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crxssjae · 5 months
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POWER RANGERS MASTERLIST
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╰☆☆💐 = Fluff 💧= Angst ☄️ = Series 📕 = Collection☆☆╮
『One-Shot(s)』
coming soon...
『Stories』
Solstice Saga/Solsticeverse (☄️📕) (collection series for AO3 coming soon...)
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where-dreamers-go · 8 months
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"Aches And Heroes" Bridge Carson x Reader
(A/N: This idea as been in a notebook for over a year. I needed to write about Bridge being all caring and cute. Again. Because I wish I had a Bridge for when back pain strikes back. Warnings: chronic pain—back pain, shower scene, kisses, and fluff. Word Count: 825 words)
It was one of those days. Overcast clouds in the sky, but no rain. A tease and frustration when it could pour any second.
You did not have time to wait. There were things to do and routines to keep. mostly, anyway.
Your back sure as heck did not like any of it. The day started and continued with popping your back more often to seek relief from aches. Stiffness could soon follow if you didn’t move. An aggravating cycle.
Grabbing a fresh set of loungers, you headed for the bathroom. With luck, you could be finished with your shower before Bridge came over. The probability was questionable, but he had a key.
A large step in your relationship with the Power Ranger that had lasted longer than most writing pens and socks. He kept the key and in turn he was welcome to your apartment any time.
Bridge was always good enough to ask first. Even if it was to retrieve some of his stuff he left over.
Already in the shower, you missed Bridge’s last text.
He was already on his way to see you.
. . .
Enjoying the water, you hardly heard the sound of your name and a light knock on the door.
“Hey, Bridge.” You called out.
“Did you read my last text?” He asked. “I got to leave early.”
“No,” you laughed. “I thought I could take a shower before you got here.” You started rinsing off. “Did you eat already?”
“Yes, I had two—.”
“Ah-hnn.” You steadied a hand on the tiled wall, again. “I’m okay. I’m okay. You’re okay.” You rambled quickly.
Your heart sank as you heard Bridge rush into the bathroom and pull the curtain aside.
“What happened?” Bridge’s face was drowned in worry as his chocolate brown eyes searched you for answers.
“My back tightened up and…. I leaned down again and everything just tightened and there was a pain in a different spot this time.” Your fingers crawled at the tile. “I almost fell again.”
“Again?”
Inhaling slowly, you answered. “When I bent over to get soap. It happened.”
“Does it hurt now? Can you stand?” He asked, looking as if he’d jump in and get you. He likely would.
“I’m okay.”
You straightened up, steadily.
“Are you almost finished or are you going to be in there longer?”
“I just got in…. Not long ago anyway.”
“Alright.” Bridge nodded. “Give me a second.”
Stepping back, he disappeared from view.
Just barely over the sound of water splashing and hitting the bottom of the tub, you could hear rustling of fabric.
Turning around with careful steps, you let the water massage your back.
Perhaps it should had been a bath day.
The curtain moved aside as Bridge stepped into the shower. He was missing two important details.
“Where are your gloves?” You asked, knowing full well how sensitive to reading auras he was.
“The counter. Well, beside the sink and your folded clothes.”
“It’s okay?” You asked warily.
Bridge took his place in front of you.
“I’ve been practicing. To control my power more when I need to.”
“Okay.”
He placed his open palms on your back. On contact, he closed his eyes.
“Bridge?”
He took a breath.
Very still, you made sure not to touch his arms. The last thing you wanted was to cause him discomfort.
Opening his eyes, he met your gaze.
“We’re okay.”
Shoulders relaxing, you smiled and added, “Hi, by the way.”
“Hi.” Bridge planted a kiss between your brows. “I missed you.” Once more, he closed his eyes. Hiding any amount of pain from sensing your aura so closely.
“I’ve missed you too.” Carefully, you wrapped your arms around his torso and sighed. “I’ve really missed you.” Dropping your forehead to his shoulder was as relieving as falling onto a pillow.
Bridge brought himself closer to you and let his hands roam a little.
“Let’s finish in here and I can get you a heating pad for your back if you want,” he offered. “Or I can get a bag of ice?”
“Bag of ice, please. Plus kisses.”
“Kisses?”
“Yes. All the kisses.”
“Alright.” He agreed with a single kiss to the side of your head.
The rest of the shower went by without any more pains or spasms. Mostly because Bridge made sure you didn’t bend in any way that would aggravate your back.
