Disclaimer: I don't own any of the original monsters inc. monsters or any of the comics mentioned and am not writing for any kind of gain.

Well I'm back and writing after a very long break. I could tell you my list of excuses, but that would take too long so on with the story. Oh by the way things turn a little sci-fi in this chapter and will in those to come but is more of a drama then anything else so if you can take a little sci-fi in this we'll continue. Also a brief reminder that the past will be told in Randall's perspective, and will be marked, well a lot of dots like the ones under this K?


Monday morning Fungus picked Kyle up and started to drive him to Randall's place.

"So you are doing a project on Randall. Well that is kind of interesting but…well don't you think he is just a bit too much? He seemed almost insane sometimes…" Fungus said with a weak chuckle as they neared the curb.

"Well I truly think it might be kind of interesting even if he was insane," Kyle said laughing. "Besides I know about everyone else, my dad wasn't too keen on discussing him."

"Ok, I was just curious if there might be a better choice but if your mind is made up I can't change it," Fungus answered shrugging.

Kyle relaxed in the back seat glad to not have to truly worry about getting in an accident. His dad was so bad at driving this was a welcome relief. Suddenly they stopped. Kyle realized that he must have fallen asleep because the area around them was completely different. Instead of the big bustling city there was a hill, a huge hill in front of them and around it on all sides was fields. Then Kyle looked behind him and stared. It was almost like it had been cut off by a butter knife. Monstropolis connected almost seamlessly with this other place. The hill and lands around it probably wouldn't have been defined as a city it was so small.

"This is it?" Kyle asked looking at the hill.

"Yep, and I'm not going much farther I don't really like his friend and his house creeps me out. I'll take you half way but that is it," Fungus said shuddering.

"Well ok, but why don't you like it," Kyle asked flicking a slightly worried look at him.

"It just is some of the stuff around it that's all. He had some pretty interesting hobbies and jobs, he was an assassin and a government hacker among other things," Fungus answered.

"He was an assassin?!" Kyle exclaimed in disbelief.

"Yep and a very good one at that, bit of a surprise really…also in the armed forces, but he never enjoyed talking about it," Fungus said.

"What is a government hacker, someone that tries to hack into the government?' Kyle asked.

"Nope the way he explained it was that the government figured the only way to stop a hacker was to be a hacker. I don't get it really but from what I do get, he was a computer genius and they figured they would test him out. It worked so well that he was the major protection against all sorts of bugs." Fungus explained with a higher air than usual as they reached the half way mark up the hill.

"That is so cool…wait a second, I thought you said you don't know anything about him!" Kyle said looking at him furiously.

"And this is as far as I take you; you go on alone he is at the top." Fungus said loudly, jumping out of the car and pushing Kyle out. Then he jumped back in and went speeding off. Kyle turned and started to go when Fungus came speeding back and said, "I'll be back in two hours time to pick you up."

Kyle shrugged and walked off the rest of the way up the hill. As he went he noticed that there were a lot more houses on the hill then he had noticed going up to the half way mark. Kyle started whistling a tune as he got closer to the top; the atmosphere was getting rather spooky. Or was it his imagination? He couldn't tell. Soon he reached a point were there were no more houses. He kept on walking fearing that he had some how missed it, when suddenly there it was.

It was huge and completely surrounded by a large fence. There were gargoyles and all sorts of other decorations, all of them accenting the fearful atmosphere that surrounded it. As Kyle opened the gate and went in he found himself somehow reminded of a movie by Tim Burton, Edward Scissorhands. Except there were no weird hedge creations all over the place. He went up and rang the doorbell, waited for 30 seconds and rang again. Suddenly the door swung open so fast that Kyle jumped and fell backwards onto the cement sidewalk leading to the fence.

"Ouch," he grumbled rubbing his 'head' as he stood up and started towards the door again when it slammed shut. "Great now the door hates me too." Kyle said sighing, when it opened. Kyle jumped to his feet and raced in before it could do anything else. The door swung shut behind him and he was plunged into darkness for a few seconds before it was suddenly illuminated. He walked toward the door at the end of the hall and went in. Suddenly a huge figure appeared right in front of him and slowly reached for him. Kyle screamed and fell backward just as a feline type monster rushed in and shouted "Hey you dumb robot if you don't want me to pull your plug right now I suggest you stop right there and don't move."

Kyle watched open mouthed as it went back to the side and shut down.

