{"sf1_id":1948879,"sf2_id":"pnGL5xg1","title":"Chapter 33: On the run into memories","author":"Ginsenshi","words":1293,"posted_at":"2023-01-25T16:36:00.000Z","tags":["Blind","Gay","Gay Relationship","Power Rangers"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1948879-chapter-33-on-the-run-into-memories","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/pnGL5xg1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/f6/77/f677b654-3abe-4317-9d29-3c541c513703","description":"#33 of Roen Olver the teen years\n\nSummary: ROe and Alex are on the run from those who are after them. A AU\nwhere the power has failed, its strength protecting them no longer.","content":"Chapter 33: On the\u0026nbsp; run\u0026nbsp; into\u0026nbsp; memories\u0026nbsp;\n\nSummary: \u0026nbsp; ROe and\u0026nbsp; Alex\u0026nbsp; are\u0026nbsp; on the\u0026nbsp; run from\u0026nbsp; those\u0026nbsp; who are\u0026nbsp; after\u0026nbsp; them. A AU\u0026nbsp;\n\nwhere\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; power has failed,\u0026nbsp; its\u0026nbsp; strength\u0026nbsp; protecting\u0026nbsp; them\u0026nbsp; no\u0026nbsp; longer.\n\nRoe's\u0026nbsp; silver\u0026nbsp; furred\u0026nbsp; form\u0026nbsp; ran\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; Alex's\u0026nbsp; mansion front\u0026nbsp; doors, Connor\u0026nbsp; following\u0026nbsp; at\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; run\u0026nbsp; beside Roe, his\u0026nbsp; guide harness\u0026nbsp; flapping\u0026nbsp; on\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; back\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; leash\u0026nbsp; held\u0026nbsp; tightly\u0026nbsp; in\u0026nbsp; ROe's\u0026nbsp; hand. The\u0026nbsp; two \u0026nbsp; finally\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; making \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; it\u0026nbsp; through\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; doors.\n\n\"Alex!\" Roe\u0026nbsp; shouts\u0026nbsp; at the\u0026nbsp; top\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; lungs his\u0026nbsp; voice\u0026nbsp; filling\u0026nbsp; the front\u0026nbsp; hall.\u0026nbsp; Ace\u0026nbsp; comes\u0026nbsp; running\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; Alex\u0026nbsp; beside him..\n\n\"What ?\u0026nbsp; Roe?!\" Alex\u0026nbsp; asks, meeting\u0026nbsp; Roe\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; Connor at\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; foyer.\n\n\"Lord\u0026nbsp; avion has\u0026nbsp; won. We\u0026nbsp; gotta\u0026nbsp; go!\" Roe\u0026nbsp; says\u0026nbsp; in\u0026nbsp; a rush\u0026nbsp; of breath,\u0026nbsp; \"Pack\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; bag with the\u0026nbsp; important\u0026nbsp; stuff\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; get the\u0026nbsp; bikes\u0026nbsp; ready.\" Alex\u0026nbsp; took a\u0026nbsp; deep breath, \"I know\u0026nbsp; jewels\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; turned\u0026nbsp; but\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; win.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe\u0026nbsp; started.\n\n\"Unless Time Force\u0026nbsp; comes\u0026nbsp; back , we gotta\u0026nbsp; run Alex.\" Roen\u0026nbsp; says \u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; finality in\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; voice.\n\nWith their\u0026nbsp; discussion over, Alex\u0026nbsp; along\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; Ace\u0026nbsp; went\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; start packing.\n\n\u0026nbsp;Roen\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; Connor\u0026nbsp; pacing for a\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; bit and then\u0026nbsp; went\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; help\u0026nbsp; Alex\u0026nbsp; pack their \u0026nbsp; few\u0026nbsp; important\u0026nbsp; possessions.