The Son Of Monkey King (On Pause)

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MK was doing noodle deliveries as usual. The passageway still at the back of his mind. It's been 3 days since he and his mentor came across it, but something about that passageway just doesn't feel right. MK shakes his head to keep focus since he had one more delivery to do. It was a place he never went before so it took some time to find the house.

After getting some directions, he finally arrived to his destination. It was a run down old house. MK gulped gathering all his courage walking to the front door. He rung the door bell. "Pi-Pigsy's noodles delivery!" MK stuttered, he was nervously shaking as he held the delivery.

The door freaked as it opened, revealing a tall muscular man. "Thanks." The man says taking the noodles paying MK.

MK gulped nodding nervously before running out. But to his surprise there was a note on his scooter seat.

"Your mentor isn't being honest."

Mk read what was written on the note. What did it mean? When it said Monkey King wasn't being honest.

The logical thing to do would be to not panic..... But this is MK we're talking about. So of course he panicked.

Panic coursed through MK's veins, his mind racing with a thousand thoughts. His hands trembled as he stared at the piece of paper clutched in his hands, the words on it echoing in his mind. "Your mentor isn't being honest."

His heart pounded in his chest, his breath catching as the implications of the note sunk in. Monkey King, his mentor, the legendary monkey god, wasn't being honest? The thought shook him to his core, the trust he placed in his teacher suddenly thrown into question.

He couldn't help but wonder, could it be true? Was there something Monkey King was hiding from him? A secret perhaps? Was it the passageway? Or maybe something else?

The possibilities swirled in his mind, each one more worrying than the next. He knew he had to find out the truth, but how? He couldn't just walk up to Monkey King and ask him bluntly, could he?

"Heeey! Monkey King, I gotta ask. What's in the secret passage way?" MK ask Monkey King. "It's nothing, bud. Don't think too much about it, Kid." Monkey King shrugs but MK noticed that he seemed a little tense. "Monkey King, is something wrong?" He asked as Monkey King avoided eye contact.

"I'm fine, kid. Don't worry about it and let's get back to training." Monkey King assures him, but MK couldn't help but have a feeling he was hiding something. But nonetheless goes back to training.

Days pass and the note or the passage way doesn't leave MK's mind. And curiosity soon got the better of MK.

"Heeey! Monkey King! Monkey King?" MK call carefully crepting through Monkey King's cave looking around for his mentor as he carefully crept to the passageway.

Once he was sure Monkey King wasn't around, MK entered the passageway. He carefully walked down the dusty old stone steps of the passageway, using his phone's built-in flashlight to guide him through the dark. Once he reached the bottom of the steps he entered a room.

As he entered the room, MK's phone's flashlight cast an eerie glow around him, making the shadows of the room seem to dance and come alive. The room was dusty and old, untouched for who knows how long. Cobwebs clung to the corners of the ceilings, while the furniture that littered the room was covered in a thin layer of dust.

Cautiously, MK stepped further into the room, his senses on high alert as he scanned his surroundings. The air in the room was thick with secrets and forgotten memories.

MK glanced around the room, taking in the details. The walls were painted in faded, vibrant colors, the evidence of childhood memories, while the scattered toys on the floor were covered in a fine layer of dust. It was as if a boy had once lived here, a life full of laughter, joy, and innocence.

"This was someone's room...?" MK murmured to himself, his voice barely above a whisper.

As MK stared around the room, his mind was filled with questions. Monkey King had explicitly warned him not to go in here, but all it turned out to be was a simple room. Why would his mentor be so cryptic about it? What was the significance of this room?

With each question that popped into his head, MK's confusion only deepened. There was definitely something more to this room than met the eye.

As MK explored the room, he accidentally leaned back against a dusty old bookcase. To his surprise, he felt the bookcase give way slightly, revealing a previously obscured opening in the wall.

Curiosity and trepidation mingled in MK's chest as he shone the flashlight into the opening, revealing a narrow passageway that seemed to lead deeper into the unknown.

MK's heart leapt into his throat as he stared at the unexpected sight."Another passageway...?" he gasped, his heart pounding in his chest. Did it lead to another room? Or something else entirely?

Just as MK was about to step into the passageway, he heard Monkey King's voice calling for him.

"MK, are you here?"

The sound of his mentor's voice stopped MK in his tracks, a wave of panic washing over him. He hadn't realized how much time had passed, and now Monkey King was already looking for him.

In a state of panic, MK quickly realized the gravity of the situation. Not only had he disobeyed Monkey King's orders, but he was also someplace he wasn't supposed to be.

His heart pounded wildly in his chest, and he stood frozen in place for a moment, unsure of what to do. If Monkey King found him here, he would surely be in big trouble.

"Oh no, oh no, oh no..." he muttered to himself, his breath quickening with each passing second. MK froze in terror, his heart pounding in his chest as he realized he was caught. He backed away from the opening, frantically looking around the room for a place to hide.

"MK...?!"

Monkey King's call echoed throughout the passageway, his voice getting closer and closer. MK knew he was running out of time, he had to think fast.