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Chapter 5: A Few Days Later

Tes looked around from atop her favorite spot in the room: the desk, when she heard a shuffling sound. She looked to the door leading to the scientist's room and watched as he rushed to the strange machine that gave life to the small stitch punks.

"Is that Seven?" Tes asked in a small voice; she was still a little frightened of the human.

The scientist nodded, tired. Tes looked away as the doll was given life. She looked up as the scientist let Seven out of the device. He turned and slumped away to start making the eighth one.

"S-Seven?" Tes murmured.

"Who are you?" Seven demanded.

"T-Tes…" she stammered. "I have no association with the scientist who created you." She noticed the harsh look Seven gave her. "B-but I assure you, I am trustworthy."

Seven did not answer at first. "I don't know…"

Tes looked away after Seven gave her an even harsher glare. "Fine, I'll not bother you then…" Tes Jumped to a random corner of the room. No one was there and she suddenly felt lonely. She sat down, wanting to try something. She closed her eyes and pictured places that were embedded into her mind from Tori's memories. Just before Jumping there, she was able to see the place in real time. Then, she would pull herself away from that place, and picture another.

Fire and destruction blotted different places on Earth. In New York City, buildings where half destroyed and the streets were empty of people, though Tes could hear them screaming in the distance. In Chicago, people crowded in a large stadium, trying to keep safe, but Tes could see the horrible machines closing in. In Paris, the Eiffel Tower was reduced to rubble, only the base remaining. In London, the Big Ben had fallen over like a large tree, crushing any other buildings in its way. Even a small village in Africa was not spared. It seemed as if the human race was just about extinguished from every corner of the Earth. The machines did not know mercy, let alone feel any other emotions whatsoever. That was the humans' downfall: to create such a powerful force without giving it the knowledge of human compassion and emotion…

Tes pulled herself out of her, what she called, Jump-trance and blinked to clear her head. Three and Four were watching her with concern and curiosity.

"Sorry for snapping at you two earlier…" Tes apologized.

They turned to each other, their eyes flashing in their silent communication. Tes watched, patiently. She suddenly noticed that even her Jump-trance had left a series of small, unfinished Jumpscars. She watched them as they began to disappear.

Three and Four turned their attention to the Jumpscars. Tes gasped. "You…you can see them?" Four nodded and looked at her, confused. "Well, I thought only Jumpers could see the scars. But I guess there must be some who aren't Jumpers, but can still see the scars…" Tes paused, thinking a while. She stood up. "Let me make a better one." She focused on a spot a few feet away and Jumped, leaving two, perfect Jumpscars.

Three and Four stepped back in surprise. Three reached up and gently touched the Jumpscar. Four watched in excitement, horror, and surprise as Three was sucked in. He came back out through the other Jumpscar, the one near Tes, and stumbled a little. Four followed suite and Tes rushed to them.

"Are you okay?!" she asked. They nodded in unison, identical looks of shock and awe on their faces.

"That was smashing!" Two exclaimed, rushing over to them. "Can I try?"

"That depends. Can YOU see the Jumpscar?" Tes asked. "It's right there…" She pointed at it, Three and Four also pointing.

Two shook his head, confused. "I…I don't see a thing…"

"Interesting…" Tes murmured. She grabbed Four's head so she could examine his optics. "How can they see the scars?" Four struggled a little. Three watched closely as Tes examined Four. Four blinked.

"Um…" Two began, confused as ever.

Four's eyes began flashing in a desperate attempt of communication with Tes, trying to make her let him go. Tes blinked, somehow getting the message.

"Okay, okay. Calm down!" Tes let go. Four fell over.

"You understood that?" Two asked. "How?"

"I-It's just…I mean…they talk with subliminal information…I think….I'm not really sure," Tes stammered. "Sorry…"

Three and Four exchanged a glance. Two blinked.

"I'm curious as to how you were made," Two began, "that would make you able to Jump and to understand the twins…"

"Um…well I…" Tes began, unsure. She was saved by Six rushing up to her.

"Tes…" he said in a small voice. He held up another one of his drawings. It was Morgana. She was holding a deadly sharp pencil above her head, about to bring the tip down through someone unseen. Something about her seemed very wrong. Tes felt fear travel throughout her body.

"W-what's this?" she stammered, trying to force a smile.

"….careful…she'll hurt…." Six's words were barely audible. He looked at her with genuine concern.

"She's shorter than us, Six," Tes laughed, nervously. "W-what's the worst she could do?"

Six dropped the drawing and hugged Tes. Tes blinked, confused and startled. Two picked up the discarded drawing.

"But…why are her optics red?" Two asked.

Tes looked at the drawing Two held up and then looked down at Six. "Why…did you draw her like this?"

"R-red eyes! Red eyes!" Six wailed.

Three and Four took the drawing from Two and looked it over. They glanced at each other and quickly dropped it, as if it carried the plague. Two and Tes exchanged a worried glance. Then Tes sensed a Jump. It was Morgana.

"Teeees…" she hissed.

Six tightened his hold on Tes. Three and Four ran off, frightened, and disappeared in the far recesses of the room. Two began to shake with fright.

"What are you doing…doing…?" Morgana asked from behind Tes.

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EEP! Morgana's SCARY! *shivers*