Disclaimer: I do not own the Power Rangers, sorry. Do I have to list this at the beginning of every chapter?

AN: I just noticed that Dustin cries a lot in this fic. oo; I have to control that soon. Anyways, the shoutout things!

CamFan4ever: Meanie for what? I didn't do anything yet. oO;

Garnetred: Right, but also not right. I am fighting with myself over what I should do. Oh well. At least I finally chose, right?

Crimson-Ranger: oo; Uh… fear the squirrels and the emotional Dustin? Oo;

YellowCrimsonforever: I don't know. It adds to the suspense? x3

I'm adding in some more… eh… how should I say this… Well… never mind. Just read what I put below this, and it should become clear, even if I can't make it seem that way. oO;

Thoughts -Italics

(Thoughts will be only coming from Dustin and Hunter, just to set it straight before I confuse if all. 3)

I got bored with the layout thing of the story, so yeah. I messed with it a little up there. xD; Yeah. oo;

Woo, I added in thoughts. That's how I could've explained it. xo; I am so strange and stupid like that. x3 Anyways, On to the story!

Dustin ran a hand through his brown curly locks and sighed at the blue, cloudy sky. Hunter's doctors and nurses had kicked him out (with some force of course) because it was past the visiting hours. He has been standing outside the hospital doors ever since they kicked up out around 9 PM. Dustin checked his watch to see what time it was now, and just sighed. It was midnight. He knew that the others would probably want him to get some sleep, since he was still 'weak' from the fall, but he had too many things on his mind. Over half of them, you could guess, had Hunter Bradley in them. After another hour of mixed feelings and thoughts, he walked to his apartment and crashed on his bed, soon to wake up about five hours later to his own screaming.

Hunter suddenly pulled his hand back from the doorknob, then questioned Kail, "Wait… can't you even give me a hint as what lies beyond these doors?" Kail shook his head, "No, sorry." "Well then, before I choose… why don't you tell me more about yourself, I'm sure the reviewers would LOVE to know about the 'star' of this story." Kail seemed to blush a little then started, "Oh, well then. I guess I'll tell you about myself." Hunter sat on a couch and half-listened to Kail, nodding and giving a small 'yeah' or 'uh huh' here and there. He fully listened to what he said next. "Even though some of us Eastern Puffballs are calm and leave people alone, most of us love to kill and murder." Hunter nodded then thought deeply about what Kail just said and came to a theory when Kail found out what time it was. "Holy dust bunnies! (1) Look at the time! We've been talking for nearly two hours! We? What do you mean we? I barely talked. "Well, we better lead you to your… fate. Yes, fate," Kail stated. Hunter nodded, as he was lead once again, to the pair of doors. "Wait, Kail. This is the death door," Hunter said to Kail. Kail turned around, surprised, and answered, "What… how? How did you figure that out?" Hunter smirked, "At what you told me before. I quote, 'Even though some of us Eastern Puffballs are calm and leave people alone, most of us love to KILL and MURDER'." Kail seemed to gasp at what Hunter just said, "Oh! Well aren't you a smart boy! Oh well, you're still going to die." Hunter struggled to get away as Kail pushed, with all his puffball might, him through the black door.

Dustin woke up screaming, drenched in cold sweat. He had yet another terrible nightmare. He had a nightmare that Hunter had died. Dustin rushed to get his clothes on and his hair brushed, skipping his morning shower to check on Hunter at the hospital. When he got there, he had to push past doctors and nurses to get to Hunter's room. Many doctors tried to get him to stop, but he didn't listen. He needed to see Hunter. God I hope he's all right…Dustin burst into Hunter's room, nearly knocking the nurses off their chairs and ran to his side, sitting on his stool. Once he calmed down, he took Hunter's right hand in his hands and almost gasped at the coldness in Hunter's hand. Dustin brought Hunter's hand up to his own cheek and cried, yet again. No… He can't be dead. No… I can't live without him…Dustin cried with Hunter's hand on his cheek, not caring that much if his hand got wet. Heck, it might make Hunter warmer. He just continued to cry, thinking that Hunter was dead.

Hunter stared at the black door that he was being pushed through. Why is it glowing? Hunter stopped struggling and just let Kail push him through the door. Kail opened the door and Hunter saw that there was a big, black funnel beneath the door. "Jump to your doom mortal," Kail said, in a deep voice. Hunter turned around and saw that 'Kail' wasn't a puffball anymore. "What the… Lothor?"

(1)HEEHEE. Get it? Kail's a puffball and he said Holy 'DUST BUNNIES'? Hahahaha. I crack myself up. x3
Ooooh! Cliffhanger! I have no idea why I put Lothor in there, but yeah. Buhahaha. I lied! This is not the last chapter. The chapter after this one will probably be the last one. 3 Now I am going to ponder why the hell I put Lothor in there while I get to work on the next chapter.