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Sky and Jack sent communications to Kat and the team about the Bridge they found. They were waiting for the rangers to return in hopes of getting a solution to helping Bridge. Sky and Jack did not mention the details of this Bridge, but they could all tell there was something the two were leaving out. When they all arrived back on their world, everyone was taken back a little by seeing two Skys.

"Syd in pink? Now that's something I would never imagine." The other Sky smirked.

Sydney looked offended. "My counterpart hates pink? That's terrible."

Sky looked at his friends. "Everyone meet the other me, and Bridge."

The other Sky nodded at the rangers and Bridge waved with a smile on his face.

Z could tell he was different. "You're awfully quiet."

Jack came over. "Yeah, apparently this Bridge doesn't talk. Instead he draws pictures, and they actually knew what was going on when we got there."

Z stared at the Green Ranger. "So you can help him?"

Bridge nodded and looked at his Sky.

"I'm sort of translator. I think he wants to see them." The other Sky looked at Kat.

Kat nodded. "Right this way."

They all followed Kat into the room where the two Bridges were. The rangers huddled by the door, while Bridge went in between their beds. He knelt down towards the Bridge of that world and studied him close. He then did the same thing to the evil Bridge. After a few moments he looked up at his Sky and made a writing motion. Sky put his pack down and grabbed a notepad and colored pencils out, and gave them to Bridge.

Bridge sat down and began to scribble on a blank page. Everyone watched as he made angry scratches on the sheet with various different colors. When he was finished he handed the notepad back to Sky. The blue ranger looked at it, trying to interpret.

The rangers, Kat, and Boom looked at the drawing. It looked almost like a cartoon when two characters fought. He drew both Bridge's auras and a bunch of black, circular scratches around them.

"What does it mean?" Z could not decode the picture.

"They're fighting." Boom was the one to answer.

"I think he's right. Looks like a war between their minds." Sky looked at Bridge who nodded and looked back at the two boys in the beds.

Bridge looked nervous now, which the other Sky did not like.

"This is going to be too risky, I don't think he can help you." He looked at the others.

Even though he looked nervous, Bridge was not having that. He pulled up a chair and set it right in the middle the two beds. He crossed his arms and gave a look to his Sky.

Sky sighed. "Fine, but I don't like this."

Bridge motioned for everyone to leave the room. As much as the Sky of his world did not want to leave him, he knew the best way for him to get through this was to have complete concentration. Any other emotions in the room could distract all three Bridges, and threaten negative effects. The particular room all the Bridges were in had a window in it, so the rangers could watch from outside without disturbing them.

Once he was settled, the silent Bridge took off his gloves and took a deep breath. He placed a hand on either side of him, touching the two other Bridges' foreheads. He jumped a little as he began to get inside their heads. From outside the rangers would have said nothing much was happening inside of that room, but for the three occupants a war was raging on.

Bridge felt like he had been fighting for days. His evil counterpart was strong, but he had to keep him at bay. He had to keep his friends safe. Bridge had made a promise to the Sky of the other world. He would not let that Bridge do anymore harm. He was struggling, lost in his own mind and his double's. Sometimes he was in a memory, and others he was facing himself. This reminded him of that dream he had so many weeks before. They were fighting a monster, but the monster turned out to be him. Syd said it was his inner demons, but she never realized his dream turned out to be a premonition.

"Come on Bridgey, you don't want to play anymore?" The evil Bridge was looking for him.

Bridge was hiding, but they were in each other's heads. There was no escape, not really. "I won't let you wake up. I won't let you get control of this."

"We'll see about that." The evil Bridge growled in frustration.

They continued to go back and forth. Most of the time they were in a fog, but could hear what the other was thinking. Bridge kept getting brought back to a river. He did not remember it from his own life, but it seemed important to this Bridge.

Bridge watched the water flow when he felt something had not felt before. There was a strange energy that had entered their minds, and the other Bridge could feel it too. Something was familiar about this, but Bridge was confused as to what the new addition in their minds was.

"It's us."

Bridge looked across the river to see his evil counterpart staring ahead. Bridge looked straight to see himself, no not himself.

"Another one? Are you evil too?" Bridge was not sure if he could take this.

"He's here to help you." The evil Bridge glared. "But I won't go without a fight."

Bridge's head was spinning, which was not helped when a loud humming emitted through the air. He held his head and screamed. He had to keep focus, he had to keep the evil Bridge out of the picture. He felt a hand on his arm and looked up through clenched eyes to see a mirror image. This Bridge had soft features; he was the one there to help him. Bridge got up and followed his counterpart. He felt he could trust him. They were running, even though there was nowhere to go. Bridge heard a laugh and realized his surroundings had changed. They were in a warehouse; one Bridge remembered fighting a monster in.

"A little extra help isn't going to stop me." The evil Bridge laughed.

Monsters appeared out of nowhere and Bridge got into a fighting position. The one that had said nothing yet, did not move, but only stared at the evil ranger. Bridge wished he could morph in his mind, but that was not how his mind operated. Bridge began fighting off the monsters and looked to see the two other Bridges fighting. Every blow they took, he felt. Mind fighting was difficult.

Bridge took out one of the monsters, only to be greeted by two more. He fought, but then his body felt like it was on fire. He looked behind him to see the evil Bridge glaring at the quiet one on the ground. He was getting in. Bridge concentrated and pushed the evil Bridge out as much as he could. He succeeded enough to throw the evil ranger off. The quiet one stood up and titled his head, he was gaining control. The evil Bridge faltered a little and stumbled back. Bridge could feel traces of everything happening between the two of them. His head was pounding, and he felt weaker every minute. One of the monsters kicked him hard enough to send him flying across the room. He crumpled into a heap and could not find the strength to get up. He was shaking. Bridge saw some crates, so he crawled behind them to hide. This was becoming too much for him.

The two Bridges continued fighting. They were each struggling to gain control of the other. Bridge could feel there power and it terrified him. The mind was a dangerous thing and these two had full access to it. All Bridge could do was keep his walls up and continue to push the evil Bridge out. If he let him gain control, even for a moment they would all be done for.

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The rangers watched behind the glass. The silent Bridge had been in the room for two hours and it would seem like nothing was happening. Out of nowhere though, all three Bridges began to struggle in their coma. Their Bridge was twitching violently in the bed, the evil Bridge was arched up struggling to breathe, and blood began to spill out of the silent Bridge's nose. The Sky of his world began to panic.

"We have to wake him up."

Kat grabbed his arm. "We can't. If we disturb any of them now, we could lose all three. This is a battle of the mind, one they must win on their own."

"What if the good Bridges are losing?" Syd could not take her eyes off of the twitching Bridge.

Kat gave them a look like she did not know. If the evil Bridge won this battle, then they would all be in trouble. If he won, it meant he was strong enough to take out two very powerful people and the rangers would be next.

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AN: Thank you for reading!