Me: Hi again!

Antauri: What have you done to Chiro?

Me: All will be revealed in due time. As in this chapter.

Antauri: (Lets out a sigh of relief.) Thank you Aunna.

Sprx: Can we do this already?

Me: Sure. Nova, Gibson, Otto would you please?

Gibson: Our pleasure. Aunna does not own SRMTHFG!

Nova: But she does own Shackles and Chains and the Blood Gang.

Otto: If she did own SRMTHFG we would know how the war turned out.

Chapter Three: The Call and Awake

There we sat in the Super Robot. Antauri hovered over the phone. (Literally, all he did was float above it.) Gibson was preparing all his medical supplies in case the Blood Gang had hurt Chiro. Sprx was polishing his magnets, saying that he wanted his 'beauties' in good shape for a fight. Otto was sitting in a corner sharpening his saws. I could see a murderous gleam in his eyes. I was pounding on a punching bag. I would join Otto if he decided to attack. I would never let them hurt Chiro.

The minutes ticked by slowly. I could tell we were all impatient. Heck, even Antauri was impatient and that was NOT normal. Then the small hand hit the three and our phone rang.

Antauri put it on speaker phone and answered. "Hello?" Antauri asked.

"Hello monkey," a man's voice said.

"Who are you?" Antauri asked. "Why are you doing this? Why take Chiro?"

"Silence!" the man's voice shouted. Antauri stayed quiet. I struggled for self-control like the rest of the team. "Thank you," the man said. "As for who I am you may call me Poison. I took Chiro because HE is quite valuable. Why I do this is for funding. Funding for the second Gang Wars!"

Poison laughed evilly and I let out a little squeak. "You're not going to hurt Chiro?" I asked. "Right?"

"Of course not monkey," Poison said. "We'll not hurt him as long as you go along with our demands…" Poison's voice faded away. We heard he whisper something about calling us again later tonight and with a little 'reassurance' from our little friend that same call.

Poison hung up. All was silent except for our breathing. Then Otto let out a screech of frustration and anger. "Why!" Otto shouted. "Why didn't we go with Chiro this morning!"

Otto began to cry again and ran to his room. I began to follow. "Nova…" a voice said.

"What Antauri!" I shouted.

"Don't go after Otto," Antauri said. "He needs some time to himself. He'll be fine within the hour.

I sighed. This was definitely like Antauri. But I obeyed and went to cook all of us lunch. Maybe that would make time go faster.

Four Hours Later…

My world was still black but I could feel once more. What ever I was lying on was cold and hard. I tried to smell and I smelled dirt. Dirt? I thought. Wasn't in in Shuggazoom? Didn't I pass out on the…

Then I sat up straight. All of the morning's events played in my mind. Breakfast, the patrol, the chase, passing out on cold concrete. I looked around at my surroundings. The floor was dirt but the walls were metal. I could see bars at the entrance and, through the bars, a little stream filled with trash and poop. I must be in the sewer, I thought.

"Look who woke up," a deep voice said.

I let out a surprised yelp. At the bar sat a huge man, probably in his thirties or forties. His hair was a dark brown, almost black, and streaked with red. His eyes were brown and bloodshot. "Who are you?" I asked. Then I saw his pistol. "What are you going to do to me?"

"Name's Bones," my guard said. "I ain't gonna do nothing to ya yet. But if you're monkeys mess up or you disobey me or the rest of the gang there'll," Bones pulled out his pistol and readied it for fire. He continued to talk. "be some serious punishments ya'll,"

I did my best to not laugh. Bones talked funny. But he had a gun. I knew that guns could kill so I kept silent. Bones chuckled and asked, "What's your name again?"

"My name is Chiro," I said, becoming more frightened as he kept the gun out. "I am the leader of the Super Robot Monkey Team. I'm fourteen-years-old,"

Bones chuckled again. Then I heard a buzz. I looked around. Bones was sitting next to a ringing alarm clock. "Well," Bones said, his chuckle turning evil. "Looks like it's time for ya little talk."

