A/N- I'm new to the Power Rangers frontier so be kind.
A/N/N- The reason I'm writing this is because I could not find one Jindrax and Toxica story so I'm making my own. Then again, I didn't look real hard for them.
A/N/N/N- This is an alternative ending to the show.
A/N/N/N/N- Did I write too many notes?
I need someone Toxic
China, France, India, Australia…Jindrax mused, All the places she couldn't go.
It had been so long ago since that unfortunate day, yet, it felt like yesterday to me. Everything had gone well, Toxica kidnapped the Princess and we were close to beating the Rangers. But it all came crashing down when Toxica fainted; we looked over the fact that when Onikage cut her horn off that she would be weakened a great deal, and then eventually…die. I ran to her to see if she were fine however, when the Rangers used their Jungle Blaster on Mandilok, he grabbed her and used her as a shield. Utterly and complety destroying her.
After that I could no longer help that side, the side that destoryed my only friend. The side who had unmercifly taken life from her. And I couldn't do anything, I just stood there watching her last moments on Earth. I realized that Orgs looked out for themselves and that is why we didn't love, because it hurted so much in the end.
I helped the Rangers and together, the Orgs were defeated. All evil was gone, but it still didn't not satisfy me. Although Toxica's grim reaper was brought to justice, it could not bring her back. Sometimes I would cry because I could still hear her, screaming over and over in pain, begging someone to help. I couldn't sleep because of her voice.
The only way I remember her is from her staff, Jindrax laughed, she would say a rhyme and an org would rise and become the size of a giant. I tried it once to save my brother, I keep reminiscing of that moment because Toxica told me I wasn't worthless, a remark Mandilok called me countless times. And that day on, I knew that whatever came, I could take it, because of my best friend…but she's no more.
I never really admitted it, but I liked the Princess a bit. Her goodness struck out as a feature that doubled to her beauty. However, when she kissed me (thanking me for helping) I felt no spark, nothing. It was then a realized it wasn't the Princess I had feelings for, but rather, the person I was with for a majority of my life: Toxica.
I hated myself for a bit after knowing that, I could've told Toxica that. Her death might have been less painfully in a way. It was my mistake not telling though, I will live the rest of me life knowing that, it is my blessing to live but a curse to know that fact.
Sometimes I would visit the Rangers, seeing how they were. But over time, they split. There was no more evil in the world to destroy, they won, so there was nothing to save. The red Ranger, Cole, worked at an open-zoo somewhere in Australia. Alyssa finished her studies and became a doctor. Danny continued his job as a florist and saw Kendall from time to time. Max is still the group's little kid and is in college now…And last but not least, the yellow Ranger resumed her job as a jet pilot. So there was never a time I saw them all together. In the end we both lost friends, however, they could see each other anytime. The only time I see Toxica is in my head. Even today, I can still remember what she looks like.
Perhaps, wherever she is. It's somewhere good.
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