Genetic Genesis

Chapter 1: A Second Beginning

Author's Note: This story is a sequel to my earlier story, "Matched Heartbeats." I highly suggest that you read that story first before reading this one. Otherwise, you'll be really confused about the story. Also, this story is rated T for some minor sexual references, bloodshed, and some other materials unsuitable for small children, although I try to keep myself as clean-tongued as possible.

The birds were chirping peacefully outside the home of the Pelekai family. The morning sun was shining down upon the metal rooftop and the dome on top of it. It was also shining on some metal pipes that weaved through different parts of the house. Jumba had built them to channel the energy system throughout the house so none of the electricity produced by the power core he invented would be wasted. Not having to pay electric bills really helped the family. Not to mention fewer things got destroyed lately.

But that is not the point of our story. Our story begins inside the dome on top of the roof. Inside, there were two beds built into the wall as well as a dresser and a vanity table. Sleeping in one of those beds was a small blue creature that looked like a cross between a koala and a Chihuahua. Though he may not look like it now, this creature was once the infamous 626th genetic experiment of Jumba Jookiba who was once programmed to destroy large cities and cause massive chaos. Now he was Stitch, a reformed alien who spent his days as a family member of a very strange ohana.

Stitch was snoozing peacefully until an annoying buzzing woke him up. He opened his eyes and looked towards the disturbance. A clock in the wall revealed that it was 6:00 AM. Stitch stretched and yawned. He sat up and rubbed the sand out of his eyes. He looked over to the other bed's occupant and saw that she was still asleep. He got out of his bed and walked over to her. He nudged her shoulder and said, "Angelilo, it's time to get ready for school."

The other sleeper woke up groggily and yawned. As strange as Stitch was, this creature was even stranger. Perhaps it was because she was really two beings fused into one. Every since that teleporter accident two years ago, her identity had always been Angelilo: half Hawaiian girl/half genetic experiment. She was twelve years old when she was first fused and fell in love in Stitch, cementing her fusion. Now she was fourteen years old, by human terms, that is.

Angelilo looked at Stitch and said "Good morning."

"Good morning, you better go downstairs if you want to get some breakfast." Angelilo changed out of her night clothes and into a pair of jeans and a sleeveless red shift with a flower design on it, similar to the muumuu she wore years ago. As she and Stitch went down the elevator, she focused for a moment and the pink fur that covered her body receded into her brown skin and her features became human. She had discovered this ability to change between human, hybrid, and experiment form shortly after the failed attempt to defuse her. She wasn't sure how this was possible, but she believed it had something to do with PlasMorph's intervention.

As Lilo and Stitch walked into the kitchen, they saw Jumba and Pleakley sitting at the table. "6-2-6 and H-624," said Jumba, "good to be seeing you up and about."

"How many times do I have to tell you Jumba?" said Lilo, "call me Lilo when I'm human."

"Ah, but you will always be H-624, no matter what form you're in."

"Yes, I know, but you can't let everyone else know." Angelilo kept the fact about her hybrid state a secret from everyone outside her family except Victoria. Aliens were one thing, but a combination of human and aliens was hard for anyone to mentally digest.

"So what's for breakfast?" asked Stitch.

"Nani's making some traditional Earth waffles," said Pleakley, "it's so nice for her to be working in the kitchen without me improvising." Nani's cooking had certainly improved since last year, when she finally married David. It was a big ceremony that most of the activated experiments attended. Jumba escorted Nani down the aisle while Draco acted as the ring bearer and Victoria as the flower girl. Angelilo was Nani's top bride's maid while Pleakley acted as the best man.

