Set after Trent is good again. Just a conversation I think the boys needed.

Trent entered the lair, spotting Dr. O. working on some blasters at a table.

"Hey Trent." The older man said, not looking up.

"Hey." Trent said, slumping in a chair. Dr. O. glanced at him, concern sparking in his eyes.

"What's up?"

"Nothing." Tommy hummed slightly at that, looking back down at the blaster.

"I think Conner said he and the others were going to catch a movie. Why don't you join them?"

"Why would I?" Trent muttered, not intending to be heard. Tommy frowned at the blaster, and put it down, turning to face Trent.

"What do you mean?"

Trent, surprised at being heard, floundered for a minute. "I…I just don't want to." He tried.

Tommy snorted. "It's pretty obvious that that's not true."

Trent scowled.

"You should join them. They are your friends, and teammates, after all. You-"

"I almost killed them!" Trent shouted suddenly. "I almost killed them, and you! Is that what you want me to say?!" He stood up, turning to leave. He looked back at the older man. "You don't understand! You've never been-!"

"Controlled by evil? Used against my friends?" Tommy stood up. "Never gone against everything I believe because an evil spell got in my head?" There was a dark look in his eyes, and he seemed angry. Trent was stunned for a minute, mouth hanging open.

Dr. O. almost said something else, but closed his mouth. He sat down with a sigh. After a minute, Trent sat down as well, still quiet.

"I do know how you feel, Trent." Dr. O. said quietly. "I have been there."

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't-"

"It's okay." Dr. O. said, looking older than he should.

They were quiet for a minute.

"When-when were you…?"

"Evil?"

At Trent's nod, Tommy gave a bitter smile.

"It was when I became a Ranger for the very first time." He said. "I started out evil. Like you."

"Really?" Trent breathed. Dr. O. nodded.

"It was the first time Earth was attacked. Rita Repulsa, Empress of Evil, had come to Earth, looking for her mortal enemy, Zordon of Eltar. The first Power Rangers were already around, a team. I moved into town, at the same time Rita decided she needed an evil Power Ranger. She saw me compete in a martial arts tournament, and decided I'd make the perfect evil Ranger. I was under her spell for a while before my friends broke it. When they did, I joined them. But," he added, "for the longest time, I felt like I didn't belong. But luckily, my friends were rather hard headed, and got it through my skull that I did." He threw a look at Trent, who looked away. "That wasn't the only time either." He leaned back and stretched. "Not to mention my evil clone."

Trent looked up at that. "Please tell me you're joking." Tommy merely grinned at him.

Before either of them could say anything else, Trent's phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Trent! Where are you? We're gonna watch a movie together, but we can't find you!"

"Oh," Trent looked to Dr. O. for help, who made a 'go' gesture. "I'm…I'm at Dr. O.'s, Kira."

"Okay. We'll by in a minute!"

"Okay."

Trent stared at his phone after Kira hung up.

"I told you." Tommy was smirking.

"Yeah." Trent started walking out, but turned back to look at him. "Dr. O.? Thanks." Dr. O. smiled.

"See you later, Trent."

"Yeah."