Warning: This is a Time Travel story involving Generational rifts...I've tried to keep all characters in character, let me know if something happens. This story is going through each episode just will Nikki written in...I've also tried to not make her too likeable but likeable enough that you don't want to see her fail.

Second Warning: This story contains sexual references and crude language, often not appreciated by Power Rangers

Synopsis: After a fight with Time Warp, Nikki discovers that she has been sent back to 93, where her parents are Punk Skull and Pinky Kim

Okay, so I've worked on this story for a while and pulled it from the treasure trove, did some editing here and there and decided to put it up. I was and still am writing his for myself, I tried looking through fanfiction for a story like this...I don't want to look like a copycat but I can't find one so I decided to put it up.

I half some of the story done but not all of it. I will quicken it up if people want so that they can read it in a timely manner this is my current plan for this fic is that when the story is finished I will upload one chapter every week but if people like this story I'll update faster - for every ten reviews (2 alerts is 1 review) I will speed up my updating by one day, I think it seems fair. I hate giving reviews too so if you don't want to don't worry about, it will still be put up, I just won't be so concerned about getting on the internet to upload it at 3:30 in the morning. So for the first ten reviews it will go to an update once a week, after that it does up per day. Just so I can gauge a reaction.

Important note: Most of this story is in 1st person because if I write everything from Nikki's perspective then I don't have to write as much, if she's not with the Rangers I don't have to write their dialogue or fights, that's really the only reason for it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Power Rangers or any other recognizable things found within this storyline including but not limited to: Dr. Dre, Cher, Star Trek 4, Lord of the Rings, Star Wars, etc.

I sat annoyed, tapping my pencil against the textbook on the coffee table as my twin brother watched the footage of the Power Rangers yet again. I needed to get this project done for Mrs. Appleby's class tomorrow about heritage and I had yet to start it.

"Spike," I yelled annoyed, "Go in your room and watch that, there isn't anything that you haven't noticed the first six times, you're not going to notice anything now."

"Hush, I gotta get this down. Tomorrow Uncle Bulk and I are planning on discovering their identities," he stated scooting closer to the TV. It was funny when you actually thought about it. Uncle Bulk already knew the identities of this generation of the Power Rangers (me included); he was just going along with Spike because he didn't have anything better to do. Bulkmeier's had done so well once Mr. Oliver had left to teach Karate and MMA…and Judo…and Tai Kwon Do, that they began popping up all over California and Uncle Bulk retired. He had gotten bored and started hanging out with Spike…that was probably a mistake.

"You are?" Dad asked curiously from the couch, watching the exchange with interest. He was busy grading papers for his theoretical physics class at Cal-Tech. He'd been a professor there for a couple of years now but hadn't made ten-year yet. He adjusted the glasses on his nose and looking over the footage on the TV for a second. "That Silver Ranger sure knows what she's doing," he commented, looking toward me with a smirk. It was weird that my Dad knew that I was a Ranger but my Mom had told me that we don't keep secrets in our house…other than from Spike.

"Eugene," Mom called from the kitchen, appearing in the doorway covered in a sticky substance I could only guess was cake batter of some sort; my Mom loved to bake, she just didn't love eating it. She became an Olympic Coach after she tore her ACL in a National Gymnastics Competition but she wouldn't let herself go, I thought that was a nice thought.

"Yeah, Kim," Dad called, not bothering to turn around as he continued to stare down at the exams he was grading for his class. The semester was ending in a couple days and he had to get those grades in.

"I could use some help," she mentioned from around the corner.

"You look like you have it under control," he remarked casually, his eyes still darting back and forth between the TV screen and the Term Papers on the table, not once turning to her.

"Do I?" Mom asked, coming up behind him and rubbing batter across his cheek.

"Sorry hun," he smirked, laughing at her condition, "I'm coming."

"So…you wanna help find the Rangers with us tomorrow," Spike asked excitedly.

"Not really," I sighed, looking at him annoyed, "You're not going to figure it out…their too smart for that."

"Well Uncle Bulk and I are meeting in the park tomorrow morning, in case you change your mind."

"Tomorrow's a school day," I replied, shaking my head.

