GOOD AND EVIL
AUTHOR'S NOTE
Yeah, I know I said I was retiring, but it created a hole in me like there was something missing, so now I'm back. This takes place after "Countdown To Distruction". Tommy, Karone, and other mentioned characters and events belong to Saban and Fox Family. Yes, I'm aware that the original Rangers weren't in the two-part episode, but they're in this fic. I resubmitted this fiction because I had made a typo and it was really bugging me.
Karone, who had once been Astronema, stared out the window of the Megaship. She was confused. How could everyone just be so forgiving? She had been the eptimome of evil and here they were talking to her like she was their best friend.
"Deep thoughts?" a voice asked. Surprised, she whirled around.
"Sorry," the man apologized guiltily. Astronema found herself staring at him. He had long dark hair and was wearing four different colors: a green shirt covered by a brown leather jacket, red jeans, and white shoes.
"It's okay. I was just startled," Karone answered.
"I'm Tommy Oliver," he said, offering a hand.
"Karone," was her answer, as she shook it.
"So, whatcha thinkin' about?" Tommy asked.
"I just was wondering how they could just accept me without any questions," Karone admitted. To her surprise, he smiled.
"Oh. Those old feelings," Tommy chuckled.
"Don't laugh at me!" Karone bristled. Tommy held up a hand.
"I'm not laughing at you," he assured. "I'm laughing because I often felt the same way," he continued.
"But you were a Power Ranger," she stated in confusion.
"Not at first," he said. Seeing her puzzled look, Tommy went on to explain how Rita had kidnapped him and made him her evil Green Ranger and how he had done a lot of damage to the Command Center, to Alpha, the Rangers, and even Zordon under the former witch's influence.
"How was the spell broken?" Karone wondered.
"Jason destroyed the Sword of Darkness," Tommy replied. "And after that, he invites me to join them---even after everything I had done, and would do. It wasn't until I became the White Ranger that I completely felt like I had repaid my debt," he continued.
"Do you still ever feel like you can't ever make up for all the evil you've done?" Karone queried.
"Once in a while," admitted Tommy. "But my friends get me through," he added.
"Friends...I haven't had those since I was a girl," Karone admitted.
"I know what you mean. When you're a foster kid that moves around a lot, you don't have many opportunities to make friends," Tommy agreed. Then, they both fell silent, each lost in their own conflicting thoughts.
THE END