But that wasn't the only big thing that happened over the past two years. Angelilo had finished hula class and was now taking martial arts. She wasn't sure why at first, but she though it was because of the Angel part of her. And also, she was now attending Kokowa Town High as a freshman along with the other girls from her hula class. But then there was the biggest change: puberty. It came with a bang for the girls as they started to develop into young women. Angelilo was obviously an early bloomer, even in human form. She was about five-foot-five with a rapidly developing figure. Even Nani was slightly envious of her sister since her breasts were nearly the size of her own now. Jumba explained that Angel's hormones combined with Lilo's was the source of this speedy change. She was turning quite a few heads now, but her heart always belonged to Stitch.

Nani brought in the waffles and placed a stack on everyone's plate. Lilo gobbled down the waffles quite rapidly and gulped down her milk. "Lilo!" said Nani reproachfully, "Don't go so fast. It's not the wave to behave."

"Sorry," said Lilo, "but I'm a growing alien hybrid, I need to keep my strength up."

"That's no excuse for acting like a pig. You better get going soon; don't want to be late for school." Lilo got up from the table and grabbed her backpack. Thanks to her partially computerized brain, she was excelling her classes.

As she was heading for the door, Stitch said, "Can I come with you?"

"Sorry Stitch," said Lilo, "but you know pets aren't allowed at school, and your Kenny disguise probably won't get you in anyways." She left the house, leaving Stitch in a slightly depressed state.

Around noon, Stitch was throwing some stones into the nearby stream with a moody expression on his face. It wasn't like he and Angelilo weren't seeing each other. It's just that they weren't seeing each other publicly enough. He still has to pretend to be a dog. It was bit frustrating that your girlfriend was able to go more places socially than you can. Not to mention she was a lot taller than him now. And she had to fight off admirers who didn't believe she already had a boyfriend. "If you have a boyfriend," they would say, "then how comes no one ever sees him." Stitch tossed another rock in and pouted. This was getting too difficult. He didn't ever want to break up with Angelilo, but he wanted to be able to do things with her. When she took on Angel's form, they had lots of good times together. But she still had to keep up Lilo's identity, leaving Stitch on the sidelines most of the time.

"Angel's lucky," said Stitch, "I wish I could do that kind of thing." That remark sparked something in Stitch's supercomputer brain. The spark grew until it was a flame of inspiration. Stitch though it over in his mind, trying to see if there were any flaws. Nothing really major popped up. Then Stitch ran off to tell Jumba his idea.

Jumba was in the lab inside his spaceship. With him were Draco and Chip whom he was having a chat with. The house started feeling cramped so Draco, Chip, and Morph had built a tree house to live in. It wasn't the type of tree house that kids played in, but a fully functional house that was built in a large sycamore tree. "So how do you think that could have happened?" asked Draco as Stitch came in.

"Hard to tell," said Jumba, "perhaps member of species had visited during that time period and made contact with her. I have never been able to find out. Those aliens are very hard to contact." Then Jumba noticed Stitch and said, "6-2-6, what do you want? We were having conversation about source of Earth novel with possible connections to particular race of aliens."

"I have a favor to ask," said Stitch, "can you make me half-human?"

Jumba, Draco, and Chip were taking drinks from their cups when Stitch asked this so they ended up spitting it out. "Uh, why would you ask that?" asked Chip.

"Well," said Stitch, "Angelilo's able to do so many social things that I can't and she's bigger than me. It's really hard on our relationship."

"I'm sorry about that," said Draco, "but don't you need to fuse with some Earthling in order to become half-human?"

"Not necessarily," said Jumba. "I have kept record on H-624's DNA. Her genetic structure is not that dissimilar to 6-2-4's. Main difference is that it contains human genes and is of slightly different genome. It is possible to modify 6-2-6's DNA to something similar to H-624's. I have been waiting for opportunity to use collections of human stem cells."

"Uh, where did you get those?" asked Chip.

"Is long messy story, not time to talk about it, but it does not involve destroying embryos. Anyways, I think I could design a hybrid genome for 6-2-6 and charge his molecules to accept it, creating half-humanity he wants."

"You'd do that?" asked Stitch.

