Authors Note: I took some time to think about the true meaning of Christmas, family. I had an epiphany. What about the monkey team and Chiro's families? Chiro's seemed easier to write, more attention grabbing, and less confusing scene switches. How to form it was a problem, until I figured how I could make Chiro speak his memories. Like all forms of writing, it takes in the facts. Liked or not, and the school type is for a grade. faints

Nova: Geez, does she ever shush? Oh well, R&R!

Antauri: Some words of wisdom don't flame, it isn't right. However many people don't mind and even like constructive criticism.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Hyperforce (though I wish I did)

My Life

Chapter 1: Painful Memories for Work

"Chiro? Chiro! Pay attention! Hello? Anybody home? Stop the trip down memory lane! Flash back to reality, please?" Nova commanded to Chiro "Your essay is due in two days. You need to work on it, now!" The yellow monkey yelled

Chiro snapped into reality, "…it's just, my past is so hard to remember, and so hard to think about now that I'm with you guys."

"Well, you got to have the strength to do it. It's a battle, you have to get up and fight. It's not a physical battle but a mental one; and those battles are much more important than the physical ones." Nova said

"I did see a little of it, from way back." Chiro commented

"Then write it down!" Nova said "A little goes a long way."

So he did, and little by little pieces swooped in and they became words, sentences, paragraphs, and all with acute detail. The words had accumulated to be over pages long. However he hid his memories away, so they could not be seen. Although a tempting curiosity, Nova kept her hands away from the journal knowing it was not hers.

Some of the memories might have been too much to bear or perhaps not meant for mortal eyes to see. She looked at Chiro, and then at the journal. He put the journal under his pillow, perhaps for safe keeping, and then looked at Nova. Puzzlement, weariness, and sadness clumped together in Chiro's face as he looked towards the yellow monkey. "All right, it's time for bed." She said with a grin and with that Chiro dove under the covers.

Nova walked to the door and turned out the lights, "Good night," Nova said

"'night" Chiro replied softly.

Nova closed the door and walked about the robot turning lights off. Normally, doing this and saying the final 'good night' to Chiro was Antauri's job, but the silver monkey was nowhere to be found. At least, nowhere Nova had visited yet. She finally found him though, in the kitchen. His face was on the table, asleep. Nova rummaged through a panel and found that Antauri had been playing chess against a digital copy of himself. She turned out the lights in the kitchen and grabbed Antauri up and brought him to the bedrooms. Placing him in his capsule/bed she turned off the last of the lights in the robot, and laid in her own capsule/bed. She took this time to wonder, what went on? What was it that had happened in the child's head? What was so traumatic that it would be hidden away for later?

With wonder abound, she rested her eyes. Perhaps answers might come better in total darkness, but nothing came. She opened a window panel of the robot and watched. The stars were a warrior's guide, maybe they could give answers? Nothing again, and she closed the panel, impatient. She would probably never find out. She would have to settle for vivid fantasies, and in her thoughts her body was caught off guard and pulled into slumber. Where her dreams would write the story that answered the questions.

Hmm… not as good a cliffhanger as my others. In fact, that is one very sad cliffhanger. However, it only goes up from here. Next chapter: Nova's Dreams

I don't think I said this before, so R&R! (Pretty Please?)