Chapter 1

Temura Brixley sat quietly on a bench in Aferias Park on the planet Tempurnia in the Frostfire Galaxy. Temura and all the others of her planet's one trillion residents had the natural ability to adapt in environments that were either too hot or too cold for normal humans. The same applied to the two biggest moons of Tempurnia's five Palierre and Yallis as they were habitable. Palierrians had red streaks in their hair as well as having eyes of the same color, lived in warm areas and controlled the element of fire. Yallisians followed suit; instead of red streaks and eyes theirs were blue, but tolerated the cold and had power over ice. The Tempurnians were in the middle in all three categories as their bodies would feel both cool and warm to the touch.

Temura had long, luxurious brown hair albeit a bit shaggy with the aforementioned colored streaks and eyes(had a lock of hair growing from the middle of her bangs, going over the bridge of her nose and curling under her right eye with a mole under the left one), dressed in an orange button up vest with silver buttons over a white long sleeved shirt, black shorts under a white ankle length skirt with a slit going up to the lower thigh on the left side exposing her leg and wore black leather boots with metal buckles. Her skin was also a bit pale from living near the cold areas of Tempurnia.

She tightly clutched the tourmaline pendant given to her by her mother Tsuyuki before she passed away from an illness when Temura was a child. Temura greatly adored both of her parents until Tsuyuki's time of death when she was 13 years old. Since then, she and her father had grown distant as they hardly spoke to one another over the years. Her father Halbin let his heart succumb to greed and anticipated when Temura came of age on her 22nd birthday last year. He'd try to marry her off to the most wealthy suitors to acquire even more money than he already had. Temura, having had enough of her father's ambitious schemes, ran away from home to the park she now found herself in. She shook her head at the recent events, but couldn't rid herself of the one thought that kept popping up in her head.

'Oh, Mother. Why did you have to leave? Things wouldn't turn out the way they did if you hadn't fell ill, and Father wouldn't end up a greedy, money hungry shell of his former self,' she thought sadly.

A tear fell from her red eye, but Temura wiped it away before another one threatened to spill from either eye. The Tempurnian closed her dual-colored eyes then tried to soothe her mind of anymore grief and turmoil until she became calm. When she opened her eyes, the red and blue streaked brunette saw nothing but cave walls all around her.

"Funny, I don't recall leaving the park," Temura said quietly to herself. "How did I get here?"

As if to answer her question, a slight but sudden wind blew through the area as if it were whispering to her. She turned around to leave, only to find a thick wall of rock blocking off the exit. The only way was to go forward it seemed and she did just that. Her black leather boots crunched along the rocky ground as Temura walked through the cave. The corridor looked as though it stretched endlessly for miles but the young woman pressed on.

A light bulb went off in her head and it finally dawned on her. The cave in which the 23-year-old found herself in was Tromazia Cave on Mt. Pyrona(despite its name is very cold)along the Lumion Mountains on Tempurnia, as she and her aunt Mysha Tressfield(a Yallisian with a knack for exploration) explored when Temura was a child at around 9-10 years of age. The two females traversed the cave until they reached a room with sword stuck in a stone pedestal sitting dead in the middle of the room, illuminated by light filtering through a hole in the cave ceiling.

Mysha carefully examined the sword before she tried pulling it out of its spot. Sadly, the Yallisian despite all the strength the woman mustered, could not remove the blade from the stone. She looked over at her young niece as if silently asking the girl to try her luck. Temura took a shot at it but failed as well. Feeling disappointed, she wanted to cry at her own failure until Mysha ruffled the Tempurnian's hair telling Temura it was all right as her way of consoling the child. They had no choice but to leave it alone and move on.

"When you get older, kid, and you come back here either by yourself or with someone else, if you manage to get that thing out, you tell me, ok? I'll store it somewhere with all the other stuff I picked up from my travels around Yallis, Palierre and Tempurnia."

"Okay, Aunt Mysha," she nodded and smiled at the woman.

Surprisingly enough in the present time, when Temura made her way to the exact same room, she decided to give round 2 to the sacred object and pulled it out from its resting place. As the brunette gave it a once over, a light randomly shined to an almost blinding level engulfing the room with its radiance. She shielded her eyes with her hand to avoid going blind or at least near there despite having 20/20 vision. When the light subsided, a beautiful feminine like figure with waist length black hair and the same dual colored eyes like all Tempurnians, dressed in a white gown decorated with ornate jewelry stood behind the pedestal in front of of her. The young woman nearly let out a yelp and almost fell on her butt in shock.

