Beh, not much to say. New story, set in the past, enjoy, review!
Oh yeah, I don't own any of the characters set here, and the plot is based on things described in "Secret of the Sixth Monkey". But I do own every sentence and concept on this page, so NO COPYING OR ELSE!
Now, enjoy!
Chapter 1: An Evil Plot and a Battle Fought
Generations ago, in Shuggazoom city, 6 robot monkeys lived that protected the cosmos. They defeated evil and destroyed negative forces opposing free worlds. The team consisted: of Mandarin, the orange leader of the monkey team, Antauri, the black second in command, Nova, the feisty yellow monkey girl, Gibson, the intelligent blue scientist, Otto, the green mechanic, and SPRX-77, the red pilot. They worked together and were the best example of teamwork that anyone could ask for.
Until one fateful day.
The monkey team had just defeated the evil Wilde and his witch queen Bellet, the biggest forces of evil in all of existence. In an epic battle never to be forgotten, the team defeated them, so they would never attack anyone again.
With the defeat of these two super powers, good deeds and kindness spread across the universe like an epidemic. Evil became nonexistent. The biggest problem people had to look for was whether or not their soup was too hot.
And even though the evil had been eliminated, the team still trained. And that is where the story really begins.
"BOOM, BOOM WAKEUP!" Nova pounded on the ground with her giant yellow fists, sending waves of movement across the white floor of the Super Robot, eliminating a few enemies in the training room.
"Magna Tingler BLAST!" SPRX-77 put his magnets in the air and shot out blots of red energy from his magnetsattacking a couple of ray guns.
Mandarin watched all of this from up on a pedestal where he controlled it all. He wore his red shoulder pads with honor, proud to be the leader of the team. "SPARKS," he yelled, "you must jump higher to get more range in your attack! And Nova! You call that a Wakeup? You couldn't wake up a cricket with that attack! I want to see you kill that floor!"
Otto jumped in the air and sliced threw a couple of more weapons with his saws, and just as he was landing, two more rays shot straight at him. He spun around just in time to see Gibson shoot the ray shots, causing an explosion, sending them both in different directions.
"Oh," Gibson said, rubbing his head, as he got up from his stomach. "Too much energy."
Mandarin sighed, as he shut off the system. "Stop, stop embarrassing yourselves, you're making me sick." He floated down to the rest of the team. "Otto? WHAT ARE YOU DOING? Why in the world would you slice through those? You knew there were two more next to them! And Gibson, this training is every man for himself! If you feel the need to help someone, GO BUY A PUPPY!"
"Geez, Mandarin, calm down!" Nova said.
"You!" Mandarin said, spinning around to where she stood. "You shouldn't even be talking! How you can call what you do fighting is beyond me."
"Hey, now…" SPRX-77 tried to defend her, but Nova grabbed his arm.
"Don't bother, it's not worth it." She told him.
"Ah, dismissed," Mandarin said. The four monkeys turned and walked away, heading up their tubes, just as Antauri was coming down his.
"Isn't it a little early to be ending training practice?" Antauri asked.
"It wasn't helping," Mandarin assured.
"Mandarin," Antauri started, "I know you're impatient, waiting for something bad to happen around here. You've felt restless ever since Wilde and Bellet were defeated. But you must be patient with our team. I've never seen you snap at everyone like you do now."
"We have such potential, Antauri. And we are far from reaching it. This team could be the most powerful force in this universe, but everyone is afraid to work harder."
"No," corrected Antauri, "they work harder. They just don't work as hard as you want them to. If you looked for their growth instead of their error, perhaps you would see that. Think about it."
Antauri then walked off to his tube, to talk with the others.
Up a level, the other members of the team were sitting in a circle on the floor, talking with each other.
"Oooh, sometimes he just really bugs me!" Nova said.
"He certainly didn't used to be this way," noted Gibson.
"You think the guy would be in a better mood," Otto remarked, "seeing as we beat all the bad guys and stuff."
"It just burns me up," stated SPRX-77, "how he treats us. I mean, he may be the leader and all, but we're still a team! He has no right to be so cruel."
"It's like he thinks he's better than us," Nova supposed.
Gibson raised his voice, "he probably does!"
Antauri walked up to the social circle. "Team, these unofficial gossip meeting are not helpful to the growth of our team."
"Are you on his side?" asked SPRX-77, "for goodness sake Antauri he barely treats you any better than the rest of us."
