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Finding Themselves	By : sheraven Category: M through R > Power Rangers Views: 7063 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Finding Themselves

Chapter Four

Chip sat alone, rubbing the small scrap of paper with the forbidden spell between his fingers. He had surreptitiously picked it up in the confusion surrounding the girls and their boosted power manifestations. Only Chip, Udonna and Claire knew what had happened there, not even Vida and Madison could remember. Ever since Necrolai had first uttered what was supposedly a prohibited spell, it had already been cast two more times. And as much as Chip hated the thought of using an incantation that controlled another’s will, he knew it would have to be said once more.

The Mystic Rangers had been called to action twice since that day, both times to battle against some inane monster sent up from the pit. The first one had been short work for Chip and Maddie, the two of them combining their powers with hardly a thought. Why they had never thought to bring water and electricity together before was a mystery, but this combination was particularly effective. The monster was something like a giant deformed gecko, and moved as quickly as its little cousins.

Once the brightly colored warriors discovered that speed was really the monster’s only asset, Xander stepped to the rear and watched the perimeter, as his strength was a comparatively slow. Nick jumped in, trying to serve up roasted lizard, but was knocked aside surprisingly hard before he could even send his searing flames out. Vida chased after him and helped remove the Red Ranger from the brick wall he had unwittingly punched a hole through.

The mystic Mermaid Ranger looked over at her Garuda counterpart and without even speaking, knew exactly what the next move was. Madison concentrated and a magical wave of water appeared out of nowhere and coated the entire area, including the monster and all the Rangers. Chip kept the monster’s attention while Madison worked, sustaining an acidic bite on the arm in the process. As soon as the water had settled, the Blue Ranger leaped up on a brick wall and took her turn distracting the monster.

Chip was already angry at himself for allowing the beast to get close enough to physically assault him, and power was crackling around him. “Get clear!” was all he shouted before loosing six or seven simultaneous bolts into the water, jumping skyward as he did so. Xander was already up in a tree, and Vida used her Mystic wings to heave the dazed Phoenix Ranger off the ground. The bolts let off an ozone odor as they tore through the conducting water. The monster writhed in the grip of the destructive energy, finally exploding when as it was destroyed.

The Rangers all came back to earth at the same time, ready to face the super-sized version of the monster Necrolai recovered from its fragments, but nothing appeared. In fact, the ground was dry. With Maddie’s help, Nick’s electricity had been so powerful that it not only vaporized the water, but the monster itself. There were no pieces to make huge. Necrolai watched from a distance, too frightened to get near. She had never seen such power from the newest mystic warriors. Without a word, the ancient vampire returned to the pit, loathe to tell Imperious how badly the last minion had been defeated.

The second was a monster that looked so much like Mothra that it made the Rangers laugh the first time they saw it. The only problem was that, unlike its cheesy cinematic double, it was picking pedestrians up and dropping them from high above the trees. Madison had put her enhanced healing power to good use several times already, mending broken bodies and sending terrified citizens away from danger. Chip used his lightening fast speed to catch as many of the falling people as he could, also herding them away from the city park the monster was favoring. Nick was raring for a fight, knowing moths were attracted to flame. He surrounded himself in mystic Phoenix fire and flew at the beast, creating a spectacular mid-air collision.

The Red Ranger was stunned by the impact, and didn’t see what the dust off the moth’s wings did as it fell on those below. It acted like a blanket, smothering anyone covered in it, crushing them and taking away their air. Nick landed hard on his back, surrounded by scorched wing fragments, rolling away just in time to avoid being crushed by the dead bulk of the monster.

Necrolai was not to be beaten this time, and sent her magic spell to not only revive the beast, but to make to grow to a ridiculously huge size. The moth stretched its new wings and fluttered into the air, ready to pick up an entire building and crush the annoying, multi-colored creatures that were bothering it. One, in particular, seemed to be more trouble than the others.

