I haven't updated this in awhile. Not good. You probably all think I'm dead. But even though sometimes I wish I was, I can assure you that I'm not. I do hope that some of you are still reading this.

Chapter 26

B5 POV

"You want me to what?"

"We want to see how you react to other monkeys."

"But I'm not a monkey. I just look like one. This is almost as bad as when you force-fed me bananas!"

"Actually, that was just for amusement."

"What! Grr."

"Let's just move on, shall we?"

"Where's my companion?"

"Oh, she's being tested on by another scientist. I think he's trying to figure out how she generated that fissure."

Oh brother. This is what I've been going through ever since these idiots found out I could talk. And they still haven't given my arm back to me, yet! No matter how hard I tried, I still don't even know where it is. They probably took it apart to study it.

"Oh, and about your arm. We took it apart to study it. Sorry."

Stupid scientist. Soon, I found myself in a cage. A cage with monkey in it.

"ER ER, EEH EEH, AGH AGH, OH!"

Roughly translated, that meant "What are you doing in my cage?" Either that or "I'll tear you limb from limb!" Either way, this monkey was definitely hostile. And I was at a disadvantage. I had only one arm.

B6 POV

'What do you want, 552?'

"I told you I'd come when you were alone."

I punched at 552 but he grabbed my hand and flung me to the ground. He tried to step on me, but I grabbed his foot and flipped him over. I got up and charged at him, but he used his hooks to ward me off. Hook after hook after hook after hook. I dodged them with ease. 552 was holding back. But why?

"Because, child, I am merely testing your abilities. And you still aren't fighting to your full potential. There aren't any humans here to see you. Let loose your abilities."

Oh yeah, he can read minds. But what is he up to? Oh well. There's only one way to find out. Dark tendrils erupted from all over my body. Each one struck 552 with all the strength I had. But each blow seemed to make him stronger. He was feeding off of my dark energy! I was going to have to try a different tactic. I retracted my tendrils and started to shrink.

'Try to catch me 552.'

As he searches for me, I sneak up behind him and grow to my normal size attacking him with claws extended. He quickly turns around and trips me.

"I can predict your every move."

'Predict this!'

I attack his mind with my mind. He stumbles but quickly counters with his own mental attack. After a few minutes, I collapse, the fight knocked out of me.

'You win. Do what you want with me.'

"Child, you have nothing I want. You don't even have a soul."

'What?'

"All you are is nothingness that somehow obtained a solid form."

'But…that's impossible. I must have a soul.'

"Then where is it? If you have a soul, prove it."

I searched my whole being, but could not find my soul. Could 552 be right? But how was it possible. Why did I feel pain when B7 struck me? Why did I care about Jake if I had no soul? Did I really care about him? Was my life just an illusion? Am I really not alive? I turned to 552, but he was gone. I slowly got up. I needed to find the answers to my questions somehow. There must be someone who can answer them. I turned towards the house.

'Goodbye Jake. Goodbye home. I'll be back as soon as I can.'

With that I turned and walked off, heading off into the distance and leaving behind everything I knew.