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Jason Lee Scott: The Tale of the Golden Eagle
Chapter One: Trouble in Paradise

By: Derek A.k.a Splush

Things were going great for Jason. He was young, some-what successful , and he shared an apartment with the woman of his dreams. After their experience with Divatox at the Island of Muranthias, Kimberly and Jason explored their friendship further and found a passionate romance. Kim was still training under the renowned coach Gunthar Schmidt, but not for the Pan- Globals. It had been two years since she took the gold in that tournament and she had broadened her horizon. The former pink ranger now put her heart and soul into training for the Olympics.

Surprisingly Jason found a career in acting. A career he never pictured himself partaking in, he always imagined himself opening his own Karate school. But fate stepped in and while teaching a class at a local dojo a talent scout spotted him and to his own surprise Jason discovered his acting skills weren't as shabby as he thought. It was rough at first he landed a few roles here in there, nothing big. But his big break came and in three months he would start filming in his first leading role. The movie was a Jackie Chan blockbuster in which Jason portrayed a straight laced cop who stands up to his department's corruption.

Things appeared to be going great. The key word in that sentence would be appeared, for there was a black hole in his life consuming all his happiness. Jason could not adapt to life as a civilian, once a ranger always a ranger. But that was the problem he wasn't a keeper of the power anymore. Not since his Gold Ranger days. He was heartbroken when he had to part with his powers for the second time, but with a sigh he let life continue. At first he was content with his circumstances, regular daily life and his short lived fling with Emily distracted him. Just when he was getting used to his place as a regular average-joe civilian Divatox abducted him leaving him with a thirst for the glory days. A thirst he could not quench.

It was dark. Alone and weary Jason was sticking to the dark alleys and shadows. He tore off the black mask that covered his sweaty face. He stumbled a bit as he ran, and his vision blurred, he felt sickly weak; blood poured from the gash at his side. Lately Jason had been in the newspapers as a hero. This time not as a spandex covered warrior but as a black shadow of the night raging his own personal crusade against crime.

Tonight he took his war to a growing biker gang; one of his targets had a blade in hand. The only thing that stood between him and the knife was a thin layer of cloth. Hopping up on the fire escape he climbed the rusty steps until he reached the open window of his apartment. Inside the window he went closing it behind him.

"Jason Lee Scott," Kimberly began until she saw the bloody gash at his side. "Jason! You're hurt, sit down, I'll call the hospital."

"No! I'm fine," He grunted pushing past her going over to the bathroom where a first aid kit lies. Throwing his blood stained shirt on the floor he wrapped himself in a thick bandage.

"You're going to need stitches," Kim protested.

"I'll do them myself. I told you I'm fine," He looked up staring at her eyes, they were full of pain and sorrow. "When did you find out?"

Tears formed at her eyes choking them back she said, "How could I've not noticed? Jason I love you, but I can't watch you do this to yourself. Were not teenagers battling clay monsters anymore Jason, were in the real world. You could have died tonight.

"Kim, remember what Zordon said the power will always protect us."

"Jason, Zordon's dead and if you keep up like this you'll end up the same -"

"Kim!" Jason interrupted.

"NO! Don't Kim me. I want to help but I cant, I've tried. But you refuse to move on."

"You don't understand!" Jason accused.

"Your right, I don't. I have moved on, I'm happy Jason… I don't need to save the world to be happy, hell I'm glad that I don't have that responsibility. But you? It hurts me to look at you Jason. I can't watch you destroy yourself. I'm sorry but my stuff has already been moved. For now I'm going to be living with my aunt."

The last threads that held Jason to reality shattered into a thousand pieces along with his heart, "Kim, I need you…" He said his voice hoarse full of pain. Gently he put his hand on her cheek.

"I love you Jason," She whispered, unable to hold her tears they trickled down the side of her face. Taking Jason's hand she kissed it. "Bu I can't do this anymore, I can't help you." With that she turned away and left.

