The Experiment Tournament
Chapter 1: The City of Alyzaum
Author's Note: This story contains many experiments from the show as well as experiments I've made up myself. Although all the experiments have names, they will be referred to by number because this story takes place before the creation of Stitch. Also, all alien languages are translated into English so don't be surprised to see every experiment in the story speaking English.
Not so long ago, near a star far from Earth, there was a planet located in the Delta Quadrant of the galaxy. This lowly planet is known as Beta-Qaun, a planet inhabited by a race of beings who are famous for being lowly scoundrels. Their race is naturally malevolent at best, driven by greed and an obsession to obtain personal power. Although they're not the worst race the United Galactic Federation has seen, they are still unlawful and ever since Beta-Qaun was admitted as part of the UGF, they've been heavily watched over by the police force. But what the UGF is really worried about is the races' interest in meddling with nature. Whether it was genetics, chemicals, or machines, scientists of Beta-Qaun have always had a habit of focusing their attention on illegal sciences such as making weapons of mass destruction, creating mutants, or performing dangerous medical practices but even the most hated creeps of Beta-Qaun is no match for one evil genius who had taken the science of mutations to a whole new level. However, this man would be hard to find on Beta-Qaun because the most clever, the most dangerous, and the most intelligent evil genius Beta-Qaun has ever seen…is not on Beta-Qaun.
Instead, he is in his lab which is located on an asteroid which orbits in the asteroid belt located in the solar system where Beta-Qaun is located. Here on this asteroid, far from the eyes of Beta-Qaun and its police force, a secret lab was constructed and maintained by possibly the most ingenious scientist Beta-Qaun, and possibly the whole galaxy, has ever seen. His name is none other than Dr. Jumba Jookiba. A man who dedicated his life to the creation of illegal mutations and creatures designed to cause massive destruction, even on a world-wide scale. His lab was built on the surface of the asteroid with a large glass dome located around it to protect its inhabitants from the vacuum of space. The lab was large in size, covering as much space as a small mansion. The large lab not only served as Jumba's place to build his experiments but it also functioned as his home, safe from the watchful eyes of the UGF. It is here where Jumba works on, studies, and creates his creations and even right now, he's busy hard at work with his latest creation.
Inside his lab, Jumba was holding a clipboard as he read the results of a test he had preformed on his latest experiment. The experiment casually laid upon the examination table as Jumba went through the results of the tests he had the experiment perform. Jumba examined the list of test results with disappointment. He had so much high hopes for this experiment yet it had let him down.
"I can't be believing it," said Jumba. "You are intended to have great physical power and be the most powerful experiment I've ever made. You possess more powers than any other experiment. You are super strong, possesses super senses, you are super smart, and extremely dexterous yet you're squandering all that by doing nothing but sit around and eat sandwiches all day. Are you listening to me, 6-2-5?" Experiment 6-2-5 sat on the table, scarfing down a sandwich that was so long that if it was turned it to its side, it would have been taller than he was. After swallowing a bite, he said bluntly, "Yeah, I hear you."
"Well, you are certainly not acting like it," said Jumba. "You are one of the most laziest experiments I've ever seen."
"Eh, what are you going to do?" said 6-2-5 as if he couldn't care less. In frustration, Jumba slapped his fat hand to his forehead and said, "I'm wasting my time, I might as well give up on you and just begin work on Experiment 6-2-6."
"Yeah, why don't you do that," said 6-2-5 as he took another bite into his huge sandwich.
"I just wish there was someway you could still be useful," said Jumba. He placed a finger to his lips as he thought to himself.
Suddenly, a grin crossed his face as an idea occurred to him.
"Maybe there is a way you can be useful," said Jumba.
"What are you talking about?" asked 6-2-5.
"6-2-5, how would you like to be the announcer of this year's Experiment Tournament?" asked Jumba.
"Experiment Tournament?" asked 6-2-5. "What's an Experiment Tournament?"
"You don't know about the Experiment Tournament?" asked Jumba.
"Nope," answered 6-2-5. Jumba soon smacked his forehead with the palm of his hand as he suddenly remembered.
