Tommy

It only took about twenty minutes for me to realize I might have jumped the gun a bit on this rescue plan. Rita had teleported us to the moon and instantly detained me to this fucking chair. I had noticed she seemed to be alone, the only other creature being something that resembled Finster. He didn't say much though, just locking my chains and asking me if I was comfortable. It was weird to see someone so nice working for such an evil bitch. He disappeared off into the shadows though, leaving me alone in the throne room.

"Kimberly?" I called, hoping that she would hear me somewhere. There was no answer though. Swearing under my breath, I pulled at the restraints. They didn't budge. I tried again, hoping that with the added power of the master morpher I could. It didn't though. Thankfully, Rita hadn't found the morpher hidden on me. It had a cloaking mechanism on it so that no kind of censors would be able to detect it. Hell, the only reason the council knew about it was because of my using it to save the planet the last time. Look what good that got me. If I made it out of here, the first thing I was going to do was pull myself right out of that stupid group.

"Looking for something?" Rita's voice asked, bringing me back to the present. I watched as she walked into the room, now dressed in a skin-tight black dress with a red cape around her shoulders. Her hair was braided down her back, ribbons running through the lengths of it. This version of Rita apparently cared more about her appearance than ours. Maybe it was because she married Zedd. I wouldn't want to dress up for that either.

"Where is she, Rita? Where's Kimberly?" I asked, glaring at her. She smirked, walking over to another chair that was across from me. She sat, leaning on one arm in a lazy fashion. "I know she's here."

"Oh, Tommy. Do you miss Kimmy?" She purred, her eyes flashing a nasty mischievous look. "I don't see why you would after everything she did to you. She broke your heart. Twice. Why would you want some little tramp again? Someone who doesn't want to be with you. Someone who left you again and again. Maybe you are just a stupid as you are brave, Tommy Oliver."

"It's me you want. Just let her go." I said through gritted teeth. She shook her head, chuckling.

"I will never understand human emotions. You don't care about power like you should. All you care about is your stupid little friends, your families, people you are in love with. Love is pathetic. What has it gotten you so far? Alone. Your own wife left you after she found out that you couldn't let go of the little pink ranger. I would have killed you where stood if it had been me. Love doesn't win wars. Love gets people killed over obsolete feelings. Humans will forever be flawed because of these pitiful emotions."

"I would rather be flawed for loving Kimberly than being your puppet." I stated, staring right into Rita's eyes. "I'll never regret how I feel about her. Nothing will."

"Hmmm…." She said, tapping a finger on her chin. "I guess we will need to falter that faith, now won't we?" She waved her hand and I felt something slam into my chest. It made my breath vanish and I gasped for air. Coughs emitted from me as I tried to regain my breath. A tingling feeling began to come over me and the edges of my vision fogged. I blinked, trying to fight it but it only spread faster until I saw nothing but darkness.

"I've never wanted you." Kimberly's voice said, my ears perking up. The darkness brightened, and I saw I was still chained to the chair, but I was now in some kind of bedroom. Kimberly was kneeling on a bed, the covers a dark red color. She was dressed in nothing but her favorite pair of bra and panties. They were silk and pink, a set I had bought her for Valentine's Day one year. Her hair was curled around her head and she wore a husky expression that jolted my groin region right to its core. She smirked, shaking her head. "I've never loved you. You've always been useless to me."

"You're not real." I said, glaring at her. "This is some kind of spell."

"You'd like to think that because you can't face the truth." She said, bending over onto her hands so that I had a perfect shot of her breasts. "Think about it, Tommy. Think about every time your body was pressed against mine. Each time you were inside of me, telling me how much you wanted to fuck me. Every single time you called out my name, I was thinking of someone else. I was thinking about someone who could really make me moan. Someone that knows just how to make me dripping wet."

"Stop it." I said, my voice quivering slightly. This wasn't real. I knew it wasn't. I closed my eyes, trying to make it go away but my eyes shot back open on their own.

"She was thinking of me." A deep voice said behind me. I turned as someone else entered the room. My eyes widened when I saw it was Jason. His chest was bare, and he wore only red boxers on his lower half. He shot me a wink as he strode over to the side of the bed. Kim pushed herself back up onto her knees and crawled over towards Jason. Leaning forward, she pressed her lips against his. I could see his tongue explore her mouth, a place that was only supposed to be mine. Pulling away, Jason leaned in and nibbled on her neck. She tilted her head back, her eyes never leaving mine.