Jason stood there unable to move. His own tears mixing with his sweat. He couldn't think. He had lost everything that mattered to him. Ignoring the pain that attacked his side he put back on his shirt. There was only one thing that could even pretend to put his soul at rest. Opening the window he climbed down the fire escape and once again patrolled the streets. Sure enough after a couple minutes of wondering the streets that you didn't see in the travel brochure he found an nearly if not classical scenario: A damsel in distress. The terrified woman screamed for aid as a rather brutal looking man shoved her against the wall.

"Hey you!" Jason yelled rushing the assailant launching a bone breaking side kick to the attackers back. He followed his kick up with right hook as the thug fell to the ground. "Are you okay?" he asked the woman.

"Ya, FREEZE!" She yelled producing a gun, in the background Jason could hear shouts and the sound of approaching police sirens. "You have the right to remain silent -"

Kicking the gun out of the police officers hand he darted into the street, at both sides police were approaching. His mind was panicking, he couldn't believe that he had just fallen for a police sting, he couldn't believe that the police pulled a sting! Okay, he wasn't covered in bright spandex but he was helping the helpless. I guess you can only be a vigilante when there's scary monsters involved. ! What did I get myself into? Kim was right. He darted into an old abandoned building. Jason found himself on the roof. He laid low, his side was killing him. He did need stitches the bandage he put on earlier proved to be useless. Kim was right, Kim was right…Below in the streets he could here the angry shouts of Florida's finest. He leaned over the buildings edge and saw the hysteria. Cop cars everywhere with their red and blue lights flashing. A few cars were labeled with S.W.A.T and F.B.I. Patrols of men swarmed the perimeter of the building promising no escape. Damn! They really are upset about me doing their job, His thoughts were confirmed by a loud whooping noise above his head. A bright blinding light covered him.

"DON'T MOVE! YOU ARE SORROUNDED," A from with inside helicopter holding a megaphone proclaimed.

Disobeying the order Jason hoped to his feet. There was no way out! Or was there? He looked across the roof, it was a gamble but he had no other opportunities, he wasn't going to jail. A former power ranger turned into a wanted and highly pursued criminal, Zordon must be rolling in his grave. He accelerated his pace, running as fast as his legs allowed to the other side of the building. He was going to jump to the next structure. Or at least attempt to. As he came closer and closer to the edge it became apparent that most likely he wouldn't make it.

No turning back now.

Closing his eyes he bit the bullet and leapt into the air, soaring through the sky. He was right.

He wasn't going to make it.

I never pictured it ending like this. I'm sorry Kimberly. Accepting his fate his body began descending down to the empty street stories below. "May the power protect you," He laughed a single tear flowed from his eye. As soon as his lips finished the last word he was covered in a magical golden glow. His body soared upward far above the buildings.

For Jason the experience was mind blow, nearly orgasmic. It was similar to the sensation of when he would raise his morpher high in the sky calling upon the power of the morphin grid. But yet it wasn't. It was SO much different. It was beautiful but at the same time sad. He felt like he was in his sanctuary but at the same time he was in his hell. Everything was so confusing but one thing was certain he felt enveloped in the power of a god.

"What is that? He's like…floating in it" One of the officers in the airplane asked his jaw hanging on its hinges.

"It…It…It's a eagle!" The pilot responded. "A golden eagle!"

With the piercing call of an eagle accompanied by a bright explosion, the sky returned to its regular black spotted with stars. It was as if the miracle witnessed by dozens of policemen and woman had never happened. The culprit and that…golden spirit were gone.

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Slowly but surely Jason awoke. The realm of dreams departed leaving him half awake in his comfortable bed. His eyes still closed he stretched his whole body yawning loudly. Lifting his hand to his face he rubbed his eyes trying to shake the remaining sleepiness that lingered. He jumped up, his torso rising, the teen's dark eyes dramatically snapping open. The feel of cold steel surprised him, brandished on his wrist was his communicator! His Golden Zeo Ranger communicator!

Abruptly he became very awake; taking in his surroundings he became speechless. He was in his house! The home he grew up in as an adolescent and left when he became a young man. This is to weird, he thought. He recalled the previous night and vividly could remember Kimberly catching him injured from his vigilante activities and (it still hurt to even acknowledge the fact) then leaving him. He couldn't remember much after that. Before he could dwell deeper into his depression or more importantly ponder his current dilemma his mother entered the room.