All there needed to be was quality time doing absolutely nothing. Which was one of the best somethings.
“Better?” Bridge asked.
“One more.”
He kissed your lips softly. Cradling you across his chest as you both lay on the bed. The many affections.
“Better now?”
“Don’t touch the ice pack. It’s still numbing everything.” You brushed back his chestnut brown hair and added, “So thank you. You’re my hero.”
To your forehead, to your nose, and to your lips he pressed kisses. All ‘thank you’s.
To him, you were his hero and more.
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I watched Cosmic Fury ans I liked...enough of it...but not enough to just sit idly by. I feel the need to seize the needs of production.
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regaliasonata · 6 months
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You ever look at fictional characters who are already having a hard time and think "Man...how can I make it worse in a fic" instead of giving them a hug. Me, that's me!
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selinamayfield · 2 years
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hello there! my name is selinamayfield, and I’m an aspiring writer currently going into my first year of college. I’m a big fan of female characters, and I’m using this blog to share all of my works that get posted onto ao3. feel free to hop along on my adventures ;)
fandoms
- Marvel (Comics + MCU)
(inc. X-Men)
- DC (Comics + DCEU)
- Stranger Things
- Star Wars
- Power Rangers
These are some characters that I currently have a lot of inspiration for (but not exclusively), feel free to request anything at anytime from any of my fandoms, but please keep in mind that my updates are slow and I can’t guarantee I’ll write them, especially if they’re not including down below. I will try to at least use them all as little drabbles for inspo, no matter who they are!
- Steve Harrington, Billy Hargrove, Eddie Munson
- Adrian Chase, Selina Kyle
- Wanda Maximoff, Matt Murdock, Felicia Hardy
- Obi-Wan Kenobi
- Jason Lee Scott
(i am especially going through a st4 / dacre phase)
and pretty standard, I refuse to write incest, non-con, beastiality, or pregnancy / breeding (that’s just a me thing).
smut, threesomes, etc… they’re all on the table!
want an example of my work? you’re nasty!
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disastardly · 9 months
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WIP Weekend Game
Tagged by @eriquin, I might not get to asks tonight but I’ll def be on them by tomorrow morning.
The rules!
In a reblog (or new post w/ rules attached), post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.
Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We're posting progress here. If you haven't made any, go make some and come back to post!
After you've posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can't share from (for example, an event fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.
That's it! You can invite others to join in, or just post. If you tag me in your post, I will send you an ask request!
If you read this and you want to play, consider this your tag. If you see this, make me write!
The files:
1 - Emergence
Magical Mysteries Never Give a Single Thing Back (Eddie Crossroads Demon)
Til I Lose My Breath
Steddie Witches AU
0 - Tales of the Outer Planes
Same offenders as usual, some of them chugging along more than others.
Snippet and tag list under the cut!
From 1 - Emergence:
“Nick.” Her voice wafted over him, cajoling. Was it not working? Nothing felt different. Distantly, he could still feel the firm earth below him, a swirling ripple of hot air around him. Again, Udonna’s voice drifted between them, soft, urging. “Nick.” His own incantations slipped as his eyes opened, looking first at her and then blinking at their surroundings.
Hard-packed red earth underfoot, stretching as far as he could see. Not much plant life except scrub brush and cacti that seemed to stretch far into the sky, higher than he could see. Distant mountains, so black they were almost purple, backlit by rippling waves of fiery setting sun. The sky was lit not by the moon, by an impossible amount of twinkling stars, burning starfire into the inky blackness as they swirled by at double, triple, quadruple speed.
@hairstevington @poemsingreenink @infinite-orangepeel @patchworkgargoyle
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miss-morgans-lover · 5 months
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She's His (Kendall/Shelby) Part 2
Prompt: Why am I so afraid to lose you, when you're not even mine?
The perfect boy who has all the girls and many boys lusting after him. He could get anyone, but he goes for the girl I love. I understand the they love each other, but his affections towards her have been swayed towards Ivan. She deserves better than that. Though, in his defence, I don’t think he’s totally aware of his wandering eyes and staring. It’s kind of amusing. 
