Lilo and Stitch
Gems of Tomorrow
By WatsonSword
I was suddenly hit by a wave of inspiration the other day and had to write this. Unfortunately, this means that I am now working on two fics simultaneously, those being Empire of The Pacific, and this one, Gems of Tomorrow. As a result, my updates for either story will be somewhat infrequent as I'm writing for both at once.
Before you begin reading, I have a few notes on what I imagine the voices of my new characters to be like. To have effect, I have listed several voice actors/actresses and their previous roles to better let you imagine exactly what their voices sound like.
Emerald: Tera Strong, who also voiced Stitch's Bujibu Angel, voices Emerald. Emerald's voice is just different enough from Angel's so that you could tell them apart if, and only if, they were speaking to each other.
Ruby: Anna Garduno voices Ruby. Her previous role was as Palmon in the first season of Digimon.
Sapphire: Saffron Henderson voices Sapphire. He did Gohan in the very first season of DragonballZ.
Somewhere between the Orion and Centauri constellations.
A small gray shuttle looking like little more than a box with engines attached to the back made a barrel roll through space and then righted itself, flying away at full throttle. One of its engines was shot and was now a blackened piece of metal pouring out smoke.
In a slow pursuit was a gargantuan black ship shaped like an arrowhead with a split tip. Turrets popping up out of every nook and cranny in the ships hull each fired a barrage of green plasma balls at the escaping shuttle.
Inside the cockpit of the shuttle, a very different and distraught grand councilwoman of the galactic federation clenched her teeth as she swerved her shuttle every which way to avoid the blasts coming from her pursuers.
The grand councilwoman no longer looked grand in her cheap cockpit. She was dressed in a plain white tunic with long sleeves and a turtleneck, along with her plain white baggy pants with elastic ankles. Her face was a mess of scars and her left eye was now a circular metal plate with what looked to be a camera lens just in the center.
The grand councilwoman yanked back her control stick turning her shuttle ninety degrees straight up. The chasing ship did not turn to follow, but its turrets kept their lock and kept firing.
The grand councilwoman threw her whole body too and fro in her seat as she desperately tried to dodge blast after blast. But one shot skimmed the roof of her shuttle, tearing open the plating to reveal the electronics within.
"Warning!" the shuttle computer sounded. "Hull damage on section seven."
"Would you shut up!" The grand councilwoman yelled at the computer while still desperately trying to dodge the blasts from her pursuer.
"Calculations complete. Ready for hyperspace jump." The computer sounded again.
"At last!" The grand councilwoman sighed with relief. She reached down below her control panel, grabbed a handle attached to a striped bar in the floor beneath her control panel, yanked it out, turned it a quarter turn, and shoved it back in.
The shuttle's engines glowed a bright white, and the shuttle shot off into hyperspace, leaving a glowing purple shockwave in its wake.
Inside the bridge of the massive black ship was a perfectly ordered and symmetrical mess of black metal and computer consoles. In the giant seat overlooking the main viewscreen, Gantu sat and slammed his fist into the armrest.
"Blitznak! She went into hyperspace." Gantu shouted, leaning forward. "All hands brace for impact!"
That was when a dull gray triangle, about four inches across, pinned to Gantu's chest lit up to a bright yellow.
Everyone on the bridge turned to look as Gantu dropped out of his chair and fell on the floor, putting his hands to his neck, writhing and growling in pain.
The triangle returned to its previous dull gray and Gantu released his neck and gasped for air.
A familiar voice was heard from behind Gantu's seat. "I give the orders on this ship not you!"
Gantu rolled over to look back at his seat as two thin metal legs reached around from behind it and grabbed hold of the top. The metal legs hoisted themselves up and soon two more pairs were revealed. Like a giant robotic daddy-longlegs, they lifted themselves up, attached to a metal breastplate on the chest of Dr. Jacques Von Hamsterviel, and sat their master down on Gantu's Former seat. The legs then extended outward and rested themselves on the armrests of the chair.
"Now," Hamsterviel said, "All hands brace for impact."
Everyone on the bridge turned back to their consoles and grabbed the edges of their seats.
The purple shockwave collided with the ship. The bridge crew released their grips on their seats and staired at each other in confusion as only a light shake was felt.
Gantu slowly sat up and rubbed his head. "I keep forgetting just how well armored the Zodiac is."
"Well armored, but SLOW!" Hamsterviel complained. "Why is it that a meager shuttle can outrun the flagship of the galactic alliance?"
One of the crew turned toward Hamsterveil. "Well, this ship is fifteen kilometers in length."
Dr. Hamsterviel glared at the crewmember, a small green light flashed on his metal breastplate. Another gray triangle on the crewmember's chest glowed a bright yellow and he dropped from his seat into the fetal position, screaming into his chest..
"That was a rhetorical question!" Hamsterviel shouted out. "And rhetorical questions do not call for answers! Therefore, you shall not answer them! Do you understand me you pathetic excuse for a nameless minion you?"
