Ranger Twelve POV
His becoming a Ranger wasn't by choice; neither had it been earned, but it had happened by the worst of ways - he overheard the conversation between Tommy and Zordon, while hiding under Rocky's hospital bed. He smirked.
"You guys are the Power Rangers?"
He wasn't sure what shocked him more, finding out the identities of the Rangers or seeing a floating head in a tube. Christ, even Alpha was a shock, but when seeing him, he was more amused.
He wasn't even thirteen yet, and here he was getting the responsibility of saving Earth along with four others. While others at his age enjoyed being kids. He never complained, didn't want to, and never would. Because he knew those same kids would give their right arm to be in his place.
Nevertheless, he had placed himself in that situation, so there was no else to blame. Not even the Rangers, when they found out that he was the next Blue Ranger.
"Rocky?" he heard Adam call out.
"Justin? What are you doing here?"
"I'm the new Blue Ranger. Is that cool or what?" he exclaimed.
They had been disappointed. Or shocked. He couldn't tell. Due to the total awe he had been in after receiving the Powers. The reality hadn't kicked in till later. Fears, regrets, and the uncertainty of each battle always had him wondering if he was capable of continuing.
Tommy and the others had left, leaving him with rookies who had no clue what they were up against. He hadn't warmed up to the new Turbo Rangers easily. But he had taken his time. By the time he got used to them, his days as a Ranger were over. But his leaving signaled the end of Zordon's Children era.
He could remember the last day, as if it was yesterday.
The news of Eltar's being under attack was the worst news for him. His heart had stopped; his only thought had been Zordon.
He shook his head as he concentrated on something in front of him.
Dimitria's leaving was a shock as well. Within minutes after Dimitria left Divatox's miners had began to raid the Power Chamber. He had fought with all his might. So had the others. Even when the rubble was falling around them. When the last piece of machinery was destroyed, the building was nothing but broken concrete, hours later. His home as he knew it was gone. is Hhos htreyda
Divatox had left. So had her crew, he had heard the messenger saying that Zordon was captured. All he wanted to do was cry, but he had to be strong. But now as he looked back, he knew there was nothing in his power to change what happened, only control of what was to come. But the experience he had been given, he would cherish it with all his heart.
He smiled as he stepped forward to receive his Award.
Justin Stewart graduated from High School with full honors to his name. But he took time to remember the father who wasn't here to see it.
"For Zordon," he whispered to himself.
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TBC…
That's Justin's on well….a kid we all love to hate ^_^
R&R will do