"The Exploration Into My Own Insanity"
Warning, this fiction will contain the beings listed below: Yaoi ((I can't say it's shoujo-ai because none of this is actually fluffy or anything..)) Harsh language, Visions of Gore, Mentions of Lobotomy along with other forms of torture, and Mentions Character Death.
Yo, you guys remember this old piece of crap that I wrote when I was like.. 15 or so? Yeah, I bet my butt you do, since this was my most popular fanfiction I ever wrote.
I have decided to go on ahead and re-write this thing, I cringe every time I read it now.. there are just.. so many problems within it! I'm not justing talking about how I wrote Sparx either!
I might as well say this right now, I replaced Chiro with Mandarin in this fiction.. just because I prefer Madarin over Chiro anyday. So, in short, this is all inside the same storyline as the show, but with Madarin in Chiro's place ((..and minus the power primeape.. and Jimnay.))
I'm also going to go ahead and change the rating of this fanfiction to 'M'; Just because I feel the need to do so, there are many things I've altered in this revised version of the story, not just the main plotline..
I've even dared to add Mandarin, Nova, Antauri and Otto in this thing, so there might be a few hints of other pairings here and there.. but the majority of the fiction resides with Sparx/Gibson~!
So, without further ado, let's get this show on the road!
It was silent in the outlandishly small holding cell, the only being actually causing any sort of noise was Gibson.. and his heavy breathing at that moment; He lay on the iron floor in a mess, too exhausted to move.
Any act that the cerulean monkey had dared to partake in, he would pay for it no sooner that a mere 15 minutes later; His entire being throbbed with pain, and a sigh of exhaustion escaped his lips.
It had been particularly difficult for the science officer to survive in the room once the laboratory had been shut down, due to the fact that it had come to the government's attention that the lab had been harboring a mere handful of the most menacing villains known to Shuggazoom City there.
When the area had been evacuated, and the prisoner's had been transferred elsewhere; The laboratory's generator was shut off, and everyone left.. all but one prisoner in particular.
Gibson knew not of his captives being transferred and his captors being removed from their occupations, I dare to say he didn't even acknowledge the fact that he didn't hear those horrendous screeches throughout the halls anymore.
Gibson scrambled to his knees, but collapsed to the floor once more; Yet another sigh escaped his lips once the scientist finally accepted that he shouldn't be moving any parts of his body while he was in such a horrendous state of pain.
His black orbs drifted to the pulsating wound on his palm; It was a sickly shade of charcoal, with strings of crimson palpitating through the heart of the wound. Gibson flexed his hand, and more pain shot through his body once more.
Gibson cringed in discomfort, but his gaze remained fixated upon the wound as it began to radiate ever so slightly from Gibson's prompt decision to flex his hand.
After a few agonizingly painful minutes, the pain that resided within Gibson's metallic and rusted body began to fade; A faint smile graced the scientist's lip as he, at last, allowed his nerves to release the tension within himself.
He did not dare as to make another foolish move as he had done minutes beforehand, one imprudent decision was enough for him that morning; He lay there, on that frigid, metallic flooring.. his mind growing ever so numb due to the abnormal amounts of bitter cold his body was receiving.
Gibson hesitated for a few minutes, mentally debating with himself over if he should cause himself to experience so much more pain.. or allow his mind to go numb and end up blacking out as he had done many times before.
Blacking out was not one of Gibson's most enjoyable moments, it wasn't just the fact that he completely lost contact with the world, it was due to the fact that he would be trapped in a black abyss with nothing.
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Nothing at all.
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He couldn't think.
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He couldn't scream.
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He couldn't do any acts of the sort, and that.. the fear of it all.. It's what caused the wounded scientist to push himself off the ground and struggle to the worn cot at the edge of the cell.
He fought to keep his balance, but soon collapsed onto the flooring below and onto the thin blankets that he had used at night in order to keep the generator that controlled his internal body temperature at a decent level.
That was the last thing he needed during those horrendous and phobia-filled days; His generator blowing a fuse and him freezing to death in his cell.
The pain and exhaustion choked his senses once more; Gibson emitted a faint whimper as he closed his eyes shut and drifted off into yet another insubstantial haze.
Five robot monkeys resided within the Super Robot, all of them ensued in a deep conversation; The male vermillion robot monkey stood before them, his expression drowning with determination.
"Sparx! Do you know how dangerous it is out there?! You could get yourself killed!" The golden female shrieked, her bubble-gum pink eyes lacing with concern.
The vermillion robot scoffed at his allies concern, obviously irritated by how much his allies were objecting to his actions when they had persisted that they would support him if he had explained to them what he had planned to do.
The argent monkey stood in silence behind his ally, a pensive expression upon his handsome face. Beside the argent monkey, the viridescent monkey with an expression teeming with fear stood in silence.
"Look Sparx, I know we all said we'd support your decision but.. you're being way too nonchalant about this! Do you even remember what happened to Gibson?" The prepossessing golden monkey continued, her fists tightening with every word she spoke.
The vermillion monkey bit his tongue before he spat a nasty response at the younger female, and sighed heavily in irritation; He wasn't an idiot, he knew well what had happened to Gibson.. he had been thinking of going to retrieve him from that laboratory since last year.
It simply wasn't fair, how in the hell did they know that Gibson still was-
The tangerine monkey spoke then, for he had developed a headache due to the two monkeys arguing similar to that of children and did not wish to hear more "Silence, both of you!"
The vermillion and golden monkeys fell silent then, and an eerie feeling draped over the area.
A sigh of irritation escaped the leader's lips before he began "Sparx, you know well what happened to Gibson. What makes you believe so highly that Gibson has resided to his original state?"
"I don't know, it's just a feeling I get. Like, I get the feeling that something's wrong and that he's in trouble. I'll be back with him before you all know it!" Sparx explained, cringing at how pathetic he sounded at the moment.
The argent monkey had been observing the argument for some time now "..I believe Sparx is onto something."
The golden monkey's eyes widened in shock "Antauri!"
The tangerine monkey turned to Antauri "Really now, how so Antauri?"
Antauri cleared his throat "You all recall what caused Gibson to transmute into that form, correct?"
Silence enshrouded the area once more, and the tangerine monkey nodded slowly.
"Well.." Antauri continued "The cause for Gibson's monstrous transformation is unknown, but what ever the case may be.. the effects cease to linger now."
Their leader raised a brow, his curiosity growing.. "You're sure of this?"
Antauri nodded.
"Very well. Sparx, i'm assuming you know what to do now?" Their leader asked.
Sparx nodded eagerly, similar to that of a girl awaiting her reward.. a reward that has lingered heavily upon her young mind for what seemed like an eternity.
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It was late when Sparx had decided to act upon his immense desire to leave the Super Robot and retrieve Gibson from the laboratory, which had been relocated numerous time's in the past few years.
With a quick goodbye to his allies, he dashed out the door and into the outside world; A gust of cold wind slapped him as he opened the door, he flinched, and continued on.
Sparx glanced up at the sky, which was choking with ominous clouds that now hung over him like beasts stalking their prey.
It was definitely going to rain tonight.