~Shouko's POV~
"Approaching planet of Tolomac 3." Sparx notified, as the Super Robot flew across space, toward a lush green planet, "It's just another boring rock in the middle of nowhere."
Since Skeleton King was taken care of, Shuggazoom has been quiet for over a week. So, the Team thought it would be good to see if any other planets have had been influenced by Skeleton King. So we could fix them.
I was in my station, while the others were in the Command Center.
"Never can tell, Sparx." Chiro spoke up, "There could be Skeleton King activity down there."
"Let's go in for a closer look." Sparx suggested, as he drove the Super Robot entered the exosphere of the planet.
"Sparx, I will remind you that we have not completed the-" Antauri started, but the alarm cut him off.
"Incoming!" Nova shouted.
"Threat analysis..." Antauri finished in a deadpan tone.
Something hard hit the Robot, causing its systems to shut down and fall. The Super Robot fell with a very heavy impact. The systems rebooted and we regained consciousness from the crash landing. Ow...
"What happened?" Chiro asked, as he sat up, rubbing his head.
I sat up with my hand over my side. I put my visor over my eyes and activated the holographic projector in my station to the Command Center.
The holographic projector in the Body-Sync Simulator allows me to talk to the others, while controlling the Super Robot. The form the projector gives me is an anthropomorphic monkey in the same uniform as me, icy blue body with a light blue outline. You could tell it's still me just as soon as I start talking.
Not sure why, but I don't mind it.
(A/N: Similar to a mental, or astral projection, but the body is still conscious.)
"It felt like the Super Robot was shot down by some sort of rock." I informed.
Nova nodded, "Yeah." Then glanced at Sparx, "Nice going, Sparx."
"I don't see no broken bones." Sparx defended, waving his stiff arm.
Otto got to his feet and walked to the control console, "I'll turn on the outside camera."
He switched the camera on and the Central Computer showed to ogres very up close to the camera. Both of them were wearing armor from medieval times. Most of us gasped in startle.
"Let us hope those things are smaller than they appear." Gibson muttered.
"I... I don't think they're small, Gibson." I spoke up.
The dark tan skinned one spoke, but all we could get was garbled mumbling. But his voice made it sound like he was discussing what the Super Robot was.
"I don't like the sound of that." Chiro noted, then instructed, "Activate hyper-translators."
Gibson activated the translators, but the garbling just sounded worse.
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The White Monkey
FanfictionShouko is no ordinary 12-year old gothic girl. Best friends with a young boy who thinks with his heart. Born with extremely powerful gifts she struggles to control. Has no memory of her true identity. And now she's a member of a superhero team of c...
