Chapter: 2 of mice and monkeys
Hey everyone i know its been a few years but a lot has happened and i lost the original docs for this but now that i think back to it it gives me a chance to take this story somewhere else, somewhere much better than the original docs, anyway i promise to finish this story but in order to do that i will need your help. Leave a review give me ideas of what you think needs improvement and how to make the story better, anyway ive rambled enough on to the story.
Disclaimer: I don't own srmthfg if i did i would have made chiro a full monkey and nova and sprxs son.
3 years...3 long and horrible years here in this place, day in and day out its always the same, work till you drop and even then they "encourage" you to get back on your feet and work.
The only reason that i keep going is for her, for frost she's the only friend i have and i will do anything to protect her no matter the cost, speaking of frost she's changed but then again so have I. When i first arrived here on this god forsaken planet and was thrown into the forced labor camp of machine king fritz, I was just a child no older than 5, a child whose body and trust had been broken, a child who lost his light of innocence. There were many times that i just wanted to give up and end my own life but she always stopped me and gave me a reason to keep going, she's saved me from myself more times than i could count over the course of three years. I honestly do not know if she does it out of obligation since i looked after the whole time she was recovering after trying to escape three years ago or if she's just doing it out of some sort of debt, i just wish she would let me go and end it all sometimes but another part of me disagrees, a part of me that that feels strong, almost as if it's trying to break free. I can feel it from time to time but i just don't know what it is, but whatever it is it gives me the strength to keep going as well. I just wish i knew what it is, i wonder if i …..Chiro!, huh?, gah Frost, what the heck?!, chiro you were too engrossed in your thoughts to notice that we are gonna be late to the shuttle, remember they said they would leave anyone behind who is not there on time!, oh hell how much time do we have left?. Considering that i spent the last ten minutes looking for you we have less than five minutes left before were left behind, d. you just say five minutes?, yup and were on the other side of the complex?, yup, frost…., yes chiro?. LET'S GET THE HECK OUT OF HERE, NO STOPPING JUST RUN FOR IT!, chiro! Wait for me!. We made it to the shuttle with just seconds to spare, the shuttle, the only way off this forsaken planet and its only taking us and everyone else to the next slave camp and from the murmurings of some of the other slaves and guards i've heard that it's yanderis prime that we are heading for. Yanderis prime?, isn't that an old abandoned prison planet?, yeah how'd you know that frost?, well i used to travel with my mother a lot before she died and she always told me to avoid yanderis prime no matter what Frost, what's so bad about Yanderis?, its not like there's monsters or something there.. Right?, frost..frost..frost why are you making that face?. Chiro if the stories my mother told me are true there are monsters on Yanderis, black and white monsters that have no true form and roam the planet in search of hapless victims to turn them into more of them, great just what we need out of the three year frying pan into the fire, well i for one don't plan on finding out so help me with these restraints frost, then what?, run for it?, if you haven't noticed chiro we are in the middle of space, on a one way shuttle with no escape!. Frost, my dear sweet frost there is always an escape, especially on a ship like this, it's similar in design to an old model ship my father built with me when i was three, and that model showed a hidden compartment around here that can take us to emergency escape pods, escape pods that if in good enough condition still could sustain us for at least two to three months, more than enough time to find a planet and lay low. Chiro, what if your wrong?, then i guess we either are stuck here as slaves or they kill us, honestly would you rather take this opportunity to at least attempt to escape and possibly succeed, or would you rather remain a slave, a slave who is treated lower than the mice that ran the length of the complex back on that planet, or to simply put it, would you rather die a free, a proud monkey? Or die as something treated lower than mice?, are you a mouse or a monkey frost?, because I know what i am.