Chapter Fifteen

Later that day, Tommy made it home. He did not know how he made it there. He had been distracted all day, especially after seeing his future self and hearing the warning.

The poor boy was in complete shock. He was going to fighting his last battle soon. He wasn't sure when, but knowing Lord Zedd it probably would be sometime during the week.

The Green Ranger sighed as he flopped down onto his bed. He tucked his arms behind his head and stared up at his ceiling.

He absently rubbed his communicator. His future self had told him to remember his communicator. That was going to be difficult. Tommy was known for his forgetfulness, especially when he's told to remember. He only got worse the more he tried. It was a frustrating fault that he had tried to fix only to fail. He hoped that when the time came, he would for once forget to be forgetful.

That was all his future self had told the sixth Ranger. Remember his communicator. Beyond that the message was completely jumbled. His voice had faded in and out like a bad signal.

Tommy frowned and turned to lay on his side. Future Tommy had sounded so weak, like he had no more fight left in him. He sounded as if he was on the verge of collapsing.

It was all confusing, Tommy knew that he was going to lose his powers soon. He even had a feeling that it would be during or after the Ranger's next battle. So, why was he surprised to learn that he was going to be weakened by his next fight. It made no sense to him until he realized why he was so bothered. He was afraid.

Tommy Oliver was afraid. He could not only lose his powers during his final battle, but he could lose everything, his friends his family, his life. He could be weak enough to die.

The thought was so frightening that the teen began to cry. For the first time since he was thirteen Tommy allowed tears to fall from his eyes and he cried until sleep took him.

The next morning, Tommy was exhausted. Even though slept all through the night, he was dead tired. He didn't want to go to school the next day. His mind was still preoccupied by his warning from the future. He was still afraid of going into battle again. He didn't want to face his friends. But he knew he had to man up and go to school anyway. He had to face his fears. He had to be the hero he knew he was.

When he got to school, the Green Ranger saw his friends, Zack, Billy, Jason and two other guys he had never seen before. They were talking, they looked so happy and carefree. He hated to go over to them and tell them what was going on through his mind.

Waiting until the Black, Blue, and Red Rangers were alone, Tommy sighed and approached the.

"Hey, Tommy," Billy greeted him. "Kimberly told us what happed to you outside."

Tommy sighed again. He was relieved that the Pink Ranger had filled the others in. It meant it was a little less for him to tell.

"Man, it was really weird," he said. "There was some guy who looked just like me."

Even though he made it sound like he wasn't sure that he knew the message was from himself, Tommy knew deep down that the person he saw was his future self. He wanted to get his friends opinion on the vision.

You know it's quite possible we appeared from a rip in the space time continuum," the Blue Ranger pondered out loud.

Tommy listened intently, awaiting Billy's further thoughts on the situation, but it did not come. Bulk and Skull came rolling towards the male Rangers in two trash cans, causing the boys to leap over them. When they looked up at the cause, they saw a new group of bullies. Five of them to be exact and Tommy could tell they were going to be trouble.

The rest of the day was uneventful, Tommy didn't get much advice from his other friends. Trini insisted that everything would be alright, Kimberly kissed his cheek and told him that they would figure out something, Jason said that Zordon would find a way to help the Green Ranger, Zack told him that things could be worse, and Billy was scribbling in a notebook about time space continuums. All in all no real help to the sixth Ranger, but a little comforting none the less.

END OF CH. 15