Vida was in her element, and this battle belonged to her. As soon as she saw that Nick was clear, she unfurled her mystic Sprite wings and leaped into the air, taunting the giant moth to come get her. She drew it so high in the air that the other Rangers couldn’t even see them anymore. Moth dust came raining down occasionally, and they all took shelter. At one point, Xander looked up sharply, as if he could see what was going on. Without saying a word, he stepped to a grassy area in the park and knelt down, laying his hands on the ground.

Immediately, a ring of trees sprang out of the ground, small at first, but growing fast. The deep brown trunks got wider and wider, soon touching one other. In a pink streak, Vida came whizzing out of the sky, pushing the battered moth before her. She crashed it into the ground in the middle of the ring of trees and the canopies exploded with growth, closing off the top. Xander bowed his head in concentration and the trees began to grow again, the trunks groaning as they pressed against each other.

A tiny pink Sprite buzzed out of the leaves, transforming into the Pink Ranger as she touched down. The moth shrieked as the trunks crushed it, simultaneously containing the deadly powder from its wings. The trees rocked slightly with the contained explosion of the monster’s destruction. Nick had finally picked himself up and stared at his teammates in a strange combination of pride, jealousy, and shock. He had never seen them act independently and work so effectively before. The Rangers were much stronger than they had been only a week before.

That night, as Nick lay alone in the small bed at his sister’s house, he stared at the ceiling feeling a little ill. Not only had he not helped his teammates even in the slightest, he had actually become a burden when he was hit, both times. He did not like the thought of that at all, and was disappointed, to say the least. He didn’t know what was happening; he used to be the strongest of them all, and now, even though they would never say it, he had to be protected by them. It was as if they each came into new powers, and had no trouble using them. Nick shifted his weight under the covers.

The Phoenix teen had no idea how they did that. Each time he developed a new power, it took him hours of practice before it was smooth enough to use it. That, and he was usually exhausted after using it for the first time, because it flexed magical “muscles” he had never used before. And he was supposed to be the one who was gifted with magic. He rolled over, trying to find a comfortable position. How could it be that he was now the one behind? What did they all have that he didn’t?

The leader of the Rangers tossed in the bed again and finally untangled himself from the sheets. Obviously, he wasn’t going to get any sleep tonight, so he might as well get up. Nick grumbled as he threw on a red T-shirt and running pants. He stepped into his shoes on the way out and snuck quietly past his sister’s closed door. Once he was outside, he started jogging, hoping to wear himself out.

It was about an hour later that he found himself at the record shop. Nick stopped running in surprise, how did he get there so fast? The record shop was across town from where he was staying. It was two in the morning, and no one was out, so he just sat on the curb, staring at the large tree across the street. That was the enchanted tree that transported them to the magical realm where he and his friends trained to save the city.

Being covered in a fine sheen of sweat, he got a little chilled in the night, now that he wasn’t moving. He stood to start back when a movement across the street caught his eye. It was Chip, and he was coming out of the tree. Nick smiled and approached his friend, “Hey man, what are you doing out here so late?”

Chip smiled a little guardedly in return, and tapped knuckles with the tan teen. “Eh, couldn’t sleep. You too?”

Nick nodded and wiped his forehead with the hem of his damp shirt. “Yeah, I was just going to tire myself out, and before I knew it,” he gestured to their mutual place of employment, “I was here.”

Chip raised his eyebrows, “Wow, that was a long run.” The red head eyeballed his friend and asked candidly, “What’s buggin’ you?”

Nick dropped his brown eyes from Chip’s green and shrugged noncommittally. “It’s nothing.” Chip made a disbelieving face and Nick conceded. “Alright, don’t look at me like that.” He tried to jam his hands into his pockets, but the running pants didn’t have any. Instead, he fiddled uselessly. “I’ve seen how powerful you all have become lately, and I’m kinda at a loss. I can’t seem to catch up to you.”

As Nick said this, Chip looked more closely at his friend. The Red Ranger looked drained, both physically and psychologically. There were huge bags under his eyes, his posture was slumped, and he was trying hard to cover how desperate he was for a good night’s sleep. His eyes had none of their usual fire, and his smile seemed forced. And what he was telling the Yellow Ranger now was much more important to him than he was letting on.

