Guilt and Nightmares
By Lady Lightspeed
Summery: PRLR: The rangers learn just how dangerous guilt can be.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything power rangers lightspeed or of Any incarnation I'm just borrowing them for a little while. I'll Put them back when I'm finished.
A.N. Ok, some of you might recognize this story form Fan domination.net but I've cleaned it up so constructive criticism is welcome. (Please no flames. )
Second author's note: Yes I have a fondness for PRLR. There was just so much more they could have done with the characters and situations. Anyway, this one takes place right after Ryan is branded with the tattoo.
Chapter 1.
Fear gripped Dana Mitchell as she peered down, the car had fallen, she knew that and knew if her daddy lost his hold on her she would to. Where the car had gone.
"Help!" Her brother cried and Dana could feel her own fingers slipping from where they gripped franticly at her father's arm. Then she was falling. End over end, head over feet, she was going to die.
The sensation stopped abruptly as she landed hard in a pair of strong arms. Glancing up she found herself staring into the visor of the Titanium ranger.
"Ryan?" she asked confused. "What I am is your worst nightmare dear sister." The odd voice hissed and she found herself staring into his face. A face that was now burnt and scarred, and filled with loathing.
"What? I don't understand." She said confused even as she realized where they were. Behind Ryan she could just make out the broken guard rail and beyond that lay the steep cliff where the flaming wreckage of the car lay. "What are we doing here?" She asked even though she already knew.
"You would have let me fall and so," The face twisted into a nasty sneer, "I think you should be the one to fall." And then she was.
Dana woke with a start and found herself staring into her darkened room. She felt as if her heart would explode. She lay there trying to calm down. Even as she managed to get her breathing under control her heart continued to pound. It sounded almost as if it were accusing her, did it. did it. did it.!
Dana couldn't take it anymore, jumping from her bed she tossed on some clothes. She couldn't stay there, couldn't be alone in a little room with just her self recriminations to keep her company. She then ran a brush through her long blond curls and fled the confines of her room.
The pink lightspeed ranger was just coming out of her room when she came face to face with her brother. Involuntarily she took a step back.
"Hey you're up late." Ryan commented as she emerged from her room. Immediately he felt as if something was off. There was something different about her eyes, he saw that first. Although he didn't know her all that well, not having been home very long, still he knew that her eyes never looked. What was the word? Haunted? She had even been firm and unshaken when they'd tried to free him from Queen Bansheera's lies. Now she looked almost lost. "You ok?" He asked.
"Yeah, you know I think I'm just over tired." she replied and he frowned. Over tired? Sure that was a possibility but her eyes were clear if a little sleep fogged. What was going on? She spoke again bringing his mind to the moment once more.
"So how about you? I'd have thought you'd be sleeping." She pointed out not wanting him to ask her any more questions.
"Ms. Fairweather was checking me over and so missed dinner." He confessed. "I thought I'd grab something to eat." He confessed adding. "Want to come with me and grab a snack?" He asked and she forced a smile.
Dana really didn't want to it just hurt so much to think of all of the pain she'd caused him, was still causing him. If she'd just not been born then none of this would have happened. Giving herself a mental shake Dana forced a smile to her lips. It wouldn't do anyone any good to go all gloom and doom.
"Sounds like a plan." she replied falling into step beside her brother.
TBC
By Lady Lightspeed
Summery: PRLR: The rangers learn just how dangerous guilt can be.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything power rangers lightspeed or of Any incarnation I'm just borrowing them for a little while. I'll Put them back when I'm finished.
A.N. Ok, some of you might recognize this story form Fan domination.net but I've cleaned it up so constructive criticism is welcome. (Please no flames. )
Second author's note: Yes I have a fondness for PRLR. There was just so much more they could have done with the characters and situations. Anyway, this one takes place right after Ryan is branded with the tattoo.
Chapter 1.
Fear gripped Dana Mitchell as she peered down, the car had fallen, she knew that and knew if her daddy lost his hold on her she would to. Where the car had gone.
"Help!" Her brother cried and Dana could feel her own fingers slipping from where they gripped franticly at her father's arm. Then she was falling. End over end, head over feet, she was going to die.
The sensation stopped abruptly as she landed hard in a pair of strong arms. Glancing up she found herself staring into the visor of the Titanium ranger.
"Ryan?" she asked confused. "What I am is your worst nightmare dear sister." The odd voice hissed and she found herself staring into his face. A face that was now burnt and scarred, and filled with loathing.
"What? I don't understand." She said confused even as she realized where they were. Behind Ryan she could just make out the broken guard rail and beyond that lay the steep cliff where the flaming wreckage of the car lay. "What are we doing here?" She asked even though she already knew.
"You would have let me fall and so," The face twisted into a nasty sneer, "I think you should be the one to fall." And then she was.
Dana woke with a start and found herself staring into her darkened room. She felt as if her heart would explode. She lay there trying to calm down. Even as she managed to get her breathing under control her heart continued to pound. It sounded almost as if it were accusing her, did it. did it. did it.!
Dana couldn't take it anymore, jumping from her bed she tossed on some clothes. She couldn't stay there, couldn't be alone in a little room with just her self recriminations to keep her company. She then ran a brush through her long blond curls and fled the confines of her room.
The pink lightspeed ranger was just coming out of her room when she came face to face with her brother. Involuntarily she took a step back.
"Hey you're up late." Ryan commented as she emerged from her room. Immediately he felt as if something was off. There was something different about her eyes, he saw that first. Although he didn't know her all that well, not having been home very long, still he knew that her eyes never looked. What was the word? Haunted? She had even been firm and unshaken when they'd tried to free him from Queen Bansheera's lies. Now she looked almost lost. "You ok?" He asked.
"Yeah, you know I think I'm just over tired." she replied and he frowned. Over tired? Sure that was a possibility but her eyes were clear if a little sleep fogged. What was going on? She spoke again bringing his mind to the moment once more.
"So how about you? I'd have thought you'd be sleeping." She pointed out not wanting him to ask her any more questions.
"Ms. Fairweather was checking me over and so missed dinner." He confessed. "I thought I'd grab something to eat." He confessed adding. "Want to come with me and grab a snack?" He asked and she forced a smile.
Dana really didn't want to it just hurt so much to think of all of the pain she'd caused him, was still causing him. If she'd just not been born then none of this would have happened. Giving herself a mental shake Dana forced a smile to her lips. It wouldn't do anyone any good to go all gloom and doom.
"Sounds like a plan." she replied falling into step beside her brother.
TBC