"What do you mean?" I asked. Bones unlocked my cell and I realized that my hands and feet were bound. I was completely at Bones mercy.

Bones helped me up to my feet and put a pillow case over my head. "Ya behave," Bones said. "and we won't make it to bad tonight," He let out a evil laugh. My child self didn't have a clue what was going on. My leader half was yelling at me to run. That this man had friends who would hurt me.

But I had no choice. Bones was already leading me out the cell and into the sewer. I could clearly smell the urine and feces all over. I felt like fainting again but I forced myself to continue walking.

After a few minutes of walking a punch of coldness hit my face. Fresh air! I silently shouted. Bones led me to a door, which he ruthlessly pushed me through. "Isn't little Chiro," a new voice sneered. "Maybe it's time I let you talk to your monkeys…"

My heart began to soar. The Monkey Team. They would come and get me! But I remembered my last class with Gibson. Untraceable phone calls. This is probably what they had done. Made the call untraceable.

As my heart sank to rock bottom the new man, or at least I thought it was the new man, started the car and we were off to the phone. "By the way," the man said. "My name's Poison. You've met Bones already, haven't ya?"

"Yes sir," I said, unable to mask my fear.

Both Poison and Bones laughed. It was malicious laughter. It scared the daylights out of me.

We drove for another fifteen minutes before the car stopped. I heard the door open and felt a hand drag me out of the car. I didn't even bother to try to escape. It was useless.

The man, most likely Bones, dragged me up three stories of stairs before tossing me into a room. I felt the bag come off my face and looked around at my surroundings.

It was a small room. Wooden floors and broken walls. In the doorway stood Bones. I shuttered. He looked more terrifying then before. I looked at the opposite wall. I saw another man messing with what seemed to be a old-school computer.

I felt a hand on my shoulder and yelped. I turned and saw a third man. He had brown, almost black, eyes and dirty blonde hair. He had a scar starting at his ear and ending at his shoulder blade. "Poison," I whispered.

"Right on the nail boy," Poison said. I flinched. Skeleton King called me boy. My fear grew bigger. "Just relax," Poison said. "If The Brains over there is correct you'll be talkin' to those monkeys for a few minutes. Then we'll talk to you and you'll go back to your cell. Understand?"

"I understand," I squeaked. Poison lifted me off the floor and sat me in a chair. The man called The Brain typed in seven numbers. The Monkey Team phone number. The computer ringed like a phone. "Pick up," I whispered under my breath. "Please pick up,"

The ringing continued and finally stopped. "Hello?" a voice said with uncertainty.

"Antauri!" I shouted.

"Chiro!" Antauri screamed. "Where are you?"

"I don't know," I said with a whine in my voice.

"Did they hurt you?" Antauri asked.

"No," I said. "Not yet… AHHH!" Poison had put a knife to my throat.

"Chiro!" Antauri shouted.

"Listen monkey," Poison said with a sneer. "If you fail to comply to our demands," Poison stopped talking and pushed the knife harder, drawing blood and I screamed. Poison continued. "your littler leader will sleep with the fishes,"

There was a moment of silence. "I understand," Antauri said.

"Good," Poison said. "I'll send on of my men over tomorrow with the demands. Once you receive them you have two weeks to do them. If you fail…" Poison twisted my arm with his other hand and I screamed louder. "your leader will DIE!" Poison hung up abruptly and pushed me to the floor. "You did well," Poison said, smiling with pure evil.

"Wh-what are y-you gon-gonna do to m-me?" I asked, stuttering.

Poison and Bones walked towards me. Poison had his hands balled into fist and Bones had a leather whip. "Just gonna give you your first lesson," Poison said.

They began to beat me. I felt my bones cracking and my skin either bruising or breaking, revealing crimson red blood. They beat me for another half an hour and then Bones dragged me down the steps. Once I was thrown into the car I lost conscious.