"So? After I figure out who the Power Rangers are I won't need school; I'll be rich and famous."

"That sounds stupid," I told him, rolling my eyes. I heard my Blackberry buzz and eyed the text on it. It was from Jenna, better known as the Yellow Ranger, she was a 16 year old Brazilian girl. She moved to California as a foreign exchange student and never left; you wouldn't know she'd only learned English three years ago.

U comin – Jenna wrote

Gotta ask still – I had honestly forgotten to ask about spending the night, I wasn't that organized.

U haven't asked, bitch I dont hav time 4 these games – only Jenna is allowed to call me Bitch

I no bitch I'll ask now – I replied, smirking and running to the kitchen to find my parents all necking and shit.

"Geez guys, afternoon delight or what?" I remarked all grossed out, as I stood outside the kitchen entryway.

"It wasn't nearly that far," Mom smirked, letting go of Dad and turning to me.

"Yeah, that's how babies are made," Dad added, blatantly mocking me, "Don't you want another brother."

"Ha ha, very funny," I replied sarcastically, earning a grin from the two.

"Why are you bothering us during our baby making," Dad asked, still mocking me.

"Can I stay over at Jenna's tomorrow night and for the rest of the week?"

"I don't care," Mom replied.

"Sweet," I answered running back to my room to pack.

I finished packing my stuff into my duffle bag the next morning. I'd forgotten to finish the night before. I double checked the list I made so that I didn't forget anything. I'd grabbed about two times the amount of clothes I needed, my I-pod, my external hard drive, my USB printer, and my laptop.

My cell phone rang and I looked to see 'SPIKE', in illuminated letters on the Blackberry screen; I sighed, shoving my laptop and portable USB printer into the bag before answering it.

"Whadda ya want Spike?" I asked him exasperated, throwing the bag over my shoulder and heading out of the house.

"It's a monster thing," he sputtered out, not that it surprised me all that much.

"A monster thing?" I questioned, "What kind of monster thing?"

"You know…a monster. Like the kind that the Power Rangers fight."

"Wait," I stated, pausing just outside the park, "You mean like a monster monster?"

"Yeah," Spike hollered into the phone, "What did you think I meant?"

"Where's Uncle Bulk?" I questioned confused.

"He's not here yet," he yelled, breathing heavy like he was running.

"I'm coming; where are you?" I asked him desperately.

"The park, by the lake," he responded, "And hurry, he looks really mad."

I ran as fast as my feet would carry me. I needed to save my brother… even if he was an idiot. I found a clearing in the park where he and the monster stood, facing each other.

"Nikki," Spike shouted happily as I found my way to his side, my MMA duffel bag still slung over one shoulder.

"Ahhh," the monster bellowed out, smirking, "If it isn't the Silver Ranger."

"Silver Ranger…" Spike shouted excited, looking behind us, "Where? I don't see her."

The monster seemed to ignore him and addressed me directly, "I am Time Warp, a monster so powerful that I cannot be detected by that ridiculous watch."

Now Spike paused, looking at my watch, my silver watch; like he was piecing it together… very slowly, "You're the Silver Ranger. Seriously, I've been working for months with Uncle Bulk trying to determine the identities of the Power Rangers and you were one of them. Why didn't you tell me?"

"I'm sorry Spike," I said turning to him, and coincidentally ignoring the monster, "It's just…"

"Enough," Time Warp bellowed, shooting a yellowish ray in our direction, I was about to duck out of its way when I realized that it was actually aimed at Spike. The swirling ray illuminated his entire body and I watched him disappear right in front of my eyes.

"SPIKE," I screamed angrily before turning to the monster, "What did you do with him?"

"I sent him back," the monster stated cryptically, "And now it's your turn." The ray came in my direction and I wouldn't have been able to avoid it.

"It's Morphin' Time," I shouted loudly, both letting the suit cover my body and moving the bag to the ground the same instant as the ray struck my body. It felt like I was going through a black hole, like every molecule in my body was being ripped apart. I screamed but no sound came out.

