AN: Like I said in my profile, if you would like to visit it, I said I was going to update some of these stories. Basically what I'm doing is I'm going through all the chapters and adding/editing some things to make my writing…better for lack of a better word. I hope you all enjoy the updated version of Reminiscence.

"Run 00 Cyborg!" The voice of Black Ghost echoed in 009's head as he sped to save his friends. "Find them if you can…I know your little girlfriend misses you so." The voice taunted.

"SHUT UP!" 009 screamed, but the voice only cackled all the louder. He wrenched open a door, tearing off its hinges, and threw it to the ground in frustration. He was sure the signals from all of his friends had come from this room until they were cut off somehow. He sped through the room, tossing aside tables and chairs. Papers that were piled high flew about the room. He went to room after room, desperation starting to cloud his thoughts as each one turned up empty. After a short while, he had gone through every room he could find twice. There was no sign of his friends.
"Did you ever think to look down?" The loathsome voice asked casually. 009 trembled with anger as he looked down at his feet. He was standing directly over a small trap door. He immediately threw it open and jumped through, falling through pitch blackness until his feet touched the ground. He cautiously ventured forward, not able to see until eight beams of light shot through the darkness. He squinted as his eyes adjusted and soon he was able to clearly see his friends.

They were all there, each outlined in their own spotlight. They were strapped by their arms and legs against the far wall in number order. 003 lifted her head from staring at the ground, her face and body covered in bruises and cuts that continued to slowly ooze blood. Upon seeing him she hung her head once more and squeezed her eyes shut in pain. 002, on her right, was violently attempting, in vain, to free himself. He too was injured badly. One of his legs had a huge gash that gave off small sparks from the damaged technology. He soon went limp and growled in frustration.

"What kind of cruel bastard makes a Cyborg that feels pain and bleeds!" he burst out angrily, "AND gets hungry!!" 009 rushed up to them and tried to free 001 who, even though he was an infant, was not treated with any less cruelty then the others.

"Stop 009, it won't work. The more you strain the stronger the bindings become. 002 hasn't listened to me though…" 009 glanced over at the defiant red head. He had started to try and pry at the metal around his wrists again.

"Go 009; go before they capture you too." 003's voice was weak and faint but he could still hear her.

"I can't just leave you all here!" he exclaimed. "I won't!"

"You MUST!" she screamed.

"003 is right," 004 agreed, "if you go then at least we'll have a chance in the future. If you end up where we are…there's no hope left."

"There won't be a chance anyway if you're all dead!" 009 argued bitterly as he continued to examine the bindings. Suddenly all of the lights went out and he felt clasps inching around his ankles and wrists. Thinking fast, he accelerated and the metal cuffs closed together around air. A cruel laugh began to fill his head once more. 009 heard the creak of something heavy being lowered and the agonized shriek of 003. "NO!" 009 leaped forward blindly. Just as suddenly as they went out, the lights came back on. He was standing exactly where they had been hanging but there was no sign of any of his teammates. He reached up and grabbed one of the metal cuffs, yanking it off the wall.

"Such a pity you couldn't free them, really." A dark figure appeared in the door less entry to the room. It chuckled softly as it leaned against the thick doorframe.

"I'm getting REALLY tired of hearing your voice." 009 said stiffly trying to keep from attacking. He clenched his fist around the piece of metal, bending it easily.

"Such a pity, but you couldn't have freed them anyway. It was rather amusing to see you try. Though I think 002 is more entertaining than you. Self-inflicted injury is one of my favorites to watch." Black Ghost crossed his arms and ankles as he continued to lean nonchalantly against the doorframe. He shot 009 a friendly smile.

"WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO TO THEM?!" 009 shouted angrily. Scarl cocked his head to one side his smile broadening into a menacing grin.

"I'm going to send them home!" he said cheerfully. 009 raised an eyebrow at him and threw down the useless scrap of metal clutched in his hand.

"What do you mean send them home!?" he growled. Black Ghost only shook his head.

"Now, now don't be greedy. I only give out so much information at a time. You see, it's more fun, and a little easier if the client is left somewhat in the dark. How do you think I sell so many wonderful toys to blood thirsty morons that buy them in the name of justice?" Black Ghost waved a hand in the air, a bored expression appearing on his face. "Now, shall we try again?" 009 leaped backwards as another set of bindings flew at him. He dodged and ran as multiple bindings began to fly from no where. He rushed toward the trap door opening in the ceiling, and jumped back through it. The bindings attempted to follow him.

"Leave him." Black Ghost directed sternly. "He'll never be able to get them back…completely." he smiled to himself, clearly amused. "Never…"