Sorry for the late update. School and writer's block got in the way.
WARNING: This chapter contains abuse.
Chapter Seventeen-Trapped
On the moon, Kim was struggling to open her eyes. Her vision was hazy and she couldn't make out the room she was in. She whimpered when she tried to move and found she couldn't. Her whole body ached. She struggled with a memory for a few minutes before she remembered the attack on the Command Center and Ninjor's defeat.
"Tommy?" Kim asked as the haze began to clear and she began to make out shapes and colors.
So far all she could gather, she was in a fairly large room. Green, white, and black sheer curtains were draped from the ceiling surrounding the bed, cushioned chairs and sofas were beyond the curtains. Kim lifted a heavy arm and in her hand was a dark green sheet.
Kim groaned when her vision cleared perfectly and she could see someone's suite. Now that someone was standing right in front of her.
"Tommy!" she squeaked.
"Hello, Kimberly." he said silkily voice.
Somewhere else in the castle, Kira was in the same situation. She too was rested on a large bed. White and black curtains fell around her, black sofas and cushioned chairs were in the outer area, and black silk sheets lay under her.
Trent sat on the bed, waiting patiently for his beauty to awake. His fingers combed through her soft, curled hair. She was the most beautiful girl in all of his life. A soft thought his evil side was not pleased with. As far as his dark side was concerned women were only good for one thing and one thing only.
A soft whimper pulled his attention to his prisoner.
Kira opened her eyes, her vision quickly focusing on her fallen teammate.
"Trent?" she asked, her voice a little hoarse.
She looked around at her surroundings.
"Trent, where are we?" she asked.
The White Ranger smiled down at her. Her expression was adorable.
"We are in my chambers," Trent explained. "Inside my queen and her lord's castle."
Kira frowned. For a moment, she honestly thought they were safely home, back in their time, in Reefside. They weren't. It hurt her to realize that this wasn't some horrible dream. They were really in their Science teacher's past and with Mesogog. Trent was really evil and so was Dr. Oliver.
The Yellow Ptera Ranger backed away from her captor. She felt a shiver rush up her spine when she saw Trent's smile turn from charming to wicked. He was up to something.
"Mm, Kimberly," Dr. Oliver began. "My sweet, sweet Kimberly. So beautiful."
Kim flinched at his sweet tone of voice and it's underlining of disgust.
"I fell in love with you the moment I saw." He continued walking around the bed to stand by her side. "And when I first saw you as an evil Ranger, I wanted you dead. Then that son of a bitch, Jason destroyed my sword and I was Mr. Goody Good all over again."
The paleontologist pause as he sat on the bed. He ran his fingers through her hair. His eyes glued to her face.
"I truly hated the closeness you shared with Jason." Dr. O droned on. "I hated it. I always thought that there was something more going on between you too. I honestly thought you had left me for him."
Kim frowned at the thought. She would never have left a guy for his best friend. She was already torn up over breaking up with Tommy in the first place. She rarely admitted it, but it was the biggest mistake of her life.
Tommy's hand slide down her cheek, filling it's softness.
"Out of all the woman I've dated, you were my prize. The one and only meant for me."
The Paleontologist sighed and his hand travel further down her neck. He smirked at the shudder that passed through her. He was really going to enjoy what he was going to do to her in the next couple of days. First he was going to make her body betray her and then he was going to torture her and last, he was going to break her.
"Tommy, what do you want?" Kim asked biting her lip. The look in her exes' eyes was troubling.
"What do you I want?" He asked himself, thinking the question through. "What have I ever wanted?"
In a quick flash the former White Ranger was on top of her, his body pinning hers to the bed. His face was mere inches away from hers. There noses nearly touching. A sneer was on his handsome face. It reminded her of the time he first became a Ranger. The disgust showing and he gripped her wrists tightly. He held them on either side of her head and squeezed every so often to show he had the power.
"All I ever wanted was you." He said fiercely. "I've never wanted anything but you. You just couldn't see it. You never saw how precious you were to me. I was sixteen when I met you and I was already in love. They always say that at a young age kids don't know what love is, but I did and it was taken away from me."
Kim felt the tears well up in her eyes. Then all of a sudden a sharp pain shot through her left breast. Dr. Oliver had so kindly gripped the soft mound. Only he wasn't as gentle as he was in high school and college. She felt as if he wanted to rip it off of her body.
He squeezed it and pinched the nipple roughly before forcing himself between her strong thighs.
"Tommy stop it," Kim cried. "You're hurting me."
"Really," Tommy began sarcastically. "I had no idea. I'm sorry, maybe this will help."
One rough hand went straight to her hair, tugging her head back to expose her neck, the other moving between her legs and violating her.
He bit her neck hard enough to break the skin and reveled in the piercing scream coming from the woman's lips.
