I don't own any of the SRMTHFG characters. Though there will be some that I made up. (Meaniel for example)
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Darkness.
There was always Darkness. No light, no dream, no nightmare. Just Darkness. It engulfed me. Filled me. I always felt like It has become one with me ever since I defeated the Skeleton King and his evil plots. But that didn't stop evil doers. They were still around causing trouble. Goodness couldn't't exist without its counter part.
But ever since that day the Darkness came to me when I slept. At first I thought that someone new, someone evil was doing this to me. But when I woke up, no one was harmed. Not even me. So I allowed it to engulf me and over time I ended up loving its presence. It just surrounded me and became a part of who I was, a part of my soul.
But wasn't I supposed to defeat Darkness? Wasn't Darkness evil? If it was evil why hasn't it done anything wrong to anyone? Why only affect me? I'm the Chosen One, born to defeat evil, but why did I revel in the Darkness when I was supposed to be light? What's happening to me?
I slowly came back to my senses. My room, with the Sun Rider posters in the Super Robot. It was my home. I felt empty though without the Darkness swallowing me. I kept telling myself before that I needed to tell the team what happened during my sleep, but since nothing wrong happened, I just let it be. And now due to that it has become a part of me. Like the power primate.
'How ironic' I thought, 'the Chosen One, defender of light and goodness, has succumbed to the gentle trance of Darkness.' I smirked to myself.
I got up and started to take of my blue pajamas and change into my normal clothing.
'My clothes look like a school uniform.' I thought.
Then I checked myself in the mirror. It had started to become a habit when the Darkness came because I'd go to the mirror to see if anything happened to me. Instantly I feel that something wasn't right with me. As I looked closer to the mirror I couldn't quite put my finger to what was wrong. Hmm. Could it just be one of those freak feelings? Oh well.
As I spun around I checked my clock. It was 3 o'clock am. Going for an early morning walk wouldn't be that bad I hope. I mean I can just get back here before the monkey team wakes up to notice that I'm gone. With that as my motivation I went out of my room and through the robot. While I was walking I noticed that some of the desks and appliances were shorter then I remembered them to be. I decided to ignore the thought.
'Must be the way they look like in the night.' Then I bumped my head on several low objects. 'I'll have to tell Otto to make them higher.' The robot's right foot door started to open in front of me.
The air felt so clean and crisp. 'Well, no point standing here.' I started to walk out of the park and onto the empty street. Everything was so quiet when it wasn't the day time. The city was in an economical boom after the defeat of Skeleton King. There were new stores and shops, new trends that were out of this world and actually looked really cool. I made a note to myself that I would try some of them sometime. I stopped in front of the Hover burger joint. 'Another note to myself. Get breakfast there.' I kept walking and started to remember all the battles the monkey team and I had in this city and how we protected it with all our might. Despite every horrible thing evil had given us we had turned out okay in the end. Even Sprx was with Nova. They were a cute little couple I had to admit. The thought made me smile. I stopped, noticing that I had come to my destination at last. It was one of Shuggazoom's bridges.
On its side it had a steep slope with grass and some wildflowers. I jumped over the edge of the bridge and landed on all fours onto the grass. 'Ugh. It's wet.' I laid down and looked up at the sky. The stars were so beautiful tonight. I never noticed since I was always in the robot by the time nightfall comes.
'This sure is worth getting wet over.' I told myself. But after a while I started to notice that the Darkness was pulling me back to sleep. I wanted to watch the stars some more, but eventually I obeyed it and drifted to sleep.
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I felt something warm…and bright. I opened my eyes to notice the sun shinning down. The grass felt really warm.
"Darn, the team must be worried sick by now."
I stood up and lazily stretched. I actually slept quite comfortably in the grass last night, despite the wetness. As I walked down the street to go back to the Super Robot, I noticed that a lot of people looked at me while I was walking. Mostly girls though. 'Do I look weird?' I thought to myself. Then out of the blue someone called my name.
"Hey, Chiro!" it was Meaniel.
A lot of people thought he's weird since he does makeovers and has enough free time to be a stylist. He was a very cool guy actually, but I knew most people thought he came from a circus. I walked in front of him and he practically spit in my face the way he started to talk firmly to me, but with mad excitement.
"Dude, have you even seen yourself today?! Here I'll show you!"he dragged me into his shop and stood in front of one of its mirrors."How did you get from normal and short to gorgeously cute over night huh?!"
I was struck speechless. I knew something was wrong this morning! It wasn't noticeable at the time, but after I had my second nap next to the bridge, obvious and big changes happened to me.I had grown taller; I looked to be about 5' 7". I also noticed that my clothes and shoes were too tight for me. My hair had also grown longer and…silkier?...to the touch. But what surprised me the most out of all the changes that happened to me were my eyes. My eyes had longer lashes, but that wasn't a big deal. My eyes had turned into a very clear dark blue. They looked like sapphires. When I saw myself, my eyes looked deep and hard. My whole face looked different.
"What the F-!"
I slapped my hand over my mouth right after I said those words. The team was going to give me a real big lecture on cussing, but that wasn't the problem right now. The problem was that my voice changed. It had a rich velvet sound, soft and clear. To make everything worse, I didn't look like a kid anymore, I looked like a 17 year old… a freaking cute 17 year old! Guys weren't supposed to be cute! Guys were supposed to be cool and rugged! But me?! No! I wasn't cool at all, but neither did I look wimpy. (Thank God) I looked like a cute guy, a freak mutation of the Y-chromosome. How weird was this? I looked back to Meaniel looking for a bit of sympathy. But instead he was burning with a passion in his eye.
"Oh Crap."
"Chiro, buddy, pal…you need a makeover!!!!!" Insert evil laugh here and he pulled me away and into one of his chairs.
I was too afraid to go against him and his passion. He would unleash onto me a hideous wrath if I left. I decided to stay and face the lesser of the two evils. How I dreaded what I knew he was going to do to me.