Chapter 11: A Mission

"Get up," Darkonda snapped. Andros was lying on the ground coughing from the blow to his stomach. "What's the matter? Want your mommy? Oh yeah, that's right, I destroyed her," he laughed. Andros looked at Darkonda with a glare.

"You killed my mother," he hissed.

"And I enjoyed it."

Andros picked up the sword that was by his side and he slowly stood up. Darkonda laughed and struck out again, making Andros hit the floor hard once again. "You're weak," he cackled. Andros felt the cuts on his head from the headband.

"Don't hurt him too much, Darkonda," Divatox laughed.

"You can have him, I'm finished," Darkonda informed.

Andros was just lying there, to weak to get up. He groaned when pirahnatrons grabbed his arms and dragged him out of the room.

His already gashed up wrists were put back in their shackles. "Divatox…I'm begging you…please don't," he told her. Divatox leaned against the doorframe.

"How long have you been here, Andros?" She asked.

Andros closed his eyes tight when she once again got back on him. "Three months," he replied.

"That's right, you're mine," she answered.

"I'm not yours. I'm no one's property."

"On the contrary, you are."

Andros turned his head away once again as another night of torture came to him.

(Dark Fortress)

Ecliptor cursed under his breath. "No life forms," he mumbled. Ecliptor hit the console in front of him. "Where are you, Andros? Just give me a clue to where you are," he murmured. He watched as the stars flew by the Dark Fortress as he continued his long search to finding Andros. His mind drifting back once again to when Andros and Karone were younger.

(Flashback)

Demion dodged one of Ecliptor's attacks. "Very good, my prince, you've been practicing," he commented. Demion grinned and held up his sword.

"What's the point of learning, if you don't practice?" He asked.

Ecliptor chuckled as Demion came at him once again. He grabbed the young boy's arm when he saw that he hesitated while going to his side. "Never hesitate," he instructed. Demion nodded and tried once again to get Ecliptor's other side. Ecliptor blocked his attack and swung at Demion's head. Demion ducked and rolled out of the way. The twelve-year-old was becoming more swift. However, he saw something in Demion's eyes, something he forbid. "Demion stop," he ordered. He grabbed Demion's arm.

"What?" Demion asked.

"I have taught you to never fight with anger. Why do I see anger on your face?" He asked.

Demion was silent for a minute. "I want revenge, Ecliptor. I want revenge on the Power Rangers," he insisted.

"You do not fight with anger, I taught you that," Ecliptor instructed.

"Then what do I fight with?"

"You fight with your mind, you understand me? You never use anger to fight. That will only make you weak to your opponent."

"Yes sir."

(End Flashback)

Ecliptor let out a sigh and he looked up. "I will find you, Andros, I swear it," he murmured.

(Divatox's Ship)

Andros groaned in pain when the pirahnatrons threw him into his cell. "Enjoy your rest," she laughed. Andros sat up slowly and crawled back to the cot that was put in there. He climbed onto the uncomfortable bed and closed his eyes. He didn't care if the cot was uncomfortable or not, he just wanted to get some sleep.

Divatox was sitting on the bridge and let out a sigh. "Darkonda, I want that boy to stay alive more than two months," she commented.

"Dark Specter has ordered me to train him," Darkonda answered.

"Yes, train him, not beat him to death. I have plans for that boy."

Darkonda grabbed Divatox by her throat. "No one gives me orders," he snarled. Divatox glared at him and pushed him back.

"Keep your disgusting monster hands off me," she snapped.

"Then don't give me orders."

(Andros's Cell)

Andros woke up suddenly feeling sick to his stomach. He couldn't remember the last time he had a decent meal or decent sleep. He could only think of the junk they gave him to eat. He went to a corner of his cell and he emptied his stomach, whatever was left in his stomach. He leaned back against the wall listening to his gurgling stomach. He rubbed his forehead and felt the pain rushing through his head from the headband. "I have to get this off," he groaned. He reached for the clamps on his head and pulled the headband off. It took him two months to get the headband off his head, Divatox had the clamps on tight. However, his telekinesis link was too weak, he couldn't get a hold of Karone, but he did know who was far enough for him to contact. "Ecliptor," he called.

(Dark Fortress)

Ecliptor looked up. "Andros?" He asked.

"Ecliptor…it's me…I need your help…" Andros replied.

"I'm listening."

"I'm in the Viton galaxy. Ecliptor…please hurry…."

Suddenly the link was cut off. "Andros? Andros!" He called.

(Divatox's Ship)

Andros cried out in pain when he was shoved to his feet. "Tried to find a way to escape?" Darkonda sneered. Divatox laughed as she took the headband and jammed it back onto Andros's already aching head.

"Darkonda, make sure it doesn't come off this time," she instructed.

Darkonda laughed evilly as he melted the clamps so Andros couldn't get it off again. "Next time it'll be taken off is when we're finished with you," Divatox informed. Andros glared at them.

(Dark Fortress)

Ecliptor looked at the quantrons. "TURN AROUND TO VITON!" He shouted. The quantrons put in the coordinates and the ship went to the Viton galaxy. However, he was hoping that Andros was okay, he couldn't stand the thought of them doing such terrible damage to the boy he had thought of as his son during the past eight years of his life. "Hang on Andros, just a little bit longer," he muttered.