A/N – Right…Okay. Well. I said I had an idea…I TOLD you all it didn't make sense! This is just my mind doing weird things. – Taz is made to read the boy she's looking after, Danny (from a Roleplay) a fairytale on one condition – she and the other rangers are the main characters. Yes. This will be TUp, Buguary, Tootsiegirl and Spayonder!

Enjoy XD

It was a peaceful evening in Miami, at the Starship Ranger base. Taz was currently tending to her ward, a six year old boy named Danny. She was looking after him with the help of her team after finding him in an alleyway after meeting him and his family a week before. She felt a sense of duty towards the child, seeing that his mother and brother were now dead, and his father in jail, so she was doing her best to make life as normal as possible for him.

"Hey, Taz?" Danny asked, glancing up at the woman he had learned to love like a sister. He had found an old Spanish storybook on her bookshelf, and though he couldn't understand a word of the text, he was entranced by the beautiful art work. He held it in his lap, flipping through it carefully, and waited for Taz to reply.

"Si?" Taz asked, sitting down on the bed next to him, raising an eyebrow slightly when she saw the book. "Do jou even understand any of dat?" She asked the six year old, who simply shrugged his shoulders and shook his head. Taz shook her head, fighting a smile off of her face, and ruffled Danny's hair. She had been wary about looking after the kid, but he had grown on her a lot more, despite his fondness for Krayonder. She'd just have to stop letting Krayonder babysit. It was a bad idea from the start.

"Will you read me a story?" Danny asked, and Taz wrinkled her nose slightly, taking the book from him.

"Sure," She said slowly, and then paused when Danny interrupted her.

"Read a story from there, but put you, Up and the others as the characters," he said quickly, grinning at her, and Taz rolled her eyes.

"Fine, fine." She sighed, and flipped the book open to a certain page. She smiled slightly, recognizing the story and deciding that it was perfect for what Danny wanted. "Once upon a time, in a land of magic, dragons, knights and royalty, a story takes place. Dis is no ordinary story, however. It tells de tale of a princess, who desperately wanted to be a knight."

"I bet she's you!" Danny said immediately, grinning, and Taz lightly flicked his forehead.

"Who's telling dis story?" she asked, and Danny pouted, so she continued. "De knights were commanded by a strong and fearless leader. Knight Commander Up."

Knight Commander Up was known as the fiercest and most ruthless person throughout the entire land. It wasn't particularly true, it was just a façade to keep enemy kingdoms at bay, but he was very strict on enforcing rules, and never let his knights slack even for a second. Up was tall, well-built with chestnut brown hair with flecks of grey in it. His eyes were a bright blue yet turned an icy blue when he was angry. His job was to command the band of knights who protected the King and Queen, and their daughter, Princess Tasmine.

Currently, Up was out on patrol, making sure the citizens of the village remained safe. He didn't have to do this, as his duties extended only to the royal family, but he liked to make sure everyone stayed safe and unharmed.

Heaving a small sigh, Up glanced wearily at the entrance to the forest and edged his horse forward, gripping onto his sword with one hand. He knew better than anyone the dangers of the forest, as the long thin scar covering his eye indicated. Still, he had a job to do, and holding himself tall, he headed down the path into the forest. There was silence in the trees as he passed, and Up was certain he didn't trust that one little bit. His muscles tense, he was almost relieved when he heard a loud snarl from a clearing up ahead. That however, was soon changed as a very human, female yelp followed the sound.

"Walker, go!" He urged his horse immediately, drawing his sword, and the stallion immediately charged forward, heading into the clearing. Up leapt from his back immediately, ready to attack, but froze at the sight before him.

A dark brown feline creature on four legs, with razor sharp teeth was circling a young woman, one of the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on. She had caramel coloured skin, similar to many of the people in the nearby town. Her long black ebony hair was pulled back in a simple black braid down her back, and stopped at her waist. It was her eyes, however, which called to him the most. They were a deep brown, and seemed to hold all the warmth of nature within them. Nature's eyes, he had heard eyes like that called once.

The mysterious woman seemed to be about nineteen or in her early twenties, and was wearing, much to his surprise, hunting gear. Well-fitting brown leather pants, dark brown hunters boots, she also wore a well-fitting dark green tunic, a simple brown belt around her waist, and brown leather arm guards around her wrists. Instead of cowering in fear, like Up had initially expected, The woman was crouched, her head tilted to one side slightly as she watched the feline circle her slowly. In her right hand she held a long, curved knife, and Up was astounded by the craftsmanship behind the weapon, forgetting about the laws which went against woman carrying weaponry for the time-being.

