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Well, guess who finally updated! Sorry for the long delay, I've been busy working on "A Picture's Worth 1000 Words" and my Phantom fic…its been crazy!
So, Jen is the next victim! Can Wes and the others save her before time runs out?
Chapter nine up!
The Time Code, part 2
Jen walked stealthy through the warehouse, eves focused and alert. "I know you're here somewhere," she whispered. "You can't hide from me."
Something moved from behind a crate. She focused in that direction, her detection classes picked up a figure crouched behind it. "Bingo." She pressed a button behind her ear and the glasses receded. She slowly crept over to the box, her weapon hot. "One…two…three…" she jumped in front of the crate. "Freeze Devin! You're…" There was no one there.
The Captain sighed. "Dead end." The next thing she knew, she was on the floor and the taste of blood filled her mouth as she popped her jaw back into place.
"Well, looks like we meet again, Captain Scotts." A dark voice said. Jen looked up to see Devin standing over her, a lead pipe in hand. "Looks like I didn't kill you the last time we met."
"I'm sorry to hear that," responded Jen. "I didn't disappoint you did it? She challenged. His eyes narrowed. Jen glanced at the floor, her gun lay about ten feet away.
He cocked his gun. "Don't think about it, Captain." Devin said. "You can't win."
Jen stood up. "Just watch me." In a leap of faith she jumped for her gun, grasping it tightly and rolled. Devin began firing, but she ducked behind a crate. She eyed the corner, but he was gone.
"Where are you, Devin!" she yelled. A clap of thunder answered her as she was kicked in the stomach, her gun went flying. She rolled to her side and returned his kick. He lay on the floor trying to catch his breathe. Jen took his gun apart and threw its pieces in different directions. "We'll see who's down now." Devin got up slowly, anger flashed in his eyes. "Like I said before, Devin," she held a badge up. "You're under arrest."
He cast a deadly glare over her. "It's obvious you won't go down without a fight." They began to dance around in a circle of death. "A fight to the death." He said.
Jen eyed him. So this was it, the final battle. "To the death." She echoed.
A loud crack of thunder shook the building as both charged in, eyes full of fury and rage, and so the fight to the death began.
Outside
Wes jumped off of his bike and nearly slid on the wet pavement. "Come on!" he called behind him. "Hurry!"
Eric grabbed him. "Hold up, Wes. We don't know what kind of traps he and Jack have planned. Better take it slow." Another crack of thunder erupted as the Rangers slowly made their way up the stairs to where Jen and Devin fought.
Upstairs
"Ahh!" cried Jen. She slammed into a crate, her back cracking.
Devin laughed evily. "Well, Captain. Looks like you've been beaten!" He went to kick her, but Jen tripped him. Devin fell down hard as Jen jumped back up.
"I'm not done yet," she challenged. "In fact," Devin threw another punch, but she easily blocked it and punched him back, a loud thwack was heard as her fist contacted his jaw. "I'm just getting started."
Devin spit blood out of his mouth. "So am I." He round kicked her hard, Jen countering it and kicking him square in the chest. He fell back, breaking a small crate behind him.
"Just give up, Devin. You won't win." Jen walked towards him.
He looked at her, a green light flashed in his eyes. "Just watch me." A green ember formed in his hands, a dark green glow surrounded his body. "DIE!" He thrust his hands out as two green flames knocked Jen off of her feet.
She slowly got up. "Time to take it up a notch…time for, Time Force!" a flash of pink and she was dressed in her ranger attire. Devin threw more flames at her as Jen dodged them, firing her blaster at him. He threw his past flame at her, his hands turned black.
But she was hit hard. Jen fell back against a steel pole and fell, demorphing immediately. With the strength she had left Jen grabbed her blaster and aimed for him. "Give up, Devin." She coughed. "You're finished."
A few levels down
A loud gunshot rang through the empty stairwell, panicking Wes even more.
"Was that a gunshot?' Lucas called from the back.
Eric looked at the Blue Ranger. "Yep, it was. Faster, Wes!"
Wes was all ready two levels above him. "Hurry up!"
Meanwhile
Devin got up and aimed for her again, since he missed his last shot. "Imagine what the others will say when they hear I've killed the one person who was thought immortal. The one who brought all of us in. The mighty Pink Ranger of Time Force, Captain Jennifer Scotts."
Jen's eyes grew wide with fear as he grew closer, death echoed through each of his steps. "Say good night, Captain." His shadow engulfed her. "You're made your last arrest."
