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AN: I don't have a beta at the moment so if I've missed something in my editing or you have any critique please let me know.
Trini wished she didn't have to leave. She knew, deep down, that if she left the Power Rangers now, she would never return. The others might but she never would. That thought terrified and grieved her. Trini had been raised to believe that fighting was something that should only be used a a last resort. She had been taught to always try to solve situations using her diplomatic skills. It never bothered her to give up the advantage if it would stop the argument. It was something Jason had never understood, love her as he did. And she loved him but she knew he would never understand that part of her. Jason was a warrior and a warrior could never give up his hard kept ground without a fight. Becoming a ranger had forced her to fight, something she both loved and hated. While she hated having to fall back on physical measures to solve things, she cherished the opportunity to use her fighting skills, something she was very proud of but often could never show off.
A part of her, when she had first received the power, had thought this was a battle she would be fighting to the end. It pained her to be leaving it halfway, even in the capable hands of Aisha. She knew Aisha would serve the yellow power well. That only took away a small part of the pain. And yet, she knew she HAD to go to Geneva, that this Youth Conference was setting her on the path of what she was meant to do with her life. There was an excitement in her, a thrill at going to a place that seemed made for her special skills and loves. There, she could change the world as she had always wanted to do. She only hoped the rangers forgave her for following her dream. Especially Billy.