This is my story of my original character named Delta based upon the Tim Burton film 9. This account describes all of Delta's experiences before the Machine war ranging from her most exhilarating to her most dark. I hope you enjoy and please be kind.

Ch.1

My mind was fuzzy and sure. Where was I, how did I get here? Slowly things began to clear and I blinked my eyes only to be blinded by a bright light. Reflexively my hands when to cover my face. They were blurry from the sudden blindness but then the light seemed to dim. I removed my hands to see two indistinct oval shapes. As my vision cleared I saw two smiling faces, one tentative and the other ecstatic. The first was the woman's face, it was average kind of beauty and framing her face were dark curls. Her eyes were a pale sort of blue and her smile was wobbly and slightly crooked. From her face I could tell was a thin and willowy but it was also kind. The second face was that of a very handsome man with a heavier build. Atop his head was a mop of red hair and his face had a two day shadow of hair. His face was chiseled and across his nose was a light dusting of freckles that seemed to make his smiling green eyes shimmer. I could tell that he was a strongly built person just by looking at his upper arms that he had seen hard work in his life. After the shock of seeing these strangers gawking at me, I sat up to take in my surroundings. I was in a room that seemed to be a library but all around me was equipment chiming, clicking, and beeping. All the noise was a little disorienting but then suddenly the man's voice chimed in " Hello little one." At the sudden noise I jumped and squeaked. "Please don't be afraid we aren't going to harm you" said the man in a soothing voice and though I didn't know him I believed him. Shakely I spoke "Who are you?" The man and woman looked at one another as they were unsure of how they wanted to proceed. Next the women spoke in a higher pitched voice but also soothing "Our names are Tom and Ellen Crary and we are you parents." My parents! How could these two be my parents, I didn't recognize them, they were complete strangers to me. " We know this is confusing for your but we are your parents" said Ellen " if you will let us we will explain everything but first let us make you a little more comfortable" At first Tom held out his hand I reflexively I reached my hand out to his only to see my hand for the first time. Instead of the soft, pink flesh I was expecting I saw metal and wood. My fingers were delicate and slender made from copper but the pad of my hand was made from a reddish wood. At first I began to panic thinking where is my real hand, what is wrong with me. Tom and Ellen seemed to see the panic in my face because a few seconds after I froze Tom spoke "now little one please don't be frightened, I promise that we will explain everything in a few moments" At the sound of his voice I instantly clamed and stood. I could hear the sharp clicking noise my feet made as the crossed the wooden table but I refused to look down for fear of what I would see. Slowly I climbed into Tom's hand and proceeded to sit in the middle of his palm. As soon as I sat, he and Ellen rose. As he rose a wave of vertigo washed over me. "You ok little one?" Tom asked with concern in his voice. " yes, just a little disorientated, it will pass" as so as I was done speaking he and Ellen made their way to the big wooden doors. As we passed through them I was able to get a glimpse of the rest of the house. We crossed a long narrow hallway that seemed to dead end in a large kitchen and we crossed the threshold of a small parlor. Though it was small it was warm and welcoming, with a comfy love seat and chairs. Tom placed me upon a cushion that Ellen placed on the coffee table. Once I rested on the cushion they sat on the love seat, where an awkward silence ensued. When I couldn't bear the silence any longer I blurted "So…explain to me who you are again." Once the silence was broken Tom seemed to burst with information "like we said earlier our names are Tom and Ellen Crary and you are in our home. I am a mechanic but I have a degree in mechanical engineering. I opened my own shop after my father died and that's when I inherited this house. I think I talked enough, Ellen do you want say a little something about yourself. Ellen was a bit tentative as she spoke "I'm an engineer also but I work with biotechnology at the university. I work in the laboratory working on new technology to help better humanity. Tom and I have been married for almost seven years now and lived here for most of that time. "When she finished she looked at Tom to continue. "We know this is super confusing for you but any questions you have we will try to answer." For a moment I pondered how to continue, when I came to a decision I softly said "How can you be my parents? We aren't even close to being similar." Once again Tom and Ellen shared an inaudible conversation just by looking at each other. Tom was the one who answered me "For a long time Ellen and I have tried to have children of our own but were unable. For a time we lost hope of ever having children because we couldn't afford to adopt children. One day while Ellen was at work she had a conversation with a co-worker and found out they had come up a way to split the soul to create another being. At first we were very skeptical but after conversations with the person and seeing the being created we were hopeful again. Together Ellen and I created our own system with the help of the original creator. This system instead of using just one person's soul uses pieces of two people to create a whole new one. There were a few bumps in the road but in the end we were able to create the child we always wanted." I looked down at the hands that a few moments ago had frightened me and though they didn't scare me anymore they just made me sad. I stood from my cushion and walked to the edge of the table, Tom's hand shot out instantly to catch me if I walked too far. At that moment a warmth spreading through my body to know he cared for me but I reached for his hand and when he placed his hand in front of me I placed my hand in his. Mine was so small and cold compared to the huge, warm mass before me. "I can't be your child just look at our hands, mine is cold and hard wile yours is warm and inviting. You have a beating heart while I have a metal contraption designed to pump oil. How can you love me when I'm not flesh and blood? How can you be my father?" At first Tom and Ellen both looked a little stunned but then a smile spread across Tom's face and he reached out a finger to brush my face "oh my sweet one" he said softly "you may not be our biological child in body but you soul is the meshing our souls. You're our biological soul child, I love you as much as I would a child born of our bodies." As he went to draw hi finger away I grabbed it and held it to my face. At this movement he smiled and looked at Ellen who was also smiling. "Well little one now that is settled would you like to look at yourself and learn your name?" In all the confusion I hadn't really thought about the fact of being nameless and shapeless. "Which would you like first?" asked Ellen quietly. I thought about her question for a few moments then decided to see myself to determine if my name would fit me. "I would like to see myself, please" As soon as the words left my mouth Ellen stood and left the room "father?" I asked softly "why does mother not seem as excited as you?" at my question a shadow passed over his face but he said "she is little one she just isn't as good at showing it and none of that father crap you can call me Papa." At that moment I smiled and almost forgot about mother's behavior. As she re-entered the room in her hands she held a beautiful silver mirror. Before she held it up to me she asked "are you ready my dear?" I nodded my head and she lowered the mirror to my level. I was met with the image of a small mechanical woman. Atop my head was a mass of beautiful curly, purple ribbons and hiding beneath the tangles were two eyes clicking was I blinked at my reflection. Though my hands and feet were metal my body was made of a burlap material. Up my middle was three red buttons that held the hole in the front of my body closed. As I admired myself I turned and saw a triangle symbol on my upper right thigh "what does this triangle mean Papa?" When Mother heard me say Papa she looked at him with an eyebrow raised but he ignored her. Papa smiled at the question and responded "it is a Greek symbol called Delta. The other scientist used numbers to name his creations but we wanted to give you a name that was more than just a number but also had roots to your heritage. Your mother and I both loved Greek mythology and history so we decided to use that in your name. What do you think? Does it suit you little one?" Slowly as I gazed at myself I felt a smile spread across my face, I turned to my parents beaming "I think it does Papa, I really think it does."