A/N: This story takes places completely inside the timeline of the Mighty Morphin' Power Rangers Movie with the addition of another Ranger. Her backstory is not reviewed in this story, but if you're really curious I may write it up later.

The plot will very closely follow the events of the original story of the movie, but with additional scenes added, and of course all taken from a different perspective.

Because I grew up with the show, I thought that it would be fun to do a story for other people who did the same, so the violence has been amped up and the Rangers are going to act a little more like teenagers than the did in the show.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the original characters or original plot that this story was based on; this is only my adaptation with notable changes.

The citizens of Angel Grove clustered around a colourful target laid out in front of them. Parents clutched the hands of their children tightly, reminding them not to get too close to the drop zone while the youngsters scanned the skies searching for anything that might resemble an incoming airplane. So far the charity event for the Angel Grove Observatory was a success. From the looks of things most of the city had turned out to watch the brave few who dared parachute down in an attempt to hit the massive target space.

Emily carefully manoeuvred her way towards the front of the viewing area as the thrum of airplane engines sounded distantly. With so many small children around the task proved a little more difficult that she had originally anticipated as she didn't want to block anyone's view. Finally she reached an area not quite at the front, but close enough that she hoped to be able to see everyone land; she had no doubt it would be a sight to see.

"Em! Hi!" a small voice to her right called. Taken by surprise she looked over to see the beaming face of one little boy. Fred. She smiled to herself at the enthusiasm the boy showed; no doubt he wanted to be up there just as badly as she did. Fred was one of Tommy's young friends and it was no secret that the boy looked up to the teenager fervently. The older girl managed to slip through a gap in the crowd to stand next to Fred who smiled up at her brightly. "Why aren't you up there too? Not afraid of heights are you?"

She laughed, not used to being ribbed by someone little over half her age, "Of course not!" The boy looked at her expectantly, a look of incredulous disbelief on his face. "I wanted to jump too, but I had to see my parents off at the airport," she scanned the skies as the sounds of an engine grew louder, the hum of the crowd growing with it. "I didn't miss them landing did I? I only got here just in time to see someone land in the parking lot," she smirked, "I figured it couldn't be Tommy or one of the guys with that technique."

Fred cast a look backwards at a man in an orange jumpsuit standing behind him looking sheepish. "No, that definitely wasn't them." Just then a plane passed by overhead. "That was them! They must be coming soon," he grinned excitedly. "Alright Dad," he said turning back to the man quickly as a commentator came over the loudspeaker to announce the decent of the Angel Grove High team, "pay close attention. This is how the pros do it."

"Hey I didn't do so bad," Fred's dad insisted in an attempt to save some dignity.

At this the young boy turned back to the teenager, "He's the one you saw landing in the parking lot." He looked back to his father, "It was embarrassing." Struggling futilely to hide a grin Emily looked up questioningly at the slightly ashamed older man before her attention was called back to the skies by the announcer's commentary.

She looked back just in time to see Adam hit a near perfect bull's-eye on the target. A torrent of cheers came from the crowd which Emily gladly joined in on with a cheer of her own for her friend. Hot on his heels was Billy, who also managed an excellent landing. She watched proudly as one after another all of her friends landed perfectly amid growing excitement from the crowd until finally Tommy dropped down, nailing a particularly tricky perfect score. By the time the leader had touched ground Fred was practically vibrating.

With a final whoop of appreciation for her school's team Emily turned to Fred. "I'm going to go catch up with the team, but I'll see you later right?"

"Yeah for sure! I'm going to go congratulate Tommy!" The boy's eyes shined with delight as he dashed off through the crowd to find Angel Grove's golden boy, quickly followed by his father.

She smiled at the boy's antics before quickly making her way over to where she could see the other members of the team were attempting to free themselves of their parachutes. Thankfully the crowd was quick to disperse so getting to them was not nearly as hard as it could have been.

