Psycho Yellow was still dragging Ashley by her neck. Ashley's feet were dragging on the ground as she tried to stop Psycho Yellow from moving any further, and she still struggled to get Psycho Yellow's arm from around her neck. After several minutes of struggling, Psycho Yellow abruptly stopped. She threw Ashley to the ground.

"Who would have known that the Yellow Astro Ranger would be so easy to fool?" Psycho Yellow teased. Ashley looked up to see Psycho Red standing there.

Psycho Red laughed, "I wouldn't have thought it. Now that we have the Red Ranger's precious little toy, he'll surrender to us quickly!"

"Im am nobody's toy!" Ashley yelled as she stood up.

She quickly began throwing kicks at Psycho Yellow. They were all blocked of course, and Ashley was soon kicked extremely hard in her stomach. The blow caused her to fly backwards through the air, and Ashley's back slammed into the wall. She slowly rose from the ground. Ashley took one glance down the hall from the way she had been dragged down, and then looked back at Psycho Yellow. She waited for Psycho yellow to look back at Psycho red, and when she did, Ashley took off running down the way Psycho yellow had drug her in. She didn't get too far. Ashley felt a gloved hand wrap around her neck from behind. The hand threw Ashley onto her back with a strong force, and it caused her to hit her head hard on the floor. And just as the fingers began to unravel from her neck, she fell into unconsciousness.

She didn't remember where she was nor what had happened.

She opened her eyes to see she was in a dim-lit cave.

She looked next to her to see a large figure. It was a female, and she was kneeling next to Ashley, with her hand near Ashley's neck.

Another large figure came and stood over Ashley. This one was a male. He had a leg on each side of her, and He looked down at her.

She then remembered.

"Psycho red…" She whispered. He must have heard her because he bent down to her and placed his gloved hand on the part of her helmet where her cheek would be.

She couldn't hold her eyelids open anymore, so they closed. She leaned into his touch for an unknown reason, until Her head dropped to the side, as she was struggling to stay awake.

Soon, She could feel her body being slowly lifted off the ground. One arm was under the back of her knees. The other hand was now placed around her back to lay on her shoulder. The person bounced her body so her head would land right at his shoulder. Ashley could feel whoever it was holding her tight against them protectively, as if they were afraid that she'd just disappear into thin air. She used the last of her strength to lift her head and look at them, and she discovered that it was Psycho red carrying her. She tried to speak, but her head was hurting too much. So she just laid her head back to where it was before, closed her eyes, and began to let him take her wherever they were taking her before she ran. She then fell into unconsciousness.

When she woke up, Psycho red was still carrying her. She didn't know what to do, so she just laid her head back down, and tried to fall back into unconsciousness once again, just hoping that she was having a nightmare. She then became aware of a massive migraine and she moaned in pain. She wanted to be put down, so she began to shift around in his arms.

"We're almost there." He whispered to her in a soothing voice, And she gave up.

"What is the matter with you? We're supposed to be destroying her!" Psycho yellow snapped. Ashley's eyes flew open for she had not been aware that Psycho yellow was still with them.

He didn't respond, he just looked down at Ashley.

"They are our enemies!" Psycho yellow hissed.

"I know. But I want to keep her." He responded, still looking at Ashley.

"Keep her? Is that what you just said? Keep her?"

"Yes." Is all he replied with.

"You're joking, right?" Psycho Yellow placed a hand on his shoulder to make Psycho red stop walking and look at her, while also trying to avoid the urge to hit Ashley. She knew Psycho red wouldn't like it.

"I know what I'm doing, Psycho yellow. Trust me." Psycho yellow and Psycho red stared at each other for a few minutes.

"Okay… I trust you." Psycho yellow finally said. Psycho red nodded his head and they began walking again.

Ashley felt a wave of fear flow through her body before she collapsed into darkness once again.


"Damn it!" Andros cried, and slammed his fist down onto the panel as another scan for Ashley came out negative. He quickly began another scan.

"Hey Andros," Zhane said as he walked in, "Check this… Thanks to me, all you have to do is tell DECA what coordinates you want 'the Guard Ship" to go and this DECA will send the coordinates to the other DECA and she will guide the ship there. Pretty cool, huh?" Andros was barely paying him any attention. Zhane let out a sigh and walked over to Andros.

"Andros…" Zhane started.

"Not now, Zhane! Im busy!" Andros snapped.

Zhane placed his hand on Andros' shoulder, "Andros, we all want to find Ashley, and we're trying our best, but we cant do anything for her now. All we can do is pray to God that the scanners will bring something up."

Andros shook his head, "There has to be something I can do!"

"Andros, just go and get some rest. You're gonna need a lot of it."

"Zhane, I cant." Andros said, determined to stay and keep searching for Ashley.

"Oh yes you can!" Zhane shot back, "Now go."

"Zhane--" Andros started.

"Go!" Zhane demanded. Andros gave a sigh of frustration and began to walk to his room. While he was walking to his room, he passed Carlos' room, whose door was closed. He could make out what they were saying. He stopped when he heard them say his name. He leaned his ear to the door to get a better listen.

"Its Andros' fault!" Definitely Carlos.

"No its not!" Cassie snapped.

"Man, Ashley ran out there herself. No one could have stopped her!" TJ said.

