Hey guys, new story. I know I'm not done with the old ones, but screw it. This is a revamp of an older story idea of mine, so it's gonna have the same name, but with some major changes. I really hope you enjoy this one, because I am going to include some personal things in this. TAKE NOTE: This is not my real life, nor will it ever be. SO, all the names I use are not actually my, or my friends names. No offense, but I'm good with being socially anonymous. Lets go.

I suppose it started pretty normal, like every other story where a teen gets powers. I was just chilling at my house with an old friend of mine, Jonathan. I was laying down on the couch, he was playing some game on the T.V I couldn't be bothered to check, when he suddenly starts asking questions.

"Yo ever wonder what it would be like if we were Power Rangers?" I sit up and look at him confused.

"Um, were sixteen remember? Besides, it's not like we would last long." He pauses his game and turns toward me.

"Hey, the youngest power ranger was like, 12! And why wouldn't we last long?" I stare at him, confusion still evident in my face.

"Because were not martial artist?" He sighs and turns back to his game, unpausing it.

"I'm just saying, maybe the suits compensate for that. I mean, think about Billy in the first series. He certainly was no Kung Fu master, but he still kicked some ass." I think about it for a second.

"You know what? You bring up a lot of good points -"

"Thank you."

"- but what exactly are we gonna do about it? I mean, don't get me wrong, I think it'd be awesome to be one, but then there's monsters and goons and all that crap that not only do we have to deal with, but others do as well. That's the point of a Ranger Team, to minimize the damage." He seems to tune me out as he struggles with the controller.

"Did you even hear any of that?" He turns around for a moment, then goes back to fumbling with the controller.

"Huh? Oh yeah, Ranger Team, damage, I heard it, but dude, I think something's up with your T.V."

Curious, I stand up off of the couch and go towards the T.V, which was currently flipping between channels and white noise extremely fast. I went up to the T.V, placing my hand on the screen, only for it to shock me. Wincing, I brought my hand back and stared at the television with wonder, now noticing Jonathan next to me. Suddenly it stopped on a black screen, with tiny white dots sprinkled all over the screen. We both looked at each other, then snapped our head back to the T.V once we heard laughter. The screen switched to a barren land, sort of like a gravel pit.

"What the hell is going on?" I voice, not expecting an answer.

"Exactly what you wanted!" Said a shrill voice, before there was a blinding light forcing me to shield my eyes.

Then I blacked out.

"-rick! Patrick! Dude, wake up!"

I woke slowly and groggily to the sound of someone calling my name. I closed my eyes as soon as I opened them, finding the sun beaming directly towards us. I slowly raised a hand to block the sun, only to find a body sitting next to me blocking it. Now able to open my eyes, I found it to be my friend Jonathan. His normally well kept outfit was in ruins, shirt and jeans torn in different places, with many scratches adorning his body as well. I looked down to my laying body to find I had the same treatment.

"Help me up." I ask, to which he stands and offers me his hand, which I gladly accept.

I look around, wondering just where we are, when it hits me. Jonathan must have noticed my surprise, because he gave an affirmative huff.

"Judging by the look on your face, you realize where we are."

"It's the gravel pit, on the T.V." He lifts up his arm and pulls back his sleeve.

"There's more to it." I look at his wrist to find...

"is that a morpher?" I ask, not believing my eyes.

"Yup." He affirms. "You've got one too. I'm a Scorpion, I think." I look down to my wrist, seeing the device as well.

My morpher had the shape of a Bull, mostly black with green lines running down the side. It felt strange to have such a powerful device on MY wrist of all things. Which also made me think.

"Well, I'm a bull. I think there's a big problem though." He starts to look around, trying to find some general direction.

"What's that?" He ask over his shoulder.

"What season are we in?" He turns around, raising his finger.

"Good point. First things first though, we need to get out of this place. It's hot as balls." I laugh at him, before starting up a hill side.

Once we reach the top of the hillside, we find what looks to be a city, not too far from the pit.

"And that's our target. Well, lets get moving." I go to move, but he stops me.

"Wait. I want to try something first." I look back at him and he gestures towards the morpher.

"Oh yeah. Well do it then." He shakes his head.

"Nah, I can imagine what mine is like. The only other person to have a bull is that defender guy, and he was fucking amazing. I want to see yours." I look at him, before getting in a stance.

"Uh, what do I say?" He gets a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"Huh. I actually don't know. Try some random ones out, these could be from any generation."

"Uh, all right. Shift into turbo!"

"Nope."

"Go galactic!"

"Try again."

"Ok, I got it now. Wild access! Dammit!"

"I thought that one would work."

"Ok, fine. Dino thunder! Power Up! HA! What the fuck!"

"That's strange. Hey, try first year."

"Why would it be Mighty Morphin?"

