Author's Note: Yeah, I'm terrible. I know that I've taken down almost all Power Ranger stories I've put up, but I think this might be the one that will stay. I really hope you'll all read it—it is Mystic Force, seeing as how that's my favorite branch of Power Rangers. This is also based off of an amazing book called Wicked Lovely by Melissa Marr. I hope you all like it! Flashbacks are in italics.

Disclaimer: I don't own Power Rangers or Wicked Lovely.


Seventeen Years Ago

The young mother cradled two babies in her arms—one in each. One was wrapped in a pink blanket, the other wrapped in a blue blanket. She walked through the park, ignoring the curious stares she got from the regulars. She normally never left the safety of her house, so what was she doing out and about… let alone with two babies?

Finally, she stopped in front of a woman that couldn't be more than twice her age. She sat down on the bench next to the woman and bounced her leg up and down impatiently.

"Mother, how will we know if they can See?" she asked.

The older woman put her hand on her daughter's leg, effectively stilling it. "Just watch. They'll look if they can See."

The young mother turned the babies around in her arms, so they could look out at the scene before them. To a normal person, one would see a family picnic going on; a Frisbee game between a dog and it's owner; a few children happily playing basketball; but to a person with The Sight, they would see so much more.

Those with the sight would see the abnormally beautiful people walking around the park. They had a faint glow about them, and each walked in their own group—the Bone Fairies, with their obviously skeletal appearance and grey hair; the Woodland Fairies, with their mossy appearance; the Summer and Winter Fairies, each of which exuded exactly what their title was; the list went on.

The two infants in the young woman's arms opened their eyes, revealing identical brown irises. They looked around the park, and their eyes landed on a group of Woodland Fairies bothering an older couple. The older couple couldn't see them—they just swatted at the air, most likely thinking that they were being bothered by insects. Her daughters shouldn't be able to see them, either. However, her hopes were dashed as their brown orbs followed the Woodland Fairies as they walked away. She closed her eyes and ducked her head.

"They have it," she whispered.

The older woman sighed. "Kat—"

"No!" Katherine Rocca jumped up, momentarily forgetting that she had two infants in her arm. She immediately stopped her movements when she heard one of her daughters whimper. She looked back at her mother, a half-furious, half-terrified look in her eyes. "Mother, I am twenty years old! I can't have two daughters with The Sight! I just can't do it!"

"Yes, you can." The older woman, Dana Rocca, stood up and took one of the infants from her daughter. "I'll be with you the whole time."

"How do you know?" Katherine asked softly.

Dana let out a laugh. "Sweetie, I had you at the same age! I'm not that much older. Trust me—I'll be with you for a long time."


Present Day

Madison Rocca searched through the coat rack, and then let out a frustrated sigh. "Vida!" she yelled. "Where is my jacket?"

"I DON'T KNOW!" Vida Rocca yelled down the stairs.

Katherine Rocca entered the entrance hall, her hands on her hips. "There is no need to yell so loud," she scolded.

Madison pointed up the stairs. "She's the one that's yelling—talk to her." Instead of grabbing her normal jacket, she grabbed a jean jacket instead. She quickly put her arms through it and shrugged it on, hoping she could leave the house before her mother asked where she was going.

Just as she was about to open the door, her mother appeared at her side. She put her hand on the door and pushed it shut with surprising strength.

"Where do you think you're going?" Katherine asked.

Madison sighed and blew her bangs out her eyes. With one hand, she absentmindedly tucked her raven long raven hair behind her ear before answering. "I'm going to see Chip," she said.

Katherine eyed her daughter suspiciously. "I want you back before dinner," she said.

Madison had to bite the insides of her cheeks to keep from grinning. "Yes, Mom," she said. She quickly darted out the door and down the street, momentarily forgetting the people around her in her excitement.

Suddenly, the seventeen year-old abruptly stopped. A Bone Fairy passed by and pushed a man in front of her. But as abruptly as she stopped, she started walking again. It was one of the rules: You weren't supposed to look at the invisible Fairies.

With a sigh, Madison tucked her hands inside her pockets. Chip was really Vida's best friend, but she and the wild red-head had grown up together. She liked to visit him herself from time-to-time. And besides that, she got to have some freedom that her mother often refused her and her twin sister.

Finally, a few minutes and several yards of stiff walking later, Madison lifted her hand and knocked on the bright yellow door. Chip's parents had been killed when he was a baby, and he lived with his uncle. Seeing as how his uncle was always out and about on business, Chip had been given his own loft in the small city of Briarwood.

The door swung open, but Chip wasn't standing there. Madison stuck her head in the door—Chip wasn't anywhere to be seen. She stepped back out and looked around her before hesitantly stepping into the loft.

It looked as if no one had been in there for a few days. There were empty pizza containers and soda bottles, and the room smelled atrocious. Of course, that wasn't really surprising for Chip. He always had some disgusting concoction of food hidden somewhere.

"Chip?" Maddie called out. "Chip?" She searched all of the rooms, but her red-headed friend was nowhere to be found.

Deciding that she would call his cell, Madison turned to leave. As she was about to walk out the door, however, something caught her eye. She froze in her tracks and slowly walked towards the object she had seen.

It was a long staff made of rough wood. In some places it was chipped and peeling, and on the top, there was a symbol made of yellow crystal. Afraid of what it would do, Madison touched it gently. It glowed under her fingertips.

She dropped the staff as if it had burned and she bolted out of the loft and all the way back down the street. She was breaking a rule: Don't attract the attention of the Fairies, but she didn't care. She entered her house, slammed the door behind her, and scrambled up the stairs.

"Whoa, Maddie!" Vida exclaimed as Madison pounded on her door. "Where is the fire?"

"It's Chip," Maddie panted. "He's one of them."

Vida looked at her sister, a look of confusion on her face. "One of what, Maddie?"

"One of them," Maddie clarified. She watched as Vida visibly paled. "A Fairy."


Author's Note: I really hope you all liked this. This is going to have the same concept of Wicked Lovely, but there are many details that will be different. Review, please?