The following is a fanfiction of the Lilo and Stitch series. If you do not know about this series, I'd highly recommend it to you. This is also my third series I'm writing, so please read my first two for storywise reasons, as I like to write my stories on a timeline, each being a sort of vinnette or so. Please, enjoy. c:
The sand feels soft and warm as I brush my small fingers through the grains. It's anouther day to relax, the rolling waves push water that can stretch all the way to my feet, the cool water brushes my crystalized skin. The wind whispers and flies around me, they lightly nudge my icicles as they blow. I let out a sigh, icy mist slips into the air. I look into the sky, the mishapen clouds toss around in the breeze. I feel great, calm, collective. Someone calls my name, I turn around to see one of my cousins, Splodyhead. He smiles and sits next to me, we press our backs against the rough bark of the coconut tree, relaxing. We look at the sunset, its blazing gardient of red through yellow streaks across the sky. The reflection wavers in the water, the image of the sun is distorted, but still very wonderful. The petals of the tropical flowers are picked up by the wind's breeze and fly around us, the dewdrops sticking to the surface reflect the light of the sun and twinkle. I close my eyes and smile, the warmth of the lowering sun spreads throughout my frozen body, it makes me feel good, I'm not sure why. Jumba always warned me to stay away from warmth or I would risk melting away...but something about this feeling makes me want more. Spoldy, as I like to call him, gives me a friendly nudge. I look at him, and he looks at me. He says that he really loves the veiw, and I nod my head in agreement. We turn back to the ocean veiw, some seaguls fly above the water. Someone calls my name from behind, but I don't recognize the voice. I turn around, nobody is there. I shrug and turn back to Splody, but he vanished into thin air. In shock, I stand up and take a few steps back, where did he go?! I feel my feet step into something soft and squishy, I look down to see my feet trapped in mud. Wait, that doesn't look like mud, it's dark and oozy...and moving. I try to move, I'm paniking, I fall onto my back, and the ooze swallows me after I close my eyes shut. I start to hear strange sounds, I can't identify them.
I decide to open my eyes, although I was reluctant, my curiosity kicks in. Slowly looking around, I watch in wonder as what seems to be streaks of light fell to the ground, and I am floating in a void. My feet touch an invisible floor, I walk around. I start to hear mixed voices get louder and louder, it makes me feel uncomfortable. I keep going, but I'm still worried, the sounds were distorted and creepy, but I was determined to keep going. As I walk the trek of the void, the reality check kicks in. Where am I? Why am I going this way anyway? How did I even get here? I don't understand, I can't comprehend it. The noise climbs, it makes me stop thinking about it, the sounds trapped in my head, I can't get them out. I close my eyes and clutch my head, it's making my head ache. I felt my feet leave the ground, I open my eyes sharply, I'm falling. The feeling of freefall makes my stomach turn, I feel like puking. My arms flail helplessly as I continued to fall into darkness.
There is a sphere of light that appears before me. A trail of sparkles follows it as it circles around me, what is this light? It feels soothing, relaxing, I start to feel fatigue, I close my eyes. I feel warmth spread within, I don't know if this is bad or good, but it feels calming. I feel my feet touch ground again, so I slowly open my eyes. My vision is faded and blurry, or maybe it's how I'm supposed to see what appears to be ten distorted silhouettes. One of the taller ones walks to me, the others trail behind him. I start to feel uneasy, who is this guy? His body shape, it looks like one of the common models Jumba would use for experiments.
Experiments?
I've never seen anything like them before, I know all my cousins by heart. But they...they look like us, but I don't know them. They can't be one of us, can they? The more I think, the closer they come to me. If they are experiments...they could be new...new and evil. Evil, and I am not that anymore. Are they attacking me? I take a few steps back, I can hear my heart beating faster, I'm feeling apprehensive, uncomfortable. I'm sweating, or melting, I don't have the time to decide why. They are coming to me, and they could be evil. I feel my back press against something cold, metallic. I look behind me, there is a wall. Turning my head around quickly, I see that I am actually in a room, and there is no exit, no door, no window, no vent, no way out. One of them, the tallest, stands in front of me. He reaches out a hand, he touches my neck. "Where is it?" He asks me.
I don't know how to reply, I take a breath of air, I stutter, "I-I...who are you?"
He tilts his head by about 15 degrees to the right, he continues to look at me. He tilts his head back to normal and locks his eyes to mine. I look back at him, I don't try to run. I don't know what's going on. If I run, they could all attack me and easily bring me down. "Where is it?" He asks me again.
"Wh-what?" I stutter.
"Where is it?!" He repeats himself. "Tell me where it is!"
