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Jason’s body collapsed to some sort of hard stone surface. His senses were completely disoriented. The last thing he remembered, he was fighting an ancient space emperor with his four closest friends in the ruins of his hometown. Something had gone horribly wrong, and now he was here. The problem was, he didn’t know where, or even when “here” really was.
Groaning in agony, Jason placed his hands to the rock floor he laid upon, and he slowly lifted himself to his feet. A cursory scan of the area told him he was in some sort of ancient ruin, with eroded stone covered in fresh vines. The entire area seemed like it was out of some sort of old adventure movie or video game, but he found himself unsettled by the simple fact that he didn’t know the way out. Most troubling of all was that he was no longer transformed into the Red Ranger, and a quick pat-down on himself failed to turn up his trusted morpher.
The Ranger turned around, seeing that he was standing near a burst open pod of some sort. The capsule was very much a part of the wall, but it was evident something had torn from it. To him it seemed obvious that he was the being in question, but that didn’t answer his most pressing of questions. Zack, Billy, Trini, and Kimberly had been standing alongside him in a heated battle in what was left of their home. They’d finally made it to the showdown they were seeking with Zedd and were even starting to win, only for it to all be gone in a flash of light. Now he knew where none of them were, including the warlord. Jason spat on the ground as he surveyed the area. Great.
“Well, this is Zedd’s doing,” Jason assumed out loud as he looked around the dilapidated chamber. What else could have happened?
There was so much to process that he decided he had better start with the easy part: getting out of here. At least, it sounded easy. There was no kind of exit anywhere to be seen, just rough walls in the square room he was trapped in. He sighed as he quickly moved to the nearest wall to look for any sort of structural weakness. He wasn’t sure what he would do if he found it, seeing as he had no idea how to transform back into the Red Ranger without his power morpher. Without it he was just a normal, run of the mill human. Small steps, he had to remind himself.
He finally received a glimmer of victory when he found a small gap in the wall, with light and heat coming through. His heart pounded, but he wasn’t sure if it was from excitement or if his adrenaline was still pumping from the battle that felt like it was only minute ago. He found another gap, and realized he was on a sealed doorway. With no other options, Jason shoved the stone wall as hard he could. Dust fell from above him, and the rock wall slowly moved backwards. He kept the pressure up, and it finally collapsed backwards with an echoing thud to reveal a new room at the end of a doorway.
Instantly he knew where the heat was coming from. In the center of the room was a massive chasm filled with flames. The only way across appeared to be a narrow stone pathway, barely wider than his foot. Another exasperated sigh escaped him. He couldn’t help but think about how he didn’t have time for this. Yet, it was his only options, so he pressed on.
He was never the acrobat Kimberly was, so he had to take small, careful steps. Keeping one foot in front of the other, he watched each deliberate step as he wobbled uneasily, holding his hands out for balance. It didn’t help that he could feel the heat of the flames he was staring down at as he crossed. Steady, careful steps were all he focused on. At the same time he reminded himself his friends and enemies were somewhere out there. Falling and dying simply wasn’t an option.
He made it across and jogged away from the pit with a relieved gasp. Turning to look back at the pit he’d navigated across, he felt pretty good. Smalls steps and little victories were all he could focus on while he tried to understand what was happening.
Full of confidence, he turned back to the newest door only to receive a swift punch to the face, sending him to the floor.
Groaning in agony, Jason placed his hands to the rock floor he laid upon, and he slowly lifted himself to his feet. A cursory scan of the area told him he was in some sort of ancient ruin, with eroded stone covered in fresh vines. The entire area seemed like it was out of some sort of old adventure movie or video game, but he found himself unsettled by the simple fact that he didn’t know the way out. Most troubling of all was that he was no longer transformed into the Red Ranger, and a quick pat-down on himself failed to turn up his trusted morpher.
The Ranger turned around, seeing that he was standing near a burst open pod of some sort. The capsule was very much a part of the wall, but it was evident something had torn from it. To him it seemed obvious that he was the being in question, but that didn’t answer his most pressing of questions. Zack, Billy, Trini, and Kimberly had been standing alongside him in a heated battle in what was left of their home. They’d finally made it to the showdown they were seeking with Zedd and were even starting to win, only for it to all be gone in a flash of light. Now he knew where none of them were, including the warlord. Jason spat on the ground as he surveyed the area. Great.
“Well, this is Zedd’s doing,” Jason assumed out loud as he looked around the dilapidated chamber. What else could have happened?
There was so much to process that he decided he had better start with the easy part: getting out of here. At least, it sounded easy. There was no kind of exit anywhere to be seen, just rough walls in the square room he was trapped in. He sighed as he quickly moved to the nearest wall to look for any sort of structural weakness. He wasn’t sure what he would do if he found it, seeing as he had no idea how to transform back into the Red Ranger without his power morpher. Without it he was just a normal, run of the mill human. Small steps, he had to remind himself.
He finally received a glimmer of victory when he found a small gap in the wall, with light and heat coming through. His heart pounded, but he wasn’t sure if it was from excitement or if his adrenaline was still pumping from the battle that felt like it was only minute ago. He found another gap, and realized he was on a sealed doorway. With no other options, Jason shoved the stone wall as hard he could. Dust fell from above him, and the rock wall slowly moved backwards. He kept the pressure up, and it finally collapsed backwards with an echoing thud to reveal a new room at the end of a doorway.
Instantly he knew where the heat was coming from. In the center of the room was a massive chasm filled with flames. The only way across appeared to be a narrow stone pathway, barely wider than his foot. Another exasperated sigh escaped him. He couldn’t help but think about how he didn’t have time for this. Yet, it was his only options, so he pressed on.
He was never the acrobat Kimberly was, so he had to take small, careful steps. Keeping one foot in front of the other, he watched each deliberate step as he wobbled uneasily, holding his hands out for balance. It didn’t help that he could feel the heat of the flames he was staring down at as he crossed. Steady, careful steps were all he focused on. At the same time he reminded himself his friends and enemies were somewhere out there. Falling and dying simply wasn’t an option.
He made it across and jogged away from the pit with a relieved gasp. Turning to look back at the pit he’d navigated across, he felt pretty good. Smalls steps and little victories were all he could focus on while he tried to understand what was happening.
Full of confidence, he turned back to the newest door only to receive a swift punch to the face, sending him to the floor.