A/N: Hey everyone! Thanks for reviewing for first chapter! And I will answer some questions right fast.

1.) This story was originally called "Call for the Present", so yes I changed it to "Strife for Existence" since it was more catchy.

2.) The word 'Moirai', if you google it its definition means "The Fates", so that's where I got it.

3.) The clock of Morrow is the watch of future, but Morrow means 'the future' or 'the following day'

4.) The clock of Yore is the watch of the past, Yore means 'of long ago or former times'

5.) Chiro is eighteen in this story.

And the current date of this story… I decided to make it further in the future from our date, I haven't decided on a month. But the current year in this story shall be 3005, why that futuristic? Well Shuggazoom is a pretty futuristic city, so just role with me here.

So anyways hope that answered some of your questions. Expect me to update this mighty quick.

Enjoy Chapter 2!


Chapter 2

Thrown into the Unknown

Chiro sat at the kitchen table, the clock next to him read 11:50 PM… ten minutes from midnight. Chiro noted this as he yawned, dark circles creasing under his eyes. He grabbed a coffee mug and slurped down the steamy black liquids. He gagged at the nasty taste, he had been up for weeks. Ever since he saw the Timepieces of Moirai, he had been feeling off lately. He couldn't quit put his finger on it, but it sparked an interest in him.

So here he was on his third sleepless night with Gibson's ten pound history book in hand. His eyes showered the words, searching for any roots related to the time. The old text imprinted in the word was hard to see as he had to really squint his eyes to read.

He was so in tuned with his reading that he failed to sense a floating object hover next to him. Sky blue eyes housing white pupils gazed down to the eighteen year old's slumped shoulders. Antauri remained silent when got into Chiro's space. But when the boy still did not notice, he peered over his shoulder, he arched his eyebrow in curiosity when he saw the book.

"Chiro?" he whispered in his soothing deep voice. He grasped the boy's shoulder, calming him when he jumped in fright at his sudden appearance. "What are you doing up so late?"

Chiro gripped his chest to slow his heart rapid heartbeat. "Damnit Antauri I hate it when you sneak up on me…" he breathed, placing his hand over his mentor's. "But yes… I am just reading Gibson's history book."

Antauri massaged his adopted son's hand with his thumb as he craned his neck over the human's shoulder. He blinked in greater surprise when he recognized the book, "Your reading Clockwork? The historical events of time and space? Why would you be reading that?"

Chiro kept his hand glued to Antauri's, his bare hand resting on top of the smooth silver surface perched on his shoulder. "I just got curious, that's all."

Antauri sighed, tightening his grip on his young leader. "Is this because of the trip to the museum when I showed you the timepiece of Moirai?" When Chiro didn't answer, the sterling simian sighed as he shook his head.

"Chiro…" he started, coaxing Chiro's exhausted gaze away from the dull grey pages. "I only showed you the artifacts because I thought learning of something new would be a good way to spend the day. The legend I shared of you was not meant to be taken so literally, so why are focusing on it?"

Chiro held a five minute stare down with the unblinking robot. His shaky pupils blurred his vision as he found himself unable to hold down the look. He dropped his head submissively to Antauri's dominating gaze and sighed in defeat. "I'm sorry Antauri, I didn't mean to be obsessing it over this the last three days…"

Antauri exhaled a gentle breath as he removed his hand from beneath Chiro's and found his cheek. Even without Chiro making contact, he still peered deep into the boy's saggy eyes. "I am happy you have taken an interest into such a historical concept… but I just mean take a break, go get some rest. We can discuss this a little later… okay?"

Chiro softly nodded his head to his father figure's request. "But wait Antauri, can I ask you something first?" when he saw the doubtful look on the silver monkey's face, he raised his hand in a reassuring matter. "I promise it has nothing to do with the timepieces… or at least not directly."

Sighing, Antauri nodded. "Very well, what is your question?"

Chiro leaned back, his long sideburns brushing around young adult face. His hair had grown out while he had gained two inches in height; but he was still lanky in build. His eyebrows had also gotten a little thicker.