And as I’ve said, despite all this I’m scared to lose her. Perhaps the reason is that I’m scared any declaration of my real feelings will make things awkward and ruin the platonic relationship we currently have. Maybe I’m scared that she will tell the media my feelings, though I doubt that would happen. Maybe I’m scared of the commitment it will bring and the necessity for honesty. I may very well be scared she will find out about my trauma and leave me, not wanting to deal with it and/ or tell the media.
No matter what the reason is, I’m scared to lose her in any way, but she isn’t mine to lose. We’re not even close friends. Friends, maybe, but close friends, no. She barely talks to me. Why would she though, she rarely has a reason to. I wish she would talk to me, I want her to. She has such a beautiful voice, I could listen to it all day.
Part of me wishes that I never felt this way in the first place, then I wouldn’t have this issue. The jealousy. Though, a bigger part of me is glad that I do, because my feelings for her changed me for the better. She made me realise that I was wrong in the way I was acting, and don’t ask me how as I have no clue. But she did. It was my sexual issues, having too much sex that she snapped me out of. It had become a coping mechanism for me, much like alcohol did a few years back. I’m better now because of my family, my therapist, my social worker and her. Shelby helped me without even knowing it.
I wish she knew, I want her to know. To know how important she is to me.
I want her to be mine. To be my girlfriend. My partner. My love. But she’s his. Not mine.
I look over to her and see her smiling at Tyler. I can’t help but stare, she’s beautiful. She turns towards me and meets my eyes. She smiles at me. I smile back and lift up my hand to beckon her over. I could do with some help on my current ranger project, plus it will give me an excuse to spend some time with her. She tells Tyler goodbye before walking over to me. She glances at the computer screen before looking up to me. 
“Hey,” she says.
“Hi, could you take a look at this, I can’t seem to get it right,” I ask her.
“You want me to take a look?” she asks, surprised.
“Yeah, it is your area, is it not?” I reply, “the more scientific area of chemicals and such is a strong suit of yours, unless I got it wrong?”
“No, you’re right, but why ask me?” she pauses, “why not Riley?”
“Because, whilst Riley can do this, he isn’t as good as you and me, I need a fresh pair of eyes that knows what they are looking at,” I tell her.
“I thought you hated me,” she says, quietly, as she looks back at the screen.
“Hate you?” I ask, “I don’t hate you, why do you think that?”
“You’re a smart girl Shelby, and I apologise for making you think I hate you, I never have,” I pause, then add, “ I actually rather admire you, in a way.”
“You admire me?” she questions, “why?”
Smiling I say, “because you've come so far since you got here. You started out as a clumsy waitress who wouldn’t talk to anyone, but now. Now you aren’t so clumsy, you, you are more than happy to get yourself dirty during digs, You’ve come out of your shell so much, and you’re a damn good pink ranger.”
“Thank you!” she says, smiling now.
“Plus, you’re very smart, you could rival me, in more ways than one,” I tell her.
“Really?” she asks, happy. I nod.
She throws her arms around me in a hug, and I hug her back. It takes her a second to realise what she did, and she tries to pull away, I keep her there for a couple seconds before letting her go. 
“I’m so sorry!” she says incredulous.
“It’s ok, I don’t mind, actually, I kinda enjoyed it,” I tell her, honestly, trying to calm her.
“You enjoyed it?” she asks, surprised but calmer.
“Yep, you’re a comforting person, plus, I don’t get many hugs,” I admit.
“In that case, can I hug you again?” she asks.
I nod.
We hug again, and it feels so nice to have it. Her of all the people hugging me. This makes all the jealousy go away. For the moment I’m happy, I’m content.
For the moment it doesn’t matter that she’s his.
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rinachiba · 2 years
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Going along with my previous post about my fic, Becoming Psycho, I attempted a mood board. This is the first attempt I’ve ever made at one, so I’m sorry if it’s not very good.
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vicontheinternet · 10 months
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I’m getting next gen feeling. What would you like to see if I made a next gen power rangers fanfic with Minh and jj
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Dialogue Lines
I’m drafting a fanfiction about a completely original cast of power rangers and these are some lines of dialogue I thought were powerful. Let me know what you think.
“You know why Michael? Because of that young girl right there,” Carla pointed to Alexandra in a manner that almost made her flinch. “You have one very good reason to turn your life around, and she’s standing right there.”
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“You’re lucky! They don’t care if you slip up or if you fail.” His older brother exasperated.
“You think that’s better? That they have absolutely no expectations for me anymore?”