"Hey guys!" she called as she approached them. They looked over at her and smiled or waved, depending on their current luck with their gear. Adam and Billy, being the first ones on the ground were the only two with their helmets off. Adam was actually already making quick work of his chute. "Great job guys!"

"Thanks," Adam said cheerfully as he straightened up, now finished with his gear and moving on to help Rocky with his. "It's too bad you couldn't be there with us."

"Yeah, I know. It looked like so much fun!" Emily sighed as she reached over to help Kimberley with her helmet.

Kimberley shook out her hair as the florescent pink helmet came off with the other girl's help. "Your parents made it to the airport okay though, right?"

"Yeah, they're fine. Mom should be sleeping her way across the ocean soon," she smiled.

"Airport?" Aisha asked, her voice slightly muffled by her helmet as she started to pull it off. "Where are they going?"

"Oh, my aunt just had a baby and she's having a little trouble adjusting to it all. Mom thought she could help and Dad didn't like the idea of her flying all alone for the first time," Emily shrugged.

"They left you all alone?" Aisha asked sceptically.

"They don't think they'll be gone long." Up until now she'd tried not to think about being home all alone for at least a week. She rolled the helmet in her hands, starting to feel the nervousness kick in around her stomach.

"I'm sure you'll be fine," Billy's reasonable voice piped up from where he was finishing up with his chute. "By leaving you alone they're showing how mature and trustworthy they think you are. Besides, after what we've already handled together, I'm sure you can handle any complications that arise." The matter of fact way that he spoke made it feel as though any other possibility was out of the question. She couldn't help but smile a little at her own foolishness. She could face down Lord Zedd's constant attacks on the city, but a little alone time had her running scared? Now she just felt silly.

"Besides," a hand landed lightly on her shoulder, "worst comes to worst we can always come by and hang out with you. Or you could come and stay with any of us." She looked up to find Adam's characteristic shy smile.

"I might have to take you up on that," she grinned. He gave her shoulder a quick squeeze as the other Rangers nodded their agreement. "Thanks guys. Really." They were so much more than friends, they were family. "So how was the jump anyway?"

Rocky let out a jubilant whoop by means of an answer earning several chuckles from everyone else. "Man, you've got to do it Em! It's awesome."

She couldn't help but laugh along with everyone else, "For sure. Nothing's going to stop me next time," she vowed.

"Excellent!" Aisha grinned, "You and me are going first next time then."

"Definitely. You with us Kim?"

"You can bet on it!" Kim laughed. By now everyone had managed to get their gear together. "Are we all good? Why don't we go find Tommy?" She suggested eager to see how her boyfriend felt about the jump. The others murmured their agreement as they carefully piled their gear together where they could come back for it later.

Tommy was easily spotted talking through the quickly thinning crowd, an excited Fred at his side. Undoubtedly many of the spectators were now heading over the Ernie's to enjoy the closing festivities. As the group approached Tommy the look of avid admiration on Fred's face made several of the Rangers grin widely. Kimberly naturally arrived first with a jubilant "Guys, we did it," followed quickly by Billy's praise of Tommy's incredible, albeit a little showy, landing. Humbly Tommy returned the compliment beaming brightly at his friends.

"Has anyone seen Bulk and Skull?" Billy asked, scanning the skies.

Everyone quickly looked up, trying to find some trace of the two punkish boys. "Were they supposed to jump too?" Em furrowed her brow as she too looked above her. If they hadn't jumped by now the odds of them having any kind of reception were dwindling quickly as even the charity volunteers began to clear out of the area or begin cleaning up the mess left behind by the crowd.

"Yeah, they were in the same plane as us," Rocky said sounding confused. "There's no way they could have missed the drop zone could they?"

"Well, Ernie's serving free desert with lunch," Aisha smirked. "They probably landed on the roof." The group chuckled softly, all worries for the two boys disappearing quickly; knowing the two of them that was exactly what had happened. No matter what time of day it was those two were always hungry and passing up free food simply wasn't in their nature.