Less than an instant later it was over. I looked around to see that everything was in the same spot. The trees didn't look as big but other than that it was about the same. I set my backpack on the ground as my morph completed and ran toward the monster to find that it was gone. I sighed, powering down and looking around me. I couldn't seem to find anything; Time Warp and Spike were both gone.

It was my fault that Spike was gone. I wanted to cry but a true Ranger couldn't cry, they just fixed the problem. I sighed, throwing my sack back over my shoulder and headed to school. I couldn't be late. I wasn't even there most of the time with all of the Ranger battles; I needed to at least attempt to go to class when the monsters weren't around. I couldn't just stand around in the park waiting for him to come back.

I walked into Angel Grove High, sighing as I made my way towards my locker. I ignored the other people around me. I didn't really care what they were doing, my brother was gone. I stood at my locker and twisted in the combination but nothing happened; it wouldn't open. I grumbled to myself, trying it four more times before I felt a looming presence standing behind me.

"That's my locker," the voice said. I turned around to argue when I noticed that it was Spike. I was about to hug him uncontrollably when I realized that it wasn't him…that could've been awkward.

"Who are you?" I asked curiously, seriously confused.

"I'm Skull," he responded, before turning to the boy beside him, "And this here is Bulk."

"Holy Shit," I shouted, my eyes wide. Everyone in the hall seemed to hear me and turned. It was then that I noticed the terrible neon clothing choices, I was in another world…but probably it was just the 90's. It did say so on the poster hanging on the wall about some science fair. I wanted to scream and cry and hug my Dad all at the same time, or none of the above; I couldn't quite decide.

I looked and noticed five kids hanging out together by a row of lockers, one in red, one in blue, one in black, one in yellow, and one that looked like my mom in pink; and of course they were all staring at me after I had just cussed really loudly in the hallway.

"So who are you?" Bulk asked aggravated.

"I'm…my name is Nicole," I told him nervously. What if they thought I looked familiar? Not that I assumed they would, but everyone said that I took after mom and Spike took after Dad…clearly they were right; I just confused the two.

"Oh," Bulk responded, looking me over curiously. Like every Power Ranger ever, I dressed my color. My dark wash blue jean jacket interlaced with silver only went half way down my top half with patches and pins covering it, layered over a black tee-shirt with a sliver skull and cross bones. I was wearing black skinny jeans and those knee-high black converse. I even had a silverish/gray streak in my brown hair. It wasn't really the style of the time, and probably a bit punk. They probably thought I looked strange, they were probably right.

"So are you new?" Skull asked curiously.

"Oh…um…yeah," I stuttered out, "I'm just starting today… I thought this was my locker…sorry." I started to wander away, even a couple of tears forming in my eyes. Seeing Dad young was just bringing back memories of Spike and how he was gone.

"Wait," Skull shouted; his hand on my shoulder to keep me from leaving the hall. I was about to whip around and strike his face on reflex but the group of multicolored teens came up from the side.

"Are you okay?" the girl in yellow asked concerned.

"Are these jerks bothering you?" Mom added.

"No," I huffed, rubbing my eyes with my sleeve, "I'm fine."

"She's crying," the suave black guy asked.

"What did you guys do?" the guy in red demanded angrily.

"Nothing," Bulk defended.

"Yeah, we didn't do anything," Skull added.

"No it's fine," I stated, I didn't need to create any mishaps on my…was it my first day? "I'm just emotional because…I had to leave my last school suddenly." Yeah…that worked. "Well, I gotta go…you know enrolling and all."

I walked away, quickly and got to the front office. Technically it wasn't a lie, I would need to sign up for school and now that I'd been seen; I might as well.

I wasn't sure how I'd gotten away with forging all of the documents but I figure they don't do a lot of email and googling to make sure that everything was legit. I'd be able to get away with it for at least a couple of weeks, maybe even months.

I'd gotten to class long after it'd started. Everyone looked at me as I walked in, awkwardly standing in the doorway.

"You must be the new student," Ms. Appleby stated, coming toward me, shaking my hand, and guiding me to the front of the room. She was a lot younger than the Mrs. Appleby that I had. The Mrs. Appleby I knew was a chain smoker with a biker husband with one of those white ponytails. She stood addressing the class, "This is Nicole Skullovich." I heard the class gasp and look back to Skull who turned to hear Bulk ask him something before he shrugged in confusion.

