Disclaimer: Not mine, sorry!

A/N: This is a series of short-shorts about the orignial Five in a first person-stream of concious pov.

I stood in a world far beyond the Youth Center, homework and girls and he changed my life. I never understood, really, but as I looked at him, a man trapped beyond us all, with wisdom and knowledge I could only dream of, something happened. Something passed between us, a promise, perhaps, knowledge, certainly. My world expanded in that instant and I knew that I would never be able to walk away from what I had been asked to do. Even as Zack called me away, I promised him, Zordon, my leader and mentor, with my eyes, that I would not leave him alone in his fight.

Even though I followed my friends, I knew that Zordon knew I would return. Alone or with them, it wouldn’t matter. I had committed myself. I would be his red ranger, his leader, until I could no longer serve.

That assurance gave me a strength that my friends, my team, needed. There was no question of it, my acceptance, tacit and unspoken, would lead to theirs. I hadn’t wanted to advise them on using the morphers, but when they were ready, I took my chance and they followed.

Nobody can describe morphing; it’s too personal and too powerful all at once. But when I opened my eyes and looked upon the world through that visor, with my team about me, I knew that this was the destiny I’d been given, and it was everything that was right in the world. I was the Red Ranger.