A/N: Hi everyone! We are coming close to the end of Where Ever We Go! I did want to just give a little bit of a small warning about this chapter. It's dark. Some stuff happens that might make some readers uncomfortable and some people may want to throw things at me. I'm very sorry if you feel this way. Please read and enjoy!
"Tommy!" I called out, banging on the metal wall in front of me. Why had the wall closed up like this? I knew it had been cut open. It was how I managed to get Tommy out. Why was I suddenly trapped in here now? Turning on my heel, I noticed that I was no longer standing in the cockpit area of the Dragonzord. Instead, I was in a long, slightly dark hallway. The walls were a dark grey color and low hanging orbs hung on pillars, illuminating the walk way. In the distance, I could hear the muffled jabbering of the putties and the scrapping of metal.
I was inside Serpentera.
My gut dropped at my realization as I shrunk behind one of the pillars. I couldn't risk being seen by anyone, especially if I wasn't sure exactly on the ship I was. Looking both ways, I noticed there weren't any camera hanging above my head. If they knew I was here, I was sure they would have advanced to capture me by now. Keeping my hand on my weapon, I slowly crept towards the opposite direction of the putties. It was extremely warm inside of the long Zord, sweat forming on my hands and brow as I made my way. Doorways began to appear on both sides of the hall. Some of them were open while others had doors sealing them shut.
Gripping my communicator, I tried to call for help but only heard static. I prayed that the rest of the team was heading here as well. I had somehow managed to get locked in here. I wasn't sure how. Had they taken over the Dragonzord since they were mangled together? I couldn't see how they managed to do that but Rosita was a sorceress. I imagined she could do whatever she wanted if she had enough magic. How was I going to reach the others without a way to communicate with them? They would have no clue where I was or where to even go since Tommy had seen me head to his Zord.
"In here, Goldar." Rosita's voice said ahead of me. Walking softly, I peaked into an pen doorway. Inside, I found an observation deck. Chairs were placed in front of a small control panel and a large window was set up in front of it. There was no one inside of the room, it dimly lit with one glowing orb. Through the glass, however, I could see the figure of Goldar dragging something. The other room was slightly larger and there was what seemed to be an iron gate half way across it. Goldar tossed someone into the gated section and slammed it shut. The figure moved and ran for the bars. I felt my breath hitch in my throat when I realized it was Jason.
"Let us go, Goldar!" Jason exclaimed, pulling on the bars in front of him. Goldar was struggling with someone else who he shoved into a shackled chair in the middle of the open area. Zach's head tossed back from the force while Goldar locked his wrists into the cuffs on the arm rests. Zach swore, trying to pull from his restraints. It didn't work though.
"Shut up, Red Ranger." Goldar grumbled, walking towards the left side of the room. Rosita stood there, her pet snake wrapped around her shoulders as she lazily pet it with her finger. She was dressed in a tight fighting maroon robe, gold designed imprinted on the sleeves and the bottom as she swept across the room. Reaching out, she ran a finger down Zach's face. He jumped at the contact, screams of pain echoing off the walls. A tear slid down his cheek as she drew her finger back from him.
"I thought you Power Rangers were supposed to be tougher than this. That wasn't even a little more than a tickle." She cooed, lightly kissing the snakes head. Its eyes landed on me through the glass, it's forked tongue licking the air. Rosita didn't turn to face me though. She kept to her spot by Zach, eyeing him like a new toy.
"I guess what they say about witches is true; they are all old and ugly." Zach panted, glaring up at her. She chuckled, pressing her finger tips to his temple. His back arched as he writhed it pain, his screams turning silent as she continued to do whatever dark magic she was doing.
"Stop it!" Jason roared, slamming himself against the bars of the cage. They didn't even budge as he crumbled to the floor from the impact. Rosita let go of Zach who collapsed back into the chair, his breaths coming out in a shallow way.
"You must be the fearless leader I've heard so much about." Rosita said, stepping towards the cage. Jason pulled himself up to his feet, holding the bars firmly in his palms. "Tommy didn't mention how handsome you were. I can see why he feared you in the Pink Ranger were always off doing things behind his back. I'm sorry to hear about your wife. Of course, I'm sure it's easier without her around. Leaves you open to explore things with Kimberly."
"You don't have a clue what you're talking about." Jason said in a low, dangerous voice. I could see the rage on his face and the hatred growing in his eyes as he looked at the evil sorceress. "Where's my son?" My stomach dropped to the floor. JC was here? Where? How did this happen? Had Rosita found them all at Jason's cabin and captured them? I had to find the baby before anything happened to him.
"No worries. I'm sure Goldar has made sure he is comfortable with my putties." She replied, shrugging her shoulders as she turned back to Zach. "Your friend here isn't' as fun as you are, Jason. I think his time here is done."
"What? No!" Jason called out as Rosita grabbed Zach's temples in her hands. His eyes rolled back in his head as a gold line shined from her. His skin paled slightly as he sagged back in the chair. As she released him, his restraints popped open, but Zach made no movement to escape. He made no movement at all. Frantically, I looked around the room for some entrance into the other room. There had to be a way for me to get in there and to save them. There were no doors to be found and the buttons on the control panel did nothing as I slammed my hands on all of them. Tears clouded my eyes as I did my best to not look at what I knew was Zach's corpse.
