Just want to thank my readers again for following my story. This is another long chapter but I just felt like I had to keep going and going. LOL Just some general info (please forgive the length there is a story below, I promise!):

For those of you interested, here's my thoughts on my story. This is information on my story UP TO AND INCLUDING the rape chapter.

I started this story with a general outline. Basically Jason is raped in the Dark Dimension by the evil Green Ranger. That's really all I had to go on for the most part. I was inspired to get my story out after reading the How You Found Me series by Frodsbaggin. (Awesome story! Be sure to check it out!) I spent a lot of time today on YouTube and Google, looking at old episodes and fan art. And of course I got inspired to write another story but I think I only handle one at a time!

Every time I've sat down and started a chapter, it moves in a direction that I don't exactly plan. I've surprised myself with some of the things I've written down. The last chapter I wrote (the rape chapter) disgusted me absolutely. I just want to make that clear. I in no way condone raping people! That chapter contained details I didn't sit down and intend to include.

As I mentioned, the personality of the evil Green Ranger is one that is very aggressive and very...accessible. He is the easiest to get out for me. I can envision this teenager who (in my story) started drinking and smoking and getting into trouble early. His home life sucked. He's very cynical and swears a lot. Deep down, he's not really a bad person. But being turned evil and given this power was just a trip to crazy town. His raping Jason was a power trip and possibly some subconscious attraction which makes him hate Jason even more. He doesn't want to be seen as gay. So that's where a lot of his rage stems from.

Jason. Hmm... well I get that he is the leader, that he's brave and stoic. Even in the show where he's fighting Goldar in the Dark Dimension, you get to see some fear on his face as he hides on the floor. Like he knows he could actually die. Sure he's the Red Ranger but he's still a teenager (basically a kid to me). I've heard several different ages thrown around (15-17) but it boils down to this: he's still a kid. So almost getting killed... yeah I wanted him to think about his parents, etc. I agree that normally Jason keeps his pain inside. I think my take on it is taking into consideration he has a concussion (which can mess with you mentally), he's exhausted from the earlier battle, and again, he's a teenager. In front of his friends, he is shoving it deep down but knowing that he begged and cried is probably going to add his mental agony. Sorry this is so long!

Jason slowly, numbly walked to the shower room in the Command Center, trying to ignore the flurry of whispers amongst his friends. He knew he was going to need medical attention but he couldn't bear having the Green Ranger's semen on him, his saliva, his fingerprints a minute longer. He stumbled slightly and caught himself. The shock and exhaustion pressed down on him making his limbs heavy.

Entering the shower room, he turned and locked the door with shaking hands. The Red Ranger cranked on the hot water and steam soon started filling the room. As he started to remove his soiled clothing, a crushing panic gripped his chest making his breathing rapid and shallow. He felt exposed still, as if someone could be watching him. Jason turned and flipped the light off.

I don't want anyone to see me. He could be watching me. Watching and getting excited again.

However, when the light was shut off, a new terror showed itself. Jason imagined Tommy hiding in the dark waiting for him, naked and brandishing his bloody knife. He couldn't get the light on fast enough.

He can't get in the Command Center anymore. Billy blocked his power coin after the first time he was here. I'm safe here. He can't get in. He can't get in. He can't see me here.

Jason started feeling his stomach roll. He barely made it to the toilet before he began heaving. The Red Ranger's whole body felt like he'd been hit by a truck as he wearily shut the lid and rested his head on his arms.

Then he suddenly started ripping off his shirt, his pants, and shoes. He barely added any cool water before he entered the shower and slammed the door. The hot water immediately burned him but he didn't care. He needed this. He needed to get the Green Ranger's fluids off of him; he was sure he smelled like him too. Grabbing a wash cloth and soap, he furiously scrubbed his skin. Jason pressed so hard and so much his wounds started bleeding fresh streams. He couldn't stop himself though.

It didn't seem like it was coming off. Jason's skin crawled; he could still smell Tommy, his body sweat and the alcohol. Gingerly, he folded the washcloth in half and dabbed his anus.

Pain coursed through him as he started scrubbing it more roughly. Images flashed through his mind unwelcome. Tommy forcing his tongue in his mouth. Tommy's mouth on his skin. The look on Tommy's face as he rammed into him over and over. Jason's blood on Tommy's mouth as the Green Ranger bit him repeatedly like a rabid dog.

His face started burning with shame as he berated himself again. Why didn't I fight harder? Why did I obey him? I can't believe I cried and begged him!

Jason wasn't one to normally show his emotions when he was afraid or in pain. God knew he suffered a lot physically as he led the Rangers in battle. The good thing about being the Red Ranger was that his uniform helped hide blood. Battles with Goldar always led to some type of bloodshed. Usually Alpha would treat his injuries after the others had left to go home. When they would notice the odd bruise or scar, Jason shrugged it off as no big deal. During one brutal battle, Goldar had cracked a couple ribs kicking the Red Ranger in the side. The other Rangers never knew about this. Period.

