Disclaimer: I DO NOT own the monkey team... those cute monkeys are copyright to their respectful owner. In the day she's a high fly Sparx and Nova fan... but at night, she becomes a Gibson Nova fan! Dun Dun Dun!

I feel like I am the only one... Cripes, it burns to be the only female doesn't it? pats a terrified Nova who is petrified of all these romantic fan-fics. The ending is what you want to be looking for, but don't skip this... this is intense stuff XD

I'm not an expert in this show... feel free to give me pointers. But don't criticize me for my own opinions in the story... it's for my own amusement mainly, and if you don't like it? First step- Click Back.

Note: I don't have a clue why I put G-forces in space, but I'm to lazy to change it. Also, I might add I have no idea what the Super Robot looks separated, so I improvised, and also, those things that are attacking them? I picture them as flying pieces of shiny glass with a point like a triangle. So yeah... I'm sorry.

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"I need backup Sparx! The right wing is getting bashed to pieces!" Chiro's voice came in loud and clear in the receiver of the Super Robot.

"There is way too many for me to do a darn thing!" Sparx's voice came barreling backwards in response."These guys just don't give up!" Nova listened to the contrast of the boys voices and keeping her gaze fixed on her monitor to what was going on, half listening to what they where saying and half trying to keep herself from being diced into bite-sized pieces... the monkey team was desperately fighting a loosing battle, the idea of victory was slowly slipping...

Barely visible against the starry field outside, a fleet of deadly looking spaceships, that where black in hue. They appeared polished so when the sun's light hit it, they glinted. When they flew close, one could plainly see the super robots reflection in them, but it's not like they stayed around long enough to be seen any ways.

Sparks was right, there where way to many to keep track of. They had worn out the aspect to shoot them down one by one, or target them for that matter; every time they had released a pod of torpedoes, the fleet formation would scatter in just moments, allowing the missals to pass them harmlessly, and then convene again into an attack position, ensuing their swift attacks without mercy... Dodging, swirling, dipping, twisting and turning like shards of flying broken glass. They continuously aimed themselves towards the suspended Super Robot, inflicting sharp fiber glass cuts in the metal skin before the victims could react.

"Chiro," Antauri's base voice suddenly seemed to appear from the heavens... "It would be wise to call of the attack. There are far too many, and we are too cumbersome to defend ourselves."

Suddenly an explosion of metal was overheard mangled in with the surprised cry of Otto trying to shout up to his teammates... though what he said was inaudible, for the super robot rocked backwards with a sickening lurch, sending five monkeys and a boy sailing from their seats. The loud crashing of equipment and bending and cracking of metal was now constant. Nova struggled to untangle herself from a horde of twisted cords, ending up biting through a few of them to make it back to her post. Obviously, Chiro was the first to fully recover.

"Everyone ok?" he asked (there was another crash that sounded as though something large just snapped in half)

"We're good over here." Sparks announced, as if concluding that he was comfortable flying out of his chair and crashing into a wall...

"Tell that to my aching skull..." Nova grumbled.

"I don't know what is going on here!" Otto's voice came in muffled and distressed "I can't move nothing!"

"It appears the main frame chord for the operating system has been severed," Gibson's nervous voice came in "your pilot is no longer mobile Otto."

"Shoot." There was another pause as everyone seemed to hold their breath...

"What if we separated and ditch these guys in the asteroid belt?" suggested Nova "Sparx, you could get Otto to a safe spot to dock and we can find a way to repair him." She waited as there was another spell of silence, there was not much time to think of a better plan; every fleeting moment that passed them by the robot was being destroyed, and them along with it.

"Ah, a divide and conquer tenique... but perhaps not strong enough to conquer..." Gibson said pensively.

"Worth a shot." Chiro could be heard again, "I just hope we have enough fuel to get there."

"Indeed," agreed Antauri "but then we cannot go solitaire, we must travel in pairs until the invaders fall back."

So after all agreeing, they dispersed, it took only a few minutes to separate completely, they flew in different directions, Sparx and Otto taking a pitch downwards, Chiro and Gibson taking a shot upwards, and Antauri and Nova heading directly towards the asteroids.

