Disclaimer: I do not own Power Rangers: Samurai or any of its characters. I only own Thalia Jane. Any of the story line that seems familiar, I do not own.

Rain heavily pattered down on the window panes of a small one story house. The wind howled, thunder accompanying its song with the sound of pounding and crashing drums. Nature's music. Now, in this small house lived a small family of two. A father and his daughter. On this particular day, old arguments and silly concerns plagued the minds of the two people, resulting in a tension filled household. What they were fighting about, well, I'll let them tell you.

THALIA JANE POV

"Thalia Jane Rosland!"

"IT'S TJ."

"You stop with that attitude this instant missy!"

"Or what? You'll send me to my room?"

"I-"

"EXACTLY MY POINT."

Before the thing could retort, a loud knock startled us both. I warily watched my father, curious to see the action he'd take. He turned to look at me.

"Don't you look at me! This isn't my house!"

Glaring, my father ripped open the door with a loud, snappy, "WHAT?"

But there was nothing there. At least, nothing living.

"Damn those stupid kids who think- what's this?"

My father crouched down to pick up a piece of paper on the doorway. His frame visibly stiffened. I saw him change from being forty five to looking sixty in a matter of seconds.

"Well TJ, it looks like you've won."

"Won what?" I asked, very confused.

"The Samurai Rangers need the Black Samurai Ranger's help."

"Xandred's back? But I thought you helped seal him away!"

"I can't answer a question that I don't have the answer to myself now can I? Though I am strongly against this, I have no choice. I can't fight anymore. You must go and help them."

"You're actually letting me leave?"

"Yes. Get ready. We leave early tomorrow before we part ways for who knows how long."