"Where is what?!" I try to slip to my right, but he slams his arms to my sides, I can't get away from him. "Tell me, or I'll kill you."
I know I'm in trouble, I break myself apart into shards of ice and reform away from his grasp. "I don't know what you want!"
"It's right there! You just did it!"
I step backwards. "Did what?!"
"You have it, give it to me." The dark creature walks towards me. "Give it."
I turn around and try to run, but the others have surrounded me. I break apart again and zoom away from them, reforming outside their barrier. They're all after me, but I don't know why. Regardless, they want to kill me. I need to get out of here, now. "You can't escape, you will give me what is mine!" The creature ran to me. "I have nothing!" I run as fast as I can, but I am trapped in a room, there is no exit. I don't know how to escape from them, I'm trapped with them. I punch the wall. "Let me out!"
"You aren't going anywhere!"
I turn back to face him, he is taller than me, he could be stronger than me as well. Lights start to flicker in the room, illuminating my surroundings. I look at him, he has spines and sharp claws, he could rip me apart. I creative ice winds and encase him in ice, but he finds a way to break his shell from the inside. I can't defend myself like this, but I can't fight either. Not with him, I don't want to fight him. I don't have a choice, I draw out an ice sword. His sharp blades clash with my sword, they shatter it. They must be razor sharp, how can I defend myself from him? I make snowballs and throw them at him, but he shreds them in the air with his claws. My powers are useless against his. I can't run forever, I can't defend myself. I need help, but there is no one here to help me. Help me. They all jump on me, slam me on my back to the ground. They hold me down while the biggest comes towards me. He grazes my neck lightly with his sharp claws. My neck feels wet, I'm bleeding, why am I bleeding?! I can't, it's impossible. I have regeneration, it should heal instantly. But no, I'm bleeding. I try to break apart into pieces of ice, but it doesn't work. They took my powers away. How?! He smirks at me. "This power belongs to me." He breaks his arm off and it fixes instantly. He stole my powers.
No, not all of them. I can still use my ice. I let ice slip from my hands to encase my surroundings. I stand up quickly and draw out a new sword. He laughs at me and walks over.
"You really think you can fight me?" He asks, lightly brushing his fingertips down my arm. Cuts fill with rushing blood as he withdraws. He barely touched me, and I'm bleeding. He grins "I could destroy you right now if I wanted to, it won't be hard."
I step back, I drop my sword, I can't fight him. He can kill me, he will kill me. I turn around and try to run, I slam into the wall. He creeps up behind me.
"It seems you have nowhere to run, don't worry, I can make this quick and easy." He whispers.
I turn my head to look at him. "Why...why are you doing this?"
He laughs. "It's my programming, it's my pleasure."
"No...you don't have to do it! You can fight your programming!"
"But 523..."
He knows me. How does he know me? I look at him in the eyes, I'm shaking.
"I want to, because it's fun to watch people suffer." He smirks.
I shake my head. "It's not fun, it will come back to you, it's karma. You'll regret killing people, and it will hurt you with the burden of what you've done."
"It's not a burden, it's an achievement." He trails his fingers down my back, more cuts appear as he grazes the surface. "And killing a fellow experiment goes a long way, you know? It will be quite an achievement, us being so...destructive and all."
"Don't do this, please!" I beg. "I don't want to die!"
"It won't be so bad, it will be quick, and easy." He raises his sharp claws. "Any last words?"
I close my eyes, I slip to the ground, crying. "Please...tell them...I love them..."
He chuckled. "Famous last words. Goodbye 523, and thanks for that regeneration, I could really use it for fighting." He prepares to throw his claws at me. "Cause of death, shredded by 629." He lunges at me.
"No!" Slushy screamed. "No!" He sat up in bed, crying. "No...no..." He looked around. "It...it was a dream." To reassure himself, he broke his arm off and it reformed. He sighed and got out of bed. "Who was that...was he even real?" The string of words flew into his mind, 'Cause of death, shredded by 629.' He walked to the bathroom to wash his face, he felt tired regardless of the long 10 hour sleep he had. He picked up a hand mirror and cleaned himself, he thought he saw a small scar on his neck. He dropped the mirror and screamed. He quickly felt on his neck and realized he was only seeing things. He picked up the mirror, luckily he didn't break it. He placed it back in its shelf and returned to his room to sit on his bed. '629...he doesn't exist.' He thought to himself. 'Jumba promised he would never make experiments again.' He looked at the clock, it was time to go to work. He opened the door of his tiny home and stepped outside, taking in the fresh air. He locked the door and walked to work. However, something strange caught the corner of his right eye. He turned to look at a galactic bus dropping off people at the beach. He wondered why they were there, but he kept walking. As he walked, he noticed that there was a lot of alien visitors, and surprisingly, the human residents treated them...like just normal people. They didn't panic, they didn't freak out. Slushy wondered why, people weren't always used to him and his cousins, overtime they were accepted, however these aliens were coming in all at once, bringing suitcases and luggage, were they checking out Hawaii for a vacation? Splodyhead walked over to him, smiling. "Slushy!"