Chip hardly heard the words though, he already knew exactly what was bothering their leader. And he knew how to answer his friend, but had no idea where to begin. He jerked his head toward the magical tree, motioning for Nick to follow him into the other realm. Once they were on the other side, Chip unconsciously flipped his cape out of the way as he walked deep into the forest. Nick followed behind him, pulling his own cape off the stray branches that grabbed at it. They had all become accustomed to the clothing change that accompanied movement into the magical domain.

After at least forty minutes, they came to a secluded area that Nick was not even sure Phineas knew about. Chip stopped and gestured to a perfectly straight tree standing alone in the center of a very small clearing. Nick stared at the Yellow Ranger in confusion, and Chip said, “I can help you, but you have to trust me.”

Without a moment’s hesitation, Nick answered, “I do trust you.”

Chip flinched almost imperceptibly, and walked over to the strangely straight tree, waving his hand so Nick would follow. The Phoenix teen stepped into the dim moonlight beside the trunk and watched in contained confusion as Chip picked up a pair of handcuffs hidden under the ground cover. The Yellow Ranger turned Nick around so his back was up against the wood and secured his hands behind the trunk. This made him not exactly nervous, but definitely leaning that way.

Chip stood in front of his cuffed friend and said, “I’m going to cast a spell on you, but you won’t be yourself.” Nick nodded slowly, and stood up straight when Chip leaned in, took hold of the Red wizard’s shoulders, and whispered in his ear. After the first syllable, Nick didn’t hear anything, but was filled with a soul rending, intense desire that was almost painful.

In his hands, Chip felt his friend stiffen as he spoke the forbidden words, then relax slightly. When he was finished, he stepped back, a little afraid to look into his friend’s face. Nick’s brown eyes were almost glittering in the dim, pale light, the intent unmistakable. Chip stepped back, and Nick followed his motions like a hungry predator stalking prey. The Yellow Ranger knew he was past the point of no return now, as much as he didn’t want to do this.

The red head glanced down and was a little surprised to see a firm bulge in Nick’s jeans. His mind flooded with the only other time he’d had intimate contact, at Nick’s hands. Chip swallowed the lump of fear that suddenly formed and pushed the images of pain and violation away. This was about helping Nick become whole again, getting him to the same level as the rest of the Rangers. Chip stepped forward, and stripped Nick bare of his magical realm clothing.

As soon as he was freed and the cool night air flowed over his heat, Nick sighed, pulling against the handcuffs. He wanted to touch himself, but wanted to touch Chip more. In the back of his enchanted mind, he could see Chip’s struggle with his own fears, and wanted to calm them, but could not resist so powerful a spell. He titled his head back and closed his eyes, fighting the raging urges within his mind.

Watching the way Nick was leaning against the tree, his head thrown back, exposing his vulnerable throat, his chest heaving, stirred something in Chip. He was hoping it was because he was a teenager and nearly everything stirred that something, but he knew it probably because the last time he saw Nick like this, the Red Ranger had brought him amazing pleasure, even against his will. His gaze drifted down to below Nick’s waist, where he was hard and pulsing, a small drop glistening at the tip in the moonlight. Chip felt the stirring much stronger this time.

The Garuda Ranger decided it was time to get on with it. He nervously fetched a little bottle of oil hidden near the handcuffs, and put a small amount in his hands. He had been planning this for a couple of days now, and knew pretty much how to proceed. When he was alone, he was familiar with what felt good, so he figured it would be the same for his agitated friend. He approached Nick as if he were walking up to a rabid dog that might bite him.

When the Red Ranger brought his gaze down to Chip’s, it was as if he was hurting. The Yellow teen knew it was because, as Udonna had told him, if the lust was not sated right away, sickness and death followed. Nick flexed against the cuffs, trying to touch the one he needed so desperately. Taking a deep breath, Chip reached out and took Nick’s hardness in his slick hand.

