The Prototype
A fanfiction by MonsterTwin
Shuggazoom City
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Prologue
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Over one hundred years ago, there was a group of heroes in Shuggazoom. They were not our monkey team, but their forefathers, the 'Prototypes' if you will. They were different; each far more specialized and built for one task only. They were the Monkey Team's predecessors, the robot 'bunkies', half monkey, half bull, named the Valkyrie models. Seven of them together consisted of Valhalla's guard: One leader, who was very strong in the use of magic, a boxer who could knock down any opponent, a reconnaissance model who could fly faster than any ship on the planet, a mechanic who could build any blueprints you showed her, a speedy unit who could climb walls with her spider legs, a negotiation specialist who could debate with the best politicians of the planet, and a siege and defense specialist who could break any wall. For the longest time they were Shuggazoom City's best defense: they beat every villain set before them.
This, however, soon changed. One year they were faced with a villain so cunning and powerful they had no choice but to use his own methods against him. They cheated and stole, fighting his evil with their own at every turn. Finally, the enemy lay defeated in front of them, but the city was not satisfied. Valhalla's Guard had been all too willing to do evil in the name of good; they were too dangerous. The Alchemist publicly demoted them and stripped their titles from them; they were erased from newspapers and history books. Soon the Valkyries were just a faint memory, and with the passing of a generation, they had become unknown altogether.
To fill their shoes, a new force was created: the Robot Monkey team. These heroes would stay true, no matter what. And so the Valkyries became obsolete.
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The city winds whistled, bringing with them the sounds of an old world growing older. Chiro let the air enter his lungs, so sweet a smell one could get drunk on it. Taking one last, long look at the city buildings, he finished savoring the peace and deactivated his Hyper mode, completing his rounds and returning home. On his way he stopped by Mr. Gackslappers, his favorite burger joint and a frequent hangout, and picked up food enough for himself and each monkey, minus Antauri, who he knew would refuse the processed cow corpse.
Once back at the robot, he was greeted by a strange silence. Confused, he called out to his teammates.
"Monkey Team? Are you here?" he shouted. The boy trotted down the hall, up a stairwell, and into the control room. Thankfully, all the monkeys were there.
"Chiro" Antauri said, voice serious as ever. "We need you to look at this." The silver simian turned and waved his hand at the large screens adorning the wall. Each screen showed a radar reading in a different part of the city, and each one was seemingly normal. Chiro looked closely at the screens...
Each screen had a pale turquoise marker, somewhere in the city and moving about.
"What ARE those?" he murmured, touching a faint blip on the first screen.
"We don't know" said Otto from behind him. "I was boosting the signal during maintenance and these guys just popped up. Their signals are really faint, too, so they keep disappearing."
"I wonder if this isn't the work of Skeleton King" mused Gibson. Chiro took that as a cue and returned to Hyper Mode.
"Monkeys Mobilize!" he shouted. Each team member went in a separate direction, each searching for one of the seven turquoise radar blips.
In their haste to leave, however, they never noticed a small ship land on the Super Robots shoulder. They never saw the figure emerge and then attach the small device to the side of its head, and they never saw it fly away.