1.1 - I'm here because
Adam was exhausted. He hurt all over. The battle had been long and hard. Even with nearly a dozen rangers, they had nearly lost the fight against Thrax. And he was older now, nearly a decade had passed since he had last suited up. Maybe he really was too old. He rubbed his shoulder, trying to get some of the aches out. Maybe rangering wasn't for him anymore.
He laughed. Even with the pain, these last weeks had been the highlight of his life ever since he had handed his morpher over to Carlos.
The door flew open, and Adam, reflexes already heightened, sprang into action, until he realized who had entered his apartment.
"Rocky!" he exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"
Rocky held up a paper, and he saw Kimberly Hart's byline under the headline "Ranger Teams Take Down Thrax."
"Oh," Adam said without missing a beat. "That. I should have called and told you, but -"
"What were you thinking?" Rocky exploded. "After everything, after you almost died. You promised that you wouldn't do this again. You know that your morpher is broken, all of ours are." Rocky continued ranting at him for nearly five minutes before he paused for breath.
"But my morpher isn't broken," Adam protested. "Not any more. The Sentinel Knight, he fixed it."
Rocky just glared at him.
"On my honor," Adam said. "See, look?" He held out his morpher, showing Rocky that there was no sign of the damage. "Its tapped into the grid this time. Not my life force."
Rocky was unimpressed. "So why haven't you given it back?" he asked.
Adam stared at him. "I..."
"The fight is over, isn't it?"
"Well. They might need me again..."
Rocky put a hand on his shoulder, and Adam winced in pain. "Adam, you know what the power does to you. You need help. Promise me."
Adam sighed. He didn't think there was a problem, but... "Fine," he agreed. "I'll go talk to someone. Since you asked."
He laughed. Even with the pain, these last weeks had been the highlight of his life ever since he had handed his morpher over to Carlos.
The door flew open, and Adam, reflexes already heightened, sprang into action, until he realized who had entered his apartment.
"Rocky!" he exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"
Rocky held up a paper, and he saw Kimberly Hart's byline under the headline "Ranger Teams Take Down Thrax."
"Oh," Adam said without missing a beat. "That. I should have called and told you, but -"
"What were you thinking?" Rocky exploded. "After everything, after you almost died. You promised that you wouldn't do this again. You know that your morpher is broken, all of ours are." Rocky continued ranting at him for nearly five minutes before he paused for breath.
"But my morpher isn't broken," Adam protested. "Not any more. The Sentinel Knight, he fixed it."
Rocky just glared at him.
"On my honor," Adam said. "See, look?" He held out his morpher, showing Rocky that there was no sign of the damage. "Its tapped into the grid this time. Not my life force."
Rocky was unimpressed. "So why haven't you given it back?" he asked.
Adam stared at him. "I..."
"The fight is over, isn't it?"
"Well. They might need me again..."
Rocky put a hand on his shoulder, and Adam winced in pain. "Adam, you know what the power does to you. You need help. Promise me."
Adam sighed. He didn't think there was a problem, but... "Fine," he agreed. "I'll go talk to someone. Since you asked."