Disclaimer: I own nothing (wish I owned JDFs soul tho)
*This is my first fanfic so plz be kind.
*This is set after the Turbo movie but I didn't watch Zeo or Turbo so plz keep an open mind x
THE BREAKING POINT
CHAPTER 2
My name is Kimberly Anne Hart.
I'm 20 years old
And I'm the architect of my own demise… which is almost funny considering the amount of time and effort other people have put in to planning it for me.
Okay, I admit it- I'm dramatic. I'm also opinionated, I talk too much, shop too much… or at least that was the old Kimberly.
Ohhh… this isn't working! Okay Kim, just start at the beginning otherwise this is never going to make sense
My name is Kimberly Hart and 4 years ago I was chosen along with 4 of my closest friends to take up the mantle of superheroes and help an inter-dimensional being named Zordon to protect the earth from evil.
I wont go into my time as a Power Ranger, so much has been written about us over the years that I'm sure you're familiar with the whole evil green ranger-good green ranger-powerless green ranger-all powerful white ranger is the new leader-original red, black and yellow rangers leave-new red, black and yellow rangers arrive-yada yada-the end!
You know it right? Well not quite. Did you ever notice that the pink ranger suddenly grew a couple of inches?
Welcome to the important part of the story because she… the original pink ranger, was me but I left the team after 3 years to compete as a gymnast at the Panglobal Games.
Leaving my home and my team was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do, but stepping onto that plane and leaving Tommy behind eclipsed it 10 fold.
Let's clear one thing up- the green ranger and the white ranger were the same person, Tommy Oliver! The most beautiful and perfect human being to ever walk the earth!
At 16 he was my first love and now at 20 he's my only love.
I'd been terrified the day I left Angel Grove. Sitting in Tommys jeep outside the airport I'd felt physically sick at the thought of leaving him- I think in my mind I knew I was losing him. I'd held him so tight I'd hoped our bodies would merge into one and we would never have to be separated. In-between frantically desperate kisses Tommy had looked into deep my eyes and promised me repeatedly that nothing would change between us. I'd looked into his and begged him repeatedly to promise me that it wouldn't.
We were young, in love for the first time and clinging desperately to the only constant thing in our teenage lives- each other!
I cried for what felt like forever, begging Tommy over and over not to make me go. He'd been close to tears as he held my hands and begged me to stay but finally silence and stillness had fallen over us, in our hearts we knew what was the right thing to do.
I kissed him until my lips were sore- trying to capture everything about him and lock it in my heart. The way he looked, tasted…smelt. When I finally exited that jeep I felt as though I had left half of my soul behind, 1 year later I still believe that.
Anyways, teenage angst aside, the fact is- I left, he stayed and our lives began down different paths. My path ended with me meeting some guy who was the complete opposite of Tommy, and for a while I convinced myself that he was exactly what I needed to rid my head, heart and soul of Tommy Oliver for good!
I know it sounds awful but the feeling of loving him and missing him had become like clothing on a drowning woman and it was getting heavier and heavier by the day and slowly but surely it was dragging me under.
So I grabbed onto Lucas as though he were a life raft. I tried everything I could to convince myself that he had saved me from drowning and for that I owed him my life.
This is the point were my life changes forever, because not long after meeting Lucas, Tommy became the recipient of a heartless 'Dear John' letter. I said some really awful things and I'm sure they hurt him deeply but I said what I had to say to make sure that he wouldn't come after me- needless to say, he didn't. In fact I only saw Tommy again for the first time 3 weeks ago.
You see it didn't take long after sending the letter for me to realise that actually, I didn't need saving by anybody! And as a newly liberated women my first order of business was to get rid of the blond buffoon that I had some how landed myself with- A.K.A Lucas.
My second order of business was to fix my hair, put on some lipstick and killer heels and reclaim what was rightfully mine! …Unfortunately things didn't work out as planned.
I had convinced one of my oldest friends and former red ranger- Jason Lee-Scott to drop everything and meet me in Angel Grove. In an attempt to rid me of my 'I'm going to see Tommy again' nerves he took me scuba diving where we were kidnapped and subsequently sacrificed… to a volcano!
It wasn't quite the fiery reunion I had planned but Tommy along with his brand new team of 'Turbo Rangers' came to our rescue… not before we lost our souls and tried to kill them all first!
Once rescued it soon became apparent that I wouldn't be doing any 're-claiming' of anything or anyone. Tommy, it seemed had moved on to his own blond buff…blond bombshell, in the shape of my ranger-replacement, the sickeningly sweet Katherine Hillard. Seeing Tommy happy with another woman had all but killed me so I did what any self-respecting former superhero would do- I turned and ran! I haven't seen Tommy or Jason since
So this is me, Kimberly Hart, sitting in my apartment, writing a letter to myself, about myself and yet only 'wondering' if maybe I'm going mad!
Since being sacrificed though something in me has changed. I feel empty… restless- I try to sleep but I have nightmares all night long. I can't leave my apartment at night because a see shadows stalking me down the street, laughing and whispering to me. I'm at the point where I don't know what's real anymore.
I can't go on like this!
I need help and I know that Tommy is the only one that can help me, he was our leader, and I trust him with my life!
I know now what I have to do