Rise to power interrupted [Nexus]

[Lord Drakkon]

Tommy's thoughts were a blur, if there were any at all. All was numb and he felt as though he was surrounded by constant flow of water that was cold nor warm. A tingling covered his skin and he lifted his hands to his helmet covered head.

He found it was gone and he groaned aloud clutching his face and shaking his head. "Where...what the fuck." he thought as he  attempted to stand and look around only to find himself in darkness.

Darkness surrounded him and he cursed quietly and attempted to take a step forward, but found that his legs weighed a ton.
Ahead of him he saw something glowing...no, not something.
Someone.

The outline of a small figure, grinning at him. If one could call the demented looking action a smile.

"Son of a...is Rita behind this? Or Zordon?!?!" he thought angrily attempting to lay out a plan of attack.

On cue, the figure shook his head and spoke, acknowledging through its tone that he knew what the young man was thinking, or he had read Tommy's expression.

“My name is Omni. This is not the world you know. This is the Omniverse. You interest me, so I have made you part of it. The Omniverse is a place that reflects the wishes of those who are part of it. But! There are rules. I will explain them only once, so listen carefully.”

Omni stretched out a hand towards a still stunned Tommy, placing a glimmering orb in which all the colors of the rainbow coalesce. As the interesting creature spoke, Tommy took the sphere and tried to figure out what it was.

Again, the unknown person spoke. His voice echoed slightly in the void like area, and Tommy took a moment to look around.

“This is Omnilium. It’s what ties the Omniverse together. Without it, you are nothing. With it, anything you desire can be yours. But you will need more than this. If you desire it enough, you will find it. You will find that using it comes naturally. Just think of what you desire most." stated the being.

Tommy lifted his eyes instantly and nearly glared at the being. Was he playing him for a fool? Or was he speaking the truth? Was the bastard working for Zordon or Rita?

As if sensing the man's confusion and doubts, Omni continued on with his speech, “You will not be alone in the Omniverse. There are others. Of course, they, too desire Omnilium. Do not fear death. For as long as you interest me, you will be reborn.".

The near glare he had started to turn on the unknown deity had turned into one of surprise and near awe. "Rebirth? You have the power to grant life? Can you take it away? This...this Omnilium, can it grant me the same abilities?" inquired Tommy.
The questions flying from his mouth one after another causing his chest to heave violently as he was forced to fight for a quick breath.

“That’s all you need to know right now. You’ll figure out the rest soon enough. I’ll be watching … and waiting.”  stated Omni, his mischievous glowing smile and face never changing as the darkness faded away.

[Lord Drakkon]

Slowly the darkness was replaced by light and whiteness that eagerly took form. The ground, the sky, were bright, clear white, to the point where it was hard to distinguish the horizon. Tommy's legs shook and he looked down to see he was wearing the last outfit he had took pride in selecting for himself.

A pair of thick black boots, a gray pair of jeans that had a slight tear in the right leg and a black long sleeved shirt that Rita had personally created after he obtained the powers of the White Tigerzord and Dragonzord power coins respectively.

A intertwined white and green yin-yang symbol, with the DragonZord's coin in the white curve of symbol, and the TigerZord's symbol lay in the dark. Though he was not morphed, the once enchanted sword known as Saba was sheathed and attached to his left hip, while the sword of darkness lay across his back.

The weight of the morpher was felt in his back pocket and he made it a point to pull it out and examine it quickly. No cracks, no damage. It was intact completely.

But he felt as though it was 'silent' when before it nearly sang and radiated with power. With a sigh he shook his head and placed the item of power back in its home. Again he'd repeated the question from earlier as he looked around, "Where the hell am I?" he whispered as he examined his surroundings.

Peering down he took a step back and bumped into a large man behind him, "Watch it you.", was all the balding older man said before walking off.

Tommy's observational skills were nearly impeccable. It came from years of practice with his grandfather, father, and brother. Martial arts training and his father's military mind had taught him to not only take in his surroundings and those in it, but try to become it as soon as possible.

The older man was dressed as though he had stepped out of an movie, or the past. He was dressed in nearly full armor, as damaged as it were; it made him look intimidating. The steel had signs of scorch marks, heavy and deep gouges that could have been inflicted by battle axes or claws.

Each step caused a heavy clang to fill the air, and as Tommy watched the knight depart, he noticed the ground.

The ground beneath him looked as though it was due to vanish within a few seconds and he thought he would fall through. Looking up, he saw there was no sun, yet the area was alit as though there was.

For some reason, the direction the knight took had caught his attention and soon enough, Tommy was making his way to the east.
It took time but eventually he ventured to the east, a gate, an archway of stone, loomed in the distance.

The giant fountain at the center he saw was interesting, but he would ignore it. He would not attempt to walk towards it.

Especially since there were others behind him, pushing him forward by bumping into him or rudely cursing. He would not engage in violence here, not in a unknown place and new possible world.

Besides that, he felt different. There was no sign of sickness within him, no mental disturbance. Just a sense of normalcy.
After absorbing both the power of the Tigerzord and Dragonzord, he had managed to tap into the power of the morphing grid without actually being morphed. It enabled him to tap into power beyond the possibility of many humans, and to an extent; his enemy Power Rangers.

An enhanced speed, strength and other abilities that made him deadly and formidable outside of the armored uniform of what he wore when morphed. And when transformed, it was nearly doubled if not more.

But now, he was...just normal.

As he continued on, he tried to feel the connection that once flowed through him. In a near dazed state, he nearly bumped into the older knight who stood before the archway and stared at the man.

Standing this close to the knight, Tommy noticed that like his armor, the warrior's face was also scarred and had a burn across the portion of his neck that was visible.

The knight's dark brown eyes stared into Tommy's own eyes, a light brown that was now tinted green and could be called 'hazel' by some. A side-effect of having absorbed the powers he once brandished.

"Hey there Prime, you lost? If you're seeking a place to serve, test your abilities or just gather your bearings; see to it that you follow me to Camelot. It's not a place for the weak. Bandits are among the common threats, and other foulness threatens the world. I serve-" he continued on, but instead of waiting to listen, Tommy walked past him, his hand falling to the hilt of Saba.

"Lord Drakkon serves no one.", he stated outright before walking through the archway and heading to the world of Camelot.

Only time could tell whether or not that would remain to be true.