Title: The True Meaning of Family
Author: DemonicangelGREED
Summary: After watching his mentor and best friend die, Ziggy ran out into the Wastes where he met an old survivor who taught him what love and family were truly about. After a terrible accident Ziggy meets Dillon and goes back to the city he ran from.
Warnings: Slash fic, will eventually be Dillon/Ziggy, cage fighting and murder.
Pairings: Dillon/Ziggy

Chapter 2

Dillon pushed the accelerator down and sighed happily as his fire-bird flew through the desert. He had been searching for Conith for just over a month and it was irritating the hell out of him that he still hadn't found it.

As he turned sharply he decided now would be a good time to have a sugar intake and took the wheel with one hand and unwrapped one of his lemon candies and stuck it into his mouth. He had no idea why he liked the lollipops as much as he did but he did know that he liked them...a lot.

Decided to check his map while he was in a good mood, the dark haired man stopped his baby and pulled out his sonar gun. As he scanned the area he couldn't help but notice the tire tracks that littered the area around him, and they weren't car tires either, maybe someone else was out here with him.

When his readings came up all clear he turned around and began looking at his map and frowned when it once again gave him no answers. Growling frustration he threw the map on the floor and was about to swear loudly when he saw a figure leaning against a bike just on the top of the sandy hill staring at the sky.

Dillon looked down at his map and then at the lone figure and then shrugged. He was about to get back in his car when he heard a boyish tenor reach his ears, "You lost" it said simply.

The dark haired man turned around and saw that the figure still hadn't moved but had turned his head to look at him. "Yeah" he shouted nodding.

The figure stood up and brushed his hands on his pants before he got on his bike and rode over to him till he reached his side where he jumped of the green and black machine. Dillon stared at the goggle covered eyes and rose and eyebrow at the young man's state of dress. The boy looked like he was a thief, dressed in a leather hooded tunic and cargo pants.

"Where you need to go" the boy asked pushing his goggles to rest on his head, revealing two of the brightest doe brown eyes that Dillon had ever seen.

Dillon just stared at the boy and then cleared his throat "Conith" he said his gaze sweeping over the boy quickly assessing him.

After looking at him, Dillon had to grudgingly agree that the outfit the boy was garbed in looked good on him. The tunic fit just right and revealed the muscles that the boy would have otherwise hidden in any other clothes, and he looked practical for the desert.

"I know where that is" the stranger began and shoved his hands into his pockets.

Dillon nodded and picked up his map "Can you show me?" he asked holding up his map.

The young man sighed and then looked at his bike sadly for a moment "I can take you there if you want" he said looking into his eyes.

Dillon thought about it for a moment and then nodded "Good idea" he said and then walked back to the driver's door. "What's your name" he asked

The young man paused for a moment and then smiled happily at him, Dillon guessed he hadn't been asked that for a while "My Name is Ziggy, and yours"

The man looked down and shrugged "don't know think it starts with a D" he said and then slammed the door shut behind him.

Ziggy closed the door behind him and then looked at him for a moment before nodding "You look like a Dillon" he said happily not noticing Dillon's shocked look as he gazed at his bike forlornly "I'm gonna miss that bike" he said sighing.

Dillon didn't say anything and just started the car.

Ziggy watched as the sand flew passed him and sighed in anticipation, hadn't been back to Conith for two months, it had only been two months since Jak died and only a month since Cid and now he was leading some guy he'd named Dillon back towards the same city which had caused him to become homeless in the first place.

"Okay it should be visible in a few moments" he heard himself telling the quiet mysterious guy.

He didn't know what it was about the guy but he found himself liking Dillon, he wasn't anything like Jak who had been all smiles and happy joke, he wasn't like Cid who had been gruff affection and awesome stories. No Dillon was the type of guy who was letting him ramble on and on about things that he didn't care about and pitched in a word or two when he needed to. It was quite refreshing actually.

"Do you ever shut up" Dillon growled as Ziggy finished telling him about the time he had stolen the parts of a fallen grinder so that he could fix his bike.

The young man thought about it for a moment and then gave him a bright grin in return "No not really" he said and then began laughing, and unknowingly Dillon found himself smirking.

A few moments later just as Ziggy had declared the huge domed city of Conith became visible. Dillon grinned to himself and then looked over a Ziggy whose grin had brightened when his eyes looked at the city before them. How long had the younger man been out in the wastes, it was obvious it had been long enough for the kid to learn how to survive and the fix his own bike, but he didn't know for sure.

"Just as promise, the great city Conith" Ziggy said snarkily and then turned to his companion and spotted his stash of lollipops and grinned sneakily.

