Sorry all you 1 and 8 fans, but they won't be coming back 'till the next chapter. It's not because I don't like them, it's actually because their revivals are a little more...special.

CHAPTER 16: DEAD MEN TELL MANY TALES

No one, organic or stitch, slept that night. Stories were told, memories were shared, and friendships were renewed. First 9 went and spoke with 5 and 2. Their deaths had been the hardest for 9 to endure and he needed to show them his guilt. 5 had been so afraid to die, but he seemed different now. It was as if all his fears had been erased in death. 5 openly forgived 9, comforting him with a friendly embrace. Perhaps if one soal can be changed in death, others could as well.

9 then tried to get 6 to tell him whatever he wanted to tell him, but 6 only responded with his original sentance,

"Much to tell, but can wait."

Although he still wasn't one for long sentences, 9 had never seen 6 so- calm. Maybe now that the immenent threat of the B.R.A.I.N. was gone, he had had more time to focus. 9 asked what had caused 6 to act differently, and surprisingly his answer wasn't filled with riddles,

"B.R.A.I.N. was powered by part of the scientist's creative spirit, the rest was used for me." 6 paused, then continued, "Since I was made with less than a full fraction of his soul I became...damaged. With the B.R.A.I.N. now dead, I believe I may have been...fixed?"

The way that 6 stated his last sentance as a question troubled 9 for a moment. 9 didn't know if 6 would always act like this, and in a way he sort of missed the little crazy artist. For the moment though, he would leave it at that.

He didn't know what was next for this adventure, but he knew that there was still much more ahead. The twins didn't have any information for him, so he went to Dylan instead. The boy was sitting in a chair in front of the now covered body of the scientist, holding the talisman in his hands. When 9 approached he said without turning,

"Do you think that if I used the talisman on him I could bring him back?"

9 walked on the desk to Dylan's right, then took a short jump onto his shoulder and sat down.

"He gave away his soul Dylan, but he isn't gone."

Dylan turned his head at this, but he couldn't look directly at the stitch. 9 continued,

"He gave his soul to us Dylan," he said, "So you are bringing him back. Just not in the way you might want."

Dylan looked back at the talisman, he was smiling.

"You know, in a way, I think it's kind of better." he said, "So what did you wanna ask me?"

9 thought for a moment, formulating the right question for Dylan.

"I know that bringing us back isn't the end, because your father said that you must make a second set of stitches, but for what? The B.R.A.I.N. is dead, so why must we continue thinking that we still have to fight?"

Dylan's eyes grew wide at this. "You know how you've been wondering how one B.R.A.I.N. could destroy the entire world?"

9 was starting to get worried. "Yeah, I did."

Dylan put 9 in his hand so that he could look right at him.

"There wasn't just one B.R.A.I.N."