To be a Ranger 1

Author Note: Hello! Okay, as some of you may recall, I wrote a story called Mr. Mother about Jayden, Emily, and their five, (soon to be six,) children. Well, it seems yall enjoyed it, so I am making this story about learning to become the next generation of Samurai. :D

"Give it back!" sixteen year old Josh demanded to his younger five year old sister, Tiffany.

"No!" she gripped his game and took off.

He sped after her and grabbed her ankles. Suddenly, she was upside down in the air. Squealing, she tried to free herself.

"Thank you!" he snickered, grabbing his game and dropping her onto the fluffy couch.

"Hmph!" she grunted, looking up at him from her upside down postion, "I'll get you next time."

"Oh, really?" he set his game to the side and raised an eyebrow, "let's see what you got, pipsqueak."

She got a detirmined look in her blue eyes. In one long, powerful motion, she flipped backwards from the couch and landed on the coffee table perfectly. Jumping down, she grabbed her father's, Jayden's, golf club from the doorway and got in a battle stance.

"Where did you learn..?" Josh began, but she struck his legs with force.

Yelping in rage and pain, he grabbed a gold club of his own and swung for her hip. She leapt upward and pinned the point into the ground with her feet. She struck his hip, bringing him to his side. In a powerful leap, she landed behind him and held the club sideways across his throat.

Gulping, he told her, "Okay, I give. But when..where..?"

"My thoughts exactly," Jayden was in the doorway, gaping at her, "Emily!"

Later that evening, Jayden and Emily were deep in discussion about that very topic as their children played outside.

"Honey, I think it's time for the next generation of Power Rangers," Emily told her husband softly.

"We defeated Master Xandred," he sighed, "but sadly the Nilock are controlled by that new leader." (More on that later.)

"Considering our powers, we must make the next Red Ranger," Emily told him, "the Yellow Ranger powers were put into my sister."

"Good," Jayden nodded, "so wouldn't it be Josh? He has to start training right away."

He rose, but she pulled him to the window.

"I'm not sure," she whispered as they watched their children, "look."

Out in the yard, the children were all in a circle.

"Okay, guys," Serena, their bold, pretty, outgoing twelve year old, commanded, "we all know how Mom and Dad are former Power Rangers, right?"

"Duh!" her siblings all yelled at once.

"Well, one of us is going to be a Power Ranger," she grinned, "and whoever it is will be the leader Red Ranger. So, let's train and see who's going to be the Red Ranger."

"How did she know?" Jayden whispered to Emily, who shrugged.

"Train where? This is just our yard," Josh pointed out.

"Well, duh!" she rolled her sea eyes, "we're going to build a training course!"

"Really?" Jason, Jayden and Emily's rowdy, wild six year old asked eagerly.

"Cool!" Tiffany squealed.

"That is awesome," Josh's caring big brother innocence came on out, "let's get to work!"

Their four oldest children got to work. The youngest member of the family currently, Molly, who was two, played in her playpen with blocks. Jayden and Emily got comfortable as they watched their children work, humored, proud, and deep in thought.

"Come on guys!" Serena encouraged, "we've got this!"

The four had work gloves on, and they were all hard at work. Josh was welding the metal together, Jason was assembling the dummies, Tiffany was finding worthy wood, and Serena was making the training wooden swords. They all looked like mini construction workers.

"It may be late," Josh declared, "but let's work all night if we have too!"

"Yeah!" the other three agreed loudly, working harder.

Three hours ticked on by. Flashlights shone all around, and the four siblings were still going on strong. Jayden tiredly watched his offspring as Emily slept up against him on the window bench.

When the door opened, he quickly grabbed a book and pretended to read. Serena trotted in, carrying her sleeping baby sister up to bed. She walked past, not paying her parents any mind.

When the clock struck midnight, Jayden carefully laid Emily on the bench and went on out.

"You kids, it's too late to be working," he told them, "come to bed."

"We can't stop now, Dad," Josh looked up from his project, "we're on a roll now."

"Just.." Jayden remembered how he used to be so stubborn, "okay. But come to bed whenever you get tied. Don't make yourselves sick. Promise?"

"Promise!" the four yelled, going back to work.

Sighing with a shrug, the former Red Ranger lifted Emily up slightly so he could curl up beside her. He fell asleep with her on that bench in warmth watching the kids work.

When nine AM struck the clock, Jayden sat up with Emily. They had slept quite a bit, and..where were the kids?

Jayden's eyes went wide. There they were, still working on that training room. But they had certainlly made progress. BIG progress.

Red and yellow mats covered most of the yard in an even square. Battle dummies were standing sturdy to the far left in two wide rows, and about ten training swords, wooden, strong, and shiny, were gleaming in a metal bucket near them. A wide spaced area was there to pratice fight, and rings and bars hung above them to pratice strength in the air. If they were to fall, the padding would protect them.

A H2O station stood ready to the side, and their newly sewn training outfits were folded in a pile. Basically, it was amazing.

The kids were just finishing up the cleaning up part. All of them.

Giving the last dummy a final wipe, Serena wiped her forehead and tucked the rag in her back pocket. Josh sat on the edge as Tiffany and Jason plopped down on the ground.

"We did it," Serena smiled, exhausted, "we really did it."

"I know," Josh high fived his brother and sisters, "now let's sleep."

"Agreed," Tiffany nodded as Jason fell asleep.

Jayden and Emily looked at each other in amazement as they looked at the training course. It was perfect in every way.

They had all put their souls into this. But what would happen when only one could ever use it?