Dillon didn't even see it happen, one moment Ziggy was grinning at him and the next moment the younger man was unwrapping one of his lollipops and sticking it in his mouth. "How the hell" he said in shock.

Ziggy grinned at him from around the lollipop and then tapped his nose "It's a secret" he said around the candy making Dillon shake his head.

The younger boy was about to say something when large guns came out of the sand making him yelp in shock "Shit!"

Dillon looked at the guns in frustration and looked at Ziggy and growled "Explain!" as he dodged the cannon fire that was aiming for him baby.

Ziggy stopped freaking out and grabbed onto the dash for control "Conith is the last civilization that Venjix hasn't destroyed. These are the automotive defense weapons that protect the city from his army" he said quickly.

Dillon growled and was about to say something when he saw an opening and then grinned darkly "Hold on" and then pushed his fire-bird as fast as it could go and shot through the gun fire and through the opening...and straight onto of some ugly robot.

A figure dressed in yellow spandex jumped up and out of the way and Ziggy groaned unhappily "Great the power rangers" he moaned.

Dillon was about to say something when two more figures came rushing towards them, one dressed in blue and one in red.

"Come on we better go say hi" Ziggy grumbled and kicked the door open and leapt out of the car and lean't against its side and took in the city once again.

It hadn't changed since he left but somehow it seemed a lot different than before: more enclosed. Suddenly he felt a hand connect with the back of his head. "Ow what the hell Dillon" he snapped turned around to glare at the older man.

"Don't kick my car" he just said simply and then crossed his arms as the three figures walked over to them.

The red one held out his hand to Dillon who in turned just stared at it "Ah thanks for saving Ranger Yellow, she mightn't have made it out of there without your help" he said awkwardly.

Ziggy rolled his eyes and then froze when he saw the guards rushing towards them "Ah Dillon, I think we're in a bit of trouble" he said and then pointed to the wave of guards who were approaching them.

Dillon growled but let the men grab him but laughed when he saw Ziggy pull out of their grip "I'll go with you quietly geez, but do not touch me" the younger man snapped shocking the guards who stood either side of him dumbly as a serious bald black man stalked towards him.

"Scott" he said nodding at the Red guy.

"Dad" he replied stiffly and Dillon could just imagine the glare the son was giving the Coronel.

The army guy turned back to Ziggy and Dillon and glared at them fiercely "And who the hell do you think you are bashing through our defenses!" he asked while glaring.

Dillon shrugged and leveled his gaze at the commander "Well I was thinking that I wanted to get in there" he said simply.

The yellow ranger-who turned out to be a pretty blonde girl-stepped forward and lay her hand on his arm "Sir, these two saved my life. I know that they broke a few laws to do so but" she said trailing off uncertainly.

The Coronel looked down at the girl and shook his head "We can continue this chat later miss Landsdown but at this moment in time these two have to be detained" he said and then spotted how loosely guarded Ziggy was. "Why the hell isn't this guy subdued" he snarled.

Ziggy crossed his arms and rose and eyebrow at the bald man unimpressed "Well that would be because I said I would come quietly and I'd rather not have someone grabbing me thank you very much"

The Red ranger-who turned out to be a young man with dark skin gaped at the boy why the Blue ranger who was also a young man with short cropped hair cracked up laughing at the way the young man in front of them just dis-respected the highest military leader in Conith.

"Laddie high five" the blue ranger said stepping forward.

Ziggy smiled and slapped hands with the Scotsmen and then let him be herded towards the government SUVs with Dillon by his side.

Prison, Dillon had decided was extremely over rated. He had to wear and ugly orange jumpsuit and he was put in a private cell to the other criminals because 'he was dangerous'. But one thing that confused him was that he and Ziggy had been sent to separate trials but and the same time, and yet here he was sitting in his cell while Ziggy had yet to leave the trial room.

"Hey guard!" he snapped at the uniformed man who was walking pass his cell, "Where's the kid I was found with" he asked.

The guard smirked and shook his head "Oh Ziggy is being charged with a few more things than you, but don't worry he'll be in here any moment now" he said and then walked off whistling some tune.

A few more hours passed and Dillon was getting impatient when suddenly he heard very loud shouting, "Ziggy, you Bastard, where the Fuck have you been!" Dillon frowned, how the hell did those men know Ziggy so well.

After a few more shouts about Ziggy and about how he'd been the young man was shoved into the cell by a very pleased Guard who grinned at the youth happily.

"Thanks for the delivery but you can go see your boyfriends now" Ziggy snapped at the man who scowled at him and then stormed off causing the young man to laugh.

Dillon looked at Ziggy who was wearing an orange jumpsuit and couldn't help but notice at how it wasn't the boys color. "Hey" he said lying down on his bed.

