"I don't see anyone here, let alone pools of blood. I think we've just been working too hard recently. Let's head back to the robot and get some rest. Chiro out."
Indeed, they had been working hard. People were turning up missing in Shuggazoom, and tonight, the Monkey Team was responding to another attack. They were split up across the city, and no one found anything, even after a few hours of searching. Chiro was about to head back to the robot when he heard a rustling sound behind him. He called out, but there was no answer. He was about to leave again, when something hit the side of his head, hard.
Dazed and seeing stars, Chiro struggled to focus enough to defend himself. His attacker was sneering at him.
"So, this is the famous Chosen One? Ha! I bet he couldn't even-"
Before he could finish the sentence, a well-aimed Chiro Spearo knocked him on his butt.
"So you do have some fight in you. It won't help you in this battle, boy, but it will make things all the more delectable for me." Chiro was about to respond when something overcame him. Fear? No, not fear. Anger? No, not anger. Chiro was trying to decide what he was feeling as a haze descended over his mind. He realized, in a distant way, that he could not move. No matter how hard he tried to shake himself of the feeling, nothing worked. His mind was so clouded, he couldn't hear his communicator going off, the Monkey Team getting frantic on the other end.
"Chiro? Chiro, respond! Why isn't he saying anything Antauri?" All tired, worried eyes were now on the silver monkey.
"I'm not sure... I can sense that something is happening to him, but I don't sense fear or pain... only conflict."
"Does that mean he's in trouble?" This came from the green one. Normally happy to the point of annoyance, his seriousness was beginning to startle the rest of the team. Chiro had been a target so much, because he was the Chosen One, because he was powerful, but this was different. The newest threat to the city didn't seem to care for the monkeys, because it seemed like it was trying to avoid contact with them. However frightened of the Monkey Team it seemed, it kept attacking. More and more people were turning up as bloody corpses when they went out at night. Others didn't come back at all. Worry crossed everyone's faces (except Antauri, of course) and finally someone made a decision.
"I'm not just gonna stand here if Chiro's gonna turn up like the other people around here! We have to go get him!" For once, no one could argue with Sprx, but someone tried.
"We can't all go after him! What it there's another attack? Someone will have to stay behind." Nova reasoned with the team, and doubt once again crossed a few of their faces.
"Nova has a point. She, Sprx, and Otto will remain here to watch for another attack. Gibson, you will come with me. Bring your emergency supplies; we might need them. Now, monkeys, mobilize!" At the familiar call to arms, the team burst into action.
"Please, find him." Nova whispered her plea to Antauri, who left with a nod and a decidedly blank face.
Little did they know what was happening to Chiro right now.