Glad you liked my last chapter. It was a lot of fun to write. I really have to say that I like writing from the evil Green Ranger's point of view. Not because I like him or anything but because his "personality" definitely comes through to me. I think the parts with just him or him and Goldar are parts I don't even really edit. He runs the show so to speak. I have a general story outline but I pretty much let the characters do their own thing. I don't particularly know whats going to happen in a chapter until I start it. Glad you're enjoying the ride with me; now on with the show! **Warning: this is a pretty graphic and violent chapter. Proceed with caution!***
Jason stared up at Tommy, his expression a mixture of terror and confusion. The Green Ranger smirked. "Nothing smart to say now, huh?" Jason didn't answer; he just held his hands up ready to grab the blade if necessary in order to try and save himself. He trembled under Tommy's weight and it excited the aggressive teen.
He's mine.
Like lightning, the blade shot forward until it rested against Jason's cheek.
"Hands over your head!" Tommy ordered.
The Red Ranger's hands began to shake badly as tried to comply with the command.
"Come on, come on! Move it!"
Finally Jason was able to choke out a few stuttering words.
"T...T... Tommy. Don't... d..do this."
"If you don't do what I tell you, then I will gut you right here right now, no hesitation. Do you understand?" Tommy snarled.
"Ok, o...k."
Jason had never been more afraid in his life. He always knew the potential was there for him to be seriously injured or killed but it somehow seemed so remote. He was the Red Ranger, leader of the Power Rangers. He'd defeated countless monsters, including Goldar, leading his team to victory against Rita. The other Rangers looked to him for strength and guidance. They trusted him absolutely to lead them.
But the reality was that he was still a teenager, a high school student who played football, taught martial arts, volunteered. He even had a curfew and chores. His mom rode his back about homework and grades and being home in time for dinner.
That thought wounded him deeply more than the rest. His parents.
I'll never see them again. Will they even know what happened to me?
Tears started to slid down from the corners of his eyes and run along his temple to drip on the floor. Slowly he laid hands alongside each other over his head. He was bracing himself for the knife to be plunged into his vulnerable chest or stomach. But Tommy slid down Jason's body until he was laying on him.
"Awwww... what's this?" he taunted, moving the edge of his knife gently up Jason's cheek to catch a tear. He laughed again and began stroking Jason's jawline with the flat side of the blade then moving it down his neck. The Red Ranger's pulse was thundering wildly; Tommy could feel it.
"Can you imagine what it feels like? To know you're bleeding out and going to die? To choke on your own blood as it pours out of your mangled throat?" the evil Green Ranger whispered.
It was so exhilarating. He controlled Jason's world; he could decide to take his life whenever he felt like it. In a way, he was God right now. The mental anguish he was putting the Red Ranger through was really starting to turn him on.
Jason squeezed his eyes shut, his body tensed. He didn't want to see the knife coming.
He's going to kill me! I'm going to die! There's nothing I can do to stop him!
He felt the Green Ranger move and a wet sensation started to move along his neck from his collarbone up to his jaw.
He's cutting me! Oh God someone help me! I don't want to die!
There was no pain with the wetness. Jason could still feel it cooling on his skin as the sensation moved to his lips. His eyes opened quickly and he realized Tommy was licking his mouth. Jason gasped and Tommy used this opportunity to thrust his tongue inside and taste his enemy. He dominated Jason's mouth, deepening the kiss and roughly bruising his lips.
Reflexively Jason's arms came down and started hitting and shoving at the Green Ranger. What the hell?
Tommy jerked back and furiously slashed Jason's cheek with the blade. Jason screamed as he felt fresh blood next thing he knew, the Green Ranger was screaming in his face.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP, RED RANGER! PUT YOUR GODDAMN HANDS OVER YOUR HEAD OR SO HELP ME I'LL CARVE YOUR FACE LIKE A JACK O'LANTERN!"
Jason tried to comply; his terror was beginning to take over completely. It seemed an eternity but soon his hands were back alongside his head.
"That's better," Tommy cooed.
With his free hand, he reached down and found the hem of Jason's shirt. He worked his hand under and ran his fingers up Jason's lacerated side. Stinging pain arched through Jason's torso and he bit back another scream. Pain and terror were balling up together in his mind as Tommy sat up and removed his own shirt. He threw it aside and started working on pulling Jason's up.
No, no, no, no!
"Don't fight me, Jase," he warned.
Soon Jason's red shirt lay wadded up next to Tommy's green one. The Green Rangers eyes flashed green and lust was clearly written on his face as he gazed at his victim's well defined chest and abdomen. The bloody gashes decorating Jason's body nearly tipped him over the edge. Moving quickly, he leaned down and lapped at the blood oozing from Jason's injured cheek.
God, he tastes so good! I want him!