Now this was the plan and not an error in judgment as it would seem. I thought about it as I filled out the paperwork earlier, about the fact that I was homeless in this time. But I knew one thing about Grandma Skullovich and that was that she never turned away family. So if I came into this as the second cousin with no place to stay I knew Skull's Mom wouldn't turn me away. So there was a plan, farfetched as it was.

"I'm not sure how you're related to Eugene, if at all but it would seem that it's the only available seat. I'm sorry," Ms. Appleby remarked. I found the comment really rude but didn't say anything as I moved to the back and sat beside Skull and kiddie corner to Bulk in the back of the room.

"I'm sorry I made you cry," Skull apologized looking down, clearly apologetic.

"You didn't make me cry," I huffed annoyed, I was a Ranger and Rangers don't cry, "I was just out of my element. My parents had to travel far away on business and my twin brother went with them but I wasn't able to," I told him, lying through my teeth. "My mom told me that my grandma and your grandma were sisters and that I should try to stay with you guys."

"Really," he asked, bewildered. It was true my Grandma had said that she had an aunt whom she had never met but who she would welcome with open arms. I guess it was time to test the theory.

"That's crazy," Skull said, mulling it over, "I never knew that you existed. But hey, you can back to the house with me after school and we'll talk there, who knows."

"Thanks," I said smiling.

"Eugene, Nicole, I understand that your catching up, but could you please not talk during my class."

"It's Nikki," I interrupted; it was weird always being called Nicole.

"My apologies…but as you can see I call everyone by their REAL names, and I will be doing the same for you."

"She doesn't like me very much does she?" I asked curiously.

"She never likes a Skullovich," Bulk commented with a laugh.

Bulk and Skull led me to the Gym and Juice bar after school; said that they never went straight home, if they made a habit of it then their parents would know when they had detention. It was a sound argument. I did the same thing; maybe that was how dad always seemed to know. We wandered in when the insanity started.

"Hey," Skull brought up curiously.

"What's goin' on in here?" Bulk asked no one in particular.

"It's the fair," I told them, pulling the paper flyer of the wall, "4th annual it says here. This is my first day and I know more about what's going on than you do."

"Whatever…It's not like we care anyway," Bulk stated bored, hefting up his pants.

"Yeah, if it's a fair, where are all the rides?" Skull added.

"It's a science fair," Bulk and I say simultaneously.

"Man, we are in a room full of nerds," Bulk imputed.

Skull covered his face with his jacket as if he was going to catch something, "Let's get outta here. I don't wanna catch any nerditis."

"Nerditis, how old are you?" I asked laughing.

"Ahhhhh, quit your whining," Bulk commented sneakily, I wasn't sure if it was to me or Skull but I didn't really care, "Come on we're gonna have some fun." He grabbed Skull by the jacket who was still trying to cover his nose. I followed two steps behind, hands in my pockets as he led us to some kid who looked like he had some harpoon thing in his hand…not the person I'd wanna mess with so I hung a couple of steps farther back.

It was good thing too because a couple seconds after Skull had gotten a hold of it, Bulk's pants disappeared. Not a good look to see Uncle Bulk with no pants.

"Put it down Skull," the guy in blue stated, coming from out of nowhere…of course the guy with glasses hung out at Science fairs.

"Oh well, if it isn't the king geek himself," Bulk mocked to the guy in blue.

"Don't you feel a little out of place here…after all an IQ is required," he mocked right back.

"This is all the IQ I need," Bulk replied, showing off his fist.

Skull did the same following with, "Yeah, this is all the IQ I need."

"Bulk all you need is a club," the muscled guy in red began coming up from the corner, "You'd make a perfect cave man."

"Urra rrra," the black guy in the Bill Cosby sweater added.

"You are dust," Bulk growled out.

"Yeah you are dust," Skull mimicked.

"Temper temper," young Bill Cosby mocked before the two lunged at the two clearly more athletic boys. They were obviously outmatched, not that I'd assist them.

