CHAPTER I – Rewritten!
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Chiro woke up, lying down on the cold and damped floor. The smell immediately made his eyes watery, he knew where he was and it brought him old memories, after all the sewers complex had hid him from bullies and offered him a place to sleep when the orphanage was too violent and he left to avoid battle. But it also remembered Chiro the hardships of his childhood because most of the times he visited this place was when he was too weak to escape to the outskirts, when he was tracked down by the local police (when he escaped), when he was severely injured by those who didn't care to take away the most precious thing from him; his innocence. He shrugged as he recalled some of the events; no one deserved suffering, even less being just a boy. It was then that he heard it, a soft whimper that reached his ear thanks to the echo these maze had. He stood up stumbling, sweat trickled down his face; he had forgotten just how hot this place was, hot enough to make you sweat and the humidity didn't help much for that it left you bathed in less than an hour.
He followed the sobs into a larger chamber, where a boy hugged his legs close to his chest and cried with his face hidden. Sometimes he stopped to cough hardly before once again weeping all out. Chiro watched him pitifully, he must've look like that before he discovered the Super Robot.
'I was such a fragile little kid' He closed his eyes and recalled Antauri's words of wisdom. He couldn't be so hard on himself, but still, back then he couldn't protect himself from anything, not even words. That's why it is his greatest fear, being so vulnerable was bad, he had to be tougher or the world could've killed him. But yet he survived and became a great hero, the boy of the prophecy and the Super Robot Monkey Team's leader. Once he calmed down he opened his sapphire colored eyes and stared at the boy again, he was going to help him in any way.
Chiro kneeled besides the boy and reached a comforting hand to his shoulder, surprisingly he ignored it so he decided to add a little shake to do the trick. It worked, as the youngster stopped crying. Chiro moved his hand involuntarily and carefully raised the small chin of the boy; he only had to touch it as the lad himself raised his head, action which made Chiro scare out of his mind.
The boy was hurt; he was probably involved in a fight because it showed just defensive wounds and a couple of direct hits to the face. Sweat, blood and tears mixed all together and bruises already purple or black, many of them where highly swollen. The boy raised his hand and with a look of plea he stared Chiro. An IV was there, and it was quite big. He took it out and waited for the kid to thank him, but again the boy remained silent. A white aura started covering the boy's body, he was transforming, growing into an adult.
Now Chiro was at least 5 meters away from him, when the white darkened and eventually changed into black, so much power with just a change. The man saw Chiro and ran towards him, he couldn't move now, he was paralyzed! BAAAAAM!
Chiro's heartbeat was at full power when he jolted up from sleep, he quickly noticed just how much he was sweating.
"It was just a nightmare, calm down Chiro" he reassuringly said to himself, he watched the surrounding area in detail before lying down again, but he didn't want to sleep any more really. Maybe his body demanded it, self-training was hard and he was just starting level 3. He groaned as he anticipated level 10, it was much better to train with the monkeys but as they were out of town there wasn't much of a choice. Chiro wasn't worried for them, they knew how to defend themselves and besides that, they were going to one of the safest place on the universe, where about a million, perhaps even more guards kept an eye on the installations, the Inter Galactic Identification Services, as the name tells, to get their IDs. He yawned noisily before drifting back to sleep.
'Chiro…Chiro…Chiro' Someone was calling him, maybe it was his imagination. 'Chiro…Chiro' Huh? That sounded too real "Chiro!"
His hand grabbed the communicator located in his nightstand and groggily responded to the call. "Yes? Uh I mean, Chiro in!" He blushed heavily, he sounded so silly while he was half asleep. When Sprx called he always joked about what Chiro had done the night before as he was not having any sleep and he overslept all morning, then always a smack was heard as Nova gave a piece of her mind to Sprx while Gibson Lectured Chiro about why was oversleeping bad for his routine. But this time, Antauri's calm voice was the one calling him.
"Chiro, were you sleeping?" Chiro heavily sighted before answering.
"Yes, Antauri" He expected as an answer something such as don't sleep any more or remember the lecture Gibson gave you but it wasn't like that. Instead Antauri sighted and called good bye before ending the call.
Chiro wondered for a bit before his stomach growled furiously in complain, he was hungry, but he knew the content of his fridge was close to non, and it was nothing not counting a jar with carrots from that strange planet they had once visited. He despised carrots. He thought for a while before his mind was illuminated. The hidden sandwich. It turned out Otto's hunger problems were more serious than he though, he even fainted sometimes when overworking during night. So he kept a frozen sandwich in a small fridge in a shelf in his workshop. No a big deal but it could be a life saver in times as such.
Chiro went to the workshop and opened the door. Although Otto's habits could tell otherwise, his workshop was perfectly organized. Every single thing had a respective place, probably to make things more efficient or to avoid losing pieces. He then saw the small fridge across the room and went to get the precious sandwich. As expected, it was there, but what immediately caught his attention was that a microchip was there too. He took both things out before noticing a strangely looking device which had a hole that fitted with the microchip. Now he so wanted to know what that thing was for. His hand went stealthily after it, when his stomach once again protested. He decided to leave the things as they were and attend the urgent need to eat.
