I sat there, crouched with me knees to my chest, for what felt like days. I don't know how long I'd been crying, but I could no longer shed tears. I was still afraid, afraid of what was in store for me, and afraid of my Father's "Evil" side, but I was mainly afraid that I might never get to see my Sister, or my Father, or any of my friends again. Of course, I'll see my Father, but not in the same way. No, I was about to become a mindless slave, and be his "Partner" in taking over my home planet.
" Stop thinking like that...Your an Oliver, and Oliver's don't quit! They'll save me, because after all, Family never quits on eachother...oh god...I'm doomed!" I leaned my head against one of the tall pots that outlined the cage of my prison. This prison was the one that my Dad had told my Sister and I many stories about. He'd almost killed Jason in here, and the very weapon that Rita used against him, and nearly took his life with was held here. The fact that I was being held prisoner in here now diminished any hope I had of rescue, not to mention the fact that we were now in the Year 1993, which was right before My sister and I were born.
After a few seconds passed, I was startled out of my thought by someone's voice cutting in. " Did you just say Oliver?" I lifted my head to face the door to the cage, and standing there in all his Mullet haircut wearing glory, was my Father. He was staring at me with a confused, but also intrigued look on his face. Maybe this was my chance to get him to free me, and help me escape! " Da...Tommy, listen to me...Yo-" " GREEN RANGER, BRING THE GIRL INTO MY THRONE ROOM IMMEDIATELY FOR THE RITUAL TO BEGIN!"
Rita's nasally voice boomed throughout the entire room, and I could see my Dad's eyes begin to glow Green, just like mine did back in the alley. " As You wish, My Empress." He raised his hand up, and snapped his fingers, summoning a large group of putties behind him. For the first time in my life, I actually began to feel frightened, and began sobbing hysterically. " NO! NO, DAD, PLEASE DON'T LET HER DO THIS TO ME! I'M YOUR DAUGHTER, YOU HAVE TO LISTEN TO ME!" The Putties began to surround me, and 2 of them forced my hands behind my back while another shackled my wrists together.
" Stand up, girl, or else I'll drag you by your hair, and believe me, you don't want any more pain than what your about to go through." My Father was standing in front of me, morphed, pointing the Sword of Darkness down in my direction. I looked up at him, hatred and fear spread across my face, and slowly raised myself onto my feet, while the putties held my arms. " Go to hell..." I couldn't believe what I'd just said, and to my own Father. If this were the Man who'd raised me, he would've immediately started giving me a lecture, and sent me to my room, instead of standing here laughing, and replying " I'm already there, and your about to join me."
" Gag her, and blindfold her as well. I'm tired of hearing all this crying and whimpering." The Putties then proceeded to tie a black Bandanna around my head, covering my mouth and almost my nose. The last glimpse I had before the putties covered my eyes as well, was my Father putting some sort of spell over the Bandanna gagging me, causing it to glow Green. My vision gone, and my breathing almost cut off, I really began to feel panic take over as I was dragged through the hall, and into Rita's thrown room.
" My Queen, we have brought the Prisoner as You wished." I heard my Father say. It was what I heard after him that really sent me over the edge. " Excellent, the Alter is prepared, now tie her down, and Tommy, give me your power coin. She must be infused with your Essence for this to work." Infused with my Father's Essence, tie me down? Oh my god, this woman really is mad!
The next thing I knew, the puttied were dragging me somewhere, until I was forced to lay down on what felt like a giant Boulder. I knew it had to be the stone table that Rita had used to put my Father under the spell, and I could here the Putties chaining my arms and legs down to where I couldn't move. " It won't hurt as much if You don't struggle. Believe me, I know." The low, whispering voice of My Father echoed in my left ear, and I could feel his presence next to me.
He almost sounded like he was worried, and it made me wonder of his true side was somehow trying to fight through this evil shell. " Please..." I whispered." Please...don't...let her...do this...I.."
