Friend or Foe
Dark Fox Tailz asked me if I wouldn't mind making a story for him, so this is his story. I'm just doing the typing and these are all his ideas, well… most of them. This is how Zinnaux met the Hyperforce and his rival, Midnight.
This happens before and after the Dark One Worm. Did I confuse you yet? Please say no!
AN- Let me clear something up. This little war that's going on here in this section is crazy. Don't get me wrong –those of you that are tired of OC's- I feel you, but isn't there another way we could sort this out?! Even a friendly suggestion! I've never been upset with flames or reviews I've gotten and any of you that actually read my review replies, more like I appreciate them. Because it lets me know what you readers want and not what some other people want. Every reader wants something different and I'm open to ideas from flamers and people that don't like OC's and prefers original stories. However, there will only be a few other stories by me that have OC's. I'm not saying you have to read them, if you have an idea and want an original story, let me know and I would be more than happy to do that for you, so I can have everyone happy. I don't like having people upset with me or even hate me, I'm a person that gets along with everyone.
ALSO, those that give constructive criticism, THANK YOU! I enjoy having others telling me if something isn't right, even characters' personalities, feelings, ect. Those of you that can't take it, you should understand that they want your creativity to come out 100 percent.
I'll talk more on the subject(s) even with a PM if you want.
Ch 1: Who Are You
"The plan is in motion, my lord." A muscled shadow bowed deeply to its master.
"Excellent," an eerie voice said from atop of its thrown. "What of the three others?"
"Two have fallen, and we have a captive." The servant answered and pointed to two taller figures looming over him, holding something. Each held an arm to a limp figure that was between them.
"Perfect," the voice scowled with pleasure in it. "Perhaps it is time!"
"Take her to the dungeon," the servant ordered the two holding their captive. He then turned back to his master, "As you wish, my lord." Bowing as there was an echo of evil laughing throughout the halls.
A single, dark silhouette stared with horrified eyes to what he had come home to. His home left in ruins, smoke willowing where a fire once had been set it ablaze. He quickened his pace into a run to see if the three he left behind were safe and out of harms way. "Ichigo! Mother! Father!" he cried as he reached the debris. Two forms were covered with white ash over their once glossy fur. "Mother! Father!" a robotic monkey cried, horror-struck, kneeling down to pick them up. First he grabbed his mothers' body and searched for a pulse.
Nothing.
Next he went over to his fathers' body and searched for his pulse.
Nothing.
White ash was blotching itself on his blue fur. His eyes were black and his right had a white pupil, while the other was more a redish-orange color. The monkey carried the body of his mother away from the scorching remains of their home. Next he went for his father and placed him next to his mother. "Ichigo!" he searched further in the black residue for the third, his sister. Lifting boards and anything else that may have collapsed on her.
His search went on for hours, constantly calling her name and lifting heavy objects. "Ichigo!" he yelled, his voice frantic. "Ichigo, where are you? Are you alright? Ichigo, can you hear me?" through the time he spent on the search for his sister, his investigation came up empty. Her body wasn't there. "Ichigo," he said quietly, "where are you? Are you safe? Are you dead?"
He searched the surrounding forest to see if there was a chance that she managed to run to safety. "Ichigo!" his voice stretched for what seemed to be miles. Birds fled while he looked in the trees and on the ground. Still turning up nothing, the blue monkey sighed when he realized he had searched every part of the surrounding area that was safely concealing his home from enemy eyes. It was possible that his sister was incinerated along with anything else that may have been.
Head fallen, he slowly walked back to where he left his parents' bodies, and knelt down next to them. "I'm sorry, I have no idea what happened to her. I should have been here!" he kicked himself mentally, whether it been for remorse or for the thought of he was stupid to have left. 'Now what? Now what am I going to do?' he thought. 'There has been no sign of her body; there is a chance that she is elsewhere! But where is the question if she is. What could have caused her not to come back for hours? Did something happen?'
Turning back to where his parents' lifeless forms lay, he sighed as he stood up. 'The least I can do is give you a proper burial.' With that, he searched for a suitable place that he thought that they would be able to rest in peace without their bodies being disturbed by scavengers and any other creatures.
After his effort, satisfaction made him feel that this would have been a funeral fit for a king. Rocks marked the place where they lay. The area he had chosen was under a large tree, nearly two hundred years old. "I'll find Ichigo, you have my word." He stopped when he heard a twig snap under something heavy. "Who goes there?" his voice raised as he stood defensively as a tall man, hooded in a black cape stepped in front of him. "Who are you?" the monkey asked as he looked the figure over. "Are you a friend or foe?"
Another figure appeared as a muscled monkey. The robot monkey looked at him then to the taller figure when he spoke. "A friend."
"We will see." The monkey shot back. "What are you doing here? What do you want?"
"I want to help you!" he answered. The monkey looked aghast. "I want to help you find the being responsible for causing you this grief."
"…Why would you want to help me? I don't even know you!"
"Maybe not," the cloaked figure replied. "My companion here," he pointed to the muscled form. "He has seen the beings that have done this to your family."
"Indeed, I have." The bigger monkey nodded.
However, the blue one was still curious and suspicious. "Who then, who?" he asked then asked more questions. "But how would you know anything about my situation? My home was concealed? I myself did not see what I was coming back to until I arrived!"
"I so happened to be searching for a friend of mine that wandered too far and came across the site that you have."
"So you never helped?" the monkey raised his voice.
"I have helped. More than you know." Crossing his arms, the monkey said. "I did my best to help, I seen a few people flee when I came closer. So I did what I could to help, I followed them."
"Where? Followed them where?" the blue monkey was getting furious and nearly grabbed the other monkey by his throat to get it out of him, but he managed to restrain himself.
"My companion followed him, but I will help you if you help me." The evil voice replied. "There is something I want in return."
The monkey looked down, thinking. Then looked to where he left his parents and sighed, turning back to the two. "What is it?"
"I want you to destroy certain heroes for me. Actually, a certain team. The Hyperforce. The boy leader, Chiro, I want for myself. You do as you wish with the other five, as long as they die in the end."
"Are they human?"
"The boy is human. The others are monkeys, such as yourself."
"You want me to kill others like myself?" he raised a brow.
"They saved the one who is responsible for your anger. The Super Robot holds your families killer."
"What of my sister?"
"Perhaps you should ask them."
Reluctant, the monkey thought and curiously watched his acquaintances with wary eyes, for any reason to object his offer. "Very well… I will do it."
"Perfect," the figure smiled, pleased. "I am Skeleton King and this is Mandarin."
"I'm Zinnaux," the blue monkey said. "What do you want me to do?" with those words, Skeleton King grinned.
