Hi everyone! Perf here with an early Christmas present and the start of another new series. Hopefully hanging out with some new Rangers in the sun and surf will help keep us warm during these cold winter months. Thank you again to all who submitted OC's and especially those whose characters were chosen for the main cast: Condor-K, fantasticrhapsody, Misty Charming, and ImaSupernaturalCSI.

I do not own Power Rangers, but I still hope you'll enjoy the story.

The remnants of a blood red sunset hung over the horizon as Hine Nui slowly made her way upon the sandy shore of the deserted island. The sounds of the surf continued to pound around her as the ancient being made her way from the darkening waters to the shadows of the tree line. Long black strands of slimy seaweed trailed behind her like the train of some kind of macabre dress. How long had it been since the old shaman imprisoned her in that vessel and threw her out into the tide, to be forgotten by time?

It didn't matter anymore. It had taken countless years, but she had finally broken free and returned on the tides. It would only be a matter of time now before she would be able to start recovering her strength and taking vengeance on the people who now inhabited the islands of Hawaii. In the fading light, she was able to spy the glittering lights of the city of Honolulu across the waters in the far distance. Hine Nui gave a sadistic smile and decided that her new reign of terror should begin where she had originally started… on the island of Oahu.

Cameron Monroe squinted his eyes in the bright sunlight as he stepped out of the rental car and straightened his short sleeve khaki service uniform. As the handsome young Navy officer made his way up the front walkway of the large mansion in front of him, he couldn't help but notice the colorful flowers and the dense but well maintained flora on the lawn. A faint hint of the flowers' sweet fragrance wafted through the warm balmy air and tickled his nose while he arrived at the doorway.

For a moment, Cameron couldn't help but sigh. It had barely been 48 hours since he had arrived in Honolulu, Hawaii and as much as he wanted to enjoy the scenery and tropical paradise around him, he had "important" work to do.

He removed his cap from his short brown hair and tucked a dark blue binder full of paperwork under his arm before ringing the doorbell.

Cameron stood at crisp attention for several long moments before ringing the doorbell again. Still there was no answer. Cameron checked his wristwatch with a frown. Mr. Sato said he would be at home and expecting to meet him at 1 PM. It was now 1 on the dot.

"Can I help you?" came a female's voice from behind. Cameron turned to see a beautiful young woman of about 23.

She was probably no more than a year or two younger than him. She was a tan skinned girl with a very athletic build and long dark brown hair. She wore short khaki shorts over what looked to be a yellow swimsuit with a lifeguard insignia. In her hair was a small yellow hibiscus. While she looked to have the dark features of a local Hawaiian, it was possible she might have been part Asian as well.

"Ah… yes," he said in momentary surprise, "I'm here for a meeting with the businessman Mr. Koichiro Sato. Do you know him?"

"He's my Dad," the young woman said looking him up and down for a moment. Whether she was just amused or being a little flirtatious, it was hard to tell, "And you are?"

"Lieutenant Cameron Monroe, United States Navy," he answered crisply as if by reflex.

"Naomi Sato. Pleased to meet you Lieutenant," the girl smiled as she shook his hand, "If you're looking for my Dad, he's probably out back in the gardens. He likes to spend a lot of time there."

She gestured for him to follow her toward the side of the house and she opened a small fence leading towards a lush garden. "I was actually just dropping by after work to check in on him too," Naomi said idly as they walked together, "I'm guessing you're here about my Dad's monster stories?"

"You know about that?" Cameron asked curiously pushing aside some low hanging ferns.

Naomi shrugged, "Well, yeah. He's got to tell somebody since no one else really believes him. What about you Mr. Monroe? Do you believe in monsters?"

"It doesn't really matter what I believe," Cameron said carefully, "The Office of Naval Intelligence seems to think there might be a threat, so that's why I'm here… to investigate, whatever it may be."

Naomi turned and gave him a curious glance, "You really don't believe there's anything unusual going on in this island... do you? Certainly the military knows all about the Power Rangers and monsters they've fought on the mainland, right?"

Cameron shrugged while Naomi stopped and turned to face him, "Lieutenant, my Dad isn't crazy. I mean, I have a hard time believing something like that too, plus the local people here can be pretty superstitious about some really silly things… but I don't think he'd lie about something like this either… and that bothers me."

Cameron fixed Naomi with his blue eyes and gave her a steady look while trying to put on a reassuring expression, "Well Miss Sato, I promise you I'm not going to be jumping to any conclusions about monsters, talking tiki heads, or Power Rangers just yet. I'm just here to talk to him."