"Now you've got me really ticked," Skull bellowed from the ground, I'd never really heard dad mad much, it was weird. In a matter of seconds they were on a push cart and being wheeled into some gaudy machine some girl created. There wasn't any time to do anything.

"Transformation time," the girl in yellow stated in front of the cylinder.

"Two fashion makeovers coming up," mom/Kim added. This made me nervous. The last time Mom made over Dad it consisted of getting him to wear contacts instead of his little teacher glasses…it lasted four hours and he bitched the whole time.

Them coming out as women I didn't expect, I had to chase after them just so I didn't get lost. I was still supposed to go home with Skull. I ran after them until they disappeared into the locker room. There was no way I was going in there.

My watch suddenly vibrated, making the hair on my arm stand on end. I sighed, morphed, and transported myself to the location. Off in the distance I could see the rangers fighting some ridiculous eye covered monster. It was insane, recognizing a majority of the uniforms; I mean they were a bit different sure, but still close. But the mannerisms, they were completely different and it made me feel funny. Not really sad… I was done with that but it was still weird.

The rangers had already started fighting it and it had just shot some fireball looking thing out of itself…possibly its armpits when I arrived. The rangers stood up and were about to do something when they noticed me and they all stopped short. They just stared at me and I realized that I was now on stage and needed to prove myself.

Like my dinosaur the stegosaurus only to the nth degree, I allowed my suit to conform and grow a multitude of spikes like that of the dinosaur I stood for in varying sizes. I used the tiny rockets in my boots to spin myself in tight circles and flung myself at the monster. The spikes seemed to poke the eyes of the monster and it fell back in pain.

"Who are you?" the Red Ranger asked curiously.

"No time," I said in the deepest voice I could muster. I didn't need them to recognize me from the sound of my voice. I mean I could obviously tell them from theirs, "You need to bring your weapons together."

The Rangers looked to each other and nodded in understanding, unsheathing their weapons and joining them. The Red Ranger grabbed the combined weapon and aimed it at the monster. I followed suit and aimed my laser launcher and fired right alongside. The blast knocked him apart but he just reformed. Great. He shot two vampire Pac Man at us and it caused us all to fall back and over the cliff.

The Blue one decided that he was going to be deviating from the group to look for another eye and leave us with the red boobed eye thing.

"Eye spy some Power Rangers," he bellowed out before shooting the Vampire Pac Man out of its boob area again. I shot the now exposed boob eyes with my two laser launcher as the Pac Man attacked. It seemed to work, apparently the Pac Man things protected the boob eyes. It seemed to do something but apparently the Blue one got that stray eye because the monster started to self destruct. That was easier than any monster I've ever battled.

Then it grew.

I watched the Rangers reconvene but there was no way for me to help, the only reason I had my Power Ranger suit was because I was mid-morph during the time warp, there was no way that I had my Silver Steg Zord. My Steg Zord could combine with any other Megazord but it can't travel through time, space but not time. I stood from the ground and watched the other Rangers gather their zords and defeat the eye thing.

The twerp from the Science Fair shot out of it from somewhere and I was surprised he hadn't died from impact as the other Rangers gathered around him to make sure he was okay. After the kid left, the Rangers turned to me and asked,

"So who are you?"

"The Silver Ranger."

"Well we can see that," the Black Ranger commented.

"But WHO are you?" Yellow asked.

"I come from Reefside, in the North," I supplied, "I will come to help you when I can."

"Why are you talking in such a deep voice?" Red asked.

"Because I am a mature man," I bullshitted.

"But your outfit has a skit," Pink pointed out.

I sighed, but still talked in my husky man voice, "Whatever, I'm outta here," before teleporting away.

I stood in the science fair waiting for Bulk and Skull to finish when the Rangers walked back in, it was nice that my transporter was supersonic; it was just like I never left in their eyes. It was then that I saw Dad and Uncle Bulk come in wearing some blue and white striped towels that looked really weird. They'd clearly been showering but you could still see the make-up on their faces that they weren't able to get off.

"Okay guys…joke's over, we want our clothes back," Bulk stated in defeat.

