AN: Ok there will be fewer chapters, because I didn't have to go and have 009 find everyone this time. Besides I made some longer so it's cool.

Dr. Keller breathed in and out slowly. The stress of working under Black Ghost's close watch was getting to him. 'I just have to stay calm' he thought, 'And I'll get my Amy back, and everything will be fine.'

"Brock turn back now, you have nothing left to lose." Gilmore begged in vain. Keller sighed and leaned on the armrest of his seat.

"Isaac, I won't stop until Amy is returned to me. She's all I have left and I won't let it go without a fight, even if it is against you." Dr. Gilmore turned his head towards the silver Amy at Keller's feet. He too closed his eyes and shook his head. 'He doesn't know. He couldn't know.' A soldier in a dark brown uniform entered the area of the aircraft in which the two scientists sat.

"We've reached the new headquarters doctor." Keller waved him away.

"Thank you, now go." He stood and motioned for Gilmore to do likewise. Amy sprang up as well and trotted after Keller like a puppy would.

"Why is she so attached to you Keller?" The other man just shrugged as he led Isaac down the aisle and to the exit.

"I created her; I guess she bonded like a duckling to its mother. She considers me her father I suppose."

"That isn't typical of new machines, even ones that retain a least a shred of humanity. The nine I created weren't like that." Gilmore replied skeptically.

"You forget they were adults when you took them and made them into what they are." Keller snapped.

"So you are saying that Amy is a child?" They stood there in silence for a while, as the plane landed. 'I must make him see' Gilmore stared intently at Brock. He never said another word as the ramp lowered and he lead Gilmore out and into the heart of the base. Finally they arrived in Keller's lab and he quickly slammed the door shut.

"Sit." He ordered. Amy was the first to comply, as Gilmore took his sweet time. Once he was settled yet again in a chair, Brock continued.

"Now, I don't criticize your work, and you will not criticize mine."

"I wasn't criticizing I was merely pointing out the fact that-"

"Quiet Gilmore," Isaac ceased his talking and glared at his colleague. "Black Ghost gave me the parts, so whatever size they were does not concern me,"

"But-"

"What does concern me is that Amy is still imprisoned."

"Brock please."

"I would like you to be quiet."

"I'm sorry Brock I can't watch you fail." Keller's eyes glowed with malice. He slammed his fist on a button embedded on the table next to him. Two muscular men hurried in.

"Take him to Black Ghost," he commanded.

"You-" Gilmore was cut off as one of the men stuffed a handkerchief into is mouth.

"Why is it that so many people underestimate me?" He stared at Gilmore with pure hatred in his eyes. "You think you're so great, with you're creations, your nine little 'children'. You think because you achieved what I never could that you know more than I. Well today is the day I prove you wrong. Today is the day, you're creations cannot save you. Not this time." The two men hauled the other scientist out of the room, who was kicking and writhing in their grip all the while. Amy scurried over to Brock and tugged his lab coat like she always had. He bent down and picked her up without a word and closed the door once again.

009 sat up from where he was sprawled on the ground. His head throbbed and ached. He grasped a bar from 003's bed and pulled himself up to stand.

"Joe?" He heard 003 whisper from the cot.

"I'm here, don't worry," He took her hand and helped her out of the thin bedding. She swayed and stumbled a bit as her stiff legs began to work again. Other soft moans and grumbles came from the floor as the rest of the team regained their consciousness.

"Oh my head…" 002 complained.

"You're not the only one." 007 reminded him.

"I know but that doesn't make the pounding in my ears stop." 004 staggered clumsily into the room.

"Has anyone seen 006?"

"What's that noise?" Everyone grew quiet as they heard a thumping sound.

"Let me out of hear!" They heard someone yell. 003 rushed over to a closet of medical supplies and unlocked the door. 006 spilled out along with other boxes of what not.

"Well that was a little surprising." He commented sourly.

"Where's Dr. Gilmore?" 008 wondered aloud.

"He's been kidnapped." Everyone spun around to see 001 floating in his baby basket in the door way.

"Yeah, now he wakes up." 007 grumbled. 003 glared at him.

"Where did they take him?" she asked kindly. No one had to ask who "They" was.

"I was able to track them. Luckily I woke up right as you were done eating your dinner."

"Speaking of dinner, 006 did you put something in our food to make us pass out?" 009 questioned.

"Of course not! I would never do such a thing!"

"Then who did?" 009 wondered aloud. No one could answer him, except for 003.

"The little robot we saw the other day. It had to be that."