"Yes sir!" the crewmember screamed out between his cries of pain.
"That's yes master! Get it right!"
"Yes master!"
The light on Hamsterviel's breastplate changed from green, to blue, and the triangle on the crewman's chest stopped glowing. The crewman ceased his screaming and continued to lye on the floor with his eyes closed, shivering.
Gantu turned back toward Hamsterviel. "Um... Master? Shouldn't we be pursuing her?"
"No!" Hamsterviel shouted back. "She is now powerless. She cannot threaten us any longer. We will not waste our time on such trivial matters as her. Set course back to planet Turo!"
"Setting course for planet Turo." Another crewmember answered. "Nava-calculations to be completed in one minute, seventeen seconds."
Hamsterviel grumbled under his breath. "Why do I have to wait so long for the Zodiac's stupid computer to complete its calculating?"
Still another crewmember turned around and opened her mouth, but hesitated before speaking.
"Was that a rhetorical question sir, uh, master?"
Hamsterviel sneered at the her. "YES!"
Lopos, second moon of Avora VII.
A flash of light in space marked the exit of the former grand councilwoman's shuttle from hyperspace. Upon its entrance into real space, the remaining main engines of the shuttle flared up and ceased functioning.
With smoke now pouring from all broken engines, the shuttle began its descent toward the green surfaced moon with maneuvering thrusters only.
The surface of the moon was flat green rock and green sky with the occasional towering blue stalk jutting up from the ground like many far between flagpoles.
A fireball descended through the atmosphere at a dangerously steep angle. The flames went out when once the shuttle reached the moon's troposphere. The maneuvering thrusters on the shuttle fired in full reverse to try to slow its descent This was just barely enough for the shuttle to survive its impact with the ground as it slid for many kilometers, tearing the plating off the bottom of the hull and knocking over many blue stalks.
When the shuttle stopped, and the dust cleared, a small airlock at the base of the shuttle front spun open, and the former grand councilwoman, wearing dark goggles and an airmask, walked outside and surveyed the landscape.
The former grand councilwoman looked up at the sky to see two suns beating down on her. One small and yellow, one slightly larger and dark red. She looked to the other side of the sky to see a small white moon in the distance, and a very large planet of red and white folds much closer.
"Please be here." She whispered to herself. "Please be here. Otherwise we're all doomed."
The former grand councilwoman reached into the back pocket of her baggy white pants and pulled out a glass plate displaying a map in blue with a red dot in the center, and an blinking orange dot off in the distance.
She put the glass plate back in her pocket and walked back through the small airlock into the shuttle. After a few minutes had passed, a hovering chopper with the former grand councilwoman at the stick shot out of the airlock and off into the horizon.
In a distant place, the scenery looked much the same from where the shuttle had landed, only sticking out from the dirt was a tube with an airlock, similar to the airlock one the former grand councilwoman's shuttle, but much larger.
A speeding trail of dust whipping up on the horizon could be seen getting closer to the tube in the ground. Finally, the dust trail began to slow down and the chopper carrying the former grand councilwoman came into view.
The chopper stopped right in front of the tube, and the former grand councilwoman hopped off and slowly approached its airlock.
She knelt down and knocked on the airlock twice. When she heard a mechanical sound she turned her head to see a thin pole extending from under the dirt with what appeared to be a camera on the end of it.
The camera swiveled around to look at her for a few seconds and then retracted back under the dirt.
The air lock opened, sucking the outside dust inside, allowing the former grand councilwoman to enter.
When the airlock closed around her, the room filled with cloudy gas. The former grand councilwoman took off her mask and goggles and breathed the air in the room.
The opposite end of the airlock opened up and the former grand councilwoman walked down a ramp into a massive circular room lit up only at her end.
What she could see was that about ten meters in front of her was some kind of dome shaped barrier, looking like the swirly rainbow patterns on a soap bubble.
With great echoes throughout the room, a voice called out that the former grand councilwoman would never in many eons have imagined that she would be happy to hear.
"I have been expecting you grand councilwoman." The voice called out.
"There is no more grand council Dr. Jookiba" She replied. "Just call me Zafyrie, because that's all I am now."
The second half of the room then lit up. Dr. Jumba Jookiba looked humbly at the woman named Zafyrie from within the strange bubble.
"Very well Ms. Zafyrie." Jumba replied. "But you may be changing mind as to how I am addressing you once you step into field. Is a very rejuvenating experience no?"
Zafyrie looked at Jumba with her eyes squinted.
Jumba continued. "Oh yes! I am not being the only one here who is wishing to welcome you."
Suddenly, peaking their heads out from behind Jumba were three small creatures each with an amazing resemblnce to a creation of Dr. Jookiba from long ago who called himself Stitch.
One was a light sea green with a white belly and a V shaped green stripe on its chest. It had thin bulb ended antennae extending from its head, as well as two more pairs extending from its back.
The second was slightly larger than Stitch. It was bright red with a firey orange belly and orange rings around its eyes. It had Stitch's four arms and Stitch's antennae and quills on its back, all bright red.