Ziggy looked over to him and then smiled when he saw Dillon, "Dillon!" he said happily. "Am I glad to see you?"

Dillon smiled and let the boy carried on and ramble, truthfully it was comforting to the older man, a calming background noise.

A week had passed and Dillon could truly say that he was over the whole prison thing. He hated the way the guards treated him like some caged animal and he hated the way the other inmates looked at Ziggy in joy, like he was some sort of entertainment.

"You don't like it here much do you?" Ziggy commented not looking at him as he paced the length of the cell.

Dillon turned to Ziggy and gave him a confused stare "Do you!" he snapped.

The youth shrugged and then began tapping a calming rhythm on the brick wall "Nah, but I don't really get a say in many things. Never have" Ziggy said simply.

Dillon was about to reply when one of the nicer guards tapped on the cell bars lightly "Dillon, you got a visitor" he said cheerfully.

The prisoner looked over to Ziggy who shrugged and then turned back to the guard "But I don't know anyone...well except him" he said jerking his thumb over his shoulder at Ziggy who waved at the Guard.

The guard shrugged "It's the rangers, say they want to speak to you" he said and then opened to cell door and herded Dillon out the door, "Oh and Ziggy" he said looking at the younger inmate, "You got rec time"

Ziggy nodded and leapt off the bed and passed Dillon with a cheeky grin. The older man watched as a heavily scarred man watched Ziggy go and felt cold dared coil into his stomach.

"Oi Ziggy!" the youth stopped and turned to see a young man about twenty gazing up him with an evil smirk "You remember me?" he asked

Ziggy gulped and nodded and realized he was trapped by the circle that had formed around him, "Of course Ace, how could I not" he said sighing.

The group began to get louder and Ziggy looked around and sigh sadly "You really want to do this...again" he said looking at the other man as if he was stupid.

Ace glared at him and took a menacing step forward "You made me lose my place in my family; I dropped so low that they can't even be bothered to buy me out" he hissed "So yeah beating your arse would be awesome at this point"

Ziggy sighed and nodded "Okay"

Ace blinked and him owlishly "Okay" he parroted.

Ziggy nodded and then brought his foot up and slammed it into Ace's chin "Yeah okay" he mocked and bounced on the balls of his feet as the group of inmates cheered.

"Twenty that Ziggy kicks his arse again" one of them called

"Nah, Ace has been training for this since he got in here, I got thirty that he smashes the pipsqueak" another one yelled.

Ziggy tuned out and focused on the battle in front of him. Ace pulled himself to his feet and Ziggy reacted immediately and spun and delivered a roundhouse kick to the man's chest making him groan and stumble back.

"You were terrible the first time" Ziggy said and then leapt up and drop kicked the man on the shoulder making him fall to his knees "And your still terrible now" he said flipping away.

Ace growled and swept his leg out sending Ziggy to the floor and then kicked him in the face making a loud crack fill the room. Ziggy knew his nose was broke but he refused to lose to this man, and then swung his legs around sending Ace to the ground and then flipped himself over so his knee collided with the elder man's face making him cry out in pain.

"Go Ziggy!" a group of inmates yelled and the young prisoner decided to put the other man out of his embarrassment and as he got to his feet dizzily he deliver a spinning kick to the man's face making him collapse in a pool of his blood unconscious.

The guards who had watched on, just in case it got too heated surged forward and picked Ace up while they pulled Ziggy back towards his cell. "You couldn't even wait a week to get back into your old habits huh Ziggy" the guard growled and then slammed the cell door closed.

Ziggy shrugged and then snapped his nose back into place and laid down on his cot, waiting for his cellmate to get back.

When Dillon walked back into the call he was frowning at what he had on offer and when he was pushed into his cell he opened his mouth to tell Ziggy only to gasp when he saw the bloody state his friend was in.

"What the Fuck!" he growled and went over to Ziggy's side and inspected his face while the younger boy pushed him away, "What the hell happened!" he demanded.

Ziggy shrugged and settled back into his cot and starred at the ceiling "I got into a fight, I won he lost" he said as if it was the easiest thing in the world.

Dillon just chuckled and then leant against the cot "You get into a fight and I'm offered a way out of here" he said weakly.

Ziggy laughed happily and pushed his shoulder happily "Oh yeah did the rangers offer you a way out" he asked excitedly.

"They said they wanted me to be their black power dude" he said but then looked at Ziggy "But it means you'd be in here all alone"

Ziggy waved it away and smiled at him "I think you should take it, as long as you promise to get me out of here before I turn fifty" he said happily and then leant back "Wow I'm friends with a Power ranger" he said and then laughed happily.

Dillon looked up at his friend and smiled "I'll get you out Ziggy, I promise"