"I think we're going to head over that way too," Fred's dad clapped a hand on his son's shoulder. "Are you guys going to come?"

"I dunno," Tommy looked over at his friends expectantly, "I'm not really feeling like lunch yet, how about you guys?" Everyone except Rocky shook their heads.

"I could eat," he shrugged.

Adam laughed and nudged his best friend good naturedly. "You could always eat."

"Not always." The group of friends laughed lightly as they waved goodbye to Fred and his dad.

"Well," Tommy began, taking charge of the situation, "what do you guys feel like doing?"

The group fell into an easy silence as they all thought about what could possibly follow the adrenaline rush they were all still coming down off of. "Oh! I know," Kim smiled, "why don't we go rollerblading?" Hearing no objections to the idea they all agreed to meet at the school in an hour once they had all grabbed their rollerblading gear.

Adam, Rocky, Aisha, and Emily headed off together in the direction of their houses. Along the way Emily insisted they fill her in on everything that had happened with the jump. Although she was definitely jealous she hadn't been able to join them, their excitement was infectious.

"But seriously," Aisha enthused, "next time it's you and me first."

Emily laughed. "If there is a next time."

"Oh there'll be a next time," Rocky promised.

"Going to make it a habit of jumping out of moving planes?" Emily smirked.

"As long as I've got a parachute, you bet I will!"

"Meet back here in fifteen?" Adam asked as they stopped at the corner leading to their individual houses.

"Sounds good to me," Aisha agreed as her and Rocky turned down the side street towards their houses, leaving Adam and Emily to continue down the street to where they could already see the familiar sights of their homes waiting for them. They walked in a comfortable silence, Adam's hands thrust into the pockets of his jeans.

When they reached the drive up to her house they stopped for a moment. "I'll head on to my house and meet you back here," Adam suggested as he spun so he could still face her, though walking backwards towards his house further down the street.

"Sounds good to me," she smiled.

"'Kay, I'll try not to take too long." He turned and hurried down the sidewalk, caught somewhere between a walk and a jog. Shaking her head Emily strolled leisurely up the drive to her front door pulling the small silver key from her pocket as she went.

Inside the house was completely dark and silent. The door swung shut behind her as she toed off her shoes, allowing them to fall haphazardly where they may.

She hurried up the stairs to the main portion of the house. Although her parents were probably still in the air she couldn't resist the urge to poke her head into the kitchen to see if there were any messages for her on the answering machine letting her know they had arrived safely. As she had anticipated there was nothing, but she felt better having looked.

The hall from the kitchen to her room was dark much like the rest of the house but she didn't bother to turn on a light as she hurried down the short distance. Adam wouldn't be long at his house grabbing his gear, he always kept his room meticulously clean, and she didn't want to keep him waiting. As the light in her room flicked into life she sighed; her room was littered with cast off clothing, books, and various sporting gear. Pulling the piles apart she tried to assemble some kind of order that she would be able to deal with later, but the further in she got without any sight of her rollerblading gear the more frantic her search became.

She peered under her bed where boxes full of winter storage were placed. Carefully she moved the boxes, reaching up to her elbow in between them. Her probing hands finally landed on a hard smooth surface. She grabbed at the cold plastic and knew immediately that she had finally found her gear. Carefully pulling everything out she inspected each item carefully, looking for any damaged in the purple plastic or buckles. Satisfied that everything was still in excellent condition she hurried out of her room, clicking off the light switch with her elbow as she balanced the assorted gear in her arms.

Back outside in the sunlight she carefully dumped her gear onto the small concrete steps leading to her front door and plopped down next to it. Just as she started to pull on her bracers Adam sailed up her driveway, already decked out in his gear. He grinned as he got closer to her and called, "Still not ready?"

She grinned up at him briefly as she tightened the brace on her left wrist. "Yeah. I guess my room's in need of a little cleaning," she admitted as he pulled himself to a stop next to her and leaned against the smooth surface of her house. "Hopefully the others aren't as quick as you are."

