Spencer's Journal - Entry 1

Posted on Mon May 2nd, 2022 @ 1:18pm by Spencer Gustaffson

593 words; about a 3 minute read

This may well get destroyed, in case either the Kaldorians or higher-ups of the GPF find it. Still, I saw the counselor. When I hinted at having some split loyalties, or some other concerns, they said that I should set it down in a diary or journal. So I got myself this book. Honestly, it's pretty hard to start writing this, because the blank, unlined pages look nice. There's a cleanliness there. One that's getting ruined by my jumbled up thoughts.

So I guess I'd better lay it out.

I was going to be a member of OEM in Mariner Bay when I was young. I volunteered with them and fully expected that I would take the tests, get the training, and keep going. But then, the Kaldorians appeared, and I realized there was a higher calling. Saving people is important, but protecting one town is small potatoes compared to where I belong. I've been training all my life in martial arts. I can fight. So I should be in the biggest fight; the one to save not only the Earth, but all our allies. I felt like there was this power in me, and I had to share it.

When I signed up to the GPF, they moved me to the Grove - it's fine, I've never minded this town. Used to go to the juice bar after tournaments at the youth center, after all. Still, I felt like there was something looming on the horizon. Some kind of storm cloud.

Then on expedition to Mirinoi, that cloud opened and the bolt struck me. Literally a bolt from the blue, as I found myself connected to this strange blue... ball, gem, thing. And there's the morphing device on my arm, which that locks into. I know it's a weapon. But I don't know how I know that, and I'm barely sure how in the galaxy to use it. I've become a Power Ranger. But I was told that, due to experience in the past, the GPF and the Alliance are opposed to Power Rangers; calling them criminals. I'm not sure how I feel about that, I'm even less sure how I feel about being a criminal myself.

Granted, I do know how I feel about the two fights we've been in with these powers. I'm angry - extremely so. One of the other Rangers - who will not be named here, in case this is confiscated and used as evidence in a criminal case - was injured by an elite Kaldorian fighter. We do not have the experience, singly or as a team, to take them down. We do not have the numbers to take them down through force; that's obvious. If it turns into an attrition battle, at all, they win, unless we change the way the GPF views us. The Ranger in Orange appeared. I don't know who it was; or more pressingly what side they're on. For the moment, a standard-issue blaster rifle may be better equipment than the Ranger weapons due to familiarity. That remains to be seen.

I distrust the nominal leader of this team as well. I do not believe the person truly understands how close we came to a real tragedy with that injury. There is another whom I do not know; I must ascertain their level of training. I never expected to feel responsibility like this, nor this kind of power. Yet it seems to have fallen on my shoulders; and if it means saving the world, I'll do whatever I have to do.

 

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