009 was absolutely horrified beyond sanity. Everything seemed so unfamiliar and horribly frightening. He didn't know where on earth he was.
His memory of being a cyborg had been completely wiped out. Anything beyond his daring jump over the cliff to escape from the police who blamed him for a crime he didn't commit was all lost. He looked around the unfamiliar area in which he awoke, and rashly got out of bed.
"Where am I…?" He thought out loud with a panicky voice. "The church… it was burned… but… I just jumped, and… it doesn't make sense… how did I wind up here…!?"
Then, the door burst open as 004 shot inside like a rocket. His glare was filled with worry and shock.
"009, what the hell is wrong!?" He cried. The sudden movement nearly made 009 jump out of his skin.
'Oh God, it's the cops!'He thought fearfully. The last time he encountered them, he was nearly positive that they were going to shoot. 009's mind began to play tricks on him, and 004 looked exactly like the policemen who aimed their revolvers at him. His mind only told him one thing; get out, and get out fast. Whatever the circumstances were, he was going to get out. No matter what.
He made a dash for the door, but 004 blocked him. 004 had no idea of what 009 was going through.
"You're not going anywhere until you tell me why you were screaming." 004 demanded.
He looked so much like the police. 009 cowered against the wall, curling himself up as tightly as he could and held his head in his hands, fear surging through him like 1,000 electric volts.
"I-didn't-kill-the-priest, I-just-found-him-there-I'm-sorry-I'm-I'm-sorry!" He nearly screeched his bunched-up words, desperately trying to get closer to the wall and farther away from the stranger who shouted at him. "Please-don't-hurt-me-I'm-innocent! Really! Don't-shoot, don't-shoot!"
004 was officially confused. "009… what the hell has gotten into you?" He asked, softly this time. "You act like you don't even know who I am."
009 relaxed his tense body, but refused to let his guard down. He looked at 004, his eyes still wide with panic. "I-I… I don't know who you are… b-but… who is 009? Where am I? Did I survive the fall?" More questions raced through 009's head to fast that he couldn't keep up. He felt sick with fear.
Suddenly, there was another loud bang and someone stomping inside.
"What in God's name is everyone freaking screaming about?!" 002 stormed inside, looking furious as hell. "Jeez, can't a guy sleep anymore?" He looked over at 009, still wearing his frustrated and angry face.
009 was absolutely horrified as more unfamiliar people walked in. His body was shaking violently and panic mercilessly wracked his mind. Without any warning at all, bile shot up his throat and soon gave to retching painfully. All over the carpet floor.
"Oh, for the love of God!" 002 groaned. "009, can't you freaking control yourself!? This ought to be fun to have to scrub out… for me."
"002, give him a damned break!" 004 shot back. "He's lost a lot of his memory so he doesn't have the foggiest idea of who any of us are."
009 trembled as the retching ceased. He felt so ashamed of causing so much trouble to these complete strangers, and now they were arguing about him. And to top that, he had just made a huge mess of the nice place. He now officially hated himself.
"What!?" 002 shouted back, shocked. "How did that happen!?"
"No clue." 004 said grimly. "I just heard him shouting and I ran down to check on him, he thought I was somebody else from his past who was trying to shoot him, and he completely flipped out."
"And why the hell is he barfing his brains out like this?" 002 asked impatiently.
004 sighed, and glared at 002 with a look of frustration. "Maybe because you scared him out of his damned wits? Really, you've got anger issues."
"C'mon, Heinrich." 002 said, droning out the first part of his sentence. "Memory loss and puking isn't normal. It's probably that awful disease coming back with a vengeance."
"What? But I thought that it's been taken care of!" 004 shouted back, horrified. Obviously, he had not remembered the fatal dream. "Are you saying that Dr. Gilmore was wrong!?"
"What're you trying to say?! That I'm stupid!?"
"Stop fighting, please!" 009 cried desperately. "I'm such a burden to everyone, and people that I don't even know are arguing about what's wrong with me! I'm sorry that I don't know anything and that I can't remember anything!"
002 looked at 009 empathetically. He felt guilty that he had yelled and scared 009 like that. The poor guy barely knew who he was, and he had just barged in there, shouting.
"Look… if I freaked you out, I'm sorry. I just assumed that you knew who you were, and-"
"Why? Because that's what normal people are like? That's what normal people can do, isn't it?"
"Look, I know it seems like everything is going too fast to keep up with and you're scared, but you've got to trust us. About a week before, you were really sick. We thought we had given you the right cure, but, like my friend said, we could have been wrong. We think you might be getting sick again, and that may be why you can't remember." 004 explained. 002 looked at 004 with an expression that seemed to say, 'Oh, now you believe me?' 004 stared daggers at him, and then focused back on 009.
Tears slipped down 009's cheeks as he grasped the information. In a quivering voice, he said,
"I'm going to die, aren't I?"
Then, it felt as though the world was spinning to 009. He felt like he was on the surface of the sun, and he thought that he was going to be sick again. Without warning, he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