His hand roamed over the Red Ranger's blood slick skin, feeling every bulging, trembling muscle. He found a nipple and stroked it until it hardened. Breathing heavily, Tommy worked his tongue over his captive's flesh, along his jaw, down his neck and over his collarbone. His tongue glided to find the nipple he had teased earlier. With an aggressive growl, he bit down on it, enjoying Jason's agonized yell. He could tell the Red Ranger was fighting his instinct to defend himself, his eyes on the blade Tommy grasped tightly in his hand. Every now and then his arms jerked and rose slightly before he forced them down again.
He continued down Jason's abdomen, licking and sucking at his skin. When he got to the top of Jason's pants, his tongue dipped under slightly, playfully. At this point, Jason's body was trembling so badly it felt like he was vibrating; he couldn't bear this any more. He sat up quickly intending to shove the Green Ranger off. The sudden upward movement caused Jason's vision to start swirling again. He felt lightheaded as his already battered brain struggled to handle the stress. His eyes rolled up in his head and he flopped backward onto the floor.
Tommy took advantage of this and jumped up to remove the rest of his clothing. He roughly unbuckled Jason's jeans and quickly pulled them off along with his boxers. Then the Green Ranger situated himself between the Red Ranger's legs and ran his free hand up and down Jason's muscular thigh.
I need to get his attention. The best part is coming up.
Taking his knife, he started nicking the sensitive insides of Jason's thighs. Jason cried out and tried to sit up again.
"DOWN!" Tommy bellowed, moving the knife so that the flat side was against the Red Ranger's penis. Jason froze in horror, sweat starting to stand out on his body.
"T...Tommy, no!" Jason pleaded, shaking all over.
The blade moved teasingly up and down the shaft and along the head.
"Beg me, Jason. Beg for my dick."
Jason let out a sob. He didn't want to beg the Green Ranger to have sex and he didn't want to lose his penis either. And I don't want to die! I want to go home! Even if I do what he says, he's still going to kill me!
Tommy seemed to be able to read this thought.
"How bad it hurts before I do it depends on you. Its in your best interest to do what I tell you."
Swallowing back the bile in his throat, Jason shut his eyes and his face burned with shame as he begged the Green Ranger.
"Please... Tommy."
"Please what?"
"Please...f-f-f-fuck...me."
Tommy smiled sadistically. He spit into his palm and started to stroke his erection. Jason stared, horrified at what was going to happen. He was going to be torn in half! Tommy's penis was very thick; there was no way it was going to fit. Again, he spit and roughly rubbed at Jason's anus. At the contact, Jason started openly crying again and begging Tommy not to go through with it.
"Oh God... Tommy, no... please no...don't!"
"Shut it, Red Ranger!"
He gripped Jason roughly and lined his penis up with his virgin opening. Slowly, teasingly, he pressed his head against the tight muscle. Jason could feel it starting to give. The pain started to build as inch by inch Tommy's penis invaded his body. He felt like he was going to go insane.
Tommy felt the same way. He pulled back and viciously rammed in again as hard as he could. Jason screamed in absolute agony as he felt himself tearing. The pain and the tears were fuel to the Green Ranger's fire. Every scream and sob spurred him on.
"You know you like this, Red Ranger. I wish the other Rangers could see their great leader. Taking it in the ass like a bitch!" He then viciously bit Jason like a dog right on his shoulder. Jason could barely draw breaths between his screams; his world was a bright red ball of agony.
Oh God, please... someone help me! Zordon, where are you? I need help! Please!
The Green Ranger continued biting, his thrusting becoming more violent and brutal.
A flash of light in the Dark Dimension signaled the arrival of Goldar. He had been back down the hall and noticed that the Green Ranger was gone. He just knew he'd find him in the Dark Dimension trying to take what was his.
"Green Ranger! I told you..." his voice failed him at the scene he was witnessing.
Tommy's head snapped up, his eyes practically green fire and he snarled at the intruder.
"GET THE FUCK OUT!"
Goldar fell back a step and quickly disappeared.
That bastard was going to rat him out; he needed to hurry and finish. His jaw was starting to ache horribly from what he'd done to Jason, who'd stopped making noise and was staring blankly over the Green Ranger's shoulder, tears still pouring silently from his eyes.
He felt his climax coming and let out his own ragged yell as he came in Jason. God, that felt amazing! Pulling out he stood up and dressed. Looking back down at the destroyed Red Ranger, he evilly spit in his face. Then he teleported out to explain himself to Rita.
After he'd gone, Jason lay naked on the cold floor, covered in blood, semen, and spit. He could feel a piece of himself broken, shattered into a million fragments. How could he go on? Did he even want to survive this? Maybe being dead would be better. His mind drifted to his family, to the other Rangers. He saw each face vividly. How could he protect them when he couldn't even protect himself? Why did he just lay there? Why didn't he fight harder? He should have been able to stop this. Did this really just happen? Was he really just raped?
