A/n:  This is the first time I've written a Power Ranger FanFic, so please be easy on me.  Please read and review.  Feedback is appreciated.

She stood by the window watching the people below as the sun set.  Soon it would be time to prey upon the hunters of the night.   When the last rays of daylight was in the sky the few remaining people deserted the streets for shelter.  Darkness never frightened her; she welcomed its dark embrace. 

            Slowly she drew back the curtains and flipped on a light laminating the small living space.  Next to the light switch was a tall old mirror in which she glanced at herself.  Tall and willowy, with brown hair that fell to her shoulders and dark eyes she blended into night like a second skin.  She looked into the mirror and checked to see if anything on her black outfit was out of place.  "Not bad, Kim" she whispered silently while tracing a small scar on her left cheek.

            As she turned from the mirror Kim opened up a small hidden cabinet to put her gear on.  In automatic pilot she put all the knives in the right places on her outfit, blended in so the naked eye couldn't see.  When she was done her eyes fell across a picture of Tommy Oliver taken seven years ago.  Back than they were just two people in love and in their senior year of high school.

            Kim paused a moment to let the memories wash over her starting with that damn letter that she had written him.  Under the pressures of her coach her relationship with Tommy couldn't go anywhere, so he urged her to break it off.  The competitions were more important than a quick love affair; at least it was in the Coach's mind.  For two years Kim followed everything Coach dictated at her without questions.  After winning round after round, she grew tired of the strict coach and left. 

            Almost immediately she returned to Angel Grove hoping to start off from where she left.  As it turns out everything was different from what she remembered.  There was a new evil in town and the current Power Rangers couldn't help everyone.  Daylight was the only safety that people knew.  Before Kim knew it, she was dressing in black going out to fight the new evils during the night.  Her training as a Power Ranger and a gymnast came in handy. She felt as if this was her calling.

            It was going on five years since Kim had returned and she still had yet to meet up with her old friends.  Unfortunately the new evils took up most of her time and the Power Rangers time.  Occasionally she would run into them as they were fighting and only helping them out if they needed it.  When the battle was done, she would disappear as silently as she had arrived.  Usually when Kim saw them she would hide in the dark and watch them, she wasn't fit to be apart of their bright shinning light.

            With a hand held to her lips and then pressed against the photograph she silently whispered, "Be safe tonight Tommy, I'll always love you," she locked up the cabinet and headed out towards the front door.  Silently she creped out the door and headed towards the street looking for trouble.

A/N:  What did you think?  Please read and review.  Sorry this was a short chapter, but I wanted to get it out.  More will follow with more dialogue.  This was just a prelude.