"Yeah," Skull whined before deepening his voice, "We want our clothes back." His fake deep voice sounded like mine, scary. I'd need to work on a new deep voice tonight.

"Sure," mom stated, "We uh, washed and we sterilized them." She pointed to the yellow one and they both smirked as they ran off to get them. They pulled them out of the machine and they looked like they were for five year olds.

I sighed, "Come on guys, let's get you home." They nodded and we headed out, gaggles of laughter following us. The rangers were kinda jerks.

Mrs. Skullovich (Grandma) was more than happy to let me stay; she even had a guest room that she was more than happy to let me sleep in. It was originally Mary's, dad's sister, but she had gone off to New York to hit it big on Broadway and Mrs. Skullovich said that it left an empty hole of a female presence in the house.

I was officially unpacked about 45 minutes later. I had only been planning to stay 4 days at Jenna's so I didn't really have that much stuff with me. I knew I was going to need to go shopping; I always carried a couple hundred on me, despite my parents warning me not to. I just wasn't really in the mood, plus I didn't want to purchase and wear oversized plaid shirts, grandma jeans, and 98% polyester elastic shorts.

I just kept staring at the program built to find those monsters from the moon. I needed to know the second Time Warp showed up. He had said that he wouldn't show up on my watch, meaning that he was somehow able to avoid the tracking system that was able to detect and locate the DNA sequence of a non earth life forms. That was going to make the search a lot more difficult.

"Hey," Skull stated, knocking on the already open door. I looked up at him and quickly shut the laptop on the bed, "Bulk called and I'm gonna head back to Ernie's for some food, you wanna come."

"Didn't those geeks just completely humiliate you there?" I asked curiously.

"Yeah, but we don't really let those things bother us. If we did we would've moved away already. We just move on and it all blows over…besides Ernie's' food is the best."

"Count me in," I smirk, getting from the bed and heading out with Skull.

Bulk, Skull, and I were at Ernie's, the guys with sandwiches and I drinking a smoothie when the 'Ranger Gang' appeared.

"What do you losers want?" Bulk asked curiously.

"Yeah, what do you losers want?" Skull mirrored.

"We just wanted to introduce ourselves to Nikki," the black guy stated, making sure that he used my nickname to show that he listened back in Ms. Appleby's class, "I'm Zack."

"I'm Kimberly, but everyone calls me Kim," said mom…weird.

"I'm Trini," the pretty asian girl said.

The geeky guy in blue added, "My name is Billy."

"and I'm Jason," the muscle guy in red finished.

"If you ever get tired of these two idiots," Zack stated, motioning toward Bulk and Skull, "Come find us."

"Why don't use you say that to my face," Bulk growled getting up close to Zack.

"Yeah why don't you…wait what?" Skull trailed off.

"Whatever, I don't associate with people who publically humiliate misfits," I stated, raising my eyebrow, itching for a fight. "Well…bye," I waved sarcastically, indicating that I was done with the conversation. Maybe it wasn't good to make enemies with Power Rangers, but who ever said I make wise choices.

Note 1: Ms. Appleby is Mrs. Appleby in Nikki's time

Note 2: Spike is sent back because I didn't like the timeline of Samurai, it didn't make good sense. That's where he's sent by the way.

Note 3: I made Eugene a teacher of Theoretical Physics because a.) I know about that subject already, b.) Dr. Jason Narvy is a Professor just of theatre, and c.) Because Eugene is smarter than people give him credit for…I believe.

Note 4: There is no rhyme or reason to why Nikki is the Silver Ranger other than that I wanted her to be able to morph without stealing someone else's power coin, if she inherited pink from her mom, only one would have the power at any given time. I also didn't want it to be a color that didn't exist at some point in the future. Silver has been used, I've never seen a Purple or Orange Ranger so no thank you. And it's my thought that at some point in her future Spike would become Gold but it wouldn't be part of my story. A little off kilter tribute to RPM (siblings as Silver and Gold), terminator meets power rangers, nice.

So leave a review if you desire or don't, it's not going to stop me from writing it, just might make me not so concerned about the speed I update the online version. I also know that a lot of people hate it when people demand reviews for story, that's why I've said multiple times that no matter what I will update either way.