Hello everybody, first I'd just like to apologize for not updating in.. wowza, nearly 3 months.. secondly, I'd like to just warn you that this chapter (though I haven't actually written it yet) will not be at all good. I wouldn't expect much to happen either, meh, I'll try my best to make it interesting. I want to finish this story soon, so I think I know what's gonna happen in the end.. okay, maybe.. hmm... anyway.. The reason I haven't updated (this is the point where you just skip to the story instead of reading why I haven't updated) is because I've been working on some other stuff. I'm working on How I Met Your Mother and Phineas And Ferb fanfics going on at the moment so yeah, I've been busy and on top of that I got some news the other day which means I'm even busier! Dammit, when I do a ! it comes up with hundreds... I guess that's what I get for letting my friend borrow my computer for an hour. XD Anyway... shall I just write? I'm kinda trying to put it off, still thinking of actually what to write, but no, I made a deal that I would update TODAY. Right... I'll get started then... sorry again...
Jorge and Cathelina had been moving for a while, in the direction of Taz's quarters when a robot approached them. Jorge heaved the gun partly onto his shoulder and fired. The sound of metal exploding met their ears. He grinned, feeling very pleased with himself. Cathelina looked at her son, confused about when he became so... so... she couldn't describe it. This wasn't him.
"Taz, did you see that?" Jorge shouted, but his face suddenly fell knowing Taz wasn't there. He wished she could've seen that, he was sure it would definitely make her proud of him.
The son she knew was a timid, skinny, nine year old boy. But seeing him kill a robot without any hesitation, it was strange... like it wasn't even Jorge anymore.
"When did you learn how to fight?" Cathelina asked quietly, still unable to take in what he had just done.
"Papa taught me. Before he died, we went out shooting every day, not at robots though, just at metal cans and things like that... I was very good, Mama." Jorge paused, trying to find the right words. "Do you think... do you think he misses me?" Cathelina smiled sadly at him, his brown doe eyes looking up at her.
"I know he does, Jorge. He loves you so much... Now come on, we need to get to Taz's room. Where is it?" She rubbed his back and they began to walk again, much more slowly this time. Jorge pointed and wiped his eyes in the most subtle way he could, Cathelina noticed, but said nothing.
"Ahhhh!" Taz screamed, shooting every-which-way. Adrenaline filled her body and she loved the feeling it gave her, like she could do anything. Up was to her left across the room, and he was silent. Like Taz, he was destroying all the metallic beasts that came his way, but his face was solemn. Glancing over at the young Mexican, he killed another robot much more maliciously than the times before.
"Where did they all come from?" Taz laughed and her eyes shone bright in the dim lighting of the Starship Base. Up didn't answer; he knew she was being rhetorical.
Then, as Up took a moment to look at Taz, a large robot managed to flip him over onto his back, making his gun slide across the floor. The robots couldn't use their lasers in there: a special system had been set in place to make sure the air didn't allow the robot's lasers to work, but thankfully the humans guns could still fire.
His gasp, however quiet it was, attracted Taz's attention. Her mouth opened and she sprinted over, leaping over the dead robots and humans alike with ease. Turning it into one of anger, her shouting continued. Slowly, the robot who had knocked Up down was about to kill him when Taz got close enough to shoot.
"Take that, you bastard!" She yelled as it gave out a small explosion. She grinned, grabbing Up's hand and dragging him so he was standing.
"Thanks, Taz." He said shyly, unsure of whether he was forgiven.
"Up, I had to save you. The other rangers wouldn't take too lightly to me if I let you die." She winked and Up knew they were okay.