Naomi chewed her lip for a long moment in thought before giving a small nod and gesturing toward a nearby patio where an older middle aged Japanese man sat lounging in a chair, "Sure… right this way Lieutenant."

After greetings were made, Cameron joined Mr. Sato and his daughter Naomi on the back porch of the mansion. As they sat at the porch table with some glasses of lemonade, Mr. Sato recounted his story while Cameron patiently took notes in his binder.

"All right Mr. Sato," Cameron said patiently looking over his notes again, "Let me see if I have this right. Your real estate development firm was doing work on some new beach houses near the coast."

The short older man with graying hair nodded while Cameron continued, "The construction workers claimed they saw some sort of supernatural being… a talking tiki head with glowing eyes?"

"That's right Lieutenant," Sato answered, "He goes by the name of Kanohi. I didn't believe it at first either, but then I went to confront him myself and I saw that he's real."

The young Navy officer raised a skeptical eyebrow before glancing over toward Naomi who looked a little uncomfortable too. "And you say that this Kanohi thing warned you that the island would soon be in danger?"

"And that he wanted my help in finding some candidates willing to help guard against the coming threat."

Cam tapped his pen gently on the table, "And what can you tell me about this… threat?"

Sato furrowed his brow, "Well, from what I understand, Kanohi said it was some sort of evil sorceress… or ancient demi-goddess. I can't remember exactly."

Cameron stared at the businessman wondering if maybe so many high pressure real estate deals or the heat of the Hawaiian sun just caused the old man to lose his mind. He folded his binder nonchalantly, "This cave with the talking tiki head… may I go see it?"

"Are you really serious?" Naomi cut in from across the table in surprise, "You actually believe my father about this?"

"I didn't say I believe him," Cameron corrected her patiently, "But if there's a credible threat to the country here, then I have to look into it, no matter how crazy it sounds."

Naomi turned to her father with a pleading look, "Come on Dad. Are you really being serious about all this here? I mean… for God's sake, we've got the military involved now."

Sato frowned toward his daughter in rebuke, "I am. And you're in no position to lecture me about being serious Naomi. Not with the way you live your life."

Cameron stayed quiet for a long moment watching the father and daughter angrily stare each other down. Finally, he cleared his throat to interrupt any further awkwardness, "Mr. Sato, my commanding officer Captain Ramos told me that he was having me look into this as a personal favor to you because you're old friends. You're really sure the local police are not willing to take care of this instead?"

Sato gave an apologetic smile and rose, "Yes Lieutenant. I'm sorry that you've been dragged into this and I understand your doubts. But please, just give me a chance and let me show you."

"I'm under orders sir. It's not like I have much choice anyway," Cam quipped rising from his seat and following the businessman.

"Wait! I'm coming too!" Naomi called catching Cam's arm. "Please? If this is worrying my father this much, then the least I can do is try to help."

Cam glanced over toward Sato who simply shrugged. Turning toward Naomi he held out his hand reluctantly, "All right. Let's get going then. My car is just out front."

Meanwhile, Desmond Waihee tightened the rigging and sails of his small fishing boat as it made its way through the clear blue ocean waters. Off his port side, the young fisherman could see the island of Oahu in the near distance and admired the last of the island's western edge that he was returning from. It was a bright warm day, in fact a perfect day for sailing. The fishing had also been good and Desmond smiled, thinking about how much money he'd make off his next haul back in Honolulu.

As he stood at the front of the boat and enjoyed the sea breeze in his long dark hair, he scanned the horizon on his starboard side and paused as his eyes fixed on a strange thick fog bank in the distance. For a moment, he couldn't tell if his eyes were playing tricks on him, or if there were some unusually low cloud formations. Giving a frown, he began to reach for a pair of small binoculars in the boat before he felt a sudden violent impact with something in the water.

Desmond cried out in surprise and toppled over backward as the small boat lurched sideways for a terrifying moment. As the boat steadied itself, Desmond looked over the side and watched in shock as he spied a fast moving object in the water headed toward the island. It was hard to tell what exactly the thing was, but he saw that it left a small wake in the waters as it sped off.

Glancing back over the side, the fisherman saw some small cracks and splinters running up the side of the hull from the impact. The damage wasn't terrible and he wasn't taking on much water, but it was enough that he had to worry. He could try to limp back to Honolulu but that would be pushing his luck and he risked the damage to the boat getting much worse. Taking one last glance back toward, the island, Desmond decided to turn the sail and try to land the boat as soon as he could so that he could get help later on. He only hoped his little boat and his haul of fish would be able to survive in the mean time.