Actually every time Antauri observed his aged features, he couldn't help but compare how Chiro looked when he became the monster when trained by Offay. How his hair had wildly grown out, except here it was more brushed and shinier. He also didn't have hardly no facial hair to speak of, but Chiro preferred a clean face anyways. Everything else about the eighteen year old; besides hair and height, didn't change much.

Inhaling a breath, Chiro finally found the strength to look at his mentor. "There is one thing the watches did bring to mind, about the pasts…"

Blinking, Antauri narrowed one eye in deep perplexion. "What about the past?"

He rubbed his neck, one thing that really changed about Chiro's older form was he matured a little more. But he had also became more curious about things, which was in a sense good; but it had its bad moments too.

"Well…" the eighteen year old began. "This is kind of hard to ask, but before I became your all's leader… what was the team like back in the day? When you all still served under…" his face scrunched under strain. "Under Mandarin?"

Taken by surprise, Antauri's face shifted back to his normal unreadable expression. He removed his hand from Chiro that had been sitting there for several minutes. He sighed, hiding the face he was slightly disturbed by the random question.

"Well Chiro as I have informed you awhile back, Mandarin was our first leader. He was the wisest, strongest, and smartest of us all. When we were first activated in the robot after the Alchemist erased our memories, Mandarin had already obtained most of the knowledge of tactics and battle. So as a result he ended up teaching and mentoring every one of the team, training us to battle the evil that plagued Shuggazoom."

Chiro paused as he cupped his jaw, even he didn't know why he was asking these questions. He didn't know what to make of these answers, but still his mind forced out more unrationed words.

"Okay I see, but I recall you once said Mandarin had a good heart?" he leaned forward, eyes blinking. "What happened to him?"

Antauri sighed, but before he could answer, he was cut off by another deep voice.

"Mandarin just changed one day…" Otto answered as he came in. His midnight orbs thwarted to a deep pained look. His look finding the ground as his new favorite place to stare at. "We don't know why, but before we exiled him, he was kind… he was my best friend, I looked up to him…"

Noticing Otto's frame beginning to shudder, Antauri in a way he always did. He raced his hand to the green mechanic's dark grey shoulder in attempt to comfort him from the hurtful memory.

Staring at the scene, a ping of hurt stung Chiro's heart. Sighing, he immediately felt guilty. "I am sorry guys, I didn't mean to ask…" he gripped his forehead, "I shouldn't have brought this up, I don't know why I did… I guess I'm just tired…"

Sniffling, Otto shook his hand, brushing Chiro's apologize away. "It's okay Chiro, its nothing you did…"

"Yes, but the past is the past… there is no need to dwell on it when we have the present to worry about," Antauri sternly confirmed while guiding Otto out of the room. "Besides its late and its time for us to return to our quarters… right?" he cut Chiro a stern look, making sure their leader understood.

Nodding, Chiro flinched under the look. "Right right alright, I'm going to bed… sleep well you guys."

When everyone departed and Chiro returned to his room, he flopped on his mattress. He let his achy joints melt into the mattress, but his mind still ran rampant.

"What's going on…?" he whispered out to the lonely darkness of his room. "Why am I so focused on this?" turning over, he gripped his forehead, hiding his face. "God I am such an idiot… I got to forget about this…"

When his mind finally found quiet, a sharp pain stabbed his gut. Gasping in agony, he hugged his body as he curled up. Veins pulsed around his forehead as he grabbed his ears. "S-shit what the hell!?" he gasped as he rolled onto the floor.

Pushing himself to his hands and knees, the boy raised his head. A green aura flowed around his shaking body. The Power Primate pulsed around his paling skin, causing his teeth to grit.

"W-what's going on?" his eyes lost their iris as they exploded into two matching orbs of a ghoulish green.

His room suddenly vanished as Chiro found himself in the room of Shuggazoom's National Museum. The walls and floors were transparent, they rippled when the boy touched them. Jumping in alarm, he looked around, "Am I in… some kind of dream?"

Then a shadow swished passed him. Leaping in alarm, Chiro dashed after the dark shape. Running down the hall, he cut a sharp left and slid to a halt. There his eyes widen when an image of Mandarin was projected before him.

