Chapter 2- Here Comes the BOOM

Bridge could feel him self waking up, he was just scared to see what he would find if he chose to open his eyes. Would he see his own body torn from the blast? Or worst, would he see his friends blown to bits, dead?

It took all his might to force his eyes open. And when he did, he was surprise to see what he was opened to.

Nothing, well no bomb, actually.

There was nothing but him and the alley. He was lying on the ground in his SPD uniform, but not in his green SPD ranger suit.

He could have sworn he was in it before the explosion.

Finally getting off the ground, he was hit with a dizzy spell, and had to lean on a wall for support.

When the lightheadedness passed, he looked down at his legs. They were there, he thought. All of him was there. He pressed his hands all over his body, his face, his arms, his chest, he wasn't blown up.

"I didn't die," he whispered to himself.

He took the chance to look around and he finally realized that things looked different. The alley's walls were ruined. They had boulder size holes in them and it look like they were about to give away and collapse any second, not how he'd remember before the explosion. Must have been the bomb that caused all this? Then he looked at the opening, the one that lead outside of the alley. He ran out of the alley, into the plain street and found that every building beyond the alley looked the same way. Every building was just minutes away from collapsing and the streets looked dusty as if a sandstorm just blown through. There was no one in sight, and to be honest, Bridge felt kind of lonely. What happened here, he thought.

"The bomb," he told himself.

That's right; the bomb must have done this. But why wasn't he blown away? Where were the krobots and the monster, his friends, and the…

"My friends."

Bridge looked around, hoping to see any signs or colors that might resemble his friends.

"Sky…Jack…Z…Syd," he yelled in the deserted city.

Then he remembered, he could contact them through his communicator/morpher.

He reached down to get it, but touched nothing but his uniform.

Where is it?

He got down on his hands and knees hoping that he might have dropped it when he ran out in the streets.

"RUN," he heard someone yell.

He got up and looked around, but didn't see anyone.

"HURRY," someone else yelled.

Just then, a group of people ran around a corner and was heading his way.

"HURRY," a woman yelled. Bridge found himself standing alert. "THEY'RE COMING."

A couple of them passed him, not thinking twice to stop.

"Hey…wait," Bridge tried to get their attention.

There was a push and Bridge found himself on the ground with someone one on top of him. He turned around on his back and found a woman.

"Oh...umh…Hello," he felted a little awkward.

The women quickly climbed off of him and very rudely help pick him up.

"We have to keep moving, they're coming." She then took off running, but before she could get far, she stopped and turned around, "The krobots are coming, now come on."

But before he could process her words, there was a noise that caught his attention.

Loud thumping noises, like soldiers marching. And there, just coming around the corner, were about five people dressed in tight black suit, which reminded him of the ones like what a krobot would wear, walking in a file line, and heading their way.

Bridge thought for a moment, didn't she say krobots? It was obvious that they looked very much like humans than robots. He turned to ask the woman that very same question, but she was already heading down the street and around a corner.

The loud thumping stopped and Bridge looked back. The people in black stopped some yards away from him and were just staring at him.

"Umh…hey…look, I don't know what is going on here, but I think that there is…"

BOOOOOMMMMM

A car blew up, right next to him, and landed hood first on the ground. Bridge looked at the people in black, and saw that one of them, the middle one, had not noticeably changed his right arm from a big laser blaster and back into its original arm and hand.

"Oookay." Bridge didn't stay long to see what else they had in store for him since he was already down the street and turning the corner.

Once behind the corner, he was yanked behind a dumpster. He was face to face with the woman who had knocked him down earlier.

"What were they; I thought you said that they were krobots, not humans…"

The woman shooed him and pulled him down for him to squat behind the dumpster.

"They're krobots, they've changed over the years," she told him.

But before another question could get out, there were the sound of screaming.

Some people appeared around the corner and passed the dumpster, only to find that their route was blocked by a wall. The sounds of thumping were close behind them.

The 'krobots' appeared soon after and held their now form blasters at the pleading people.

Bridge looked at the woman next to him. She had her head bended down on her knees for which she held her legs under her, crying.

There were the sounds of blasts and people screaming that took Bridges eyes away from the woman. He was about to go to the rescue, when he felt the woman's hand in his, pulling him towards her.

"Please, don't leave me."

tbc...