The moment their skin met, Nick closed his eyes and let out a surprisingly erotic moan, leaning into his friend’s touch as much as he could. Chip was timid at first, not sure how the hell he got in this position, but then remembered how hard Nick had been driving himself to reach their power level. He gripped more firmly and began to move slowly, letting the oil coat the heated cock in his hand. Nick bit his lip to stay quiet and furrowed his brows in pleasure.

Once he was slippery, Chip held just a little more tightly and began to stroke in a controlled manner. A wave of hardness passed under his fingers and he knew he was doing the right thing. He increased his pace just a bit and rubbed his thumb gently over the sensitive head each time he passed. Nick turned his head to the side, a small part of him wanting to deny that he could feel pleasure like this from someone he had violated, and the rest of him drinking in the sensations like a man dying of thirst.

Chip turned his hand around so the delicious friction was moving another way. He moved up and down, varying the pressure the way he knew he’d come to like it, and on a whim, reached over with his other hand and brushed the tan balls. Nick’s entire body rocked, and he threw his head back, nearly crying out with pleasure. He spoke before he could stop himself, “Please Chip…I-I want you in me.” As soon as the words were out, he couldn’t look his second-in-command in the eyes.

Both teenagers stopped short, Nick waiting for the other shoe to drop, and Chip trying to decide how to react. The red head’s pants were already uncomfortably tight and a little moist, and seeing his friend beg with such candidness was almost more than he could handle. He let Nick’s erection go, wiped his hands on his jeans, then unzipped the fly. It was a relief to free himself, and he found the cool night air calling to him.

Nick strained against the handcuffs as Chip got out of his cape, vest, shirt and jeans. The Garuda teen folded each of the items and set them aside, so they would bear no evidence of what was going to happen. He faced the bound Ranger, both of them naked and hard. Nick looked at Chip like he was a steak dropped into the bowl of a starving dog, ready to strike as soon as he was freed. Chip prepared himself as he walked around the tree and unlocked the handcuffs.

To his credit, Nick controlled himself long enough to let Chip remove both metal bracelets before moving. He whipped around pushed Chip up against the tree, running his hands over the smooth, fair skin and chiseled muscles. Chip opened his mouth to protest and Nick just shook his head once, cutting the objection short. The Phoenix Ranger took hold of his friend’s shoulders gently and leaned in close, speaking quietly.

“I’ve been trying to find a way to apologize for that horrible thing I did to you, but…” he squeezed Chip’s shoulders lightly, “…but I don’t know how. Let me show you, I won’t hurt you.” Chip swallowed and consciously placed his trust in the man who came to Briarwood once, and hadn’t betrayed them since. Nick brushed his fingertips over Chip’s erection lightly, causing it to jump under his touch.

Trying to remain cognizant of Chip’s tightly reined fear from the last time he’d been touched this way, Nick got down on his knees and looked up for permission. Chip paused only momentarily while thoughts of his previous encounter filled his head before nodding almost imperceptibly. Nick was as gentle as he had ever been, leaning in and brushing his lips softly against Chip’s shaft. The Yellow Ranger’s breath caught in his throat as the first wave of pleasure washed over him.

Nick was so tender, Chip not only calmed down, but began to want a little more. The team leader had only run his tongue slowly up the length of the Garuda teen’s cock, making it moist and superbly sensitive. It seemed natural when Chip reached forward and slid his hands into Nick’s hair, non-verbally begging him to give more. Nick’s enchanted mind wanted nothing more than to ravage Chip the way he’d been taken by Xander, but the Phoenix lent him enough strength to restrain himself. Slowly, he took Chip into his mouth, sucking lightly.

A growl rose out of Chip’s throat, encouraging Nick’s movements. As the Red Ranger moved deliberately, Chip was almost out of his mind with sensation. It was just as before, except there were no bad feelings this time. Nick was acting with more control than he should have, and Chip understood it was not only because he was a natural magic user, but because he truly wanted to apologize for what Necrolai had done with his body.

The kneeling teen had begun to flick his tongue over the head, and Chip didn’t know he could take so much sensation without orgasming. Nick knew exactly what he was doing, and was keeping Chip right on the edge as a form of apology. He would have done that all night if the Yellow Ranger demanded it, but Chip was too much of a friend. He placed a hand on Nick’s shoulder to tell him to release. The Red Ranger almost looked a little disappointed, but sat back on his haunches as Chip knelt down.