"Why not?" said Jumba, "you are one of my greatest creations, I would do near anything to make you happy. Besides, I do not enjoy breaking up love, no matter how delightfully evil it is. Now, if you come with me, we can begin the designing."

As Jumba was walking across the lab, Stitch noticed a table that was occupied for another kind of experiment. There was a glass dome place over an experiment pod. Several mechanical devices surround the dome. "Jumba," said Stitch, "you're not making a new experiment, are you?"

"No," said Jumba, "that is another project. I am trying to redesign Experiment 627. You remember him, no?"

"Hard to forget," said Stitch, recalling how thoroughly the red experiment has humiliated and beat him up. If they hadn't learn about his overdeveloped sense of humor, he possibly could have captured all the experiments before they did.

"Well," said Jumba, "I am trying to undo program that makes him unchangeably evil. Is very slow process, but one I am hoping will be rewarding."

Then Jumba and Stitch stepped over to Jumba's fusion chamber. Jumba had redesigned it a few years ago so now it was much more sophisticated-looking, kinda like a cryogenic container. Jumba had also rebuilt it so it could infuse experiments with new programs. "Jumba," said Stitch, "why don't you use this to fix 6-2-7?"

"Because 6-2-7's evil programming is more hard-wired into his system than yours. But once I loosen it enough, I'll be using this remove the last parts. Now for your genetic reprogramming, I will need small sample of yours and H-624's most recent DNA." Stitch easily provided the first part but had to run back to the house to get a hair from her brush.

Jumba placed the samples of hair into the genetic analyzer of his computer and examined on the screen. "Good, it's just as I thought. The original 6-2-4 had genome similar to yours. So we can easily copy the sequence of H-624's genome for half-human form. But we'll be working with raw stem cells so we'll to do some of the designing ourselves. Since this is your body we're modifying 6-2-6, I think you should be deciding what you want to look like."

Stitch thought for a minute and said, "I want to be like Kenny. You know; my Earth disguise. I don't want to draw too much attention. Only bigger, taller, and older." Jumba continue to fill in the blanks of the genome sequence as Stitch described what he wanted to look like.

As the last gene was set in place, Jumba went over to a cabinet marked "Genetic Material" and opened it. "Now let's see," said Jumba, "no, not that, forgot about that one, hmm, maybe I could use that later, aha!" He picked up a tub container marked "Human Stem Cells" and walked back to the computer. He carefully extracted some of the cells with a syringe and placed it into the genetic analyzer. Once the DNA was downloaded into the computer, Jumba tapped a few keys. Then Stitch's DNA sequence as well as the human's moved together and overlapped each other. Then they twisted until they matched the DNA sequence Jumba and Stitch designed.

Jumba tapped a few more keys and another part of the machine popped out. This one had a beaker attached that slowly filled up with blue liquid. The machine beeped when it was done and Jumba removed the beaker. "Here is DNA formula for half-human form," said Jumba, "ready to be administered."

"So, do I drink it or have it injected into me?" asked Stitch.

"No," said Jumba, "you will go into fusion chamber and I will have it infuse formula into you. This will take time, several hours at least. Are you sure you want to do this? There is no turning back once process is complete."

Stitch didn't need much time to say, "Yes, me and Angelilo need to be together; as experiments, humans, and hybrids. If I don't do this, there will be too many things separating us."

Then Stitch entered the fusion chamber. Jumba sealed the chamber and placed the formula into an insertion valve. The blue liquid bubbled into the machine as the fusion chamber warmed up. "You will be asleep for the duration of the transformation," said Jumba, "so pleasant dreams." He pulled a switch and the chamber started glowing green. A blue mist also entered the chamber and surrounded Stitch. Stitch yawned as he grew sleepy. When the blue mist around him at obscured everything, Stitch fell asleep.

This is the first chapter of my remake of Genetic Genesis. As I had mentioned before, the beginning won't be much different, but there's a noticable difference later on. Hopefully this version will be better accepted than my last version. Not sure when the update will be, but please review.