Alright here's Chapter 2. I promise the story will start to get better around the middle of it, it just I'm never very good at making the beginnings of Storeys sadly. But I already have the middle and end thought out so I hope some of you out there will forgive me. Also I will try to post a new chapter every week for you readers. As always I don't own Shane Acker's 9 or its characters only Stardust. Sorry if the Scientist seems OC I tried to get his character down right but sadly nothing can ever be perfect.
The world slowly started to come back to Star. Opening her eyes slowly to adjust to the lighting in the room. 'Where am I?' Star wondered as the room slowly came into view. Star looked around the room and saw a man at a desk working on something but she couldn't see what it was. Star tried to think back and slowly started to remember what had happen before going unconscious. 'Oh yeah' she was alone now, all alone in this war zone, this catastrophe, a land of death and pain-.
"Oh good your awake "Stars train of thought was interrupted by a wise and elderly voice.
"I was wondering when you would wake up" the elder said gently as he rouse from his chair at the worn desk setting what he was working on down as he walk toured her.
"Where am I how, long was I out?" Star asked softly trying to sit up only to gasp in pain and fell back on the cot she rested on grabbing her side in pain.
"Careful now your body has lost a lot of blood your still weak." the older man said softly as if talking to a young child, taking a seat in a chair close by the cot.
"Your currently in my home and workshop young lady, and you have only been out a day." he answered her question with a tired replay.
Star stared at the man a little longer, 'he looks so familiar'. The man wore glasses, his hair was wild giving him a mad scientist look, he wore a lab cote and had a worn and tired look on his face. Star was a very good judge of character and was rarely wrong about anyone, she tends to claim that its the eyes that give a person away. Well "the eyes are the windows to the soul" as they say and Star puts that term into literal use when she meets someone new. As she then looked directly into the eyes of the man, they were filled with wisdom, kindness, and had seemed to have seen enough of the world to see what it is. Then it clicked as she looked deeper into the mans eyes and saw the regret and sorrow deep down inside his soul. 'It's him isn't it? The Scientist who made the fabricator, it can't be. Can it?'.
"Its you. Your the scientist who built the fabricator aren't you?"Star whispered loud enough for the man to hear. The Scientist then took off his glasses, looked to the ground and rubbed his eyes with a tired sigh.
"Yes my dear I am." The Scientist answered with a tired voice. 'I knew it' Star thought excitedly but it was then replaced by a small sense of fear. 'Why am I scared?' She asked herself only to remember that it must be her anxiety again so she just tried to push it down for now until she could reassure her brain that she is safe here. Her A.D.H.D. started to kick in just then as she looked around the room examining it carefully until her eyes landed back on the desk. It had blue prints of what looked like to be a doll of some sorts. 'A stitchpunk like mine' Stardust didn't know where that thought came from but she became entrusted in the strange doll then.
"Whats that?" Star asked The Scientist while pointing to the form of the doll on the desk. The Scientist caught off guard by the sudden change of topic replaces his glasses on his face, but none the less decides to answers her question. Turning in the direction of her curious gaze which landed on his desk. Realizing she must mean the doll he was putting together for his plan.
"That my dear is a project of mine I'm working on for something important." The Scientist answered patently to the curious teen.
"Oh. " Star simply said still staring.
"If you don't mine me asking young lady what is your name and what on earth happened to you to have an injury like that? The Scientist asked wishing to know what happened to the girl and how she managed to reach him it such a state. Star was so absorbed in her own thought that she had to take a minuet to gather her thoughts together and focus long enough to answer his question.
"Oh my name is Stardust but I like to be called Star for short."After a minuet he gestured for her to continue.
"It's a little difficult for me to relay and explain this to you but I try my best." The Scientist was definitely entrusted, now he had to know what happened to Star now. Star begins to slowly tell the Scientist what happened from the moment she and her family were in the apartment to the point she crawled up all those stairs just to be safe. By the time she had finished telling him her story she was close to tears but she held them back. Right now all she wanted was comfort, to be told everything will be alright. The Scientist was shocked and saddened she had to go through with watching her own family die like that and not be able to do anything about it. He looked at her and saw a scared child instead of a teenage girl, she didn't know how to act or handle a situation like this. He saw how she needed the comfort of a family member or friend but he wasn't ether of those, but he was the only one here. The scientist got up from his seat and knelt right beside her to put a comforting hand on her shoulder. Star wanted more then a comforting hand on her shoulder so she slowly and carefully sat up.
"Easy now." The Scientist said to her gently but sternly, bracing her by the shoulders. Once she was fully sitting up she turned toward The Scientist, reached out she wrapped her arms around his middle and hugged him. The Scientist was taken aback for a moment before hugging her back in a comfort hug, she needed it. He whispered words of comfort as he pet her head. After what seemed like hours she let go and rubbed her eyes.
"There now you feel better?" Star nodded.
"Thank you, and sorry for that I couldn't help my self." Star tried to explain.
"Don't be sorry Star, you needed the comfort." The Scientist assured her.
"Still." Stars attention turns back to the doll and then back at The Scientist.
"You said that you were making that doll over there for something important, what exactly is it for?" Star asks wanting to know what its for. The Scientist was unsure as to how to
answer Star or even if he wanted to. She didn't seem like she mean any harm in the question, she was just curious. So he would answer her question simply as possible.