"Oh you're awake. Well time to get out of bed, don't want to be late for school," She said turning around to get ready for work.

"Mom?" Jason stuttered in disbelief.

"Yes?"

"What day is it?" He asked trying to make sense of - whatever was going on.

Mrs. Scott rolled her eyes, "Jason sometimes I worry about you. Check the calendar."

When he was sure his mother was out of hearing distance he muttered, "I must be in the twilight zone."

He threw on a casual black top along with a pair of blue jeans, like during the zeo days his wardrobe was full of black. Discovering his backpack in the corner he slung it over his shoulder laughing as he did so. Leaving the room and hopping down the stairs he went to the refrigerator door where the calendar was located. I am in the twilights zone, the date - according to the calendar was September 21.…1997. If he was in the past or some dimensional …thing, he should've been in Europe during this time. What's going on? He peered at his wrist specifically at the communicator, whatever was going on Zordon would have the answers.

"Jason your going to be late," His mother reminded.

But his questions would have to wait, he had school first.

The day could have not got stranger. At school Jason found that the surprises kept on coming. Mr. Caplan didn't bother with his ridiculous wig, instead he strutted the hallways in his natural bald state, and instead of handing out detentions and administrating lectures he was all about understanding and listening, stating that punishment would get a child no-where. But there were exceptions: Bulk and Skull. Jason discovered that here - wherever that may be. Bulk and Skull weren't the blundering idiots they were back … home? The two were the hardcore bad asses of Angel Grove, the kids you didn't want to mess with.

He passed a few of his fellow rangers in the hallway, but couldn't say much except for casual passing words. When lunch came he rushed to the cafeteria and sat at what he remembered to be the regular ranger table. The first to sit next to him was Rocky.

"How'd you get that?" Jason asked looking at the huge black and blue Rocky had covering his left eye.

"Funny Jason. You know how much and peace and love talk Mr. Caplan his given me for this? He probably thinks my moms been abusing me. Only if he knew this was a souvenir for our victory over Zedd."

"Victory? Zedd? I'm lost?"

Ignoring his leaders comment Rocky greeted Kimberly and Katherine as they took their regular seats; the last to arrive was Adam and Billy.

"Hey Jase," Kim greeted. "Hey Billy you going to be at the command center later today?"

"Ya -" Billy began before he was interrupted.

"What's going on here! I'm like in the freaking Twilights Zone on Crack," All the rangers quieted down starring at their fellow teammate and friend.

"Jase are you okay?" Katherine asked frowning.

"What's wrong man?" Adam said with a look of confusion on his face just like the others. He glanced around the table to make sure he wasn't the only one in the dark.

"No, I'm not okay," he paused looking at the hurt look on Kats face. "Sorry I snapped. But I have no idea what's going on anymore…I'm lost." Looking at Kim he asked, "Why are you here? With Kat? Why is Billy not in the command center? And where is Tommy?"

"Jason what are you talking about?" Billy asked.

"Tommy?" Kim laughed, "He's in the next lunch period…duh."

"You're joking, right? Why are we all here then? Shouldn't we be eating as a team?"

"Well here comes Zeo Ranger 5," Rocky mumbled preoccupied by the approaching Red Rangers beauty.

"I thought you said-" Jason's tongue froze. He stared at the approaching figure and his eyes literally grew in size absorbing the amazing figure and gorgeous face of -

"Hey Sarah your missing Jason wiggin out," Kim said. The valley girl attitude never totally left her. Brutally honest Kim was.

"Uh…What Kim means is that Jason's having some complications at the moment, I'm not clear on the details exactly but he appears to be in a high state of confusion," Billy cleared.

"What's wrong?" Sarah asked her captivating brown eyes reflecting the concern in her voice.

Jason couldn't speak. He couldn't do much of anything; his eyes along with his mind were fixated on this girl. She had a beautiful slender figure, with a body that stirred his imagination. She had long brown hair with blond highlights. Her face was as well stunning…."Uh…Uh…Things are just -," he paused searching for the word, "Different. Very different from what I remember."