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“I think my mother hates me for what she couldn’t be,” Olivia hid sobs within that sentence that broke her friend’s heart.
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My day 11 entry is...Troy!
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crxssjae · 2 months
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Solstice Saga/Solsticeverse
╰☆☆a series collection of power rangers called solsticeverse, which took place after the original power rangers series. But this verse has a different timeline alternatively after each series took place for the next generation.☆☆╮
『spirits (jungle fury)』: <wip/coming soon...>
other solstice saga stories coming soon...
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where-dreamers-go · 4 months
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"That Happened" Bridge Carson x Reader
(A/N: I knew there was an insert reader I forgot to type!!! Found it. Ready? Reader has a crush on Bridge and somehow gets involved in a conversation with the Rangers.
Warnings: (Y/L/N) is used in place of your last name.
Word Count: 464 words)
Working at Space Patrol Delta was more of a lifestyle mixed with a career. You slept there at Headquarters; ate, drank, and any other necessity.
Life in S.P.D. was hard work and had plenty of opportunity for fun. It wasn’t all stressful. You had a life. And that life involved living with Power Rangers.
A group of Earth’s protectors who also had a life within Headquarters. All with unique personalities.
One personality in particular made you want to kick your feet in the air and sigh dreamily.
How can someone that smart and caring also be adorable and handsome? And a Power Ranger. You thought as you glanced up from your book. Him and his warm brown eyes.
Off towards the center of the common area, the B Squad Power Rangers were in the middle of a conversation; a debate, really. Something about painting and possibly cheating.
Honestly, you weren’t sure how they verged on the topic in the first place. No one was actively painting or viewing an art piece. You guessed it was random conversation.
“They’re artists,” Sky said as he leaned back on the couch, “they shouldn’t need it.”
“Heh.” You flipped a paper in your book.
Typical, you thought. Shame though.
There was a few moments of a unanimous pause in speech. Expressions and glances passed around the Rangers while words in front of you caught your attention.
“Cadet (Y/L/N),” Sky spoke up, “do you have something to add?”
Peering over your book, you nodded. Much to the delight of the Rangers, such a friendly bunch.
“Yes or no for artists using tape,” Z clarified in case you weren’t sure of the nature of the debate.
Easy, you thought.
“Yes,” you said.
Sydney gave Sky a triumphant look.
“Tape is a tool,” you continued. “Like a ruler, like an eraser, and a brush.”
You kept your composure, confident in your reasoning even as a pair of brown eyes were fully engaged in you. Bridge’s gaze.
Swallowing, you added, “It’s strange to expect artists to draw or paint a straight line free handed because of their skillset. What, a carpenter can’t use a level or a tape measure? A scientist can’t reference a book? A baker can’t use measuring cups?” You smiled. “Tape is simply a tool.”
Cadet Tate pursed his lips, bested in your logic. The other Rangers had a tamed celebration for the end of the conversation.
Yet that didn’t hold your gaze. Not for long. You looked to Bridge, attentive as ever and still looking at you with ease.
An air of confidence and satisfaction surrounded Cadet Carson.
With a small smile, Bridge winked.
Caught by surprise, you ducked your head behind the open book as heat rose to your neck.
Oh, that happened.
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lovetheangelshadow · 3 months
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regaliasonata · 1 year
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So it begins, Chapter 1 of Billy and Zack raising Minh and other shenanigans that play out.
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uniquewritersblock · 1 year
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Feel the Fear
Sup hoes you want a torture fic cause I was sad? Well too bad here we go
Fic underneath the cut but warnings: kidnapping, torture, past ranger deaths (not shown but mentioned) so read with warning and yes anons are on
“Hello?” Ashley asked groggily. It was 5 in the morning and she didn’t even see the caller ID. She knew soon enough, Celeste would be waking up for school.
“Hey, Ash. Is T.J there?” Cassie asked.
“No? Not that I know of. Why?” Ashley sat up, noting Andros opening his eyes but not stirring.
“He went out last night after an argument and hasn’t come back. I can’t get in contact with him.” Cassie sounded frantic, Tiffany in the background asking if she was okay. “I’m fine, hun, go get ready for school.”
“Could he have gotten a hotel?”
“Maybe? But I called the ones nearby and they can’t give an answer. Something about privacy.”
“Shit. Okay, let me drop off Celeste, then I’ll come help you look. Have you called Karone?”
“No. I didn’t even know she was here.”
