AN: Thanks to everyone who sent me reviews. And to those who sent reviews
pointing out that Tori could've easily kicked Blake's butt, people, she's
like, into him, and like she said in the last chapter, she doesn't want to
hurt him. I'm sorry if I've made them both to be horribly out of
character, but this is all just a thing out of my little head. I saw the
episode and I just had the incredible urge to write this. Sorry. Anyway,
on to chapter three.
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Blake towered over Tori. She sat huddled, holding her bleeding arm to her and crying. Tori looked up at Blake. It really wasn't Blake. Not the Blake she knew and lo.liked. It was some creation of Lothor in Blake's body. "You are so weak." He said. "Why don't you fight back?" He grabbed her arm and lifted her to her feet. "Well?" Tori looked at him.
"You really want me to fight? Well, ask," she said raising her foot and kicking his stomach. Blake fell back, releasing her. Tori leaned against the cave. "and ye shall receive." She raised her arm up. "Ninja storm, ranger form." She called out, waiting. Nothing. She looked at her wrist. "What the." She tried morphing again, nothing. "Aw, crud." She muttered. Blake got up.
"The little blue ranger finally got the backbone." He smirked. "Too bad it was a little late though." He delivered a right hook to her head. Tori ducked and hit him with her good arm. Blake grabbed her arm and twisted it, forcing her to her knees. "There's that never surrender attitude again. At first I thought it was admirable, even a little hot, now, it's just annoying." Tori fought against him. Blake released her arm and shoved her onto the ground face down. Tori collected some sand in her palm and held it tightly. Blake lifted her up to her feet again, ready to deliver another blow.
"Sorry, but I guess I still won't give up." She said, throwing sand into his eyes. Blake growled angrily and staggered back blindly. Tori kneed him in the groin and watched him crumple to the ground. She decided to make her escape. She turned to run when she felt a hand clamp down on her ankle. "Ah!" She yelled as Blake pulled her down to the sand. She rolled onto her back, slightly hissing in pain.
"At first, I was just going to bang ya up a bit. But now," he said, twisting her ankle, causing her to cry out in pain. "Now you've seriously ticked me off." Tori raised her other leg and went to kick his face, only to have Blake grab that one as well. He released her other foot and twisted the one he now held. Tori struggled against him as she did a mental recount of all her injuries. One bruised, cut and bloody back, one jaw, which will most likely have a bruise, one bloody and cut arm, one arm in a lot of pain, one busted lip, one broken nose, and two ankles in serious pain. Blake let go of her legs and stood up. Tori tried to push herself up, but fell back onto her back, overcome by all her pain. Blake looked down at her. "Now, let's see, what ever shall I do now?" Blake's eyes wondered to the edge of the cliff. He walked over to it and looked down. Below was a deep watery grave. He grinned as he made his way back to Tori. He knelt by her and scooped her up into his arms. Tori dazedly looked at him.
"What-What are you doing?" She asked weakly as Blake walked her to the edge of the cliff. She looked over and shut her eyes. "No." She protested softly. "Don't."
"I thought you liked the water." He smiled.
"Blake, please, stop. Put me down." She said. Blake shrugged and dropped her off the cliff.
"OK." He said. He watched Tori fall. He could hear her soft, weak screams until she reached the water.
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Blake towered over Tori. She sat huddled, holding her bleeding arm to her and crying. Tori looked up at Blake. It really wasn't Blake. Not the Blake she knew and lo.liked. It was some creation of Lothor in Blake's body. "You are so weak." He said. "Why don't you fight back?" He grabbed her arm and lifted her to her feet. "Well?" Tori looked at him.
"You really want me to fight? Well, ask," she said raising her foot and kicking his stomach. Blake fell back, releasing her. Tori leaned against the cave. "and ye shall receive." She raised her arm up. "Ninja storm, ranger form." She called out, waiting. Nothing. She looked at her wrist. "What the." She tried morphing again, nothing. "Aw, crud." She muttered. Blake got up.
"The little blue ranger finally got the backbone." He smirked. "Too bad it was a little late though." He delivered a right hook to her head. Tori ducked and hit him with her good arm. Blake grabbed her arm and twisted it, forcing her to her knees. "There's that never surrender attitude again. At first I thought it was admirable, even a little hot, now, it's just annoying." Tori fought against him. Blake released her arm and shoved her onto the ground face down. Tori collected some sand in her palm and held it tightly. Blake lifted her up to her feet again, ready to deliver another blow.
"Sorry, but I guess I still won't give up." She said, throwing sand into his eyes. Blake growled angrily and staggered back blindly. Tori kneed him in the groin and watched him crumple to the ground. She decided to make her escape. She turned to run when she felt a hand clamp down on her ankle. "Ah!" She yelled as Blake pulled her down to the sand. She rolled onto her back, slightly hissing in pain.
"At first, I was just going to bang ya up a bit. But now," he said, twisting her ankle, causing her to cry out in pain. "Now you've seriously ticked me off." Tori raised her other leg and went to kick his face, only to have Blake grab that one as well. He released her other foot and twisted the one he now held. Tori struggled against him as she did a mental recount of all her injuries. One bruised, cut and bloody back, one jaw, which will most likely have a bruise, one bloody and cut arm, one arm in a lot of pain, one busted lip, one broken nose, and two ankles in serious pain. Blake let go of her legs and stood up. Tori tried to push herself up, but fell back onto her back, overcome by all her pain. Blake looked down at her. "Now, let's see, what ever shall I do now?" Blake's eyes wondered to the edge of the cliff. He walked over to it and looked down. Below was a deep watery grave. He grinned as he made his way back to Tori. He knelt by her and scooped her up into his arms. Tori dazedly looked at him.
"What-What are you doing?" She asked weakly as Blake walked her to the edge of the cliff. She looked over and shut her eyes. "No." She protested softly. "Don't."
"I thought you liked the water." He smiled.
"Blake, please, stop. Put me down." She said. Blake shrugged and dropped her off the cliff.
"OK." He said. He watched Tori fall. He could hear her soft, weak screams until she reached the water.