A/N: Fallen Angel is soon coming to a close, so I decided to get a head start on this story. This is for Soul Of Antauri, one of my good buddies! Told in Antauri's POV! Hope you like it!

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The sun's going down. Night takes over.

Stars twinkling brightly, the moonlight gleaming ever so beautifully. Everything so serene...

...At least, it should be.

Not long ago, we were betrayed by our own. We trusted him with all our hearts. We believed in him. But, he used our trust to betray us. We should have seen it coming. Mandarin was/is cruel hearted. Treating us like simpletons, believing he was the greatest. Thinking he had the privilege to force us around.

I would have never thought, my own brother, would betray us. We had to take action.

The night after he tried to get Nova to brave the elements, we attacked him. It was not an easy task. We would have failed, he was stronger than us, but we had faith in the Power Primate and were able to vanquish him. He was sent away to the H.O.O.P (Hostile Outlaw Observation Prison).

He promised revenge on us. We took his word, but we never expected him to return. Then, one faithful day...

We are not sure how he managed to escape, but he did. I had not anticipated the attack until it was too late. We defeated him again, and would have been rid of him, but he escaped. But now, I'm ready for any attack he decides to throw at us.

I feel a hand on my shoulder. Turning around I see my golden companion behind me. "Antauri," I nod to show I'm listening. "You coming in? Gibson's got dinner ready."

"I'll be there Nova." She nods and walks away, heading back into the robot. sighing. I get up and follow my golden friend.

The smell of food is in the air. I recognize the smell of sauce, noodles, and butter...Gibson has made spaghetti. I already know that Otto is in there, ready to stuff his face with the food and make a mess as usual; eating it as fast as he can and asking for seconds. Sprx will eat fast, but not as messy. I always wonder how he eats so fast without causing noodles to fly everywhere. Gibson is usually sitting next to Otto and Sprx, and is always having to wipe excess food every few seconds. Nova and I eat with manners. We enjoy the delicious food that Gibson spends time on cooking.

"More please!" Otto asks again, going for his fifth plate. Gibson wipes off the last of the sauce and pasta while Otto continues to ask for more.

"Otto, you've eaten enough, leave some for left-overs!" Gibson says, with his handkerchief in his paw.

"Aw..." Otto's shoulders droop as he makes a sad expression on his face. Feeling bad for my friend, I offer him the rest of my plate (I wasn't hungry today anyway, I tell him.).

His expression lightens up as he snatches the plate out of my paws and gobbles it down, making another mess on Gibson's face. Gibson sighs sadly while he wipes off food...again.

Dinner finishes after Otto scarves down the last of the spaghetti on his (my) plate. I decide to do the dishes tonight. Giving Gibson a relief from Otto's mess for the night.

Silently scrubbing away the food left on the plates, thinking about what I was before, I hear the sound effects of my companions video games. I do not understand, what is so amazing about mindless games that always have characters in silly costumes killing each other?

"Ha! In. Your. Face. Sprx!" I hear Nova cry in victory. She always manages to defeat Sprx in these 'video games'. Right on cue, Sprx starts complaining; saying she cheated on the game and that he wants a rematch. Nova gives in and plays against him. Winning once more. It continues on like this for hours on end, never seeming like it will end.

The only way to end this never ending battle, is to step in, or wait until it is time tor retire to our quarters. I've only ever had to step in once. It was a long night. The three of them - Otto, Sprx, and Nova - were planning on playing video games the entire night, never a moments rest. I caught on to their little plan and stopped them before they shut down from lack of sleep.

"I win again! Woo Hoo!" Nova cries out for the last time. I finally finish washing the dishes and head for the control room. I'm greeted by the others and see that the screen is being turned off. "I'm hitting the hay, night guys!"

We all say our good nights and head off to our rooms, going off to a well deserved rest.

Hours pass by as I sleep. I dream an odd one. It starts off with a small figure.

"S-so-some-someone help me! N-No wanna go back!" Its teeth are chattering a lot.

The figure looks towards me with sad, scared blue eyes. It's crying a great deal. It's running as well, but from what? I try to ask the figure what it is it's running from but it keeps running.

It cries out again, "No wan-wanna g-go back! N-no!"

Then, much to my surprise, it transforms its little feet and starts to fly away. I look around to see what it is the figure is running from, but all I see is shadow.

The scene is entirely black, nothing but me and the figure. I try to activate my night vision to get a better look, but the sounds of beeps wakes me from my dream.

My eyes snap open as the alarm continues to go off. I always knew that alarm would be perfect to wake us up for battle when we are asleep...a bit too perfect. I run to the control room and am once again greeted by my teammates. "What's the situation now, Gibson?" I ask.

"I'm not sure, but we'll see soon enough." He says, as we all turn to the screen.

We all stare at the screen, for a few moments, waiting for it to turn on. Gibson is the first to say something.

"I forgot...the screen doesn't turn on by itself..." We all smack ourselves in the head, feeling like complete imbeciles. Gibson immediately turned the screen and we all gasp at the sight before us.

And this is where the chapter ends! Sorry for the cliffy, but it makes it more...um, I just forgot the word! Oh well.

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