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Power Chamber of Fairy Tales	By : KindredIsa Category: M through R > Power Rangers Views: 3352 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Don't own power rangers and this is not done for as profit and only for fun.

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Tommy sobbed with his heart broken from having been unable to go to the ball but just as he lifted his head to wipe the moisture from his wet face, the boy glanced around in alarm. The air was covered with floating silver lights making him stand up on shaky legs backing up. When the lights started to form together he nearly ran back into the manor. The form turned into a large heavy set young man with black leather and wings giving him a look. "Seriously? You don't shy from other stuff like spiders, mice and other thing but you're going to run away from me?"

"W…Who are you?" His voice was just as shaky as his entire body glancing at this strange man uncertain as to what he truly was seeing wondering if this was but his imagination.

"What does it look like? I'm your fairy Godfather. Now do you want to go to the ball or not?" The fairy crossed his arms over his chest eyeing the boy seriously. "Stop with the whole shaking already. Do you want to go or not?"

Tommy blinked, licking his suddenly dry lights. "I…Yes. You're my fairy Godfather?"

"Yep but you call me that or Bulk. Whatever floats your boat kid." The fairy said grabbing a wand from the leather jacket while clearing his throat. He stretched his neck from side to side and rotated his shoulders. "Well for starters, you're cute but you won't get any heads turning in that get up Tommy. Let's see a sweet emerald green would make the prince melt you know." With a wave of his wand, Bulk felt the power flow over his body entering the wand to swirl around the astonished boy, the magic lifting him into the air. Where rags had once been emerald green replaced them until Tommy gently landed on his feet wearing Emerald shoes.

"Uh wow…This is…Amazing thank you."

"Don't mention it kid. Now since it is a masked ball, we can't have anyone recognizing you can we?" Bulk raised his wand again with an emerald jewelled mask appearing on the top half of his face. "Yeah perfecto Tommy."

"But how do I get to the ball now?"

"Easy you could walk but then by the time you got to the palace it would be midnight and so a major waste of my time and yours or I could just make a carriage. Take your pick." When Tommy didn't answer, Bulk shrugged. "I'm kidding Tommy you know and am going to make a carriage but what to use…Let's see…Aha! How about that pumpkin in the garden?"

Tommy raised a brow at the fairy wondering if he had gone completely mad but then let out a small squeak when the pumpkin rolled towards them from the shadowed gardens settling on the muddy dirt road. It grew and grew until it was at least six feet tall including the wheels but that wasn't all. As mice forged in the gardens, they also found themselves called into action appearing as horses and two footmen to drive the carriage.

"Well you're ready to rock yourself at the ball kid but remember you have to leave because at the last stroke of Midnight, this all ends."

Tommy nodded and went to the carriage getting inside it with a smile. "Thank you." He then felt the carriage lurch forward leaving the large manor heading to the large white gleaming palace and to his destiny. As he left, the fairy disappeared hoping that the boy at least got some happiness knowing how hard Tommy's life had been since his father's untimely death.

The large glittering ballroom was filled with various masked men and women entering the large room through the stairwell covered in red velvet parading themselves before the prince. Prince Jason stood in the centre wearing red pants and a white military jacket with golden embellishments also showing pure boredom in his dark eyes. As he bowed to the next young woman to curtsey at him, his father stood watching on the upper balcony.

The king groaned when he saw the boy yet again reject another suitor sitting back down on the large ornate chair. "Bah, he's not even trying."

Grimsley smiled and watched the scene before them just as a few other women were paraded before the prince. "Oh forgive me, Majesty but you are a hopeless romantic. It was doomed to failure but one can always hope. The young prince bows but then he halts, suddenly seeing a vision of pure beauty. He doesn't know who it is nor does he truly care but knows he must meet this stranger." As he spoke, Jason did bow before Kimberly and Trini only to halt with a slight gasp feeling almost lost in the enchanting sight before him. He then pushed past the two startled girls heading towards the stairs just an green clad boy entered the ballroom going to ask him to dance bowing before the startled beauty.

