"Taylor right?" The girl Tommy introduced as Amy said as they gathered around me. Greg was in the middle of a rant as he kept staring at her in awe for some reason. They just ignored him, it was for the best. Greg's greasy blonde hair seemed even greasier with the lighting in the room, or maybe that was just Taylor's glasses fogging up her vision. She hated whenever that happened.

"Yup." We were seated near the back away from the other groups who had already started sparring. "Amy and Lisa right?"

The blonde girl simply flashed me a grin. "You got it." Lisa and Amy were both dressed in expensive looking workout clothes, the exact opposite of Taylor's black hoodie and cheap jogging pants. Greg finally seemed to run out of breath, his face red as he took deep breaths.

"Sensei Tommy usually asks a few questions before starting with the basic forms. Would that be alright with the three of you?" Taylor asked as she quickly wiped her fogged up glasses. This was so embarrassing! The brown haired girl did seem a bit familiar though. She was probably one of the many students at Winslow that never even noticed Taylor's existence unless Emma was doing one of her many 'plans'.

"Sure." The two girls, and Greg, answered.

"Great." Taylor placed her glasses back on her face. "Why do you want to learn karate?"

"Oh! Oh! Pick me! I wanna go first!" Greg's arm shot into the air like he was in school. Lisa and Amy's eyes suggested letting him go first.

"Go ahea-"

"Last week I saw this TV show that's actually a sequel to an old karate movie from the eighties where the bad guy is now the good guy and the good guy is now the bad guy…" Greg started to ramble on about the karate show. Taylor had learned a long time ago that when Greg got started, you must learn how to drown him out. Lisa and Amy actually seemed to pay attention, though Lisa's face soon turned into a grimace. Eventually, Greg's rant soon came to an end judging by how red his face turned. "...and that is why I believe that Johnny Lawrence is actually a cape and is actually Hero in disguise."

What. This was a statement of course and definitely not a question, classic Greg. Rubbing the bridge of her nose, Taylor sighed.

"Thank you Greg. Which one of you would like to go next?" Taylor turned her attention back to the blonde and brunette.

Lisa simply shrugged her shoulders. "One of my acquaintances taught me a few moves, but I figured actual classes would help me keep in shape." She gave Taylor a wink. Now it was Amy's turn.

"My sister thinks that I should learn some self defense because, uh, well I suppose you all know. And I don't want to spend money on an actual trainer." Amy grumbled. Uh, no, Taylor did not know. Lisa stared at Taylor before turning back to Amy. Greg stared in awe as soon as Amy mentioned her sister.

Then, she erupted into laughter. "Oh my God! You don't know?" Lisa giggled. Taylor's face remained blank, although she did turn a bit red. What was she talking about?

"What?"

"She's Panacea." Lisa said simply.

"Oh."

"And Glory Girl's not as hot sister." Greg added.

Damn it Greg!

"A-Anyways. If you guys have any questions, feel free to let me know." Taylor said slowly.

Greg immediately raised his hand, his blue eyes bursting with excitement.

"Yes Greg?" Taylor sighed. This was going to be a long day.

"When do I get to kick butt?"

A very long day indeed.

After the rather unnecessary comments that Greg added, Taylor started showing them how to perform the basic forms. Heh, that kind of rhymed if you thought about it. Lisa seemed to really catch on quickly, though Greg and Amy seemed to struggle quite a bit.

"Straighten your back and your arm." Taylor adjusted Greg's stance by softly moving his arm. Greg seemed to blush, most likely because this was the first time a girl willingly touched him, aside from his Mom. Was this a cruel thought to think? Perhaps, but no one bothering to help Taylor at school was cruel. No one acting or bothering to speak up while her life was a living hell was cruel. Taylor didn't owe Greg anything. She was only doing this because Tommy asked.

"Hya!" Greg started performing the kata loudly. He was actually doing a pretty good job. Then he attempted doing a crane pose and fell over with a thud. Now that got a laugh out of Taylor. Amy started laughing as well seeing how he fell over in slow motion.

"Don't be stereotypical Greg. It's not a pretty picture." Taylor giggled.

"Sweep the leg." Greg groaned as he slowly got back up again. He was about to attempt another try at the kata alongside Amy, when shouts started coming from the hallway.

"What's going on out there?" Sensei Tommy left the group with the popular kids and made his way towards the door. Just as he was about to reach the door, it exploded, sending him flying backwards.

"Sensei!"

"Tommy!"

Screams and shouting filled the air as several men with guns came barging in. The others tried fighting back as Trini and Kimberely ran to Tommy side, but they were soon overwhelmed by superior numbers.

"Taylor...I don't feel so well." Greg mumbled as he grabbed his head. Speaking of which, Amy and Lisa also grabbed their own heads falling to their knees. Suddenly, pain struck Taylor's forehead.

Then, Taylor felt like she was flying and being torn apart all at once. Eventually, the pain went away and she was standing in a room that looked like a Tinker from the Nineties had created.

"My head…" Lisa mumbled as she held her head still.

"Greetings." Said a loud and powerful voice. Quickly looking up, Taylor's eyes met the holographic ones of a big blue floating head.

"I am Zordon."

A/N

For those who are worried about Greg, don't worry. There's this thing called character development.

I still cant decide on the Zords