[Disclaimer: I don't own Cyborg 009 and...um...uh... Oh darnett! I can't think of
anything witty to say about it! The world is coming to an end!! RUNN!!!!!]
BabyG of Westlife: Thanks for the review and I hope she calms down a little. Also I'm sorry but 0011 had dibs on Mr. Fuzzims, which means I'm going to steal it! ^_____^
Rajigah: Did I spell your name right? Anyway, see I'm not that evil I decided to update a little earlier than originally anticipated. Partly because I'm a nice person and partly because I still have a black eye from an angry viewer.
Dishrag1313: See above. Also have fun with your corners because I only have three and one of them my reviewers have taken hostage. **sob**
Demon Darkchild: Thanks and how did you know Mariah was being taken away? Are you psycic? If you are than how am I going to do on my science project?
Wolfwood11: well I updated sooner so I guess that I won't know how it feels to get stalked yet. **sigh**(that was sarcasm)
Yay! I survived long enough to update! Woohoo! Hehehe! I hope you guys aren't still mad at me for the whole cliffhanger before but if you still are than too bad because its not going to get better until, at the very least, the next chapter. Also there's not going to be much humor in here because its more of a angsty chapter. I hope you enjoy it anyway! ^___^
0011: The New Girl in Their Midst
Chapter 7: The Tragedy
Jet and the other cyborgs (minus 003 and 001) ran outside to a horrible and, to 002, heart-breaking sight. There was a huge army of droids ready to fight. Mariah was in the large robotic hand of a gargantuan droid in the middle of the others. She hung there limply with bruises and scars all over her body. She was as still as...death. Her clothes lay in bloody tatters around her slim frame, and her long, silky hair stuck to her sweaty face. They could tell that she had been in a fierce battle but with 006 and 007's normal fighting they hadn't heard it. 002's heart swelled with anger, worry, concern, and...guilt. The guilt tore at his heart like he had felt every bone-shattering blow given to the one he loved.
Not caring about his own safety or even waiting for 009's signal to scatter he rocketed up into the sky to save 0011. As he speed toward her the large robot turned slowly and began to charge its engines.
'Its going to take off!' Jet thought as he pushed his feet to go faster in fear. Suddenly a droid flew up and blocked his way. He desperately tried to defeat it quickly but as soon as he conquered one another zoomed up to take its place, and as he fought nonstop he saw the large robot flare its engines and leave the ground. It was gone in almost an instant. Black Ghost, it seemed had not only upgraded its cyborgs but its droids too.
'She's gone', he said weakly, tears forming in his eyes obscuring his vision, 'Sh-she's gone'
He heard a shout and tore his eyes from the sky long enough to see his friends fighting below him. They, the droids, were the ones who had done this to him. Black Ghost, the one who had ruined his life when he became a cyborg, had done this. And then when he had finally found true happiness with someone he truly loved, Black Ghost had taken that too.
"AAAHHHHHHH!!!!" Jet screamed as anger, no, sheer hate boiled up in side of him. If someone had seen him at that very moment they would have thought he was in horrible pain...and they'd be right.
He seemed to be glowing, fueled by hate, love, anguish, and the desire for revenge. He lunged out at the nearest droid tearing him limb from limb without even using acceleration mode. He dispatched every other droid in his path in the same way. Soon all of the droids had been destroyed.
"Come on, 002. Let's go inside and get something to eat or something", mumbled 004 to his, obviously, hurting comrade as he lay a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"HOW CAN YOU THINK OF FOOD AT A TIME LIKE THIS!!!" 002 screamed, turning around and slapping his hand off, "WE NEED TO BE OUT THERE LOOKING FOR HER! WE NEED TO FIND HER! SHE COULD BE IN PAIN, OR SHE COULD BE WITH BLACK GHOST, OR WORSE SHE...could...be..."
His anger wound down and he felt empty. He felt no emotion at all. Nothing, except sorrow. 004 understood and told everyone to go inside leaving 002 to wallow in his grief.
He decided to walk around for a while. He thought maybe exercise would clear his mind. He found that it only brought more pain, if that was even possible. He found himself at the field where they had first battled. Then to the place she had pinned him and had found that he loved her eyes. Then to the most painful spot of all...the place they had had their first kiss. Grief threatened to consume him as he remembered as if it were happening right there. Before he could begin crying again he slowly found his way back to the house. As he walked in 008 walked up to him.
"Are you okay, man?" he asked, voice layered with concern.
"Dude...would you?" he replied not even bothering to look up.
Then leaving his friend to worry after him he climbed the stairs, went into his room, and locked the door.
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"Has he said anything yet?" asked 009.
"No, still as silent as a tomb" replied 003. 009 shuddered.
"Did you have to phrase it like that?"
"Oh...sorry, I forgot"
002 had been walking around the house for about five days with a sort of dead look on his face. He hadn't eaten or spoken for that whole time and it was really depressing to everyone. They had tried coaxing, yelling, even calling him a coward but nothing worked. There was no bad singing in the shower at night. No loud music in the mornings. As if it wasn't dismal enough without 0011's smiling face beaming at you with those amazingly calming green eyes.
"That's it I can't take it anymore!" yelled 004, "I'm going to go up there and break the door down! I mean I was upset when Hilda died but we don't even know if 0011 is dead or not! There's nothing we can do"
"Actually", said the doctor making them all jump (they hadn't noticed him come back from the Dolphin lab), "there is!
