A/N: Well, this is it, time to put this one in its grave. No matter how I feel about it, I need to finish this story, for my own sanity.

Chapter 7

It had been weeks since Jet had been taken away by Kalasin, and the other cyborgs had no idea what had happened to him. For all they knew he was dead. They were also beginning to fear for their world, it had been months since they had seen the outside world, who knew what kind of shape it was in now.

"I wonder if Jet's alright. I hope Dr. Gilmore's doing okay too." Francoise, ever the optimist, said, trying to keep the others from slipping to far into their dark thoughts.

Those dark thoughts were interrupted by the door to their hallway opening and closing. Soldiers filed into the small space and punched in the code for each of the cyborg's cells. Slowly they left their prison rooms and were escorted out of the hall. They decided not to try and make a break for it, figuring if any real trouble happened then they could fight their way out, but first they had to find Jet.

They traveled through a maze of similar hallways and a couple times they passed a window, reveling that they were, in fact, in the sky.

Finally they arrived at a large metal door that opened as they approached it. Inside it became apparent that they had been brought to the central panel room. Big machines and viewing screens were placed all along the walls and in the center of the room was a large, high backed, chair.

They were brought to the middle of the room and told to kneel before the big chair. A little door to the side of the chair opened and Kala walked in wearing a close fitting black dress and knee high boots. Shortly after her, Jet also came in through the door, also wearing all black.

"Good morning, cyborgs. You seem well enough after six months of confinement."

Joe ignored what the girl said and, instead, looked at Jet, trying to catch his eye, as did the others, but Jet would not look at any of them. He was like a block of ice. Kalasin noticed his gaze and scoffed.

"Please, if you're hoping to appeal to your beloved comrade, you're going to be sorely disappointed. He's mine now, I've reprogrammed him.

004 glared at the girl. "You can't "reprogram" us; we're more human then that!"

She laughed.

"Oh, I love how much you all have deluded yourselves into thinking that you're human. You just can't seem to accept that you are machines and you'll always be machines."

"That's not true!"

"I have no time for your arguments; I have a world to take over."

Finally, Joe spoke up, "Where's Black Ghost? What is she going to do with us?"

Again, Kalasin laughed.

"That old fool? She's out of the picture; I had her killed. I'm running the show now."

Kalasin moved to the central control panel and examined a screen, reading what it said.

"Just so you know, I'm about to insight world war III. There is a plane carrying a very important peace advisor that is heading for the UN headquarters. This plane ill pass under this base in 2 minutes, then I will fire on it. No one will see it coming and since those on the ground can't see me, and we don't show up on radar, those idiots will turn on each other and blame their own neighbors for this man's death."

There was nothing any of them could do; they could only sit there as they waited for the poor plane to make an appearance.

Finally, after about 2 minutes, a light on the panel started flashing and Kalasin stepped forward about to fire the missiles. A hand flew from behind her and grabbed her arm, pulling her away from the panel.

There was a sickening sound of steel slicing through flesh and everything seemed to freeze.

Kalasin's mind unclouded and the haze of ark, bitter thoughts left her mind, freeing her from her evil counter-part. She looked up and her eyes met those of the one person she loved, Jet Link. Only then did she feel the dagger in her stomach. She swayed and jet caught her as she collapsed.

As she lay in Jet's arms she could hear the sound of battle around her as the other cyborgs defeated the soldiers that had been keeping them captive.

Slowly, Jet lowered the young girl to the floor, still keeping a firm grip on her. She shook her head, tears flooding her eyes.

"I don't understand," She whispered, "How did you know how to free me?"

Jet smiled a sad smile.

"I found the information in a hidden away file on your computer; I saw how they had placed that bug inside of you so that you'd be easy to control. I'm sorry it came to this."

Again she shook her head and lightly placed one of her hands on his.

"No, I'm sorry that I put you through this, all of you." She looked at the others who had gathered around the two.

"Thank you, Jet, for doing this."

Francoise got down to Kala's eye level and placed a hand on her forehead.

"We could probably save you. Dr. Gilmore's great about putting us back together when we're hurt."

"No. I don't think I can live with what I've done, to you and to this world. At least I know that I can make it right."

She pulled a key from a chain she had around her neck.

"This is a self-destruct key for this base, let me do it."

The others tried to reason with her, persuade her to come with them and they would find another way, but she wouldn't let them change her mind. Finally, they gave up, and she convinced them to leave.

There was hugging and tears and finally, all but one had left. Jet stayed for one final good-bye.

"I'm sorry that I couldn't give you what you wanted."

She kissed him on the cheek and gave him one final hug.

"It's alright, you need to find your own special someone, and somehow, I knew it would never be me."

With that he left. She watched him go through the monitor and placed the key in the mechanism. One solitary tear rolled down her cheek.

"Good-bye Jet, I love you."

They say that the explosion could be felt through the entire world.

Rain fell from a dark sky, soaking everything in cold water. Ina forest near the coast of Japan a young American man wit bright orange hair was kneeling in the grass in front of a make-shift wooden cross placed in the ground. He stayed there for awhile, just letting the rain cover him.

It had been a year since he'd been to this spot and it would be another year before he was back.

Silently he stood and left the small clearing and made his way through the forest.

END

A/N: Well, that's it, and before you get mad, that was the plan all along, I didn't just decide to kill her, I made this story knowing full well she would die.

Just a little factoid, this marks the first multi chapter I have ever finished in my entire life, so….. yay.