"Failure? Ha! Look at that Grimsley! Who is he? Do we know him?" The king felt an intense joy when he saw that his son was indeed interested in someone before he immediately urged the orchestra to play for the enchanted couple watching the prince lead the boy towards the floor. They were bathed in a soft pink, blue and green glow as soft pastel lights washed over the smooth marble floors. As Jason danced with the lovely stranger, others in the ballroom began to wonder who the other boy was, both lost in each other's eyes.

After dancing for hours, Jason took Tommy's green gloved hand within his white glad one leading him to the outdoor balcony to sit on the stone bench. "How come I've never seen you before?" Jason inquired still lost in the boy's chocolate eyes with Tommy shyly looking away only to be brought back to him with a finger under his chin.

"I…I don't really come to the palace, your highness."

Jason smirked a little and moved closer to the other boy slowly feeling his body quivering even when their lips met softly before they both felt the sparks tingling all over their flesh. "Please, call me Jason. Everyone calls me your highness but please not you too. "

Tommy blushes a soft shade of pink when their lips parted. "I…Jason…" His voice came out in a soft quivering whisper never wanting this to end, for when midnight came; he would just be a servant once more.

Jason leaned forward to kiss the boy once again gently running a few fingers over his soft cheek unable to keep from touching the lovely creature before him. "Who are you?"

Tommy opened his mouth to tell him but just then the large clock began to chime gasping in wild alarm standing up. "Oh no, it's midnight. I have to go." He slipped his hand from Jason's seeing the prince's upset face as he backed away.

"What? What does midnight have to do with it?" Jason then watched the stranger start to run away from him giving chance desperate to not lose him quivering with intense fire to possess Tommy. "No! Wait…Please come back." As he gave chase, the prince soon found himself surrounded by various other men and women vying for his attention but Jason would have none of it. He got past them but as he reached the palace stairs, he saw a large carriage drive away unable to catch up to it. Heartbroken the boy felt tears glistening his dark eyes fearing he may never see the beauty once again. Bending down he noticed the Emerald shoe realizing that it was actually made of glass holding the precious object to his very heart returning to the palace determined to find the boy he was destined to marry.

The next morning, the entire kingdom was a glow with gossip and delight hearing the news that the prince wanted to find the emerald stranger that had enchanted him at the ball. When Rita heard the news, she knew that Prince Jason was touring every single home in the Kingdom to find the boy with everyone trying to glass shoe that was his only clue to the stranger's identity. She hurried into her daughters' rooms demanding that they ready themselves with Kimberly yawning at her mother. "Oh who cares? He is only interested in a slut of a man not us."

"You both listen to me…He is going to every single house in the kingdom and this is your last chance to beguile him do you hear me? If he finds this boy, he intends to make him his husband. We mustn't let some stranger take our chance."

Hearing that the prince was looking for him, Tommy gasped in the room with wide chocolate eyes and felt his entire body shiver with his heart racing. His lips still tingled from when the prince had kissed him but when Rita saw the dazed look on the boy's face, her eyes darkened. It was suddenly all clear storming over to her stepson, gripping his forearm in a cold iron grasp half dragging, half forcing him towards the cellar stairs taking him down them throwing him into the room racing upstairs.

Tommy struggled in alarm realizing that she knew the truth landing hard to his side onto the cold stone floor with his hips burning while he got up. As he moved to get up Rita came towards him carrying a thin leather belt rolling the boy onto his front striking his buttocks mercilessly with it knowing that she could draw blood. She didn't seem to care and Tommy screamed and sobbed hard while he was being punished for going to the ball. After she had beaten his backside and back hard until blood soaked the shirt and pants, Rita headed back upstairs telling him that he had more to come.

To his horror, he heard the door being locked and his eyes blurred sobbing and screaming for her to let him out. "No! Please Stepmother…No please! I beg of you to let me out…Please!" He went to the top of the stairs with his legs giving out sitting there with his face hidden in his lap, his tears pooling on the stone.

Rita took no pity hiding the key in her coat going to help her daughters get dressed for the royal visit with the hours going by rather quickly with the royal carriage finally arriving. Jason had been up all night and was exhausted but the thought of find the boy that had enchanted him, gave him all the energy he needed. Leaving the carriage, the boy looked around finding only women in the front courtyard.

"Are you all that live here Milady?" He asked wearily and Rita curtseyed to him with a small smile.