The plan seemed to work, the ships appeared to become confused as one whole, darting one way towards one monkey pair, then averting their decision and ascending, then again halting. Their form become one huge quivering clod of back mass where they where previously stationed the Super Robot, they did not continue pre sue them.

"When will we meet back up?" Sparx questioned with a hint of annoyance lurking just underneath "I mean, for crying out loud, carrying around Otto is a pain in the tail..." (there was a defensive retort after this from Otto and shortly after, a dispute had begun between Sparx and him in the background of the transmission)

"Lead them away from Shugazume first..." Chiro instructed "we cannot take any chances of bringing danger down there. Like Nova said, find a good spot to dock, so Gibson can fix Otto's pilot."

"Can't say no to a lady." came Sparx's response, at this Nova bit her lip and ignored the comment, being so far away to give him physical chastisement, arguing would only provoke him further.

"Uh... guys... are you seeing what I'm seeing? Cause my readings don't look so good..." Otto's voice suddenly seemed to ring a imaginary alarm bell in the receiver, swapping the subject completely... Nova turned her attention to the red and green figures on her tracking screen. Sure enough, the legion of shards where cruising at light speed towards her and Antauri. They where gaining on them so fast it was frightening... 1 kilometer... 500 meters... 80 yards...

"Why are they going after us? We are not damaged!" Nova blared in a half panic, shifting her thrusters on high... Antauri had did the same, they both now sped side by side in perfect unison, a few spinning asteroids appeared in her line of vision... they where on the brim of the asteroid belt.

"After you!" and exasperated Chiro reeled inwards "No joke! Their chasing us!"

"You guys are nuts, I've got these guys are right behind us!" Sparx snorted in disbelief. "Though I must say I think Otto is doing a pretty good job of blocking most of their attacks with his ship..." (Otto could be heard howling a strange concoction of curses in the background)

"They look as though they are the same exact amount of UFO's that attacked us when we where as one, as though they have not separated themselves. Do you think they might have the ability replicate?" Antauri queried firmly to anyone who had an answer. His voice was so calm compared to everyone else's, but concealed a worry underneath… he had nerves of steel that Nova only dreamed of having… she was slightly distracted as she observed him nosedive skillfully under an asteroid and bring it back up to her side.

"Maybe," Gibson replied thoughtfully... "Either way... there are more of them where me and Chiro are headed..." Nova looked up ahead and scanned her radar carefully, but there was no sign of anything ahead of them... but she spotted Sparx and Otto a few hundred yards ahead, they where still connected to each other, Otto was swinging below Sparx craft like a swing... threatening to fall into space at any given moment. As it rocked, his momentum made Sparx's vessel jolt violently in random directions, making it seem like an old beat up giant flywheel...

"Hold on, I'm going to see if I can hold these guys off for yah." Nova pulled her break lever in reverse, her speed abating greatly down to a full halt, leaving Antauri free to join the others clustered up ahead.

"Good luck." Otto said in a pessimistic manner, it sounded as though he was being jostled and the words did come out quite right, more like "B-g-good cluvk"...

"Yeah right." Nova remarked, a smirk edged itself up the side of her maw. She turned the ship around so she faced the oncoming stampede of glass, activating all possible weapons she was equipped with, which ranged from missals, bombs, flame throwers, lasers, light beams and other unnecessary gizmos.

Her smirk seemed to expand as the shards of glass became visible on the horizon, glinting amber bright from the sun that silhouetted them from behind them. They where large, like huge sharp boulders shot from a huge bow and arrow, flinging themselves without mercy towards her... an intimidating stance she wasn't going to buy.

"Ok tough guys..." she steadily energized her laser cannon located just underneath her as she began to fly forward, gaining velocity rapidly, the sides of her vision beginning to blur... rocks flying all around her, white stars from far away disappearing into a black background. She settled herself comfortably in her chair, her tail coiling tightly around the 'fire' button.

"Ya want me?" The closest shard was only several yards away... From somewhere she thought she heard someone yell out in excitement, but she couldn't understand who or what it was...

"You gotta fight for it suckers!" she snarled, revealing her sharp white fangs.

With that she opened fire.

A dazzling light show soon followed, lasers shot rapidly into the air as Nova launched batches after batches of missals aimed straight for the cloud of lethal ships. This time they had no time to scatter... their fate was sealed.

