The End of Days
Title: The End of Days, Chapter 5
Author: Griddlebone/eggplantlady
Prompt: #004 - The First to See the Sunrise
Fandom: Mighty Morphin' Power Rangers
Genre: Divergence/AU/Post-Apocalyptic
Word Count: 300
Rating: T
Summary: Tommy gives some thought to his latest predicament.
Previous installments are here.
Tommy sat on cool sands and watched as the stars progressed through their nightly motions. The sight of familiar constellations tracing slow circles across the sky would have been soothing... if not for the constant feeling of being watched. Trini and Kimberly sat a short distance away from him; he could faintly hear their murmured conversation, but had long since stopped trying to eavesdrop.
Instead he let his thoughts wander to his current predicament. He wasn't sure where he was or how he had come to be there. The only things he knew for certain were that this wasn't Angel Grove... and he had no idea how to get back home, if he even could.
He supposed it could have been worse. He could have ended up in some Dark Dimension, facing evil versions of his old friends instead of... whatever these were. The girls were clearly still themselves, but they were also fundamentally different. This wasteland world had obviously had an effect on them.
They might be different from the Trini and Kimberly he had known, but he still trusted them implicitly. And so he didn't mind (too much) that they were currently deciding his fate. At least they knew where they were and what was going on, which was more than he could say for himself.
He would just have to trust them until he could find a way to get back to Angel Grove. He was sure it wouldn't be easy, but he had gotten here somehow and that meant, he hoped, that he could also go back.
Good thing he liked challenges.
Lost in his thoughts, he almost hadn't noticed that the sky was growing lighter in the east. For better or worse, the sun was rising on a new day.
Author: Griddlebone/eggplantlady
Prompt: #004 - The First to See the Sunrise
Fandom: Mighty Morphin' Power Rangers
Genre: Divergence/AU/Post-Apocalyptic
Word Count: 300
Rating: T
Summary: Tommy gives some thought to his latest predicament.
Previous installments are here.
Tommy sat on cool sands and watched as the stars progressed through their nightly motions. The sight of familiar constellations tracing slow circles across the sky would have been soothing... if not for the constant feeling of being watched. Trini and Kimberly sat a short distance away from him; he could faintly hear their murmured conversation, but had long since stopped trying to eavesdrop.
Instead he let his thoughts wander to his current predicament. He wasn't sure where he was or how he had come to be there. The only things he knew for certain were that this wasn't Angel Grove... and he had no idea how to get back home, if he even could.
He supposed it could have been worse. He could have ended up in some Dark Dimension, facing evil versions of his old friends instead of... whatever these were. The girls were clearly still themselves, but they were also fundamentally different. This wasteland world had obviously had an effect on them.
They might be different from the Trini and Kimberly he had known, but he still trusted them implicitly. And so he didn't mind (too much) that they were currently deciding his fate. At least they knew where they were and what was going on, which was more than he could say for himself.
He would just have to trust them until he could find a way to get back to Angel Grove. He was sure it wouldn't be easy, but he had gotten here somehow and that meant, he hoped, that he could also go back.
Good thing he liked challenges.
Lost in his thoughts, he almost hadn't noticed that the sky was growing lighter in the east. For better or worse, the sun was rising on a new day.