No, this can't be true. Its the concussion. That's all. Its a dream.
The fiery pain radiating from his anus said otherwise. He started shivering and shaking. The Green Ranger would probably come back. He'd left without killing him. What if he wanted seconds? Hopefully it would be Goldar and he'd just strike him where he lay.
Goldar.
He'd seen what the Green Ranger had done. He knew. Jason had never felt so humiliated. Or so worthless. What was the point in escaping now?
Get up, Ranger! You can't just lay down now. Get up! Get up! Get up!
I can't. I can't go on.
Get up, Ranger!
There was still a spark left in him. A small one to be sure but it was there. Jason was a little surprised. Carefully, he rolled to his side and sat up, avoiding sitting directly on his buttocks. He felt more fluids running out of him and started gagging. He desperately wanted to cover himself. Fighting back the heaving, he felt around in the mist for his clothes.
Jason found his shirt and eased it on over his bloody wounds. He used his boxers to help staunch the blood running down the backs of his thighs from his brutalized anus. When he felt he had the bleeding under control, he gingerly pulled on his pants and slipped his sneakers on. Tears still dripped from his eyes and trickled down his cheeks, stinging the laceration Tommy had put there. It would probably scar, Jason thought distractedly.
A flash of light from the corner of his eye caught Jason's attention. Goldilocks was back. Jason just stared up at him, making no move to defend himself. Strangely, Goldar just looked at him and said nothing for several minutes.
Finally he spoke in his low gravely voice.
"Green Ranger thinks he's coming back to "play" with you some more. Rita's given in and taken you from me." He growled. "You were mine. Not his. However, no amount of time will make you the Red Ranger you once were. He destroyed you in a way I never considered. I don't think you will be a problem anymore, Jason."
Then he laughed. "I've got a little surprise for Tommy though." He tossed something at Jason. It was his morpher!
Jason looked up at Goldar stunned.
"I already pulverized your communicator. But you can teleport out with the power coin."
"Why are letting me go?" Jason asked quietly.
"Like I said, you are broken. Of no consequence. Not to mention, I can't wait to see the look on the Green Ranger's face when he finds out your gone. And since Rita wants to rescind on her word, I'm not too concerned with giving her your coin," he smirked. "Its probably best you were going now, Jason. I can guarantee Tommy wants more of you."
Jason slowly pulled himself to a standing position. His eyes never left Goldar as he teleported to the Command Center.
Goldar stood standing in the Dark Dimension. That would show that smart mouthed son of a bitch! He wanted to wait around for the Green Ranger to return and discover that his pet was gone. He had no more than finished that thought when Tommy appeared. The look on his face as he whirled around looking for Jason was worth the battle scars he got that day when Tommy exploded. The Green Ranger had his own wounds that needed stitching up afterward. The tension between them could be cut with a knife from then on.
Jason felt some measure of relief as the Command Center appeared before him. The other Rangers spun around, their faces lighting up instantly. "Jase, your back!" Trini exclaimed. Their faces immediately fell when they took in Jason's physical condition. When their gazes went to Jason's face, they felt stricken with fear. Something wasn't right.
Jason was doing his best to keep his face neutral even though on the inside he wanted to fall to his knees screaming. But he couldn't keep his agony out of his eyes. It was obvious he'd been crying.
"Jason, what happened?" Zack cried.
Keeping his voice as even as he could, Jason answered, "Nothing. Just got the shit beat out of me." Again, there was that weird glint to his eye. Even though they knew he had to be in a lot of pain, he was eerily calm. Almost shut down on some level.
Jason stood looking out at his friends. I don't ever want them to know. I don't want to think about it. I won't think about it. We need to focus on getting Zordon back, on getting Rita stopped. Goldar's words had stung him. He said he was broken; of no consequence. Jason didn't want to add to his shame by proving Goldar right. He knew Tommy thought the same thing. It gave him something to hang onto, something to focus his thoughts on other than...that. He'd force it down; he'd deal with it later. There was no time to find a new Red Ranger and bring him up to speed. No one could be prepared for something this. Jason would have to manage. He'd HAVE to face Tommy in battle again.
Billy was running up to him, talking about treating his injuries. When he reached out a hand, Jason reflexively pulled away. "I'm coming, Billy. Its nothing serious."
Looking at him said otherwise but Jason insisted on using the shower room before he'd let Billy treat him.
** OK I gotta stop here. Its almost 2:30 am. This was not an easy chapter to write. I had to start and stop several times. I felt horrible for Jason. Again, Green Ranger came through loud and clear. Definitely a vile character. I'd like to kick his ass to be honest.
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