Okay, so I am redoing Zaintar's story…so…please bear with me.

Chapter 1: Unwelcome Guest

"Okay, will ya STOP trying to yank my whole side off and just get my disabled arm?" Sprx asked annoyed as Gibson tugged on his arm.

"I'm trying not to, but your screw is extremely unable to be unscrewed," the blue monkey replied, giving up and looking angrily at the limp arm of the red pilot. "I guess I'll have to get Otto in here to get it fixed up for you…and Nova, you'll get your arm fixed too. I have to do other things besides this anyway." After he said this, he marched out, leaving the two monkeys alone.

Sprx looked up a Nova. She was busy with her arm, cradling it and looking a bit saddened. The red monkey cleared his throat and swung his legs.

"So…are you a little peeved at the fact that you were disabled in that fight, Nova?" he asked. Without looking up at him she nodded.

"I'm so angry at myself," she said, scratching her arm. "I was too slow and I reacted too late. That Formless I could of taken out, but, no." She stopped. Sprx sighed.

"Well, we all have our moments, Nova," he said. She picked up her head and looked at him. "Some more than most…but we still learn from our mistakes…I mean, think about it…I've made mistakes in my past life, but I'm still going." Nova smiled.

"Course you are, Sprx…but, I mean…" she again stopped. Sprx reached out his free hand and rested on her arm. Nova looked into Sprx's eyes. Pink and black orbs held onto each other. Sprx smiled softly. He wished this moment could last a long time, and Nova was thinking the same thing. Both leaned closer to each other. Nova closed her eyes.

Right when the two were going to kiss, Otto burst in, a large smile on his face. Nova and Sprx pulled away, both blushing. The mechanic was oblivious of the fact that the two were about to kiss and went right over to Sprx.

"So! Whatcha want me to do?" he asked cheerfully. Sprx snorted.

"I want a new arm," he told him, picking it up and shaking it. "I wouldn't be able to fight anything with it if it still like this." Otto scratched his head, (probably thinking) snapped his fingers and went over to a tool table, grabbing a wrench and returning.

"I'll get this thing fixed in a jiffy!" he told the pilot, placing the wrench and cranking it. A few minutes past and he finally got the useless arm off and tossing it aside. Then he went to a closet that was near and flung it opened. He began to fling things out of it; boxes, tools, plastic bags, arms (none were Sprx's) and some screws.

After some more minutes past, the green monkey emerged with a confused look on his face.

"Well, I'll be switched," he said. Sprx looked anxiously at him.

"What? What's wrong?" he asked. Otto again scratched his head.

"Well, I thought I got some more of your arms and…um…I guess I thought wrong," he said. Sprx's eyes widened and he fell on the table. Otto looked at the pilot, then to Nova, who shrugged and shook her head. He stepped back.

"I'll be right back," he told them. "I'm gonna go get Sprx an arm." With that, he dashed out of the room.

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The streets were deserted as the green monkey walked down the street; with the sun setting, ShuggaZoom was slowly going to night. Otto shivered at the thought. He really hated being out at night, especially when Skeleton King had minions running around and hiding everywhere. He stopped underneath a lamp post and looked to the horizon. The sky was hued orange and dark purple.

He shook his head and began again to walk. He forgot all about the thought of night and focused on the item he needed to retrieve. Hopefully, old Mr. Hackman would allow him in after closing hours.

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Chiro entered the room where Sprx and Nova were. He was in search for Otto, who suddenly left him while the two were in the middle of a video game tournament. The boy looked around the room and his eyes landed on Sprx, who was still lying on the metal table, his eyes staring at the ceiling. Chiro cocked an eyebrow.

"Uh…you alright Sprx?" he asked. The pilot, without getting up, gave the leader a thumb up. Nova rolled her eyes and put her head on her working arm. Chiro looked at the yellow monkey.

"Have you seen Otto? He left me while we were in a middle of a video game," the boy told her. Nova pointed to the door.

