Power Rangers: Elemental Warriors

Star's Bright

**Lark POV
How was I Desdemona?

This wasn't possible.

I didn't believe that was the path I would be going down if I believed my mom and dad would neglect me like that?

No, they didn't do that to me.

But....they did to her?

"Hey." I heard a knock at my door and there was Scott and I sighed.

What was there to even say anymore?

I was hiding in my room especially for this reason, everyone looked at me differently now that we knew I was Desdemona from another timeline,

Of course I knew they didn't mean to, but it didn't mean much to me.

"I am not really in the mood to talk right now, Scott. I think you can understand why." I told him.

Scott didn't really listen and said, "You're not her. I don't care what Phoenix told us, you and her are not the same."

I shook my head, "I know, but she's me in a sense."

I looked down, staring at the hardwood floor, "Where's everyone else?"

"Kit and Lydia are with Benny and Court, figured they needed to know. Ophelia and Jo are with your dad, finishing up the last of the extra morphers for the last Elemental stones. Everyone else is downstairs, waiting to see how you are." Scott explained.

Looking at my phone, there were several calls and texts from my family.

Uncle's Blake and Hunter.

Uncle's Wes and Eric.

Uncle Tommy and Aunt Kat.

Aunt Frost and Uncle Nick.

Ruby.

Ollie.

Hope.

So many people and I just...couldn't bear to give them an answer.

Because this was all my fault in a sense.

Scott took my phone, "Look at me. What she does...you haven't done. Understand that. You have each chosen a path."

"But..."

"I love you. I don't know that version of you or what she's gone through. I know and love you. I will stand by you and help you take your mom back, understand?" Scott argued.

He loved me.

Only me.

Not another version of me.

I smiled, what else was there to say to me?

I nodded, "Okay, yes. I understand. I love you too."

Mine was more to the point, but I believed it meant the same thing.

Or I hoped it meant the same thing to him.

Luckily, Scott smiled.

"The question now is, what is she going to do now?" Scott asked.

That...

Hmm...

Nothing good.

**Lacey POV

Desdemona stared at me.

And what else was there to do but stare back at her?

She had the face of my daughter, after all.

"Shocking, isn't it?" She asked

I looked at her, "What is?"

Desdemona snorted, almost amused but clearly not very and was more annoyed at my ignorance of the subject.