A few hours later, the small fishing boat landed safely aground off the beach and Desmond hopped off the side, dropping an anchor in the shallow surf. Giving a sigh, he looked at his poor little boat and made his way from the water and up the empty sandy beach to try and find some help. After passing a thick patch of ferns and climbing a low embankment of small trees, Desmond spied a paved road that unfortunately didn't look very busy.

That was until he spotted a small blue car come from the other side of the road and pull up nearby into a cleared out area off the coastal bluff. The area almost looked like it was being cleared out for some new building project, perhaps some kind of future resort or hotel? Pushing aside some more bushes, Desmond made his way toward the clearing and saw three people get out of the car and begin walking up a short rocky path into what looked like the ruins of an old stone temple. They were a strange group, an older well dressed man, a young woman wearing yellow, and a young man in a military uniform.

Whoever they were, Desmond needed their help if he was going to get a lift back to the city and save his damaged boat. Hurrying over, the fisherman followed the three into the grounds of the temple ruins, now overgrown with vegetation and rounded a corner. Just up ahead, Desmond spotted the three people stop in front of a large stone pedestal where a large wooden tiki head sat. The face was finely carved and set in a neutral expression, while the reflections of the sunlight showed that some form of ancient tribal writing had also been used to decorate the large totem. At the far corner of the ruins looked to be some sort of well or pond full of spring water.

"Kanohi! I'm back!" Mr. Sato called out toward the tiki. Everyone fell silent and curiously watched… except nothing happened. Cameron and Naomi exchanged a confused look before the eyes and mouth of the tiki head lit up with bright flames. Both young people jumped back with a start as the strange entity sat, continuing to regard them with its expressionless face. From his hiding place along the ruins of a wall, Desmond stared in wonder at the ancient supernatural being. The crackling fires that lit up Kanohi's eyes and mouth seemed to give off a gentle reassuring light, yrt it was still bright and powerful enough to suggest great and terrifying force underneath.

"Welcome back Koichiro. You bring guests," the tiki said in a booming voice.

"What... is that thing?" Naomi asked fearfully gripping Cameron's arm.

"I don't know," he replied quietly keeping his eyes locked on the totem, "But that is one freaky tiki."

"I am Kanohi, the chief Kahuna and a steward to the island's Kekoa."

Cameron blinked in confusion until Naomi translated for him, "He is a chief priest and a leader among the warriors of this island."

Mr. Sato stepped forward, "Kanohi, this is my daughter Naomi. And this is Lt. Cameron Monroe, a military man."

"And what of the third one behind you?" Kanohi asked in his deep voice.

Desmond froze in fear as the others turned around in surprise to see the young fisherman in a red floral print shirt hiding in the corner of the ruins.

"Uh... hi. I'm Desmond... Waihee," he said stepping forward hesitantly. "Um... I was just looking for some help. My fishing boat ran aground nearby and I saw you folks come this way and stop here… wherever here is."

"Welcome to Ocean Point Temple young ones," Kanohi replied, "This has long been a sacred place for the ancient people of this island and it has been my duty to make sure it remains that way."

Cameron stepped forward slowly, "Um, about that Mr. Kanohi… sir. Mr. Sato told me you were some sort of guardian spirit, warning of a threat to Hawaii."

"Yes," Kanohi replied gravely, "A great evil by the name of Hine Nui has returned. In ages past, Hine Nui was a powerful sorceress who came from across the seas with her armies of terrible monsters, bent on bringing death and decay to the people of these islands. There were many who believed her to be the goddess of death and darkness incarnate."

"That's strange," Desmond said with a puzzled frown, "I don't ever remember learning any legend like that growing up here. What happened?"

The fires within the tiki head became more somber and sustained as Kanohi continued, "One by one, the chieftains and warriors of the other islands fell until my people were the only ones left to be conquered. I gathered the bravest and strongest of our tribe's warriors together and blessed them with one last ritual… one that allowed them to drive off Hine Nui."

"Well, couldn't you just do the ritual again?" Naomi asked curiously.

Kanohi fell silent for a moment before speaking again, "I cannot. I had sacrificed my body and my own mana, or spiritual energy to empower our tribe's heroes with the island's natural forces of Creation. That is why I require new warriors who are strong of heart and body to answer the call of my people again. That is why you are here."

