A\N: Astrum-Faith and Monkeerangerfan, thanks for the reviews! Oh, and yeah, Astrum--Billy is not the most attentive kid around...;)

KAT

Hunh.

I gaze at Kim through my spelled mirror and frown. Interesting, as a shrink might say...I didn't even know I thought of girls that way.

No. I knew. I just thought it was my brain's way of telling me that my hormones were a little off. Just puberty, nothing to worry about. Certianly not gay. It doesn't seem that I am, though. I glance at Tommy. Yeah, Tommy's hot, too. So I'm not gay. Bisexual, maybe?

The good part of me wants to scream. This knowledge seperates me, makes me different from the rest of the world. It means if I ever 'get free' (my good side's words), I'll be shunned. I'm a freak to them, although not to the evil realm. I smirk. More binding than your spell, Rita...who would've thought?

"Enjoying the veiw, kitty?"

I blush. I'm still not used to these feelings, and it feels...wrong, almost, to think of any girl this way, let alone Kim. Of course, I feel a little guilty about it being Kim, too. Now, if it were Aisha, I'd have no problems. She's strong enough to handle my having a crush on her. And Tommy would be a no-brainer. But Kim's, well, somewhat helpless.

I smirk inwardly. Isn't that the fun part, though?

"What are you thinking, sweet?" Rita asks, running her hand through my hair. She knows that bugs me.

"Quit." I snarl.

Rita chuckles. "You're like a child with candy sometimes." She glances at the mirror. "Kimmy, or Tommy?"

"Kimmy would be easier to torture." I say idly, tugging at a hangnail and remembering not to. "But Tommy would be a challenge."

"Not what I meant, kitty-kat."

"Neither. I don't worry about things like that. Just serving you." That did not come out right.

Rita smirks. "Of course. Keep telling yourself that." She turns to leave. "I don't care who you attack, just damage one of the Rangers. Make it clear you're a threat, kitty-kat, but don't let them see your face."

I nod. "As you wish."

"And for the love of Darkness stay away from Tommy. The last thing I need is for him to give you to the Rangers."

I raise an eyebrow, and Rita smiles cruelly. "You don't think they'd hate you? You're obviously staring at Kimberly. They'd break you and say you were still under my spell." She stands behind me, so I can only see her reflection in my mirror. Damn, why do my spells only wear off when I don't want them to? "Don't you remember Ashley?"

I wince. Ashley was a great football player, but she kissed a girl once. Tina, I think. And then two days later she was in the hospital, after being tied to a pole, beaten, used, and left to die. "They can't hurt me." I whisper, trying to reassure myself.

"Do you think so? Do you know how much of your power is mine?" Rita says, letting my hair cascade through her fingers. I feel filthy with her near me, and God, I hate her. She's right. My werecat gift is hers, her Magyk staining me. Rita whispers in my ear, "You are mine, Kat. And you know it, my evil apprentice."

I do. I know, all right? Stop it! Stop torturing me! I don't want your hands on me, I don't want you, I want Kim, she's sweet and pure and she won't hurt me.

Rita laughs. "Oh, don't worry. I won't hurt you, kitty. I'll make you into the finest Dark Sorceress anyone's ever seen."

"Warlock Sorceress?"

Rita sighs. "Don't try to be difficult, kitten." Pain shoots through me, and I nearly scream aloud. "Now, go. Destroy the Rangers." Her words hang in the air as she fades. "Or you'll never be safe again."

I sigh. She's right. The Rangers could kill me.

I have to fight back.