Guess who's baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack. That's right ladies and gentlemen, it's your friendly neighborhood writer, back with something a little different this time. Hope you enjoy.

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You know me. You know who I am, what my favorite colors are, who my friends are, what I do for a living and what my real job is all about. You know who I've dated, where I went to school, what I do for fun and every other minute and miniscule detail of my life down to what I've done with my hair recently. At least you think you do.

Turns out there's another chapter to my never ending life of craziness.

Sometimes, when I tell this story, I don't even know where to begin with it. So many things have happened to me, more so than any other person who has ever stepped foot on this planet. No one has had to go through the things I've gone through day after day, week after weak, month after month and year after year.

I don't want to make it sound like my life's horrible, because it's not. I'd say I'm a pretty good looking guy, I've got great friends, a job I really like doing and a house that I worked hard for. Not to mention I have a beautiful wife who I love more than anything in the world. I guess you could say we were high school sweethearts to some extent.

So you can see that I have a pretty good life, it's just the road that it took to get here was a lot bumpier than I would have liked it to be. But hey, I don't need to tell you that because you already know my story and it's one that the average person would never believe if they hadn't seen it first-hand just like you did.

Even though you didn't walk in my shoes or fight the same monsters I fought, you know what I've been through and you're one of the lucky ones for getting to be a part of something as special as that. One day, when you're older and married and have kids, you'll pull out some old VHS tape from a dusty box in the attic and you'll tell your kids to sit down and watch it with you.

You'll explain who I am and who my friends are, what we did and the trials and triumphs we faced together while you show off your collection of action figures and use them to stage mock battles with your kids. Your wife will shake her head, embarrassed that your playing with toys while you continue to play, oblivious to how "immature" or "dumb" an outsider would perceive it to be.

But it's okay and there's really no reason to be embarrassed because, sometimes, we never really out grow our childhood at all. If we did, I certainly wouldn't be in the position to tell you my story, now would I? I wake up every morning and thank my lucky stars that I didn't outgrow my childhood because life would be a hell of a lot more boring if I had.

You all know that I moved to Angel Grove when I was a teenager, became the Evil Green Ranger thanks to Rita, became good thanks to Jason, joined the Power Rangers, dated Kimberly Hart, lost my powers, came back, lost them again, came back as the White Ranger, lost my powers again, became a ninja, lost those powers (seeing a pattern?), came back as Zeo Ranger Five, Red, had Kimberly break up with me in a letter, started dating Katherine Hillard, became evil thanks to King Mondo, became good thanks to Jason and Kat and then became the Red Turbo Ranger before leaving the team and giving my role as leader to TJ Johnson.

You also should know that I came back for a special Red Ranger mission to the moon to stop the last of the Machine Empire from digging up Lord Zedd's personal Zord, Serpentera. I'm sure you also know that I became interested in paleontology and discovered the Dino Gems along with Anton Mercer who later became Mesogog, then I created the Dino Thunder Rangers and then became the Black Ranger, donning my fourth, and hopefully last, color as a Power Ranger.

Like I said, it's been a bumpy road to say the least, but you'll never hear me complain because it turned out better than I could have ever imagined. At this very moment, my wife is stuck in traffic on her way to work which is where I should be too but I made a decision and called in sick this morning. Everyone has to play hooky every once in a while, right? A guy's gotta stay sane somehow.

So, I called my boss who, coincidentally, used to be one of Mesogog's generals, put on my best sick voice and told her that I had come down with a small case of the stomach flu and that I would hopefully be back to school on Monday. She told me to enjoy my three-day weekend with a hint of sarcasm in her voice and wished me good luck in feeling better by Monday.

I'm not sick, in fact I haven't been sick in years. I guess getting sick was never in the cards for a Power Ranger, unless you happened to be Kimberly and missed one of the weirdest missions ever to a planet called Edinoi to help a guy named Dex but that's neither here nor there. I stayed home today because there is a story that you haven't yet heard and I think it's about time that you finally heard it.

This story, this epic journey of my life takes place shortly after Conner, Ethan, Trent, Kira and myself destroyed Mesogog and lost our powers in the process. The kids were preparing to leave for their respective colleges and I needed a vacation so I did what any responsible teenager-turned-Power Ranger- turned-teacher-turned-Power Ranger would do. I took a year off, left my home in Reefside for the guest bedroom in the house of an old friend and discovered who I am. I still can't believe it took almost 30 years but it was definitely worth it.

