Chapter Six

In a cave, probably in the middle of nowhere or, more than likely in another dimension, Tommy struggled in the grasps of his kidnappers as they appeared. He had to get away. That was all he knew. He had to get away. He did not want to find out what Lord Zedd had planned for him.

"Welcome," Goldar sneered. "To the dark chamber Green Ranger."

Tommy glared. He did not notice the golden monkey warrior when he first transported into the cave. The Green Ranger was not happy to see this enemy at all. He hated Goldar and he hated the monkey's gravelly quips.

"Great, I am in a different dimension," he thought. "And I have to deal with this lame brain."

He continued to struggle, trying to break free. Goldar paid him no attention to the teen's struggles as he summoned Lord Zedd's staff into his clawed hand.

"When I'm finished with you, your mind will be controlled by Lord Zedd," The Golden clad warrior proclaimed.

Tommy fought harder to break free. He did not want his mind taken over again. Once was enough for him.

"No way, Goldar," he exclaimed.

He had to fight.

"Oh, yes," Goldar gloated. "You'll then return to your friends and convince them to call up the Sword of Power, steal it, and bring it back to me."

"Never," he exclaimed. "I'll never turn against my friends again, Goldar."

He had to keep on fighting.

There was no way Tommy was going to betray his friends' trust in him.

"Oh, yes you will, Tommy," Goldar said as he raised the staff and pointed it in the Green Ranger's direction.

Red flames shot from the top of the staff and into the teen's body. Tommy fell to his knees as the Z-Putties released him. The Green Ranger tried to fight the power of the spell but quickly failed. The light of goodness in his mind swept away and replaced by the familiar darkness of evil. He lifted his head and stared up at the mutated monkey with wings. His eyes glowed red.

His fight was over. At least, externally.

"I will obey you," he said confirming the spells take over and that was the last thing he says before his mind turned to his own thoughts.

Inside his body, his good side and bad side were arguing. The evil was strong and fierce, while the good was weak and meek.

"I will betray the other Rangers," his mind said. "Lord Zedd will triumph."

"No," his heart proclaimed weakly. "You can't."

"I will," his mind said. "It is my duty."

"No, you're a Power Ranger."

"I'm evil," the evil side justified. "And the Power Rangers will pay for their goodness. I will have my revenge for what they did to me the last time."

Tommy's good heart remained quiet. He wanted to fight but he could not. It was powerless to stop the evil within him. It cried inwardly already grieving for his friends, their trust, and friendship he held with them.

END OF CH. 6