Jordan went back to his apartment through a back route passage, as to not avert attention to him. The ranger was his disguise, his cover for trying to be a vigilante. Sure, he knew it was clichéd, having it been done by various heroes before him, but he didn't care. It was what he wanted to do, help people no matter the cost, even if it meant taking a life. This life was meant for him because he could do things he knew would cost other people a piece of their soul. The ranger persona was his comfort, his opportunity to do good, and his solace.

He had swung the back door to his apartment, taking a sigh of relief as he was able to rest now following his day of vigilantism. "Another day of justice," the ranger thought as he closed the door behind him. "Time to rest and prepare for another." He put his hooded cape on a hanger, his bow and quiver and sword on a shelf, his shirt and pants in a drawer, and proceeded to go to his bathroom to take a shower. The ranger revealed himself to have a tall body, around six feet, with a muscular physique and a good personality to match. It's everyone women's dream to have someone like that, but he never took to them believing they were shallow and not the ideal woman he was dreaming of. The ranger liked the steam from the hot showers he took, to him it was like a mysterious scene that was waiting to be developed and he could paint pictures in his mind and imagine whatever he wanted. He drifted off in thought, allowing the hot water to stream all over him which soothed his soreness and exhaustion from the day's activities.

The Koopa officers tracked him back into his place, taking a look into the décor of his apartment. Jordan's apartment was as big as a small house. It came complete with a kitchen, bedroom, living room, and a bathroom. However, the Koopas admired his taste as they couldn't help but noticed his flat screen TV and his high quality laptop as well as a myriad of other luxurious items that he had displayed. "You gotta admit, this kid's got good taste." Said one of the Koopas admiring the décor that was plastered over his apartment including multiple Denver Broncos, Colorado Rockies, Denver Nuggets, and Colorado Avalanche merchandise.

"Shut up and drop off the letter," commanded one of the officers, patiently waiting by the window where the Koopas had entered from. "We don't want the kid to know that the place was invaded by a bunch of strangers." The Koopa officers dropped the letter off as they hurried out of the apartment, as they heard the shower being turned off.

"What do you think?" one of the Koopas asked flying off to where the warp pipe was located in Denver. "Do you think the kid will come back and become our apprentice?"

"You kidding me." Of the other Koopa officers replied. "The way we wrote that letter, there will be no doubt he will be willing to join us."

"For the Koopa Empire's sake, I hope you're right. If everything that you said was true about the kid, he's the key to fight the Mario Brothers." The Koopa flew off to the distance, waiting for the reply from the Ranger whether or not he would join them on their quest for revenge.

The Ranger got out of the shower, covering himself in a plain white t-shirt and black cotton pajama pants. Before going to sleep, he wanted to watch a little TV mainly to find out about the day's events. He was pleased to know the Denver's crime rate has gone down 10 percent from last year, which was the year he started to become a crime fighting vigilante.

"Hehe, glad I'm doing something right." He mumbled to himself as he read the other headlines revolving around his favorite sports teams, miscellaneous news from the president and other trivial issues. He proceeded to turn off his TV and retreat back to his bedroom when he spotted a letter addressed to The Ranger. "Oh I hope this isn't another fan letter," muttered the ranger as he picked up the letter and opened it to reveal that the paper and style of writing he was reading wasn't like any letter that came from Colorado or America for that matter. "Hmm…this is interesting." He proceeded to read the letter, which seemed to be a proposal for an adventure. The letter read like this:

Dear Ranger,

You seem to have many talents for a crime fighting hero like yourself. Talents that I have come to realized are needed for a mission. A mission to restore balance to my world. I have no time to explain as I don't want to confuse you anymore but I will tell you this. This place you live in is not the only world in which creatures exist. We have a world just like yours with our own civilizations, our own kingdoms, our own enemies. However, some of our enemies have duped our system, kidnapped our leaders and have threatened the very extermination of a peaceful coexistence and a peaceful way of life. If you're calling of fighting with valor and honor, carrying out justice, and overall sense of adventure is telling you to keep going, then it must mean I have your attention. All I ask is you at least hear me out and learn more of our plight with these foul creatures. Meet us at a foundation where there are natural red rock foundations where apparently concerts are hosted. I look forward to meeting you and I hope you make the right decision as you are the hero we don't deserve, but we need.

Sincerely,

The Koopa Empire

"The Koopa Empire," thought Jordan reading that name over and over again. "I've never heard that name until now." He pondered in thought, thinking about the next move he should make, clenching the letter in his hands. "I better go see what they want from me, humor them with their proposal for adventure." Jordan put on his ranger capote and exited his apartment from the back door as to not bring attention to himself. He then leaped off the fire escape silently landing on the ground. He then proceeded to what he thought the meeting was going to take place, the Red Rocks Ampitheater.