DISCLAIMER
Belongs to Haim Saban.
Trini Kwan leaned back in her chair as the others talked. She sighed and her mind wandered to Zack and Jason, who had since left. Jason had left to take on the powers of the Gold Ranger, and Zack had left to follow his dream of instructing Hip-Hop-Kido to kids. She missed them. She missed them so much. Now she was all alone, with no one to talk to. Oh, it wasn't like she didn't have friends here, but she couldn't really talk to them. None of them had ever been Rangers. She smiled briefly. Who would've thought that being a Power Ranger would lead to an opportunity like this? Suddenly, she became aware of one of the leaders talking to her.
"I'm sorry. Could you repeat that?" she requested. The man obliged and she gave her answer. The talks continued on for several hours. Without warning, Trini felt a deep sense of sadness overcome her. What? What's going on? she wondered. She was happy---why was she feeling this way? Then, there came a sudden clarity: her mentor was gone.
"Oh, no," Trini said.
"Miss Kwan?" a man asked.
"Excuse me. I---I need some air," Trini requested. Without waiting for a response, the woman jumped out of her chair and ran out of the room. "Zordon," she said softly.
"Trini?" a voice asked. She turned to see Mark Robards, a friend. "Trini, what's wrong?" he questioned.
"I---I can't explain it. You can't help," Trini told him.
"I can try, can't I?" the man questioned. Trini started to say something, but no sound came out. Mark took Trini into his arms, and the former Yellow Ranger poured out her sobs of grief at the loss of her former mentor.
