GuardianDragon98 here, with a little something different!

When I was a kid, I was a fan of Super Robot Monkey Team Hyperforce Go! (SRMTHFG). If you don't know what that is, look it up on YouTube. It was an old Disney cartoon that was almost like an anime. It was a good series with colorful designs, funny gags, and memorable characters; and, like many other fans, I'm disappointed that there was never a Season 5 after the fourth season's cliffhanger ending.

I mean, seriously, Disney, give us a conclusion to this epic series!

This story takes place after the war with Skeleton King (which was never shown because the fourth season ended with the team getting ready for said war). Let's pretend that Skeleton King's gone and Shuggazoom City and the universe are finally at peace, and the team only has to deal with remnants of the Skeleton King's army.

This story, by the way, will have multiple POVs because I really want to explore the different mindsets of the Hyperforce's team members, but all of their POVs will be connected to one thing… which I will now reveal in this prologue.

NOTE: I OWN NOTHING HERE! EXCEPT FOR MY OC!

The Lost Monkey

Prologue

How long have I been trapped in here? I can no longer remember. Everything's the same.

Cold metal walls surrounding the tube that holds my body, the shell of the monkey I once was. And darkness – nothing but cold darkness.

Time has no meaning. I do the same thing every day: drift around in a daze, try and put myself back inside my slumbering form, fail, curse my fate, repeat. It's been going on for as long as I can remember being trapped in here.

Wait… What was that sound?

One of the walls surrounding this place, it's opening up!

Light! Beautiful, beautiful, light! At last, no more darkness!

Voices… I hear voices! Stars, it's been so long since I've heard another living creature's voice. The sound's like music to my ears.

The light hurts my eyes. I close them just as I hear the voices again.

"Another robot monkey?"

Opening my eyes, I see them – a boy and a girl. They stare at the tube, at my slumbering form, at a loss for words.

I let out a cry of joy. "Hello?! Can you hear me?!" I shout, floating over to them. Please, let them see me. I've been so alone…

But, to my chagrin, they don't respond. Figures, a spirit can't be seen unless they're sensitive enough to feel its energy. But, as frustrating it is, I might as well savor this moment. After who knows how long, someone other than me is occupying this space and I can hear voices other than my own.

I get a closer look at the two. They're teenagers, or they're just about to be. They still look young enough to be mistaken as children. The girl has pink hair and emerald green eyes. She stays close to the boy, who has dark hair and eyes like sapphires, and…

My soul sings upon feeling the Power Primate flowing through the boy's veins. Incredible! A human harnessing the Power Primate! When did that happen? Had Father... No, I don't remember Father meeting any women. But, still, this boy has been blessed with the Power Primate! It's a miracle!

"You have it, too…" I murmur, wonderstruck, reaching out to touch the boy's hand. My face falls when my hand goes through him, like a ghost's.

Maybe that's what I've become…

"Chiro, look." The girl brushes away the dust sticking to the bottom of my tube, revealing a plaque.

YNYA11

"Yinya"

Yinya… yes, that's my name. To hear somebody else say it, like the girl did just now, has helped me remember.

Stars above, it's been so long… I almost forgot my own name…

"Chiro." I look at the boy, committing his name to memory, and I see confusion written on his face, clear as day. "Chiro, did the team ever say anything about a seventh monkey?" the girl asks the boy who shakes his head.

"No… they didn't," Chiro steps forward to take a closer look at my body while I, a ghost, hover over his shoulder. In the light, I get a better look at myself. Nothing has changed, except for the thick layer of dust covering my tube. I'm still in there, eyes closed in slumber, floating around in the magenta fluid that keeps me alive.

No, not slumber. Meditation.

The memory of my mistake sends another spike of pain into my heart and another load of self-hatred comes crashing down on me.

Stars, if I hadn't been so stupid that day…

"Maybe Antauri and the others know something they haven't been telling me."

Antauri…

Antauri!

Forgetting that I'm nothing more than a ghost, I fly up to Chiro, my eyes wide. "You know 'Tauri? Is he okay? Is he here?" Tears, ghostly tears, well up in my eyes as I stare pleadingly at Chiro who, like the girl, doesn't see me. But I don't care now. The moment I heard that name, Antauri, memories come flooding back.

Happy memories. Good memories. Memories that have kept me company throughout my imprisonment. Memories of Antauri… Dear 'Tauri…

Except, now, I don't want memories. I want to be able to get out of here so I can see Antauri… and Nova, and Sparx, and Otto, and Gibson, and Father, and Mr. Clayton. Heck, I'd even be glad to see Mandarin again even though he was the crankiest monkey I had ever met.

I just want to see my family again. That's all I want…

"Maybe we can ask them?" the girl suggests, gently wiping away the dust covering my tube.

"That's a good idea, Jinmay. Come on, let's go." Chiro smiles and turns to leave.

"No! Wait!" I try to grab Jinmay's attention first, pulling at her skirt only for my hands to go through like they did with Chiro.

"Please, don't leave me here! Help me get back into my body! Please help me!" I scream but my voice might as well be nothing but a puff of air, as the two people who have finally discovered my prison walk away.

No! Please! Don't go! Don't leave me alone! I don't want to be alone anymore!

I dare myself to go as far as the opening before I feel myself slipping away. I sob, knowing that my spirit can only go a few steps away from my physical body before I feel like I'm being dragged under. Desperate, I try to grab Chiro's hand as he helps Jinmay out first and call on the Power Primate.

"Please, Chiro! Human who possesses the Power Primate! Please… help me!" I shout as loud as I can before I retreat back to the corners of the room, my ghostly form flickering. I see Chiro pause mid-step and turn around, his eyes wide as he looks around.

Did he hear me?

"Chiro, come on!"

He shrugs then goes to put the wall panel back in place. I screech, terrified, and sprint towards the opening but it's hopeless. Chiro places the panel back in place, sealing up my prison once more, and I barely manage to get my arm through the metal before I feel like I'm being dragged into the underworld again and have to retreat.

"Damnit!" I scream before despair swallows me and I curl up in front of my tube, crying like a baby. So close… so close to having someone who could help me, and I'm alone again…

Through my tears, I fix my eyes on the plaque bearing my model number and my name… and I remember who I am… who I was.

I was YNYA11.

I was the Alchemist's final completed creation.

I was supposed to be the seventh member of the Hyperforce.

I am Yinya.

I… am the lost monkey.

Oof, not gonna lie, I felt a little emotional writing this.

So, now you know who this story's going to be centered around. Updates will be random, but if any of you are already curious about Yinya and want to know more about her, PM me.

Until the next chapter!

-GuardianDragon98