Who's Ben?
Chapter 5: Alphabetical
Darkness surrounded all but four narrow streaks streaming from the twins eyes as the group ventured down the dilapidatedstairs. It seemed as though they had been walking for hours when they finally stopped. A dim blue light was emanatingfrom a room far to the back. The twins turned off their lights as they approached the mysterious glow. 9 and 7 followed behind them, hand in hand.
Soon, they were in a room engulfed by the blue light. Computers of all shapes and sizes lined the walls and papers covered the floor. "What is this?," 7 asked as she strayed from the group. She stood by a box and tried to read the scrawl on its side. "It says... A, B, C, and D." 9 cocked his head as he looked at the box.
"A, B, C, and D?," he repeated, confused. "What the heck does that mean?"
"I'm glad you asked," a voice called from across the room. "I think I have an answer."
"What? Who's there?" 7 inched closer to the origin of the voice.
"Can't you tell?" Suddenly, the Creator appeared in one of the monitors.
"Ack! The Creator?" 9 yelped. "H-how?"
"I will tell you, my good friend," the Creator proceeded to say. "You've helped me out this whole time. I think I finally have the answer."
"What?" 7 whispered. "Answer to what?"
"Why, to the glitches, of course. I think I've found the reason the trials were glitched."
"What?," 9 and 7 yelled in unison. "What are you talking about?"
"This means I can finally make the final copies. Aren't you glad, my friend?" The Creator picked up a box and put it contents to the screen. "I have everything I need here. Thank you for all your help with the trial. But, I think I can take it from here." He put the box down after her spoke. "To think I can finally start with the first one. I think I'll name him 1."
"What!," the group shouted. "1?"
"I think I'll keep A through D as prototypes. Once again: Thank you for all your hard work. See you on the other side, my good friend." The monitor shut off and a figure was seen on top of it.
"Who's that?," 7 asked with a confused voice.
"Are you kidding?," the figure gasped. "It's the one, the only te- Aah!" the small figure fell from atop the monitor and landed in from of 7. "Ahem... it's me, 10." he said bluntly as he stood.
"10? Is that really you?" She asked cheerfully. "Great! We found you!"
"Well, I'm not the only thing you've found," he said as he pointed to the box. "Didn't you here the Creator? Our prototypes are in that box. Don't you want to see them?" He jumped on top of the box and started opening it.
"Um... we shoudn't..." 7 started. "Well... Okay, my curiosity has the better of me. Let's see them." She jumped on the box and started helping 10 open it. They pulled the top open and peered inside. A weak green glow started flooding from the box. "Ack!" They leaped away and stood beside 9 and the twins.
"Here they come...," 10 stated. A small hand grasped the edge of the box and a petite stitchpunk jumped out.
"Well, hello there, fellow stitch-," it stopped in mid sentence as it twiched. "-punks."
"Huh?"
"I'm the fir-st of all of us. I'm A. Nice mee-ting you all."