“Do you still want me,” Chip paused, finding the words difficult to force out, “inside you?”

Nick almost laughed in relief and turned around on his knees. He backed up against the pale teen and placed one of Chip’s hands on his stomach. “Yes, as much as before.” Nick rubbed his hand along the length of his own cock, collecting the oil and pre-semen. He then ran his fingers between his sculpted cheeks, leaving a shiny trail for Chip to follow. He turned his head enough so Chip could see his face, looked down and said, submissively, “I belong to you.”

Something about their dominant leader submitting to him so completely lit a fire in Chip. Being soft and gentle was all well and good, but he was the mystic Garuda Ranger after all. Seeing Nick bow before him, Chip took hold of his hips and dragged his glistening cock down the perfect crack. Nick’s posture changed subtly as he readied himself for penetration. The last time, with Xander, he was not prepared, but he wanted Chip to have free movement.

Chip let the head of his cock slide slowly past Nick’s tight entrance, both of them savoring the sensations. By the time Chip sank all the way into his friend, he had nearly lost control of his body. He shivered with the pleasure of being surrounded by warm and tight. Nick waited patiently beneath him, trying to resist the urge to touch himself as his friend took him. Chip was so different than Xander, hesitant and just begging to be taught what kind of pleasure there was to be had.

Chip was soft and gradual at first, not quite sure what to do. He obeyed his instincts and moved in just the right way to fill him with pleasure, penetrating another for the first time. He had no idea that sex could feel that much better, with the mere addition of consent. Nick had shown him that the body will respond, no matter what the mind wants, and now he was learning that when the mind wanted it too, the pleasure could be amazing. Both boys were breathing raggedly, the feelings of their bodies beginning to take over their thoughts.

Nick moaned beneath him and Chip had the sudden inspiration to reach forward and take the Phoenix Ranger’s cock in his hand. He stroked Nick in time with the motion of his hips, relishing the way the tan teen moved with the rhythm. It was only a few thrusts later when Nick stopped moving, tense all over. He spoke between pants, “I-I can’t w-wait…ungh.”

Chip leaned in close and squeezed Nick’s cock with his hand as he sank in to the hilt. “Then don’t.”

Receiving a direct command from the one dominating him sent Nick over the edge. He cried out as he came, shooting hard and repeatedly. Behind him, Chip was shocked at how Nick’s pulsations increased his pleasure to ecstasy. Before he knew it, he was cumming in Nick, gritting his teeth against the intense orgasm.

Mind numbing rapture consumed them both, and they could do nothing but ride the waves that threatened to consume them. Magical fire bloomed from Nick’s hands, searing the ground where he knelt. The fire was so intense that it immediately destroyed all plant life in the area and charred the soil underneath. The next moment it was over, and Chip regained his senses. He pulled out and backed away from his smoldering friend.

The Red Ranger sat up and brought his hands together, bowing his head as his new power swirled around him. Chip moved away, chased by the intense heat, remembering only at the last second to snatch his clothes from the impending firestorm. A fireball the size of a car roared into life around Nick, growing in intensity until it began to blacken the trees surrounding the clearing. Chip threw on his pants and sprinted away, taking shelter.

The giant fireball became almost too intense to look at, and at the last second, Nick threw his head back, sending it into the sky. It exploded above the treetops and curled the leaves with its heat. If Chip didn’t know better, he would have thought it was a hot summer day for how warm it suddenly was. He hunkered down behind a small hill and watched the fire in the sky with awe. It was a little frightening what a powerful spell could do with a really powerful magic user.

The fire expanded until it dissipated, leaving the treetops smoking, and Nick collapsed at the base of the now charbroiled tree, completely spent. Chip knew it was time to leave, before Nick awoke and found more than just a killer headache. He would be confused by the fact that he was naked, but then no one would be around to see him. Chip let his mind be at ease as he snuck back toward the magic tree, his mission was now complete, and he could move onto the next phase.

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