Hey guys, sorry for the slow update. School picked up so I haven't had that much time. Good new though: I have the rest of this book planned out and the ending is great, I have Book 2 already in drafts, and if you guys want I have a completely different series thought up that I can do alongside this. Give me your oppinion on these ideas in a review! PS: Remember to leave comments on my deviantart for my drawings of the F family! If you ask, I might even give story details/ behind the scenes!

CHAPTER 22: TO CREATE

Dylan had said that growing up he had wanted to be a writer, that he wanted to create. Dylan's expirence with words seemed to reflect with his skill of the needle as he sewed the stitched body of F1 together. Using the abundance of supplies in the underground Dylan was able to get everything he needed. F1 was made of smooth purple fabric along with a blood red cape to have him stand out. Being the first stitchpunk Dylan had ever made, the fingers and other features of F1 seemed very jagged, which suited him in a way. That paired with his half moon optics gave the soon to be living stitch a look of wear and sharpness, much like 1 himself. Dylan closed him with a few staples, since he couldn't find anything else at the time. 6 had been saying little things here and there as Dylan made the stitchpunk, comparing him to 1 while still telling Dylan about what part of the soul will be used to make him. If 6 was correct- and he was rarely wrong- F1 would be made from the part of the human spirit of doubt, along with other things that 6 couldn't identify. When Dylan was done with the initial body, 6 added something that caught 9's attention. 6 pointed at the center of the doll and said,

"To divide them."

6 didn't have a happy tone when he said this, which disturbed 9. When Dylan asked who 'they' were all 6 said in reply was

"Them!" With that, Dylan gave up on questions.

2 and 5 helped Dylan make F1's hands and feet, while the twins cataloged the whole thing. After around maybe a half hour or more the boy wiped his forehead and said,

"Ok, I'm done, whadaya think?"

2 and 5 inspected the work while the rest stood back, watching. 2 spoke first,

"Why it's just smashing child! Simply smashing!" (yeah, I had to)

"A little rough around the edges, but definately a good job for doing this the first time," 5 added.

5's burned eyepatch had been replaced with a shiney metal plate similar to the one on the back of 2's head, and Dylan's smile could be seen in the reflection. 9 stepped forward and stood next to 5,

"So are you going to use the talisman on him now?"

Dylan thought for a brief second.

"I think I'd rather get them put together first, then use the talisman on them all together."

2 stepped back from the empty body of F1

"Fair enough, we should procede with the next one then."

F2's blueprint clearly depicted the stitch would be a perfect companion for 2 since the F series- as the new stitches were being called- were clearly based off 1-9 who Dylan said his father had called, 'the originals.' This explained why the Scientist didn't make a blueprint for F10, since there was no 10 to work off of. This gave 9 a realization: No longer would he be the odd one out, he too would have an F series counterpart, possibly one that understands what 9 still seemed to be going through. Even though no one showed any anger towards 9 for awakening the B.R.A.I.N. he still felt guilty. Instead though, they looked up to him as a leader, like he should know what to do, and he didn't really. 6 was really the leader, 9 just made the choices on what to do. The truth was, none of their puposes could be fufilled unless all of them were present, which gave 9 a new fear. What if it happened again? What if he made another mistake and he lost his family again, leaving him alone? 9 didn't believe that his soul could take it, so he would have to be carefull. If Dylan is lost in the process of bringing the F series to life, they would have to depend on F10 to bring back anyone who falls in battle.

While 9 went over his thoughts, Dylan was just finishing the second stitch. This one had lime green fabric, along with a blue vest and a strange looking contraption on his head. It seemed to be a headband, with a magnifying glass over the stitch's right eye. On his back was an equally strange backpack. Unlike 5's survival pack, this bag was thin and vertical, as if it was to hold a pole. 6 told Dylan that F2 would be made from the piece of the human spirit that focused on hope. This was confirmed when he pointed to the completed stitch and said,

"To hope for them."

5 and 2 reviewed Dylan's work again, then they quickly moved on to the third stitch. The next stitches, since they were based off 3 and 4 also seemed to be twins, yet they were female. They were white fabric like 7, covered in several pink, purple, and yellow spirals. They each had yellow scarves and where closed with pink ribbon, tied in bows. They were obviously identical, the only thing defining them were the different placement of spirals. 6 said that they would be special since they would hold Dylan's memories, them he pointed to each of them in turn saying,

"To store...and remember for them."

Dylan was quickly improoving in his skill in making the F series, and the next was F5. He was tan burlap, just like the original 5, but had several other things to define him. The stitch wore a brown bandana on his head, with some pins in it, as well as a white apron with more pins. On his back he wore a spool of thread, and on his right hand his index finger was replaced with a small pair of scissors, obviously to cut the thread. 6 explained that F5 would be made from the humans natural desire to help others. 6 then pointed another pen-nibbed finger at the doll saying,

"To dream for them."

9 had realized that 6 hadn't drawn anything in a long time, due to a lack of ink and paper. It was clearly affecting him, as he was trembling slightly, but everyone else's attention was focused on the F series. Before Dylan even started on the next stitch, F6, 6 chirped up saying,

"This one, very special, very different."

9 laughed silently. Either 6 was telling the truth, or he was just saying that since the two shared numbers. The next thing 6 said proved that the latter wasn't true.

"This one made from strongest part of soul, therefore most like you." 6 said.

He was looking at his feet, holding his key. 9 had returned it to him at his request, even though it wasn't needed anymore.

"This one, a writer, like you." 6 continued, "Will know things, but can't speak well. Spoken word useless, written word eternal."

Dylan hung on every word that 6 said, then went on to make F6. He was white fabric with thin horizontal blue lines, that 6 claimed to look like lined paper. The stitch also had a black ring around his left optic, and wore a custom duster jacket. The jacket fell to the stitches mid thigh, and had black and brown vertical stripes. He had dark brown yarn hair that fell on his face like a mop. He also had a little satchel, closed with a button. Since he didn't have pen nib fingers such as 6, 2 and 5 set out to make writing implements. 5 was able to make a simple pen, which Dylan helped to make. 2 made a small typewriter, which greatly impressed Dylan. Before Dylan put the doll with the others, 6 did something different. He placed a hand on the chest of the stitch, and whispered something. 9 couldn't hear him, but 6's lips mouthed the word 'brother'. In a louder voice he said,

"To write for them."

7 stepped closer to the blueprint of her counterpart. Male, black leather fabric with an even darker cape. The hood on the cape resembled the head of a raven, and his hands had claws protruding from them. He was closed with two buttons and a strip of tape. The third button had been used for F6's satchel. He would be a fighter, and a good one at that.

Not better than me though, 7 thought with a chuckle.

Surely enough, 6 pointed to the body of F7 and said,

"To fight for them."

The next, F8, seemed to be the complete opposite of 8 himself. So much so that the group laughed at the surprise on his face when he saw the blueprint. He had expected a great guardian, such as himself, yet he was met with a puny female, a smile on her face even on paper. She would be sky blue fabric with white spirals down her arms. Long blonde yarn hair and a rainbow scarf. There was a small stitched heart on her chest.

"To love for them."

9 paid close attention to the next stitch, for it was his counterpart. He was black fabric with red stripes on his body but not his face. He also wore a grey shirt that on the bottom was an upside down "V". Around his neck he wore a pocketwatch, but the time was stopped at 9:09.

"To unite them."

Now came the creative part, for all that was left was to design the spark.

(long chapter huh? Now do you forgive me for taking so long?)