"Remove his body." Rosita said nonchalantly to Goldar. I watched in horror as the gold-plated beast swung Zach's body over his shoulder before tossing it into a heap in the corner of the room. Walking over to the cage, he swung the door open and yanked Jason from inside. He fought against him, but he was no use without any powers against the warrior. He shoved him into the chair and the cuffs locked around his wrists.
"No, no, no!" I said, slamming on the glass in front of me. No one seemed to hear me though as I made it rattle in place. Jason pulled on his wrists fiercely, trying his best to break out of the.
"Now, Jason. You are going to tell me what I want to know, or your son isn't going to make it to his next birthday." Rosita said, leaning in close to Jason's face. Goldar stepped forward and I saw he had a bundle of blankets in his arms. They stirred, and JC's face stuck out from them. He smiled when he saw his father, his dimples poking through and his brown eyes shimmering with glee. He held his arms up to him, but Jason couldn't move.
"Let them go!" I screamed, banging on the glass again. Like before, no one seemed disturbed by my screaming.
"What are the other rangers secret powers?" Rosita asked, stepping towards Goldar. "I already know Tommy's. What about the rest of your little friends?"
"Go to Hell." Jason growled, glaring at her. Raising an eye brow, she gently placed a hand on JC's forehead. He let out a loud shriek, tears streaming down his face as he wiggled in Goldar's arms. I shoved myself against the glass hoping to break it as Jason nearly broke his bones to pull out of the cuffs. Rosita let go of JC and glanced over at Jason. Tears welled in his eyes, one slipping down his cheek as he looked over at his son.
"Hurt me. Please. Just don't hurt him anymore." He said in a hushed tone. Tears now flowed freely down my own face as I searched again for a way to get into the room. Any way to get to the and to stop her from hurting them. In my mind, I begged for the rest of the team to get here. What was taking them so long? They knew I was gone and they should know by now where I had probably ended up. Why weren't they here yet? I tried my communicator again but all it did was beep three times before fading out.
"What are their powers?"
"I'm not betraying the Power Rangers." Jason said, locking eyes with Rosita. She pursed her lips, tapping a long manicured red nail on her chin.
"But, why not? They are the reason your wife is dead. If they hadn't put all that stress on her or you, she wouldn't have lost the baby or her life. Why stand up for people who wouldn't do the same for you?"
"You're the reason Trini is dead, not them!" He exclaimed. "If you didn't attack us, she wouldn't have had that kind of trauma to her body."
"No, Jason. If your friends would have just listened to me, she wouldn't have had to be there. You and your friends are the reason why Trini died. Now, if you don't tell me their powers, you will be the reason why your son died as well."
"Never." He said, trying his restraints again. Sighing, she shook her head. Again, she touched little JC's head. He howled in pain again, trying his best to pull away from her reach. Jason let out a scream of pure anguish as he tried to get to his son. I ripped off my helmet, pounding the glass with it. It didn't even leave a mark. I let it drop to the floor as I leaned up against the glass.
"Just tell her, Jason!" I sobbed out. "Make it stop! Just tell her!"
"Well?" She asked, not lifting her hand from JC. Jason shook his head, raw emotion dripping down his face. JC began to scream louder, his body twitching in Goldar's arms.
"Listen to me! Rocky has super speed, Aisha has super sonic screaming, Billy has built in armor, Adam can become invisible and I can see into the future." I bellowed out. "I will tell you! LET THEM GO!" I pleaded to no one, knowing they couldn't hear me. JC let out a small little shriek before he stopped moving altogether. His eyes drooped shut and his skin whitened to a sickening color. "NO! JASON! STOP! STOP THIS! HE'S JUST A BABY!" I sobbed out, collapsing against the glass. This couldn't be happening. Trini and Jason's baby weren't dead.
"Put the body with the other one." Rosita chirped, stepping away from Goldar. The giant ape walked over to Zach's body and set little JC down on him. My chest ached at the sight of my god son's body, laying limp on my team mate's body. "Jason, you've lost everything. Your wife. Your friends. Your son. Why on Earth would you want to help them now?" Rosita asked in a soft tone, almost in a soothing way. Jason trembled where he sat, his eyes fixed on JC. "The Power Rangers costed you everything. Everyone you love is dead. Your entire family, slaughtered, thanks to their negligence. They cared nothing for you after you left them. After you devoted your life to helping them save the world. And this is the thank you that they give to you in return? You blind devotion to them to ill-given."
"I…" He mumbled out, tears brimming his eyes. He was soaked in his own tears and sweat, his face pale. "JC." He whispered.
"Shh." She cooed, rubbing his arm. He didn't flinch in pain like I expected. "I know. It's hard to watch someone you love die. But, at least you know that you are about to see all of them again." Pulling her arm back, she placed it on his forehead. Like with Zach, a gold glow began to envelop her hand. It spread over Jason whose eyes widened in surprise. Quickly, I grabbed the chair next to me and threw it towards the window. It went right through it, shattering the glass into a million pieces.
"STOP!" I screamed, jumping through. Rosita dropped her hand to her side and I saw the it was too late. Jason's hollow looking eyes gazed into space, all the life drained from him.
"Hello, Kimberly." Rosita said, smiling as she turned to face me. "I need you to wake up now." Ignoring her, I ran over to Jason. Grabbing his face, I slapped it lightly.
"Jason, wake up." I said, shaking him. It was no use. I could see that he was dead, but I couldn't make myself stop shaking him.
"Wake up, Kimberly." Rosita said again. "Wake up."