A/N: You guys are so awesome! Thanks for the reviews! And thanks for the encouragement.
I'm actually pretty happy with this chapter (everyone gasp!). Not my favorite, but it is adequate!
Anyway, enough talk, to the story mobile! (looks around for Darren) (No sign of him and starts eating Ramen...again) I LOVE RAMEN!
Beginning Of The End
Silence. The quiet sound of nothingness in his mind ceases as the sound of his clock wakes him.
Groaning, Chiro used his right hand to feel around for the annoying pest of an alarm clock-having his face hidden in his pillow. Knocking down action figures, books, and pens from his desk, he finally reached his hand's destination. He slammed his hand on the 'snooze' button and, groggily, sat up.
Yawning loudly. Knuckle rubbing his left eye. Stretching. Chiro was finally fully awake. The sun's rays beamed through his open window and aimed straight for his eyes. "Ah!" The sun's beams harmed his still somewhat tired eyes. Using his arm, he shielded his face from the sun light.
Looking around, Chiro saw no sign of Antauri. Must've left when I was sleeping. The boy sighed. Breathing in air from his nose, something captured Chiro's attention. He perked up. Something smells good! The smell of eggs, and crispy bacon entered his nostrils.
Quickly, Chiro pulled the covers off his body and hung his legs mid-air by the side of his bed.
Jumping off and running towards the drawers, he picked out his usual pair of clothes: a red sweater, blue jeans, and black and white shoes. Chiro looked in the mirror to see if he looked adequate. A brief inspection later, he quickly combed his hair, brushed his teeth, and ran out of the room.
The smell of food became stronger by the time he made it to the kitchen. He looked inside to see his blue friend making breakfast. Turning, Gibson smiled as the boy took a seat near the table. "Good morning Chiro."
"Morning Gibson! What's for breakfast?" Chiro asked, resting his chin on his hands. About to answer, Otto jumped into the room with his usual happy expression.
"BREAKFAST TIME!" Behind Otto was Chiro's other comrades: Sprx, chief pilot, Nova, the golden warrior, and Antauri, the spiritual leader of the monkeys. Chiro smiled as he said morning to his companions. Antauri gave him a small one back.
"Sleep well, Chiro" The sterling silver monkey asked. Chiro eyed him but still gave him a convincing smile.
"Just peachy."
"Chiro," Otto whined as the smell of food grew stronger," Don't use stuff that sounds like food when I'm still waiting for mine! My stomach is asking for food!" Suddenly, Otto cuffed his metal hand behind his ear and made strange 'uh huh' sounds. "Even my tummy says so, right Mr. Tummy?" (1).
Everyone gave Otto a strange look that signified confusion. Otto just gave his favorite goofy smile. Gibson was the last one with his confused look. He handed Otto his plate and sat next to him. He did not want to, but no one else wanted to sit next to the messy monkey.
Sure everyone loved Otto's childish behavior when battling or repairing equipment in the robot, but at the table...
Otto usually-always-ate like a pig. Stuffing his face with eggs and bacon, food flying all over the place, and, unfortunately, landing all over Gibson. The blue monkey, after a while, had to carry a handkerchief around to wipe off flying food.
Everyone else was amused when Gibson was annoyed, so they purposely made sure Gibson sat next to Otto.
Chiro was quiet while eating, ignoring the green monkey as he ate childishly, and the blue one wiping off excess food. Thinking about his past and such. The history of the Fallen, the soldiers, Dexter...why am I thinking of these things all of a sudden, the boy said in his mind, I've ignored the past, why can't I-
"Chiro?" Snapping out of his daze, Chiro looked to his left to see Otto-face covered in grease and ketchup-with a small, worried look. "You OK buddy?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." He lies. Otto smiles and points to Chiro's half empty plate.
"You gonna finish that?" Chiro didn't answer. He passed the mechanic his plate and Otto threw his hands in the air. Immediately, the small, green monkey stuffed his face into the plate and ate like a maniac. Once again, Gibson wiped the food off his face. Otto practically licked the plate clean.
Everyone finished their breakfast and handed their plates to Sprx. "Aw, why am I on dish duty!"
"You're the one who ate the most! Nearly four plates!" Nova snorted. Sprx would continue the argument, but she turned and left him to his dishes. The others followed, not wanting to have Sprx give them the dishes to do.
"Why me!"
Nova and Otto quickly made their way towards the giant screen and started their video game. Nova was already starting out to win. But Otto started to catch up to her and soon enough, he was at least another five hundred points in front of her. Nova was a bit mad, but shook of her anger and continued playing.
The others-minus the laboring Sprx, who is still in the kitchen, washing plates and cups sparkling clean-were sitting in their egg-shaped chairs. Antauri payed no attention to the stupidity of the game. He never enjoyed the team spending time on video games, but what could he do? Turn the screen off and make the others do something they do not want to at the time?
Gibson was in his lab-as usual-working with his beakers and bottles full of dangerous explosives. He did not say what he was working on, he never does. Sprx always said that he is working on a spell to make him as cool as he was. Nova would just laugh and say he would not need chemicals for that; just act like you got the brain the size of a soy nut and you are as cool as Sparky!
Chiro was...he was sitting in his chair, staring off into space. Not the real space that he normally stares out into when he and his teammates leave to track down Skeleton King. Just, into the oblivion, thinking about his past...again.
He does not normally think too much about it; the Skeleton King, his teammates, and life pretty much get in the way, but right now...
I should tell them sooner or later...well, then again...
Chiro wanted to tell them. Badly. The angel within him screamed at him, telling him to speak the truth. What will they do? Hurt him? The angel doubts it. Help him...?
