A/N: Hey there. This story is a Homestuck themed remake of Lilo & Stitch, but it's not going to be as goofy as the heart warming Disney classic. As always, reviews and fanworks are welcome at all times.
Homestuck belongs to Andrew Hussie.
Prologue
The star filled space around the small grey world sparkled mischievously, almost laughing tauntingly at the denizens that dwelled on the planet. The night was sickeningly silent on the streets, the only rustle around from a lone a flayer blowing in the wind as it crossed the dazzling pink moon before perching on a mailbox. The paper read "Justice to the Damned," splattered in blood of questionably indigo or violent origins, flaked and dried from age.
Not far off from this site was a towering building, stretching up into the night sky as if daring to touch the hovering stars above. The faint murmur of voices could barely be heard outside, as if the building itself was to its breaking point from containing the numerous individuals inside. Rows upon rows of spectators lined the walls of the galley. All of them nervous and excited for the unexpected and unexplained trial of the land prince, the grand highblood, Gamzee Makara.
The grand doors to the court block are pushed open, creaking gently, and the room goes silent with anticipation. The troll in question is shuffled in slowly, chains clacking and grinding together horribly on his too big limbs. Many of the audience present would vouch the man as a gentle giant, a saint amongst the high bloods. Some more courageous viewers in the higher seats shouting that this is wrong, but the front row see the truth. Deep within his eyes, behind his paint and scarred skin, it was obvious that something within this man had snapped and broken. A boiling and burning rage barely contained by the guards ushering him to the podium. Two carts covered in satin as pulled to either side of the towering figure, a whimper heard from one and a shrill growl from the other.
A council sits before the room, the panel of five staring the man down. The empress takes the stand, appearing as if from the shadows of the room, hair flowing and cascading elegantly as if still waving in the murky waters she calls home.
"Read the charges," she commands, face sneering in pain.
A slim female in red glasses scoffs a bit at the empress as she raises from her seat. She takes her time in patting down her finely pressed uniform and flipping her hair. The woman lifts her head high and crosses her hands delicately over a read cane, the jeweled eyes of a dragon glaring down at the monstrous man while living eyes can not.
"Gamzee Makara, grand highblood and ambassador for land and sea communication, you stand before the court today accused of harboring dangerous extraterrestrial life and plotting to use them for world wide acts of treason. How do you plead?"
He grinned at the girl, "Now come on my teal blooded sister, do you think little old me could do that?"
"Don't bullshit me Makara!" She snapped back, gripping one hand on a railing.
"Language, legislator," reminded the Empress.
The Legislator cleared her throat to regain composure with the help of a friendly pat on the shoulder from the empress. "We do not need a testimony from you with the evidence so painstaking clear and physically in front of us," the empress said.
As if on queue, the clothes are removed from the carts to reveal two green alien creatures. One cowered and covered it's face while the other banged and scratched at the glass of it's prison.
"Then why do you even have me motherfucking here?" Makara growled deeply.
"We have reasons to believe that you have accomplices!" the teal blood shrieked.
The highblood ignored the girl in favor of staring down the empress. "And what would make you think that?"
She flipped her hand, "Our intelligence agents have informed us that these creatures, or cherubs, are unnatural. As if genetically mutated after birth. From these past days of study, it has come to the attention of the scientific community that these two entities belong to the same being but forced apart by means unknown as of now."
Quiet whispers and gasps fill the room, awaiting his answer.
And waited.
But none came.
The empress let out a sigh of frustration, knowing this was to be expected. "What can you tell me about these... things..?"
The brown blood jerked a bit in surprise from her other side, hurriedly scrambling through papers in front of him. "The lime blooded female is docile and highly intelligent, however has no memory of anyone except Mr. Makara."
"And what about the other one?" The yellow blood said irritably.
"Ah, well. He is of red blood, much like our Intergalactic Ambassador."
"And?" Prompted the blue blood.
The man looked down to the snarling mini terror, "He seems to be unconditionally vicious."
"So it's a monster," concluded the Legislator.
She cackled a little, "I wasn't expecting an execution this evening."
"Are you mad?" yelped the brown blood, swinging his head in the direction of the teal blood and almost bashing the blue blood in the head. "It is only a child! You can't honestly kill a wriggler and sleep soundly."
The girl opened her mouth to rebut, but the Empress held up a hand. "Perhaps it can be reasoned with."
She looked down to the highblood. "Does the red blood have a name?"
He growled and looked away from the woman, "Caliborn."
"Right then, Caliborn. If it is within your understanding, give us a sign that there is something within you that is good."
The cherub ceased it scratching and endless hissing for a moment before it began to spew half coherent threats and garbled meshes of predatorily sounds, alarming the council briefly.
