Disclaimer: Don't own power rangers or any of their characters. I write for fun and am poor as a result of it:P

Hey people! So a lot people have been comenting that I have been alittle too vague with my references to the story! Well I would just like to explain that all of my blathering in the first two chaps have actually had a point to them! I'm just not going to tell you what that is as it will ruin the story! ;P I did make a point to get started with the more mysterious part of this mystery past of Sky in this chap so I hope you enjoy it and have fun trying to guess what it is! I do hope its not that obvious! I personally like being surprised and I really want to, in the next chap especially! Thus, enough talking from me! I just want to point out though (as a result of the request of a reviewer) the time in which this story is situated. I can't really place it in an exact spot but let's just say it is after Sky reveals to Jack why he wants to be a red ranger but before him a Jack become friends. He is past most of his bitching toCrugerand saying mean comments about Jack and Z stage but he definately not tight with him yet. He's only just starting to gain respect for him as a leader. They tolerate eachother right now.

ANYways! Thanks for the helpful feedback! I always enjoy the informative reviews, more so than the ones that just sing praises! I've really been able to improve with each chap as a result of it! So thankyou and on with the story!

Chapter 3: The Mysterious Mr. Tate

You know? There are times Sydney swore that she was psychic one instead of Bridge, because as she predicted, the lecture Commander Cruger gave Sky and Jack was ten times worse than the one in the common room. She was pretty sure the entire base had heard Cruger's yelling, possibly even Grumm, and he was in space. Needless to say the punishment they received was less than lenient. Jack had to clean every window in the base (make note that there were over 2000 of them) and then wax the megazords. Sky had to mop every single floor in the entire base which actually didn't sound that bad, but considering the fact that there were hundreds of rooms and corridors on every floor of the building (10 floors in total) that was A LOT of mopping to do. Sky in particular did his work quite grudgingly as he felt he was the innocent party in the conflict. Unfortunately, Cruger had refused to even hear their explanations as he felt the sight he saw was evidence enough.

"I still think this unfair," Jack complained to Z. He was on his lunch break after finishing the second floor of windows and he and Z had decided to spend the time in the common room.

"Oh come on Jack," Z replied looking at her friend in exasperation. This debate had gone on for several days and Jack still would not admit to it maybe being his fault that they were being punished. He seemed to think that his now very swollen eye was the result of Sky simply being a psychopath. "Jack, even you have to admit that that was a cheap shot with you insulting his dad."

"Hey, he used to insult us all the time about being thieves and street trash and we didn't freak out on him." Jack crossed his arms resolutely. "It's not my fault he's so darn sensitive."

Z merely raised an eyebrow a Jack. "I'm not claiming he's not an over sensitive freak, I'm just saying that you already knew that when you said it to him, which is why you now look like a Cyclops."

"Aw man! Is it really that bad?" Jack asked touching his swollen eye and wincing in pain.

Z rolled her eyes at Jack and swatted his hand away. "I swear to god, you're worse than Syd."

"There is nothing wrong with worrying about your appearance," Jack replied mockingly brushing his dreads out of his face. "I have to look my best for the ladies after all," He said grinning.

Z responded by reaching over and ruffling his hair. "You are such a dork." Jack swatted her hand away but then took on a more serious tone.

"Still, I don't get that guy. I mean he claims I could never understand what his life was like, it's like he's saying he had such a hard time. What could have been so hard about it? He has a home, some family at least. He still had his mom, right?"

"I think so," Z replied, burrowing her eyebrows in contemplation. "He's never exactly talked about her much but I never got the impression she was dead. Actually… now that I think about, I've never actually heard him talk about his mom, like… ever."

Jack just shrugged. "It was probably just financial problems or something like that. You know? They weren't completely broke but they were no where close to being rich."

"Yeah, probably. That boy is such a drama queen at times so it's hard to tell. I mean I'm sure they still got some sort of officer's pension or something like that."

Jack scoffed. "No wonder they had financial problems, look at how much we get paid. I'm sure his dad's salary wasn't much bigger."

"True."