\u0026nbsp;\n\nIn\u0026nbsp; their\u0026nbsp; room,\n\n\"Its \u0026nbsp; different,\u0026nbsp; having\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; run, why\u0026nbsp; can't we\u0026nbsp; fight? Like\u0026nbsp; in that\u0026nbsp; dark future\u0026nbsp; we\u0026nbsp; saw?\" Alex\u0026nbsp; asks, \"The\u0026nbsp; power\u0026nbsp; was\u0026nbsp; destroyed there\u0026nbsp; too.\"\n\n\"It\u0026nbsp; was\u0026nbsp; but\u0026nbsp; somehow\u0026nbsp; that\u0026nbsp; was different\u0026nbsp; , there we\u0026nbsp; sacrificed everything , and\u0026nbsp; still\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; power\u0026nbsp; came\u0026nbsp; back.\" ROen\u0026nbsp; replied, continuing\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; pull out\u0026nbsp; clothes\u0026nbsp; from the\u0026nbsp; dresser\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; fold them\u0026nbsp; into\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; backpack..\n\n\"After everything\u0026nbsp; we've\u0026nbsp; been through, we've\u0026nbsp; never\u0026nbsp; given up ROe.\" Alex\u0026nbsp; says.\n\n\" I know\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; same\u0026nbsp; lessons\u0026nbsp; Alex, Never\u0026nbsp; give\u0026nbsp; up, never\u0026nbsp; surrender.\" Roe starts\u0026nbsp; back, \"But\u0026nbsp; without\u0026nbsp; our\u0026nbsp; powers, any\u0026nbsp; of them. We can't\u0026nbsp; do anything.\"\n\n\"What\u0026nbsp; about \u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; trans dimensional portals ?\" Alex\u0026nbsp; asks.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"The\u0026nbsp; ranger powers, the\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; Gundams,\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; trans dimensional portals to\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe\u0026nbsp; galactic Federation \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; and \u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; galactic Guardians.. Hell\u0026nbsp; even the\u0026nbsp; boys\u0026nbsp; won't\u0026nbsp; be able\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; shift.\" Roe says, both\u0026nbsp; Ace\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; Connor\u0026nbsp; letting\u0026nbsp; out\u0026nbsp; annoyed\u0026nbsp; whines at\u0026nbsp; that\u0026nbsp; last\u0026nbsp; part.\n\nA while\u0026nbsp; later\u0026nbsp; Roen and\u0026nbsp; Alex\u0026nbsp; where\u0026nbsp; zipping\u0026nbsp; their\u0026nbsp; backpacks\u0026nbsp; closed\u0026nbsp; Connor\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; Ace\u0026nbsp; staring\u0026nbsp; up\u0026nbsp; at their\u0026nbsp; people. \"Okay\u0026nbsp; mutts, let's\u0026nbsp; get\u0026nbsp; you\u0026nbsp; out\u0026nbsp; to the\u0026nbsp; bikes\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; buckled in and\u0026nbsp; let's\u0026nbsp; go.\" Roe says to\u0026nbsp; Connor and\u0026nbsp; Ace, gathering \u0026nbsp; up\u0026nbsp; their\u0026nbsp; leashes\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; handing\u0026nbsp; Ace's\u0026nbsp; leash\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; Alex,\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; then heading\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; their\u0026nbsp; bikes, pulling\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; backpack\u0026nbsp; behind\u0026nbsp; him\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; Alex following\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; Ace.\u0026nbsp;\n\nOutside\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; boys\u0026nbsp; where\u0026nbsp; buckled\u0026nbsp; into the\u0026nbsp; sidecars and\u0026nbsp; Roe and\u0026nbsp; Alex\u0026nbsp; mounting\u0026nbsp; their\u0026nbsp; bikes\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; kicking\u0026nbsp; them\u0026nbsp; into\u0026nbsp; gear and\u0026nbsp; setting\u0026nbsp; off to\u0026nbsp; out run\u0026nbsp; Lord\u0026nbsp; avion.