"That was a waste of everyone's time," The legislator sneered.
"Agreed, however, Nitram is correct. We cannot go about killing a child, regardless of species. We have put those days behind this world."
The audience of the room grows deathly silent as it awaits for the verdict. The empress glanced around before settling back upon the highblood.
"Gamzee Makara, I find you guilty of all of the previous stated charges. You are hereby sentenced to prison until further notice. And as for those creatures, they are to be delivered to a deserted planet in the farthest reaches of the galaxy. Take them away."
The legislator tapped her cane with a victorious grin, "With pleasure."
The giant troll growled in distress as he was forcibly yanked back and toward a shadowed doorway where no doubt sinister dungeons lay in wait for him. The lime blooded child within the glass prison cried out in panic and lightly scratched the glass, wide green eyes sparkling in fright as he disappeared from her sight.
The carts began to move, a small jerk before the wheels turned screeching, deafened by the hollering in the court block, the grossed gasps of nearby spectators witnessing the terrible baby faced monsters. While the female ducted her head in fright, the male was vivacious in the spot light. He sneered and stretched, ugly distorted laughter as he watched all of their angry pathetic faces. He felt there was nothing better then their misery.
The joy was short lived as the doors swung open and the carts were jammed over the threshold and into an awaiting space craft, large and gleaming the most delectable red. His smile dropped almost instantly as they were pushed up a shaky ramp and loaded into the ship. The female uncovered her face and took in the surroundings for a moment before hearing the loud clacking of boots approaching.
"The boy is to be locked in a security unit immediately," the teal legislator said commandingly.
The guard nodded and whipped the cart around clumsily and rushed down a hallway. "What about this one madam?" the second guard asked innocently as they moved out of the way for the court official to get a closer look.
The female creature was nothing much to look at, thin and small, covered in only an obscure purple cod piece. Sick and twisted, she thought for a moment of how this child must have been treated under Makara's care. "The files say she is docile, I suppose the only just thing is to test that before we go about locking her up too."
The entire ship shook as the engines whirled to life and began to ascend. The legislator stood her ground as she clicked her keys into the lock of the cage and open the glass cautiously, waiting for the creature to try to escape. The little girl just stared wide eyed up at the troll, unaware of what seemed to be happening. A gloved hand reached in slowly, still weary of the danger, before scooping the child up and bringing her out of the container.
"Madam..?" the guard shivered a bit nervously.
The woman held the child up by her armpits, her little feet kicking out gently in discomfort. "Can you speak?"
"Yuh huh," the girl cooed in response weakly, her terror evident.
"Do you have a name?" the teal blood asked, bringing the child closer.
"Calli.. ope," she said in a ridiculous spit accent.
The troll couldn't help a pucker faced grin at the girl. "Can you say, Terezi? That's my name."
"Ta.. Tezi" Was the successful enough response that earned a closed mouth giggle from the professional court woman.
"Madam?" The guard interrupted.
Terezi looked back to him, poker face armed and ready. "I see no harm in keeping the female with me for the duration of the trip, please see to it that the others are well equipped when dealing with the male."
"Yes madam!" Came the salute before he scurried away.
The court legislator adjusted the small girl in her arms comfortably, cooing a little at the child, "Nothing to be scared of, I'm going to take good care of you."
Calliope made cute gasps every time a door whizzed open on the way to the control deck, which brought a smile to Terezi's face. She was a little envious of that innocent childlike wonder the girl was finding in everything. The legislator was greeted with standard salutes when she strode into the control room. She nodded to them individually, respectfully, before taking her seat in the central chair, the small green creature nestled securely on her lap.
A guard entered not long after the ship began it's steady course into the starry sky, holding his hand. "Th-the male is secure madam," he wheezed.
The faint smell of olive drifted up to the legislator and without turning to acknowledge him she muttered, "He bit you didn't he?"
The man sighed in shame, "Yea.."
"Better have that looked at."
"Yes madam," he whined like a child before heading back out.
They are not to be together.
Terezi scratched a bit at her ear before moving her legs a bit, settling down into her plush chair. Calliope shifted herself, almost mimicking the troll woman before slouching into her side comfortably. The court official could feel this trip would be a long one indeed, even using methods like hyper-drive. She didn't wish to feel it, but drowsiness was already starting to settle in. It had been a long day and night to her, cloaked in daytime and running about at night to find the elusive scoundrel. She accomplished her goal, to punish the cruel man for his wrongdoings. He managed to convince the nation, the world, of a pseudo kindness but she knew the truth. The long days full of restless nightmares over him but now he was finally where he belonged.
She reached over the child, patting her bald head gently. Her satisfaction weighing in heavier in relief knowing she saved an innocent child from him. Terezi smiled lazily down at the confused girl, who only managed to blink sleepily in return.