" Tommy, take your position next to her so that I can begin the opening Ceremony." Rita began to laugh maniacally, and it sent chills through my spine. I could hear my Father's footsteps as he walked around the table to stand behind me. " Oh, and remove the blindfold from her eyes, I want to watch as the spell takes over." " As you wish, my Empress." I heard my Father reply, and the blindfold was removed from my head, and my vision was exposed to my surroundings.
The entire room was pitch black, and the floor was covered in fog, just like the Dark dimension. There were candles lit all around me and my Father, and they were all glowing a bright green color, just like my eyes had when I was captured. Rita was standing on a round, stone platform that was raised about 5 ft off the ground, and her spell book was open in front of her. On the other side of the table stood my Father, and he was holding the dragon Dagger in his right hand. I began to struggle against the chains that held me down, but to no avail.
" Tommy, bring me her blood, and yours as well. I must prepare the alter further if this is to work right."
Rita held up her hand, and snapped her fingers, making a small wine glass appear out of thin air. As I continued to thrash about, my heart began to pound in my ears as I watched my Father (who was still morphed) approach me, Dagger in one hand, and the goblet in the other. " I already told you, if You don't struggle, this will hurt less."
But his words did nothing to stop me from struggling against the chains, and suddenly I felt the putties yank one of my wrists over the edge of the table toward him. " Dad, please..." But my plea was soon drowned out by the pain that shot through my wrist as the Dagger cut through my skin. I began to scream as loud as I could, and even the gag tied over my mouth couldn't stop them from coming through. Hurt less, my ass! I always knew my Father was a terrible liar, and this just proved my point.
I continued to watch in horror as my own blood dripped from the cut across my wrist and into the goblet my Father was holding. it felt like an eternity before Rita finally told him to stop. " If we drain too much of her blood, she'll pass out before it's complete. Now, come here, my boy, and hold out your wrist." I was already on the verge of passing out just from all the pain I'd gone through.
" Once I merge your blood with hers, You will be able to feel each others emotions, and see each others thoughts." Rita explained as she took my Father's Dagger from him, and slit his wrist the way he had done to me. I watched in amazement and fear as she drained his blood into the Goblet, and he never even flinched. I felt like a weakling for the way I'd screamed throughout my wrist being sliced. A few seconds later, Rita was finished mixing our blood together, and she handed the Goblet back to him, and laughed.
" The first part is complete, now all You must do is drink from it, and the magic will take affect." My eyes widened in fear, and I began to feel like I was going to vomit. I heard my Father laugh, and then watched as he began to walk back over to stand beside me. " Cheers, Princess." To my horror, he lifted his helmet from his head, closed his eyes, and took what looked like a gulp of the blood from the glass.
Once he lowered the glass, he smirked at me, and held his hand up. " Putties, remove the gag, and make sure she swallows every drop!" A couple of Putties surrounded me, and one of them yanked the gag away from my face, while the other forced my mouth to stay open. I began to thrash my body like a fish washed up on shore, but they wouldn't let go. My Father's face came into view as he began to tip the goblet over my face, and I began to feel the contents spill into my mouth.
As he continued to force it into me, I began to choke, and after a few seconds, the putties released their hold on me, and my Father stood up, facing Rita once more. " It is done, my Empress." He held up the empty Glass for her to see, and I really felt like I was going to vomit. I just drank not only my blood, but Dad's as well. Now I really wish I could wake up.
" This is not a dream, Princess, and your about to become part of the family, so relax." Wait, did My Dad just read my thoughts? Is that what Rita was talking about when she mentioned that after this we would be able to feel each others emotions, and read our thoughts? Well, there goes my private thoughts of Ezio. Ezio...Kayla...Nick...I began to cry as the thought of never seeing them again ran through my head.
" Who are these people you speak of?" I heard my Father ask out loud. " SILENCE! I must have total silence if I am to do this last part right." " Sorry, my Empress."
" Dad..." I croaked, but he wouldn't look at me."T..Tommy...Please, don't let her..do this..." To my surprise, he turned to stare at me when I said his real name, which felt awkward to use since he was my Dad, but it was the only way to get him to respond to anything. " Please..." Tears began to fall, and run down my cheeks.
