Finally I get to update. So sorry for the long wait. Apologies for making you.

Ch 3: Plans

It had been two days since the encounter. Mandarin was training Zinnaux for that time, in a dark and eerie training room. It had everything the Super Robot had, but no life. Its walls were cold to the touch as was the floor. The dark blue monkey had been training for a few hours, perfecting the monkey mind scream. "Again," Mandarin said.

Zinnaux didn't like the fact of being told what to do, but he was learning and obeyed, though somewhat reluctant. "Monkey mind scream," he yelled, releasing a series of sound waves toward a few formless – who reduced to nothing but goo.

"Well done," the orange primate said. "You've mastered it. You're dismissed."

The blue simian smirked triumphantly as he walked down the dark hall. He was determined to learn anything if it meant finding the whereabouts of his sister, Ichigo. Torture if need be. That black monkey will tell him what he wanted to know and the next encounter wouldn't be pleasant, that he could guarantee. He passed from corridor to corridor until he came upon Skeleton Kings thrown room. In the back of Zinnaux's head, his instincts told him something was amiss. A few times he had thought of if he made the right choice of joining this guy. But the feeling was pushed to the dark corners of his mind with every intention to find and rescue his younger sister. Smiles were replaced with scowls of hate to the person who had abducted her, or in this case, Midnight.

There he stood, in front of a boned face and bowed. It's not that he cared for this man, nor did he respect him, it was a sign of false trust. He would never serve this guy completely, or willingly. His duty was to himself and his sister, no one else. "Ah, Zinnaux." His voice boomed with his usual tone. "What brings you before me?"

"I request a favor," the kings' eyes narrowed a bit. "Since I haven't gained the information I wished from this… Midnight, I would like to led an attack upon Shuggazoom City." This time, his eyes seemed to glow brighter and a menacing smile grew larger.

"Oh," he said.

"I plan to capture him and interrogate him for information." Zinnaux crossed his arms, studying the man carefully.

"Hm, very well. If it helps you get the information you want and the destruction of the Hyperforce that has been a thorn in my side, then you are free to do as you please."

The monkey smiled deviously as he bowed again, this time with a little more respect, but only a tiny bit. There was something that made him feel uneasy. As he returned to full height, he said, "I plan to begin in a few hours." Then turned on his heels and exited. However, he did not see the evil smile the liar revealed. It was filled with deceit and anything else that led to distrust.

He was only using this monkey to take care of the one thing that stands in his way from ruling the galaxy and all others. To rule all life and cause pain and suffering. Mandarin had walked in, completely aware of the plan. "The little fool," Skeleton King laughed a little bit, so it wouldn't echo into the tool's ears. "He shall help me a great deal, destroy the Hyperforce and let me rule over the planets with dominant power. He suspects nothing, that I control him and hold his dear sister captive. The Hyperforce shall be the first before I no longer have any need for him and take care of him as well. The world will be mine for the taking." Again he laughed looking into his staff and a clear image of a lavender colored monkey, chained to a wall by her wrists. Her head hung weakly, eyes closed and a mouth piece covered her mouth to keep her quiet.

On her fur were a few scorch marks, indicating that she had gone through some amount of torture. The image faded shortly after as the former Alchemist looked at his right hand monkey. "Prepare another round and follow our dear comrade into battle. I shall join you both." The orange monkey bowed deeply and obeyed.

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A yellow monkey was walking down the hallway; she was looking for her friend, Midnight. It was strange; he had disappeared for nearly two days. This was odd behavior for him and it worried her. Midnight was barely seen, almost as if he were a ghost that didn't wish to be seen. Nova, being the early bird she is, wandered the halls.

Smack.

She stopped and blinked.

Smack.

There was the sound again.

Smack. Smack.

After a moment of thinking, she realized she was near the training room. The yellow primate walked around the corner and stopped as she observed her friend place hard punches and kicks to the punching bag, his back toward her. His stance told her something was bugging him. She shook her head, she knew asking him wouldn't work, he wouldn't admit it. But there was a part of her that thought she knew. It must have been about the fight a few days before. What else would it be?

Smack.

Smack.

Smack. Smack. Smack.

His rhythm had quickened. He spun kicks and punched harder than all the other ones he had placed and the bag of stuffing was flinging everywhere. A few more good hits like that and he would knock the thing down. Stuffing was starting to come out of the holes from the amount of beatings it had received.

"Midnight," he stopped as a soft voice called, he didn't turn around, for he already knew who it was.

Nova walked up to him, a little quicker than she wanted to and placed a hand on her shoulder. "I know something's bothering you."

Midnight let out a sigh of frustration. "Puh!" he huffed.

"Midnight," she said a little sterner. "It's been a few days since then, that has to be what's upsetting you."

"I'm not one to let little things get to me. But being called a liar by someone that has no idea what Skeleton King does gets to me!" his words were spoken harshly, a little harsher than he would usually use with a friend. He sighed again.

"There has to be someway we can get him to listen to us," Nova suggested, putting her hand to her chin in thought, but before she could go on, the alarm went off. She and Midnight ran to the computer and were greeted by the others, except for Gibson, who was already there.

"Looks like we've got company." He said.

"And it looks like its Middy's friend and he wants to play," Sprx wise-cracked looking at the said monkey – who glared at him.

"Will you save it Sprx," Chiro said, in no mood to get into a fight, other than the one they were about to get in.

"Well, we wouldn't want to keep your friend waiting, now would we?" Sprx replied about to get whacked by the yellow and black monkey.

Before anything could be said, Chiro cried, "Monkey's mobilize!"

Sorry for the long wait-ish. So here's a Chirstmas present, hope you like it and the OC's are in character or mostly. I also hope to get an earlier update from now on. Please review and Merry Christmas to you all and Happy New Year.