"Did you really think you were good enough for me? Some silly boy with a silly dream of true love. I wanted more in life. Something better than you. Someone who is more of a man than you'll ever be." Pain travelled up my fingers as I dug my nails into the arms of the chair. My entire body was shaking, the illusion making me fill with blind rage.

"I know how to make her scream in a way you'll never be able to do, Tommy." Jason said, grabbing Kimberly by the back of her thighs. He flipped her back and she giggled, landing on her back on the bed. Tucking his thumbs into her underwear, he pulled them down her legs and bent over the side of the bed. His face sunk between them and she let out a loud gasp I had heard her make a hundred times before. She bit her lip, arching her back as he lapped at her slit.

"Oh god." She said. "Jason. Jason." She moaned. Bile rose in my throat as I tried to turn away. I couldn't though, my head moving back each time I tried. Her cries grew louder as he held her firmly to the bed with one hand. With the other, he slid a finger inside of her, driving it in and out each time and slid his tongue over her clit. She nearly screamed now, his name on her lips seeming to echo around the room around me.

"Tell me I fuck you better than Tommy." Jason said, his eyes casting over to me.

"Yes. Yes, you fuck me better." She panted. Her eyes locked with mine as her face filled with release. "JASON!" She cried out, her voice coming hoarse.

"STOP IT!" I yelled, squeezing my eyes shut. Her cries vibrated around me, but my eyes stayed shut. Suddenly, her voice vanished, and I could no longer hear the sound of Jason going to town on Kimberly. Slowly, I opened my eyes and I saw just Rita sitting in front of me. My heart raced in my chest and my breaths were shallow. Each breath stung as I drew it in. "What was that?"

"One of your darkest fears." She replied, shrugging her shoulders. "Not many people get to see them."

"You fucking bitch." I spat, glowering at her. She waved her hand again and that force hit me. My vision went and suddenly, I was in that hotel room where Kimberly had left me. She was standing in front of me, her arms crossed over her chest as she looked at a version of me that was standing across from her.

"I love you, Kimberly." Tommy said, stepping towards her. "Be with me. I'll leave Kat and we can be together."

"How could you think I would ever be with you?" She replied, chuckling. "You've always treated me as a second choice. Why would I want to be with someone like that? Why would I want to be with someone like you?"

"Please. I love you with my entire heart. I have never loved Kat. It's always been you. I swear." He pleaded.

"You've always been quite the liar. Just ask Kat. I don't want to be with you, Tommy. I can do so much better with anyone else. You are worthless. You're a washed-up ranger without any potential of doing anything else with your life. You can't even make a crummy marriage work without fucking that up."

"Because she isn't the person I'm supposed to be with." He replied.

"And who are you supposed to be with? Clearly not me. I would never waste my time with a sorry excuse for a man like Tommy Oliver. The world would be a lot better without you in it. My life would be 100 times better if I had never met you." Her words cut into me like a knife as I watched myself shrink back a step. "Sometimes, I wish that freeing you from Rita's spell had killed you instead." She hissed. There was a harsh look in her eyes, like she was enjoying the words she was saying.

"You don't mean that." I whispered. Kim turned her attention to me, the other Tommy vanishing.

"Oh, but I do. You used me, Tommy. You used me in the worst way a person can use someone. I hope you spend the rest of your life regretting the fact you hurt me so much. You're the reason Rita kidnapped me. You're the reason I'm probably dead right now. You deserve to rot for the shit you've done."

"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry." I said, casting my eyes to my legs. The world around me went fuzzy and Rita appeared again, the throne room around us.

"Cheer up, Tommy. I'm just saving you from what is going to hurt you. If you join forces with me, you can stop that from ever happening." Rita said. Taking a deep breath, I looked up at her. I felt a tear slide down the right side of my cheek.

"How?"

"We can make her hurt like how she made you hurt. We can make her scream in pain for everything she did to you." Rita leaned forward in her seat, sliding to the edge. Reaching out, she put her hands on my knees. "We can become the team the world has always needed. We can take revenge on those that hurt you and show them who they were really dealing with. You can have any woman you want. You can rule this part of the galaxy with me, wiping any trace of the Power Rangers from the face of the Earth. We can destroy Kimberly before she even gets the chance to turn her back on you. Make her suffer in any way you can imagine."

"No." I said, shaking her hands off of me. "It's my fault that Kimberly got hurt. I should have never treated her like that and it's something I need to live with, but I will never fucking join you, Rita. If it means you killing me, I am going to make sure Kimberly and the others defeat you once and for all."