Wazzup guys? GiLaw here!

Okay, I'm gonna scrap my usual intro dialogue to keep this story serious. Also, I'm pretty sure there are some readers wondering how I'm gonna write diary entries and stuff.

You're gonna find out now.

And if you don't get it, I'll be explaining it at the end ;)

Now let's do this chappie!

Chapter 2

The First Entries

Sparx just stared at the journal- or diary that lay in his hands as his head began to fill with many different dilemmas.

His first intention was to put it back where he found it. Routing around in Nova's room would make her angry enough but if she caught him reading her diary- Sparx shuddered just thinking about it.

But this could be the explanation of so much anger, what was causing Nova to act so aggressive towards the villains, why she was pushing herself so hard. If he put it back then her violence could get worse. And he would be left with the frustration of wondering what was in there to begin with for the rest of his life.

Maybe he could show it to the others? No, she'd kill him for that. Besides, what if there was something really personal in there that she didn't want anyone to know about? Antauri might understand. He often understood everything. But then there was the risk of her catching him exposing her privacy as well.

Sparx shifted uncomfortably, not sure what to do. Read it, put it back, show the others? Well show the others, he could definitely leave out.

Now to read it or not . . . ?

What would she say?

She'd probably beat the scrap out of him for invading her privacy.

But he wasn't doing any of this to be nosey, he was just doing it to find out what was wrong with her.

'Well . . .' he thought to himself hesitantly. 'I suppose one entry wouldn't hurt.' Considering what he'd seen and heard earlier, he was guessing she'd just submitted an entry. Fingers trembling, stomach lurching, he mustered up the courage to get himself to open the notebook and flip to the latest entry . . .

Honestly, I'm thinking of quitting. I don't know what else to do. I'm working my tail off here, right to the point where I can barely write this. That's how sore I am! And I'm doing all of this to get some respect and how do the others respond? I get lectured. Yup. They finally notice I'm fighting a little harder than usual and THIS is how they "praise" me? But I don't get it. They're bad guys! They're trying to destroy us for crying out loud! What's a monkey supposed to do in a crisis like this? I've been putting up with this for over a year now! I've been ignored, ditched and even mocked by my own teammates! I know I have to protect the city and all but obviously the guys are doing a MUCH better job than me! They have their roles- Gibson's the smart one, Otto's the mechanic, Chiro's the leader, you get the drill. And I'm just here tagging along! I'm sick of it. I'm out! Sorry Hyper Force but I can't take it any more! You're better off without me!

Sparx shook his head in shock, his heart pounding in his chest as he read the hateful words over and over again.

This was bad.

This was really really bad.

She was thinking of quitting?

He read it over again, each word more painful than the last. How she felt ignored, how she was pushing herself to the point it hurt, how she'd been putting up with all of this for over a year . . .

Wait a sec. Sparx froze.

This had been going on for over a year?!

You mean, throughout all these months of battles and crazy adventures and Nova had been feeling this the whole time?!

That did it.

Before Sparx could stop himself, he found himself flopping onto one of Nova's couches and flipping all the pages right down to the very first entry. He knew this was wrong but he just couldn't help himself. He was that worried!

His stomach was lurching again, churching to the point where he felt sick. But he swallowed bravely as he began to read Nova's very first diary entry . . .

Well this is my very first diary entry so I might as well say why I have a diary in the first place, mightn't I? I'm not gonna be doing the whole "Dear Diary" and "Lots of love from, Nova" and all that because that's just cheesy. And my bedroom's already babyish enough with the soft toys and tea party set and all that. If anyone were to walk into my room and roll their eyes, I wouldn't be surprised. I'm pretty sure the guys did when I brought in that stuff. Thank Shuggazoom for the punching bag and dumbells to make it look tougher. Yeah, now that Mandarin's gone, I think I'm gonna start doing this tough warrior persona. I've gotta show the guys that after being abused by our former leader, I can be tough. REALLY tough! Just as tough as them! Yeah, I can smash bad guys too! It's gonna be hard but I can handle it. For now, this diary and the soft toys are the closest I can get to being feminine. I wanna be myself and be feminine but I don't wanna come across as some damsel in distress. I have to stay strong. I'm a warrior now! I'm ready for it. Bring it on!

'Okay,' Sparx thought to himself. 'That one wasn't so bad.' He read it over again, comparing the positive energy of that first entry to the frustration and dreariness of the last one.

What happened to her?

What did they do to cause her to feel the way she was feeling now?

Sparx took a deep breath. "This is a really bad idea," he muttered to himself as he turned the page to the next entry.

And there you go! Yes, he's reading it!

And no, he's not being a pervert, as so many of you readers out there claim he is! He's just worried about Nova- awwww! XD

Now to explain how I'm gonna write this!

I'm gonna do one chapter per season which means four more chapters are coming up. Also, I won't be writing entries on ALL the episodes. Just the ones where I feel Nova would feel annoyed, left out, etc (Season of the Skull, I am looking at you *death glare*)

One last thing to note is that in this fic, I'm writing it where Fire/Object of Hate and Soul of Evil NEVER HAPPENED! Which means Skeleton King was never resurrected, there was never a war and Nova never confessed her feelings for Sparx . . . *wink wink*

Hope that makes sense!

See ya! XD