Lost in Space

By DarkHonda aka Tal

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'It didn't happen', he told himself, 'no way this could be happening; I did not shatter Zordon's energy tube, we did not just vanquished the forces of evil, I did not get my sister back again, KO-35 and Earth are not rebuilding, it's a dream. I know it is! How else can it be? How could we pull it off? Us, six teenagers, we didn't even have the attitude!

Yet… we did.

Something happened with the rage of war between good and evil, almost as it always does. An angel descended to my life, a yellow angel with a heart captivating smile and an endless optimism. She never let me lose hope, and I?

It didn't took me long to figure out how lucky I am, and like a wanderer in the desert, I lost my dull, defensive, arrogant self into her kindness, good nature and love.'

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'In that last battle, after we all got beaten, even Zhane, the mighty silver ranger was beaten. My hope was shuttered; I was beginning to relive that same chaos, hopeless fight back in KO-35, the screams, the bewildered crowd- all over again. I knew I can't let it happen again, never again.

I needed to face Astronema again, alone. I thought I could reason with her, but I was wrong, oh so wrong. It was a fight I didn't want to fight, but I had to, for the sake of the universe, for the sake of earthlings and karovans wherever they are and for the sake of me, my sanity.

I could never maintain my sanity for so long, fighting my own sister, my own flesh and blood, has ruined me to the bone.

And she was there with me, to encourage, love, support. She never let me fall, always kept me sane, kept me going and I did it. Without her sweet touch on my lips, without her reassuring words I could have never done it. I could have never won the war.

Shattering that energy tube, one which contained my old friend Zordon, was hard. It took my most enormous internal, mental power. It was hurting my friend in order to save the universe, a thing which I did when her image in my eyes.

In nights where I'm lying in my bed with her sleeping form in my arms, and my thoughts are scattered, her sweet vanilla scent rise up in my nose and I know it was for her. It always has been and always will be, I could live without a home, but I can't live without her.

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In the darkest of moments, she was there to light my life.

When I learnt Darkonda was the filth who kidnapped my sister, I raged, I mourned, I grieved. I knew immediately what became of her, the locket gave me the definite answer. The most frightening answer there could be. She hugged me. She loved me.

Her heart was the heaven of mine, loving her was what rescued me.