"That's right, I forgot, you're only three weeks old," said Jumba. "I guess I should be explaining to you. You see, every year, I host an event called 'The Experiment Tournament.' The way how it works is thirty-two experiments will compete in five rounds of one on one combat. Each experiment will randomly be chosen an opponent to fight and the winners of the fights are past on to the next round while the losers are out of the tournament. The last remaining experiment standing after the fifth round is the winner."
"Why would you set up something like that?" asked 6-2-5.
"When I started to create experiments that were capable of combat, I began to wonder if there was someway of finding out how their powers and abilities were progressing," explained Jumba. "I knew that the best way to find out how well the experiments were progressing in their combat skills was to watch them fight real opponents instead of simulations or robots. I came up with the idea of the tournament in order to learn more about the fighting abilities of my experiments and based on the data I collect, I can integrate the skills used in the tournament into my future experiments. Not to mention the tournament is the most popular event amongst the experiments. It also serves as entertainment for them since they don't get much excitement."
6-2-5 sat there, eating his sandwich, thinking about what Jumba said.
"So, are you asking me to be in the tournament?" asked 6-2-5.
"Oh no, I need you to be the sports presenter of the tournament," said Jumba. "Last year, I had hired experiment 1-9-9, a snooping experiment who did well as an announcer but he kept blabbing secrets over the speakers, particularly a few about me. I was so mad at him that I had him dehydrated. Now that he's been unemployed, I need someone with advanced language programming to replace him. You have a good voice and you have advanced language programming which makes you a perfect candidate for the job and it's not that hard. Your job would be to announce to the audience what is going on during the fights, inform them of who's fighting, and give statistics. You don't need to fight, you just have to watch and talk in the comfort of an announcer's booth." 6-2-5 thought about the job offer as he finished the last bite of his sandwich.
"You know, that sounds like fun," said 6-2-5 after swallowing. "Can I still make sandwiches up there?"
"You can bring food up there just so long as you don't get food all over the equipment or try to eat while you're supposed to be working," said Jumba.
"Okay, Jumba, you've got yourself a deal," said 6-2-5
"Great, show up here tomorrow so I can explain to you how the job works," said Jumba.
"Okay, see you tomorrow," said 6-2-5 as he stepped off of the examination table and approached the exit to the room.
"Oh 6-2-5," said Jumba, stopping him. "I have one more favor for you to do." Jumba opened up a large file cabinet and then pulled out a pile of orange colored sheets of paper. He then shoved the paper into 6-2-5's arms. 6-2-5 examined the papers he was holding and discovered that they were flyers advertising the Experiment Tournament. "I need you to go into town and hang these flyers on all the message boards in town." Jumba pulled out a small plastic box from his lab coat and placed them on top of the pile of papers. "Here's some thumb tacks for you to hang the papers with. Can I trust you with this task?"
"Sure thing, I'll get on it right now," said 6-2-5. With all those flyers in his arms, he then exited the lab.
With a chore assigned to him, 6-2-5 wondered through the long white hallways of Jumba's lab until he found the exit to Jumba's home. Pushing the large double doors open, 6-2-5 found himself inside the large glass dome that houses Jumba's home. His toenails lightly "tapped" along the metal floor of the glass dome as 6-2-5 made his way towards the glass tunnel that led out of Jumba's dome. The metal doors to the tunnel opened wide automatically as 6-2-5 approached them, allowing 6-2-5 to enter through the tunnel. 6-2-5 walked through the glass tunnel which led to an even larger glass dome than the one surrounding Jumba's home. The doors on the other end of the tunnel opened as he approached them, allowing 6-2-5 to set foot into the second dome which housed the city of Alyzaum, the city for the experiments.
No one, not even the experiments who live there, knows where Alyzaum came from. Some say that Jumba had spent years building the entire city by hand. Others say that the city was abandoned years ago and Jumba had it improved and rebuilt so he could house his huge collection of genetic mutations. Whatever the true story may be, what is known is that Alyzaum is a city inhabited by the experiments that Jumba created. Each experiment lives peacefully in this environment built specially for them, living out their lives under the watchful eyes of Jumba Jookiba. The only passageway between the glass dome that housed Jumba's home and the dome that housed Alyzaum was a tunnel that led 6-2-5 into Alyzaum's city park.
