AN: Past to Present did very well I thought. Lots of people read it! Now let's see how you like this story. I myself think this is a good idea for a story. Italics in the story always mean a flash back.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Cyborg 009. Crosses arms and pouts

The sea was calm as the night sky. The waves licked the sides of the Dolphin with quick smooth motions. 002 stood alone outside, leaning on the rail on the edge. He sighed and shut his eyes. Thinking about his past always made him restless...

Jet walked down the sidewalk with his hands shoved in his pockets. Everything was going great for him. He grinned at a couple of pretty girls that past him by, and they smiled back. He checked his watch quickly, noting that he was supposed to meet the guys in a few minutes. Making no move to quicken his pace, he continued to enjoy the day. 'So what if I'm late,' he thought, 'They can wait' A foreboding looking black car rolled by lazily, like some do when looking at, or for something. Jet glanced at it paying no more attention to it than he would an ant. He soon saw a group of guys loitering around the outside of an alley way. One of them spied him.

"Hey Jet you're late!" Jet shrugged and leaned against a wall when he reached them.

"Chill out Ray." he said, casually, as he lit a cigarette.

"I don't know about you, but I'm bored." A guy with blonde hair and auburn eyes yawned.

"I'm hungry, not bored." Jet said. They all murmured in agreement and started off down the sidewalk. The black car went past again, but this time a little quicker. Jet eyed it again, but instead of dismissing it, his mind lingered on it.

"Hey Jet you ok?" Ray asked.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine." he realized he was glaring. He looked around as he softened his expression. He nudged Ray and pointed to a fruit stand. "Apples are looking good right now." Ray flashed a mischievous smile. They all strolled towards the stand (with Jet in the lead) like any normal group of people would. When they passed it, they each snatched an apple. The stand clerk jumped up.

"HEY COME BACK HERE YOU GOOD FOR NOTHINGS!" Jet laughed as they ran. His day was going great indeed. Out of breath, the gang stopped at a chain link fence to rest.

"Whoa that was hilarious." Ray remarked. He saw another gang of guys as he bit into his apple. "Hey Jet, we got company." Jet turned around to look at them.

"He he." He smirked and started towards them. Ray did all the talking.

"Hey you!" he addressed the guy who was obviously the other gang's leader. He was fairly tall with tan skin and dark black hair.

"We have a few rules around here. First of all this is our neighborhood." He took one last bite from his fruit, and then threw the core at the gang leader, hitting him in the head. The young man cursed at them in Spanish and drew out a knife.

"Hahaha you want to play?" Jet jeered, as he took up his own knife. The tan leader went for him. A loud clink sounded as the two weapons met. They jumped apart, and it was Jet's turn to attack. He thrust at his opponent and the knife struck its mark. The man choked and coughed as Jet pulled the blade out of his stomach.

"Carlos!" someone cried. The leader called Carlos slumped against the fence, clutching the metal.

"Miguel" he croaked as he lost his hold on the wires and fell to the ground. Ray and the rest of Jet's group stared nervously at the dead body. Sirens in the distance prompted them to run. Jet watched as his friends fled. Realizing he was just standing there, he jammed the knife back in its sheath and darted off himself. He ran until his lungs began to hurt. He ducked into an alley way and crouched behind some crates. A black car drove up next to him and the driver rolled down his window.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Jet demanded.

"Calm down kid, we want to help."

"No thanks I'm fine." The sirens gradually became louder. Jet turned this way and that anxiously. The back door of the car opened. He looked at the empty seat inside, and quickly jumped in...

002 pounded his fist on the rail. 'Why did I get in that car?! I should have just gone to jail."

"At least then I could be human."

Ok. I will have chapters sort of like this for each Cyborg, and the conclusion will be at the end! If you think this is a good idea then tell me. If you think it isn't well then TOO BAD. Hahaha