(Authors note: Translation of the word Gōrudo, is 'Gold', so there is no confusion.)

"Scrap eater!"

"Carbon based!"

"Spike sucker!"

"Fleshey!"

"Metal head!"

"Weakling!"

I am stuck in the middle of it….My two dear friends, fighting one another…Leave it to the females to do nothing but spit insults at one another…We are in the forest on the path, and my…well…I guess girlfriend, since shes the first to show love to me, and, NeziGōrudo, are there arguing over me. My friend arguing with Gōrudo, is named Sasha. A tall African-american, with black hair, and a GORGEOUS body! But not to be fooled with, as she possesses great power.

Who am I?

I am NeziBurū to my team, though Psycho Blue to the Americans, I choose to go by my original Japanese name, having downloaded the English language years ago, I now speak both fluently...And man, this story is crazy…Perhaps I should start at the beginning…

Sasha sits on her porch enjoying the night air. Her mind wandering off, wondering what new adventure will arise for her. When suddenly, comes a shout, that drags her back to reality!

"INCOMING!" The voice shouts, as a blue figure suddenly falls from the sky, into the side of her home, taking down part of the wall as it hit it. "Ow..."

Startled, she teleports to the location and sees me, the one and only Psycho Blue. " A Psycho Ranger!" She jumps and gets into her fighting stance, ready to spring at any sign of aggression, asking but one thing.

"What brings you here!?"

But, there is no response, no movement, the impact knocking me unconscious, and, bleeding fairly badly. She sees that I am injured, standing over me, she uses her witch healing powers to heal my wounds. While I am healed, I am still dizzy from the impact, my processors throbbing. Which is, in human-speak, a headache. I groan as I sit up.

"Uh...Where...Where am I…"

"You are in Angel Grove.." She replies, helping me up. As I stand on my feet, I stumble a bit, showing my equilibrium isn't balanced, which will return to normal, in time.

"Still sore...I was knocked far...the accident...I...I remember it all too well..." I hold my head at the memory, the sound of the blast echoes in my mind, like an internal scar.

"What accident?" She asks, tilting her head slightly in curiosity. I look to her fully, regaining my balance and standing normally.

"Burakku…commandeered…a human lab and was doing some crazy experiment...which blew up in his face...and mine...last time I work with him in a lab filled with volatile chemicals...Names NeziBurū."

"I see, and I'm Sasha Campbell…So, are you going to be ok?" Her voice filled with concern for me. I notice it too, but write it off as simple useless human emotion.

"...Systems functioning at normal capacity, optics online, scanners online, map is...not online...but repairable.." I stand slowly, looking around, the large mansion before me catching my optics for a few seconds, before returning my gaze and focus back to her.

"Well that's good so what are you doing here?" More caution in her words than care, a wise demeanor around a Neziranger.

"I was just blasted here against my will...What are you anyways...?" My mind going back to when she had healed me, no data present of humans being capable of such a power, not counting doctors or hospitals, since such a treatment is not instantaneous.

"I'm a human a witch, and the gold mystic force ranger." She smiles at this proclamation, clearly taking pride in it. I, however, show disdain towards that newfound fact..

"Oy, another Ranger..." I grunt in distaste, and turn my back on her, though she continues to interact with me. Such interaction wheels me with conflict and confusion. Only adding to the thought of humans being nothing but a weak link that only wants to fight, a worthless species, with worthless emotions that only cause problems when around.

"You know what, I can make sure that you don't exist, and my witch powers make me even stronger!"

I look back at her, still not facing her, my voice bland. "Your only reinforcing the stereotype..."

"Well you're the one that started it saying I'm just another ranger! Don't underestimate the power of a ranger, especially one that's a witch!"

"They are all the same to me...except the Blue one...You humans emote in the strangest of ways..."

"What's so different about the blue one, and what do you mean?"

Her question catches me off guard, as I face her. Pausing for a moment to find the right words. "He is my...how you humans say...my Prime Directive."

"Oh, I see, well, it's not happening while I'm around." She smirks, getting a bit too heroic for my tastes, like I ever cared for such things.

"I must find him!...But he continues to evade my grasp...and Tomahawk..."

"Tomahawk? And there's more than blue ranger to deal with.."

"Yeah, that's my primary weapon...and he is my only concern...You...wouldn't understand…and I know of the other rangers, they are not my concern or directive." I look away, avoiding her gaze. After all, how can one make a human, understand a machines concept?

"Maybe I would, like I said, you don't know me, and shouldn't underestimate me." She speaks with a bit of pride in her voice, such a tone reminds me of NeziReddo, though I keep quiet on him and the other team members.

"Easy for you to say, human, you have a choice, I, do not." I cross my arms over my chest, now staring at her, as we lock eyes/optics.

