By ValerieRichards
Disclaimers: I don't own Power Rangers Samurai, just any unrecognizable characters.
POV: Jazzmine and Jayden.
Chapter 1
I walked along the rocky shore of the beach near my hometown. I hadn't been here since...since everything started to get so confusing. My adopted parents went to fight Master Xandred when I was twelve. When they did, dad gave his folding zord to my little brother, his biological son Jayden. I knew about the Power Rangers and watched both proudly and admiringly as Jayden began training to become a Samurai.
"Rest red ranger, the poison will take time to get out of your system" a voice had said. At least, I think he had said that. I had stopped listening after I heard red ranger and poison. Jayden was in trouble! Suddenly, I began to get a painful headache and as I suspected, I was soon in a spandex costume like the ones the Power Rangers wore.
"Get away from him Nighlock" I yelled. I ran in and fought with the...whatever it was. It looked human. Before the nighlock ran away, it said something about an impending duel.
"Who are you? How..." Jayden began to ask. He was cut off when I scooped him up. Damn, he was light! Did he ever eat anything? I had to get him back to the old house where I guessed the other rangers were. They'd take care of him there.
"Jayden" the others called when I walked through the gate and into the front yard carrying him. I got halfway to the house before I collapsed and dropped him on the lawn.
"I'm fine. The poison wore off a while ago" he told the others. The annoying and painful headache was back and I knew I was going to be back in my civilian clothes soon.
"Another ranger" the girl in pink asked my brother. Jayden shrugged his shoulders. He began to walk closer and as soon as he got inches from me, I was back in my civilian clothes and I succumbed to the blackness.
"Jazz" I heard Jayden ask in surprise before I heard nothing but silence.
Jayden
I stood there in shock as Jazzmine went limp. Jazzmine had been the one that fought Deker and I didn't know it. I hadn't seen my older sister in ten years.
"You know her" Mike asked me incredulously. I nodded and told them she was my sister. None of them knew I had a sister.
"Kevin, I'm going to need you to help me carry her in and to a bed. Emily, could you get Mentor Ji for me? Mia, Mike, I need you two to open the doors for us" I said taking charge. They all nodded and went to do what I asked them to.
"It really is her" Ji whispered to me as we both watched her for a moment. Jazzmine had taken a good beating while dealing one of her own during the fight. Add the strain of walking all the way back to our old house and it would have made some of the strongest of fighters collapse before she did.
"I'll keep watch over her. Let me know if there is a nighlock attacking" I asked him. Ji nodded and left the room. I sat down by her bed and grabbed her hand. I had been imagining how I'd find her for years. Then, Master Xandred came and began to terrorize the city and I hoped that she wasn't around when one of them happened, but I could never be sure.
"Jayden" Jazz asked groggily. I wanted to jump out of my chair when she said that, but I knew I had to be calm. She turned her head to me and smiled. I felt her free hand stroke my cheek.
"Hey Jazz" I said fighting to keep myself from crying. She was here; my big sister was finally back home. Jazz was always the one that would fight with Ji to make sure I had some time to still be a kid despite the threat of Master Xandred coming back.
"You're too skinny Jay; has Ji been feeding you" she asked. I laughed. Jazz took on the mother role when our parents went to fight Master Xandred.
"Yeah, but his pasta is not as good as yours though" I admited. She chuckled and sat up. I hovered over her just in case she needed help or fell.
"I'm fine squirt. I needed that rest, especially after that fight. Look, I hate to be a pain, but would it be okay if I...lived here again" she asked hesitantly. A big smile crossed my face and I gave her the biggest hug I was comfortable giving to her.
"Of course, you don't even have to ask! You're my sister; this was...is our house" I said. I wanted to jump for joy. Jazz wanted to stay and I wouldn't have to worry about her. At least, I didn't think I would have to.