\n\nThe\u0026nbsp; first\u0026nbsp; safe\u0026nbsp; rest\u0026nbsp;\n\nIt was\u0026nbsp; two\u0026nbsp; days\u0026nbsp; later\u0026nbsp; and 1000 miles \u0026nbsp; from\u0026nbsp; home\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; their\u0026nbsp; bikes\u0026nbsp; almost\u0026nbsp; on empty, that\u0026nbsp; they\u0026nbsp; came\u0026nbsp; rolling\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; into \u0026nbsp; a small\u0026nbsp; town\u0026nbsp; miles away\u0026nbsp; from\u0026nbsp; Wolf Point. The\u0026nbsp; dogs fur\u0026nbsp; wind\u0026nbsp; swept, Roen and\u0026nbsp; Alex\u0026nbsp; eager to get\u0026nbsp; their\u0026nbsp; helmets\u0026nbsp; off and\u0026nbsp; breathe \u0026nbsp; clean\u0026nbsp; air.\n\n\"Shit! The\u0026nbsp; tanks are\u0026nbsp; running\u0026nbsp; on\u0026nbsp; fumes, we\u0026nbsp; better\u0026nbsp; gas\u0026nbsp; up\u0026nbsp; here babe,\" Roen says, letting\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; out a\u0026nbsp; sigh, mounting\u0026nbsp; and unbuckling\u0026nbsp; Connor\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; getting\u0026nbsp; on\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; guide harness, stowing his\u0026nbsp; helmet in a\u0026nbsp; saddle bag, waiting \u0026nbsp; on\u0026nbsp; Alex\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; Ace\u0026nbsp; to do the\u0026nbsp; sane,\n\nWith the\u0026nbsp; boys\u0026nbsp; dress ,\u0026nbsp; Roe and\u0026nbsp; Alex\u0026nbsp; gas up\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; bikes,. Roe\u0026nbsp; heading in to\u0026nbsp; pay\u0026nbsp; , the\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; old\u0026nbsp; pumps not\u0026nbsp; taking \u0026nbsp; credit cards. \"Yeah?\" comes\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; old\u0026nbsp; sounding\u0026nbsp; voice with\u0026nbsp; a heavy\u0026nbsp; Southern\u0026nbsp; accent , Roe had\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; concentrate to understand.\n\n\"$50\u0026nbsp; on pump1 and 3, please.\" Roe\u0026nbsp; says\u0026nbsp; stepping\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; up \u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; counter. \"And\u0026nbsp; - let\u0026nbsp; me\u0026nbsp; look\u0026nbsp; around\u0026nbsp; for\u0026nbsp; some\u0026nbsp; snacks, give\u0026nbsp; me a\u0026nbsp; minute.\" Roe says, stepping\u0026nbsp; away\u0026nbsp; from the\u0026nbsp; counter, \"Right\u0026nbsp; around\u0026nbsp; Connor, left-left.; let's\u0026nbsp; find\u0026nbsp; some\u0026nbsp; snacks.\"\n\nRoen and\u0026nbsp; Connor\u0026nbsp; returned\u0026nbsp; to the\u0026nbsp; counter\u0026nbsp; with a armful\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; snacks, beef jerky, chips\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; some\u0026nbsp; sodas.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"$118 total, kid,\" the\u0026nbsp; clerk\u0026nbsp; says, ringing\u0026nbsp; up the\u0026nbsp; total.\" \"That your\u0026nbsp; bikes out there?\"\n\n\"Yeah\u0026nbsp; Mine and\u0026nbsp; my\u0026nbsp; boyfriend's, their\u0026nbsp; those\u0026nbsp; new\u0026nbsp; self-driving\u0026nbsp; hybrids with\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; blindness\u0026nbsp; Interface, if\u0026nbsp; we\u0026nbsp; feel like\u0026nbsp; driving ourselves.\"\" Roe\u0026nbsp; responds, easily.\n\n\"Nice bikes.\" The\u0026nbsp; clerk\u0026nbsp; says\u0026nbsp; with a\u0026nbsp; whistle.\n\nYeah, Thanks. bye.\" ROen \u0026nbsp; says\u0026nbsp; leaving through\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; front\u0026nbsp; door and\u0026nbsp; returning\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; Alex\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; ace, Mounting their\u0026nbsp; bikes\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; setting off, the silent motors making no noise as they left the loan gas station.