"Everyone head to the Dolphin. We have a friend to save, and hopefully Black Ghost to destroy." 009 said with bitter eagerness. With no hesitation they made their way to their faithful ship.

"Let's kick some butt!" 006 exclaimed. 002 patted him on the shoulder.

"Dude, that was just cheesy."

"Well I thought it was appropriate!" 006 defended. 002 just shook his head, and trotted to catch up with the rest, 006 fumbling behind him.

"Hello doctor. It's been a while." Black Ghost welcomed. The two burly men tossed him, none too gently to the ground in front of their evil commander.

"Funny, that quite similar to what Brock said to me. Perhaps you've had a bad influence on him, or rather, he on you." Black Ghost narrowed his eyes and continued his mocking speech.

"You're a rebel too you understand? You are just as guilty as the nine that so love you." Gilmore nodded and got to his feet.

"I'm not ashamed to admit that I contravened." Black Ghost just shook his head.

"Isaac, Isaac. You will soon learn that it is something to be ashamed of." One of the men seized the poor doctor once again and put binds on his hands and feet, while the other held him still. "I know they'll come for you Isaac, all nine of them. They love you soooo much! There will come a time when the machine is more desperate than the human."

"What do you mean?" Gilmore said in a low monotone.

"Do you know why they cling to you so? It's because you are the one that can fix them. You are the one that keeps them stable and functional."

"I am their friend."

"You are their creator. You are their mechanic." Turned away from his prisoner and sat down in yet another throne.

"For all your poisonous words, you yourself don't realize how they apply to you." Dr. Gilmore shook the men off and stood up straight with his head held high.

"Elaborate." Black Ghost said casually.

"I'm willing to bet that you are in fact a robot. You have been the last several times we've supposedly destroyed you. Who fixes you?

"Very good doctor, very good."

"There is a difference between me and the mechanics that repair you. I care about them and I fix them because I want them to survive and be happier, perhaps do more good in a world that severely needs it. The ones that take care of your functions do so out of fear and desperation to live." Black Ghost began to clap his hands in mocking applause.

"My Gilmore you're not as dense as I thought. Perhaps I wasn't mistaken to higher you. Then again…I was." He snapped his fingers and a gag was inserted into the poor doctor's mouth. "Now that I've shut you up you will listen closely." Isaac closed his eyes and sighed. "I invested a great amount of funds on those Cyborgs, and at first I thought it was worth it. To some extent it still is, because now we are closer to perfecting the technology now that the basics have been set in stone. All that aside, those machines of yours are costing me far more than it took to produce them. Base, after base, after base, have been destroyed. Quite frankly doctor, I'm growing weary of it. Soon those nine will wish they were dead."

009 inched down a hallway against the wall, careful not to make a sound. 'You'd think Black Ghost would find a different way to build a base. Every single one has these long, stupid hallways.' He looked to his left side where 003 was moving in the same fashion. 004, 005, and 007 were close behind her.

"009 we found Black Ghost's chambers!" 002's voice sounded excited in 009's head.

"Are you sure? That's what you said about 15 minutes ago."

"Hey it's not my fault he decided to make dud rooms." 009 motioned for the others to stop as he stood still and waited for 002's next report.

"Well 002? Was it the real thing this time?" 009 said when 002 hadn't alleged anything after a while.

"Shut up 009." 009 just grinned and shook his head as he began to explore the corridor once more. 003 patted him on the shoulder and pointed farther down.

"There are guards coming this way, about ten so far." 009 nodded.

"You all stay here." He came back just as quickly as he'd disappeared and as they made it farther down the passage, unconscious men lay sprawled and scattered across the floor.

"Shhhhh I hear someone. I think it might be the scientist that went missing." 003 observed with her keener senses. "He's going the same direction as us. We could follow him."

"Then let's." 004 said calmly. Not another word was spoken as 003 kept track of where the man they were following was going. She heard a door hiss and then click closed.

"I'm willing to bet that he went to Black Ghost's real hide away." When they arrived at the place the man had gone, the double doors hadn't been locked.

"It's almost like they want us to go inside." 005 cautioned.

"It is a bit too easy, but we've got to take the bait. There's no other way to get to Dr. Gilmore." 009 said. He smiled at each of his friends and caressed the back of 003's neck before he turned, wrenched open the portals, and dashed inside.

I apologize for the late update, and if it lacks in quality I'm sorry for that too. I was in a production and I had to devote most of my time (that hadn't already been taken) to rehearsals. The actual performances are now over so I can get back to my normal swing of things, which means sitting at the computer writing and other various computer stuffs. Thank you for your patience!

Rw77.