Bridge knew he should not have touched the box on his bed. Every fiber of his body was screaming at him to just leave it alone and walk away, but alas he was enthralled by it. He picked it up to investigate. The box was made from some type of space metal and had green domes on each side, except for one. The side without the dome had a thumbprint scanner. Knowing it was a terrible idea, Bridge took off his glove and pressed his thumb to the box. A wave of dizziness passed through him. Bridge dropped the cube and closed his eyes to get his bearings back. He replaced his glove and realized the room around him had changed. All his stuff was gone, and now only Sky's remained.

Strange he thought as he began to look around the room more.

"Don't move!"

Bridge turned to see Sky in the doorway aiming a blaster right at him. He put his hands up. "Sky, what are you doing"

"Shut up traitor." Sky averted his eyes as he walked closer to the Green Ranger.

"Traitor? Sky what are you talking about? Hey!"

Sky grabbed Bridge's arms tightly, and handcuffed them behind his back. He then shuffled around for a few seconds before tying something around Bridge's eyes. Part of Bridge was beginning to panic a little inside.

"Not falling for you tricks this time. Now move!" Sky shoved Bridge out of the room.

Bridge tried not to trip as Sky led him down the hallway, he could feel the blaster pressing against his back. "Sky, please listen to me. Something weird is going on. One minute I'm in our room looking at this box thing, and the next everything changed, and it was your room and you were handcuffing me calling me a traitor, but I haven't done anything."

Sky laughed. "You should have stayed away. Thought you could come back and pull your mind control garbage on us again, didn't you? Not this time. Now I've got you."

Bridge's ears perked up at that last statement. "Mind control? I can't control minds. Read minds sure, but I'm just now learning how to control that. I suppose theoretically over time I could manipulate minds, but I definitely can't now…"

Sky cut Bridge off by shoving him hard into a wall. He un-cuffed him, only to restrain each hand on either side of the wall. Bridge heard Sky take a step back.

"Can't you take this off?" Bridge hated not knowing what was going on, or where he was.

"Your powers could have gotten stronger since last time we met. I'm not risking you getting control again, not ever."

Why did Sky keep saying Bridge hurt him?

"Sky, I would never hurt you or anyone at S.P.D. please!" He grunted in frustration. "If you could just see my aura you'd know I'm not lying. I need another me…wait, another me, that's it! This isn't my time, or dimension, or something. The box, Sky it has to do with that box. I dropped it in your room. Get it to Kat, but don't touch it with skin, I'm not sure how it works. She'll figure it out, and then you can believe me. Please, I'm not your Bridge!"

Sky eyed Bridge for a moment before leaving the cell without saying a word.

"Sky, please, just get the box, Sky!" Bridge could feel he was alone now. He just hoped Sky had begun to believe him, at least a little.

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His plan worked. After days of observation he was able to send this dimensions Bridge to his own. This Bridge, this evil Bridge, smiled at his accomplishment. As soon as he escaped his own dimension he chose another one, more similar to inhabit. All he had to do was watch the other rangers and see how they reacted to the Bridge here. He could not believe how weak and undeveloped the Bridge he watched was. Almost everything in this world matched to his own; the rangers would have no idea what was about to hit them. Bridge had a mission, he had loyalties to prove and a certain crystal to steal.

Although he could not see the similarities in himself with this world's Bridge, he believed he would be able to pass as their ranger without much suspicion. As long as he kept up the daily routine, no one would be the wiser. His first test was about to happen as Bridge saw the pink ranger walking towards him.

"Hey Syd!" Bridge smiled and waved at her.

"Hey, Bridge. Ready for training?"

He smiled, nodded, and followed her to training. It was hard to not get noticed while he was watching the previous days. He made sure he was never near the other Bridge in case they crossed paths. A few occasions he was spotted, but no one realized he was not the Bridge they knew. He was able to watch them fight on missions, but training was harder to see. Bridge hoped he would not be exposed before his mission began.

During training, Bridge knew to hold back a little. He could easily get into their minds if he wanted, but from what he could tell, their Bridge could not manipulate minds. He could barely read them, let alone control them. He felt very quick that he was holding back too much on training, but one similarity their Bridge had with him was their fighting style. Ever since his powers began to evolve, Bridge had not needed to fight as much. He had almost forgotten some of the moves and techniques he had acquired at S.P.D.

Fight with your feet more than your hands. He repeated to himself over and over. He used to have to worry about his skin getting into contact with other things. Bridge had come accustomed to fighting the rangers with some skin contact, so that was not as much of a concern. By the end of training, the other rangers had been none the wiser to the switch that had occurred, and Bridge was near worn out after fighting. He was going to have to get used to not using his abilities for everything.

Sky helped him up from where he was thrown on the ground. "You alright?"

Bridge caught his breath and nodded. "Yeah, fine thanks."

Sky accepted that and moved on.

For the rest of the day, Bridge explored S.P.D. He had done so to an extant the days previous, but was not able to roam as free as he could now. He needed to know if it was exactly like the S.P.D. he had known. He watched for every security camera, every door. He made sure no room was on the left instead of right. He needed to know this place as well as his own world.

One big difference from this Bridge's world, to the one he was occupying, was Boom. Bridge remembered Boom, but only just. In his world after he failed out of the academy he left S.P.D and went to work at some mechanical company. He only spoke to him a few times. Here, however, Bridge and Boom seemed like best friends. He watched him often go into the lab and work on experiments together. Bridge was still a mechanical genius, like this world's, but faking a friendship that had gone on for years would be difficult. He knew from watching Bridge, that every day he made his way down to the lab to work on something.

Today, Bridge walked in to be welcomed by Boom. He played it cool and looked around to see what the other Bridge may have been working on. There was an unfinished motherboard connected to a few different things laying one of the lab tables. That looked promising so he went over to it and began to look it over.

"Uh, Bridge. I thought you were working on your waffle toaster."

Bridge was caught off guard for a moment. What kind of stupid thing was a waffle toaster? He stared at Boom with a confused expression, but Boom nodded toward a taken apart toaster and waffle maker on the other side of the room.

"Oh, right." He walked over to it and shook his head. This world's Bridge was crazier than he thought.

Boom watched him for a minute, but then went back to work. One advantage Bridge had, was the constant confusion. He remembered what that was like before he got a real grasp on his powers. He still had thoughts and energy sneak in from time to time, causing the confusion he did not miss. He just hoped he would be able to pass off any mistakes as normal confusion.

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Bridge was getting antsy. Sky had been gone for a long time and no one else had come in. He was still blindfolded and handcuffed to the wall. All the silence gave Bridge time to think. Think about the other Bridge and what he might be doing in his world. From what it sounded like, their Bridge was real bad news. He almost destroyed S.P.D. from what he could gather, and now he was at his home, probably about to do the same thing. Bridge needed to know what happened here, so he could get out and help his friends. He needed to convince Sky somehow, he had to.

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AN: Thanks for reading. I hope none of this gets confusing with the multiple Bridges. Hope you all enjoy!