The last thing the legislator saw before drifting off into a pleasant nap was a faint glowing blue that smelled as if it was coming from her very mind.
The dream was short and pleasant, the court woman playing with a rare lime blooded troll child adorned with flowers and worshipped by silhouettes all around them. A stark bright light was all Terezi could see aside from the shadows of bowed figures and the child before her. She scoffed a bit, how fitting a way to figure out this was all a dream. Naturally it had to be, since she herself was blind.
Her eyes fluttered open and the first thing she was greeted with was the shrill alarm and a booming automated voice announcing that an unauthorized vehicle had departed from the docking bay. The legislator fumbled a moment with a switch before the surveillance clicked back on the monitors, displaying every guard sound asleep and the security unit's door ajar and the room was completely empty.
Terezi's fist slammed down on the emergency distress signal.
"Who is responsible for this?!" the Empress screamed.
"No one knows F.F., there isn't any sign of forced entry, stowaways or-" a yellow blood began from a computer.
"Get Vantas in here now!" She demanded, face flushing fuscia in anger.
"Your majesty, the ship's projections are complete!" Saluted the bulky blue blood from the adjacent monitor. "It appears to be a planet in the milkest galaxy, a puny world named Earth."
"Very good Zahhak, arm troops. We will send a recovery team imm-"
"Nope. Bad idea. Forbidden. Access fucking denied," chimed a lithe man adorn in red and grey.
This man, no doubt the Intergalactic Ambassador from a shiny golden pin embellishing his chest, strode in with a suave and relaxed posture, easily avoiding bustling bodies on nimble feet.
"And why do you figure?" The empress clicked her tongue in dismay.
"Because humans are dim witted, paranoid driven maniacs. I mean seriously, if you thought we were bad." He made a single finger swirling gesture next to his left ear to emphasize how crazy he felt the species was.
"Humans?" She squinted with disbelief.
"Yea, they are the fleshy pink primates that inhabit the planet. They are prone to mass hysteria at any sign of things that are strange or different." He strode over to the computer occupied by the yellow blood and clicked a couple of buttons. "Not even joking here, these insufferable shit sponges fight about things as idiotic as variation in skin tones and gender, just imagine what they will do if an invasive alien species decides to ram it's macho space cruiser bulge right up the anal crevice of their society. "
"Then what do you suggest we do?" The yellow blood seemed uninterested with this topic, almost forcing the question out.
"Send in two officers, one for the capture and one for cover. The cover will pose as a human to distract the populace while the other focuses on bringing in the... uh, what is it that we are even trying to get?" He turned back to the queen.
"A young cherub called Caliborn," she stated simply.
"Wait, the baby from the fucking court hearing today?" The ambassador's jaw hung open a little. "Wasn't Terezi in charge of transport? What happened?"
"Calm yourself, Ambassador. The Legislator was not harmed. She reported that the entire crew had fallen unconscious and allowed the mutated creature to escape," Zahhak chimed in.
"Never mind that, we need to get your partner ready," the empress cut in quickly. "According to the map, the ship will land on an isolated island in the middle of a large ocean. I trust you to be equipped enough as you are, correct?"
"Well yea, I was pretty much raised in the wat- wait a second, partner?" The man gritted his teeth.
"Yes, another exceptional aquatic athlete," she smiled sweetly.
"I'm not going on an extended work only voyage with Eridan."
"I'm not sending Eridan, good glub Karcrab," she puffed out her cheeks in dismay.
"Then who?" He took a step forward out of curiosity.
Suddenly the door creaked open and everyone in the room froze as a man was shuffled into the room. Shackled and towering aimlessly high was the now infamous Gamzee Makara. He peered down on all those around him, judgmental and lividly angry.
"Are you mad? This bigfoot monstrosity will eat me alive before we even dock!" The Ambassador hissed at the empress. "I'll take Eridan, I was jokin-"
"I am completely serious Karkat," the queen dead panned. "He is thought to have accomplices which no doubt aided in the release and escape of the cherub. As you work to retrieve the lost child, you will monitor him in order to discover who his accomplices are."
"Alright Feferi, but what is stopping him from making me into a squishy crunchy lunch?" Karkat narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms tightly.
"Right now he has been subdued with a tranquilizing agent. Apply it very hour and you should be fine." Feferi ensured. "If he starts to become out of your control then feel free to kill him."
"Fine, god damn it," Karkat growled out.
He straighten his posture and smoothed the lines of his stressed face, he stepped lightly to the giant. Karkat took one long look into the hateful eyes of Gamzee and wondered if he was setting out on a mission to capture a monster or was being thrown into the pits of hell to unleash one.