Chapter Eleven
Tommy was trying to plan his escape. He needed to continue to have hope, without it, he wasn't sure if would be able to last much longer. He couldn't stand Goldar's taunts and even worst were the alien's attacks. Goldar was not merciful when he struck at the boy. He knew Goldar was just postponing the inevitable.
Tommy's thoughts were broken as he saw Goldar raise his free hand. He waited for the blow to come only see Goldar become distracted by something. The Green Ranger watched Goldar as the monkey seemed to be listening to something, or someone.
"I am called to battle," the golden enemy announced.
Tommy couldn't believe his luck. With Goldar gone, he could grab his morpher and extinguish the candle, but the Green Rangers hopes were destroyed as Goldar caught onto what the boy was possibly thinking.
"Don't get any foolish ideas, Ranger," the monster said. "The candle will be safe while I'm away."
Goldar raised his sword and pointed the tip towards the teenagers. Glowing, yellow shackles appeared around the teen's body.
"See," Goldar laughed, pleased that the boy was rendered immobile.
Tommy struggled against his bonds as he watched his worst enemy disappear. He had to get out of the chains, but they were strong and made of pure magical energy. There was no one he could escape.
He stared up at the green candle. He wanted to go to it, stop its flame from burning somehow, but he couldn't move beyond his struggling. It was increasingly frustrating. He wanted to go home. He wanted this to all be a bad dream. He wanted to be safely tucked in his bed. But he knew that this all being dream was unlikely. It was too real. The energy from his chains were burning his skin, reminding him of the reality of this terrible situation.
Tommy wallowed in his thoughts for at least 5 minutes before Goldar reappeared.
"Hey," the Green Ranger called to the giant primate.
"I'm back and happy to report your miserable friends are losing the battle," Goldar gloated.
Tommy glared at his enemy. He hated the news the monkey had gladly told him. Now, not only did he have to worry about his own welfare, he also had worry for his friends'.
The teen continued to struggle against his chains. As he felt the chains release their hold, he wanted to rip the monster's throat out. He knew he wouldn't regret it. Goldar had no soul like a human being. Hell the creature wasn't even human. So, the Green Ranger knew he wouldn't feel any remorse.
"You won't defeat them, Goldar," Tommy told his enemy as he restrained himself from doing exactly what he wanted.
"Once, she has your power, Rita will be able to defeat everyone," Goldar said triumphantly.
"She'll never have it," Tommy shouted.
The more Goldar talked the more Tommy wanted him dead. He was almost happy that the monkey enjoyed the sound of his voice. Maybe, he would rip out his tongue before he tore out his throat.
"Oh, she will," Goldar said oblivious to the boy's sadistic thoughts. "See how it burns?"
The human sized monkey returned both their attentions to the burning candle. It was nearly halfway burned.
"Like to try stopping it again," Goldar offered.
Tommy's reply was to attack Goldar again. He wanted to shut the primate up permanently, but he still was no match for the monkey. Goldar knocked him away before he could do any damage.
"Face it Green Ranger," the alien said. "You're trapped."