\n\nThey\u0026nbsp; ride\u0026nbsp; on, their\u0026nbsp; minds wondering\u0026nbsp; on where they\u0026nbsp; could\u0026nbsp; run, their\u0026nbsp; minds\u0026nbsp; both wondering\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; easier \u0026nbsp; times.\n\n\\*Flashback\\*\u0026nbsp;\n\nAlex stood\u0026nbsp; outside Mr. Jameson's classroom nervously tapping\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; foot\u0026nbsp; on the\u0026nbsp; floor., his\u0026nbsp; fingers flicking\u0026nbsp; from\u0026nbsp; item\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; item\u0026nbsp; on\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; iPhone\u0026nbsp; re-reading\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; email, his\u0026nbsp; nervousness reaching\u0026nbsp; a \u0026nbsp; fevered\u0026nbsp; pitch. As\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; door\u0026nbsp; opened:; mr. Jameson \u0026nbsp; invited him in.\n\nThe\u0026nbsp; two\u0026nbsp; making\u0026nbsp; their\u0026nbsp; way\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; mr. Jameson's\u0026nbsp; desk.\n\n\"So\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; reason\u0026nbsp; I\u0026nbsp; asked you\u0026nbsp; here\u0026nbsp; today\u0026nbsp; Alex is\u0026nbsp; I notice\u0026nbsp; your\u0026nbsp; grades\u0026nbsp; are slipping.\" The\u0026nbsp; teacher\u0026nbsp; said taking\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; seat\u0026nbsp; behind\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; desk, Alex\u0026nbsp; standing\u0026nbsp; facing \u0026nbsp; Mr. Jameson.\n\n\"Well...\" Alex\u0026nbsp; started, \"Having\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; learn\u0026nbsp; all\u0026nbsp; this\u0026nbsp; new blindness\u0026nbsp; tech\u0026nbsp; has\u0026nbsp; been\u0026nbsp; really difficult.\" He\u0026nbsp; finished\u0026nbsp; hoping\u0026nbsp; mr\u0026nbsp; Jameson\u0026nbsp; would\u0026nbsp; cut\u0026nbsp; him\u0026nbsp; some\u0026nbsp; slack.\n\n\"I figured\u0026nbsp; as\u0026nbsp; much, that's\u0026nbsp; why\u0026nbsp; I\u0026nbsp; talked\u0026nbsp; it over\u0026nbsp; with your\u0026nbsp; parents , and\u0026nbsp; we\u0026nbsp; thought\u0026nbsp; it\u0026nbsp; best\u0026nbsp; we\u0026nbsp; get you\u0026nbsp; a tutor in\u0026nbsp; blindness\u0026nbsp; Technology, in addition to yourTVI .\" mr. Jameson in formed\u0026nbsp; Alex, a knock\u0026nbsp; coming\u0026nbsp; from the hall door. The\u0026nbsp; door\u0026nbsp; opens\u0026nbsp; with the\u0026nbsp; jingling\u0026nbsp; of dog's tags and\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; smell\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; nice\u0026nbsp; Cologne.\n\n\"Ah \u0026nbsp; Mr. Oliver, nice\u0026nbsp; of you\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; join\u0026nbsp; us .\"\u0026nbsp; mr. Jameson said, \u0026nbsp; standing\u0026nbsp; up and\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; reaching\u0026nbsp; out\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; hand\u0026nbsp; out\u0026nbsp; for a handshake, \u0026nbsp; Mr, Oliver\u0026nbsp; doing the\u0026nbsp; same.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Great some\u0026nbsp; old\u0026nbsp; guy \u0026nbsp; teaching\u0026nbsp; me\u0026nbsp; how to\u0026nbsp; use\u0026nbsp; this\u0026nbsp; stuff.\" Alex\u0026nbsp; thought to himself, as\u0026nbsp; mr. Jameson started\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; make\u0026nbsp; introductions.\n\n\"Alex\u0026nbsp; Sage\u0026nbsp; I would\u0026nbsp; like you\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; meet Roen Oliver,I\u0026nbsp; believe\u0026nbsp; he's\u0026nbsp; in your\u0026nbsp; history\u0026nbsp; course.\" mr. Jameson finished.\n\nDog tags\u0026nbsp; proceed the\u0026nbsp; footsteps\u0026nbsp; of the dog\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; handler, reaching Alex\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; Mr. Jameson's where they\u0026nbsp; stood.\n\n:Alex , nice \u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; see you\u0026nbsp; again.