Ebbing Pain

AN: Hello my name is TwinTailz and I am new to the writing world. I hope you enjoy my first piece and comet NICELY on it. So I have come to say this one simple rule: PLEASE NO FLAMERS. Comets like these can slightly emotionally wound the heart, mind ,and soul. So once again, I hope you enjoy this fiction and please no flamers.

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Ch. 1: It was a day as any other and 5 was more anxious than usual. He would jump at the smallest of sounds, turn his head to see if someone was watching him, and if someone asked him to do something he would ask if it had anything to do with the emptiness.

7's POV:

I'm worried about 5. I know he can be a little bit jumpy, but I've never seen him like this! Hm… maybe I should ask the others if they've noticed 5's odd behavior… She spotted 9 walking out of a sanctuary hallway and dashed toward him calling out his name. Once caught up 9 greeted her with a greeting that touched her heart fondly.

"Hello 9", She greeted back.

"Hey…haven't you noticed how strange 5's been acting?" 9 inquired.

"That's what I was about to ask you!" Exclaimed 7, " Yeah…he seems to be a bit more…" 9 finished the sentence,

" Jumpy? Jittery? Fraidy-catish? Sque-" 7 couldn't bear it any longer.

" Yes! All those things!, "She snapped," And I'm worried…" She stared at 9 with overwhelming sadness. He met her gaze with a look that panged her soul; 9 gave 7 a comforting pat on her shoulder. As he walked away, 7 looked down with a feeling of worry she had never felt before. Oh 9... she thought.

Cat Beast's POV:

Oh…when will be a good time to attack the sanctuary? The Cat Beast stood hidden outside the stitch punk's home. With metallic claws unsheathed, boney teeth bared, and silvery tail lashing this feline was ready for a fight. The Fabricator wants me to crash the party at sunset…but the sun is still high in the sky! I just can't wait any longer! The beast pondered on attacking them now or later for a few moments more, his red optics closed. After a few more minutes, he opened his eyes; he had decided.

"Be ready stitch punks," snarled the now rearing up monster of darkness, " Because I'm coming in three…two…one…"

9's POV:

I've never seen 7 so down before…9 sat alone in 2's workshop. He had wrenched a shoulder bolt and the pain was starting to chew on his left arm. 9 held his shoulder with his opposite arm; he couldn't stop worrying about 5. As he waited for 2 to come back, he couldn't help but think that something was going to happen…something evil. Suddenly a large shadow flew above the sanctuary roof. Huh? What's that? The shadow seemed to get bigger until it crashed through the sanctuary roof and landed with clumsy ease. Dust surrounded 9 until he couldn't see anything. A huge metal paw with six sets of sharp claws appeared out of the dusty fog and swiped at 9. He flew across the room until his back met a hard, wooden wall with such force that it knocked the breath out of him. Dazed, he regained his breath; pain surging through his entire back side. He refocused-the fuzz in his vision slowly receding- until he saw just what struck him. Oh my gosh…

"CAT BEAST!", 9 yelled at the top of his winded, dust-filled lungs. He watched as it's two front paws smashed through the rest of the sanctuary roof and break all the surrounding windows. 9 cowered, his uninjured arm covering his face; he had had bad experiences with this thing. He shuddered as he remembered the encounters he had had: Hiding in a tin can from the it's nefarious clutches, watching 7 nearly slay the creature; she had gotten a nearly fatal injury then, It almost killed 5...Oh my gosh…5! He staggered to his feet, his back side throbbing now; he tried to run around the dark creation, but it just roared in his face and snapped his jaws at him. Suddenly 9 saw 7 out of the corner of his eye. She was about to start dashing toward the predator; her skullmet on. 9 pressed his back against the wall.

"7!", 9 wailed. 7 skidded to a halt and peered around looking for the source of the cry in distress. 9 called and called again; the attacker only three inches away from his face. At last she spotted him. Throwing a rock at it's head, she ran to 9 while it was off guard.

"9", She whispered, " Are you okay? Did it hurt you?" They both turned their heads toward the cat beast just to see it run out of the now destroyed workshop, its paws shaking the room with each stomp.

"We've got to go…NOW!", commanded 7. 9 stared at her and nodded. Holding 7's hand, they ran out of the room; 9 lagging behind.

Normal POV:

The sanctuary was havoc: 1 was being protected by 8, 3 and 4 were cataloging the beast in it's evil red optics, 6 had been flung against a wall and is now knocked out-his breathing unsteady, 5 was shooting it with his harpoons, and 2 was with 6 not only protecting him but trying to wake him up as well. 7 immediately ran into the fight scene; hungry for the bloody taste of battle. 9 ran towards 5; seeing the scared look on 5's face- 9 wasn't as scared as he was a few minutes ago- told him that he was out of amo. Suddenly the Cat- like creature lunged towards the two.

" Look out!", 5 yelled as he pushed 9 out of the way. The Cat Beast grabbed 5; It's eyes gleaming with malice.

"5!", 9 yelled as he saw his friend get carried away by the monster that had attacked their home. 7 leaped off a high jagged ledge; her skullmet still on and scythe now out. But the Cat Beast spotted her and grabbed 7 with his metallic tail; shaking the life out of her. It then slammed her into the ground, leaving 7 unconscious. Once everyone calmed down, a voice was heard.

"6 knew this happen," 6 whispered now awake, "Had dream about it over and over and over…" He trailed off as he wondered over to his little drawing corner. The sanctuary was silent. They were silent because they knew that 5 was gone.

***Hey! I hope you enjoyed my first chapter of my first 9 story. Please R&R!