Why this time had he lost control of himself? The building heat in the shower was starting to make him lightheaded. The Red Ranger had completely lost track of time. Faintly he could hear tapping at the door.

"Jase, are you okay?" Kimberly's voice could just barely be heard over the running water.

Jason mentally shook himself and called out, "Yeah, I'm fine! Give me a minute!"

"We were just worried about you in there! You took a pretty hard hit to the head when Goldar... well, Billy really wants you to see him when you're done, okay?' Kimberly said, trying to keep her voice calm. They were all worried like hell about Jason. He needed some serious medical attention, especially with Goldar bashing him in the head.

Head to toe Jason was a bloody, bruised mess. It looked like he was lucky to be alive. His nose and mouth were swollen, bruising, and covered with drying blood from striking his helmet. A gash across his left cheek continued to ooze blood down the side of his neck into his collar. The shirt itself had long tears through the fabric revealing the extent of the Green Ranger's damage during their battle in the park.

Jason was so pale. It was a wonder he was standing at all. The other Rangers could tell from his red swollen eyes that he had been crying. There were even tracks through the blood drying on his face. Kimberly had always thought of Jason as a lion. Brave, strong, nothing could hurt him. He licked his wounds privately. The way he looked now should have elicited some display of pain or emotion. The blank, almost vacant affect he had was scary. This wasn't just a matter of licking his wounds alone. Something bad had happened.

Fifteen more minutes passed before Jason emerged from his shower. He dried quickly, hating the feeling of being exposed and vulnerable. Luckily the steam had clouded up the mirror over the sink. Jason had purposely avoided looking into it when he came in. He didn't want to see what he looked like right now. After he was dry, he put on some extra clothes he kept at the Command Center. To his relief they were comfortable and concealing: workout pants and a long sleeved red sweater.

Out of habit, he started to bend down and pick up his soiled clothing. Catching himself, Jason yanked his hand back. He absolutely did not want to touch them but he couldn't leave them here for the others to see. Grabbing a trash bag, he used it like a glove to pick up his clothes and get them inside without touching the fabric. He tied it tightly and hid it under the sink to throw away later. Jason then brushed his teeth vigorously until his gums started bleeding; he didn't want any trace of Tommy on him or in him.

When he did come out, Billy made a beeline for him.

"Jason, I really need to assess your condition. You've sustained quite a head injury; its possible you have a concussion."

Jason sighed. "I know you do, Billy. But I want some privacy, alright?"

"Of course, Jason."

The others were dying to find out for sure if he was okay. What else happened while he was with Goldar and Tommy? How did he escape? But they said nothing while Billy walked with Jason to the medical lab.

Back in Rita's palace, Goldar and Tommy were both recovering from their clash in the Dark Dimension. Tommy was confined to his room and Goldar to his. Rita was furious that her two warriors greatly injured each other by getting in a jealous feud. This was ridiculous.

They're supposed to be fighting the Power Rangers, not each other!

This whole situation was bizarre. First, Tommy's aggressive outburst in front of her, putting a hole in HER wall, antagonizing Goldar. After he was sent off to his room, Goldar put his two cents in on the Green Ranger, which didn't help matters. She could see for herself something was up with him. But he refused to discuss it when she sent Finster in later to examine him. Finster could find nothing wrong with the Green Ranger at all. Besides the fact that he had a very poor vocabulary, he primly reported.

Then this whole Red Ranger business! That had been one massive fuck up. How had one Power Brat caused such turmoil? Rita had promised Goldar that he could have Jason. He had served her faithfully for a very long time and was her main warrior. Of course, the Red Ranger belonged to him. During this discussion, the Green Ranger had remained silent but his face... it was frightening.

Goldar had left the Dark Dimension pissed off because Jason wasn't fighting back, only defending himself and not even doing a very good job of it. He was wobbly and uncoordinated, slow and clumsy. It wasn't the great battle he wanted.

Apparently, Tommy had learned that Jason was alone in there and attacked him. Goldar realized he wasn't in his room and found him in the Dark Dimension. When he reported to her what had happened, it was obvious he was not telling her everything. What the hell was with her warriors lately? She let it go since it couldn't be anything too serious.

Goldar went out and intercepted the Green Ranger before he got to the throne room. She could hear them through the door, harsh whispers being exchanged and she wondered if she was going to have to bring her Putty Patrol in to break them up.

Fortunately that was not the case. Tommy had entered and got on his knees before his Empress. A lengthy discussion ensued. The Green Ranger desperately wanted the Red Ranger. He listed Goldar's numerous failures and got himself worked up to the point he started yelling.

Over one little Power Punk!

