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A/N: Seeing as how no one knows
Chapter 5 ~ Answers
Bria sighed as she glanced at the clock on her dashboard. *It should be only
another half hour.* she thought. Suddenly she realized she wasn’t driving the
car; it was driving itself off the road into a rest station! *What the...*
The car parked, and Bria scowled. She blinked and found herself looking at the
woman from her dreams. “OK, this has got to stop. I can deal with the dreams,
but visions? No.”
“Ambrianna, you are not to go to Turtle Cove yet,” the woman said, though not
unkindly.
“Too bad. I’m sorry, but I need answers, and I’m not getting them! Besides,
what am I supposed to tell these ‘companions’ exactly? ‘Hi, I don’t really know
you, but you get to be my companion. What’s it for? Why, I don’t know.’ I need
answers.”
The woman sighed. “So be it. I knew this would happen,” she said, shaking her
head. “Remember, Bria, that no matter what, you still need to find 3 other
companions.”
“I think I’ve already found one,” Bria said, smiling.
The woman smiled back. “Perhaps it’s just as well you find out now. But do not
tarry! There is not time!” With a last smile, she vanished.
Bria found herself shaking her head. “Kyle,” she hissed, shaking him. “Kyle!”
“What?” he asked, waking. “Are we there?”
Bria rolled her eyes. “How can you sleep? It’s only 6! Anyway, she was just
here!”
“Who was?”
“The woman! From my dreams!”
Kyle was fully awake now. “She was? Are you sure?”
“Of course I’m sure. She didn’t want me to go to Turtle Cove, then said I could
if I hurried,” Bria said, quickly pulling back onto the highway.
“So we’re still going?”
“Yes.”
“Who exactly are we contacting again?”
“The only one I can think of is Cole Evans. He was the Red Wild Force Ranger.”
“And what exactly are we going to say? Hi, you were a Power Ranger and I have
weird dreams?”
“Kyle! No!”
Kyle shrugged. “Whatever, you’re the crazy one.”
Bria hit his arm, and sighed. “If only we could get there faster!”
Kyle looked panicked for a moment. “No, no, this is fast enough. All we need
right now is for a cop to pull us over.”
Bria tried to fight a grin. “As long as he’s a hot cop.”
To which Kyle responded by smacking her shoulder.
A quick half-hour later, Bria pulled off the highway into Turtle Cove. “Now
what?” she softly asked herself.
“How about we find a phone? Or a Mr. Cole Evans?” Kyle suggested.
“Hmm...phone, or Cole Evans...how about both?”
“Huh?”
“Find a phone, you find a phone book. You look up Cole, I’ll phone home. Deal?”
“Deal.”
Bria parked on the side of the road and both got out. Kyle pointed over his
shoulder. “That looks like a good direction. Lots of lights, buildings. Maybe a
store?”
Bria shrugged. “Why not?”
The two walked in the twilight towards the city. “Look! A pay phone.” Bria
pointed. They walked over, Bria asking, “Hey Kyle, do you have a quarter or
two?” Grumbling about this being her idea, not his, Kyle fished out three
quarters.
“That should be enough.”
As Bria dialed her number, Kyle grabbed the phone book that was chained to the
stand and looked under the E’s for Cole Evans.
“Hi, Daddy?” Bria asked. “It’s me.” Pause. “I’m sorry, but it’s really
important. I’m in Turtle Cove.” Another pause. “Yes, Daddy, but I have to talk
to a former Ranger.” Pause. “Cole Evans.” A long pause. “Daddy, I’m sorry,
really I am, but I have to do this! It’s about my dreams. Besides, I think I’m
old enough to take care of myself. I’ll be home later tonight.” Again, pause.
“Kyle’s with me.” Pause. “I love you too Daddy. I promise I’ll be careful.
Bye.” After a moment, Bria hung up the phone. “Well, that wasn’t as bad as I
thought it’d be. Did you find him?”
“Hmmm......uh huh. Right here. Cole Evans...
“Uh, I don’t think so. I need to talk to him personally.”
“Question number two: where’s
“Is there a map in there?”
“Uh, no,” Kyle said, after a moment’s searching. “Do you want to ask someone?”
“Why not? The people look friendly enough.” Bria and Kyle started walking, soon
seeing a woman walking with her daughter and dog.
“Excuse me,” said Kyle. “Could you tell us where
After getting directions, Kyle and Bria set off in the direction of
“Yeah, he liked the house on that street.”