As if he knew what I was going through, he walked over to stand beside me, and held my hand. Was the Ritual really causing us to feel the same way? It had to be causing him to somehow act like this toward me, because a few seconds ago he seemed to not care.
After a few seconds of silence, Rita began to chant loudly in a language that didn't sound like any of the Human languages. It sounded like another Spell, and I looked into my Father's eyes for an answer. My fear was heightened as his eyes began to glow while Rita continued to repeat the spell. All of a sudden, a sharp pain shot through my head, causing me to scream. It felt like my brain was about to explode, and I began to hear a second voice along with Rita.
When I looked back to my Father, his lips were moving in unison with hers, and he was also chanting. " No..." was the last word I managed to croak out before I felt my mind begin to go blank. I turn my head to where I could see my reflection in Rita's crystal ball, and my eyes were glowing just like my Dad's once again. A few seconds later, my body, along with my mind, were completely numb. I began to feel as if I couldn't even stay awake anymore.
***TOMMY'S POV***
" My Empress, she's fading fast! What if she dies!?" I continued to stare at the girl as Rita finished up the last part of the Ritual. But to my shock, Rita continued to chant, and the young girl's eyes began to glow even brighter. About a minute later, Rita suddenly stopped chanting, and the girl blinked a couple of times before her eyes finally went back to normal. The iris of them, however, had changed to a dark green color.
" Well, did it work? Is she still alive, Tommy?" I heard Rita bark from behind. I placed a couple of fingers against her neck, and to my relief, felt a steady beat. " Yes, my Empress, but I believe she's exhausted from the stress. I tried to warn her not to struggle, but she's stubborn." Rita smirked, and turned to walk down the steps of the alter.
" She sounds like someone I know." I rolled my eyes, and began to unshackle the Girl from the table.
"Have the Putties bring her to her new Quarters. I want her to be rested up for tomorrow's attack." " NO..." Rita gave me a look of shock. " I mean...I shall bring her, my Empress."
Rita smirked, to my relief, and turned to leave the room. " Very well, Tommy, and make sure that when she awakens to notify me immediately. I'm going to rest myself due to the spell taking a lot of Energy."
"As you wish." I replied, watching Rita leave. The second she left, I picked up the limp girl, and carefully carried her down the hall and to the door of her chambers.
As soon as I was standing in front of the door, Goldar appeared from his room, and laughed. " Ah, is that our new Recruit? Looks like she couldn't take the pain as well as You." I turned to glare at him, and growled. " Hey, she's stronger than any of us here! I can feel it...so why don't You buzz off, Monkey Breathe?"
Goldar growled in irritation. " Well, what's gotten into You? Looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the moon this morning." I finally managed to punch in the right code that would open the door, and watched as Goldar walked away. "Annoying ape..." I thought to myself.
I'd never been inside this room until now. It was exactly like mine, only the walls were a lighter shade of Green than my own, and the wall had a Huge metal frame of a Gecko above the bed instead of the Dragon claw. The bed had a huge canopy top, and the sheets and spread were the same color as the wall, with a diamond pattern going across. Across from the bed was a 50 inch screen, that was displaying an image of Earth.
The floor was also covered with green carpet.
" Wow...and Rita said that I was her favorite." I whispered as I gently pulled back the covers, and placed the sleeping girl underneath them. I brushed some of her hair away from her forehead, and reached over to where the lamp on her side dresser was, turning it off. I reached into my pocket, pulled out a necklace with a gem in the shape of a lizard on the end, and placed it on top." Have sweet dreams, my Princess."
She moaned, and turned over on her side. I took that as my que to leave, so I stood up, and headed for the door. " Tomorrow will be a new time coming." I whispered, and pushed the button on the keypad that shut the door, leaving the girl alone to rest. Tomorrow was indeed a new time coming, and not just for us, but for those pesky Power Rangers as well. I smirked, and headed to my own quarters down the hall to get some rest.