He snapped out of his shock and awe suddenly as the feline lunged. He cursed and darted forward to help, but the woman seemed to use her weight and size in advantage. She dodged effortlessly and then dived on the creature herself, pinning it to the ground. It let out a cross between a hiss and a snarl, but was silenced as the woman pressed her knife into its jugular cleanly, killing it in one single move. She drew her knife from its throat, wiping it on the grass to clean the steel, and then stood, sheathing her knife to her belt with a satisfied smile. She glanced up and noticed Up standing there, and fell back with a curse, staring at him wide-eyed.

Up realised he must look intimidating, the Knight Commander stood in a fighting position with his sword held aloft, and slowly, he lowered his blade to try and pacify her.

"It's okay," He said quickly, slipping his sword back into his sheath. "I'm not here t'hurt you. I'm just here to help, but uh – y'seemed to have it covered."

The woman glanced at her kill, and then those eyes darted back to him once again, suspicious, wary. Up took a step forward, and she immediately took one back, narrowing her eyes as she did so.

"Tell me, Knight Commander," The woman stated, and Up noted a thick accent in her words. She sounded native, like many of the residents of the town also did. "What would resisting arrest add onto my charges of carrying a weapon due to my sex?"

"What?" Up asked blankly, and suddenly the rule came back to him, and he cursed silently. "Oh right, THAT rule." He paused slightly, looking uncomfortable. "I think, we can just say this never happened, as long as y'tell me who taught you how to fight like that."

The woman's lips twitched slightly and she fingered the handle of her blade slightly, pulling herself out of her crouched position. She regarded him with her captivating eyes for a second, eyes that seemed to stare straight into him.

"I taught myself." She replied casually. "I had to find something to do to take up my time. Besides." She gestured to the giant dead feline. "I can take dis into de town and trade it. I have to make money somehow, and dis is de most effective way."

"So yer a hunter." Up noted, raising his eyebrows. A female hunter. He admired her gall and her tenacity, certainly. No-one had ever spoken to him so casually, so uncaring. He wondered suddenly if she was even from around here – he after all, had a reputation for being a bit of a dragon. "What's y'name?"

"Taz," The woman replied, leaning back against a tree, surveying him with a tiny smile on her lips. "So, jou're not going to arrest me?"

"Not today, ma'am." Up replied with a wry smile, moving to stand in front of her. "Just don't let me catch y'doing it again."

Taz sucked in a breath, pretending to look thoughtful before she spoke again, and her eyes seemed to dance with mischief.

"I can't promise dat," She said slowly, and brushed past him, a sly smile on her lips. Up turned to watch her, grinning slightly before he heard a horn in the distance. He turned, cursing slightly, and then looked at Taz, who whistled, presumably calling her horse.

"I have to go. Will I see you again?" Up asked, hoping the answer would be yes, for reasons he couldn't fathom. His brain was screaming that this girl was trouble, but her strength, attitude and most certainly her beauty was calling to him.

"Probably." Taz replied, lightly biting her lip. "If jou look in de right places."

Up wondered what she meant by that, but didn't have much time to dwell upon on it, as the horn echoed in the distance for a second time. He simply gave her a polite nod and pulled himself up onto Walker before urging him forward and out of the forest quickly.

Taz watched him go, a half smile on her face, but shook herself out of it as she felt something nudge her side. She glanced to her left, seeing her pitch black stallion, Jose, staring dutifully at him. She rubbed his nose slightly and then gripped onto the feline's back, grimacing as she hefted it up onto Jose's back. He whinnied slightly, impatient, and Taz rolled her eyes.

"Relax, Jose. I got away with it." She assured him, and strapped the feline onto his back, so it wouldn't fall. She checked her saddle bags for a moment and then nodded, hoisting herself up onto his back. "Let's go. To the town!" she urged, and Jose began to run, dodging through the trees as he headed in a shortcut that both he and Taz knew well by now. They approached the small town, and Jose slowed down to a trot so he wouldn't accidentally knock over some villagers. Many of the villagers greeted her as she passed, calling out good morning. Taz simply nodded in return, heading towards the butchers. She stopped in front of it, and the Butcher, a villager named Armond, a dark skinned male with messy black hair and large muscles looked up at her before grinning.

"'Ello, Taz. Brought me some fresh meat?" He asked as Taz dismounted Jose.

"Always." Taz replied with a shrug and unhooked the feline from Jose. She gripped onto its fur and dragged it from his back before dropping it onto the butcher's table. "Freshly killed, one injury, to the neck. Jugular."

"I can always count on you, Taz." Armond told her, shaking his head. "This is perfect. It's gonna help a lot."

"Always ready to help." Taz shrugged, and glanced around. "Is Bug around here?" she asked, remembering the letter she held for the villager in her saddle bag. She frowned however, when Armond looked troubled. "What?"

"Y'didn't hear then… Bug got taken away early this morning by the knights. We don't know why. Came as a shock, that boy never gets in trouble."

Taz swore under her breath and pulled herself up onto Jose's back without another word. She turned him towards the direction of the castle and narrowed her eyes before she urged Jose forward, and he ran full gallop, towards the castle.