A brand new story :) This one will have Tezz and AJ in it, don't worry...Anyway, a short prologue for you! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hot Wheels Battle Force 5 or its characters. I only own my OC.

Prologue

A tiny girl with chestnut coloured hair woke up on the salt flats outside Handler's Corner. She sat up, rubbing her eyes. She looked around blurrily. She stood up shakily, almost falling over; she was no older than 3 years old. The child took several wobbly steps forward before she fell. The desert sand was warm on her uncovered skin. The girl pushed herself up, and started walking again.

Very shortly, a cop car drove up. A much younger Johnson stepped out of the car. He hadn't been completely sure that he'd seen a toddler walking on the salt flats. He thought his eyes had been playing tricks on him, but sure enough there really was a toddler. Baffled, he looked around for any sign of her parents, or someone who looked after this girl. He saw nothing.

The child looked up at him curiously. She tilted her head slightly.

"Where are your parents?" Johnson asked, though he didn't hope for a straight answer. She was, after all, only three.

"I don't remember," she said simply, looking around.

"Do you know where you're from?" Johnson questioned.

"I don't remember," the girl said again.

"Well do you know what your name is?" the cop asked, thinking she must have had amnesia.

"My name..." the girl frowned for a moment. "My name is Meda!" she exclaimed happily. Johnson was surprised that she knew her own name while she seemed to know nothing else, but he picked her up regardless and put her in the cop car. Meda looked around with wide eyes, as if she'd never seen the inside of a car before. Johnson got back in the car and drove off.

He stopped at Zeke's Diner. He got out, picked up Meda, and walked inside. As the bell above the door rang, the diner's occupants all turned to look at Johnson holing the mysterious three-year-old.

"Did anyone lose this little girl? I found her out on the salt flats," Johnson said. Everyone shook their heads; they'd never seen the child before.

"You found her on the salt flats? Maybe she's an alien," a younger Zeke piped up. Every customer groaned.

"Just because she turned up on the salt flats doesn't mean she's an alien, Zeke," a blonde waitress called. She was a little chubby, but she had never completely lost all the weight she'd gained from having her son, three years ago.

"Well children aren't lost out on the flats every day," Zeke replied, and the waitress rolled her eyes.

"Someone's got to look after her," Johnson said. "She doesn't seem to remember anything but her own name," he added.

"My name's Meda!" the small brunette chirped, smiling widely at everyone in the diner. Everyone smiled back.

"I guess we could take her in, at least until her parents come for her," a dark haired woman spoke up. She was sitting with her husband and three-year-old daughter, Grace. "We don't mind."

"We sure don't!" Grace shouted, smiling. She was excited at the prospect of having a new 'sister'. Everyone laughed, and Johnson set Meda down on the floor. She immediately rushed to her new family, and Grace hugged her. "I've always wanted a sister!" Grace exclaimed.

There you go...The prologue takes place in the past, by the way. Just letting you know. The rest of the story is going to be in the normal time.