The city park was a vast land filled with natural beauty, the only place in Alyzaum where you can find nature. There were fields of purple colored grass (grass native to Beta-Quan) as well as tall trees with blue leaves. There were concrete sidewalks to walk on as well as park benches to eat on and small ponds to swim in. 6-2-5 walked through the city park, carrying the pile of papers in his arms. He walked through the park until he finally reached a bus stop sign with a large blue bench next to it. 6-2-5 sat down onto the bench and waited for a bus to arrive. Since very few experiments possess vehicles or know how to drive them, the most common form of transportation was the crosstown buses that ran by through the city. They were free to the experiments and it was the fastest way of getting through the city, except for those experiments who were born with other ways of traveling.
6-2-5 began to feel very hot as he sat there on that bench under the hot sun overhead. The sun that orbits around the asteroid is not really a sun. It is actually Experiment 5-0-6. Awhile back, Jumba invented an experiment named Experiment 5-0-5. 5-0-5 was a female experiment which resembled experiment 6-2-4 except she had white fur and a light gray colored nose. She also had a white aura around her body. Experiment 5-0-5 was given the power to change into a small moon, which resembles the Earth's moon, and she even glows like the Earth's moon. While she's in her moon form, she can fly up into the sky and then shroud an area in perpetual night, blocking out all forms of sun light. Once she had been created, 5-0-5 immediately changed into a moon and then hovered over Alyzaum.
It wasn't long before Jumba made Experiment 5-0-6 which resembles 6-2-5 except he's not as fat, he's more muscular looking, and he has a yellow aura around his body. 5-0-6 operates the same way as 5-0-5 except he turns into a small sun that puts an area in perpetual day. Once 5-0-6 was created, he immediately flew up into the air and then fought with 5-0-5 for dominance. The two wanted to hover over Alyzaum so they could use their powers on the city but neither one of them was more powerful than the other. Realizing the conflict, Jumba arranged a compromise. The two experiment would orbit around the asteroid, taking turns shedding their sunlight or moonlight over Alyzaum. 5-0-5 and 5-0-6 agreed and now the two orbit the asteroid, allowing its inhabitants to have actual sun and moonlight. Little does 5-0-5 and 5-0-6 know that when they meet Lilo in the future, she will give them the names Diana (for 5-0-5) and Apollo (for 5-0-6).
6-2-5 sat on that bench until a large bus was seen riding along the street. The bus was a double-decker bus, like the ones in London, except it was blue in color and it hovered off the ground instead of rolling on wheels. The large bus pulled over to the side of the curb, allowing 6-2-5 to step on board the bus. As he got onto the bus, he caught sight of the driver which was a small robot. The robot was humanoid in shape to the point it looked almost like C-3PO except it was smaller and its head was more oval and flat in shape. It had a wide black rectangle window on its face where a red laser light could be seen scanning through the black glass. It had a small rectangle mouth which said, "Come on aboard, sir," in a voice that sounded computer generated. 6-2-5 nervously stepped onto the bus, eyeing the robot's scanning laser from behind its eye. 6-2-5 wandered through the bus, realizing, to his dismay, that every seat on the first floor of the bus was occupied by an experiment.
The seats of the bus were filled with experiments of all shapes and sizes and many of them just stared at 6-2-5 as he wandered to the ladder in the back of the bus so he could climb to the second floor. 6-2-5 climbed up the ladder, being careful not to drop the flyers he was holding, until he reached the top floor. There, he discovered that the seats on the second floor were vacant save for one experiment who sat in the corner. Through the windows of the bus, 6-2-5 could see the background moving as the bus drove along the streets. Fighting the inertia caused by the bus's movements, 6-2-5 took a seat next to a window and watched the world go by.
