Hey everyone!

I think I'm getting the hand of this site now. Lol. This is my second PR story and I kind of like it. Let me know what you think please. It's really helpful. Also, if you notice I have anything else wrong, please feel free to let me know!

Disclaimer: This is FICTION, hence the site. This is just something that has come from my twisted and warped mind. So please don't sue, as I have nothing to give you! I do not own the Power Rangers, (Well, in my dreams I do but I'd settle for just Hunter…) Oh, and the story title and some of the plot is from the song 'Electric Storm' by Delta Goodrem.

Pairings: Hunter/OC, Blake/Tori but mostly Hunter/OC.

Electric Storm

Chapter 1

Shane Clarke smiled. He hugged the person standing in front of him and decided that he was never letting go again.

"Shay-Shay, please let go… I need to breathe," he person said, trying to pull out of his grasp.

He finally let go and grabbed their bags. He walked to his car and opened the door for his guest. They got in and Shane followed suit. The drove back to Blue Bay Harbour in constant chat and trying to catch up with everything that had been going on in each others lives.

They arrived back at Shane's house and took the stuff upstairs to the spare room. They had something to eat and then Shane decided to introduce them to his friends. He grabbed their hand and pulled them off to Storm Chargers, the extreme sports shop in the area. They entered and walked over to the group of 5, congregated in the couch area. They looked up when they saw them and looked at the guest, wanting some explanation.

Shane smiled and pushed the person forward slightly, "Guys, I'd like you to meet Shamara," she waved at the group, a bit embarrassed, "my twin sister."

The others gawped. "Dude, did you just say 'twin sister'?" Dustin asked.

Shane nodded.

"So, how come we've never met Shamara before then?" Tori questioned, "I've know you for as long as I can remember and I never knew you had a sister."

"That's because my parents split us up. They wanted us to have separate lives or something. Shamara went to live with my Auntie and Uncle in Reefside and I stayed here. We see each other like every month or so and talk near enough ever day. We're like as close and Hunter and Blake."

"That's close…" Blake laughed slightly, with the others.

"Shane, don't be rude. Are you not going to introduce your friends to me?" Shamara teased.

He sighed, "That's Tori. Surfer chick, Blake's girlfriend… Dustin (you can call him Waldo to wind him up if you want), resident airhead. Cam, totally computer geek. Blake, motocross junkie," each one waved at her and said a greeting, while pulling a hateful look Shane, who just shrugged it off. Shane turned to the last person seated there and sighed, "Hunter…" he didn't look up, just raised his hand and carried on staring at God knows what, "Dark, brooding, lonesome..."

Shamara smiled and sat down next to Shane on the couch. They all began to talk, apart from Hunter, obviously, and try and learn anything they possibly could about their new comrade, while she did the same to them.

A week later…

In the past week, Shamara had gotten on well with every one of Shane's friends, except Hunter. He seemed really distant and moody. Shane had told her he's always like that so she just pushed it to the back of her mind. She didn't have time to think about him, Shane was too busy making her watch him do his skateboarding and taking her to the beach and taking her to watch motocross and taking trips to the park. She was worn out by the end of the week and as much as she loved Shane, he could be very impulsive.

She finally got some time to herself that night after tea. She left the house and went for a walk about. She turned a corner and bumped straight into somebody. She went flying backwards and hit the ground with a thud, and so did the other person. They got up and brushed themselves down. She looked up and smiled, "Sorry…"

"My fault…"

She looked back at him and stared, "Hunter isn't it?"

He nodded, "Shamara?"

She nodded as well and smiled at him, "You ok?"

"Yeah," he lied.

"You know, you're not very good at lying," she laughed.

He pulled his face and looked at her. Her black hair was curled and hung down past her shoulders with a bright yellow piece at the front. Her lace and cotton yellow t-shirt came just above her belly button and her blue jeans rested on her hips. Her dark, dark brown eyes lit up and her smile illuminated the street for miles.

"Ah, I guess there's no fooling you then…"

"Nope. Want to talk about it?"

"No," he mumbled. He looked back up at her and screwed his face up again. He relaxed it and somehow, he found himself become less tense. Something inside him told him to trust her and let her in but he wasn't so sure. He went out on a limb, "Yes."

They walked for a while and came to a bench in the park. They sat down and she turned to him.

"So, what's going on? I've met dark and brooding before but you're like an extreme…"

"I'll take that as a complement," he said sarcastically.

"Sorry," she apologised.

"Don't worry about it."

"So? Spill."

He looked at her and couldn't help it. All his feelings did just what she said… spill from his mouth. "I don't know. I just, sometimes I feel so alone and left out. You know? Blake and I can barely afford to feed and house ourselves, let alone do anything like normal teenagers do. Then I start to miss my parents even more. It just seems to get harder and harder to forget them. I was told time will make it easier but, you know what, it doesn't. It makes it harder. Knowing that they should be here, watching Blake win his motocross meets, just being parents to us both. I know it's probably stupid," he said, leaning forward and placing his head in his hands.

She moved closer to him and placed her hand on his back, "It doesn't sound stupid at all. You're hurting."

"I can't hurt… for Blake. He needs me to be strong."

"That's the problem. Your being so strong for Blake, you're bottling your emotions up so that he doesn't see how it's affected you. I bet he cried, didn't he?"

Hunter nodded and she continued, "There you go. You're being a brilliant Big Brother and I respect and admire you so much for that, like I know Blake does as well. Blake would be upset to know how you felt and it was because of him, even if it wasn't deliberate. You can let go, you know. You can cry."

He looked up at her again and sniffled, "I'll bare that in mind."

"Good."

"Thank you so much."

"You're very welcome. You're my friend and I care for you."

"Your friend? After the way I treated you?"

"It's not that big of a deal. I understand why you were like that now. It's ok."

"I'm so going to make it up to you. After all you've done for me…"

"Hunter… you really don't have to do that," she protested.

"Yes, yes I do. Please, just let me."

She sighed, knowing she wasn't going to win, "Fine."

He got up and pulled her up with him, "Great. Meet me at the beach at this time next week."

She looked confused but smiled, "OK."

He hugged her and it took Shamara by surprise.

'Wow, he's so warm and gentle. God, he smells nice, like coffee and motor oil… I could get used to this…'

'Oh my God, she's so sweet and caring. Why isn't Shane like that? What's that? Butter and vanilla. I could get used to this…'

They pulled away from each other, after an embrace that lasted quite sometime, but neither noticed. He looked at her and she looked back at him, "Well, see you tomorrow I guess."

"Yeah, see you then."

They both walked away into the darkness in opposite directions, each occasionally looking back at the other.

A/N: So, what you think? Let me know and I'm open to any suggestions on how Hunter can thank her. I'm not sure what to write yet. Let me know if you have any ideas. Thanks again!