She had entered the ship cloud, loosing all sense of direction and sensibility, a heavy dust began to rise as a tremendous noise like a hundred fire crackers erupting in unison... she lost track what she was firing at, but continued to fire just the same, her pilot spinning and diving whenever she saw something ready to strike her, blasting away relentlessly... she kept this up for who knows how long.

When she neared the end of the confines of the cloud where the space was clear she ceased fire for a momentary spell. She whipped herself to climb the space area with a sharp intake of breath, G-forces of space sucking her into the seat as she rose up in a vertical stance, tipping the nose of her carrier back so now she flew upside down. She saw a ship rocket past behind her dangerously close that made her swerve of track. She recognized was of her teammates,determining the silver metallic glint rather then the dark forbidding of the enemy. Although, this team mate was almost more unbearable then any foe she faced...

More shots rang out loud and clear, whisking past her windows with breakneck speed... emitting everything to high pitched whistles to firecracker screams deafened the atmosphere. It became clear to her that Sparx had brought his tailgaters along with him and was now fighting along side her in order to eliminate them...

She performed a dive-barrel roll back down shooting at everything that dared moved... emitting a yeti screech from her high pitched vocals.

("Nova!") The sootish powder was so heavy too see through, she had to squint she parted the dust clearing, firing at fragments of blown up shards, they where moving... maybe to reform... why where they still MOVING!

("Nova! You-") Now there where only particles, she proceeded to engage a full swipe cherry bomb to make sure...

"NOVA!" Someone shouted so loud she momentarily clamped her hands to her prosthesis constructed ears, snapping her eyes shut as her entire vessel vibrated.

"What!" she spat back, saliva flying... it was an automatic response to her. She looked up, spotting Sparx's unit hovering just above hers only at about a right angle. She peered peevishly upwards through the glass of her pod with her arms tightly crossed she spotted the scarlet furred monkey laughing like a maniac in his chair, one hand covering his face to help settle himself down from his own dangerous enjoyment, giving her the thumbs up sign with the other.

"I think it's safe to say you got them!" Nova looked around... all that was left of the force that had seemed so threatening only moments before... now floated in a mere dust cloud that was slowly fading. She looked around for a moment before a grin spread over her features.

"YEAH!" she jeered punching the air in her victory. "That didn't take very long at all!" "Actually it took you about, eh, a half an hour without my help." added Sparx with a sadistic grin. Nova's "happy moment" bubble seemed to deflate as Sparx's voice seemed to puncture it.

"Of course, you where having so much fun, I gave you more stuff to shoot at." Nova scowled malignly, she rose up to where Sparx hovered watching her at a comfortable stance, his arms folded behind his head, seeing her blow up at him for his wise cracks countless times, he had required many welts on his helm before he learned that when to pushing Nova's buttons, you had to push them and run for your fur. But this time, she couldn't touch him in his craft.

She paused, sending him a death ray before she lurched her craft forward towards the deeper parts of the asteroid belt, Sprx quirked a brow and followed suit.

It wasn't long before she could spot Otto's vessel marooned on a slowly revolving asteroid. It looked as bad as it sounded... Otto's ship was gashed on all sides, chords protruded up from the metal shell, twitching as they had been cut and where now glowing faintly from over heating. Beside the damaged ship, she identified Gibson's vessel planted close by.

"Go ahead and land..." came Otto's dismal voice. "It looks like I might be here a while..." as she squinted she could see a green monkey lying lazily on the control chair, his tail swinging uselessly side to side somberly.

"Gibson said that the 'damage is significant', I'm the best mechanic on team! I could fix it!"

"None of that sort of language." snapped Gibson, which Nova was unable to locate "I said it would take a few minutes to reinstall a new chord that's all. You could fix it, but there is a profusion amount of carbon dioxide leaking into your compartment, which also indicates that there is no barrier from you and the outside world, so if you went to get your suit you'd be crushed by the space pressure. Besides, I'm the only one with the chord…" Otto seemed drowned in Gibson's sea of words and definitions, and quite frankly, he had no idea what it meant... Nova could see him slouch down in his chair in disgust.

