I have decided to start a new story! This will tie all the little one-shots together and we'll have a gay old time!
-Summary-
Fifteen years ago, Black Ghost was defeated. Fifteen years ago, the cyborgs and Dr. Gilmore went their separate ways. Soon after, 009 and 003 got married. Eventually, all the cyborgs except 001 got married. After a while, the couples had children. These children were never known by one another; but they knew about "Aunt Francoise" and "Uncle Jet". You get the idea. 001, or Ivan Whiskey, ventured from family to family. He had grown up to a fifteen-year old boy. Dr. Gilmore was helping keep the secret of the cyborg children. He was known as "Grandpa Issac" to the children. Fate one day brought the Shimamura family together with the other families. By this time, Black Ghost had seen all the children and wanted to finish the job he hadn't finished fifteen years ago. All of the children were either in their early teens or late childhood. Still unknown to all, these children had been destined to meet and finish Black Ghost once and for all.
So with that in mind, I present to you...
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The Cyborg Children
Chapter One: The Phone Call
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"Sophia, get the phone!" Britain called to his daughter. She was a girl of fourteen with blond hair and blue-black eyes.
"Hello, you've reached the Britain residence," Sophia said into the phone. Her voice had a hint of a British accent in it. "Dad, it's for you."
Great Britain took the phone as his daughter handed to him. Sophia sat on the back of the couch to watch.
"Hello?" GB asked into the speaker. There was a long pause. "No way...fifteen years ago...Joe did you in...we all watched him...it's impossible!" Another pause. "Fifteen whole years! Amanda!"
Sophia's mother walked in. She took the phone out of her husband's shaking hands. "Yes?" Sophia's eyes had grown wide. "No...he told me it wasn't possible. Never. You're dead, fifteen years dead. There is no way that you could come back."
"Mom? Dad? What happened fifteen years ago? Who are you talking to?" Sophia demanded. Both her parents shook listening to the voice coming through the receiver.
"Sophia...call Ivan! Call Issac!" Her dad shouted. Then, unexplained, both husband and wife vanished, leaving the phone hanging.
"No way...oh my God..." Sophia stammered. True, she was fourteen, but she had just gotten the shock of her life. Trembling, she picked up the phone. She dialed Grandpa Issac's phone number.
"Hello?" An old man asked.
"Grandpa Issac!" Sophia practically screamed into the speaker. "Oh God, what the hell just happened to my mom and dad? One minute they're on the phone and the next they've vanished!"
"Slow down, child. I have all your cousins on with you. The same thing happened to them." Issac told her, trying to soothe the teenage girl.
"Wait. I have more than one cousin?" Sophia asked, curiosity seeping into her mind. "Ivan is my only cousin."
"Yeah, I heard that too!" An American girl's voice barked from some distant place. "Ivan is our only cousin! Unless..."
"Your parents wanted to keep you all secret from one another. But, I'm afraid; we can't do that anymore. Each of you has eight cousins, including Ivan. Julia, you called first. Introduce yourselves in the order you called. Sophia, you were our last caller." Issac explained.
"Ok. I'm Julia Link. I'm twelve years old." The American said.
"I'm Celeste Shimamura, age thirteen." A Japanese/French girl said.
"My name is Florence Heinrich. I recently turned fourteen," A girl with a trace of German in her voice stated.
"I would be Angelina Junior, at age thirteen." An alto voice said.
"I'm Li Hua Changku! Call me Liana! I'm twelve!" A Chinese girl gushed.
"I am Rene Meraga, thirteen years old." A melodic voice spoke quietly.
"That leaves me. I'm Sophia Britain. I'm fourteen." Sophia finished.
"Could you all pass for at least eighteen?" A young male's voice asked. "Could all of you do that?"
"Oh yeah!" Julia's voice exclaimed, a fire riding in it.
"Good. Issac and I have already purchased tickets for each of you to fly to Japan tomorrow. At different times in the day, a limousine will pick you each up and take you to the airport. Celeste, before you ask, Gil...Issac and I will pick you up personally. All of you will not sleep tonight, and there is no need, for you will sleep on the plane. I shall see you all tomorrow or the next day," The voice said. By that time, each girl had figured out it was Ivan's.
