It's been quite a while since I've written anything for Power Rangers and this was written during one of my lunchtimes at work so I hope its ok. It was written using the prompt "Like a door marked 'Do Not Enter'" and it's a Trent fic.
Warnings: depending on which way you tilt your head there may be a hint of slash but it can most definitely be read as either gen or slash; whichever way your ship sails.
Disclaimer: They don't belong to me.
Do Not Enter.
He can still feel it sometimes. That raw power; that shred of evil still inside of him. It doesn't matter that the dinogems were destroyed, doesn't even really matter that he defeated the living embodiment of his evil self, because its still there.
It'll always be there, at the back of his mind, in the tips of his fingers, that power, ready and able to be tapped into should he ever wish to.
Not that he would of course, he has those impulses locked away, he imagines them to be hidden away behind a door marked "Do Not Enter.", but that doesn't matter either; for them to even exist is more than bad enough.
He's almost certain the others can see it; especially Conner. They can see the darkness still lingering inside him and it repulses them; it gives them a way to justify letting him drift away from them.
He's fallen by the wayside while the rest of the team have only gotten closer as the months and years have passed by. Even Doctor O has started to forget to include him in the monthly check-up e-mail. The only way he found out was after Blake had forwarded it to him and even then it had been forwarded through practically all the other Ninjastorm rangers and to some guys called Adam and Xander before Blake had received it and sent it on to him with a note saying that he hadn't seen his name on the recipients list and that he was sorry.
Blake was the only one who kept in contact with him these days; the only reminder and proof he had that he had once been a 'good' ranger, not just an 'evil' one. Blake didn't turn away from him because of his past, but then again Blake had a hint of evil in him too, not as strong as his but it was still there; maybe that's what kept bringing them together.
He didn't care though, not really, because whether it was down them both being rangers, both knowing how it felt to be evil and have so much more power running through you that just being good didn't give you, or even if it was down to them being friends or something deeper, it didn't matter because at least Blake hadn't abandoned him like everyone else.
He just hoped and prayed that Blake wouldn't cut him adrift as well because if he lost Blake then he wasn't really sure what would keep him from fading away completely….or worse, give in to the darkness still within him; because if he gave in now there would be absolutely no way back and no way for anyone to save him from himself.