AN: I own nothing. This is my NaNoWriMo work, I'm hoping that by posting it, it will give me a little more incentive to keep going.
Prologue
Ziggy Grover was an…interesting character to say the very least. He joked too much and talked too often. He was considered an accident waiting to happen by the majority of the people that knew him and was a complete trouble magnet. He seldom thought before acting, often leading hi into even messier situations, and rarely did he seem to know what he was doing.
Zigger Grover was many things.
He was an innocent child and a jaded victim. He was the puppet being thrown around by the tugs of other and the puppeteer pulling the strings. He was a student of all and the silent teacher of many. He was the dependant and the provider. He was the hero saving the day and the villain dragging it down. Both serious and joking, he was an artist, a scholar.
Ziggy Grover was a fighter, and god had he fought. He was a survivor with the tales to prove it.
You see, Ziggy Grover was many things but no one thought for a second, not even Ziggy himself, that 'Power Ranger' would be something he would become. But everyone else thought he would fail, Ziggy knew better. Ziggy knew that it would be something he succeeded at, despite his reluctance. He knew that he was the underdog, but what the others didn't know - what nobody knew - was just what he could do.
Because above all else? Ziggy was an actor. And he had played his part flawlessly until no one could distinguish the act from the reality.