“She’s on KO-35 ,” Andros mouthed to Ashley, who nodded in response.
“Mom. I’m ready!” Celeste called. Her parents got up, both filled with worry for their friend.
“I’ll call you when she’s dropped off.”
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“Okay, where did you look?” Ashley had picked up the Pink Astro Ranger and the pair were driving around Angel Grove. Ashley had also tried calling T.J, but it went straight to voicemail, which, since it had been twelve hours, could mean anything.
“I called Bulk and Skull, Carlos, and even the galactic rangers. No one saw him.” Cassie wrung her hands anxiously, a habit she picked up on during their ranger days. Andros was looking around the city, making some calls to other rangers to see if they had seen T.J. But so far, no one saw anything. To make things worse, Tommy was in the hospital for some reason and now everyone’s attention was split between the pair.
Andros called Cassie. “Tell me you have good news.”
“No, but I have everyone looking. But Carter says that he saw his car off near Mariner Bay. But the weird thing is, he had like three people with him.”
“He didn’t mention going with anyone.”
“This whole thing is weird. I’m getting worried,” Ashley said, sparing a glance at her friend who was staring blankly out the window.
“I’ve been worried!” Cassie retorted. She didn’t mean to snap at Ashley, but her anxiety was through the roof. The twins would start asking where their father was if he wasn’t home soon.
“Fair enough.”
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T.J leaned against the cell wall. He wasn’t quite sure how he got into this mess, all he knew was that he needed to get back to the others before they got too worried. Knowing Cassie though, she probably had the whole damn city looking for him.
In hindsight, the argument was so stupid. They were fighting about money again, and while neither of them were struggling, T.J had a severe anxiety when it came to money. Cassie wanted the twins to have all the decked out school stuff they wanted. T.J wanted them to be a bit more reserved. It was such a stupid thing to argue about and look where that led him, a dark, dank cell and his car confiscated.
A door opened and down stepped the leader.
“So, this is the infamous red Turbo ranger. Not very impressive if I must say so.” the man crouched in front of the bars, staring at T.J with a strange hatred, but also a disturbing way. T.J couldn’t pin a finger on it.
“What do you want? And who are you.”
“My name is Thomas. And control. I want control over the dimensions. And I can’t get that if you all are in the way.”
“You’re going to have a long way to go if you think you can get rid of all the rangers. There’s hundreds, maybe even thousands of us.”
“Oh, but I’ve already started.” And with that, the lights flipped on, revealing the walls to be covered in ranger helmets, some he didn’t recognize, but others he recognized with a horrible sinking feeling. Rangers have been going missing for years and while people looked for them, they were deemed dead after a while.
Danny Delgado
Mia Watanabe
Joel Rawlings
Aisha Campbell
Riley Griffin
And so many more. So many brave people died alone and cold. As hard as he tried, tears started streaming down his face and he bit down on his fist to keep from crying out. He was friends with many of them. He knew Joel was missing for a while, and the Lightspeed rangers as well as Doctor Fairweather (Now Rawlings) were all wrecks. They couldn’t recover from the loss of one of their own, especially after his morpher was sent to the Doctor in pieces.
Was that to be his fate? Would Cassie be left to raise the children on her own? Would the Astro rangers keep looking?
“But, I like to have my fun first.” Thomas stood up.
“What does that mean?” In stepped two soldiers, each dressed as a bastardized version of the Might Morphin suits. They grabbed T.J by his arms and yanked him up sharply, taking him over to a chair and strapped him down to it. The more he struggled, the tighter the straps got.
Thomas got a knife and admired it. T.J began to sweat but couldn’t move.
“You’re the guest, what should be used first? This?” He held up the knife. “Or this.” A long blue lighter. T.J was silent, glaring.
“None of you are any fun.” Thomas said, lighting the lighter and holding it against the ranger’s neck. T.J bit down on his lip hard enough to draw blood in an effort to not cry out. The late rangers' helmets watched, in a mocking or helpful way he couldn’t tell. The man trailed the lighter across his neck and up his cheek, dancing dangerously close to his eye. The smell of burning flesh was overwhelming and he instinctively jerked his head away. The man grabbed him on his head to hold him still. After what felt like hours, the man switched out to a knife, trailing it along T.J’s fingers, hooking it under his nails.
