In Silence
By Didi

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters involved and probably never will so please do not sue me. I am merely borrowing their likeness for my own enjoyment.

Summary: Reflections on destiny.

Acknowledgment: To the Girl in the Red Jacket, for inspiring me. Thank you for your wonderful writings and have me striving to write better.


Midnight Madness
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I can't sleep. Nothing new. Nights with full moons often disturb my r.e.m. cycle. I can only deduce that...I'm thinking too much again. Trini often warn me that thinking too much at night is what causes my insomnia. I believe she may be right on that account.

Jason called earlier, making sure that I have not damaged my psyche by reliving the events of the day over and over again in my mind. I have to say, he was correct in assuming that I would continue to be haunted by memories of the day's events. It horrifies me at the thought of all the deaths and destruction that evil can cause in this world. I am grateful for Jason's timely call.

Zordon's decision to include me in a group filled with those that are so strange, it baffles me. I am but a scientist, a brain that can be of no use to them with their million year existence and super computers. Yet here I am, in the mist of a destiny that I have no idea if I can fulfill or not. In this team, Jason is strength, Trini is spirit, Kimberly is heart, Zack is energy, and me? I'm just the guy that can work the controls of the megazord.

Strange what kind of diversions in the road to the future of one's dreams can be thrown at it. It is hard to believe that life has any meaning in it when.... When we see so much pain and suffering every day. Sure we all know that it is part of life, but death as we see it was unnatural. These people didn't have to die, it is an act of evil that brought about the end of their futures.

It's close to midnight now. Midnight, the witching hour. I'm only glad that Rita the Witch does not like to operate in the darkness of the night. Her vanity keeps her in bed, for which we should be grateful. They say that midnight is the hour of madness, when all the things in between the worlds come out to peek around for but the briefest time. Midnight is when everything changes, turns old or new.

I should sleep. I need to sleep. If I show up with dark circles under my eyes tomorrow, Trini is likely to make me drink that herbal tea to help me sleep again. And Kimberly will want me to listen to the whale songs before bed. Knowing what a terrible liar that I am, I would have to do so just to report in the next morning.

(sigh) Someone once said that there was a fine line between brilliance and madness. Well, all I have to say to that is.... They were dead right. Not entirely politically correct for me to be making such a statement, but I know that they are. I often wonder if my mind, which Zack refers to as clockwork on crack, would drive me insane in the darkest of night. When the world is so silent that it appears to be holding its breath for something miraculous. Only we bath mother earth with the blood of the innocents. How kind of us?

Sleep must come soon. I must rest for tomorrow may bring yet another day full of angst and troubles. My mind and body must rest and restore itself, for tomorrow is another battle to be fought.

Or at least I need my wits about me when Bulk and Skull makes asses of themselves yet again. Thank goodness for Jason and Zack. I've gotten quick sick of being stuff into lockers and such.

All right, must sleep now. Tomorrow is another day.