"Well, I suppose I'll meet you tomorrow! Good night to everyone!" Liana's voice called, then hung up. Eventually, each girl murmured her farewell and hung up.
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"Wow! I'm in Japan!" Julia Link breathed, red hair flying out the car window. Gilmore had picked her up an hour ago. She was the last to arrive in Japan.
"Here we are," Issac told her, pulling his car into a driveway. "Welcome. They all are waiting for you inside."
Julia bounded out of the car, releasing all her pent-up energy. Her fierce green eyes could not take it in fast enough. The door flew open to reveal a brown-haired girl with large aquamarine eyes.
Both girls looked like they were meeting their twin.
"Hi, I'm Julia!" Julia introduced herself face-to face. The other girl seemed a bit overwhelmed by the outburst.
"I'm Celeste. Come on, take off your shoes and meet everyone else." Celeste said, inviting Julia inside. Everyone looked up to meet a fire-headed American who wore jeans, black sneakers, a black shirt, and a gray sweatshirt under the shirt.
"Never in my wildest dreams..." Julia muttered, surveying her six new cousins.
"Nice to meet you!" The girl with black hair said, jumping up. She had a white flower behind her ear, chestnut-colored eyes, and was decked out in a lavender mini-skirt and a powder blue tank top with white shoes. "I'm Liana."
"As Ivan describes you, 'The hot-headed American'," A girl with tanned skin said. Her voice was a soft alto. "I would be..."
"Can we guess each other's names?" Celeste asked. "It would be fun."
The girl with long silvery-blue hair and opaque blue eyes spoke up. "Yes. Red head over there is evidently Julia Link, all the way from America. Door woman is...Celeste Shimamura? Alto girl is Angelina Junior. Miss Liana was the first to introduce herself to me. I don't know the rest of you." Her voice carried a trace of German on it.
"That is right." Angelina replied. "You are Miss Florence Heinrich, no?"
The silver-haired girl beamed. "Correct."
"I'll take a stab at it. Blondie..." Julia began.
"Refrain from calling me blondie and I won't call you hothead," Sophia said calmly.
"Right. Girl with the black and blue eyes is Sophia Britain." Julia continued. "And way over in the corner is...Rene Meraga!"
Rene rose upon hearing her name. She had long, dark brown hair that had been combed neatly into two braids and milk-chocolate colored skin. Her eyes were a stunning shade of ice blue, and she wore only a denim skirt and a white shirt. Rene wore a simple pair of sandals on her feet. "That's right. Now that we're all introduced, I hope we can be civil."
Issac took over, walking in with each child's baggage. "Yes, now that you all have met, we must get down to the matter at hand."
Comments were heard that that was what they should have done in the first place.
"Let's go to the dining room and discuss matters there," Ivan interjected, allowing many different eyes to fall upon him.
"Do any of you know what happened fifteen years ago?" Issac began. Every child shook her sorry head. "I'll tell you. For Celeste, both her parents were spies known as 009 and 003. As for the rest of you, your fathers were spies known as 002, 004, 005, 006, 007, and 008. Fifteen years ago, they each went their separate ways. Ivan and I stayed together after working with them for several years. All your parents, Ivan and myself worked together against an organization called Black Ghost. Fifteen years ago was when 009 destroyed the head of the organization. Our theory is that Black Ghost somehow survived and started back up again."
There was not a female face in the entire house that had been filled up with a wild understanding. Celeste was the first to speak. "Did you guys have some kind of cool escape car like those James Bond movies? All spies, according to Hollywood, have to have an awesome getaway car."
"We did better than a car, Celeste." Ivan replied. "Come, I'll show you." Everyone was led to a small door that took you down a narrow flight of stairs, and then into a vast, darkened room. Ivan flipped a light switch. "This is the Dolphin, our all-purpose 'getaway' craft."
"And you would never expect it. I mean, my dad always told me about this great car that he used to have. This does this in by far," Florence commented, pressing her palm to the white paint. "I find it fascinating that we all share so much but are different in so many ways. Do all of you look like one of your parents?"
