Florida's Stories

CHAPTER 12 - Hidden Truth

**Date- January 9th 2022**

~Florida POV~

When we got to the alternate dimension, I knew something was wrong. Zordon wouldn't teleport us to the alternate dimension, especially not after he said he was going to teleport to the bottom of the mountain.

We got there and Zordon walked around in circles, banged his head against the wall, and passed out. Oklahoma and I stared at each other. I saw Ariz. He was absolutely covered in that black goo, head to toe, I couldn't see a single part of him.

And I'm pretty sure Montana was standing next to him. Except, this time, Montana had red eyes instead of blue eyes. The alternate dimension's wacky superstitions must've altered his eye color.

Ariz's eyes were yellow and he was covered in that black stuff, I backed up against the wall at the sight of him.

Zordon was passed out, and after Ariz saw this, he lunged at Zordon. The thing that blocked Zordon from getting killed was...Oklahoma. Oklahoma jumped in front of Zordon at the very last second and took the hit. Oklahoma got hit against the wall and literally broke a hole in the weak wood of the tree base. Ariz clapped his hands together and said, "Are you ready to give in?"

"Who even ARE you?!" I shrieked. "You aren't Zira cuz he's dead, you look like Ariz but Ariz doesn't act like that!"

"I'm Ariz," he said. "Cyto Ariz."
I misheard him. "Oh damn, not another psycho! We already had Psycho Zordon." "CY-TO!" Ariz repeated, getting angrier.
"Oh. Also, why isn't Montana saying anything?" I asked.
"This ain't Montana," he replied. "This is Anatnom."
"Oh, shoot," I backed away, remembering the Derob Werc. Anatnom was Montana spelled backwards...

"That's right," Ariz said. "Get him, Anatnom!"
Anatnom started to charge at me, and I just barely dodged it. Oklahoma was using his arm to tap Zordon weakly. It didn't look like either of them could help me. I was alone.

Alone fighting two people who are stronger than me. I mean, who isn't stronger than me?

That ain't the point.
I had my back against the wall, nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. Ariz and Anatnom were surrounding me, I had nowhere to go.

I turned purple, scared to death. I wasn't ready to die yet.
My eyes went purple as well, and my anxiety pushed them away. Literally. Like, telekinesis because, y'know, I was purple.

Ariz got mad. Very mad. Anatnom was on the ground rubbing his head. I could tell he was kind of in that place in his head where he's questioning everything.

I watched Zordon come back to reality after that, and he quickly got up and running again and started helping me with Ariz. Oklahoma was still on the ground, and he looked paralyzed. Together, Zordon and I fended off Ariz pretty quickly, and Zordon figured he owed Oklahoma for carrying him when he was paralyzed, so he grabbed Oklahoma and we jumped into the leaf pile and went home. Once we got there, we took Oklahoma straight to the hospital. He was badly hurt from getting punched to the wall by Cyto Ariz, so he needed that.

**Date- January 10th 2022**

Oklahoma is still in the hospital and Zordon and I are there waiting for when he can come out. I've gotten prank calls from Ariz, but I couldn't answer the phone because then he would come and infect everyone at the hospital.

This morning, just after Zordon and I woke up at the hotel across the street from the hospital, we went back to the hospital and the doctor had some news for us. He said that Oklahoma still won't wake up, but he's alive. They said he's in a coma. Which I was really sad about, because Oklahoma was my cousin. At least he was alive. Zordon said he could help, but the doctor told him to come back in two days and then he could help if he wanted to by giving some of his healing blood.