He fired at her, the bullet nearly missing her ear. Devin felt the full impact of a metal pipe against his face as Wes struck him. "Strike one, Devin." Wes said. "I learned that from baseball camp. Do I hear strike two?"
Devin got up and head butted Wes in the stomach as the two began to duke it out. Devin's gun went flying by Jen as she grabbed it. Once she looked up again, that one painful memory came back to her.
Oh sure, she had no problem firing at mutants and whatnot, but firing at a human was something she couldn't bring herself to do. That one painful memory of when she was a Cadet, it was her first mission. She was in that same position as Devin grabbed a knife and placed it to Wes's throat and began yelling at her, ordering her. But Jen didn't hear him. She was in that same painful position all those years ago.
She nearly cost a young boy his life…
"Help!" a boy cried. A man with a knife held it to his throat. "Someone, help!"
Jen came running up to him. "Hold on, Jason!" she charged at the man. "Put the knife down, now!"
"Oh, and some lonely Cadet is going to stop me?" he taunted. Jen raised her gun and cocked it. He laughed even harder. "You won't pull it. You're too shallow, too weak. You know what you are, Cadet? You are nothing!" He raised the knife to the boy's throat and brought it down.
The boy cried out as several bullets from Jen's gun entered through his shoulder and into the kidnapper's leg. He screamed as he let go of the boy and ran, uttering words of disgust.
"No…" she whispered. "Get a medic unit out here now!" she said into her radio. "Hold on, Jase. You'll be okay." She watched the boy's eyes go wide as he slowly lost consciousness.
She had shot the boy and almost killed him. This one memory came back to haunt her. They had always called her 'Trigger-happy Jen' in remorse for that shooting. Ever since that one mistake, she never allowed herself to fire a gun at another human, no matter what the circumstance.
"Well, Captain. This seems to be the same situation that you were in before, seven years ago." Devin smirked. Wes struggled to breathe in this man's powerful grip.
Jen's eyes grew wide as she remembered the man's face. "You…it was you all those years ago."
Devin gave her a smug look. "I still stand by what I said. You won't fire a gun. You're too shallow, too weak. I don't know how strong you are, Captain."
Jen closed her eyes; the boy's screams came back into play. "You, Captain," Devin screamed. "You…are…NOTHING!"
A loud crack of thunder stopped his words as Devin released Wes. The madman fell back, clutching his chest and trying to find his breath. Smoke from the barrel of his gun came out as Jen dropped it.
"Wrong, Devin," Jen panted. "You're nothing."
"Jen," Wes came over to her and held her close. "Everything is okay," he felt her hold him tight as she let the gun drop from her hands.
But Devin wasn't down. He looked around for something and spotted it in the flash provided by the lightning. It was her gun. "You know, Captain." He crawled along the floor. "I've always been fond of this one chant, and it goes like this," He placed his hand behind the crate. "Boom chicka," he pulled the gun out and shot her in the shoulder. Jen's blaster fell as she clutched her bleeding shoulder painfully. "Boom."
Devin looked at her once more, then collapsed. His body lay motionless as a pool of blood surrounded his body.
Jen slowly lay down on the floor, clutching her shoulder painfully. Wes laid her down, desperately trying to stop the bleeding. "Jen, stay with me, please." Tears developed behind his eyes. He grasped her hand as the medics came charging in.
Jen saw the look of passion in his eyes, and tried to catch her breath. She fought to keep her eyes open, but the pain in her chest was too great. Her grip on his hand weakened.
Wes watched the color form her cheeks fade as the old clock outside struck midnight. The date was now March 19, 2005. "No…" he whispered. The rest of the Rangers ran up a few feet away from where Jen's body lay. "No!" Wes yelled. The echo of the clock rang. "Don't leave me, Jen." He picked her lifeless body up and nuzzled her neck. "Please, Jen. Stay awake." He pleaded. "Please."
Jen raised a bloody had to his face and spoke, her voice was barely above a whisper. "I'll find you." Her head fell back as her hand dropped from his, her pulse gone.
"Jen!" The Red Ranger yelled. But Jen was gone. "I love you." Each Ranger bowed their head in remorse for the loss. The last bell rang out, signifying one thing.
Midnight…
Imay do a re-write of this chapter, depending on if you all think it didn't fit with the story…let me know what you all thought of this chapter…