A/N: I'm sorry for the wait. Writer's Block is not fun! Damn, the name for this chapter is awful...Why do I stink at names!? Oh well.

Anyway, let's just start this chapter before my A/N becomes a rant...AGAIN!

Runaway

Even though he knew that lives were being taken outside, and that it was not the best time to be doing it, Chiro was dozing off. Curled up in his arm chair, wings hugging him for warmth, still in his usual white and orange attire, his mind filled with nothing.

His mind was empty for the time being; no dreams or nightmares to haunt or save him from the real world. Just an empty cavern. Chiro was grateful for the emptiness. Not wanting a nightmare to sneak up from somewhere in the midst of a sweet dream. Especially at this moment.

Knowing slaughter was outside, people being killed, his team-his friends possibly out there...dead...

No. Chiro was not going to think of that. Nightmares were starting to to leak through the cracks of the emptiness. Beginning to twist and turn in his arm chair, nightmares were starting to seep through Chiro's mind. Images of what the soldiers were possibly doing to his team right now would not leave him alone.

An image of a sword going through Brad's chest showed up, followed by another of Nova bleeding heavily, literally being dis-armed!. Otto and Gibson being sliced in half, down the middle; Sprx's head being chopped off, and Antauri...

He clenched his head in between his hands and whimpered. Sweat was dripping all over his face. "Make it stop...make it stop...make it STOP!!" The sound of someone coming from the transport tube made Chiro relieved. He slowly opened his eyes and saw nothing but the same old equipment the robot always had. The nightmares ran off and waited in the shadows of his mind until he went back to sleep, anticipating another attack.

"Hey Chiro! Where are you, you lazy bum!" Oh yeah, that was definitely Brad. Who else would call him a bum? "Chiro, get out here! Come on, do I have to beg? I will if I have..."

"OK, OK, I'm coming!" Chiro ran off to the transport tubes and welcomed his fellow comrades. Otto was the first to hug Chiro.

"Chiro! I'm glad you're OK now! You got me worried buddy!" The green mechanic tightened his hug and nearly crushed Chiro's rib cage. His face started to turn a light shade of blue. Thank goodness that Brad finally pitched in and helped pry the green monkey off.

Taking in deep breaths, Chiro's face began to revert back to its soft peach color. "You're welcome."

"Thanks Brad." Brad rolled his eyes and went straight to the kitchen. Chiro sighed. He placed an amused expression on his face. Thinking about food after all this time. What am I gonna do with him...

"Chiro?" A familiar voice made way to Chiro's ears. He looked over to Nova's transport tube. He gasped at the sight.

"Nikki! Uh..." Chiro took a look at his wings and sighed. "I can totally..."

"Don't," She said, stopping him from finishing. "Brad explained the whole thing. Why didn't you tell me? I'm your sister for Pete's sake!" Chiro hung his head in shame. He sniffed a few times before answering.

"I'm sorry. I just couldn't blow the secret..."

"It's alright," Nikki moved closer to her brother and started to poke his wings. Chiro's wings flinched a few times from her poking. "Wow, they feel soft." She said as she kept poking them. Chiro smiled.

"Thanks..." Chiro stopped smiling when he realized that she did not stop her poking. "Uh...Nikki, can you stop?"

"I...can't..."

"Why not?"

"It's...so..addicting...!" (1)

Chiro sweat dropped as he moved his wings away from his sister. He faced the monkeys only to gain unpleased expressions from them. "I need to do more explaining, don't I?" He stretched his arms above his head and grinned sheepishly.

"Yes; for starters, who pray tell are these soldiers? And what do they want with you?" Gibson asked quickly. Chiro did not say anything for the time being. He shuffled his feet around awkwardly. He hoped this question would not come up. But fate seemed to be harsh on the poor boy and did not want it easy for him.

Memories of the soldiers began to flood back into his mind. Haunting his young mind, starting to rip it to shreds from the inside. He whimpered quietly, so he would not draw attention to his teammates. Horrible images of the numerous injections, beatings, nightmares, Sylvia, and...

Sylvia. He remembered her well. She was sweet. Her short raven hair, her blazing orange eyes...He snapped out of his daze. The first thing he saw was Gibson barking out at him.

"Chiro, are you even listening?"

"Huh, sorry Gibson."

"I don't blame you kid," Sprx said after the first few minutes of being quiet. "It's always hard paying attention to Brain Strain over here!" Gibson got angry at being called, at what he thought of as a ridiculous and embarrassing nick name.

"Must you call me by that...Sparky!" Sprx's eyes grew a dark shade of red as he glared, hatefully, at the scientist. If one looked close enough, a person could see bolts of lightning being shot at each other. Anime veins appeared over their helmets as well.

"I told you never to call me that!" Gibson merely snorted. This would be the beginning of some random and pointless argument, so Nova decided to stop this before it all started. She smacked her tail in each monkeys face.

"Will you two cut it out?!" Nova yelled, causing the two monkeys to stop their arguing and go back to important matters. The rest of the team and Nikki turned their attention back to Chiro.

"Chiro, are you gonna tell us?" Otto asked, being serious for the first time in his life. The teenager sighed and opened his mouth to speak. Suddenly the alarm went off.

The boy's blood ran cold, his face was drained of its color, and his breathing became ragged. Brad immediately ran into the room...then tripped over his own feet and fell face first. "What's the prob-OW!" He rubbed his nose a few times before Antauri answered him.

"I'm not entirely sure."

"I am..." Everyone stared at Chiro. It only took less then a few seconds to realize what the Fallen meant. They rushed towards the screen and saw at least a dozen soldiers walking to the robot. The Fallen whimpered; images of his past taunting his feeble mind. Antauri took hold of the boy's arm to calm him a bit. It did not work.

"Chiro, don't worry, they won't hurt you. Trust us and..."

"No," He screamed at the silver monkey. The others were shocked. No one had ever risen their voice towards Antauri. Chiro pushed Antauri away from him. "I'm not going back! I...I won't!" Tears were streaming off his pale face. Then, Chiro ran.

"Chiro; stop!" But it was too late. Chiro ran into the transport tube and shot down. Fear clouded his mind and eyes. His golden eyes were blood shot, his breathing became worse, and tears kept on falling. He took hold of his chest and continued his rough breathing. Down to ground level, he went through the back exit (I made that part of the robot up.) and ran.

He could hear the distant crys from his team. Their pleads on him to come back. Chiro quickened his pace and he was finally out of ear shot distance. He was quivering in pure fright. It bit his bones and nerves, not letting go until he was far away from the soldiers.

A gun shot could be heard. Chiro yelped and ran faster. No, they spotted me! He started to speed up; faster, faster, and faster. He gripped his head tightly. I won't let them take me! Not now, not ever! He kept running, he did not even care where, just somewhere away.

Chiro ran into the night time sky and straight into the moon's light. With the soldiers on his tail, Chiro ran faster.

Eh, not my best chapter, but I hope you enjoyed it. Sorry it's short, but- like I said before - writer's block is not fun!

Grubbs: That was OK. Better then watching Demonata slaughter...

Me: WILL YOU STOP THAT? I GET IT ALREADY! Dammit, when's Darren coming back! At least he doesn't go on talking about the Demonata!

Grubbs: Well...! Alright then, R&R

Me: &R (once again, Read, Review...and RAMEN!)

1: Thank you sapphirephantom197 for PMing that small scene for me! I wonder where you got it.