"He left to go get a new arm for Sprx here," she told him, again rolling her pink orbs and staring uselessly at the red pilot. He didn't budge a bit as he still stared at the ceiling. Chiro rubbed his head and cocked an eyebrow.

"K, well, tell him that he still plays me when he gets back," the leader told them, heading out the door. Sprx yet again gave the leader a thumb up and remained lying there.

Chiro just exited the room when he bumped into Antauri, who was making his way through the hall. The boy, embarrassed by his clumsiness, stood apologetically looking at the silver monkey.

"Sorry about that Antauri, I didn't see you," he told the robot. Antauri nodded and accepted his apology.

"And I too," he told the teenager. "For I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings as well. Something had disrupted my usual meditation of the Power Primate." He looked past the boy to where the video game was hooked up. The screen had "pause" across it in big red letters. "I notice that you have stopped your game for the time being. Is everything alright?" Chiro rubbed the back of his neck.

"Um, well, Gibson came over to us a bit steamed and asked for Otto to do something for him," he replied. "Then, Otto went into the room. But, he never came out, not at least of my knowing. Anyway, I went in there and I only saw Nova and Sprx. They told me that he had left to go get Sprx a new arm because he couldn't find any." Antauri nodded his head understandingly.

"I see, but, you really shouldn't worry," he told the leader. "Otto knows his way around the city. He'll come back." Chiro looked down at the silver monkey.

"I'm not worried about that Antauri," he said. "It's starting to get dark out."

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Otto walked up to Hackman's Handy Hardware Store. The place seemed dark and abandoned, but, it always looked like that. Mr. Hackman was an odd little old man who kept to himself and never ventured out of his store. Otto, though, had a good friendship with the old man. The two shared the same love for machinery, fixing things, and making things from just plain garbage. He was always welcome there to get what he pleased, including the short supply Mr. Hackman had of arms for the Monkey team that he and Otto designed themselves for the purpose of the war.

Otto knocked on the door.

"Mr. Hackman?" he called. "It's me, Otto. I need an arm for Sprx." Nobody answered him. A little confused, the green monkey rested his hand on the door. Surprisingly, the swinging door was opened. He was a little shocked, but he recovered and pushed the door fully opened. He stood in the doorway, staring inside. The place was dark and dust was beginning to collect on the shelves and tools that lined the walls. He stepped in and let the door jingle shut behind him.

The floor was littered with old magazine clips and payments that needed to be paid. Otto went over to the light switch and tried to turn the overly large lights that dangled above him. The lights gave a spark, but they didn't turn on. A bit confused at this too, the mechanic walked father into the store.

"Mr. Hackman? You in here? I need to talk to you about Sprx's arm!" he called. His voice echoed in the empty store. He continued down the rows till he saw an old looking door. He stopped and stared at it.

Never seen that before, he thought and he went up to it. Curiosity fueled him to open it up and looked inside. The monkey was hit with pitch darkness. He flicked on his headlight and walked right in, unaware of a pair of silver eyes following him from on the wall above him.

His light flooded the room in a bright yellowish white light. He scanned the area. There was an old looking table, some tools, a box of some odd looking artifacts, and a lamp that didn't work. There were no windows in the room, and the only entrance and exit was the door behind him. He continued to look around until his eyes landed on a metal looking box. Otto walked over to it and hit it with his fist. It made a hollow sound, indicating that something could be held inside. He activated his saws and touched his saws to the metal. Immediately, the green blades sliced through it like it was just butter. He was surprised at this and deactivated his saws. He peeled the metal away and looked inside. He saw that the arms that they made were in there. Relieved, the mechanic grabbed an arm that had a tag that read "SPRX" on it.

He didn't notice the note till he stepped on a nail. He winced and gave out a small cry, sending the arm flying elsewhere. He looked down at where the nail lied and saw the faded paper with a couple scribbles on it. He picked it up and read the barely readable writing.

"Otto," it read. Otto unfolded it and saw some more scribbles.