How could they help him? Being a Fallen isn't bad, nor is it good. There are no rewards or punishments in being a Fallen. Why must you hide it? Asked the angel, deep within his mind.
He shrugged.
That's not a good answer. Tell them, they won't hurt you.
"You just don't understand..." Chiro muttered, hugging his knees. The angel within was not bad. He comforted the boy, he was there when there was no one else, he was there to give the boy a plan, he was him. The two were the same. They were not different people inhabiting one body; one soul and body, together, looking out for each other...
...Well, the angel looked out for the boy.
Chiro never released the angel, so he could not do anything for him.
Lost in his train of thought, the young lad never noticed the alarm go off. His eyes dulled, mouth slightly opened, lost in space. That was, until Antauri helped bring the boy back to reality.
Shaking his head, Chiro looked down to the silver monkey and then looked to the alarm. Immediately, he changed into his Hyper Mode and ran towards the other monkeys, who were checking the screens. "What's the problem now!"
"Formless invasion, and it's a big one!" Gibson replied. Chiro nodded. Raising his hand into the air, he screamed,
"Monkeys Mobilize!" The team-at the command of their leader-ran orderly to their transport tubes. The other monkeys had shot down their tubes, leaving Antauri and Chiro behind. About to run down his tube, Antauri grabbed Chiro's arm. Surprised by his mentor's actions, he looked down at Antauri.
"Chiro, something is bothering you. Don't lie to me, just tell me what's wrong." Chiro's eyes widened in fear and his muscles tensed. Had he found the truth? Was he really going to hurt him...
No...that was silly, how could Chiro think Antauri would want to hurt him?
"I swear Antauri, nothing's wrong. Just a little weirded out by my nightmare, that's all." He could tell by the look Antauri had, he still did not believe the child. But he trusted Chiro's words. He released his arm and walked to his tube. He was a step away from entering when he said, "Remember Chiro...I'm always there. You can tell me anything." His head was down the entire time.
Chiro sniffed. "I know..." Antauri shot down his tube. Chiro grimaced at his mentor's words. He knew something. Biting his lips, he knocked off the feeling again and was shot down his tube.
Outside. The sun was gone. Clouds covering it. Light nowhere to be seen. Only darkness. But the team could still see the whites of the formless's eyes.
"Claw Disruptor!" Antauri yelled as he lashed out his magenta claws at the formless. It froze, then turned into nothing but black goo.
"This'll be a piece of cake!" Nova said over her shoulder, while pounding a formless into nothing. Gibson and Otto were fighting a small group. The monkeys were fighting near by the lake. If the moon or sun were out, the light radiating from it would be beautiful on the small source of water.
Chiro, on the other hand, was close to a bunch of rocks. Backing away to them, the formless got closer. "Monkey Fu!" Most of the formless vanished, but they grew back. One of them shot a beam of light at the boy, but missed. "Whoa, that was too close!"
Another blast. Chiro dodged again, only to soon regret it...
A patch of grass was the beam's target. Shooting more energy from the palm of his hand, the grass started to smoke and fire was building up. "Chiro Spearo!" He cried out, still not noticing the fire.
It began to follow to the ground, creeping nearer and nearer to Chiro. The poor boy never noticed. The fire's end was making a different direction-left. Both sides began to curve and surround the boy. Chiro sniffed the air and saw the flames.
Trying to get out of the rings of fire was vain. Formless covered his narrow escape. Looking up, he thought he could jump out, but the flames of the fire seemed to read his mind, for they grew closer and higher. The formless were burned away from the fire and blocked the way of his salvation.
The fire surrounded him. Growing closer and closer. Oxygen running low. Chiro was trapped. No escape. The monkeys fighting the other formless. No one could help him. Something popped in his mind. USE THEM BOY! A voice said. It was the voice of the angel he hid. At first the voice was unfamiliar, but after remembering the short conversation he had with him not long ago, the voice was back in his memory. USE THEM, OR WE'LL BE BURNED!
"I-I can't! They'll figure out! I won't spill it! I won't! I-I can't!" Was his response.
DO IT BOY! OR DIE!
Chiro thought to himself, I can't, I can't, I just CAN'T!. But the angel was not giving up.
What is the point of keeping a secret from the ones you love? The angel replied. Deep down, Chiro knew he was not going to win this argument.The angel spoke true. Either way, he was going to tell them. What was the point of waiting? You said it yourself, you would tell them sooner or later! The time is now! DO IT NOW, DAMN IT!
Chiro fell to his knees and held his head in his trembling, pale hands. He gulped. He screamed.
A bulge was beginning to sprout from his back. More pain. Searing pain that he remembered well. Bones popped out and more screams came out of his mouth. He wished he had his jet pack. Feathers grew from the bones. He wished the escape was not high. He did not want to use them unless it was his only escape. Unfortunately, the time came. With his final scream of pain...
...The child grew his wings once again...
BA-BA-BAMMMM! This can't be good! What's gonna happen? Why am I asking you, I'm writing the story! I promise there will be more action stuff in the next chapter, THIS I SWEAR! (blinks) Wait, where's that from? Ah, I can't remember!
Oh well, onward to writing the third chapter. Oh and if anyone wants to make an OC for the story, that's fine by me. I probably only need like two or three, so first come first serve!
Oh, and if you guys got a better name for this chapter, I be more than grateful to use it if you want me too.
Anyway, R&R!
1: Yes, I totally got that from the show Chowder. I could not resist, THAT WAS MY FAVORITE PART!
Oh, now I remember, THIS I SWEAR is El Tigre's catch phrase! Hm...maybe I should write a fan fic for that cartoon. Eh, I don't know.