“No, not that kind of reason. I think his Zord was a lion. Really, Kyle, you
call yourself Tommy’s son?”
Kyle rolled his eyes. In a few more minutes they were at
As they walked up to the front door, they could hear barking coming from
inside. “Just a minute!” came in response to the doorbell ring, which was soon
followed by, “Down, boy!”
The opened to reveal a man in his mid to late thirties, with wavy brown hair
and kind eyes, holding back a golden retriever. “Can I help you?”
“Cole Evans?” Bria asked.
“Yes, that’s me.”
“I’m Bria Lompire, and this is Kyle Oliver. Do you have a few moments?”
After studying them for a moment, Cole nodded. “Of course. Would you like to
come in?”
“Thank you,” Kyle accepted. Cole led them into a large room with high ceilings,
the golden retriever romping after him.
“Have a seat. Would you like something to drink?”
“No thank you,” said Kyle.
“Now, what brings you two to see me?”
“Forgive me if I seem forward, but you’ll understand in a moment.” Cole nodded,
and Bria continued. “You were the Wild Force Red Ranger, correct?”
Cole raised an eyebrow. “Why would you think that?”
Bria smiled. “I’m Andros Lompire and Ashley Hammond’s daughter; both are former
Rangers.”
“
Bria blushed slightly and smiled. “And this is Kim Hart and Tommy Oliver’s son,
who also are both former Rangers.”
“Well, it’s nice to meet the two of you. To answer your question, yes, I was
the Red Wild Force Ranger. Why do you ask? Surly you didn’t come here to figure
that out.”
“No, we didn’t. I know this will sound strange, but do you know a woman with
long brown hair, and wears a white gown? She has blue and white flowers in her
hair and a blue gem set in gold around her neck.”
Cole sighed. “I used to know someone like that. She was very kind to me.”
Suddenly Cole stopped. “How do you know her?”
“I’ve been seeing her in my dreams,” Bria explained. “I thought you might know
who she was.”
Upon seeing that Cole was about to ask how she thought he’d know, Kyle put up
his hands. “Don’t even ask,” he advised. “You’ll be lost within a few
sentences.”
Cole chuckled. “All right then.”
“So you know who she is?” asked Bria.
“Of course. I’ll never forget her. If she is who I think she is, you’ve been
seeing Princess Shayla.”
“Princess Shayla?” asked Bria.
“Yes. She was one of the kindest people I’ve ever met. She helped me find my
destiny. She guided and helped out all the Wild Force Rangers.”
Bria looked at Cole, and asked hesitantly, “Can you tell me about her? And the
Rangers?”
Cole took a deep breath. “OK. But first, have you had dinner yet? You’re more
than welcome to stay.”
“Thank you, Mr. Evans. We’d like that very much.”
“Call me Cole. And don’t think you’re getting off easy; you get to help with dinner.”
Bria laughed. “No problem, Cole. I would have insisted.”
Cole got up, and Kyle and Bria followed him into the kitchen, trying not to
trip over the dog. “By the way,” said Cole, “that’s Sunny. He gets excited when
we have visitors.”
Bria laughed, and Kyle, patting Sunny’s head, said, “We could tell.”
Over dinner Cole told them all about the Rangers. He explained the Princess and
her Protector, Merrick Baliton, lived 3,000 years ago. He told her about the
Princess being Protector of the Wild Zords, and how all the Rangers had Wild
Zord companions. Bria listened enthusiastically to everything. After helping
Cole clean up, Bria and Kyle sadly announced their departure.
“It was great meeting you, Cole. Thank you so much for talking to us,” Bria
said, giving him a hug. Cole hugged her back, and then shook Kyle’s hand.
“Same here. You two can come back any time. It’s nice to know someone is
interested in the old days.”
Kyle and Bria laughed along with Cole. “Don’t be surprised if you see more of
me,” cautioned Bria.
“I’ll be waiting,” Cole smiled. “Give me a call if you need anything. Or, come
on over and visit. Sunny will be happy to see you, and so will I.”
After waving good-bye, Kyle and Bria drove away. “See? That worked out well,”
Bria said, happy.
“You are so lucky he’s a nice guy,” Kyle grinned.
“Some how I can’t picture him throwing us out on our ears,” Bria grinned back.
“I think we’ll be getting home around 10:30.”
“Oh, fun.”
“Grump,” muttered Bria as she drove onto the highway.