This story doesn't involve crazy villains, monsters, legendary powers or Zords so if that's what you're looking for, let me apologize in advance because you won't see much, if any, of that stuff. This is about how I walked away from everything I was familiar with and took a gamble which, in the end, paid off more than I could have ever hoped for.

But, like the rest of my life, it definitely wasn't easy, that's for sure. So sit back, strap on your seatbelts, grab your favorite beverage, relax and enjoy the ride. Here's hoping this story is better than any thing you already know about me. Hopefully I tell this story right this time around because sometimes, as you know, I tend to forget things here and there.

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It all started on an extremely unpleasant and scorching hot day in the middle of summer, right after we had defeated Mesogog and gotten Anton Mercer back. As is turns out the guy was a little guilty about everything he had done and he had practically begged me to let him pay me back for saving him.

Of course, I told him that I was just doing my job and that there really was no need for any type of "pay back." Even though high school science teachers don't make a lot of money, I was not going to accept any sort of reward for what the team had done. At least that's what I thought but that's for another part of this story.

So, like I said it was a damn hot day and I was sitting in the air-conditioned haven that was known as Haley's Cyberspace Café. You know the place, it's owned by Haley who's a friend of mine from college and who helped me with the Dino Thunder Rangers.

The sound of teenagers drinking coffee concoctions with names I can't pronounce, surfing the web, chatting with each other and playing video games echoed throughout the café while I sat at a table by myself, checking emails. Normally, a nearly 30 year-old high school science teacher wouldn't be hanging around a place like this but normal isn't exactly the best adjective to describe a guy like me. Besides, it reminds me of the Youth Center and the noise of teenagers takes me back and helps to keep me relaxed. Normal? Yeah, right.

I had just logged in to my email account and was in the process of taking a drink from my strawberry smoothie when I saw that I had an email from an old friend marked "URGENT: READ NOW." I immediately set the drink down and opened the message only to see that it wasn't as important as the subject had alluded to. It was from Jason and it read something like this.

Hahahahaha. I can just see the look on your face now. "URGENT:READ NOW" Hahaha you must have been panicking when you saw that. Just kidding bro, you know I love you. Insert awkward silence here… Aaaaanyways, what have you been up to man? I heard about what happened down there in Reefside with that Mesogog guy. Man that's some pretty crazy stuff. I don't know why I'm even sending you this email because you'll probably say no but I'm kinda going through my mid-life crisis. Yeah, I know, I'm only 27 but I'm way older than that in Ranger years so I guess it balances out in the end. Back to what I was saying before, I'm getting antsy stuck in this house man. I know you saw that I retired from professional fighting and now I have a ton of money and nothing to do with it. Wanna come down up to the old stomping grounds and spend Jason's money with him? Please, Tommy. I'm begging you. HELP ME OUT!!! HAHA. Anyways, shoot me an email or give me a call if you want to hang out with your best bud for a little bit. It's been awhile and we need to get together anyway especially now that you don't have any superhero duties to perform.

Love,

Jason

I couldn't help but laugh out loud in the middle of the café when I finished the email. I knew Jason had made a killing with fights all over the U.S. and in places like Japan, Great Britain, Germany and Russia. His tornado kick was one of legend and no man ever lasted more than a few minutes in a fight with Jason.

Watching some of his fights on pay-per-view made me realize two things. The first was that I was the only person who could ever give Jason a good fight. The second was that I wasted forty bucks a month to see Jason fight for three minutes, have his arm raised and walk out with a girl on each arm.

Maybe it was jealousy that Jason was leading this famous life and I had spent years as a Ranger, saving the world and had nothing to really show for it but after reading his email, I realized I was going to capitalize on this as much as he would let me.

I asked Haley to keep an eye on my laptop, pulled out my cell phone and walked outside. Laughter was the only thing I could manage when "Big Poppa" by Notorious B.I.G. began to play and I waited for Jason to answer. I was humming the tune loudly, catching odd glares from pedestrians when I heard the line click.

"Tommy, bro. What's up?" Jason answered "I take it you got my email?"

"Haha, yeah. I guess you could say that. So you want Uncle Tommy to help you spend all your money, huh?" I joked with him "I think that can be arranged. What do you have in mind?"