The rouge monkey glared at him, a look so hostile it made the boy shiver. But what he saw next stopped his heart. For in the x leader's grip… was the clocks of Morrow and Yore.

'Say goodbye my hairless monkey…!' the illusion laughed as he slammed the watches together.

The room faded form his sight as Chiro was flung back. His body slammed against the wall, "Ouch!" he groaned while gripping his head. Opening his eyes, he found himself back into his own room.

After staying quiet, something struck Chiro. Leaping to his fight, he turned and raced out the room. He slapped his chest, hearing the primal roar echo around him as his hyper mode appeared. Racing down to the command room, Chiro tapped his communicator.

"Monkey team!" he yelled, "Meet me at Shuggazoom's National Museum! There is going to be a break in!"

He didn't give them time to respond before he hit the exit and ejected himself from the room. The air tunnel swiped him through the cargo bay and out into the freezing night time air. Flipping skillfully through the air, Chiro free felled to the ground beneath. Twisting his body, he landed on his feet.

Narrowing his eyes, the power primate glowed around as he dashed down the street. Leaving nothing behind by a trail of green as he used enhanced speed, completely forgetting to use his jetpack.

~At the Museum~

Mandarin smirked as he stepped through the shattered door. Glass crunching under his dark purple feet.

Knocked out guards laid groaning behind him. Their suits were riddled in bullet holes with sliced apart hand guns propped beneath their bruises hands.

The cameras sounded a small mechanical whir as their lens zoomed in on them. Mandarin caught the sound. Smirking, without looking up, his right paw changed shape. A long barrel with a scope folding out on top slid out of his wrist. Cocking the gun, he pointed to the wall and fired several laser bullets.

He kept walking, ignoring the sounds of metal cases falling to the ground in a loud 'crash'. He walked down the hall and turned left. He continued to ignore the priceless relics that his shadow passed by.

Then his gaze rose when he came face to face with a big bolted door. Its raspy chrome surface gleamed from its cleanness. The powerful locks that intertwined its big dome surface made the monkey chuckle.

"Such Gameboy level security…" Mandarin's eyes flashed red as he opened his mouth. "Monkey Mind Scream!"

The red circles of his corrupted attack bashed against the door. The door's thick hide bowed under the power attack. Screeching loudly before it was ripped right off its hinges.

Crossing his legs, Mandarin took his spot in the air as he hovered in. He let his gaze travel to the furthest side of the room. His wrinkly snout twisted into a sick grin when a feeling of warm washed through his wires. The image of a dimly lit glass case reflected in his eyes as he zoomed closer.

"It's so beautiful…" he whispered, placing a weary hand on the clear glass. "Finally… after years of waiting and suffering… my time has finally come…"

Raising his left hand, his palm disappeared and replaced by a long energy blade. Its aura pulsed in red energy under its dark purple sheath. Raising it above his head, he sliced the glass in half. He watched as force of the clean cut sent the pieces shattering against the wall.

There the two relics reflected in his pupils. Sweating, he transformed his blade back into his left hand. Reaching forward, he touched the clocks.

"Not so fast Mandarin!"

Jumping in shock, the rouge monkey whirled around. There he came face to face with Chiro and his former teammates. Snarling, the monkey uncrossed his legs and took an attack stance while suspended in air.

Antauri floated passed Chiro, his eyes narrowed. "Mandarin… what are you doing here?"

He smirked, "What? Not happy to see an old friend Antauri?" He laughed as he glanced back to the watches.

"How are you alive?" Sprx blurted out, "I thought you were-"

"Dead?" Mandarin finished the pilot's sentence. He heaved a mocking laugh as he shook his head, "Oh no Sprx… I am alive… but soon…" he turned and grabbed the watches. "I will thrive…"

Gibson noticed the watches hanging from the monkey's grip, he growled. "I don't know what you plan to do with those fragile relics, but they will not save you!" the blue monkey called as his hands folded into blue dripped drills. "This time we will not spare you!"

"Yea!" Otto agreed, also following Gibson's example by summoning his energy saws. "Those things don't even work! So whatever you're planning, you might as well give up now Mandarin!"