Slushy smiled. "Hey Splody, what's going on with all these visitors?"
Splodyhead scratched the back of his head. "Oh...erm...Earth is now part of the galactic alliance, so they may actually be taking residence here."
Slushy was stunned. "What?! When did that happen?!"
Splodyhead sighed, not sure what to say. 'I replaced his memories...he doesn't know why.' He sighed again. "Well Slushy, there was a court case...erm...discussion whether or not the galactic alliance should include Earth. And so...yeah!"
Slushy raised an eyebrow. "Why wouldn't I know about something this important?!"
Splodyhead bit his lip. He shook his head. "Doesn't matter. Ok?"
"Ok?" Slushy sighed. Splodyhead coughed lightly. "Uhh...Lilo is...having a party tonight."
Slushy smiled, mood changing rapidly. "Really?"
"Yeah, wanna come?" "Sure, what is it for?" Slushy was slightly confused, parties were fun, but Lilo only threw those on special occasions, like creation days (experiment birthdays) or her own birthday. Mostly because Nani doesn't want the house to be flooded with genetic experiments, despite the fact that they were reformed. He found himself asking, "Like...why?" Splodyhead didn't know how to tell him. 'It's for him...so Lilo could make him feel better, but I changed his memories.' He smiled anyways. "You'll see." He quickly ran to Lilo's house to explain that Slushy didn't remember the horrid events.
Slushy slowly walked up the creaking wooden steps of Lilo's house. He opened the door and looked inside, the lights were out. Did he get the time wrong? No, the house clock said that the party should be on now. He scratched his head and stepped inside. The lights switched on and his cousins and Lilo jumped from hiding locations, cheering "Surprize!"
A surprize too much, Slushy screamed and ran outside. He crouched on the wooden porch and caught his breath. 'I...for a second there I thought it was him...but it's just my friends.' He stood up and walked inside agian.
Splodyhead walked over to him. "Are you ok? That wasn't like you at all."
Slushy chuckled and swung his arm. "Naw, I was messing with you, I'm not scared of my friends."
"That scream sounded legit." Reuben whispered to Bonnie. She nodded in agreement.
"So...why the surprize?" Slushy scratched the back of his head. "It's not my creation day or anything."
"But...you were...umm..." Lilo looked at Splodyhead. "Attacked by a wolf, and we want to make you feel better!"
Slushy smiled. "To make a party for me because of that? You guys are the best."
Jumba entered the room. "Oh, hallo my experiments." He walked to the fridge and took out some strange can with liquid nitrogen in it. "Just grabbing scientific material, do not be minding me..." He left the house and walked to the ship.
Clyde scratched his head. "What's his problem?"
"Ehh, let the evil genius do his thing Clyde." Bonnie sighed. "Anyways, are we having a party or what?"
"What?" Sparky asked. "Sorry, couldn't hear you over Stitch listing how much he is excited for that coconut cake on the table."
Stitch was drooling and his eyes were fixed on the creamy treat.
"How about we start?" Lilo smiled.
The cousins played games, board games, video games, charades, all kinds of stuff. Jumba again entered the room and grabbed more sciency things.
"Anyone want to know what that crazy Jumba is doing?" Sparky asked as he popped open a can of Coke.
"Not really." Stitch said, chugging a 16 oz bottle of Coke while also shoving coconut cake into his mouth. "Meega care more about food."
Slushy watched from the window as Jumba walked to his ship. "Actually, yeah, I do want to know."
"So let's go see." Lilo smiled. "Anyone want to come?"
There were mixed opinions, some cousins shook their heads, others nodded, and some just shrugged. "Ok, Sparky and Splodyhead, you can come."
The small group walked down to Jumba's ship.
They split up and crept around in the shadows of the room. Slushy slid under a desk when Jumba entered the room he was searching. He started to feel uneasy, something about the small, metal box (that was also slightly rusty) was quite...odd. Jumba whistled a free tune as he worked. He set the box on the desk on top of Slushy and then walked to his mini-lab to do work. Slushy reached a hand up for the box, but Jumba entered the room, so he quickly withdrawn his arm. Jumba walked over to the desk and scratched his chin, Slushy held his breath. Jumba picked up the box and took it to the lab. Slushy quickly moved behind the door to take a peek. Jumba set the box on a high shelf, and then cracked his knuckles, ready to start. Slushy slipped inside and hid behind some boxes, listening. He picked up loose phrases such as, "Evil genius has done it again." or "Will be most successful batch yet." He scratched his head, what did it mean? Batch of new inventions? Was there an invention in that box?
