Disclaimer: I don't own Monkey Team.

I got the inspiration for the story from listening to almost every single Evanescence songs (Don't ask why and how that was an inspiration). One, in particular, was the real inspiration. The song Tourniquet, it's such a beautiful song...listen to it, it rules.

Oh and enjoy (hopefully) heh heh(sweat drop).

The night was dark as rain fell onto the boy's face. The coldness of the cloud's teardrops soothed the lonely child. He sat against the side of a tall, brick building

Thirteen year old Chiro was a dark child he was. He wore the same black shirt and navy blue jeans everyday. His eyes were a dim blue color, showing no emotion. It matched his soft, pale skin. The only thing that held sweet beauty was the pendant around his neck, hanging off of a gold chain.

The pendant was a remarkably beautiful and rare star diamond. Not one human on Shuggazoom possessed one...well, except for Chiro.

His father was once a map maker, making all sorts of detailed maps of the universe, having to leave home almost all the time.

His mother was a young, beautiful lady. Chiro had her raven black hair while he had his blue eyes from his father. When Chiro's father came back from another long trip, he gave Chiro the star diamond. He said he had found it floating about in the emptiness of space and thought 'Why not' and took it.

Chiro wore it and never took it off. His eyes were brighter then, staring out at the beauty of the diamond.

One day, he and his parents took a stroll in the park-seeing the day was to be peaceful and sincere...

...never was anyone more wrong...

Fire fell from the sky and blood was being splattered everywhere. Strange skeleton like beings slashing their way through everyone. Chiro and his parents ran from these horrible creations from hell. Chiro lost his footing and became an easy target. The demon raised its hand-changing it into a blade- and went crashing down to cut into the boy.

Chiro shut his eyes, waiting for death to makes it way to him. Nothing happened for a moment. He slowly opened his eyes to be horrified by what he saw.

His father blocked the way of the demon and let it cut into his flesh. Chiro's eyes widened and he backed away. He started screaming, clutching his head with trembling hands. He kept screaming out 'why, why did you do it?'.

His mother came rushing to him and held him close. She stood up and looked to her husband. He had the crimson liquid all over his chest and he said silently,

Goodbye...

Chiro screamed out to his father, getting nothing out of it. His mother held him tighter as beads of tears ran down her face. She started running away from the cursed demon.

Hours of running passed and she was exhausted. Her eyes averted to a dark alley and she and her son hid behind a large dumpster.

"It's stinky back here, mommy..." Chiro's mother could not help but force herself to laugh at his small gesture. Even in the darkest of matters, her son was still so sweet and so innocent.

There was a loud crash and they looked at each other with worried faces. A blade cut through the dumpster and nearly cut Chiro's mother. She held him once more and ran as fast as she ever. The demons ran after her only making her quicken her pace.

"Mom...are we gonna die...?" She held her little boy closer than ever.

"You won't...at least..." Chiro's eyes widened by the shock of her response.

"What do you-" His mother threw him into a fairly large box she passed. She had tear filled eyes as she took a look at the box moving around. Chiro landed into the box and hit the wall it was laying against. He was knocked out by the force of the toss.

His mother turned to the demons following her and yelled," You can kill me, but you will never lay a finger on my poor boy!" She took her final breaths and the blade went right through her chest.

Hours later, Chiro finally broke from the grip of unconsciousness and crawled out of the box. He stood up wobbly. The boy shivered as the wind's breeze froze his fingers. He hugged himself to keep warm when he realized he was in the middle of a busy street.

"Hey kid, move outta the way!" A man honked the horn of his car which caused Chiro to run to the side of the street. He noticed that everything looked normal. How was that even possible?

Hell broke loose hours ago...it could not be cleaned up so fast! Suddenly he realized something was missing. "Mommy...Daddy, where are you?"

People started to stare at the boy calling out 'mom, dad where are you?' No one bothered and went on. "Guys...please tell me that was just some nightmare..." He ran to his house to find it empty and abandoned. "No, this-this isn't real! It's not real!"

Chiro started screaming out into space and hid in the corner of the empty room. He was hugging his knees and cried into them. Soon enough, he heard some strange voice.

Little brat...you're lucky I even let you live...

Chiro looked around and saw no one there. He pulled his knees even closer and heard the voice again.

No one remembers...if I'm not allowed to kill you, I'll at least let you suffer...

"What, what do you mean you're not allowed to kill me!" Chiro seemed stupid, replying to something that was not there.

You'll learn soon enough...the voice disappeared, leaving Chiro confused and full of hatred.

The boy shook his head, trying to stop the horrid memory from returning. He stared out into the heavens, watching the dim stars as the rain continues to fall on his face. His eyes were shut as he enjoyed his moments peace. So calm,he thought, Too bad it's gonna be ruined in less than three minutes...

Chiro forced a laugh silently at his dark humor. He breathed in deeply and out continuously for a several amount of times. One last huffed of air and his ears picked up a sound of a crash. Score on for me, he stood up and sighed, wouldn't it be good if I was wrong for once.

He stood up and did not move. Suddenly, he started to glow a bright orange color and he began to shrink. The glowing ceased.

There stood a boy, approximately the age of seven wearing a white outfit with a large, green button on his shirt. The sleeves covered his entire arm and he wore light green gloves. The white face mask made his outstanding sea foam eyes pop out. The final piece of this picture was a smile on his face.

Chiro changed from being depressed to being happy and ready to kick butt. This is who Chiro is...

...dark gloomy teenager by day, happy seven year old hero by night...

Okay, kinda dumb but the story will get better after a few chapters. Oh and before I forget...yes Chiro does look like he did in Night of Fear.

Miro: Did you really write this...

Me:...ya, you have it on tape.

Miro: This is NOT your normal writing style...WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED!

Me: I don't know...anyway, review and get a ball of yarn before you-(eyes get big and starts playing with yarn) NOW I KNOW WHY CATS LOVE THIS STUFF!

Miro: Well, you know R&R!