Disclaimer: Power Rangers and all characters therein belong to Disney.
Summary: After an intense battle, one ranger is barely clinging to life, while the other feels like dying.
Timeline: Takes place after Just Like Me, but before It's Hammer Time (since I've yet to see that episode, heh)
This fic is in response to the Power Ranger Romantics Clan's July Challenge over at rangerboard[dotcom.
Ronny stumbled to her feet, one arm hugging her midsection while the other held her weapon at her side. She fought to catch her breath as she took stock of the situation. It had started out like any other battle against one of Flurious' monsters. The rangers fought, six to one, and looked to be winning before a horde of monsters appeared. It had been a sort of trick. Flurious wanted the rangers to exert themselves on one creature and then send dozens more to fully take advantage of this. Ronny rolled her sore shoulder as she looked to either side of her. Mack, as their leader, was the first one to be pummeled as Flurious' little creations seemed to focus the bulk of their attention on him to the point that he was now lying on a heap on the ground. Rose, who looked as if she was fighting an internal battle just to remain conscious, was holding him close to her with her weapon held out, ready to protect him if any of the creatures tried to take advantage of Mack's current state. Will and Tyzonn were charging at the multitudes of beasts, hitting them as fast as their sore muscles would allow while Dax was standing between a small group of monsters and Rose and Mack. Ronny jumped slightly as she saw Will was flung out of the fray. He didn't make a sound as his back collided with the brick wall of the building before hitting the ground with a thud.
"Will!" Ronny exclaimed, alarmed at the sight of yet another one of her friends lying in an unmoving heap. She quickly went over to him and rolled him onto his back, slowly lying his head down. "Will," she repeated, hoping to get an answer as she laid her hand on his chest. Will groaned as his head rolled to the side for a second before looking back at her. "Are you okay?"
"Never better," he said; the smirk evident in his tone. Ronny smiled with relief at that but her smile quickly faded when she heard the sound of Tyzonn grunting and groaning as he struggled against the beasts. Ronny looked over and saw a gang of six seemingly taking turns punching and kicking him. Ronny's attention was brought back to the friend lying beside her as Will placed a hand on hers, making her turn to look back at him. "Go help him, I'll be fine," he said. Ronny nodded and scrambled to her feet before rushing to fight beside Tyzonn. The two rangers fought the majority of the creatures as Dax stood back and took on any that got past them. After some time, the others must've gotten their second wind as she saw black, pink and even a red helmet peeking out between the monsters before her, lightening the load for the other three as they took on a few. Their perseverance won out as one by one each of the creatures was destroyed, except for two—Mig and Benglo, who had joined in on the festivities. The rangers all stood together as they faced the lone Fearcats, although some were more leaning on others for support rather than standing on their own, in the case of Rose and Ronny, who were leaning on Mack and Dax respectively.
"Give up, you two," Tyzonn said, pointing the tip of his weapon towards him. There was an extra bit of venom in his tone as he addressed them.
"In your dreams, ranger!" Mig scoffed as Benglo cackled. Tyzonn went at them, ignoring his teammates who were calling after him. The other rangers gathered what little strength they had left and charged forward as well. Dax, Rose and Mack took on Mig as Will, Ronny and Tyzonn fought against Benglo not too far away. Benglo slashed at Tyzonn and Will's chests, making the two rangers groan as they fell to the ground, leaving Ronny to face off against him alone. Unfortunately, Ronny was already blowing through the remains of her second wind and was therefore no match for the Fearcat as he slammed his foot against her chest, sending her tumbling on the ground, her body bouncing slightly as it rolled. She groaned as she pulled herself back to her feet, swaying slightly as her body seemed to protest such movement.
"Time to end this, yellow ranger," Benglo sneered. Ronny's eyes drifted shut, trying to regulate her breathing and rid herself of the blurry vision that was plaguing her. She opened her eyes and saw Benglo holding some kind of device, a weapon. She tried to lift up her own weapon to defend herself but her arm simply lay limp at her side.
"RONNY!" She heard someone scream. Slowly, her head turned, all she saw was a figure running towards her. She felt the embrace wrap around her just as her knees gave out. There was something so wonderfully warm and comfortable about the embrace. Ronny closed her eyes and was almost tempted to give a contented sigh when suddenly she felt a large pressure on her chest. Her eyes snapped open as she grunted, the force from this pressure knocking her off her feet. She heard other people yelling and even heard two voices cackling, but they all seemed so distant in that moment. All Ronny could comprehend was that there was some sort of dead weight on top of her and the warm embrace now felt slack around her. The cackling seemed to fall away before she heard four different voices yelling and four sets of feet clomping on the ground. She groaned. All she wanted now was to fall asleep in the embrace, her body was so tired, why were there people making all this noise?
TBC...