Kuro:I LIVE! Not much else to say, actually.

White Light, Green Sight

You know, this day started out so normally, too.

Allow me to set the scene; I woke up to my usual alarm, Sam's morning tea whistling in the kettle. After stumbling downstairs (avoiding the cat who loves sleeping on the third stair), we ate breakfast and planned out the day. Today marked the first day the rez's mares would start to drop their foals. As an apprentice rancher, I was expected to take census of all the foals that dropped over the next few weeks. As soon as we had cleaned up, I got dressed and went out the door.

That's when thing got a little strange.

As soon as I stepped out the door, my vision was obscured by a bright white light, and the strangest sensation, like that of nothingness, covered my body. It only lasted for a few seconds, but it may as well have been an eternity.

When the light cleared, I found myself in a dark, circular room filled with some kind of strange machinery. Lights flickered everywhere and what looked like a crystal ball on some sort of pedestal graced the far end of the room. The only ambient light in the room seemed to come from behind me. When I turned around, I damn near fainted.

At the head of the room was a huge glass tube that could easily have fit a car or one of those monsters that had been attacking Angel Grove recently, but it contained nether of these things; instead, in held a giant blue floating head. Who was now speaking to me.

"HELLO, DAVID TRUEHEART. I AM ZORDON." He, uh, knows my name. "YOU HAVE BEEN SUMMONED HERE TO THE COMMAND CENTER TO ADDRESS A MATTER OF GRAVE CONSEQUENCE." Grave consequence?

"Umm, I don't know what's going here…are you sure you've got the right David Trueheart?" Please say no.

"I AM QUITE SURE, DAVID." Damn. "I HAVE BROUGHT YOU HERE BECAUSE YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN AID ME."

"Za…Zer…Ze…sir, I'm just a ranch hand, how am I supposed to help you?"I hope he doesn't need a new body or something…that would suck.

"YOU HAVE BEEN SELECTED FROM A LIMITED POOL OF CANDIDATES TO TAKE OVER THE MANTEL OF THE WHITE TIGER POWER RANGER." Oh, is that al…

"WHAT! I can't be a power ranger!" No, seriously, I can't!

"DAVID, YOU ARE A FINE YOUNG MAN, AND YOUR SKILL IN MARTIAL ARTS WILL BENEFIT YOU GREATLY IN OUR BATTLE AGAINST THE FORCES OF LORD ZEDD, HIS WIFE AND QUEEN RITA, AND THEIR HEIR, LORD TIRTHOR. BEHOLD THE VIEWING GLOBE." He somehow gestures behind me and I turn, looking to the globe I had noted earlier. "AS THE WHITE RANGER, YOU WOULD COMMAND THE POWER OF SABA, THE BEAST SWORD, AND THROUGH HIM, CONTROL THE MIGHTY WHITE TIGERZORD." On the globe came images of a ranger clad in white, fighting with a saber that looked like it was talking, and standing astride a huge, mechanical white tiger. "I ASK YOU, ON BEHALF OF THE WORLD, WILL YOU STEP UP AS ITS PROTECTOR, AND JOIN THE MIGHT MORPHIN' POWER RANGERS?" When you put it like that…NO! No, I'm just a teen-aged ranch hand trying to take care of his uncle and find his lost brother!

Zordo, or whatever, seems to see my indecision.

"DO NOT TAKE THIS DECISION LIGHTLY; I WILL NOT BEGRUDGE YOU FOR TAKING THE TIME TO DELIBERATE YOUR DECISION. HOWEVER, YOU MUST NOT TAKE TOO LONG, THE FORCES OF LORD ZEDD MOVE EVER CLOSER, AND SOON HIS SIGHT WILL SPREAD BEYOND THE BOUNDARIES OF ANGEL GROVE." Damn…he must know how proud and protective my people of what little we have left…and from the way he's spinning this…

Soon, it won't matter if I take the job or not.

"I…I accept…Zordon." Yep, that's his name! I wonder if the machines are named after him?

"THEN EXTEND YOUR HAND, YOUNG WARRIOR, AND RECEIVE THE POWER THAT HAS BEEN OFFERED TO YOU." I held out my hand, and something small and heavy materialized in it. I held it up and looked closely and the gold coin embedded in the center. "THE WHITE POWER COIN IS NOW YOURS TO WIELD. BEAR IT, AND ITS POWER, WITH HONOR."

Swell.

*MIGHTYMORPHIN*

You know, I don't think Zordon discussed his decision to make me the white ranger with the rest of the power team…cause the moment they teleported in, they all reacted with varying degrees of panic, and in the one boy's case, violence.

The Asian girl glared at me coldly, while the strawberry-blond it pink covered her mouth with her hands as tears began to gather in her eyes. The blond boy in blue and the black boy (yay alliteration) slid into easy defensive positions in front of them. But the brunette in red leapt forward with a warcry and attacked. In a short flurry of blows, we came to a deadlock.

"Dude, what is your problem!" He merely snarled at me.

"What are you doing in the Command Center!" He growled out, he broke out of my hold and readied another attack, but Zordon's voice halted him.

"JASON, THAT IS ENOUGH. THE YOUNG MAN BEFORE YOU IS DAVID TRUEHEART. HE HAS AGREED TO TAKE ON THE POWER OF THE WHITE RANGER." The kid in red, Jason, looked up in shock.

"But, he…" I what?

"I AM WELL AWARE OF HIS RESEMBLANCE TO LORD TIRTHOR." Wait, what? "HOWEVER, HE IS A TRUE WARRIOR AND WILL SERVE THE POWER WITH HONOR." I looked up to Zordon questioningly.

"I look like whom?" But I was ignored. Well, it was for a good reason. Klaxons went off on the consoles and another image appeared in the viewing globe.

"A CREATURE IS ATTACKING THE BUSINESS DISTRICT. IT APPEARS, DAVID, THAT YOU WILL LEARN OF YOUR POWERS THROUGH A TRIAL BY FIRE." Wait, what?

Jason turned to face the others. "I hope you're a fast learner." He and the others pulled out devices similar to mine. "Its Morphin' Time!"

Gripping my, well, I suppose they're called 'morphers', I felt a presence flow through me and direct my arms into a twisting motion, and the morpher activated.

In another flash of light, we teleported to the business district, and to my first battle as a ranger.