"Do not be alarmed, young one," it spoke to her in a soothing, but feminine voice.

"Who are you?" She asked the figure curiously.

"I, my dear, am the goddess Nefia who crafted your planet and its moons millennia ago."

Temura felt stunned and dumbfounded at what she just heard. How could she forget about the goddess who governed the world centuries upon centuries upon centuries ago? The same goddess the brunette was taught to worship growing up. She instantly felt nervous and didn't know if she should bow or not as Nefia's otherworldly presence terrified her. To ease the Tempurnian's tension a bit the divine entity was sensing, Nefia walked from behind the pedestal and pulled Temura into a hug.

"There is no need for formalities, my child," the goddess reassured. "I will not smite you for not bowing at my feet. I sensed your unease and would have done the same should the situation had been reversed." When the two women pulled away, Temura looked as though she had something on her mind. Catching this, the older female voiced her concern, "What ails you, my dear?"

"Your Grace, if I may," the younger stated while being respectful due to her upbringing, "I was wondering if you're the one who brought me here?" A nod was all she got as a reply.

"That sword you now carry in your hand, young Temura, is a Quasar Saber. It was entrusted to me by gods of another planet ages ago in the distant past. Apparently, someone evil had been trying to claim this and five others like it to gain absolute power and rule the universe."

Temura silently gasped at the thought that someone would want more than enough power to take over the universe and rule it with an iron fist. The memories of her greedy father showed up in her mind, but she shook them off not wanting to remember that bad reminder. The Tempurnian then asked if there were five others like her who held Sabers as well.

"Yes," the otherworldly being replied, "they were chosen by the Sabers just like you have been to become Power Rangers. You were much too young back then on your first visit here, and your aunt wasn't deemed worthy enough to wield the blade herself."

The brunette was curious as to how a weapon chose who could and could not wield it. Apparently, Nefia was curious as well but didn't vocally question it neither did Temura. Then the goddess' expression grew serious as if the deity sensed a disturbance in the air.

"Something wrong, Your Grace?" Temura wondered, her voice full of concern.

"As much as I wish to talk with you more, my child, our time has grown rather short."

"How so?"

"Something or someone has invaded Tempurnia looking for that blade and will not rest until whatever it is acquires the weapon."

'An alien invasion on Tempurnia?' The young woman somewhat worriedly gnawed on her lower lip in thought. The planet and/or its five moons have never suffered an outside attack in their history before so this was the first. "Do you know who is attacking?"

Nefia shook her head, uncertain of who or what. The ravenhaired goddess walked behind the pedestal and grabbed something akin to a knife then handed it to the brunette. "Here," she handed the item to Temura, "I am bestowing upon you the Orange Transdagger which had been in my care along with one last thing as well."

The orange-and-white clad female inquired what that last thing was until she heard a growl and loud footsteps. Whatever it was made its way to the room and something about it caught her eye. It was an orange fox but huge, as its body almost reached the cave's ceiling and ran parallel with the walls.

"This is the Fox Galactabeast. When you use the Transdagger in conjunction with her, she will transform into the Fox Zord. The dagger can transform into a lance for you to utilize in combat if the need arises," Nefia explained. "Take these with you and keep them safe."

Temura felt a bit hesitant being near an animal that was as big as her, if not, bigger to the point of skyscraper level afraid it would eat her for lunch or dinner. She slowly reached her hand out for the beast to sniff it. When she did sniff her hand, the fox gently nudged it a little and allowed the brunette to pet her.

"I hope we can get along and be friends," she smiled at the fox.

"As do I, Lady Temura. I shall do my utmost best to aid you should you request my assistance. You may call me Kitsumi by the way."

The Tempurnian nodded but looked attentively at Nefia as the goddess now had something to say.

"I will now send you back to the park. Your destiny awaits as soon as you awaken."

"What about Kitsumi? Is she coming with me, Your Grace?" The young woman inquired about her new friend and ally.

"Do not worry much about her. As Kitsumi stated she will appear when you call upon her for help," the deity said reassuringly, a smile curving her lips. With a flick of her wrist, Nefia teleported Temura out of the cave in a dazzling beam of light. "Find the others who carry Sabers like yours and help them rid the universe of this evil. Go forth, young Temura, as the Orange Galaxy Ranger."