Infinite Sky

By: AsTheWheelWills

Disclaimer: I don't own the Power Rangers. Looks like I've actually run out of jokes. Or maybe that part of me died a long time ago...

Warning: Little bit of Bad language. Little bit of Slash, Bridge and Sky namely or Skidge as I've taken to calling it. Not my fault they're cute togther. And character death.

Note: Yes I think Sky thinks like this.

Universe 10

Damn crystal smashed again. I'm starting to see a pattern. I go inside the academy. Maybe if I phrase the question properly, the others will be able to help me out, without them realising something is up. I reach the rec room, being careful of course. Just Bridge in the room though. He's sitting on the couch reading the SPD handbook. I stopped and thought that out. Bridge. Handbook. Those words do not go together in one sentence. Except maybe "Bridge is violating the handbook again." But not often, to be fair.

I walk in anyway. "Hey." I greeted him. Bridge doesn't even look up from the handbook. "Hey Bridge." No that's your name Bridge. Then I notice something. Bridge isn't wearing gloves. Bridge always wears his gloves, having them off for too long causes him headaches. So if he's not Bridge does that make him "Sky?" "Hmm?" he answers, still concentrating on the book. I quickly hide my own hands behind my back. "Never mind." This has to be the most bizarre universe so far. However, it does mean I get to do something I've kind of always wanted to.

"Must you stand on your head?" I hear him ask me. I can't help smiling. But I flip back down to sit on the couch. "It helps me think B...Sky, you know that." I give the answer Bridge would have given me. "Still doesn't mean you have to be so weird all of the time Bridge" Ow, I never realised how much that hurts. "Sky I've got this problem. I'm doing something, fixing the toaster." I decide to say considering this universes ...contrasts to my own. "And something out of my control keeps messing it up."Yeah, so it's not a great story. Sky looks at me...Bridge! It is Bridge. I'm Sky. Bridge looks at me from over the handbook. "Vague much Bridge?" I just shrug. He scrunches up his face. "Bridge, I dunno , just fix your own problems."

He returns back to the handbook again. And my heart plummets into my stomach. I'm not like that am I? Yeah, so I'm not the most open person in the world. But seeing the way I act, the things I say, come out of Bridge's mouth makes me think I'm a little too cold. Especially to someone I claimed to be my best friend

Universe 12

Finally here there appears to be a chance of some kind. The crystal is at the base, supposedly awaiting safe transport, remaining completely silent as in nine. Of course it could already be gone as in nine, but I'm still happy to see some prospect of getting the rock, even slim as it might be. I'm not sure where it might be, possibly in a special holding cell, or maybe Cruger's quarters, which I know doesn't sound too secure, but it is the safest place in the base.

I take the back corridors as much as possible not eager to get distracted again. I've begun to realise I've practically lost sight of what I'm actually supposed to be doing. I pay less and less attention to finding the crystal, and more on more on the differences between universes or more specifically, the differences in Bridge. And much as I miss him, I have an entire planet to think about. But as I get closer and closer to where Bridge and my quarters should be, the more my legs and mind seem to want to pull me there. Bridge could help me find out where the crystal is, I reason. Of course there's the fact that I could be there as well.But that d seem to matter anymore.

I stop momentarily at the door, almost extending my hand to knock on it. What the hell is wrong with me? The fate of my home is on the line, and I might sacrifice the only chance it has of surviving just so I can see a friend for another hour. I shake my head and turn away from the door, taking a few steps further toward Cruger's room, when I hear the door slide open behind me. I look back and there he is, out of uniform I note. A look of surprise and...is that fear? Spreads across his face. I turn to keep walking but then I hear him say something somewhere between a groan and a shout.

"Not again. N-n-no you c-cant be..." I look around and see tears in his eyes. He's shrinking back into his room, away from me. And of course the crystal disappears from my mind again. "Bridge what's wrong?" I ask as I follow him into the room. The look of fear doesn't abate, only grows worse. "Don't! Don't speak just get the hell away!" He hits the wall of our room and slowly slides down it, looking to his left pretending not to see me. "Bridge, what did I...?" I don't finish. He's murmuring something to himself, under his breath, barely loud enough to hear. "He's gone. It's in my head. He's gone. It's in my head. He's dead. It's in my head"

My breath catches in the deep of my throat when I hear that. I'm ...dead here? I call myself stupid, I should known that was possible. After all, Mora's monster's shot had been aimed it me. It was logical in these universes that it would be me or Bridge who took the brunt of the deaths. Bridge was still repeating the mantra, making a point to look anywhere around the room except for where I stood. He's holding a gloved hand to his head, tears slowly streaming down his cheeks. Not again I remember him saying. This had happened before to him only those had really been in his mind. Surely there was something I could say to comfort him, but I was at a loss as to what to say. I'm not really good at this sort of thing.

I stand there for a few minutes, the room in silence apart from Bridge's denial to himself. I notice two bags lie packed on Bridge's bed. He was leaving, I realise. That's why he was dressed in civilian clothes. Leaving to escape these delusions he was having. Leaving to escape the memories of me. Leaving to escape the pain. I had considered as well. All of us on B-Squad had. Both Z and Syd had come close and a few of the lower level cadets who had known Bridge had actually gone ahead.

But as I think it over something doesn't quite make sense to me. "Bridge?" I say gently. "I need you to tell me something okay?" Bridge makes no sign of acknowledgement, but I go ahead. "Bridge how did I die?". I notice that his breath hitches. Stupid question to ask someone who going to pieces over your untimely demise right in front of you, right? But if the crystal is still in the base, the how could Mora's creature have killed me."None of the others said..."Bridge begins but then cuts himself off. "NO! You. Are. Not. Real. Sky is dead. Sky is dead." he begins to reiterate that point but I won't let him.

"No Bridge. I amn't like the others." I say reaching out to him. But he reacts quickly. "No don't touch me. Cruger transported it early but Grumm expected it. Grumm knew, okay? Please now, ..." he began to shake viciously, tears coming faster. "Please...j- just... leave... me ...alone." God I feel like crap. I want to help him somehow, want to explain to him who I am, why I'm, here, try to make sure that I haven't sent him over the edge. But I know saying anything more to him will just make things worse. I leave the room and let the door slide closed. I sit beside it 'til the beeps come, hope dwindling of ever finding the crystal.


I've managed another chapter, hurray. Pretty sure there's going to be some major Syd involvement in the next so if any of you are Syd fans, I'll give you prior warning. Love it or hate it? Please review. Oh and for all you Skidge fans I know have a C2 expressly for teh two guys called...Skidge! I know it's unexpected but what ya gonna do.