a/n:sorry it took me a while. i got caught up in my other fics and trying to find an idea. kinda stuck between a rock and a hard place, but it came out!

Bridge rushed onto the sene, last in the group. He wasn't sure why, but he was pretty sure something bad was going to happen, even if it wasn't right away, he was sure it was going to happen.

It was another monster, one who didn't seem dangerous, especially since he was inoccent looking. It kinda looked like a cross between a teddy bear and a little fuzzy toy. Bridge kinda didn't want to fight, but he had no choice.

"SPD! Protocol!" With one swish, he was SPD Red Ranger. "Delta Turbo Blasters!" He pulled out two blasters from his belt and flipped over the other down rangers. He fired, with great accuracey and speed. He watched the monster slowly fall to the ground, right before the explosion. Bridge whirrled around and watched his friends rise to their feet. "Are you guys ok?" He ran over to help, but they pushed him away. "Power down." Bridge watched them leave, feeling the last of his old self leave with them. He felt a wall rise up around him, felt a sudden loss at heart, felt an empty pain, felt nothing, for the first time.

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Sky was coming down the halls to his classes when he saw Bridge aimelessly wandering about. The look in Bridge's eyes scared Sky a little. It looked as if Bridge didn't really have his own mind anymore, as if he'd never really been there. Sky slowed to a stop and watched Bridge reach out and touch one of the solid walls and push against it, as if hoping for something to happen with preasure.

Bridge suddenly turned his head and stared at Sky, his eyes seemed to hold no life anymore, as if Bridge was a dead person walking about. With a great heave, Bridge stood up-right and saluted Sky before he walked away.

With a rush of neglect and helplessness, Sky watched his former friend walk away, as if he'd never known Sky was there. Bridge didn't turn around, he didn't look over his shoulder, his stride never faultered, but he kept on going, as if he'd only know Cadet Tate and not Schuyler Tate.

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Bridge was seated in an empty classroom on the desk in the far corner. It'd been the first place he'd ever felt welcome into the world of civilization. It was the first place he and Sky'd met Sydney Drew, a preppy, but strong girl from a rich family. She'd been so popular and was pretty smart for a girl her age and status.

Syd had just made it to C-Squad, where Bridge and Sky had been. It was her first day and Bridge was sitting at the exact same desk he was at now when she'd asked him why everyone was staring at her. Since she was a blond "babe" with little to do but train, she wasn't to glits and glam.

Bridge was getting up from the table when the door hissed open. Bridge knew there were no classes at the moment, it was lunch time. He carefully made his way along the wall as the door kept itself open, as if someone was standing there. He stood beside the door and heard someone breathing out in the hall. With a deep breath, Bridge drew his blaster and swung into veiw and was shocked to find himself staring face-to-face with his previous leader. He didn't lower his blaster, nor did he lower his eyes. "Cadet Landors?"

"Bridge?" Jack put his hands up.

"You are unauthorized to call me such. It is written in the handbooks. 'One of higher anarchy is not to be told of as a youngling or to be talked to as one of equal or lesser status.' I cannot permit you to call me Bridge anymore." Bridge put his blaster back where it belonged and walked right up to Jack. "Do I make myself clear, cadet?"

"Yessir." Jack backed away. "I was just looking for you. I wanted to talk to you."

"I am terribly sorry. I am not to converse with B-Squad cadets in such a manor." Bridge walked briskly past Jack, making sure to gently nudge him. "I wish I could have some time to talk with you and the others, but you all refuse my company, so I must back away."

Jack felt like something was being torn out his chest. That wasn't Bridge, that was someone else. Bridge didn't seem to be there anymore, not in that state of mind. Bridge was fading, and no one was helping him, no one. He'd always be there to cheer up the team when they needed it, but no one ever came to cheer him up when he felt bad, which meant that Bridge was loosing faith in his only friends, his only companions, his only fall-back-on friends.

Jack raced after Bridge. "Bridge! Bridge!"

Bridge slowed to a stop. He whirrled around and met Jack face-to-face. "What!" He looked irritated, which was unusual.

"Look, Bridge. I know being the suped up Red Ranger isn't turning out to be what we were expecting, but you get free time! Think about it! You-"

"I don't care what the upside is anymore, I don't care about the cool things I get to do. I don't care about that stuff. If you haven't noticed as of recently, I haven't been saying any long, drawn-out questions. Or saying anything confusing. I can't be myself because I don't have you guys to back me up. If I had someone to fall back on, it's my new friends, and they told me allthe rules of being the Red Ranger, and how to be a good Ranger!"

"That's great, Bridge!"

"No it's not, Jack!" Bridge was almost yelling. "I don't want to ignore you guys! I don't want to pretend like I don't know you guys! You guys were my family! You guys were the colsest thing to a family I have ever had! I didn't want toend up this way, but you guys forced me to!" A single tear fell from Bridge's eyes. It looked lonely, traveling down his face, making a shimmering path on it's way down his pale, smooth skin.

Jack reached out and grabbed Bridge's arm. "Dude, remember what you said a long time ago? To Syd and Sky? We're in this together and rank and age don't matter anymore, nor dose gender. Syd thought you were a crazy psychic with a crazier mind."

Bridge's face became a clear complextion of shock. He stepped back from Jack, his pupils growing smaller. "No!" His hands shot up over his ears and he collapsed to the ground. "No. I can't... It's not possible... She just..."

"Bridge!" Jack knelt down beside Bridge, who'd fallen onto all fours. "Bridge, what's wrong?"

"I can feel another precense in my mind. She's been trying to get me to tell her where SPD keeps all it's higher-up technology and stuff like that." Bridge stummbled to his feet. He was automatically straightening his uniform and dusting himself off. He had that stern look that Sky had.

Jack watched Bridge walk away, his mind confused. It'd never been like this with Sky however. Someone was trying to force Bridge to do something he didn't want, and it wasn't ending up so prettily. Sky was easy because he just had a few walls, but Bridge had walls of thick iron or titanium. They were going to have to find a way to break down those walls, just as they had done with Sky, only this time, they were using the powers they had to help him, sheild him from pain, protect him from any mental damage, and a whole lot more. Which meant, Jack, Z, Syd, Sky, Sam, and Kat were going to have to work together to find their old friend.

Jack certainly didn't like this new Bridge, and he wasn't about to loose the old one either.