[Sentai]

Another Saturday afternoon and the Rangers found themselves training once again. Mia and Emily beneath the shade of the deck, practicing their brush strokes against canvas in creating their symbols. Kevin and Mike stood within the center of the training ground doing another spar against one another. Sharing jabs of their Kendo Sticks, and becoming better should another Nighlok attack. While Jayden watched them all with pride from Master Ji’s side in the doorway of their home. And Antonio packed inside for another afternoon of fishing by the seaside.
It was so idealic, and so pathetic in her mind. Was it any wonder the Sanzu River was seeping into the mortal realm so freely? Spending their time practicing, focusing their attentions on defense instead if offense by hunting the Nighlok down where they lived, and helping the pathetic people who fell for their lies. Because of them she was needed. Because of them she had no choice but to return from exile and handle the situation herself.
So much into their own attentions they weren’t prepared for what happened next. The quick succession of slashed from her spinsword against their front gate, hurtling chunks of exploding old wood into the once pristine garden. The Rangers, so convinced their home could never be violated, weren’t prepared for the explosion at the gate of their home. Mike and Kevin blocked some of the larger chunks with their swords, of course. But were soon overwhelmed. Emily and Mia both dove for the entrance of their home, right behind Master Ji and Jayden. Who used symbol power to protect their home from harm. But even they were pelted by the larger chunks of their gate.

From beneath the rubble a few coughs rang out, and a deep grunt before Jayden pushed the large chunk of wood from off himself and Emily. “Is everyone alright?” Emily gave a faint nod, her ears still ringing from the knock she took. Kevin and Mike both called out they were fine and Master Ji had hold of Mia, helping her up having took a nasty blow against her ankle. “Antonio?” On cue the fisherman emerged from the building, leaning against the doorframe holding his head. “Fantastico, Jayden. Took a nasty bump but I’ll live.”
“Of course you will live.” They all turned towards the voice which rang out from within the smoking remains of their home’s front gate. “If I wished you destroyed, believe, you would be so, Boy.” One foot placed before the other she walked through the smoke, revealing herself beneath the beaming sun above. And she looked like… “… Another Ranger?!” Mike stealing the words right from everyone else. She was another Ranger. Standing six foot she stood with one hand wrapped around the handle of her sword, aiming the blade tip towards Master Ji’s heart. As though one movement would send her next attack towards him directly. Her uniform though was so much different. Stately black from head to toe, with white trimming around her boots and gloves. As though a negative image of the rangers themselves. And her helmet had no symbol, just a single down turned visor making her look forever angry.
“Master Ji?” Jayden turned towards him, confused how there could be another Ranger, but their mentor looked dumbfounded. As though he had just seen a very real ghost. “But you were in exile, you swore on your blade never to return.” They could not see but beneath her helmet she smiled. “Unless you had failed your mission. And you have, my old Sensei. You have failed. The Sanzu River rises into this world, the City cries in sorrow from constant assaults, and your Rangers.. Are not fulfilling their duty.”
“Who is she to..” Master Ji rose his hand, silencing Mike’s protest before turning his attention back towards the mysterious woman. This Samurai Black. “You have no right.” Scoffing she gave a long humorless laugh, and sheathed her blade moments before her arms came to fold against her chest. “No right? You forced the right upon me when they failed! Now.. Will you surrender them willingly?”

All of the rangers look towards their Master, confused as to what she could be speaking of. Untill the moment she rose her right hand and revealed she to carried a Folding Zord. The black design was exactly like Jayden’s Lion, though completely blank with more white trim. “Call them my Bat.” The small creature’s wings spread revealing the outer shell were it’s wings wrapped around itself, spread wide now to almost three foot.
And the call it gave moved through them all. Making them cry out as their ears rang from the intense screech, and then watched helpless as their own Zords flew from within the house. Flying circles around the woman. Landing upon her hand and shoulders as though returning to an old friend. And just as quick, the Zord closed again and all disappeared through the opening of their destroyed gate. “I, Samurai Black, will defend this city. I will Destroy the Nighlok and Master Zandred, and you.. Should you be idiotic enough to attempt and stop me. You have had your turn, Children.. And now it has become mine!”