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Emma looked down at the Morpher and stared at the extinct cat on the coin. Sabertooth Tiger. The image almost looked ready to jump out and come to life. She supposed that made sense; she had felt powerful and fierce and able to take on the Putties and Goldar with no problem. Like the Tiger was inside her. Weird, but awesome.
She was a fucking superhero.
There was a knock on the door and she looked up to see their supposed leader, Jackie. “Food’s ready, if you wanna eat.”
Emma stood up from the bed. “Starved. Is it any good?”
“Zach made pizza, Jason managed fried chicken.” She shrugged. “We’ll get a full belly.”
Emma followed the other teenager down the hall and into the kitchen. In exchange for being superheroes, they got to live in the Command Center. Emma figured it was better than bouncing from house to house, though she was pretty sure Jason had been a runaway for months. The kitchen smelled great, and Billy was finishing up making a bunch of fruit juices. The kitchen was fully stocked, but they had to make everything. Emma still wasn’t sure how that would turn out with a bunch of teenagers, but she doubted Zordon and Alpha would let them get food poisoning. Probably.
The five of them filled their plates and sat at the table. A bunch of fifteen year olds asked to save the world. Emma was pretty sure they were doomed.