The city park was the most vacant and quietest place in Alyzaum but the rest of the city was not as quiet. Like any city, it was filled with activity as experiments went about their daily lives. Although it doesn't look like it at first glance, Alyzaum is more than just some holding area for the experiments. Alyzaum is a real city with everything one would find in a city such as tall buildings, shopping malls, restaurants, movie theaters, and apartment buildings for housing the experiments. From the second floor of the double-decker bus, 6-2-5 could visibly see the buildings all around him and the crowds of experiments who wondered the sidewalk of the roads. As soon as the bus entered the town, 6-2-5 pulled onto the plastic cord hanging along the walls of the bus, signaling that he wanted to get off at the next stop. The bus pulled over to the side of the road and 6-2-5 set out to hang the flyers.
6-2-5 spent almost two hours wondering the streets of Alyzaum to hang the flyers. The number of message boards in Alyzaum was larger than 6-2-5 had anticipated. He had to walk through every restaurant, shop, and theater, hanging all the flyers Jumba had given him. After going through the entire city nonstop, 6-2-5 found himself exhausted and hungry. With only five flyers and a few thumbtacks remaining, 6-2-5 decided to take a break and sat on a bus stop bench located at the far end of the city, out of breath and sweating. 5-0-6's rays of sunlight beamed down upon 6-2-5, making 6-2-5 look more red in the face and sweating more heavily. As he sat there on the bench, he heard his stomach growling angrily in protest as it demanded food. Looking to his left and right for something to eat, 6-2-5 noticed a restaurant nearby. The building was large and tall with a flat roof and large glass windows that revealed the experiments who had gathered around in there for lunch.
"I guess I've earned myself some lunch," said 6-2-5 as he got himself back onto his tired feet and then walked towards the restaurant.
The restaurant was a fast-food restaurant which looked like a large school cafeteria with rows upon rows of plastic and metal benches that were lined together to allow the experiments to sit down and eat. Like a school cafeteria. 6-2-5 had to wait in line with a large plastic tray in his hands before being served. Once he was finally close enough to reach the line of food options, 6-2-5 gathered every condiment and topping he could find to make two baloney submarine sandwiches plus a bowl of chocolate ice cream. Since he didn't have to pay for his food, 6-2-5 quickly left the line and he was on his way to find a place to sit. As he searched through the crowded benches to find a seat, he noticed a message board nearby.
"Oh, I better get that one," said 6-2-5. He walked over to the message board and hastily hung a flyer onto it using his remaining thumbtacks. With the flyer secured, 6-2-5 continued his search for a seat.
Shortly after the flyer was hung, an experiment, carrying a tray with a cheese burger and a soda on it, walked past the message board and the flyer recently posted on it caught his attention. The experiment stopped in his tracks as he stared at the flyer, reading the information written on it. The experiment resembled Stitch but he had dark green fur instead of blue fur. The experiment has extra arms, quills, and antennas, all of which he hidden underneath his skin. He had silver colored nails which gleamed in the light of the restaurant. The experiment who stared transfixed upon the flyer was Experiment 4-0-5. As 4-0-5 stared at the flyer, he felt depressed, knowing that with the tournament just around the corner, 4-0-5 would once again be left behind in the celebration.
"Are you planning on getting rejected from the Experiment Tournament again?" asked a rude voice from behind 4-0-5. 4-0-5 reluctantly turned around to face the speaker only to discover that the voice came from Experiment 3-4-9, a.k.a Bonnie. Accompanying her was partner 3-5-0 (Clyde), 0-3-2 (Fibber), and 2-2-8 (Melty). The four experiments were evilly laughing at 3-4-9's bad joke in a taunting fashion. 4-0-5 growled in anger which was his only response.
"Oh, is someone angry?" asked 3-5-0 sarcastically as he raised his robotic hand to his chin in a parody of someone thinking.
"Will you guys leave me alone," ordered 4-0-5 angrily.
"Or what are you going to do about?" asked 2-2-8 mockingly. "Magnetize me to the wall." 3-4-9 and 3-5-0 laughed.
