Disclaimer: I do not own the Power Rangers, just various and sundry things and people who appear in their lives in this story.

Author's Note: I am so sorry! This chapter is short, I know, but tomorrow's chapter is longer and there were very few good places to cut into the story in this section. Don't worry! A/A fans will get stuff that they love in this chapter and the next. And everyone else, well I hope you like it, my attempts at action never go over as well as I want.

When It Rains…

Chapter 11 – Revenge

"I suppose you want an explanation," Garthon said. "Well, make yourselves comfortable."

Jeff gave a sarcastic "humph." He and the others were being held by what Jeff could only assume were animated statues. There was no hope of comfort.

Jeff looked around him, the room was exactly as it had been every time he had come here to defeat this monster, but now he had added doors leading who knew where. Apparently a few extra weeks of freedom meant home improvements.

"After you defeated me you forgot to seal me in the dimension, meaning that I could leave at will, as long as I could find an acceptable exit. I chose one on Vega 3. You had mentioned alternate realities and I knew that the only person capable of doing that was Rissai. She gave me a wish, a wish that she wouldn't, as she usually does, use to her own wicked ends. She only did this because I agreed that I would make all of your lives as miserable as possible. It has been quite enjoyable. I've missed meddling in the lives of heroes," Garthon added nostalgically.

"What did she do to Andros?" Karone asked, angrilly indicating Shreefang with her chin.

"She merely altered his perceptions of the world. Before he cared about all of you, the Earth, the fate of the universe in general, now he only cares about that Yellow Ranger. He will do anything to be near her, anything."

"Where are they?" Zhane asked.

"Here. They are in one of the guest suites."

"You have guest suites?" Jeff asked, suddenly remembering why Garthon was so annoying.

"Yes, what kind of evil overlord do you think I am? Toady!" he called and a man who really looked like he was a "toad"-y, scuttled forward.

"Yes sir?" Jeff shook his head, even his voice was annoying.

"Go and fetch the Red Ranger, but only the Red Ranger. Tell him that it is of the utmost importance that his little girlfriend remain behind."

"Yes sir." The creature raced off.

Garthon regaled the Rangers with a harrowing story of his former glory while they waited. Everyone, including Shreefang, was very grateful when he was cut short by the Karovan's arrival.

"Andros!" Karone called, trying to step forward but being stopped by the stone guard behind her.

Andros did not even spare his old friends a second glance. "Did you want something sir?" he asked, obviously wishing he was elsewhere.

"Yes," Garthon managed to control his rage at being addressed so. "These four people have come to steal the Yellow Ranger away from you."

Andros' eyes flashed once more and a tremor, much like the one in his quarters could be felt.

"We are so screwed," Zhane muttered as his best friend turned toward them, eyes blazing.


"This cannot be good," Ashley said to herself once Andros had left.

She quickly tried contacting DECA for the hundredth time since arriving and got nothing but static. She then tried the door: locked, from the outside. She harrumphed down before it and looked around. No windows, the only other door led to the bathroom. How to get out? Ashley's eyes rested on the dresser. Various items were strewn over the surface and the mirror was cracked in one corner. These were the results of several hours of telekinesis practice. Ashley sighed, Andros had said that she had natural talent, she just needed the proper motivation.

The old mischievous smile came over Ashley's face. She closed her eyes and tried to visualize the lock on the outside of the door. She had only seen it twice, but could remember it quite well. It was a strange style and she had made a point of looking at it when she first entered. She saw in her mind how it would look when locked and slowly thought about the lock. The lock… tuuuurrnnniiinng, sloooowlly.

Click!

Ashley's eyes shot open and she turned, grabbing the doorknob with both hands and pulling: it opened. Ashley sighed with relief and ran off toward the sounds of fighting.


Garthon was ecstatic. The Red Ranger was viciously beating his friends, and he had front row seats. He would stop the Ranger if he came too close to killing the Infinity Ranger; he wanted that particular Ranger alive when the Yellow one was killed. Shreefang already had orders to kill Andros after this battle was done, just to make sure he didn't interfere with the execution. Garthon almost laughed with glee. This was a good day.

Ashley was not happy. She raced into the throne room only to find that Andros, the love of her life, was fighting her brother. Zhane, Karone, and Carlos had fallen back, leaving the two testosterone driven men to it.

Ashley ran forward, fully intending to stand between them in an attempt to stop them, but was pulled back by Garthon.

"Magnificent, isn't it?" he whispered in her ear.

"What have you done to him?" Ashley asked, her voice dripping with hatred as she squirmed in his grasp.

Garthon snaked an arm around her waist and held her to his side in an attempt to keep her still before answering. "Having a Fet-na is a difficult business, especially for telepathic species. It messes with their mental process in an odd way. Your lover has lost all loyalties, save those to you. All he cares about is being with you, keeping you safe and with him."

"Like Galactus," Ashley murmured.

"Yes, like Galactus, only more extreme. Don't worry," he continued after a moment, "I'm not about to let your brother die yet. If the Red Ranger comes too close to killing him I'll just have Shreefang kill him. I want Infinity alive," he turned to Ashley, gently taking a lock of her hair in his hand, "to watch you die."

Ashley turned and renewed her efforts to pull away. Garthon held her firm until she managed to drive her heel into his foot. The monster cried out at that and loosened his hold. Ashley only got a few feet before the arm, still around her waist, turned into a snake and pulled her back to Garthon's side.

"Wretched little Ranger!" he hissed, his face now like that of a snake. He seemed about to bite her, but a rather loud grunt from Jeff pulled his attention back to the fight.

"Andros," Ashley whispered as the Red Ranger was shoved back a few feet and countered with a remarkably fast swipe at Infinity's head with his saber.

"Quiet," Garthon hissed, his snake arm twisting tightly around her and pushing the air from her lungs.

'Andros,' she thought. 'Andros, help me. Come back.'