"Our world is dieing Star, I am merely trying to insuring life goes on after our time is gone." Star gasped and smiled.
"You mean your making stitchpunks to?" Star asked happily. The Scientist was surprised
by her response to his statement but now he was curios by her question.
"Stitchpunks?"
"Yeah stitchpunks thats what I call them at least, I have one in my backpack I'll show you. Where is my bag? Can I have it please?" Star asks politely to The Scientist. The Scientist wanting to see what see meant got up and got her bag handing it to her. Star opened her bag and looked through it and pulled out her stitchpunk dragon handing it to him with a smile. The Scientist was amazed to say the least. 'So much thought' he looked it over thoroughly, looking at the materials used to make it. He looked inside the doll and found a few entrusting things. Inside the upper chest area near the throat was a voice box, next he took note of a converter of some kind.
As if reading his thoughts she said "The converter and tank inside her is so she can use and store gases in the air so she can breath fire, there's also a ignition source in her throat." Nodding to show that he heard, he looked further into the stitchpunk and took note of the water proof insides. Studying the dolls face he saw that the eyes looked like human eyes and were blue like Stars, they even had working eye lids! The Scientist wondered why it had a nose but then realized that it must have olfactory sensors so that it could identify smells. 'Such careful details' even wings made for flight.
"How did you come across the knowledge to make this?" The Scientist then noticed the holder in the chest cavity with the blue diamond, he reached in and managed to figure out how to flip it over and saw the three prong socket. He let a small gasp escape him as he stared at the doll to Star and back again.
"Oh it wasn't that hard I just read a lot of books and I followed some instructions in my Latin spell book. It has everything from simple healing spells to dark science as it's called. The only problem is the soul transfer. I don't know how to do it but I know it has something to do with a special talisman , I'm going to try and transfer my whole soul instead of a piece of it as the book said I should do. I mean it can't be all that bad being a little stitchpunk right. " She stated casually as if it was just an everyday conversion.'How on earth could she be so casual about this. This is dark science, something not to be toyed with, it could destroy her very soul'
"Star I want you to be clear on this. This is a dangerous ground your treading on, you have to know that there are high risks at stake here before attempting such a thing." He said sternly to Star in all seriousness.
"I do know the risks in doing this but it'll be a lot better for me and my soul in this body." Star said a little bugged that he was questioning her on her decision with the doll body. The Scientist gave a stressed sighed as he stood. He started to pace while starring at the doll in his hand. While he did this Star knew what he was thinking and had to convince him to trust her and understand her reasonings for her actions in doing this. Star had to really think and choose her next words carefully now.
"Look I know that it seems crazy of me to try something like this and I do know of the possible dieing or destroying of the soul. I just want a chance at life, I want to live and keep on living for the sake of life itself. As you said our world is dieing, the machines will gain more strength here soon and gas this place just like all those other places. But life must go on right?"
Through Stars whole speech The Scientist was as a loss for words. What was he to do, help her by getting her involved with his project or leave her to fend for herself in this world all alone. No he couldn't abandon another human being and definitely not some one so young. Yes he new what he had to do but he had to set some rules first just to be safe. He stopped pacing and turned to look at the girl now with her legs hanging off the cot trying to stay focused on him.
"Alright Star I'll help you but let me get a few things across with you first."
"Okay, anything you name it." Star said exited 'he's going to help me!'
"First I want to be clear with you that I am indeed working on what you call stitchpunks I plan to make 9 of them, I have the files for their anatomy. You may feel free to look and read them if you wish but you must return them to there proper place after." Star was entrusted in that, she remembered that her stitchpunk can reproduce and wondered if the other stitchpunks can to so she wouldn't be the only one. But the process was so complicated that she couldn't describe it to just anyone.
"Sure no problem."
" Second I can not alow you to transfer your soul just yet, I would like to test the talisman out to make sure that it works properly. Once I feel it is safe for your soul transfer I'll alow it to take place. Does that sound fair enough?" The Scientist stood waiting for an answer. Star was so happy she could jump for joy. Star thought about something real quick before answering the Scientist. 'I wonder if he would mind if that I asked for such a thing?'
"Sure that sounds fair enough." Star said with a small smile.
"Good, I'm glad to hear that." The Scientist smiled back. Star then braced herself, she had never asked anyone this before.
"I just have one question, a request of sorts."
"Oh and what would that be Star?" The Scientist asked wanting to know.
"Well I don't know your name and I don't want to have to refer to you as "The Scientist" all the time to others or call you sir or mister ether so if its alright with you... C-can I just call you grandpa?"That question alone was such a shock to him but at the same time heart warming. It took him a few moments to answer but when he did he did so with all seriousness and a smile on his face. 'She is like a child'.
"Of course you can but only if I get to call you Little Star." Star was so happy with that answer she got up from the cot not even feeling much pain and hugged the Sci- no he wasn't The Scientist anymore. He was her grandpa now.
"Sure you can." Star said softly with a smile on her face and a tear slid. Her now grandpa smiled as well and hugged her back and for just one second the world seamed at peace.
Alright everyone thats the second chapter. In the next chapter I'll take any suggestions on if Star should be around to see more then just 1 come to life and if so, who so I am able to complete the next chapter. I also found out on the 9 Experiment web site that all the events in the 9 movie apparently took place in our time period of 2009. Cool right, so anyway review and leave some suggestions for the next chap. I'm more then happy for them.