"You guys better stop that because I can use my powers to turn 3-5-0's robotic arm against him," threatened 4-0-5 but his bluff was exposed by 0-3-2 who buzzed loudly in response to 4-0-5's lie.
"Oh, the lie detector says otherwise," said 3-4-9. "You might as well forget about it because Jumba would never let you in the Experiment Tournament because you're powers don't work, unlike ours." With that hurtful remark, the experiments left, giving 4-0-5 a cold shoulder. Angrily, 4-0-5 marched towards the nearby table and got a seat next to 6-2-5 who gleefully devoured his sandwich. 4-0-5 got into a seat but he didn't immediately begin eating his lunch. He just sat there staring angrily into space, thinking about what the other experiments said about him. All his life, 4-0-5 has been treated like an inferior. No one ever gave him a chance, not even Jumba. He was repeatedly picked on and was tormented by the lack of faith the other experiments had for him. 4-0-5 had to endure all this abuse, just because he was a failed experiment.
At the time of 4-0-5's creation, Jumba had been doing experimentation on a recently invented form of magnetic energy called "Distempered Magnetism." Distempered magnetism is a form of powerful magnetic energy that has been able to cause great damage and destruction. Distempered magnetism has the power to distemper other weaker energies, disrupt magnets, block radio signals, and distort the electromagnetic spectrum itself. Not only that but distempered magnetism can also disrupt computers and metallic machines. With this kind of power, a person could disable any kind of mechanical machine and even control them telepathically at a limited level.
Jumba saw great potential in the power of distempered magnetism so he set out to find a way to give an experiment this power. After hours of extensive research, Jumba created Experiment 4-0-5, an experiment with the power to use distempered magnetism to disrupt radio signals and mechanical machines. Infact, his magnetic powers will earn him the name Magno when he meets Lilo in the future.
Unfortunately, 4-0-5's powers didn't work as well as Jumba had hoped for. There was a miscalculation when Jumba was formulating 4-0-5's powers. Apparently, distempered magnetism can be generated affectively through metal but not through something that's made of living flesh and bone like Jumba had designed 4-0-5. Because of 4-0-5's poor design, 4-0-5's magnetic energies don't work as well as it should have. 4-0-5 has the power to generate a field of distempered magnetism or he could generate it into a semisolid ball that could temporarily surround any target struck by it but the problem is, the magnetic energies are not as strong. The distempered magnetic field that 4-0-5 creates is very weak and functions at a more limited level than was originally planned. The magnetic energies were so weak, they had absolutely no affect on radio signals or solid machines. Jumba tried the best he could to improve 4-0-5's powers but there was nothing he could do after 4-0-5 was born. 4-0-5 was labeled as a failed experiment.
As if having such weak powers was not enough, 4-0-5 had to suffer for it because failed experiments were not accepted within the community. Many experiments often picked on failed experiments and treated them as inferior. For example, there was one experiment named 3-4-4 who was a replicating experiment (also known as Dupe). However, there was a flaw in his design which caused him to divide the strengths of the original to its copies. Because of this flaw, he was labeled as a failed experiment and was rejected by the other experiments as a social outcast. Even to this day, 3-4-4 rarely leaves his home.
4-0-5 had to endure the same abuse as 3-4-4 which made 4-0-5 mad at the injustice of it all. True, he was a failed experiment but he was capable of so many other things. In addition to his faulty magnetic powers, he also has the power of cat-like agility, enabling him to be very fast and dexterous so he could more affectively approach his targets. He also has razor sharp claws on all four of his hands so he could fight off opponents who are unaffected by the distempered magnetism. These claws can extend to over five inches and the metal used to create the claws could cut through solid lead like a hot knife through butter. But despite all these abilities, he is still put down and ignored. This fact became more evident when he tried to enter the Experiment Tournament two years ago. Although it wasn't against the rules to have failed experiments in the tournament, none-the-less Jumba never allowed failed experiments into the tournament. 4-0-5 wasn't even aloud to participate in the entry test. 4-0-5 tried to enter the next year afterwards but he was once again rejected. 4-0-5's anger rose as he thought about how unfairly he's been treated. He has just as much potential as any of Jumba's experiments and all he ever wanted was a chance to prove it.