"Jason how about you state to us what is different and we'll try to help you the best we can," Billy was at least the same (as Zack would put it) Main Brain.

"Okay… For me being a junior at Angel Grove is three years in the past. I was at the peace conference during this time, but later returned to be the Gold Ranger but around graduation lost my powers giving them back to Trey. Uh.. During this time Billy your well…not in school anymore, and Kim your in Florida training for the pan globals, and Kat's the pink Ranger. Also Tommy is the Red Ranger and leader. Did you guys even have your Zeo powers yet? And Sarah sorry, but I don't even know who you are."

All was silent the rangers afraid to break the awkward silence. They all nervously glanced at Billy waiting for him to make sense of this mess. Sarah seemed hurt by Jason's comment, her sadness was so apparent that Jason in his puzzlement notice. Why is she so upset?

"Hmm…" Billy spoke up, "I don't understand your reason for memory corruption but let me tell you how things are…well for us at least. You never left for the Peace Conference, you stayed as the leader of the Power Rangers as Zack and Trini left for Switzerland. Kimberly as you can see is here and not in Florida. Katherine is the yellow ranger, taking Trini's place after she left. Tommy is not our leader, and has never been a ranger. He is Kimberly's boyfriend and Sarah's brother. We've been the Zeo Rangers for sometime, after Goldar destroyed or mighty morphin powers, and Sarah's been a ranger since…Rita turned her into the green ranger."

That was a lot to absorb, but Jason took in every word. He wasn't as surprised as he thought, probably from the fact that from his prior experiences of the day he learned to accept the unaccepted.

"What about my powers? In my…memories I lost them because my body couldn't sustain them."

"Trey' took them back after we defeated Zedd, whom destroyed the Machine Empire for us. Ever since then you've been carrying around my green morphed the one made when Zedd cloned me, Billy located it even though it hasn't been used in a few hundred years it still woks," Sarah explained her voice seemed sad.

Why? Jason wondered.

"Billy I think we should take Jase to the command center," Adam said.

"My thoughts exactly…"

Jason arose from the futuristic hospital like bed, slowly taking off all the censors and gadgets attached to his body. Immediately - well after school ended. The six teleported to their base of operations informing Zordon about Jason's problem. Alpha at the commands of the Wise Sage ran extensive test on the veteran ranger.

"It appears that Jason is correct. Though slight I've detected differences in his DNA and brain patterns. From what I can determine the Jason from our dimension has been switched with this Jason. Not to cause alarm the occurrence seems natural, we'll do the best we can to return you to you proper place in the universe. And rangers I assure you that were using all of our efforts to find our Jason," Zordon reported his peaceful but commanding voice booming through the structure.

Jason looked at his communicator and couldn't help but smile. He should be afraid being stuck in some foreign dimension without a sure path to get back….But he couldn't help the feeling he had inside, for the first time in a while he was truly happy. Not only was he a ranger again he was restored to his position as the leader. "Zordon, is it okay if I fight along side you guys? You are one ranger short, and since I'm stuck here anyway…"

"Of course I don't see a problem with it. Though I don't see any need in the future to activate your powers," Zordon said.

"Things have been slow since we defeated Lord Zedd," Adam stated.

"So what else is different here?" Jason asked.

Jason discovered that besides a few details not much was different in his personal life and in general. The Power Rangers as he already knew had a slightly different history in this dimension, but nothing a quick explanation couldn't solve. The Rangers were just as interested to here the differences in their new teammates dimension as much as Jason was to hear about theirs. Everyone was the same, Rocky was Rocky, Adam was Adam, and so on. For the five native Rangers it was exactly the opposite they found though they were ashamed to admit it that they preferred this Jason over theirs. He was more outgoing, way more relaxed, and a lot nicer. Their Jason was a no-nonsense warrior who saw no room for error. Sadly Jason realized that this new situation most likely wasn't permanent and wouldn't last to long, he expected Zordon would soon find how to teleport him to his own dimension.

A twinge of guilty struck him as he thought, I feel at home.