"My daddy's hair is the same as mine, and if I used, like, five tubes of gel our hair would look the same." Julia replied, laughing. "But it is so hard to do."
"Both my parents say I look like both of them combined. I have my mom's eyes and my daddy's hair. It's funny you asked, Florence. You look like the female version of my Uncle Albert." Celeste said.
The cousins froze. "You...we truly are cousins. My dad's name is Albert, and I'm constantly told that I'm his female duplicate. Julia looks like my Uncle Jet. Celeste, you look like both my Aunt Francoise and my Uncle Joe."
"Liana, does your father own a Chinese restaurant?" Rene asked.
"Yeah. Is your dad the one who scuba dives?" Liana shot back. The two watched one another.
"I look like my mother. I have her hair and her eyes. But my dad's a comedian. He presses his navel and he turns into whatever we want. We get some fantastic shows out of him that way," Sophia added.
"I know him. My dad lifts up the car sometimes to get the newspaper underneath." Angelina said, sealing the deal.
"I've known all of you since you were born. Your Grandpa Issac and I helped keep you from meeting one another. But when you try that hard, people are bound to meet at some point in time. Shall we discuss how we're going to get your parents back with Issac now?" Ivan asked.
"Shoot, I forgot!" Julia shouted, tearing up the steps.
"Ivan, she is the worst hothead I've ever met. Even the actors aren't that bad when they act. I bet if we turned her loose when she was mad at someone, she'd put them into a coma." Florence said, watching the ferocious twelve-year-old wave at them from the top of the stairs.
"Let's solve this problem and go rescue them," Rene added. "Besides, I'm dying to see how this thing dives."
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Issac was facing the wrath of teenage girls. They were pelting him with questions faster than he could answer. It was like playing a game of Jeopardy with a ten-second time limit to reply.
"We need to slow down if we want him to answer," Angelina interrupted. "Now, we all need to know how to work that Dolphin thing. We're all over the age of twelve, but we aren't exactly twenty-one yet, either."
"You'll learn as you go along," Ivan explained. Angelina accepted the explanation.
"Grandpa, are you coming with us?" Rene asked.
"Yes, dear. I can help each of you to learn what needs to be done," Issac replied. Liana's long black hair swirled gracefully as she climbed up a ladder leading into the Dolphin. "It has been a very long time since I've out of my home."
"Let's not draw this out longer than it needs to be," Sophia said, eyeing Julia. "I would like to get home before my next gymnastics competition."
"Yes, there is a friend of mine who invited me to practice cheerleading with her next Saturday. After that, I have a black belt test," Julia added.
"Well, we shall see how this turns out." Ivan said, seating himself at the main controls. "Do you know how to use a gun?"
"A WHAT?" Celeste demanded, loosing all the calm feelings inside. "Dude, I would rather know how to dismantle a hard drive than know how to use one of those things. Why would we want to?"
"In Germany, we have a lot of gangs. I was taught to use a gun the day after my birthday. I hate using one. I hate having to pull the trigger. I've had to defend myself several times already. It is not a pleasant feeling." Florence whispered, wringing her hands.
"I can use a gun if I have to. But I prefer just to knock 'em out the old fashioned way. Self defense is the way to go!" Julia shouted, punching the air. "My mom like me picking one of those vile things up just like she likes it when I go romping in the rain."
Sophia's wide eyes seemed darker suddenly. "We all need to learn. I know I don't want to, but if I want to live and see my parents again, I'll have to learn. However you configure gymnastics, it's nowhere near enough force. I'm going to learn how to work with this piece of work, and then with those killing machines."
"Let's get moving," Celeste said, sitting down. "We have clothes for a few days, and I'm sure one of us can cook. I think it best we forget how much danger we're in and think of it as an RPG."
"Yee-ha! I'm playing the insane weather woman!" Julia cheered, sitting close to Ivan. "This will be just like playing the (dot).hack games!"
"I'll learn as I go along," Florence assured herself, sitting across from Celeste. "I swear I will."
"I'm agreeing with Florence on that," Liana continued. "I have no idea what an 'RPG' is."