Author: Jadelyn Tate

Story: Begotten

Characters: RJ, Kim

Disclaimer: I own no one, the idea of RJ and Kim being siblings is all Tara's over at PRU's, I'm just expanding it into a fic.

Summery: A Shark. A Crane. A Wolf. And you thought your family had issues.

TimeLine: Set after One Master Too Many

Author Notes: Enjoy!


"You know, I prefer a brother who calls me shorty or midget or who steals my chocolate or who gets overprotective when I date," Kimberly grumbled to herself as she stumbled to her feet from getting thrown up at the roof and crashing on the basketball court floor. She glared at the werewolf. "Instead I get a brother who is stuck as a werewolf and it's NOT EVEN A FREAKIN' FULL MOON!"

RJ howled at her and rushed. With a strangled "eep," she dodged out of the way only to find her brother standing over her when she got back up. She cursed as he picked her up and threw her up into one of the beams.

"Okay, that's it, I'm getting fat so no one can pick me up and toss me into ceilings cause this? Is getting ridiculous," she muttered as RJ stalked forward. Kim jumped over his head, kicking into his back as she did so. He shot forward into the wall before bouncing off and to the floor. Wincing, Kimberly watched him warily. He shook his head and turned back to her with a growl. She sighed and motioned for him to come.

"At least this didn't happen back before I got back into the swing of things," she muttered as she dodged his swipe. Snapping her foot out to connect with his face, she scolded him as he held onto his muzzle.

"It's not nice to try and bite people, RJ, especially when they're trying to--AHHH!" she screamed as her brother pounced and tossed her in the air again. Sighing in annoyance, she landed on the floor and ducked his subsequent swipe.

"RJ, why are you just throwing me into the air? I'm a freakin BIRD!" she reminded him. "Throwing me into the air gives me a second wind—literally!"

Ignoring her comment, as he had all of her jibes, he sprung onto her, grabbing her neck and squeezing. Eyes bulging, she brought her knee up and in direct contact of his groin. With a howl, he leapt away, whimpering.

"Sorry, Rage, but whats a little pain to killing your sister?" she asked with a cringe as she struggled to her feet.

Growling louder than ever, he attacked. Sliding away at the last minute using sight to sight teleportation, her brother stumbled. Not giving herself time to gloat, the pink ninjetti ran for the door and locked it so he wouldn't be able to go down and hurt Fran or any of the customers. Turning around, she gasped as he brother's muzzle was inches from her face.

"Nice doggy," she whimpered slightly and he cocked his head to the side. He stared at her and sniffed as she stared back, not moving a muscle. Don't bite me, don't bite me, please don't bite me!

Suddenly and without warning, he pulled away and fell to his knees. Kim dropped next to him, grabbing his arm.

"RJ…?" she whispered and with a pained groan, everything but his eyes transferred back. As the wolf stared at her from her brothers' face, she swallowed.

"Pack," he whispered, his voice hoarse. Kim's eyes widened and she nodded, grabbing his hand.

"I prefer the term family but yeah, that's what we are Rage, pack," she agreed quickly and sighed in relief as the Wolf faded. RJ stared at her in disbelief.

"Its gone," he whispered, struggling to his feet. "I'm back in control!" he exclaimed and then grunted when Kim launched herself at him.

"Don't ever do that again, Rage, cause I just mighthurt you next time," she murmured and he nodded against her hood.

"I need to go help the rest of the pack," he murmured, pulling away. Kim frowned at the term but didn't comment.

"Be careful," she whispered as he left, a box in hand. Idly wondering what the box contained, she went and called for Fran to come back up and the two settled in front of the screen. At Fran's worried look about Kim sitting in RJ's chair, Kim smirked.

"Don't worry, Fran, my brother owes me," she told her and Fran nodded, deciding not to ask.

"Maybe I can give you the challenge you're looking for!" RJ grinned at the monster on the screen. Kim leaned forward when he opened the box. He pulled out a morpher and slapped it on his wrist. As her younger brother morphed into the first purple ranger, Kimberly could only gape.

"Come on guys, let's go help him!" Casey cried onscreen and Kim grabbed the communicator.

"No, guys leave him to it. RJ won't be happy if you interfere—this is his chance to make amends for the unneeded guilt he has," she told them. Casey nodded.

"Alright, unless he needs it, we'll stay off to the side," he agreed and Kim nodded.

As the monster re-exploded, Kim suddenly giggled. Fran looked at her curiously and Kim smirked.

"I can't wait till Dad finds out both his kids ended up rangers."


"RJ?" Theo called out worriedly. Kim and RJ looked down from the kitchenette and saw the four teens looking at the wolf Merrick had dropped off that morning in horror.

"Uh, don't worry RJ, I'll brush you everyday," Casey told the wolf. The two siblings exchanged amused looks as they stood up and walked to the railing.

"And you can have all the pizza you want," Lily added.

"And a flea bath once a month," Theo added in disgust, blowing on his hands. Kim snickered at her brother's disgusted face.

"Uh ix-nay on the flea bath," he told them and the four teens looked up at them in surprise. "But the pizza and getting brushed everyday? That sounds great!"

"And people say I'm obsessed with my hair," Kim muttered. Her brother ignored her and made his way downstairs.

"Come on, Nikki, it is definitely time to go home," RJ informed the animal as the teens looked on in amusement. "I've just been dog sitting."

"Not very well by the looks of it," Kim said with a smirk. RJ stuck his tongue out and grabbed Nikki's leash. As the four rangers and one bookworm left the loft, Kim looked around and then back at their retreating forms.

"I am NOT cleaning this up!"