She had tried to offer him all of the other Rangers but he wasn't interested at all. Rita could feel one dozy of a headache coming on. Finally, she relented. Goldar would have to be satiated with the other Power Rangers.

Obviously Goldar had overheard this and went to kill Jason quickly before Tommy got the chance. From she was told later, Jason surprised Goldar and managed to get his morpher back and teleport out. That story made absolutely no sense but neither Goldar nor the Green Ranger would say any more. Sometimes she felt like she had two teenagers instead of just one.

Again Tommy found himself in his room only this time it was locked by Rita's magic. No sneaking out this time.

Good thing for Goldar! I'm going to kill that motherfucker!

He paced back and forth oblivious to the pain he was currently in. The Green Ranger's fists opened and closed rhythmically as he moved. A smirk crossed his features as he considered he'd given as good as he'd gotten. Goldar would be feeling this battle just as much as he was. It probably would have slowed Tommy down more if he hadn't been hot with rage.

He just let Jason go! Just gave him his morpher! And that's it! GODDAMMIT!

He should have known something was up when Goldar met him in the corridor before he spoke with Rita. He'd snidely informed the Green Ranger that he didn't tell Rita what he'd done exactly, that her precious Ranger was into ass. He was going to hang onto this information. It took everything in Tommy not bust Goldar in the face. Of course, he didn't want anyone knowing he'd raped a guy.

I'm no homo! I just showed Jason who the dominant Ranger was!

Still he had to admit it felt pretty damn amazing. Jason had been so hot and tight. His scent and his taste lingered with the Green Ranger. He absolutely wanted more of him.

But that damn ape!

Tommy had been so eager to get back to the Dark Dimension and torment Jason more. He'd already decided the things he wanted to try with him. He was going to tell the other Rangers that the Red Ranger was dead and then just keep him for his sexual needs. In his opinion, it was a more deserving fate than a quick death anyways. The leader should always suffer more than the rest! And suffer he would!

The Green Ranger could still feel the way his heart practically stopped when he teleported in and did not see Jason. Instead Goldar was standing there, arms across his chest and a shit eating grin on his face. He told Tommy exactly what he'd done. At that point, the Green Ranger pretty much blacked out with rage and when he finally came around both he and Goldar lay in bloody heaps. Putties swarmed around both of them to keep them apart and Rita was screeching with fury.

Tommy knew he couldn't tell Rita the truth about the morpher without Goldar telling her he'd fucked Jason. That was between him and the Red Ranger. And God help the Red Ranger if he opened his mouth about this. He probably wouldn't though; he'd cried and begged like a little bitch. Jason would not want to admit that to anybody.

This should make it interesting when they had to face each other in battle. He'd make sure to drop little barbs to Jason whenever he could. He'd already decided also that he was going to get Jason back and pick up where he'd left off.

Back at the Command Center, Jason sat on an exam table facing Billy and absolutely refusing to let him do a more thorough assessment.

"Billy, the only thing I'm worried about is the concussion. The rest is just bumps, bruises, and scratches. I can handle those myself." Jason stubbornly explained.

"Jason, please allow me to further examine you. You've lost a lot of blood and I'm certain you require stitches..." Billy started again.

"NO, Billy. Drop it." Jason firmly put his foot down. His nerves felt frayed and his patience was at its limit. He'd let Billy do a neurological exam and treat the gash on his cheek as well as his nose. But his mouth and the rest of him were off limits. Billy could not figure out what was wrong. It was frustrating. It was obvious Jason did not want to be touched. Was it because he was just sore? Billy had doubts about that but his leader would not open up to him. What else could he do?

"Alright Jason. Please let me know if you need my assistance."

"I will take something for pain." Jason said so softly that Billy almost missed it. Jason almost never took anything, at least that he was aware of.

Silently he nodded and gave Jason what he requested.

"You should probably eat something with that. Its been a long time since lunch."

The clock on the wall informed them that it was 8 pm. The thought of food was unappealing but he knew Billy was right. Zack had went out and brought in burgers for everyone. In a couple hours, they would need to head home so they didn't get on their parents' radar. Jason was mulling over in his head what he'd say to his folks about his face but he was too exhausted and in too much pain to concoct a good story. He knew his Ranger healing would help him recover physically but it still took some time. Maybe he'd call and convince them to let him "stay at Zack's."

In reality, he did not want to leave the Command Center. The Red Ranger didn't even feel 100 percent safe here but it was better than being at home where the Green Ranger could just pop in if he wanted to. Jason felt a flash of anger inside. He wanted to pound Tommy's face so badly that it hurt. The force of this emotion caught him off guard.

Billy caught the emotion spark in Jason's eyes and wished the Red Ranger would talk to him.

**Ahhh ok. Again its getting into the wee hours of the morning. Gotta stop somewhere! Hope to update soon!