"What do you mean, what's wrong with my body?" asked Tyson curiously.

"Well, you're just average," said Aaron as he eyed Tyson.

Tyson was roughly 5'6, he had blond hair with side bangs, he had black eyes and wore blue glasses, and he wore a basic blue shirt along with short khakis, but his build was as Aaron said, average, his body looked like that of an average person, not scrawny, but not buff either.

"So what, I've got the heart of a ranger." said Tyson as his voice intensified.

"Heart isn't everything, one must have the heart and the body of a ranger," said Aaron. "Just look at me."

As Tyson looked at Aaron, he saw what he meant, Aaron was only 18, but their bodies couldn't be more different. Aaron was 6'2, his hair was jet black with a caesar cut and a stubble beard, he wore a short orange shirt with black stripes with red shorts, then there was his build, his biceps and calves looked well developed due to his intense daily workouts.

"Well of course you're build is better, you're dad taught you and you know what he used to be." said Tyson as he closed his eyes and crossed his arms above his head.

"That was only until I was ten years old." said Aaron annoyed then sighed. "You know just because my father was who he was doesn't mean he's responsible for all of my physical achievements."

"I guess you're right, but still, I would love to have a father like that, you don't know how lucky you are," said Tyson as he opened his eyes and saw the large building in front of them. "Well, we've arrived, we can discuss this after school."

Then as they entered the school building, they were met by two robots.

"Welcome to Alistar High," said the two robots in unison. "ID please."

"Ok," said the two as they took out their school IDs and scanned them on the robot's chest.

"Accepted, retinal scan." said the robots as the two had their eyes scanned.

"Accepted, last, vocal recognition, state your first and last names." said the robots.

"Tyson Landerson."

"Aaron Oliver."

"Accepted, welcome Tyson, Aaron." said the robots as they let the two pass.

"Hey Tyson, don't you ever think the security is a bit...over the top." whispered Aaron in Tyson's ear.

"Perhaps, but it's thanks to that over the top security that no unauthorized person has ever entered the school." replied Tyson as they entered their classroom.

"Good morning class." said a medium sized woman with brown hair in a white dress.

"Good morning Mrs. Phillips ," responded the class in unison.

"Before we start class, I would like everyone to come up and tell the class what they will be doing over the summer," said Mrs. Phillips. "Who would like to go first?"

"I'll go," replied Tyson as he hand shot up immediately.

"Ok then Tyson, tell us," said Mrs. Phillips as Tyson got up in front of the class.

"During this summer, I'll work harder than I ever had before, I'll research more than I ever had before, then I will achieve my dream, I will become a Power Ranger." said Tyson as the entire class, even the teacher, all except for Aaron, burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, you told us that joke in the beginning of the year, but it'll never get old," said Mrs. Phillips as she wiped a tear from her eyebrow.

"But I wasn't making a joke then or now, I really want to become a Power Ranger," said Tyson seriously.

"Oh really, you were actually being serious," said Mrs. Phillips as she immediately stopped laughing and looked with a cross look that his parents had made when he brought up the subject, "Mr. Landerson, I believe you know what year it is, it is the year 2050 and it has 31 long years since the last appearance of those rainbow-colored clad fighters, I'll admit their service in the past was well appreciated, but the world no longer as any need for them, we have the RDA, the Robotic Defenders of Alistar, to defend the city from peril, and many other places around the world have done similar actions."

"Yeah Mrs. Phillips is right," said a student. "There would be no point in being a Power Ranger, what would you do anyway, stand around in some colored spandex and watch as problems are handled without you, there would be no point, just give it up."

"Listen to what Lisa is saying Tyson," said Mrs. Phillips as she turned from Lisa to Tyson, trying to reason with him. "You should try to pursue a more realistic dream, like a business worker, the same as your parents."

"Well I think that Tyson can be whatever we wants to be, I know he has the heart to achieve his dream," said Aaron as he stood up and walked over to where Tyson was and put his hand on his friend's shoulder.