“Don’t. Please,” T.J begged. The man gave an evil smile before digging it under his nails and prying them off the nail beds. T.J couldn’t hold in a cry anymore and all but screamed, something that the man seemed to enjoy. This went on for a few minutes before he switched to something else. A mallet. Thomas nodded at the guards and one stepped forward to hold T.J’s hand splayed out flat. Thomas raised the mallet above his head, bringing it down hard onto T.J’s hand with a sickening crunch right on the back of his palm. T.J screamed and lurched forward, trying to bring his hand back. His vision swam and started to go dark as he slouched forward to black out.
“Don’t pass out on me now, ranger.” he tapped the knife threateningly on T.J’s nose. “We still have a long way to go.”
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“We got a lead!” Cassie shot up, having been crying on Ashley’s shoulder all night. It had been a few weeks since T.J’s disappearance and no one really had high hopes for his survival. “Ryan says that he was able to track down the people in the car and linked them to the suit Doctor Rawlings got last year. Don’t ask how,” Dana said over the phone.
“Oh my god. Where?”
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“Okay, everyone stay low. We don’t know what these clowns are capable of,” Carter said over the radio. Everyone was morphed, staking out the house that Ryan said T.J was in. The house appeared abandoned, but of course, that could just be a front. Andros and Ashley pressed forward, trying the doors and windows. A neighbor dog jumped at the pair only stopped by the chainlink fence, making Andros jump slightly. One window was open and the red and yellow rangers went through. After about five long minutes with Dana and Kelsey all but holding Cassie back, they got the all clear from Ashley.
Carter kicked the door in, setting off an alarm but no one seemed too worried about it. They carefully crept through the house, making their way down to the basement.
Carter flipped on the lights and everyone stared in various forms of shock. Carter and Dana holding Joel’s helmet and Dana gave a choked sob.
“Oh my god!” Ashley screamed and the daze broke.T.J was thrown in the corner, covered in blood and burns and having lost a concerning amount of weight. Andros tried his spiral saber against the cell door. It took a few tries before he finally got it open and he and Carter grabbed the unconscious ranger. However, before they could leave, the door slammed shut and locked behind them.
“You should really be more careful the next time you decide to go breaking and entering into a stranger’s home,” Thomas said. Cassie and Ashley ran at him, but they got thrown into the shelves, the helmets falling on them. Kelsey and Dana blasted at him. It knocked him to one knee but didn’t kill him. He shot lasers out of his hands at the girls, shooting right through them and forcing Dana to demorph in pain. Andros had to drop T.J’s body and fight.
“What the hell are you?”
“Does it matter? You won’t live long enough to remember.” Thomas blasted again but Andros was able to deflect it with the saber. He goes flying back. As he gets back up, Dana swipes at his legs and brings him down. Ashley notices a bunch of gasoline in the corner of the basement, more likely to dispose of any bodies.
“Cassie, when I tell you…” she points at the containers and Cassie nods, making sure the others notice them as well. Kelsey keeps a foot on Thomas as Andros moves T.J out of the house. Thomas grabs his ankles and trips him, but Carter picks the fallen ranger back up and continues out. Kelsey kicks Thomas’s head, knocking him out.
“Run!” Ashley screams before shooting at the gas containers. Everyone’s able to get out during the explosion before it reaches upstairs. Before the house is fully engulfed, the rangers collapsed onto the lawn, fully demorphing as they hear sirens off in the distance.
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“How do you feel?” Andros asked Ashley as they were resting. T.J was just starting to wake up but the doctors said it would be a while before he was back to normal. Frankly, they said, with the extent of his injuries they were surprised he didn’t die sooner.
“Exhausted. But happy that we found him,” Ashley replied, leaning against her husband. They already sent out messages to the teams of the fallen rangers. While they were distraught at the confirmation that their friends were gone, but they were content with the closure. Unfortunately, they couldn’t save the morphers and helmets but that didn’t matter, like in Riley’s case where they could recreate them since they still had his energem.
“Yeah, I get that. I just wish the others could say the same.”
“I got my report card back,” Celeste came in and the two sighed.
“Let me see it.” Ashley held out her hand. “All As. Good job! Definitely a step up from last semester so maybe when Tiffany and Chris get their cards back, we go out for dinner.”
“Oh come on, we should go out tonight. Let’s not wait for the Johnson’s. Besides, the cards are the last thing on Cassie’s mind.”
“Alright, alright. Go get dressed.”
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