15
Awakening
A being that looked like a rag doll groaned quietly as she stirred on the old dilapidated wooden floor. A black 15 was marked on her back. She moaned as she slowly she opened her eyes. Where am I? she wondered as she sat up stiffly. All she could remember was a wrinkled man quietly saying something to her. She knew it had to be important. 'my world is ending, 15. So I am creating you…' 15 shook her head as she remembered a little of what he had said to her before she had gone under. "Good, 15 you're awake." her creator said as she turned around to face him. "15, listen to me." there was something in his voice that made her listen more closely. "there are others like you 15, and I need you to help them. Take this," with trembling fingers the Scientist, her creator held out a small round half cylinder device, "it will help you, on your mission…" once the Scientist was sure she had it in her grasp he sank to the floor, near death. 15 looked at her maker in sad silence. She then unhooked two of her hooks and slipped the device into it. 15 peered in and blinked with a metallic click, there was a thick leather bound book, along with a pencil and pen, what ever those were… "15, I have one final thing for you…" the Scientist pulled out a small envelope out of his shirt pocket and handed it to 15 with trembling fingers. Once more, 15 accepted it with sorrowful eyes as her creator spoke to her for the last time. "find my other creations, find 9. Find him and give him this letter. Guard it with your life. Promise me this 15, if you find him dead, then read the letter, but only if he is truly dead. Good luck…15..." with that the Scientist, her maker died. Sadness filled 15's sensory system as she slipped the letter addressed to 9 inside her. Deciding that she couldn't stay there with her dead maker she stumbled to the window pushing the heavy thing open. There, she saw a terrible sight. The land below her was barren and devoid of life. Piles of metal and other junk were scattered all around. The ground was charred black as if a fire had scarred it and it had yet to heal. What happened? 15 wondered to herself. She shrugged and looked for a way to get down from the huge house she was in. she found a broken pipe that was hanging down from the house. 15 felt a grin take up her face, she knew what she could do, and still have it be fun. Hopping onto that pipe she followed it a bit and found an opening she could slip into. Grinning slightly to herself she slipped in to the pipe and pushed off. It was fast, and dark. And bumpy but 15 didn't care, it was fun. Suddenly she saw a dim light in front of her and she knew her sliding fun was about to come to an abrupt end.
She shot out of the slide like pipe as fast as a tiny missile, and she crashed into a pile of junk and sent stuff flying. "Wow, that was fun." 15 giggled as she climbed out of the crater like indent she had made and hopped down to the ground. What happened here? she wondered once more. Suddenly she heard several loud crashes. What's that? 15 thought a little panicky. With only the thought to protect herself she grabbed a huge(it was just our size but it's huge on them!) metal spatula and swung to the approaching the thing.
This'll probably hurt what ever it is, if it had feeling!