I looked down and held my hands in front of me. They were black, and covered with some kind of crystalized metal. It was weird, but awesome. I felt empowered, like I could take on anything the world wanted to throw at me.

Except for magic.

I completely forgot I was standing on top of a witch, and without a moment's notice, I was sent flying through the air and through the window of a store nearby. My armor had vanished, blood was dripping down my back, and I heard people screaming outside. I saw one man try to get up and run away.

" You dare defy me?" The witch screamed and slashed the man with her staff, killing him instantly.

Come on. Come on... Morph.

I tried hard to morph again. I had done it before, and I had to do it again. I put my hand to my chest, and thought about morphing.

My eyes shot open, suddenly, I yelled,
" Mastodon!"

Everyone turned my way, but before they could see me, my black armor materialized around me.

" Huh, let's try this!" My Power Axe appeared in the palms of my hands. It was mainly black, with hints of gold and violet on the blade. I flipped it so that the blade was facing me. Pressing some kind of trigger, I shot a blast of energy at the witch. She stumbled back, and glared at me. If looks could kill, I'd be a bloody corpse.

" H-How dare you!" The witch charged at me, but I was able to kick her in the stomach. She swung her staff at me. I swung my axe at her. The equal force of our weapons knocked us both back a few feet. I got back up, and actually got in a good hit using my axe. "Enough!" She yelled.

" No, this is enough!"

Kiba Changer!

I turned around, but I was too late. All I saw was a white flash, and the witch's body laying on the concrete.

" Y-You haven't seen the last of me,"

...

Jason's Pov

" Angel Grove Police are calling this incident a terrorist attack and are not taking this situation lightly, "

I sat down on the couch in front of the tv. I was worn out from school and football practice, so I was looking for a little bit of a getaway.

I was watching a news report. Apparently, there was some kind of attack downtown. I guess maybe I should've been there, I am supposed to be a hero.

I've been having trouble believing any of it though. I mean, why were we chosen to become Power Rangers? How could any of this even be true? I didn't know, and quite frankly, I didn't have time to ask any questions.

But if this attack told me anything, it's that I need to be out there. The Ranger part of the situation could wait. Right now, it was all about protecting our city.

I group texted my friends, and told them to meet up at the Command Center. We needed a game plan...