A/N: Expect one chapter a day unless something happens. (Like faulty servers;)

Chapter 2

The Super Robot gave a tremendous lurch, causing those on the floor to wake, and Gibson to cry out in surprise and pain as he was flung to the floor. Chiro shook his head as Otto leapt up to the controls, Sprx at his heels to help as they began trying to figure out what was happening. The screen lit up and the broad burnt orange metallic side of a space ship appeared before them.

"Tractor beam," Gibson asked as Antauri helped him stand. Otto nodded, staring at the ship.

"This ship looks really old. I'm surprised they even have any power," Sprx said. Antauri frowned.

"Do not forget that appearances can be deceiving." Chiro could only nod in agreement as Gibson stepped up to the controls and opened a radio connection. However, before the little blue monkey could say anything a loud screech filled the robot, causing the team to cry out and cover their ears.

"TURN OFF THE RADIO GIBSON," Chiro shouted. Gibson didn't reply, his head bent down as he clutched at his 'ears'. Otto was the one to make a move, uncovering his ears long enough to slam a hand down on the radio and effectively silence it. The super robot was silent and still, the ship before them coming ever closer still, as the team breathed a sigh of relief.

"What in Suggazoom was that," Nova groaned, rubbing her head. "My ears are still ringing." She gasped as Antauri teetered beside her and fell, only to be caught by Chiro. The silver monkey's face was twisted with pain, his eyes shut tight. He said nothing as Chiro lowered him to lay on the floor to rest against the fourteen-year-old boy.

"Antauri," the boy asked. There was no reply as the rest of the team sat on the floor wearily, circling them.

"My head feels funny," Otto complained, as Gibson grunted.

"That noise might have been some kind of... jamming frequence," Gibson muttered slowly. "It might have been too much for our friend." Chiro started as he felt something heavy fall against his left arm and looked to see that Sprx had passed out against him.

"Sprx! Sprx are you alright," he asked. Sprx didn't answer and Nova moaned, still holding her head. The super robot gave a slight lurch, a clanking sound echoing through it, and Chiro looked up as the rest of his teammates slumped to the floor. They had just been docked within the large craft and apparently the movement and sound and been too much for the rest of his team. The radio came to life instantaneously, which caused Chiro to jerk in surprise, a male voice echoing in the robot.

"Open up and let us in, or we will be forced to use other measures." Chiro glared as the round face of an overweight boar-man appeared on the screen.

"Oh yeah? Just try it. Why did you capture us? We haven't done anything to you!" The boar grinned, his yellow eyes squinting and glowing at him greedily.

"You are known throughout the galaxy as great warriors, and I collect great warriors for my coliseum ," he said, grinning past the great tusks protruding from his swollen mouth. "You now belong to me boy. And in my arena you all will fight... under my terms." The boar pressed a button on his own controls and a strange beep rang through the super robot. Chiro couldn't help but stare as his teammates were lifted like puppets on a string off the floor, and turned to face him.

"You will come out of that robot and do as I say," the boar snarled at him. "Or you can perish now at the hands of your 'friends'."

"Oh yeah? What makes you think I won't fight back," Chiro snapped, a snarky grin on his face. He paused as Otto's hands changed into saw blades and began whirling, the green monkey turning and rasing one turning blade as Gibson stood with his arms aside in a surrender.

"I find that 'heroes' often have a weakness for those around them. Defy me and I'll have this little green one cut your blue friend to pieces." The boar was smiling in victory as Chiro slowly put his hands above his head in surrender.

"Who are you," he snarled, angry as Otto's hands returned to normal. The boar chuckled.

"I, Chiro, am Caesar. Remember my name and know that I now control your future. Now move." Chiro had no other choice but to obey.

They had each been placed in separate cells, the ships interior mimicking underground caverns complete with flaming torches jutting out from the rock walls, and magma flowing through deep trenches that they crossed over or walked too close to for Chiro's comfort. But if the lava made him nervous, the silence that came from his monkey team scared him, for the five normally talkative robots were sitting in the far corners of their cells, staring listlessly at nothing. Chiro had tried several times to get their attention to no avail, causing him to sigh and throw himself into a sitting position against the back wall. Whatever this Caesar guy had planned it obviously wasn't any good. The boy sighed again.

"Man... this stinks." There was no reply. So, he waited, dozing as what was evening for him turned into late night, until a strange sound brought him around. He stood and walked over to the cell door. The front half of all the cells were barred where as the back half was solid mildewy rock, and it was through the barred half that he could see his team. They were all sitting , chained near the front of their cells so that he could see them, except for one. Though chained like the others, Antauri was not sitting still. He was laying on the barren floor of his cell, twitching and jerking, moaning as he moved as if distressed. When Chiro stepped forward and grabbed the cell bars that joined his and Sprx-77's cell, in order to call out and comfort his friend, the red robot made a lunge for him. Sprx had his teeth bared, his eyes... Chiro had leapt back, not from the uncalled for attack, but for the eyes that stared out at him from his friends face. Sprx's eyes were a deep blood red full of hatred, malice and no sense of recognition what-so-ever. Down a ways from them, as Sprx began hissing and Chiro began backing away with his hands in front of his chest, Antauri let out a pain filled whine. It was unlike anything Chiro had ever heard before and it made his heart stop for a second. Worry gripped him, and he panted from both the heat from his prison and the fear that gripped him. What was happening to his friends?

"Antauri. I have to help Antauri. He can free the others," Chiro mumbled to himself, practically throwing himself into a sitting position on the floor and crossing his legs before taking a deep breath and closing his eyes. Concentrating, he began to call upon the Power Primate, calming himself and focusing on Antauri. What he found, was opposition. In his minds eye he came upon a barrier which blocked him from his friend, but did not block out the screams. In his mind, Antauri was screaming as if in agonizing pain, shouting out words that Chiro could not make sense of. Most of it was basic primate, but the rest was some language that Chiro did not know. However, to him it was all irrelevant. His friend was in pain and needed him, and no barrier was going to keep him away from Antauri. Summoning the Power Primate to himself, Chiro slammed against the barrier, knocking it down and...

He screamed as raw power surged and burned its way through him. It was unlike anything he had ever experienced, for the Power Primate had been warm, calming and soothing not cruel, heartless, terrifying and painful. He was harshly thrown back into his own mind, his body physically jerking backwards not once but twice before he was thrown to the floor and left to lie still. He was unconscious before he hit the ground and did not see the red power that surged through Antauri before latching onto the others and causing them to scream in agony. It disappeared after a moment and when it was gone there was no more silence in any of the cells as the robot team began screaming as if they had gone mad.

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