"Why is that?" Sasha asks innocently, which makes me raise an optic ridge. My scanners still having trouble getting a reading on her. This headache I have still is not making things easier for me either.

"It's programmed into me, my...obsession, I guess you could say...that, and human emotions, that aren't obsession, anger, evil, or anything dark, I have no comprehension of..."

"I see, well, you could learn them, if you want." Her words echo in my mind, learning human emotions, such a laughable concept!

"How, I try to get a drink of oil, and the mechanic man selling it runs away, I try to open a bank account in Japan, and the police try to arrest me and shoot at me, and seeking the Blue one is taking up a ton of time...No one to teach me such things."

"I will do so."

"You?"

"Yes, me."

"I think, you waste your time on me...I am a Psycho Ranger, why would you, or anyone not on my team, care for me, in any way...Does not compute..."

She pauses for a moment, this time she is the one struggling to find her words. "Because there's something different about you that I like, and I want to get to know you more…Because you could have easily killed me by now but you didn't.." She had me beat! She was right! I could have easily terminated her, but I diddn't! I grunt a bit, thinking about the situation, and weighing my options, before reaching my own conclusion.

"You have my full attention...I got a deal for you then..."

"Ok, I'm listening.." Her voice just as serious as mine, or am I just imagining it?

"I won't kill you, if you help me find a secondary directive..."

"Ok, deal, and what kind of secondary directive?" She questions, again with the questions, I have killed people who diddn't question this much!

"...No idea.."

"Ok, well we will find that out together, huh?" She smiles, such a sight is recorded onto my processors, though for unknown reason, even to myself, as it happens before I can even stop myself. I shake it off, thinking it's just a glitch that stuck around from my fall.

"Apparently so...also..." I look to the part of your home that was destroyed upon my impact. Thinking I should show at least SOME emotion, whether I understand it or not, to make it seem like I cared enough to try. "...Sorry..I did not intend to break your dwelling..."

She smiles slightly, walking over to the hole. "No, its ok, I can fix it, watch!"

Using her witch powers, she quickly fixes it, as good as new, without even really trying.

"Nice!...Internal clock reads it is now two in the morning..." I report, hoping it will make this move along faster, as I have grown antsy from this prolonged human interaction, and anxious to end said interaction as soon as possible,

"Wow, I didn't know it was that late" She frowns slightly, looking to the stars in the sky for a brief second, before back to me.

"I haven't recharged in a few days either..."

"Well, you can rest inside."

"Rest?..." I walk inside slowly, looking around, curiously.

"It's ok, dont be shy, and In your case, rest means to recharge."

"Always wary of my surroundings, young lady, always.." My optics widens when I realize what I had just called her, I shake it off, hoping it goes unnoticed.

"Oh, ok, I understand." She smiles faintly, as we walk inside together.

"Defense mechanism, I suppose..." I see the kitchen table, mistaking it for a berth I am to use that night there, it reminds me a bit of my berth in the lab back at the base, climbing onto it. Sasha runs over, in a partial panic.

"Wait, don't do that, I eat food on this table, and cook on it, Its not a bed!"

"That's right, humans require such stuff...not a berth?" I climb down quickly, not making a mess of anything, as she smiles at my naivetés. She even laughs!

"It's ok, you didn't know, Blue."

"Where do I recharge then, dear lady?" I do my best to keep a polite and positive attitude, which is fairly difficult, and, trying on my nerves.

"You can, in this spare bedroom." She takes me to a spare room, which, despite being a spare, is still classy. Which makes me think of the entire mansion, how hard she must have worked for such things, and for such a huge home.

"Looks like the thing in Doctor Hinelar's quarters..." I walk over to the bed, examining it closely. The mattress, the covers and pillow, new concepts to me.

"It's really comfortable." She smiles, assuring me. I nod and jump onto it, flat on my back, starting to relax a bit. Another thing I have yet to experience in a while, is relaxing, to the point where I almost forgot how. She smiles and stands by the side of the bed. "Do you need anything?"

Such a peculiar question, to come from a ranger, directed to me. I would ask for oil, but don't want to be a bother at the moment. Especially at such a late hour. "...I think I am fine, domo arigato, Sasha-chan."

She raises an eyebrow, staring confused at me, and my dialect. "I'm sorry, what does that mean?"

"It means, 'Thank you very much, Lady Sasha.'."

"You're very welcome, and good night." She smiles, closing the door to the room, leaving me in darkness. I sit up in bed and get on my com link, contacting my team.

"Yes…..She is trusting, but bad judge of character….I am in…I will report back with whatever I find useful….Until then, NeziBurū, signing out…" I smile evilly, hardly able to wait till the next day, as I fall into recharge on the bed. Though I wouldn't admit it, it was the first comfortable sleep I have had in a long time.