0 x 9(a 9 fanfiction)

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The rain starts to poor lightly as the bewildered Stitchpunks enjoy the foreign weather. "We need to find shelter." 9 tells 7. She nods and gathers the twins. They all head off into a near by fire hall the has minimum damage. Thunder struck again as the remaining Stitchpunks hid from the storm. Meanwhile outside things were getting worse. Lightning struck the remains of the burial ground of the deceased Stitchpunks. Something appeared there. A short faded blue stitchpunk appeared from the sky with a 0 engraved into her back. 9 rushes to a window and lets out a yelp.
"7! Come here!"
7 rushes to his side and gasps. "We must take her inside before the storm gets worse." 7 plotted.
"3 and 4! Stay here and don't follow us!"
The twins hugged themselves for comfort as 9 ordered their safety. He and 7 stepped outside into the rainy slush.

They drug the new Stitchpunk's body into the fire hall and set her next to the fire place. The rain heaved against the building outside. The twins grew close to the new stitchpunk.
"Be careful' 7 remarked. "She could be dangerous." 9 started a small flame into the massive fire place, the soft glow started to fill the empty dark hall. They gathered near the fire to warm themselves as the fire slowly grew into life.
"Mmm.." the new stitchpunk moaned and began to open her eyes. 9 jumped and 7 at the ready to hurt someone. 3 and 4 jumped and hid behind a book. She sat up and looked around.
"Where am I?"