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Author's Notes: Now this is the end game. But this just might be the heaviest chapter.


Chapter 4: Losing Control

Angel Grove Woods were a mixed baggage to those familiar and foreign. In the daytime and sunny days, it was a relaxing place of mystery and wonder, with sunlight fitting through nearby openings of the twisted branches and trees. In the wintertime and at night, it was a fearful mystery. On rainy days, it was a place of bittersweet sorrow. But no matter how one puts in, it was a large place where one could hide themselves in to brood and think.

But Tommy just did the thinking, or rather he would be if he wasn't concentrating on keeping his emotions under control.

Were all of those nasty things they said true? He thought as he looked at his phone. He sent eighteen message over the course of three weeks to Jason, and not a single one had been answered. This could have confirmed what they all thought about him, which ached his stomach unbearably. Hoping to find a decent enough spot to rest, he noticed a patch of black hair in the distance. Forgetting his worries and wasting no time, he sneaked over to a spot where he could see the situation at hand without being noticed.

"That pesky ranger will be here any minute." The female's voice snarled as she told her loyal minions, who turned out to be the whole city of Angel Grove (minus Bulk and Skull of course)! "I want you all to truly break him!"

"Yes, Mistress." They all said in monotone unison.

Tommy shivered involuntarily, trying to keep his mind focused. He then noticed Bulk and Skull heading towards the monster and the rest of Angel Grove's population. Before he could say anything, Bulk and Skull casually waved the monster aside and spoke to the whole city about the Graffiti Bandit, who turned out to be Skull himself. Skull had promised the whole of Angel Grove that he cleaned the whole of the Juice Bar and that he wouldn't eat anything before bed anymore. It was all well and good and despite the heaviness of his situation, Tommy found himself smiling a bit at their levity. But that quickly erased when the monster walked up to them.

"Say, you're not a friend of the Green Ranger, are you?" She purred.

"Nope." Bulk shrugged.

"Nuh-uh." Skull shook his head.

"Well, then, want me to make it easier for you guys?" She grinned. Tommy knew that it was the time to act and, not caring whether he was seen or not, started his whole call. But as he morphed, the witch's spell was complete! He was too late in preventing the spell, but Tommy wasn't phased as he knew that he could cure Angel Grove's populace once and for all.

"Your fight is with me, witch!" He yelled. "Leave the people of Angel Grove and my friends alone!"

She turned and smiled. She definitely was a looker for the monsters, but Tommy was dating someone right now. "Why are you surprised, Green Ranger~? Don't you think this is what you deserve?" Tommy clenched his fists, but had to admit that it was true deep down inside. Still, if he wanted punishment, he could endure it if his friends really thought that he deserved it. "What do you want from me?" She smiled. It was originally going to get him as a servant, but she had a lot of fun with him these past weeks, so she wasn't going to stop now. "I want you to die. Get him, my minions!"

Her troops advanced upon him, murmuring 'I hate you, Green Ranger' over and over. Just seeing their dazed faces, brainwashed beyond belief, that monster (really, there was no other word for her) grinning in glee, bringing up regrets and past misdeeds, kicking him out of his own house, etc. Something within him snapped and he saw red.

"Get. your. filthy. hands. away. from. my friends!" With that, he launched onto them.

Nothing, at this point, mattered except survival and nobody was an exception. He lunged at them, beating their heads in, their faces and bodies a mess of blurred colors. He felt the warm pulse of their wrists and heard the grunts of minor pain as he flung them into each other. He felt their claws and bones bruise his ribs, his back, and everywhere else. One punch from Billy shattered the visor of his helmets, scarring bits of his face. But he had something that they did not: madness. In agonizing minutes, he reduced the entirety of Angel Grove to heaps on the ground. Only his friends were able to kneel on the ground with bruises of their own, eyes closed in pain.

Light bruises do make a difference. He inwardly giggled.

"What the-...Who the heck-..." Contemno stammered.

"You want to be evil?" Tommy madly grinned. "Let's see whether you can stand the consequences."

Before she knew it, he lunged with the ferocity of a dragon and began to maul her. There was no more self-defense, no more fear. He was out for blood. He began ripping her face and arms into shreds. Contemno was an equally fierce fighter and she secretly was happy that her mission sparked a madness in the Green Ranger. She reveled in his vulnerability, moaned silently as she smelled the stench of fear and sorrow. If she was going to die, then it was going to be good. He began to draw blood from her.

"I...I...Wait..." The attacking decreased, and the Green Ranger sat up, blinking slowly.

"What?!" Contemno shrieked. "More! I want more! I care nothing of your friends anymore! When I die, they will remember nothing! Give me something!"

The Green Ranger backed away from her, as if he was a scared animal. Then, like a cat and a tree, he began to climb the tree and race into the woods. Contemno's increase in sadistic tortures lessened her hold on the other Rangers and they fell to the ground. The chase was on, the Green Ranger for survival, and Contemno's for blood. Finally, they stood, vines away from each other. The Green Ranger cowered if scared. No rational thought held in his mind right now, no, all of that was gone.

"You're mine, Little Ranger." She mumbled before she moved in for the kill. Just as she was halfway there, the vines closed in on her, tangling her. They got her claws, her neck, her feet. Panicking, she began to claw her way desperately but to no avail. When the Green Ranger edged on over, he found himself in her claws. Luckily, there were no vines around him, so after he kicked and screamed, he fell to the soft ground. Contemno wasn't so lucky. She began to fall, screaming as she plummeted.

His vision blurred, Tommy could only hear her scream and then nothing afterwards. As he could only make out faint dust, he assumed that she was defeated. He also hear faraway groans and faint shuffling. Probably everyone else was returning home. Home. Far Away. It hurt everywhere. He was scared. Why was he scared?

None of his questions were answered, however, as he listened to the rain.


Author's Notes: And that's a wrap!