"Just try it."

"Ok. Here goes nothing. It's Morphin Time! Bull Power!" There was a quick flash and I was suddenly much taller.

"OH holy crap! Dude, your huge!"

"I am? Whoa. That's a different voice. Wow, this is really strange." I look down to see that I have grown about two feet, that my body have insane muscles, and that my friend was much smaller than he used to be.

"Wait, I just remembered. You didn't do the morph call, you did your own! With your own moves and everything!" I looked down towards him, confused.

"I did?"

"Yeah, you put you arm out like this." He puts bends his right arm at a 90 degree angle." Saying 'It's morphin time' and then you crossed your arms like this-" He makes an X with both of his arms. "- yelling out 'Bull Power'. That's pretty cool dude." I look down at myself and noticed that the majority of my body is now green, riddled with rippling muscles. I had body armor, protecting vital areas, including two giant shoulder guards. The armor covered m wrists, ankles, arms, legs, knees, elbows, and my chest. I reached up and felt my helmet, finding it to be like a bull, with two horns jutting out from the top at an angle. I felt Powerful. I liked it. That's when everything went wrong.

"I'm glad you appreciate it." Said a familiar shrewd voice. Frantically we both looked around, until our eyes landed upon beast of nature. It looked like it was made of static, with red glowing eyes, the body shape of a human. It's body seemed blank and void of any definable characteristics besides no obvious genitalia. Seeing this strange creature made both myself and Jonathan tense, me still being in my Ranger form. All It did was shake its head and laugh at us, before slowly walking closer.

"You see, I gave you two these powers to help me. I have need of powerful pawns, to aid in my quest." My fists tightened. I knew where this was going.

"We are no pawns of yours, fowl demon!" I yelled at the creature, drawing my sword and aiming it at it.

"That's quite disappointing. I suppose I'll have to fin new ones then. Goodbye." As soon as the last words left its mouth, it shot out beams at us, exploding the ground beneath us and making us tumble down the hill into a forest. Standing up soon after wards, I grabbed my side, feeling an indescribable amount of pain from that one shot. That thing should have killed me. I quickly searched for Jonathan, finding him laying on his back, beaten and bloodied, motionless. I ran to him, sliding down to grab hold of my closest friend. I shook him, trying to get him to wake up, before he opened his eyes, but just barely.

"Jonathan! Oh my god, I thought you were dead!" I hugged him tightly to my oversized chest.

"I still need to breath you know." He wheezed out, me quickly dropping him. He didn't look well.

"Damm dude. You got fucked up, I need to get you to a hospital." I go to pick him up, but he screams in pain as I grasp him. I quickly let go, and he looks at me with sad eyes.

"It's useless dude. Forget about it." He says, making me become frantic.

"No! I am not gonna let you die here man, I swear it!" While I was frantically thinking of ways to move him, he gently grabs my hand and places his morpher In it.

"What are you doing?" I ask as he smiles at me.

"I pressed something earlier, when I found you. It did some strange thing to me, and I don't really know what."

"What? Why are you telling me this."

"It's a warning for the next guy. Be sure to tell them to be careful with it." He says as he lays back fully, starting to close his eyes.

"Nonononono, don't you fucking die on me man! Don't you do it!" I yell at him fruitlessly, knowing that by now he is gone.

"No...not you man... your all I had here..." I hold him tightly to my chest, demoprhing, and sobbing into his still warm shoulder.

I scream up at the sky, begging for him to come back. I know its pointless. My best friend is gone. My only connection to my previous world, severed. Forever. I will never get him back. Then I have a thought. It's because of that ... thing. This was ITS fault! Because of that thing, my friend is now DEAD! I stand up and stare at the sky, yelling with unbridled rage.

"YOU HEAR ME YOU FOUL DEMON TRASH?! I WILL FIND YOU, AND I WILL TEAR YOU LIMB FROM LIMB, EVERY SECOND PURE AGONY, FOR A GODDAM ETERNITY! I WILL DESTROY YOU! YOU HEAR ME?! YOU WILL DIE BY MY BLADE AND NO OTHERS! I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE!"

I look down at myself, somehow subconsciously morphing at the end. I blast the ground next to me with a powerful blast, creating a large hole. I gently pick Jonathans corpse up and lower it into the hole. Before I come back up, I focus my energy around him and make a barrier, a makeshift coffin. Then I get out of the hole and refill it with dirt. I leave a mark on a nearby tree, copying it on the surrounding trees until they all make a circle around the grave. With great focus I make a barrier around the grave and leave in silence.

That is, until I hear distant sounds of battle.

Thanks for tuning in on this guys! I really wanted to make this and I thought it would be pretty cool. This Is separate from my other story, so don't expect any meeting o the minds or some shit like that. Anyways, there's chapter one, have a good one!