In the White Drago Ranger's room, Kira was still feeling something big was about to happen. She found herself unable to continue to stare into his rage darkened eyes. She flinched when she noticed his fingers still lingered in her hair and her stomach turned.
Trent did not say any thing for a long while. He just stared at the Yellow Ranger. In his mind he went over several tortures.
"Trent, please listen to me." Kira pleaded. "You can fight this. You've tried before."
"Tried being the operative word." The White Ranger said moving closer to his prisoner. "I tried and failed. There's a difference this time. When I first became a Ranger and my gem took over I was still me, but not now. Now my Queen has gotten rid of the pesky good side within me. I'm completely evil."
His smile widened as he moved so their faces where inches apart. One hand was still moving in her hair, the other holding his weight over her. He nuzzled their noses and kissed the tip of hers.
"My Kira." He cooed. "So pretty, so smart."
"Thanks." Kira said shakily.
"Yes," Trent said as a frown appeared down at her. "You're a little too pretty."
With a sneer, the White Ranger smacked the girl. The hit stung her cheek and left a mark. It wasn't hard enough to bruise though.
Kira fought back the tears. Memories of her home life flooding conscious. She bit her lip when the next sting ran through her other cheek.
"Others always looking at you" he pushed on.
Trent sat up and straddle the Yellow Ptera Ranger at her waist. He took her wrist and with rope she hadn't seen tied them to the railing of the headboard. The White Ranger then turned around to face her legs. Kira began kicking wildly to get him off of her, but Trent was too heavy. With his superior strength he bound her legs to the post at the foot of the bed.
"Stop it!" The girl yelled to the boy on top of her. "Trent, please, stop it."
Paying no mind to her pleas, Trent turned and punched her in the face busting her lip.
"Shut up," He raged at her. "I'll do all of the talking."
The White Ranger firmly sat on Kira. He reached over the side of the bed and pulled out an object wrapped in a white cloth. As he unwrapped the cloth, the girl held her breath. The shiny metal blade of a dagger revealed to her. The teenage boy threw the cloth aside. He took the ivory handle in his hand and waved it in front of his victim.
"It's time for your punishment, Miss Ford." Trent said as the dagger's blade came into contact with the skin of her arm.
Hours later, Kimberly Ann Hart lied wide awake on the same bed she had been on for hours. Dr. Oliver had left her an hour ago. Tears stained her beautiful face as she thought about the abuse subjected to her.
The good doctor had molested her. Her breasts were sore and so was her private area. Her lips bruised and her scalp was on fire. She shivered and choked back a sob as memories of his rough hands surrounded her thoughts. Thank God clothes weren't removed and there was no form of penetration. All she could do was cry.
She never thought her Tommy would do something so bad to her. He had touched her in ways he swore he would have never touched her.
The former Pink Ranger, curled up into the fetal position. She wrapped her arms tightly around herself and cried. Not for herself, but for Dr. Oliver. When he is turned good again, she had no doubts he would be, he was going to regret everything and unlike the first time, the paleontologist may not be able to forgive himself.
Halfway through the torture the gymnast had forgiven her former lover. She knew it was mostly the spell. If he even thought about the things he did to her, Dr. Oliver did not have it in his heart to even accidentally hurt her physically than to intentionally hurt her.
Kim breathed in deeply. She knew she had to be there for him after all of this was done. She wasn't going to give up on him. Not ever again.
Kira woke up from her abuse. She flinched as she moved. She was unbound now and she was bloody. The cuts from Trent's dagger stung, but they weren't bad enough to leave scars.
With another try to move, the Yellow Ptera Ranger decided to remain on her back. She was aching all over.
Tears flowed down her cheeks. She was feeling pathetic. Kira had promised herself she would never be like her mother. She would never allow any man to abuse her.
Thoughts of her father's abuse on her mother filled her brain. Mr. Ford was an alcoholic. An extreme alcoholic and he always blamed his problems on his wife. Why he never amounted to anything, the reason why he never graduated from high school, why he failed his GED test, and why he lost ever job he had ever had. He even blamed his wife for Kira, saying many times that his daughter wasn't his.
It really hurt the girl. It took the man nearly killing her mother to for them to get a divorce. As soon as the procedures were over with, Kira never saw her father again. He had happily given up custody.
Now, here she was, feeling the pain her mother had suffer for years. The only difference was Kira knew that it wasn't Trent's fault. Sure, he had seen a little upset recently, but he would never have hurt her. Trent had a sweet soul.
That's why when this is all over, she was going to do all she could to get pass this and prove to the White Ranger she truly cared for him. Only him. During his torture session, Trent had continuously told her of his hatred for Conner. Kira wanted to shout out. Tell him Conner was only a big brother, nothing more.
With a shaky sigh, Kira felt her eyes grow heavy. Sleep beginning to consume her. All her thoughts told her it was her fault. This wasn't Trent's fault either. Those two thoughts followed her into slumber.