"Where are Chiro and Antauri?" asked Nova as she settled the ship down on the rocky asteroid terrain, small eddies swirled and spiraled under the legs of the ship as she touched down, her systems unclenching and clicking as the engines cooled down in relief. She kicked back in her retractable chair, putting the heels of her feet upon one of her screen panels as she stretched herself, mouth opening to yawn loudly... her tail curling around her feet.

"They're off finishing the job." Gibson explained "They wanted me to fix Otto as quickly as possible in case more come... not that I can heal everything those destructive mutated alkaloids inflicted, (ugh this stupid broken panel what is this doing here?) but I can get him back up and running and finish the rest at home, but the damage is (grunt) very well done... there is fiber glass everywhere..." his voice trailed off into grumbles of discontent as the clatter of machinery could be heard from the background.

"Gibson where in sans-helm you?" Sparks confused voice came from behind, "You on Otto's ship already?"

"(Grunt) No, I'm outside, but I can see in... you won't believe the mess he has neglected to clean up... Otto what did you do? Allow a veggie bomb explode while we where sleeping?" "No!" Otto spluttered suddenly in his defense

"Just... I... just, ate something that's all." "Well what did you eat? A twenty pound mud cake?"

"Well actually I-"

"Don't answer that please."

"Monkey Team!" Chiro's voice came in through the receiver. "You've got company! Look to your left, there is one more ship heading your way! We've got our hands full over here!"

It was like a wave of relief for Nova, it gave her something to do rather then listen to the males bickering...

"Must have slipped their fingers..." she had already started up her tank and had begun to elevate of the asteroids surface.

"No problem, we can spruce them off for you Chiro."

"I've got it fixed!" Gibson declared, (seemingly just at the right moment) his tone had shifted to a rather enthused one. "Hold on Otto, I'll just run back to my ship and you can move again."

Both Sparks and Nova both floated on alert, scanning the skies wearily for any sign of the invaders... but for what it seemed, it was completely serene... it was lifeless quiet save for them. Only the gentle revolving of asteroids that had hung undisturbed for thousands of millenniums reached their sight.

"Aw man, the whole team is going to be ready and there is gonna be no action!" complained Otto from down below, he was attempting to restart his engine without much success, it ship seemed to utter a loud belch and that's was about it... As she peered closer into the ominous darkness of space she thought she had seen a shadow shift and then freeze in front of a star, barring it from view... the movement only something with individual capacity would make...

"There is one right there... just like Chiro said... look to your left Sparx... Sparx... the left... your OTHER left you ninny!" There was a light clang of Otto's ship, As Nova glanced over her shoulder she saw a navy blue monkey drop to the ground from the outside of the ship and start sprinting as fast as he could on the asteroids minor gravity back to his own, a path of asteroid dust curling behind his quick pace.

The sound of something cutting through air ... a gentle whisper of frictiondrew her attention back to the unidentified flying object... which was reaching them quicker then she had expected, it's form becoming apparent through the large asteroids.

She opened fire without a moments hesitation, so did Sparx... but the shard dodged them, avoiding their fire and cruising towards the asteroid.

"It's gonna blow us up!" Otto panicked from down bellow, who was trying harder then ever to reboot his engine... still unsuccessful he uttered a few loose curses. Finally Sparx was able to hit it directly... it began to disintegrate rapidly, turning the gleaming black glass into a bright green fireball...

"Hit!" announced Sparx proudly. But the fireball continued to barrel... seeming determined to carry out it's despicable deed. Nova finally realized what it was aiming for, so did Sparx...

"MOVIT GIBSON!" ... it was too late... In slow motion, Nova recalled Gibson's petrified expressions just before the speeding fire hit... he stood only a few yards away from the door of his ship... but still not close enough to reach safety...

In slow motion... he saw the fireball's intense light illuminating the ridges and craters of the asteroid and the fear highlighted in his facetted eyes like a painting, his mouth cracked open slightly in surprise...

Only feet away, Gibson's fur rippled back as he put his metallic arms up across his chest in a defensive mode, curling his lower body up to his head whilst his long tail coiling around his neck... even though it would be useless...

In that single moment... in a heartbeat... in a beat of a birds wings... Nova's life forever more was turned inside out.