Chiro said nothing as he stared at the artifacts dangling in his enemies' hand. The power primate began to churn his soul again as he grabbed his head. Whatever was going on, Chiro knew something really bad was about to happen.

Mandarin did nothing but stare at his siblings. "That is true… there two relics do have an unconfirmed legend around them…" then his smile grew darker as he locked eyes with Chiro. "But you know what they say… fairy tales always have a bit of truth to them… let's find out!"

Gripping the ancient artifacts, Mandarin slammed them together. Hidden compartments opened around the twin clock faces as they hook to each other. The hands began to spin rapidly across the unknown symbols.

The floor started shaking, sending the team falling to their feet. All eyes widen as a rapid wind swirled around them. Lightning cracked across the ceiling as the sounds of ticking consumed the hollow room.

Mandarin laughed as he placed the watches around his neck. White energy sparked around his body, enveloping him. The different colored clocks fazed into a wintery white shade.

"I will re-write the mistakes that have been made!" Mandarin screeched to the falling Hyperforce.

All glass containers started shattering as the winds grew angrier. Antauri growled as he raced to Sprx, grabbing the pilot's arm before he the storm flung him away. He did the same with the rest as he held anchored them to the floor.

Mandarin let out a laugh that ran all hearts cold. "With the Timepiece of Moirai at my side, nothing can stop me!" grabbing the combined watches, he aimed it to the wall behind him.

The white energy the swirled around him was blasted from the watch. A huge hole was torn into the concrete wall, revealing a strange vortex on the other side. Looking back to his former pinned team, he smirked. "See you all in a few minutes…"

Suddenly a thought crossed Chiro's mind. Realizing what was about to happen, he stood up. Locking his knees from the fighting wind, he tore himself away from Antauri.

"Chiro!" Antauri yelled as he reached to stop the boy. But his telepathy were too burned by the others to grab his boy. "No!"

Before Mandarin could enter the portal, a green glow blinded his eyes.

"Monkey Fu!" Chiro propelled himself forward, his attack consuming his body in an array of black of green. He shot like a bullet as he cut right through the raging winds and spiked Mandarin's back.

The pair were thrown into the vortex. Chiro coughed out strained grunts as he wrestled the rouge monkey. Their bodies were hurled around in all different directions. Strange symbols and machines glowed around them as the flashing tunnel piloted them through a black void.

Mandarin shoved his foot against the boy's face, "Foolish child release me!" He yelled into his air, "You're messing up the time warp!"

"N…never!" shutting his hands, Chiro grabbed the chain holding the watches to Mandarin's neck. Gritting his teeth, he pulled his arm.

The monkey shrieked in horror when the watches were yanked apart. A huge spark exploded between them, sending their bodies in different directions.

Mandarin yelled in pain as he grabbed the one watch that remained on his neck. His eyes glowed green as he was thrown down another separate tunnel that was connected to the main tunnel.

Now Chiro was alone. He clung to the blue clock as its single hang began to rotate counter clock wise. The stormy winds smacking Chiro around suddenly pushed him forward.

His eyes were spinning as he was unable to straighten out. He tucked his head his arms as the blue watch of Morrow reflected in his eyes.

He was thrown down a different tunnel. The lightning of the time warp field clashed around him, narrowingly missing his head. Chiro screamed in horror as he found himself falling. Gripping the watch tighter, he shielded his eyes and embraced for the worst.

Soon his vision was blinded by a blue light. A bolt shocked his body, he yelled in agony when his skeleton flashed visible for a second. Sweat rolled down his neck as he found himself unable to stay awake.

The last thing he remembered was the sound of the angry winds dying down and his body hitting something hard. Then all went his dark as his mind faded to black.


A/N: Forgive any grammar mistakes! I was rushed with this chapter and didn't have time to proof read!

But anyway, looks like Mandarin succeeded in getting the clocks and flinging himself through the time warp jump. But what he didn't anticipate was Chiro being thrown him with him.

But now Chiro has snatched the phase of morrow while phase of yore still remains in Mandarin's possession. But as Antauri explained, you can't control time without the aid of both watches. So let's see what has become of Chiro.

Stay tuned for chapter 3! Peace out!