"Perhaps not," noted Antauri, "but he has been put in charge, and we must submit ourselves to those that are in authority over us. Otherwise, a team falls apart. He simply has our best interests as a whole in mind."
"I'm with Antauri," Gibson agreed, "we may not like the way he leads, but it's simply to induce progress in our techniques so that we may be a more productive fighting squad."
"But there's more to a team than how well we can fight," Nova mentioned.
"Yeah," said Otto, "we have to be able to trust and depend on each other."
"Is this a problem?" asked Antauri.
"Well," said Nova, "it didn't used to be. We were such a whole when we used to fight. I mean, back in the final battle, Mandarin saved my life. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be here right now."
"See?" Antauri inquired, "Deep down, he cares about us. Just be patient. He'll come around."
'But,' thought Nova, 'it was less than two weeks ago when he tortured me with extreme cold. I don't think I can trust him.'
"Incompetents!" Mandarin fused allowed, "I'm surrounded by incompetents! How long have they been fighting by my side and not known the proper way to fight and win. Where did I go wrong?
"They are powerful, there is no doubt about that. But they can be so much better. But, what would be the purpose of being any better?" he thought aloud.
He then truly realized what he truly wanted, "…because we are fit for more than we are given. We deserve more than simply a rousing round of applause. We've saved this planet more times than any can remember, and here we still sit, absent. Why, we need to be in control! We should be treated like royalty by these pitiful humans.
"And that's just what we'll do! We'll ask them if they will put us in power, and if they refuse, we will FORCE them to do so." Mandarin's face formed a clever smirk. "And if any of the team refuses…" He left that sentence without a predicate, but he knew exactly what he would do. He was going to rule, whether he had help, or not.
Mandarin knew the risks of taking on the team, particularly if they were all together. He knew he may never survive. But he had a plan for that. He had kept a journal, a record of his thoughts and feelings. And more recently, his feelings had turned to hatred, to greed, and to evil. He was completely aware of it. If he wasn't going to rule Shuggazoom, then neither was anyone else, especially not his monkey comrades. So, he took his journal, and he stuck them in a rocket. He went outside of the Super Robot, and launched them into outer space. He knew that someone, somewhere would find it, and perhaps the lust for power and greed in this world would return.
He had heard a rumor of a great evil left in the cosmos, but it had been locked away long ago. In his greatest hope, he hoped that whoever this evil was, that perhaps they would be the one to find this, and eliminate the monkey team, should he not succeed.
He watched the rocket fly into space, then returned to the Super Robot. The hour was growing late, and the stars were beginning to fill the sky. Mandarin called all of the team down into the main room, for an important briefing.
Otto, Gibson, Nova, SPRX-77, and Antauri all sat inside of the sphere chairs, facing Mandarin, who was levitating himself off of the ground.
"I have gathered you here now for an important announcement," Mandarin started, "you could call it a change in pace for the team."
A ripple of talk traveled among the team.
"Now, now, let me explain," Mandarin said, loudly, "this will be a change in motive, and I don't expect you to answer me right now, or even tonight. I want your imput in this change, but wait until tomorrow."
The team nodded.
"I have come to the conclusion that we are a very powerful team. We are definitely more powerful than these idiotic human beings that live on this planet as well as many others that we stoop to saving. We have a greater purpose in all of this, and it's time that purpose was realized."
"Mandarin--" Antauri started.
"Antauri, let me finish."
Antauri nodded, but was much tenser.
"You see, team, we are not fit for protecting these pitiful planets. So, I have decided to make a change. We, team, will rule this planet!"
"What?"
"No!"
"What are you talking about?"
"You must be joking us."
"Mandarin!"
Mandarin spoke above the ruckus "We will ask for control of the planet. And if are refused, we will step forward and take it by force!"
"Are you kidding?"
"What?"
"Mandarin!"
"Absolutely outrageous!"
"We'd never do anything like that!"
"I want all of your imput," Mandarin said, "but not tonight. Sleep on it, and tell me what you think in the morning."
"Oh," SPRX-77 said quietly, "I'll tell you what I think."
Mandarin glared at SPRX-77. "Antauri." Antauri came up to Mandarin. "See that they are all in bed so that I am not disturbed. And see that they go right to bed without any discussion amongst themselves over the subject."
"But Mandarin…"
"NOW Antauri."
"Very well." Antauri turned around and gently led the other four monkeys upstairs. And the main room again became quiet.
Mandarin smiled. He knew the others wouldn't go along with it, but his plan was still working. Now all that he had to do was sit and wait.
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