Chapter 1- Fateful Encounter
I crept out of my shelter, hoping I wouldn't get kidnapped by one of the machines. I didn't know what was going to happen to me, but I hoped I lived to see them.
There where more of them like me. I have learned about them. But I have only lived for such a short while. Maybe only 2 weeks. I know I am not human. I am a stitchpunk; just cloth and metal holding me up. I was a cross between all of the other stitchpunks. But, yet, I was not like them. They failed their mission. I was told this by the visions of the deaths of the others. There where 9 deaths... And I must fulfill their prophecy for them. That's why I was made...as a back up plan. Was there more to me? I know that I was only made to protect...but I want to do more than that!
All I had was an overhang of metal I used as a house. Everything seemed to be after me. Luckily, I had my weapon to protect me. It was a scythe I custom made myself. But I never had gotten the chance to use it, so I started leaving it as my home.
I went out adventuring in the open for a few days.
When I came back I say something walk into my house. A machine! I thought. I crouched down and crawled to my house, unseen. I plastered myself on one of the walls of my home and peeked inside. I couldn't believe my eyes! There, in my house, was another stitchpunk! He was striped, not the way I imagined, but it was still a stitchpunk! He was doing something on my wall...he seemed to be drawing bunches of circles. What was he doing?
He stopped doing what ever he was doing and ran to the back of the room, as if he discovered something.
My sketches!
I drew those for the future, so if there where humans left in Earth they would know they where not alone. They where called Anime. I found a book and I learned how to draw like some humans.
I heard him talking from the back of the room. "Ooooooohhhhh!" I heard him say. He was looking at my drawings.
I heard something rustling a couple feet away from me. There appeared a red string. Being my curious self, I picked it up.
The stitchpunk ran out of my house with a piece of paper rolled up in his hands. "Hay! That's mine!" I yelled. He looked back. His face was happy but terror instantly flashed across his face as something quickly wrapped me up in the same string I picked up. Oh no! This was one of the machines! Damnit! I'm so stupid! I thought. I was too busy on the stitchpunk stealing my stuff that I hadn't realized that A snake-like thing had appeared- and it was trying to kill me! It started to stick needles through me, and wheels with thread bringing me closer to it. "Help me!" I managed to scream. "Please! Someone! Anyone!" I squirmed and struggled to get free. But the beast now had multiple metal arms with sharp objects and was cutting at my seams. It's tearing me apart, and the stitchpunk was gone.
My plea was quickly answered.
I saw a white figure come into view. It sliced the string connecting me to the snake-thing with a spear. I fell and slammed to the ground. My right leg was unstitched almost all the way. I watched in awe as the white figure hurled the same spear, the same one that had freed me, at the beast and struck it through. The warrior jumped, but the snake-beast quickly whacked her down and threw her agents the ground.
Another stitchpunk?!
I couldn't just sit here and do nothing! I had to help! I stood up, trying not to put too much weight on my right leg. I charged at the snake-beast and it swung at me like it did before with its tail. It narrowly missed me. I sprang up to she spear, which was still in the beast, and grabbed it. I yanked it out and landed. I nearly fell. I threw it up and the machine. It hit it…but it turned and fled with it still in the cloth that coated the outside.
I limped over to the white warrior who had saved me. I now realized that she had a bird-skull mask and a shield on her arm. She also had some feathers tied to the back if her mask.
I felt uneasy. It seemed like the world was spinning...I fell to my knees. No! I screamed in my head. But it was no use. My vision became blurry. I managed to make out the white warrior waking up, but my vision went black as quickly as it became blurry. I quickly dropped to the ground.