Jack sat silently for a moment, contemplating. Suddenly he stood. "I'm going go talk to Bridge."

"Um, why?" Z asked, confused with Jack's sudden change of plans.

"If anyone knows anything about Sky, it'll be Bridge. He is psychic after all."

"Jack, why are you obsessing over this? This is Sky we're talking about. The boy is about as deep as a dried up well."

"I don't know," Jack shrugged, "It's just something about this is bugging me. I can't put my finger on it yet."

"Okay… whatever," Z said picking up a magazine to read. "Just try to avoid Sky while you're doing your little investigation, the last thing you need is to make Cruger any madder at you by getting into another fight."

"Come on Z," Jack replied grinning mischievously, "this is me we're talking about."

"My point exactly."

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In Bridge and Sky's room:

"Wait, you're telling me that in all the years that you've known Sky he's never said anything about his mom?"

"Nope."

"Never?"

"Never ever," Bridge replied matter of factly.

"I thought you two were like best friends?" Jack asked, surprised at how little information Bridge could supply him with.

"We are."

Jack gave Bridge a confused look.

Bridge only shrugged in response. "You have to understand Jack; Sky is not exactly the most talkative of room mates. Sure we talk, but it's rare that we ever actually talk. The only time he's ever talked to me about his family is when he told me what happened to his dad. After that he never really brought it up again and I never asked."

Jack was only more confused. "Well couldn't you just read his thoughts for me then?"

Bridge sighed. "Jack, I know I'm psychic but I can't just read someone's thoughts and go searching for information that I want. People's minds are just too chaotic for that. I usually just read people's emotions."

"Well what does he feel about his mom?" Jack asked, starting to get frustrated at his lack of progress.

"Don't know. Like I said, he's never brought it up. I know he feels pain and sadness when he thinks about his family in general, but you don't really have to be psychic to know that."

"Hmm…" Jack thought for a moment of what to ask next. "Wait. What about Christmas or any of the other holidays? Does ever go to visit any of his relatives?"

Bridge thought for a moment. "Nope. Usually he just stays at the base."

Jack was shocked. He would have at least thought he might visit for the holidays. He is still human after all. At least Jack thought he was. "Are you telling me he never leaves the base unless it's for SPD business?"

"I never said he never leaves, just not for the holidays."

"Well when does he leave?"

"Every Sunday."

"Every Sunday? Since when? I've never seen him leave."

"He doesn't go for the whole day, just for the evening. Usually some time after 5."

"Huh? I always thought he was out training. I always see him go out jogging then."

"That's probably the point."

"Well where does he go?"

"Don't know."

"You never asked?"

"Yeah, once."

"And what did he say?"

"He didn't really say anything. He more just kind of grunted and then went to bed."

"And you never found any of this strange?" Jack asked, surprised Bridge did not seem bothered at all about Sky's odd behavior.

"Why would I find it strange?" Bridge asked looking confused.

Realizing the irony of what he had just asked (considering who he was asking) Jack shook his head and chuckled. "Never mind man. Thanks for your help."

"No problem," Bridge said with a grin.

As Jack stood up, ready to leave Bridge and Sky's room he took one last look around. He noticed on the night stand the only picture he had was the one of him and his dad. "Weird," Jack thought to himself. No pictures of his mom, eh? Jack shook his head. Sky was becoming more and more a of mystery to him which was making him want to know even more what was the deal with Sky's mom. Maybe Z was right. Maybe he was being irrationally obsessive with this whole Sky thing, but he didn't care anymore. Come this Sunday, nothing was going to stop him from figuring out the mystery of Sky Tate.

To be continued...

So there you go people! I do hope you are even more curious about Sky's past than before. I revised the summary abit (after someone pointed out to me just how misleading it is!). What can I say? I suck at summaries! Especially when the story is supposed to be a mystery and you don't want to give too much away! I do hope you enjoyed this chap though!

Please review! Whether good or bad, fantastic or flaming, I don't care. I just want honesty. If in all honesty you hate the story, then by all means, flame away! Just make sure to point out what it is you hate so much! I like to know what I am doing wrong so I can improve.

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