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10 March 2010 @ 11:05 am
005 Dead Last  
Title: Darkness Overwhelming
Fandom: Mystic Force
Pairing: N/A
Rating: 15
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary/Warnings: Somewhere, all wishes come true. Ryan gets the Rangers ready.
Word Count: 379 / 52 682
Author's notes: My table is here.







005 Dead Last

“How long’s he been back?” Dana demanded.

Wes glanced past her, frowning. “An hour? I wasn’t really watching. Why?”

“He’s not supposed to be back until the shift change tonight.” Dana glared at her brother, currently absorbed in a discussion with Angela.

“You’re on stand-down too,” Wes pointed out.

“I’m not working.”

“Ryan!” Eric yelled from behind them. “Leelee,” he reminded Wes. Ryan waved a hand to acknowledge them, still talking.

“What about Leelee?” Dana asked curiously. They were all fairly confident by now that the blonde didn’t mean them any harm, but Ryan was still the only one on their side who trusted her fully.

Wes started to answer, but he paused when Ryan started jogging towards them.

“My bike broke down,” he said as soon as he saw Dana. “I hitched a ride with the Guardians. That’s why I’m early.”

“Nice try,” Eric murmured. “Leelee was here earlier.”

“Why?” Ryan asked.

“She took Nick and a bunch of his friends, five or six of them, off that way.” Eric gestured. “She wouldn’t tell us why, but they didn’t seem too worried, so we let them alone.”

“That’s Rootcore,” Ryan said, almost to himself. “Why is she…Dana, where’s Carter?”

“I’ll get him,” she said immediately, recognizing the tone of his voice.

“We have to go for a bit,” he told Wes.

“Why?”

“She’s calling the Staffs. That’s the signal for the Rebellion. If Nick and his friends can hold them, we’ll be ready.” He glanced around. “Miss Fairweather!”

“Shouldn’t she have told us this?” Eric protested.

“The good guys are always the last to know,” Ryan said absently. “Dead last.” Angela joined them, looking questioningly at them, and he continued, “You thought you could bring down the field. Are you ready to do that?”

“We haven’t tested it,” she protested.

“No tests. They’ll know.”

“It’s ready to go,” she said doubtfully. “But without testing…”

“We trust you.” He smiled quickly at her. “Be ready.” To Carter and Dana, he added, “Let’s go.”

“Where are we going?” Carter asked.

“Rootcore.”

“Why?”

“Do you never talk to him?” Ryan asked Dana. “I’ll tell you on the way; we really have to go.”

“Carter!” Eric pitched his headset over; Carter slung it around his neck, saluting quickly before following the others.