"Yes your highness but you look so exhausted. Would you accept our hospitality and have some tea at the very least?"

"I really should get going and continue my search." Jason replied feeling his heart sinking that he once again had hit a dead end but he had travelled all night needing a moment's rest nodding to accept a little bit of tea. Not long after, the prince was sipping at the tea not knowing that just under him was the very one he was seeking sobbing in a ball on the cellar floor in pain bloodied and bruised. While he drank his tea, Jason noticed that the woman was showing off her daughters but his eyes remained elsewhere spying a few pictures on the mantle. There was a lovely boy in one of the portraits with another man. "Whom is that?"

"Oh the two men? That was my husband and stepson but sadly they aren't with us."

"Oh I am sorry Milady." Jason stood up and bowed. "I really must get going…." Just as he reached the front parlor, he heard the pained sobs of someone in distress looking at the woman seeming to come from the outside. Taking his sword, the prince went to the side of the manor finding a chained wooden entrance to a cellar. "Open it."

Rita went in front of the door with wide eyes trying to distract the prince from finding the sobbing pained form of her stepson. "Oh tis nothing but a servant whom has been punished your highness."

"I said open it." Jason's voice was stern holding the sword before him with Rita moving away but found she didn't have the keys. When the woman didn't do as commanded, the prince raised the sword, the blade glistening in the sun slicing down to cut through the locked chains as if through churned butter. The chains gave away with a sharp snap and he eagerly put the sword away bending down to open the twin wooden doors to let the light of day into the damp room. What he saw broke his very heart seeing a boy lying on the cement floor, his face wet with tears, dirt and soot from the fireplace obviously in agony holding onto something for desperate life. What the boy held in his arms stopped Jason's heart seeing the Emerald shoe he was missing.

Tommy had hidden the remaining shoe in the cellar once he'd gotten home needing it for solace only to gasp seeing the face of the prince standing there. He struggled to move but Jason went down into the cellar taking him into his arms.

"No, don't move. I have you now and am not letting you go my beauty." Jason softly spoke and took the shoe from a footman to join it with the one in Tommy's arms. Taking that shoe, the prince smiled. "I have been looking all night for the one this shoe belongs to but you seem to carry the other. May I?" With nodded permission, Jason gently put the shoe onto Tommy's bare foot finding it a perfect fit.

"But I'm not worthy of you." Tommy protested only to cry out when Jason carried him up the cellar stairs to the outside of the large house to rest on the warm green grass placing the other shoe on the other foot.

"Don't you see? We are like these shoes, we are a matching pair and I'm not letting you go." Jason softly spoke as he gently leaned forward pressing his lips to that of his beloved's. "Who did this to you?"

"My step mother for my disobedience."

Seeing the blood on his hand, Jason's eyes darkened looking at Rita. "Guards seize that woman." The guards moving to capture the alarmed woman but Tommy put a hand on the prince's arm.

"No, Jason. Please she is my stepmother and I only ask that we leave this place. Leave them with their misery for that is punishment enough for my mistreatment." Tommy's voice was a soft whisper with wet eyes of full compassion holding onto Jason's shoulders with the prince picking him up.

"Your heart is far too kind for those that treated you with none my love." Jason replied telling the guards to release the woman gently helping Tommy into the carriage to leave them alone. With the doors closed, the boy smirked. "You know I still don't know your name."

Tommy looked down blushing only to find Jason once again tilting his head up like the very night before gently gazing into those very eyes that had so enchanted him. "Tommy Oliver."

"Well then, Tommy Oliver I guess I should ask you if you would marry me then?" Jason smiled urging the carriage to head to the gleaming white palace with the other boy nodding.

"Yes, oh yes I shall for you enchanted me last night and rescue me today."

"Good for I shall have no other." Jason replied and once more the two kissed with a passion they would know for many ages as those forever bound by their souls, hearts and bodies.

Within the month, the entire kingdom rejoiced at the marriage of the prince to his beloved knowing they would for a good long time with many heirs and just one year later, Tommy did indeed cement that very prophecy when he gave birth a healthy baby boy. They ruled together for many happy years with the kingdom prospering under their reign living happily ever after.
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