"Hey, I'm sorry, but I had to leave. It got a little dangerous when them Formless and that ugly looking monkey got too close to the store. I left the blueprint for the arms and some extras that I couldn't bring with me. You can come and go, take whatever you need.

I went to the Safety House. So, don't freak or anything on me. I'll be fine. I survived already 3 wars; I'm ready for another one.

Listen, you are the only one allowed in here, ight? I have something in here that don't like company besides me. I have some food for you to feed it. It eats meat, by the way. So, be careful. This room contains it. Just act natural and don't freak out on it, the thing hates screaming and flailing of the arms.

Hackman."

Otto didn't take the whole note to thought. All he knew was that he was allowed to take anything he wanted without someone yelling at him or trying to beat him with a stick. He grabbed the blueprint from the table and then he was going to grab the arm, but it had disappeared. He scratched his head, shrugged and went back to the other arms. There was a good twenty of them in there. He looked around for a bag or something to put them all in, but, all he found was a large fabric tarp that was thrown carelessly in the corner of the room. He grabbed it and began to load it up when he heard a metallic clank just behind him.

He turned around and saw the arm that he had just had a few seconds ago. It had a slight glisten on it, indicating it had something wet on it. Otto cautiously stepped up to it. He knelt down and picked it up. The substance was gooey and sick feeling. He made a face of disgust and threw the arm into the pile. Suddenly, a glob of saliva splattered right beside him. He looked to it and leaned to get a closer look. It was spit alright, but what from…

He happened to look up and see a pair of narrowed silver eyes glaring at him. He froze. Something was hanging up on the ceiling, the claws digging into the cheap plastered material. The lips where curled into a snarling look, showing dangerous sharp teeth that could tear flesh in one bite. Otto could only make out the outline of the creature because of the door.

A growl rose from its throat, telling this unexpected guest that it didn't like strangers entering its territory. Otto wanted to scream, but then he remembered the note. So, he slowly edged his way back to the tarp, keeping his black orbs on the creature. It followed him, still growling at the intruder. When his hand touched the rough clothing, the creature lunged, an unnatural roar escaping from its lips. Otto had barely time to react as the thing crashed into him and both went into a heap on the floor. The creature was trying to bite Otto, but Otto held its arms away from him and shoved a foot in its face, keeping it from harming him.

Suddenly, pain sheared through his tail. He shrieked and accidentally kicked the being off of him and into the wall. He looked down at his tail and saw three deep gashes in the metal. Black oil was oozing out of the cuts. He was staring dumbfound at it then realized something. The thing had clawed feet.

Unexpectedly, the light in the ceiling flicked on, flooding the whole room. The creature covered its face from the light, hissing and growling. Otto stood and took a good look at this thing. To his surprise, this thing looked like a robotic monkey. Only, it was a little taller that a monkey.

It had a white body and a black belly. Its hands were clawed as were its feet. The antennas were pointed upwards, giving the odd-looking monkey horns. The tail metal covering was striped black and dark gray. The tail had a tip. The tip was a red spear head that flicked angrily back and forth. The feet had reddish gray ankle bands. The claws were dark gray. The helmet was black with a white stripe running down the center. The silver eyes were still narrowed and dangerously glowing.

Otto threw up his saws as the creature lunged at him once more. The monkey thought quickly. He had to do something because his body couldn't keep this up any longer. His saws would break if he didn't stop. He looked to the tarp and saw the magnet activated; only lying within a reach. He reached out for it, but it was just a little out of his grasp. The creature lunged at him, tripped, and hit him in the rump. He was shoved closer to it and his hands immediately grasped it. He threw it up in front of him and thought of a move Sprx used.

"Magno Ball Beam Splitter!" he yelled. The magnet came to life and shot out at the robotic thing. It hit it and it flew into the wall. Otto had closed his eyes while it happened. He opened them slowly and saw the thing lying unmoving on the floor. He snuck up to it and poked the body. It didn't move. He knew that the thing wouldn't stay unconscious for long so he gathered up his items and headed out, shutting the door behind him.

He couldn't wait to tell the monkey team when he got back.