Tears- Searching


Jen's POV

The last thing I wanted to do was face Zertroko.

Even worse, I could imagine fighting the Kronobot that had my mom or dad's soul inside.

Fighting my own parents.

But there was Wes.

That's why I went back.

But our team seems a bit unstable with Alex on it. I don't know why he had to come.

But he'll be a help, I guess. As long as he doesn't push us around like he did last time he was the red ranger.

Of course, he's the silver ranger now.

But will that make a difference?

Who knows?

The time jet has arrived at Night Castle.

It's frightning to look at. It's huge, and black, and the whole place just reeks of evil.

The last thing I wanted to do was go inside there.

That's of course why, when Lucas asked which two rangers were going to go in there, I volunteered.

Wes is in there.

And I'm going to get him out.

Surprisingly, Alex also insisted on going in.

I didn't mind too much, since he is a great fighter.

As long as he doesn't get in my way.

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Katie, Lucas, and Trip began firing their V-weapons, and generally making a total ruckas.

The Kronobots came out immediately, which gave Alex and I time to slip in the forretress doors.

The main hallway split into two different branches after a few yards.

I took a deep breath. "I'll take left, and you take right, ok?"

He nodded briefly, then hurriedly down the passageway.

I nervously took stock of what lay before me.

The hallway streached forward into a gaping black mouth, looking not a little freaky.

No doubt there were still a few Kronobots inside the castle, so I'd have to be on alert.

Swallowing hard, I crept down the passageway.

It was really dark, darker than the blackest night. I couldn't even see my hand in front of face.

Cold sweat dripped down my back. I wanted to run away into the bright sunlight and forget all about this.

But I won't and I can't.

I kept going.





-Headquarters of Night Castle-

Zertroko laughed, which was a frightning sound.

"Those two fools thought they could sneek in. I know everything that happens in my castle. They could never get in un noticed."

He glanced at Shrakam. "You take the girl, and I'll get the other one."

He smile, and his smile was full of ice.

"I've been wanting the silver ranger morpher for a while. And I always get what I want."

Shrakam nodded. That was quite true.

He padded off, consulting his tracking device. He must find the girl.





Jen's POV

I crept as silently as possible through the dark hallways.

But I still saw no sign of where Wes might be held.

I was really nervous now. I was running out of time. Katie, Trip, and Lucas couldn't hold the robots off forever. And where was Alex?

Trying to push aside my fears, I continued on.

As I paused for a moment next to a doorway, I heard soft breathing.

"Who's there?" My voice echoed oddly in the blackness.

Then I felt sharp claws slash at my back, and everything went black.




Wes's POV

I was beginning to give up hope.

When we had first been attacked and imprisoned, I had been sure someone would rescue us.

But it appeared that Zertroko and Shrakam were just too powerful.

Eric and I were both in the same prison. The other Silver Guardians were being held somewhere else in the castle.

Shrakam, who fed us, or should I say, through food through the bars at us, was unbelieveably cruel, and I was a little afraid of him. And those sharp claws.

Eric and I had gone over a million plans to escape, but they all had evaporated into dust. Hope was drifting away.

The sound of paws brought us to alert. Shrakam was coming.

But he didn't normally come at this time. Something was up.

The winged panther's eyes gleamed out from the darkness.

Quickly, he opened the bars for an instant, taking a only a moment to throw what seemed to be a pile of rags into the prison.

Eric and I exchanged confused glances.

But then I saw the limp pile stir slightly. And I reliazed it was a person.

I crawled over, noticing the fresh slash marks on the person's back. They were still bleeding. Shrakam had obvoiusly gotten them.

I noticed the brown hair tied up in a sagging ponytail, and a fleeting suspition came and went. It couldn't be.

I turned the unconciosus (sp?) girl over.

It was Jen.

Notes-Sorry I haven't gotten much up lately, but I went away for Christmas. I'll try to make the chapters longer. PLEASE REVIEW!!!! Thanks,
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