Chapter Eleven
White Ranger Tommy was walking around the park, looking for the other Rangers. He was still dizzy from the earlier attack and he really could not drive home himself. His head hurt too. It was almost like he hadn't eaten anything in two days but he knew that wasn't it. His vision was a bit blurry too, so when he saw another him he was confused.
"Huh?" he said shaking his head to try to get rid of the image.
"Hello Tommy," the evil Green Ranger said darkly. "Allow me to introduce myself."
"What's goin' on? Who are you?" the White Ranger asked not wanting to believe his eyes or ears.
"I'm the Green Ranger."
Tommy stared at his twin. It couldn't be true. The Green Ranger was gone.
"Maybe I got knocked on the head too hard earlier," he said to in a loud whisper.
"Afraid not," evil Tommy said with a wicked smile.
"How can this be happening?"
"Easy. The Wizard of Deception," the Green Ranger answered.
The Green Ranger stared at his twin. The White Ranger looked weak, pathetic. It would be all too easy to defeat him.
"My hair," Tommy said touching the spot where his hair was cut.
"Correct," said the evil one.
Tommy stared at the Green Ranger. He was almost a perfect mirror image of himself, except for the green clothes and his hair was tied back and his eyes, they were dark.
"You're evil," he said.
The Green Ranger laughed.
"Of course," he said. "And soon I will be the only Tommy in this world."
Tommy pushed the communication button on his communicator.
"Don't bother calling your friends," Green Tommy said. "They're no longer part of this time."
Tommy glared at his evil twin.
"What did you do to them?"
"I did nothing to them, not that didn't want to," the Green Ranger grinned. "My master sent them back in time."
Tommy could not believe it. Not only was there an evil version of himself walking around, and boy did he remember how bad that was the first time, but he was alone. How was he going to survive this battle?
END OF CH. 11