"Is anyone there?" Jumba looked behind him. Slushy held his breath. He must have made a sound when hiding in the boxes. Jumba shrugged and continued working. Slushy crept up to the shelf and reached up, but he wasn't tall enough to reach, in fact, he was barely as tall as the desk below the shelf. He looked at Jumba, who was leaving the room. He climbed up the desk and reached for the shelf, but even then he did not have the sufficient height to reach his goal, just a few inches from his grasp. So close, yet so far away. He jumped and grabbed onto the edge of the shelf, his feet dangling loosely a few inches from the table. He reached his arm to the box, slow and steady. But then, the shelf cracked, and he fell onto the floor. The box was just a few inches from his face. He quickly snagged it and hid when Jumba entered the room.
"What is meaning of this?!" Jumba walked over to the scene. Slushy quickly scurried to the door, Jumba turned around. "523? What are you doing?!"
Slushy quickly ran out the door, Jumba chased him. He exited the ship and ran to a secret location that only he and his cousins knew. He sat at the edge of a cliff and sighed. He looked at the box, what was there anyways? It seemed to be just an ordinary, stereotypical scientist box, but something about it made it really important to Jumba, and something else about it made Slushy feel uneasy. He decided to pop it open, to take a look, but still...
"Slushy? I thought you were with us looking at Jumba's things?" Splodyhead said, pushing through vines and walking to his friend. "You ok?"
"I...Splody, I found this." Slushy showed the box. "I don't know what's in it, but it's important to Jumba."
"So let's take a peek! We can give it back, no even better! We hold onto it and make him explain it!"
"But how do we open it?" Slushy shook the box. "And...should we even open the box? I mean...you know Pandora's box, right? Something horrible could happen if we open it."
"Come on Slushy, it can't be that bad." Splodyhead chuckled, taking the box away from Slushy. "Let me take a look...uhh...there is a passcode for it. Three numbers."
"Maybe it's 626." Slushy sighed, "Everyone knows how fond Jumba is of Stitch."
Splodyhead tried to combination, but it failed. "That's strange, it's not 626, but that's like his password for everything."
Slushy took the box back. 'How do we open it?' He felt something as he looked at the lock. He reached out his right hand and slowly turned the numbers, ending with the combination of 523, quite ironically.
"Oh, like you're number is going to work." Splodyhead sighed, laying on the grass. "Let me know if it does."
Slushy heard a click. "It's unlocked!"
Splodyhead sat up quickly. "Really?! Ok, we'll talk about that later...what's in the box?"
Slushy slowly pushed the lid open. Inside were ten spheres, each colored blue, each with a number on it. Slushy investigated. The first one made him drop the box and scream.
"Slushy, calm down!" Splodyhead said, shaking Slushy. "What's gotten into you?"
"629!" Slushy yelled. "It's real!"
"What? 629?!" Splodyhead looked at the ten pods in the grass. "No, Slushy, there is more, all the way to 638!"
"This can't be happening!" Slushy panicked, remembering his dream. "They want to kill me!"
"What?! How? You've never even met them, same vise versa." Splodyhead picked up the pods and placed them back in their box. "Why do you think they want to kill you? Jumba programmed us all in a way so we never hurt each other."
"You don't get it!" Slushy grabbed his head. "They want me!"
"They're fine, look." Splodyhead brought the box over to Slushy. "It's fine."
Slushy screamed and pushed the box away, the pods accidentally fell off the cliff.
"Look what you've done!" Splodyhead panicked. "What are we going to tell Jumba?!"
"I...I didn't mean to!" Slushy covered. "I!"'
"I can't believe you, this isn't like you." Splodyhead sighed and walked through the vines. Well...time to tell them the news, you just unleashed ten experiments into the wild, and them being in my series, and them being after Leroy, these ten guys would be the doomsday experiments that will destroy us all." Splodyhead paused to wait for Slushy to join him.
"What?!" Slushy walked over, confused and worried.
"Well...I mean if we don't stop them, I'm sure Lilo and Stitch can take care of this, and we can help."
"You're sure?" Splodyhead winked. "Sure I am." He took Slushy by the hand. "If anything we should be worried about, it's Jumba..."
Slushy gulped. "He's going to dissassemble me...I know it!"
"Shh, no he won't, or Lilo and Stitch will disassemble him. Come on Slushy, we can fix this mess."
"We can?"
"Positive."
To be continued.