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[ Very evil cliffhanger and I hate to do this to 002! **sob** I was wanting to cry the whole time I was writing this. **sob** I'm just too soft! **blows nose** Anyway I hope I didn't make any of you too sad to review because I may need some consoling to update. Also to BabyG of Westlife, I think 002 would appreciate some comfort **wink**. 'Bye! (I'm not going to do my signature smiley face at the end because this chapter is too sad)]
BabyG of Westlife: Thanks for the review and I hope she calms down a little. Also I'm sorry but 0011 had dibs on Mr. Fuzzims, which means I'm going to steal it! ^_____^
Rajigah: Did I spell your name right? Anyway, see I'm not that evil I decided to update a little earlier than originally anticipated. Partly because I'm a nice person and partly because I still have a black eye from an angry viewer.
Dishrag1313: See above. Also have fun with your corners because I only have three and one of them my reviewers have taken hostage. **sob**
Demon Darkchild: Thanks and how did you know Mariah was being taken away? Are you psycic? If you are than how am I going to do on my science project?
Wolfwood11: well I updated sooner so I guess that I won't know how it feels to get stalked yet. **sigh**(that was sarcasm)
Yay! I survived long enough to update! Woohoo! Hehehe! I hope you guys aren't still mad at me for the whole cliffhanger before but if you still are than too bad because its not going to get better until, at the very least, the next chapter. Also there's not going to be much humor in here because its more of a angsty chapter. I hope you enjoy it anyway! ^___^
0011: The New Girl in Their Midst
Chapter 7: The Tragedy
Jet and the other cyborgs (minus 003 and 001) ran outside to a horrible and, to 002, heart-breaking sight. There was a huge army of droids ready to fight. Mariah was in the large robotic hand of a gargantuan droid in the middle of the others. She hung there limply with bruises and scars all over her body. She was as still as...death. Her clothes lay in bloody tatters around her slim frame, and her long, silky hair stuck to her sweaty face. They could tell that she had been in a fierce battle but with 006 and 007's normal fighting they hadn't heard it. 002's heart swelled with anger, worry, concern, and...guilt. The guilt tore at his heart like he had felt every bone-shattering blow given to the one he loved.
Not caring about his own safety or even waiting for 009's signal to scatter he rocketed up into the sky to save 0011. As he speed toward her the large robot turned slowly and began to charge its engines.
'Its going to take off!' Jet thought as he pushed his feet to go faster in fear. Suddenly a droid flew up and blocked his way. He desperately tried to defeat it quickly but as soon as he conquered one another zoomed up to take its place, and as he fought nonstop he saw the large robot flare its engines and leave the ground. It was gone in almost an instant. Black Ghost, it seemed had not only upgraded its cyborgs but its droids too.
'She's gone', he said weakly, tears forming in his eyes obscuring his vision, 'Sh-she's gone'
He heard a shout and tore his eyes from the sky long enough to see his friends fighting below him. They, the droids, were the ones who had done this to him. Black Ghost, the one who had ruined his life when he became a cyborg, had done this. And then when he had finally found true happiness with someone he truly loved, Black Ghost had taken that too.
"AAAHHHHHHH!!!!" Jet screamed as anger, no, sheer hate boiled up in side of him. If someone had seen him at that very moment they would have thought he was in horrible pain...and they'd be right.
He seemed to be glowing, fueled by hate, love, anguish, and the desire for revenge. He lunged out at the nearest droid tearing him limb from limb without even using acceleration mode. He dispatched every other droid in his path in the same way. Soon all of the droids had been destroyed.
"Come on, 002. Let's go inside and get something to eat or something", mumbled 004 to his, obviously, hurting comrade as he lay a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"HOW CAN YOU THINK OF FOOD AT A TIME LIKE THIS!!!" 002 screamed, turning around and slapping his hand off, "WE NEED TO BE OUT THERE LOOKING FOR HER! WE NEED TO FIND HER! SHE COULD BE IN PAIN, OR SHE COULD BE WITH BLACK GHOST, OR WORSE SHE...could...be..."
His anger wound down and he felt empty. He felt no emotion at all. Nothing, except sorrow. 004 understood and told everyone to go inside leaving 002 to wallow in his grief.
He decided to walk around for a while. He thought maybe exercise would clear his mind. He found that it only brought more pain, if that was even possible. He found himself at the field where they had first battled. Then to the place she had pinned him and had found that he loved her eyes. Then to the most painful spot of all...the place they had had their first kiss. Grief threatened to consume him as he remembered as if it were happening right there. Before he could begin crying again he slowly found his way back to the house. As he walked in 008 walked up to him.
"Are you okay, man?" he asked, voice layered with concern.
"Dude...would you?" he replied not even bothering to look up.
Then leaving his friend to worry after him he climbed the stairs, went into his room, and locked the door.
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"Has he said anything yet?" asked 009.
"No, still as silent as a tomb" replied 003. 009 shuddered.
"Did you have to phrase it like that?"
"Oh...sorry, I forgot"
002 had been walking around the house for about five days with a sort of dead look on his face. He hadn't eaten or spoken for that whole time and it was really depressing to everyone. They had tried coaxing, yelling, even calling him a coward but nothing worked. There was no bad singing in the shower at night. No loud music in the mornings. As if it wasn't dismal enough without 0011's smiling face beaming at you with those amazingly calming green eyes.
"That's it I can't take it anymore!" yelled 004, "I'm going to go up there and break the door down! I mean I was upset when Hilda died but we don't even know if 0011 is dead or not! There's nothing we can do"
"Actually", said the doctor making them all jump (they hadn't noticed him come back from the Dolphin lab), "there is!
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[ Very evil cliffhanger and I hate to do this to 002! **sob** I was wanting to cry the whole time I was writing this. **sob** I'm just too soft! **blows nose** Anyway I hope I didn't make any of you too sad to review because I may need some consoling to update. Also to BabyG of Westlife, I think 002 would appreciate some comfort **wink**. 'Bye! (I'm not going to do my signature smiley face at the end because this chapter is too sad)]