Their Kind
Violet and Vivian
Second Thoughts
As the army advanced, each member had different thoughts racing through their minds. Today was the day they had been training for since they first gained conscious thought.
Some were confident.
Mercy couldn't wait to reach the hyper force and begin the big battle. The one she had been groomed and prepped for for so long. The one her team had been groomed and prepped for. The one the entire army had been groomed and prepped for! There was no way she could let herself lose this battle!
Not that losing was really a risk - Skeleton King had seen to that, throwing the very definition of "overkill" out on this battlefield just to defeat six opponents.
The only real concern Mercy had, was that this fight was going to be unsatisfyingly short. Mercy was the kind of monkey who relished the thrill of fighting a worthy opponent, however few she met.
Some were relieved.
Cateye wanted this over with! When it was all said and done, everybody could finally focus on something else! Their lives would no longer be absorbed with training for this one fight! It would be over! The goal to "beat the hyper force" would finally be accomplished!
It would all be done with and she could stop worrying about it!
Some were eager.
Ecto had spent so much time preparing for this moment, his moment! He knew that so much of this fight was resting on his weapons! His ability to keep the one possible threat out of the fight was the single most important part of this battle.
Ecto was ready to face his self appointed nemesis and beat him. He would have his victory and finally find happiness in it. This defeat was all he ever wanted, all he ever trained for, all he ever focused on!
He. Would. Win.
He had to.
Some were reluctant.
Hazard didn't really want to do this. He lacked the confidence to even talk most the time, and now he had to go into this huge fight? He really wasn't looking forward to it.
He sighed. "I bet Bullet isn't this nervous!" he thought.
Of course his thoughts turned to her. Why wouldn't they? She was so confident and bold! Just the way she carried herself made you want to make way and follow! She wasn't afraid to stand up for her beliefs! Even if it would get her in trouble, she'd stand up. Even when she stood alone, she still stood.
And on top of all that, she was gorgeous!
Hazard was completely in love with her…. but she didn't know he existed. That was not just his low self esteem talking, he had literally never worked up the courage to say a word to her. Not that that was a surprise, he couldn't really work up the courage to talk to much of anyone.
This is why people thought he was a cool loner. No joke, people thought he was silent to them because they weren't worth his time!
Hazard bumped into the monkey in front of him.
"Ah!" Venom yelped, then glanced back to see who had bumped him.
"Sorry," he said, upon seeing it was Hazard.
Hazard said nothing. He had gotten so distracted thinking about Bullet, he totally forgot he was marching into a battle!
He stole a tiny glance at her. So ready, so confident, so strong…..so beautiful.
Some were frightened.
Frigid was out of his element. He was used to being in a lab; not marching on a battlefield! However, Skeleton King had made this top priority, which meant every monkey fought.
That didn't mean he liked it, of course. Though it was more than not liking it - Frigid was scared. He wouldn't deny that he was a tad bit dramatic when it came to this kind of thing. After all, he had been in battles before and done fine. But this was the battle! The battle they had been training for since day one!
And as Talon had once told him, "Just because you're paranoid, doesn't mean they aren't out to get you."
Although, Frigid couldn't remember who Talon had been quoting at the time.
Despite the fact he had been accepted into the highest rank possible; despite the fact he had done the calculations and deduced the odds were impossibly in their favor… Frigid was still scared.
Some were excited.
Shadow couldn't wait until they got there! She was ready to get into this fight. Her competitive nature made her want to do her best and see if it was enough to beat the hyper force! It wasn't that she was a sore loser, she just always wanted to get good enough to be the best, and from what she heard, the hyper force was currently "the best".
"Not for long," she thought gleefully.
Some were indifferent.
Phobia really didn't care who won. The way she saw it, they were all guilty of something and all deserved defeat. No one deserved their existence, not even her.
She saw conscious thought as a curse.
There were only two things she wanted. To have her wretched sentience taken back, and to be brought back to whatever planet she had been wrongfully taken from.
Since neither of those were really readily available options, all she could settle for was destroying everything in front of her.
Some were worried.
Arrow kept glancing to where her little brother marched with Thor's team. She was worried about him. She knew that being really good was important to him. Important enough that it caused him to try so hard he made mistakes!
And what if he made a mistake that was fatal? What if… what if he didn't come back?
"Don't think like that, Arrow," she told herself. "He's strong - he didn't make it into the highest rank for nothing. You know he'll pull through!"
That helped a little… but she was still worried for him.
And it was hard for her to have him so far away. She despised that he was on another team; especially since it was Thor's! The egomaniac ### that hit on her every time she went to see her brother.
It was even more difficult as they were marching. She went through this every time they went to fight - though this was the one she was most worried about. She always wanted to shield him; to keep him out of the battlefield, even if it was irrational. They were members of an army, and she wanted to keep him from fighting? Yeah, right.
Some were jealous.
Not that it had anything to do with the upcoming battle, but Pyro couldn't stop glaring at Thor. The ego-filled jerk kept trying to flirt with Arrow.
Pyro hated that Arrow had chosen to march next to his team, but he knew why. He knew she was worried about her little brother, but couldn't she tell she was annoying him?
Pyro kept catching Bow's angry "did she really have to do this!?" look.
Pyro sighed, he sure was part of a dysfunctional group.
Some were hateful.
Bow glared at his sister, who clearly wasn't getting the hint.
"What is wrong with her?" he thought "It's not enough that she has to be better than me at everything, but then she has to baby me too! Like I can't even take care of myself as well as she can!"
Bow tried to catch his friend Pyro's attention, but of course he was too busy giving Thor glares for flirting with Arrow.
Bow gave Pyro a few angry looks.
Arrow and Pyro always talked about how much they hate Thor. Could they just get it through their heads that Bow liked him!?
He was strong and aggressive, all of what Bow wanted to be. The only person he would have prefered to be his team leader would have been Shard, but sadly Shard had died mysteriously just before Bow was promoted to first rank.
Well Bow would show them all! He would make Shard proud! He'd be the best in this fight! He'd at least be better than his stupid sister!
Some were…..having second thoughts.
"Why am I here?" Mace thought nervously "I don't want to be here! I don't want to fight! This is wrong! All of this is wrong!"
Mace knew she was on the wrong side; she knew this was evil, and she hated it!
She hated the army even when she got her name. She always called herself "Macy" in her head.
The delicately girly sound was a much better match to her than a crude, spike covered stick.
Mace wished she'd had the courage in the previous weeks, months, or years to warn the hyper force of the army.
But she was too tiny and scared to oppose any of her superiors.
Mace wanted to help the hyper force somehow, but what could she do now? They were already marching to war, after all.
While everyone else that she knew of was either accepting or happy about the upcoming fight, Mace still nervously had her second thoughts.
Just so you guys know the "###" is our substitute for a monkey swearing in their primate language. Meaning, to a human, it just sounds like a monkey screech.
We figured -monkey screech- or something would pull people out of the story.
### seemed to look better, especially since people use that for swear words anyway!
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