As 4-0-5 sat there staring into space, a familiar experiment sat down into the seat in front of 4-0-5. This experiment was a female experiment who had a similar female body to 6-2-4's. What made this experiment different from 6-2-4 was that she had shorter antenna that hung only as far as her shoulders and her fur was lavender in color. This experiment was 4-0-5's only friend and her number was 5-6-4
5-6-4 was the only experiment who could be classified as a "friend" to 4-0-5 because she's the only one who respects him for who he is and is willing to be around him. Naturally, 5-6-4 liked to eat her meals with either the other female experiments or 4-0-5 but in this case, she decided she would rather be with 4-0-5. Carrying a tray with a tuna sandwich and a carton of milk on top, 5-6-4 sat down in front of 4-0-5 but he didn't greet her like he usually did. Concerned, 5-6-4 asked, "What's wrong? You look down." 4-0-5's only response to her question was a quick glance at her face before returning his attention back to his uneaten hamburger. 4-0-5 wasn't in the mood to talk about it. When 5-6-4 didn't get a response from 4-0-5, she smiled and said, "You're upset because the Experiment Tournament is coming, aren't you?" 4-0-5 looked up at her in surprise and asked, "How did you know?"
"You just looked into my eyes just now," said 5-6-4. 4-0-5 suddenly remembered that he had just looked at her a second ago and remembering what he was thinking at the time, 4-0-5 mentally kicked himself for being so careless. 5-6-4 smiled as she realized that 4-0-5 had carelessly given himself away to her.
"You should know by now that you can't keep secrets from me," said 5-6-4.
"It is hard to keep secrets when your best friend is a telepath," said 4-0-5 with a smile.
5-6-4's primary function is telepathy which enables her to do one of three things: One is she can communicate with anyone telepathically rather than speak it out loud. Two is she can read minds which is how she found out about what was bothering 4-0-5. Sometimes, she can hear what others are currently thinking just by looking at them but her mind reading powers are limited that way. But, if 5-6-4 could actually make eye contact, she could pry even farther into the mind and uncover information directly from the brain. 5-6-4's third ability is to control people's minds like a puppet. This power can only be accomplished if 5-6-4 makes eye contact with her target. It is these three telepathic abilities that will one day earn her the name Telepatha when she ends up on Kauai with all the other experiments.
Knowing that 5-6-4 would want to know more, 4-0-5 reluctantly began to explain while keeping his eyes on his uneaten burger.
"Every year I try to enter the tournament and ever year I'm left out," said 4-0-5. "No one believes I can fight just because my magnetic powers don't work. It's so unfair. I'm capable of so many things yet they judge me because of that one aspect of my powers."
"I know how you feel," said 5-6-4 after swallowing a bite of her sandwich.
"How could you know how I feel?" said 4-0-5 as he faced her. "I mean, you're one of Jumba's perfect experiment. Even he idolizes you for how well he created your powers. He said it himself that you're the most powerful telepath he's ever invented."
"I may not be a failed experiment but I can experience your pain every time I look into your eyes," said 5-6-4 with a grin before taking another bite out of her sandwich. Remembering her mind reading powers, 4-0-5 immediately averted his eyes from her.
"I just wish I could be in that tournament and show them that I can fight and that I am just as powerful as them," said 4-0-5. "All I want is that chance yet no one, not even my own creator, will give me that chance."
"Don't give up," said 5-6-4 after swallowing another bite of her sandwich. "I'm sure you'll get into the tournament this year. Besides, it will be hard to beat Experiment 5-2-5 if you do get into the tournament." 4-0-5 cringed in anger at the mere sound of that number. Out of all the experiments who picked on 4-0-5, Experiment 5-2-5 was the worsted. 4-0-5 wanted nothing more than to punch that trog in the face. As if on cue, the doors to the restaurant swung open and in stepped Experiment 5-2-5, last year's winner of the Experiment Tournament….