"To be honest man, nothing. I just need someone to hang out with 'cause I'm going crazy here by myself," he replied "I've got no plans, millions and millions of dollars and not a damn thing to do for the rest of my life until someone calls and asks me to do a reality show for washed up celebrities which means I have about two years of free time. I just want to live the dream before it lives me man."

"Two years, huh? That's a long time do nothing. I've got summer off from school though and I think I could spare a month or so for my little Jason. How about I come up this weekend because I still have a few things to take care of here."

"Three days is a long time to wait, bro. But I'll manage. Be here on Saturday around two 'cause you know I won't be up before noon."

"Haha, alright, bro. I'll talk to you later. Peace."

"Later, bro."

That three minute phone call to Jason which I thought was just an invitation to hang would turn out to be the stepping stone to the craziest two year period of my life. On that day I got sucked into a life that would change who I was forever. No longer would I be the responsible man who wore a lab coat and glasses or mentored young teenagers or fought huge monsters on a daily basis.

In fact, I was just a few short days away from reliving my childhood the way it was supposed to be lived. Sure, it was ten years later than the average person but with my best friend at my side and no crazy bad guys to stand in our way we were going to "live the dream" as Jason referred to it.

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My alarm clock went off at nine that Saturday morning and I was like a kid on Christmas. I had packed my bags the night before, so all I had to do was shower, get dressed, hop in my Jeep and make the drive to Angel Grove.

The hot water felt good and helped wake me up a little bit. It was ten-thirty by the time I made my way out the door. I didn't want to leave until eleven or so but the severe lack of edible food in my fridge threw a wrench in my plans so I left a half-hour early with the nearest fast-food restaurant in my sights.

I munched on sausage and egg muffins and hash brown patties, driving down the freeway towards the complete 180 that my life was about to become. I should have known when I almost hit a cow that had somehow escaped it's pasture and was now walking across the freeway that this trip was going to be different, to say the least but I continued on until I reached Angel Grove, the place where it all began.

Jason had never been one to be extravagant and his house was proof of that. It was a nice home in a gated community but with the money he had, it could have been a lot bigger and a lot more secluded with out a dent being put in his bank account.

I had just climbed out of my Jeep and was going for my two black duffel bags when I heard Jason's front door open and then slam shut. He was walking towards me with what appeared to be backpacks, one red and one white of course.

"Hurry up with your bags and get in here, bro. We don't have all day," he called to me as I made my way up the driveway towards the house. Just as I got a few feet from the door, he ducked back in the house and locked the door behind him, leaving me stranded outside with two big duffel bags.

"Haha, very funny, Jase," I muttered "Guess I'll just go back to Reefside and let you spend your summer alone since I'm clearly not welcome here."

I made fake stomping noises with my feet and smiled when the door flung back open. Jason grabbed my bags out of my hands and threw them into the house without saying a word. He stepped out of the house again, grabbed the two backpacks off the floor and playfully threw his arm around my shoulder, leading me towards the garage.

"It's good to see you, man. I missed you," he said as he entered a code on the side-panel of the garage. I watched in awe as I saw the cars that Jason had. I got to drive some nice cars when I was racing but his collection was incredible. He had everything from a customized Bel-Air to a brand new Corvette but we weren't going to be dealing with those today.

"Same here, man," I replied still in shock "So what don't we have all day for, bro? What are we doing?"

He opened the trunk of his black Denali and threw the backpacks into them next to two snowboards, again red and white and then turned around with a smile on his face.

"Let's go," he answered, completely ignoring my question.

"Go where?" I asked, refusing to let Jason take me somewhere with snowboards in the middle of summer. Not to mention the fact that there wasn't a mountain around for at least two-hundred miles. "Where are we going man?"

"Skydiving," he replied "I didn't get to do it with you guys before and when I saw you guys on TV for that fundraiser thingy I realized I wanted to do it and I still haven't. So come on, man, let's go already."

I rolled my eyes and shook my head a little before opening the door of the SUV and allowing Jason to lead me to something I hadn't done in over ten years.

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Okay so this story is extremely experimental for me. I'm writing it solely from Tommy's perspective and I really hope you guys like the first chapter. There will be more but I have no idea what my posting schedule is going to look like but you know that I'll try my hardest to post semi-regularly. Review and let me know what you think!