Author’s Note: This fic was inspired by the episodes, “A season to remember”, “There’s no business like snow business”, “Hawaii Zeo” and the fic “Amends” by Leap Of Fate. I had wanted to write a PR fanfic for quite some time now, but I just couldn’t find the spark to do it. However, after watching DT for a while, in addition to hearing songs from Hall & Oates, Berlin, Foreigner, and Five for Fighting, I had finally gotten an inspiration. I had also wanted to a PR fic because I was just getting sick of all the Tommy/Kim ones and I just wanted to counter that.

This is the first time I’ve ever done a fanfic at all, so any reviews (or flames) would be appreciated.

Also, This takes place a few weeks after “The Passion of Conner”.

Prologue- Foggy Dreams

The glass was right there in front of him.

He couldn’t see anything else. Other than the glass mirror, there was nothing else he could see, except fog and his own refection in the mirror.

His reflection then vanished, only to be replaced by images of himself.

He looked closer, and saw what looked like images of his adolescent life. It was as if he was watching a movie with the MUTE button on.

He saw himself arriving in the city of Angel Grove during his sophomore year...sparring off with Jason during a karate competition...then when he first met her.

Not this, Tommy Oliver thought to himself. Anything but this. Almost as if it heard him, the mirror then switched to another image of when he was captured by Rita Repulsa and then given the Green Power Coin, thus transforming into the Evil Green Power Ranger. The image then switched to when he battled the other Rangers and mopped the floor with them every single time...to when Jason destroyed the Sword of Darkness, releasing Tommy from Rita’s spell and adding a new Ranger to the team. Then it showed him losing his powers...regaining them only to lose them again to Lord Zedd...

What the hell is this? Is this some kind of nightmare or something? Why am I seeing this?

Suddenly the mirror showed him becoming the new White Ranger...to when Kat appeared in his life...to Kimberly losing her power coin. The image then changed to where Kat confessed what she had done...to where Kim gave her Pink Power Coin to Kat, making her the newest Pink Ranger. Then it went to Kat trying to comfort him after he received “The Letter”...to Kat bidding a sad goodbye to him before leaving for London...

Stop! I can’t watch anymore of this! Tommy screamed in his mind. He then tried to smash the mirror with a karate kick, but just as the blow was about to connect, the mirror disappeared.

Where did it go?

“Tommy.” A voice spoke.

Tommy then turned around to see where the voice was coming from, but he saw nothing.

“Tommy.”

He heard the voice say his name again. Only this time it wasn’t so faint, and it was spoken in a way Tommy recognized only too well. He then turned again and he saw a figure appear right in front of him. Since the fog was masking it he couldn’t really make out who or what it was, only that it looked like a person. As he stepped closer though, the figure became clearer...

“Ahhh!”

Tommy snapped open his eyes and bolted up from his bed. He blinked a little bit before wiping away some sweat from his forehead.

Man, what a nightmare. He thought as he took in his surroundings. He was back in his own room, no fog, no mirror, or voice was around. He then looked at his bedside clock and saw the time.

5:45. Great, have a nightmare just one hour before I get up. He thought. Well, I may as well get some water to drink and get ready now. As he got up he headed to the bathroom to wash up before going to the kitchen.

As he splashed cold water in his face, he then looked at his reflection in the mirror. That dream was just way too intense, too real. It wasn’t the first time he had an intense dream, but this time it was a lot more intense than before.

His dreams would always start off with him standing in front of a mirror. The mirror would then show him flashbacks of the highs and lows he had been through in his life as a Power Ranger. Among those highs and lows were his relationships with the two women who ever meant anything to him. The mirror would then disappear and his dream would end. However, this time, before his dream ended, he heard a voice say his name and when he turned around he saw a figure appear. As he had approached the figure he then saw the fog lift away from its head, revealing an angelic face with long gold hair...and sapphire eyes.