...I'm feeling dark today...


? POV

I stood there...listening to the rhythm of my pick ax hitting the cold stony ground. The sky was an eerie black with small traces of a bloody purple color. I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead and continued to work. I looked at myself. My apron was torn up, bloody, and dirty as well as my skin. I had lost a lot of weight since...the war. I still can't believe it. We...lost. Skeleton King won. How? After the battle The Hyperforce disappeared... Many of us have lost hope in their return. Some people believe that Skeleton King captured them. Some even believe he killed them. A couple of us believe they ran away. I believe that they are simply recharging their batteries, so to speak. They'll come back...

"Get back to your cells you pathetic Shuggazoomians!" The orange monkey yelled. We all slowly trudged back to the cages made of bone. I cried out in pain as I felt something cut across my back.

"MOVE IT!" yelled the robotic simian as he hit me again with the whip. I quickly ran into my cage. The monkey slashed me across the face before cuffing me to the ground and locking my cage. More blood fell on my apron. The tangerine cyborg walked away. I was thankful for that. The formless guards didn't hurt us unless they were told to or if we got out of our cages. And no one DARED do that. I heard crying from the cell next to me.

"What's wrong Rebekah?" I asked. I had proposed to her a day before the war started. We got married the day before the hyperforce disappeared.

"This is our lives!" she sobbed, "Life will just continue to get worse! I JUST WANNA DIE ALREADY!" she screamed crying full force. I felt a pang in my heart. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes as well.

"Don't say that. There's hope." I said gently rubbing her hand through the bars.

"What hope!? THERE IS NO HOPE! WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!" she screamed. My heart was breaking.

"No we aren't. The Hyperforce will come back and save us. I know they wi-"

"WILL YOU SHUT UP ABOUT THAT ALREADY! THEY AREN'T COMING BACK!"

"They're coming back...I know they will..."

"THEY ABANDONED US 50 YEARS AGO! THEY'RE EITHER DEAD OR NOT COMING BACK! SO SHUT UP!"

50 years? Had it really been that long? I couldn't remember anymore... They hadn't abandoned us. They wouldn't do that. Right? They'll come back...Right?


...Guess who's POV this is. My idea for the story came to me as I wondered "What would happen if the Hyperforce LOST the war?"