The third was the spitting image of Stitch in his dog disguise, with no extra limbs or appendages, only it was slightly smaller, and a lighter shade of blue.
Zafyrie was stunned at the sight. Her eyes went wide and her jaw hung open.
"Is that?" She said stuttering. "Is that really you?… Emerald?… Ruby?… Sapphire?"
The three creatures jumped out from behind Jumba and pranced up to Zafyrie with the brightest smiles on their faces, but they stopped upon reaching the edge of the strange bubble.
"Zafyrie!" Sapphire shouted. "I haven't seen you in so long!"
"Will you let us sit on your shoulders like you always do?" Ruby pleaded.
"Where's Stitch and Angel? Where's Lilo and Nani?" Emerald asked.
Zafyrie's jaw started quivering and a tear came down her cheek. "I thought..." she began, "I thought you three would've disappeared by now."
"We would've" Sapphire answered. "If it wasn't for Jumba's static temporal shield. We exist only as long as we're inside it."
Sapphire put his hand through the wall of the bubble, but nothing came out the other side. Zafyrie could see the cross section of Sapphire's arm at touching the edge of the bubble. Fur, skin, muscle, and bone. Sapphire pulled his arm back behind the bubble again and it reformed.
"Static temporal shield will not be lasting forever Ms. Zafyrie." Jumba said. "Temporal fissure caused by Dr. Hamsterviel's meddlings has become too great a stress for it to bear. I am believing it will be collapsing into nothing..." Jumba looked down at the three small creatures at the edge of the field, who all turned around and looked back up at him with slightly sad expressions. "I am believing it will be collapsing in two and a half orbital cycles of Lopos around Avora Seven. Then, I will be becoming helpless cripple once more, and Emerald, Ruby, and Sapphire, will be all ceasing to exist."
The trio of small creatures looked back up at Zafyire.
"Come on inside Zafyrie." Emerald beckoned, all three of her right tendrils in a come-hither motion. "It's all right, it'll feel good."
Hesitantly, Zafyrie put her hand up to the bubble, and pushed it through. The hand on the other side though, was not dressed in its plain white sleeve, but in the elaborate décor it once had when it belonged to the grand councilwoman of the galactic federation.
Marvelling at this occurrence, Zafyrie stepped through the bubble. Now she found herself dressed in the regal uniform she once adorned in the capitol building of Turo Prime. She lifted her hands up to feel her face. All of her scars were gone, and her left eye was back.
"Incredible" She whispered to herself.
She looked down at the feel of a tugging on her robe to see Ruby looking up at her. She kneeled down to look at the creature.
"Lady Zafyrie?" Ruby asked. "Where's Angel and Stitch? Where's my Ohana?"
Zafyrie closed her eyes. She didn't want to tell them this, but she had to.
"After his hostile takeover. Hamsterviel's first target was Earth. He used the fusion cannons on the Zodiac to melt the polar ice caps, and then to boil the oceans. Stitch, Angel, all your other siblings, and your adoptive human family… are all dead."
The gleeful faces of the three little creatures shattered upon hearing those words.
They could only hold it in a few seconds. They all burst out into tears buried their heads in Zafyrie's legs. Zafyrie could barely manage to wrap her arms all the way around them, and hold them closer to her.
"I'm sorry." She whispered toward the trio buried in her robes.
"There is a way to bring them back though." Zafyrie tried to reassure them. They looked up at her all still on the verge of crying a frenzy.
Zafyrie stood up.
"That is why I have come to see you Jumba" She said.
"I am knowing it is." Jumba responded.
"The theorems behind the machine that Hamsterviel used to create this predicament were pioneered by you."
"Is being correct."
"Therefore, you are the only one who can fix this situation."
"Is also being correct."
"So you have to go back and stop Hamsterviel from killing experiment 624!"
Sapphire's eyes widened at his sudden realization. "So that's how he did it."
Ruby and Emerald began to sob again.
"Angel." Ruby cried to herself.
"No…" Emerald cried to herself.
"Jumba" Zafyrie continued. "If you can prevent Angel's death, then everything will go back to the way it should be. Can you do this?"
"I can." Jumba nodded at Zafyrie. "I already have machine built and tested. But only one thing is remaining that I am needing for to be making machine fully functional. Four kilograms of one hudred percent pure Uburnium."
"One hundred percent pure?" Zafyrie gasped at Jumba. "Even seven percent is illegal."
"Without it, machine will not be working."
"Very well. I'm sure there's a black market somewhere where I can get it."
"You must be being back before two and a half orbital cycles of Lopos around Avora Seven are over, and static temporal shield collapses."
"Then you will go back and fix everything?"
Jumba lowered his head and then sat down on the ground. "Actually… No. I cannot go back for to be in potential combat. I am just fat lazy slob with bad heart and slipped disc."
Jumba looked up, and suddenly grinned.
"They will be going!" Jumba said, pointing to Emerald, Ruby, and Sapphire.