"Well I guess you have met that robot. He's not so bad once you get used to him but he still can be a little creepy." The feline monster said with a smile. Kyle noticed his voice was rather interesting. The way he explained it afterwards was just about every cat sound they can make without the hacking and other weird sounds. He also noticed its voice was definitely not female. Typically it was a half mew, half purr, with a weird type of hissing in some places. The feline's shape was almost the exact same as a cat in the human world except for it stood on its two hind feet. Its ears also were more pointed with weird tuffs of fur at the top of them.

"How do you do my name is Cyrus. What are you doing here and is there anything I can help you with? Do you like cookies; I just made some out of boredom. I hope you like chocolate chip, what is your name?" Cyrus asked so fast Kyle had trouble comprehending it.

"Um… my name is Kyle, I like chocolate chip, and I was wondering if you could tell me some of the past of Randall Boggs. I was told by Fungus that you were his best friend and might be able to give me some information. It is for a school project." Kyle answered slowly and with consideration. He wasn't truly certain if he could be too open because of Fungus and how he pretended not to know anything.

"Oh well that is an interesting question, and I suppose I might as well. I think it is kind of interesting that you should ask I was almost considering telling the public. But you will do fine… I'll tell you all I know. But that would take too long. How about I tell you from where I first met him and we will decide what to skip and that sort of thing," Cyrus said leading them into the kitchen. Kyle looked at the form in the corner and shuddered.

"Is that really a robot? It looks so real, I mean the details are so good and clear. Normally they aren't so good."

"Yep it is. Randall was an expert at manufacturing them, he made them of practically everything you can thing of. You should see the one he did of Spawn. Completely life sized with practically all of his powers. Minus a few that are just a little too advanced," Cyrus said with a chuckle. "Can you believe that humans still haven't figured out how to make them yet? After the power increased it was a snap but Randall was still ahead of the competition back with the screams."

"Not really but maybe they are too busy with their wars and stuff and should stop that and get with the program." Kyle answered him smiling.

"Well that might be a part of it but this is not an anti-war conversation. So let's just drop that topic. But even so we have wars too remember? Anyway you came to talk about Randall so let's do that," Cyrus said with a small twitch at the corner of his mouth. He got milk and cookies for both of them and sat down at the table drained his glass of milk and paused while Kyle set up a mini tape recorder that he had in a pouch at his side.

"How about you start when you first met him?" Kyle prompted since Cyrus was staring into space.

"Huh? Oh yes um…Well I remember meeting him as a senior in high school…….

I headed back to my locker with my ever present and annoying older sister Rachel, who, like usual is in her purple coloring. I myself preferring black, and using it too, walked along beside her as she started chatting about our first day at this weird school.

"Randall you should have been there it was hysteric. The teacher literally was jumping off the walls like a monkey and teaching us at the same time. But no one was paying attention, but she didn't care, it was heaven," Rachel said smiling

"Well when you two get married and want me to come forget it. Besides any teacher like that you don't…." I slowed to a stop when I noticed an oversized hair-ball holding a small feline monster upside down.

"Hey shorty what's up oh wait it's you." The disgusting ball of fur said.

Oh so this is that bully, I have heard all about this idiot, name is supposedly Butch, rather nasty person from what I've heard. Well not for long. I thought to myself smirking all the while. Rachel says I'm so good at it; it will be a trademark if I'm not careful. I snuck up behind him tapped him on the shoulder and waited. He jumped and I took that time to look for something to help… Bingo the locker right behind him is open; this will be easier then expected.

"Who the hell do you think you are you ugly zit," Butch said to me.

I remained perfectly casual and answered, "Insults will get you nowhere so you might as well stop. Which reminds me put that feline down and pick on someone your own size."

For a second at least he seemed close to do it. Seems like he hasn't been challenged which is surprising due to how easy he'll be.

"Why don't you make me, Lizard-boy?" That nasty, pompous, arrogant idiot said.

"What did you call me?" I asked losing the casual poise and making it menacing in two seconds.

"I called you Lizard-boy, L-I-Z…" I didn't give him time to finish as I grabbed the Feline carefully so I wouldn't hurt him and put him down. I then pushed Butch into the open locker behind him and slammed it shut. Spinning the lock and leaning against it as casually as if nothing had happened.

"So you hurt?" I asked the cat creature in front of me.

"No I'm just fine thanks to you, my name is Cyrus, and yours is?" Cyrus asked.

"Randall." I answered with another small smirk.


Sean Fogle: Yes he is in the lower grade and that is because of the dumb teacher he has. But I put her there for comic relief although this story might be so comic already it won't need any help. Anyway hope you don't mind the long wait, that goes to all my other reviewers too.