A/N: I am SO SO SO sorry that I haven't updated, pretty much, AT ALL. But now, I'm finally posting chapter twelve! Yay! So, without further ado…

Roll the fanfiction!

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"Joe, it's inevitable. We need to talk about what's going on here." 002 said firmly as 009 yanked down the bottom of the dry shirt he had changed into. 009 nodded, and sat down on the spare bed in the blue-painted room walls. 002, for whatever reason, decided to remain standing.

"I know that. There's been way too much tension between us with this whole disease and everything-" 009 stopped to cough-" and I really miss the way our friendship used to be. So be honest. Why did you go insane on me like that?"

002 shifted between feet uneasily. "It's… hard to explain, but…" 009 could tell that 002 was nervous and unsure of why he practically blew up before. "Out of nowhere, all this built-up anger surged through me like lightning, and… I just lost control."

"And knowing you like I have, no offense when I say this, but you're not the type to let things like this bottle up." 009 added.

"No offense taken." 002 forced a smile before continuing. "And before, when you were having those crazy spazz-out things in your sleep, 003 mentioned that Black Ghost might have been involved."

009's eyes widened. It took him a while to finally realize what exactly he was seeing in those dreams.

"003, she was right!" 009 said with a startled voice.

"Are you serious? I need facts. What's been happening in your sleep?" 002 demanded, his mind starving for details.

"Well, a little while before Dr. Gilmore gave me the wrong diagnosis, I started having these awful dreams that… well… all of the team members had been murdered in the most barbaric and disturbing ways- for God's sake, 007 shot himself with a freaking pistol- and then… Black Ghost would always show up and try to kill me…" 009 explained with fear thick in his voice.

002 needed more info before he could be satisfied. "Okay. First, what exactly did Black Ghost do to you? I won't think any less of you if you can't answer."

"After… after seeing everyone else be completely eliminated, Black Ghost would grab me in a headlock, shove a gun in my mouth and… swear to God, he'd try to blast my brains out." 009 looked up at 002 with fearful eyes. "And whenever I finally wake up, his voice keeps on echoing again and again in my mind to where it's unbearably loud, and I freak out because it feels like he's looming over me and I'm going insane…"

002 stood there in shock. 009 had every right to be freaking out beyond belief if that's what was going on in his mind.

002 slammed his fist onto the wall in frustration at the evils of Black Ghost. "That's it, then. It's got to be Black Ghost's doing. We've both experienced it, and it's one thing for you to be having unbearable dreams. It's another thing for me to do things that'd I'd never even imagine doing and unexplainable events happening between the two of us. We should try and dig deeper into this thing."

009 nodded, but his stale expression returned. "So… about everything that happened before…"

002 hesitated responding. "I still don't know why, but I can't believe I did that in the first place. I'm really sorry about what happened."

009 nodded. "I'm sorry, as well. If you look at it in one perspective, then it was my fault, too. For running off like that, I didn't help much at all…"

"You can't blame yourself for that." 002 replied. "Well, do you think we could just forgive each other and get this whole mess off our backs once and for all?"

009 smiled, and nodded. "Personally, I've been dying to get things back to the way they were."

Suddenly, out of nowhere, 009 felt an excruciating pain rip through his head. It came on so sudden that it shocked him out of his wits. He groaned, clutching his head as the throbbing pain only grew worse and worse. Then, an old radio in the room picked up massive amounts of static, and soon began to buzz and screech.

"What the hell is going on!?" 002 shouted in dismay. "That old thing isn't even plugged in…" His concern grew for 009 quickly. He leaned next to the brown-haired cyborg, trying to find out what was going on.

The pain intensified beyond belief for 009, and he let out a long, desperate cry of pain. The radio static only grew louder and harder. The lights began to flicker, as well.

"009? 009! Say something!" 002 shouted.

Suddenly, the lightbulbs in the small lamps began to burst, one by one. Everything with an electric connection in the room began to crash or fail. Without hesitation, 002 charged out of the room to find help.

Now what was going on?