A/N: Yo, Dashon here, with a Power Rangers fic. Major OC usage for the first chapter or so, but there'll be some actual PR characters in upcoming chapters. Please R&R!

Disclaimer: I don't own Power Rangers, no matter how much I want to.

"I hate you Jacob!" Travis screamed from the backseat as I sped through traffic.

"Well excuse me for being late," I laughed.

"You're always late Jacob! Every time we plan something, you're late. Sometimes you don't even bother to show up! You've been doing this for two and a half years," Travis shouted over the blare of honking horns and screeching tires.

"I have my reasons, okay?" I said.

"Really? Tell me, I'd love to know," Travis said sarcastically.

"I can't tell you. Travis, why can't you be more like Mitch? " I asked. "He's so quite back there. Unlike you and all your questions."

"The only thing I'm wondering is where you've been getting all these nice things. I mean a white sports car? Why white?" Mitch asked from his spot in the backseat.

"Let's just say it's my color," I replied vaguely.

"Jacob, there's a gate. Jacob! Gate!" Travis yelled.

"I got it," I said as the brakes screeched stopping the car inches from the booth. "Man I love this car," I said, paying the toll. Travis gave a sigh of relief.

"Ugh. They haven't see me in four and half years and they're late!" my friend Mikayla grumbled, waiting at the airport in Seattle. "Oh, wow," Mikayla exclaimed as my car pulled up in front of her.

"Jacob's taxi service. You call us and we get here in a reasonable amount of time," I said stepping out of the car.

"Would that be an hour late?" Mikayla asked.

"Yes."

"Now give me a hug. I haven't seen you in forever. Where's Travis?" Mikayla asked after giving the death hug.

"JACOB! When the room stops spinning, I'm going to kill you. Oh, hi Mikayla," Travis said, also being hugged before he retreated back into the car.

"Sup," Mitch said. He didn't leave the car and was spared the hug of doom.

"Okay so how have you guys been," Mikayla asked settling into her spot in the passenger's seat

"Jacob's been Mister Busy and yet he's rolling in cool shit," Travis grumbled.

"I have my reasons Travis," I replied.

"Hmm so how's the college here- Holy Crap! Jacob, what the hell!" Mikayla yelled as some…things jumped in the road.

"Stay here," I ordered, getting out of car meeting the strange creatures.

"What are those Jacob?" Travis said, eyes wide.

"Stay there!" I snapped. "Dia!" I shouted, kicking one of the creatures as they attacked.

"What the hell is going on Travis?" Mikayla demanded, her voice shrill.

"I don't know," Travis said. "But I'm not going to stand here and let Jacob fight alone!" he declared, getting out of the car.

"I can never get a break can I?" I asked, beating two of the creatures into submission.

"Jacob behind you! Kya!" Travis shouted, jump kicking the creature that had been ready to strike.

"Just like old times huh?" I said, back to back against Travis.

"Yeah, but one difference," Travis said.

"What's that?"

"You're kicking more ass than usual."

"I'll explain later," I said as we entered the fight."Oh dear God. Let go!" Mikayla screamed, being pulled out of the car.

"Hey, let her go! "Mitch yelled, tackling the creature. Mikayla fell to the ground with a loud "Oof!"

"Okay, that is it!" Mikayla roared, kicking down a stack of pipes by the car, crushing some the creatures.

"Hey Jacob, these things are kinda tough to fight," Travis grunted, continuing to take down the creatures.

"Yeah, you get use to it," I said.

"Wait, you've fought these things before!" Travis exclaimed.

"Yep, and I think it's time for a power boost!" I said revealing a wolf shaped object on my wrist.

"What's that so suppose to mean?" Travis asked.

"Sprit animal ACCESS," I shouted, morphing into my Ranger form.

"What the hell?" shouted Travis over the noise of the battle.

"What did you just do Jacob?" demanded Mikayla. Mitch just stood there in awe.

"White wolf sprit ranger," I said after the morphing was complete.

"WHAT!" Travis yelled.

"Jacob's a Power Ranger…" Mikayla said in disbelief. Mitch was still in shock.

"Let me take care of this. Lunar Saber!" I commanded as a sword show up in front of me. "Ha!" I exclaimed victoriously, using my new found speed to destroy the remaining creatures. "Power down," I said, return back into my regular clothes.

"Jacob… what the hell? Y-you're a Power Ranger!They're real? When? How?" Mikayla stuttered.

"Mikayla, I'll answer your questions later but first I got to take this," I said, indicating the blinking light on my morpher "I'm here Radon," I said into the communicator.

"Jacob, are you okay?" Radon asked.

"Yeah, I got overrun by Vetrons. I had to morph in front of my friends though…" I replied uneasily.

"I know. They intrigue me. I want you to bring them to HQ," he ordered.

"Alright. Beam us up," I said, shutting of the communicator with a click. "You guys might want to brace yourself," I suggested.

"Why?" asked Mitch, finally coming back down to Earth after his initial shock.

"Because teleporting isn't easy on the stomach," I replied, as the teleportation beam brought us up.