Once he finished his late breakfast he took one of the longest baths ever, then he brushed his teeth not leaving a single spot out and finally he cleaned the fog in the mirror, taking the razor out and spreading foam all over his chin. He delicately cut out a couple of tiny hairs growing there and washed the foamy substance off. He left the bathroom with a triumphant smile.
He opened his closet and saw his uniform, his grin became even bigger. 'Not today, Chiro. Not today'. Many said (ahem, the monkeys) his underwear were, very like him. And they indeed were right. Chiro, half naked, went to the training room. His boxers were bright green with colorful monkey-like spots all over them.
He warmed up, stretched, and began practice number one…Number two… Number three…Number four- no, not number four. He leaned against the wall breathlessly. Doing the job of 6 monkeys, including him, was very hard. Sweat purred down like if he had gone out of a pool and not dried properly. 'I should've bathed after training'
After he had a second shower he put on his uniform and looked for something to do outside. Jinmay was out of town, the arcade was probably full, maybe the best place now was the park… nah, he lived in front of a park already. It wouldn't have much of a meaning going there… YES! He jolted up from his chair in the command center; he was going to the woods in the outskirts.
While crossing the last street that separated him from the Eastern Park and the woods, he saw B.T and Glenny closing in dangerously. Last time they had forcefully made him join a boring table game, but he had to admit he had some fun times with them. The key word there was 'Sometimes'.
"Hey, monkey boy. Wanna join us?" There was not much of a choice.
"Antauri, why didn't you…" Gibson was surprised. They had just arrived to the Galactic Identification Services and decided to call earlier for the daily call to Chiro, as it was absolutely prohibited to make or receive calls in the inside. Even if they were the Hyper Force they too had to follow rules.
"He is tired, Gibson. This can be the closest thing to vacations he has had" Gibson wasn't satisfied with the answer, Antauri noted this and completed it "Besides, when we arrive to Shuggazoom, there won't be time to rest" Both he and Gibson smiled, they entered a small room where they were divided into groups. Antauri was with Gibson and Otto; they went through the right door, while Sprx and Nova went through the left one. Sprx was cheering silently and Nova, more loudly, cursing her bad luck.
Both groups reached the same huge room, but in different lines. Each line had at least one hundred robots waiting, the ones closer to the cabin had an exasperated look that made Gibson sigh noisily. On the other hand Nova, Sprx and Otto had their jaws on the floor. Antauri closed Otto's claiming he would end up eating a fly, while Nova was already pissed off with Sprx.
"At least I can spend this time with you" Sprx began; he was ready to continue when Nova cut him off. "I wouldn't be so happy" She cracked her knuckles and faced her back towards him. He decided to change the subject to avoid a possible injury, so he thought of something that was bothering both of them; that crappy long line.
"We should be treated differently, you know, we are the Monkey Team!" Sprx attempt failed as she kept ignoring him, he wanted an answer, he needed some attention or he would die from boringness! He slightly tapped her shoulder as she sighted. "We can't skip the line just because we are the Monkey Team, Sprx. I mean, they all travelled to get here" Sprx grabbed her shoulder more roughly and made her turn around. She was about to complain when he covered her mouth. "Just look"
He seized for an attendant nearby and un-covered Nova's mouth. "Excuse me. I'm Sprx and she's Nova. We are from the Hyper Force…" Sprx was once again going to continue when the attendant cut him off "Nice to meet you, my name is Joseph and I am from the Iron world. Goodbye" With that, he left the place in a second. Nova was snickering while Sprx was expelling fire from his ears and nose, but on the inside he just loved to hear Nova laughing.
On other line, Gibson was too mad. Almost insanely if you asked anyone near them as Otto kept humming the most annoying tune the British speaker had ever heard. Antauri had an eye on both as he meditated in the air. Otto stopped for a second and Gibson sighted in relief, just in time to welcome the second part of the song. Gibson's hands grabbed Otto by the shoulders and shook him furiously "Otto, will you ever stop humming such an annoying tune for peter's sake?!" Otto blinked in confusion before apologizing. Gibson felt a pang of sorrow and in order to make the green monkey happier he made a terrible sacrifice. "Oh! All right, I am a party pooper" He had done it.
His reaction was not the one Gibson and Antauri expected. His head was down along with his tail.
The robots moved forward. Three…
Otto barely stumbled till the line stopped. Two…
Both felt something was wrong. One…
Otto raised his head a bit, revealing his lifeless eyes. Only a red skull was present in one corner of his right orbit. Antauri and Gibson exchanged worried glances. Gibson opened his eyes in astonishment and acted on instinct.
"Turn off your high frequency receptor!" Time wasn't enough. He couldn't even turn his high frequency receptor off. A very intense sound echoed relentlessly in the room. His vision was blurred, but he could see all sort of robots just falling down, in between them he could see red and yellow. Then he couldn't see nor feel nothing.