Adam shrugged, obviously not worried. "There's no way they'll be there before us. Rocky never keeps his room clean. He'll be lucky to find his gear at all."

The teenagers exchanged a knowing glance, smiles on both their faces. "Well, to be fair, it's not like any of us really have a lot of time to clean our rooms between school and," she paused, making sure no one was within hearing distance, "you know, everything else."

"I seem to manage it." She laughed at him and pushed him lightly on the leg from where she sat on the stairs; even on rollerblades his balance was impeccable and she did little to move him at all.

"We can't all be you." He smirked down at her and shrugged as she finished on the last buckle of her blades.

"Did'ja lock the door?" he asked as she grabbed her helmet off the pavement.

"Oh gosh, no. I almost forgot," she scrambled to get to her feet, pulling her key out of the pocket of her jeans.

"Here, let me," Adam took the key gently from her fingers. "You put your helmet on." The stairs caused no problem for him as he quickly hurried up to the door and firmly locked it. He held the key out to her as he bounced down the stairs.

"Thanks," she adjusted her helmet before taking the key back and slipping it into her pocket.

"No problem. Ready?"

"I think so." The two started off down the driveway, their blades clicking over the cracks in the pavement. They moved down the sidewalk side by side for a few lengths before Emily spoke. "Adam?"

"Yeah?"

"How long did you say it would take Rocky to find his gear?"

"Dunno," Adam turned his gaze over to her, "if he's lucky he may just trip over it as soon as he walks in." Rocky may have been Adam's best friend, but there was no pretending that he was a good organizer. With his incredible skill with martial arts it was hard to believe he could be so lazy when it came to something like that, but then again, they were all just teenagers after all. "Why?"

"Oh, well I wouldn't want them waiting for us or anything," there was something a little mischievous in her smile.

"What?" he asked apprehensively, knowing that look.

She pulled herself to a stop, Adam easily doing the same beside her. "I was just thinking. We agreed to meet at that corner right?" She pointed ahead of them to the corner about 100 metres away. Adam nodded silently. "Well, if we don't want to be late, we could always make a race of it."

He grinned, "Really?"

She nodded. "Why not?"

"Oh, you're so on," he agreed.

"First one to the bench at the corner wins?" she suggested.

"Ready…"

"Set…"

"Go!" they cried out together and sped off down the sidewalk.

The race was short, but even so they were both breathing a little harder when they reached the bench, though the shortness of breath was likely more due to the fact they were both laughing than the actual physical exertion. Adam had easily beaten her by a few feet, though he had been nice enough to stay even with her at the beginning. When they managed to get their breath back she raised her hands in defeat.

"Alright, alright. You beat me," she admitted.

"It was your idea," he grinned.

"Yeah well…I'll beat you next time."

He chuckled. "Really?"

"Yeah really," she pushed his chest lightly at the teasing tone in his voice. He let her move him back a few inches until she could just barely reach him with the tips of her fingers.

Her hand dropped back down to her side as he closed the space between them slightly. "Well, I'll hold you to that." She narrowed her eyes in challenge at him, to which he only shrugged and tucked his hands back into the pockets of his jeans.

"Hey guys!"

They drifted apart slightly and turned toward the voice coming from the side street to see Aisha and Rocky hurrying towards them. "Sorry we're late!" Aisha apologized as she and Rocky glided up next to the pair. "Rocky had a little trouble finding his stuff. His room was a total mess."

"It wasn't that bad," Rocky tried to defend himself.

Emily laughed at his sulky tone. "No worries guys. We should still be able to meet up with everyone else on time if we leave now."

"Let's get going then," Aisha pushed off, easily gliding down the sidewalk. Emily quickly hurried after her.

"C'mon, let's go," Rocky enthusiastically clapped Adam on the shoulder before they took off after the girls.