A/N: So it's been a while since i last updated but i am finally back! Now that the week from hell is over, and exams won't be here for another two or three weeks i can't fit some writing into my tight schedule. I've been stewing on this drabble for a while and I'm not i quite like how this one turned out but it's the best one out of all the four drabbles I've been writing so far so i thought i might just post it to see if I've lost my touch. Review and tell me what you think!
Another Step
It was raining and pouring that fateful day. Their animal crystals destroyed, and themselves powerless. Master Org had won, but the Rangers knew they couldn't give up. They had to fight to the last breath, even if it meant they had to give their lives for humanity. Taylor remembers leaning against a crumbling wall, wishing she had her growl phone on her. She closes her eyes for a moment and wonders what Eric was doing. She has no doubt that he's out saving another person's life. All her energy seemed to be sapped from her body entirely and even just thinking about moving made everything hurt even more. She wasn't sure where the others had ended up in their fight, but she trusted them all to be safe. She remembers not hearing the pattering footsteps of the orgs, so she rests. All her mind could conjure up at the moment was the comforting thought of home, with a nice hot dinner and sharing her abysmal day with Eric. He would smile and tell her to suck it up; things in life hardly ever came without a sacrifice. When the racing of footsteps registers in her mind, she recognizes the soft drumming of Alyssa's footsteps followed by the loud thumping of Danny's. A little behind the two, was Max's distinctive long gliding steps. Alyssa races past Taylor first calling back to the women as she passed.
"Get up Tay, we've got to go help Cole" Taylor remembers not wanting to move. Danny thunders in behind urging the yellow ranger to move as well.
"Taylor, this is our chance to finish it". Taylor remembers shifting her legs a little. Finally Max dashes by, but he drags his feet to a stop.
"You more than any of us have reason to fight, so get up" Taylor finally opens her eyes to glare at the boy, but she had to admit he had a point. Max gives her a nod, before racing to catch up with the others. In Taylor's mind she could almost see Eric approach her. He doesn't say anything; he never does. He holds out his hand and gives her a challenging smirk, a playful glint in his eyes. Taylor gets up, and takes that first step. One after the other, one step at a time, she finds herself catching up to the others. Maybe it was the encouragement of her friends, maybe it's the thought of disappointing Eric. Whatever it was, it was enough to get her to take another step, and that made all the difference in the world.