Oh my! What an interesting turn of events! What will happen next I wonder? READ ON!
CHAPTER 24: SWITCH-AROUND
9's face was one of bewilderment and terror. Why would they make the F-series if they were the enemy?
"6, why would the F-series turn on us? Why make them in the first place?"
6 backed away from 9, looking as if he didn't understand what 9 meant.
"Not F-series, each other."
9 was even more confused,
"Our own family then? That can't possibly be true!"
6's face set in a serious tone, his voice matching it.
"Not our family. Each. Other."
After the third time 6 said it, 9 believed he got the message.
"Our kind in general? All the stitchpunks?"
6 nodded.
"Believed there were two lines, in this life, this, battle...for life. But not so."
6 said, he looked directly into 9's optics, attempting to push the answers into his brain. Then 6's optics grew wide as he realized something.
"Will show you."
Before 9 could comprehend, 6 placed one of his fingers in the middle of 9's forehead, and his vision went bright with the flash. He was in the void again, but 6's voice echoed from the outside.
"In the begining, two lines. Originals and B.R.A.I.N"
Images of 9 and his friends appeared on the right side of the void, the B.R.A.I.N. and it's machines on the left. In the middle was a red line dividing them.
"Originals defeat B.R.A.I.N."
The images of the machines faded, leaving only the stitchpunks.
"Human comes, telling of more machines."
Even larger, and more plentifull machines appear on the left, they were shadowed so 9 could not see what they looked like, but the red eyes were unmistakable. Again the red line appeared in between the stitchpunks and the machines, but below them both a yellow line appeared, along with a picture of Dylan and other humans, also shadowed.
"Human will sacrifice himself for F-series. F-series will aid, but also divide, finding their own path"
The image of Dylan dissappeared, leaving just the shadowed humans under the yellow line. Next to the image of 9 and his friends a green line appeared, showing the F-series. The red line extended, showing that they would fight the machines, but their backs were to the other stitches, showing that they would indeed find their own path. 9 looked closer and saw that the image of 6 was turned around, his arm reaching out to F6, the only one who was facing the originals. The image of 9 had a hand on 6's shoulder, but he neither looked at his friends, the machines, or the F-series. The image of 9 just seemed to stare out into the open space.
"Always it had been like this, Stitchpunk against machine, but no more."
The images changed again, showing 9 leading an enormous group of shadowed stitches against the red eyes of the O.V.E.R.M.I.N.D. once again they were seperated by a red line.
"The lines of conflict will become twisted and torn and gray."
The line did turn gray, and the image of 9 seemed to lose his face of anger towards the other side, and became one of neutrality.
"All have their own intentions, own beliefs. Some will want peace, others war, others harmony."
What happened next with the images shocked 9. Some of the shadowed stitches and machines switched places, so now the two sides were mixed.
"Peace: Some will just want to stop fighting and stay separate, living their own lives. War: Some believe that they must fight for their peace. This is the side that you belong to currently. Harmony: Some want to learn from the other, and will stand by those that seem right and fight those that are wrong, no matter if they are beast or stitch."
9 saw new lines appear, groups of stitches fighting alonside machines on both sides.
"What side will you choose 9? Peace, war, or harmony?"
9 thought for a moment. He had always believed that all machines were evil, but this seemed to prove him otherwise. He knew his choice, as did 6, but would the others agree? He didn't know, and 6 had one more thing to say.
"Finally, there are others. Neither human nor stitch nor machine. Simple things, wood, paper, glass. Everything that was inanimate or without soul in the days of old will live, and choose their side. The rain will do this, for that was how life was to return to earth. Humans were not meant to return from the rain, nor were more stiches. Things that had seemed pointless and grey will now have a chance at life."
This amazed 9. The rain would bring anything to life, no matter what it was.
"You must fight for harmony, 9. But you will have to fight many."
All the images cleared, and 9 only saw one thing. It was him, holding his staff. He was surrounded with shadows of stitches and machines and anything else, yet he stood alone, with his light.