The Song Remains The Same

by Holding Out For A Hero

Kimberly Hart has never been normal, not since she was 15 and a mystical being from another planet made her a superhero. But she had put that life behind her, after a disastrous dip in a lava pit, she had hung up her spandex and called it quits. The problem is Once a Ranger...Always a Ranger.

1. Preface

A/N: I haven't written PR fanfic in actual years so please be kind. Of course I don't own any of this and am making no money from it. There is also a poll up for this story, if you could please vote in it.

"You were after all, brought into this world to fight"

Kimberly Hart could, with an abject accuracy honed from many such occasions, say that she could always tell exactly when her life was going to go heels over head with crazy. It was something she could generally tell from just after waking up in the morning, how she would feel her bones shift differently as she stretched and went through her morning routine. How she never quite felt settled, always anxious for whatever was going to happen, to well, just happen already.

After getting ready for her day, Kim headed out into the busy streets of New York, planning to get to the gym where she coached gymnastics an hour earlier than needed, giving her time to warm up and get together what she needed for that afternoon's sessions. She only had two, each three hours long, and there was a hope that she might even manage to get done earlier enough to get home and binge watch one of the six shows she hadn't nearly gotten close to finishing.

And then of course, because she had known that at some point in the day it would happen, her life was flipped on its axis again, and monsters fell from the sky.