Desmond frowned in deep thought at the situation before him. Never in his life did he imagine he would ever encounter such a wondrous being or a terrifying situation. Kanohi had been an ancestor of his people and part of this island. If the spirit of the ancient priest were true and his mission noble, then Desmond knew what had to be done.

"Then I accept the duty," he said stepping forward to the others' surprise. "This island is my home and I won't turn away if my own people are in danger."

Turning to Cameron, Desmond gave an expectant look, but the officer grimaced, "Whoah, hang on a minute. This is not my island and my first duty is still to the military. I can't just drop everything and commit to some ancient tribal conflict that I don't even understand... much less have anything to do with."

"That's not true Lieutenant," Naomi said imploringly, "This island, and all of Hawaii is a part of the United States now. If it's in danger, isn't it the Navy's job to help protect this land too?"

She was right. He had sworn a personal oath to defend his country and it was a duty he took very seriously. While he didn't understand the first thing about these local legends and people, he still didn't want innocent lives to get hurt by an enemy, supernatural or not. He only wondered how he was going to explain this back in Pearl Harbor.

"All right," he finally said with a reluctant nod before tuning to the tiki head, "I'll help."

"So will I," Naomi added stepping forward to address Kanohi.

"No! I won't let my only child get caught up in something like this!" Mr. Sato cried in outrage, "Naomi what are you doing?"

She turned back toward her father with a defiant look, "Doing what I think is right Dad. If people are in danger, then I can't just let these two brave men do it alone."

Sato's features tightened further as his daughter said, "Besides, you already disapprove of the way I live my life. I would have thought doing something like this would make you proud."

"Very well," Kanohi said as Naomi joined Desmond and Cameron, "If that is your decision, then I will grant you the powers of the original koa warriors."

The three stood together as the fires within Kanohi intensified and three golden motes of shimmering light erupted from his mouth fixing themselves to the wrists of the young people.

When the light faded, the three saw they each wore a beautiful metallic bracelet crafted with an ancient tribal motif. At the center of the bracelets were three colored gemstones made of coral: red, blue, and yellow respectively.

"What are these?" Naomi asked wonder while admiring the new piece of jewelry on her wrist.

"These bracelets are the legacy of the five great koa warriors," Kanohi explained, "They should allow you to become one with the island and tap into the primal forces of Creation in order to fight against Hine Nui."

"So… it almost sounds as if we've become like some team of Power Rangers now," Cam asked incredulously as he examined his blue colored bracelet.

"Cool!" Desmond grinned in enthusiasm while eyeing his red bracelet, "Red Rangers are always the most awesome anyway."

Cam gently rolled his eyes before Mr. Sato cleared his throat, "Kanohi, how will we know when this sorceress Hine Nui will come, and how will these three know what to do?"

"If these three young ones are indeed worthy and true of heart, then they will know what to do when the time comes," the tiki replied before the lights within its eyes and mouth extinguished themselves. The four stood and watched as the tiki became inert and the temple ruins fell silent again.

"Well… that was surreal," Cam muttered while Naomi pumped her fist and gave an excited smile.

"I know what you mean. Can you imagine us being Power Rangers? No one's ever seen them out here in the islands before."

"We don't know that! No one said you were Power Rangers," Mr. Sato interjected in annoyance, "This is not happening!"

"Well Rangers or not, something happened here and we've just been tasked as guardians of this island now," Desmond said, "If that's the case, then it's probably best that the three of us at least be on a first name basis."

"Good idea Desmond," the lifeguard smiled extending a friendly hand, "Naomi."

"Cameron," the officer added shaking hands with the fisherman.

After introductions were made, Mr. Sato gave a concerned frown and turned to Cameron, "Lt. Monroe, I assume you'll be putting all this in your official report when you get back to the base?"

Cam remained silent for a long moment, unsure of what to say before Desmond spoke up with a hopeful look, "Um, if you are headed back toward Pearl Harbor, do you think I could get a lift too?"

Glossary
Kahuna: priest, sorcerer, magician

Koa: strong, brave, fearless

Kanohi: Maori word roughly translated to "face"

Mana: spiritual power, similar to the Chinese concept of chi

*DreamCasting Done By OrangeDinoThunderRRA*

Desmond Waihee - BooBoo Stewart
Cameron Monroe - Andrew J. Morley
Naomi Sato - Kelsey Chow
David Hosokawa- Kai Braden
Alexandra Coach - Crystal Reed
Hannah Johnson - Olivia Holt
Mr. Sato - Hiro Kanagawa
Admiral James Taylor - Mark Harmon
Capt. Benjamin Ramos - Matthew Del Negro