\"\u0026nbsp; ROen \u0026nbsp; says, reaching\u0026nbsp; out\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; find\u0026nbsp; Alex's\u0026nbsp; out\u0026nbsp; stretched hand and shaking it.\n\nA feeling of electricity\u0026nbsp; horses\u0026nbsp; through there\u0026nbsp; fingers as \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; they\u0026nbsp; shake hands.\n\n\"Yeah\u0026nbsp; mr. Jameson, we've\u0026nbsp; met.\" Alex\u0026nbsp; finishes\u0026nbsp; lamely.\n\n\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\n\nIt\u0026nbsp; was\u0026nbsp; later that\u0026nbsp; weekend\u0026nbsp; that\u0026nbsp; they\u0026nbsp; meet up,\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; feeling\u0026nbsp; like that\u0026nbsp; night with Jessie\u0026nbsp; and \u0026nbsp; Jonathan at that\u0026nbsp; bonfire. Was the\u0026nbsp; right\u0026nbsp; thing\u0026nbsp; to do, and\u0026nbsp; anything\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; ROen from that\u0026nbsp; night\u0026nbsp; forward\u0026nbsp; was the\u0026nbsp; Grid's will.\u0026nbsp; His accident\u0026nbsp; on the\u0026nbsp; other\u0026nbsp; hand\u0026nbsp; was\u0026nbsp; a reality\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; where\u0026nbsp; they\u0026nbsp; got\u0026nbsp; their ranger powers\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; Jonny\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; beasts\u0026nbsp; causing \u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; near blinding\u0026nbsp; shattering\u0026nbsp; his helmet\u0026nbsp; visor\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; finishing\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; the myopic degeneration's\u0026nbsp; work.\n\n\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\n\nThe\u0026nbsp; foursome\u0026nbsp; found themselves miles and\u0026nbsp; days from\u0026nbsp; Wolf Point , their\u0026nbsp; asses\u0026nbsp; sore\u0026nbsp; from\u0026nbsp; riding with\u0026nbsp; only\u0026nbsp; taking\u0026nbsp; rest breaks\u0026nbsp; to feed\u0026nbsp; the boys and themselves with\u0026nbsp; few\u0026nbsp; bathroom breaks. Roen's \u0026nbsp; Bladder \u0026nbsp; screaming\u0026nbsp; at\u0026nbsp; him\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; pull over\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; pee.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Pulling\u0026nbsp; over, hun. Have to\u0026nbsp; piss.\" ROen\u0026nbsp; says\u0026nbsp; over the mics, turning his\u0026nbsp; bike\u0026nbsp; over to the\u0026nbsp; side\u0026nbsp; of the shoulder of the \u0026nbsp; road, and\u0026nbsp; dismounting\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; whipping \u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; cane\u0026nbsp; out\u0026nbsp; quick\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; find the\u0026nbsp; woods.\n\nAlex's\u0026nbsp; bike\u0026nbsp; coming\u0026nbsp; to a\u0026nbsp; stop\u0026nbsp; behind him, its\u0026nbsp; motor\u0026nbsp; hemming\u0026nbsp; low\u0026nbsp; in the\u0026nbsp; quiet\u0026nbsp; of the lonely\u0026nbsp; road.\n\n\"I might\u0026nbsp; as\u0026nbsp; well, what\u0026nbsp; about\u0026nbsp; you two?\" Alex\u0026nbsp; comments\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; asks the\u0026nbsp; two\u0026nbsp; dogs.\n\nAlex leashes\u0026nbsp; them\u0026nbsp; up\u0026nbsp; one\u0026nbsp; by\u0026nbsp; one\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; takes\u0026nbsp; them\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; relief themselves, with\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; four\u0026nbsp; feeling\u0026nbsp; better\u0026nbsp; they\u0026nbsp; get back\u0026nbsp; on the\u0026nbsp; open road.\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Roen Olver  the  teen years","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1948878-chapter-32-the-dark-future-the-tragic-fate-of-wolf-fury.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1948881-chapter-34-have-we-met-before.json"}}