Okay Im really getting into this now. BTW the plot really picks up after this! Two more OC's! This chapter is also for all you 1 fans! (hardcorecartoonmaniac, that means you) and guess what? He's not the jerk that all you people make him out to be! *Gasp*

CHAPTER 9: FINDING THE SPARK

7 was already on her feet, ready for a fight. 9 was up soon after, looking for the cause of the noise. The twins held each other, searching around in fright. The group waited for a machine to arrive, but none came. Not too far away however 7 heard a voice cry out,

"Caleb! Come on boy you knocked over the entire pile!"

7 didn't hear a voice respond, but instead heard the barking of some beast. Whatever it was, it was getting closer. 9 motioned the twins to stay with the wagon and then followed 7 towards the source of the noise. The barking increased, getting louder with each step 9 and 7 took up the pile of junk.

"Would you hush up! You don't want a machine to hear you!"

The responce to this was some sort of whimper, followed by the sound of the beast walking away. 7 put a finger to her lips, telling 9 to be quiet, and then they both peeked over the edge of the pile. To their amazement, they saw what appeared to be a human. Male, brown hair and pale skin. 9 could only see his back, and that was what shocked him the most. On the back of the human was a giant number: 10. Then 9's vision went bright. He found himself in the familiar white void, waiting for 6. But 6 did not enter, instead 9 was faced with the one person he never expected to see again, 1.

"Now listen boy, I don't have time for questions so just listen! If you are going to succeed at your task, you must realize that this boy is very important. You'll need something in his possesion to achieve the goal you seek."

9 knew that 1 was impacient, but for once his voice sounded like one of compassion, instead of one of jealosy and fear.

"What 1. What does he have that I need?"

1 stepped closer to 9's face, his optics never looking away. He spoke very clearly,

"The spark."

and with that, 9's flash ended.

Dylan had been searching the rubble all day, but had found nothing interesting. He thought that bringing Caleb would have helped the search for something usefull, but the dog had only been good for making noise so far. He looked over at Caleb. He kept staring at something on top of the pile, growling.

"What is it you mangy mu-" and then he saw them.

"Oh god, he was right..."

The beings must have realized that he had seen them, and they quickly dissapeared behind the pile. Dylan ran over to the hill of junk.

"Wait! Come back! Im a-" again his sentence was cut short, but this time it was because the boy had tripped over some stray piece of trash, and hit the ground hard. He heard the noice of something sliding down the pile, and when he opened his eyes a small spear was being shoved in his face.

"H-Hey knock it off!" he cried, "9! Tell her to stop!"

The other being flinched at this, and Dylan decided to work with the information he had been given so long ago.

"T-That's your name right? The Scientist, he had said-"

"Hold on," the small creature said

They can talk too? So the old man really hadn't been lying when he told me about these...these stitchpunks!

"How do know who we are?" The one with the spear said, "How do you know the scientist? TALK!"

Dylan got on his hands and knees, then looked the small creatures dead in the eye.

"I know him," he said, "Because he was my father."