"Of course you would be the one to defend him Aaron," said Lisa as she smirked . "Seeing that your father, grandfather, and grandmother were all Power Rangers, but your father has decided to become a businessman like Tyson's and if you ask me he made the right choice, the Power Rangers are nothing but has-beens."

"Ok class that's enough, Mr. Landerson, Mr. Phillips, please return to your seats, and we'll have the next person up," said Mrs. Phillips as Tyson and Aaron sat back down.

Later, once the day was over, as Tyson was walking out, he saw Aaron standing next to the school gate, once he caught up to him, the two of them began to walk home, still thinking about what happened during the morning period, not saying a word to each other.

"Hey Aaron," said Tyson, breaking the silence.

"What?" asked Aaron.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Okay, shoot?"

"Why did you stand up for me today in class?" asked Tyson as he turned to him.

"Why would you ask something like that?" responded Aaron.

"You always said there were things that lacked if I wanted to be a Power Ranger, but today you said that I could achieve my dream, why?" asks Tyson.

Aaron then sighs and scratches his head. "Well, you're my friend and I couldn't stand everyone saying that to you, even though I'm not so fond of the Power Rangers myself," he says.

"You're not, but why?" asks Tyson. "I would love to be in your family and be related to people like that."

"Of course you would, you're you." said Aaron as he turns to Tyson. "Well enough about that, what are we going to do, now that school's over and our parents are gone for two months, what should we do with ourselves."

"Well I don't know about you, but I'm going to continue with my work." replied Tyson as he smiled.

"Oh yeah, you told me you were designing some ranger gear," said Aaron.

"You got that right, I decided to start by making some communicators, according to the info I got from the ranger archives, rangers had them to keep in touch with each other, I've finished five and started the sixth one a few days ago, tonight I plan to finish it." said Tyson.

"Excuse me, gentlemen," a mysterious voice said as the two boys turned around to see a man wearing a black jacket with a hood that covered most of his face only leaving his mouth visible, and he was pretty tall, standing at a height of around 5 '9.

"Who are you?" asked Aaron as he and Tyson had their guard up.

"You're Aaron Oliver, right?" asked the man, ignoring Aaron's previous question.

"I am," replied Aaron. "Why do you want to know?"

"Here take this," said the man as he threw a paper to Aaron. "Meet me at this address alone at sunset, you'll know why I need you."

"Why should I?" asked Aaron, feeling that this was quite strange.

"I've been watching you for awhile, and I too know what it's like to be in someone's shadow." replied the stranger as he began to walk away from them.

"Well that was...odd," said Tyson.

"Hey Tyson, should meet up with this guy?" asked Aaron as he looked at the paper he was given.

"What, of course not!" exclaimed Tyson. "According to the book "Signs of a Kidnapper and How to Avoid Them", the first sign is when someone who looks super suspicious who you've never met before begins to speak with you, the second sign is when they said they have been watching you and want to interact with you, this guy fits the signs perfectly, whatever you do, don't go."

"Ok, if you say so." said Aaron as the two boys arrived and entered their separate homes.

"Almost done," said Tyson as he was in his room, working on the sixth communicator, then soon he finished. "Finally I finished, that should be enough communicators, it's dark now, but I should start on the morphers, but that'll be the hard part, according to the archives, I'll need to find a way to access the power of the morphing grid."

Then as Tyson began thinking, he heard something outside, when you looked out the window, he saw Aaron exiting his home, but Tyson also saw the paper that the stranger had given Aaron in his hand, once saw that, he feared the worst.

"No, he wouldn't," thought Tyson to himself as he quickly put on his shoes and a blue hooded jacket and headed downstairs.

"Where are you off to young sir?" asked Wilbur as he was sweeping the living room and saw Tyson go to the door.

"Just going out for a walk with Aaron, I'll be back soon," replied Tyson as he put his hood up and walked out the door, as he headed down the stairs, he saw Aaron walking.

"I better follow him and see where he's going," thought Tyson as he walked toward him.