"He could have! You know, it wouldn't be such a big deal if he wouldn't have let her get taken the first time!" Carlos again.

"Shut up, man! You don't know what you're saying!" TJ was starting to get annoyed.

"Carlos, for the millionth time, Andros didn't let Ashley get taken! She chose to go because Andros' life was on the line!" Andros could tell Cassie was trying to keep her cool.

"But if Andros hadn't been such a dumb-ass and gotten his life on the line, then Ashley wouldn't have had to make a decision!"

"We all know that Darkonda is more powerful than us! It was just him and Darkonda. You know that things would have been the same if you had been there instead of Andros, all except you wouldn't have lasted against Darkonda and you know it! Andros was doing the best he could! Im so sick and tired of you always blaming Andros for this! You're only doing it because your jealous that Ashley wants him instead of you!" Cassie snapped.

"I don't see why! He sat behind and let her leave! He let her leave! She sat in her room for weeks and every night I would hear her cry over him! She would always say "What did I do to make him hate me? Why wont he come back for me?". She would always say, "God, will you please bring him back to me?" but he never came back. She would barely talk, she would barely eat, and she got weaker, and weaker, and weaker. I guess she finally realized that he didn't truly care for her, so she tried to move on. She was doing just fine until we had to call for help, and now that he's back, she's gonna do the exact same thing when he leaves. And we all know that he's gonna leave her. He has no heart." Carlos spat. It got silent, and Andros' heart sank to the floor. Was that really what happened? Did he cause this to happen to her? Did he send her into a depression-like stage? Why did they think he didn't care? He loved Ashley with all his heart! He wasn't planning on going anywhere.

Andros angrily stormed off to his room. He walked straight to his bathroom and began pacing back and forth.

"They think im heartless? They think I didn't care when Ashley left? They don't know just how bad off I have been without her! Its not my fault!"

He looked up and saw two mirrors shoving his reflection back at him. He raised his fist and slammed it into one of the mirrors. The mirror shattered into millions of pieces. He looked to the second mirror and began to debate whether he wanted to destroy that one along with it.

"Andros!" A voice gasped behind him…

"Go away, Karone!" Andros snapped.

"Andros, you're bleeding!" Andros' knuckles were covered in blood, outlining the pieces of glass still in his hand

"Well, gee thanks, Captain Obvious! I didn't realize that."

"Andros! Don't use that tone with me!" She warned.

"I said go away, Karone!"

"You're dripping blood all over the floor! Come on, sit here on the edge of the tub. Let the blood drip in there, not on the floor." She drug Andros to the side of the tub and made him sit down. "I'll be right back." She walked out of the room, but only to return a few moments later with a First Aid Kit and a trash can. She set the box down on the counter and the trash can on the floor and leaned into the tub and turned the faucet on. She held her hand under the faucet until the water was steaming hot, then she put the plug in the drain and sat on the toilet seat, which was next to the tub and where Andros was sitting. The water was already turning a very light shade of red, from Andros' blood gashing down his hand. She leaned over to Andros and began to roll his sleeve up. Once she finished rolling up his sleeve, the large tub was half way full of steaming hot water. She took the tweezers out of the Kit and pulled the trash can to sit next to her hand. She held Andros' arm steady as she began to slowly pull the pieces of glass out of his knuckles. He didn't even look at Karone, no matter how much it stung. He just stared at the wall.

"Why did you do this to yourself?" Karone broke the silence, still working in his hand.

"They think I don't care about Ashley. Carlos says im Heartless." He continued to stare at the wall.

"Andros, you're not heartless and you know it. You do care about Ashley. Why would they say such things?"

"Carlos is blaming me for Ashley being kidnapped, both times really."

"Oh lord. Has he lost his mind? You aren't to blame, no one is!"

Andros looked down at Karone, "Yeah, Carlos doesn't think so. Neither do I. It really is my fault"

"Andros, don't you say that! No its not, she thought a woman was in danger, she went to help. You were in danger and she saved your life. Its not your fault. She helps people, its her job. Its what she does and as far as I can tell, she enjoys doing it."

"But she should hate me! If I wouldn't have made a stupid move and got myself into that position, then she wouldn't have had to make the decision. If I wouldn't have let her go.."

Karone silenced him, "Andros, you did nothing wrong. Stop listening to Carlos, he's just jealous. Now, put your hand in the water." She put his hand into the hot water. He jerked his hand, but squeezed his eyes shut and finished placing his hand in the water. Karone softly washed away the blood. She pulled his hand out and carefully wiped it with a nearby towel.

"This is gonna sting a little. It will heal the cuts, but faint scars will be left." She said as she pulled out a cream medicine. Andros squeezed his eyes shut and bit his bottom lip as Karone began to put the cream on his cuts. After a few minutes, the stinging stopped and Andros gave a sigh of relief and opened his eyes to see Karone bandaging up his hand.

"You should be healed by morning." She said as she finished wrapping his hand. She stood up to leave.

"Karone?" Andros called.

"Yes?"

"Thanks… For everything."

"Your welcome, big brother." She said with a smile, she then turned and left.

Andros got up and walked into his room. He turned the lights off and slowly climbed into bed. He tried to sleep, but wasn't able to. He decided to just think, to hopefully help him fall asleep. But, of course, his thoughts went directly to Ashley.