Greetings everybody!

Wow, it's been four years since I last logged in to Fanfiction, and sadly I never finished my first story. Well I'm back and I am now more confident about actually completing this new one. If any of you follow me on Deviantart, I'm sure you all have an idea of what this story will be about but in case you don't feel free to visit my page (link is on my profile). I've done some artwork of Lilo and Stitch's future, and some are of their adventures in space. To my surprise one of them has gone viral and many have insisted me to write a story about it ever since.

Well, here it is!

Just to let some of you know, I'm not that great at writing stories. I'm more an artist than a writer, so if ever I make a mistake please don't be too harsh. I'll accept tips, but I'd appreciate it if you guys would be a bit gentle with me.

Also a special thanks to solaria, my Beta reader, for looking over my chapter. :3

Prologue

"No...stop. Please"

As much as she tried, she couldn't speak those words she wished to say, neither could she move any part of her body. Those words were the only thing that kept repeating in her mind, and as much as she wanted to shout them, she couldn't.

The only thing she felt was a horrible burning feeling in her torso, as if someone was setting her body on fire. But that was the least of her worries for the moment. Now the pain of her injury was nothing compared to the hollow empty feeling in her heart, as she watched what seemed a massacre in front of her, and the one responsible was at the moment fighting against a whole group in front of him.

The tiny creature was terrifying, breathing heavily and snarling at the tall aliens that stood a few feet in front of him. He was not in his right mind, his body trembled, drool began to drip from the side of his left lip, and his fur was all soaked in blood. Around him were bodies of the ones who dared challenge this small experiment and had sadly lost their lives.

This didn't seem to affect his opponents. Despite his horrible features they didn't seemed to be threatened. Quite the contrary, they made it seem like they were more than ready to start a fight. He snarled and swung his claws, waiting for any of his challengers to dare to make a first move. It wasn't long until they all cried at once, running towards this small creature ready to attack it.

But before any of them reached him, he threw himself in the air and snapped the neck of the first victim he landed on. He did the same to others, occasionally punching one victim or biting another he landed on.

He hopped from one alien to another repeating the same abuse, until there were none of them left in his way.

What Lilo Pelekai was witnessing was far worse than she could have ever imagined. Her body lay at the far corner of the room, away from all of this hell that was taking place. Her torso was pitch black due to a plasma shot, and she was too weak to move or speak because of her blood loss.

"Stop it...stop...STOP!"

If she was able to move her arms, she would no doubt be covering her ears, anything to block away the horrible screeches of these aliens, and the horrible sounds of bones snapping that ended their pain. As much as she wanted to, she couldn't keep her eyes away from the scene.

What made it much more frightening was that this creature, was none other than Stitch. No, not Stitch... this creature was not the happy little puppy alien that Lilo knew. This was what she trained him not to be, the monster that Stitch himself was too afraid to become.

Her best friend, brother, and hero had become the dangerous creature everyone forgot he was. This was Experiment 626.

Her vision blurred as she felt the tears start welling up in her eyes. She was helpless, and God how much she hated it, especially now that he needed her more than ever. No matter how much she tried to move or run towards his aid, and give him all the love and comfort he needed to bring him back to normal, she couldn't. She was well aware that Stitch's behavior was all because of her, to protect her from harm, but right now she wondered if this was more than that. It seemed that with this uncontrollable rage, he had forgotten that she was still in the room and instead attacked just for the pleasure of seeing these aliens in pain.

Lilo soon realized that there was one tall red alien that was yet untouched, who stood 20 feet away from where Stitch sat. Stitch had not noticed his presence, he was too busy taking deep breaths, growling every time he sucked in the air in desperation to regain his strength again.

The taller alien seemed to be enjoying Stitch's state and smirked wickedly from afar. Slowly he took out from the side of his belt his plasma gun, and aimed carefully at Stitch, who still had not noticed his presence.

"LOOK BEHIND YOU STITCH!" Lilo cried. As if he heard her, Stitch turned to look behind him and froze. The red alien hadn't flinched at Stitch's gaze, he kept his gun aiming at him, with that still wicked grin plastered on his face.

"Looks like we're finally where we both wanted to be," He chuckled.

Lilo's tears were falling uncontrollably as she watched the showdown she hoped wouldn't happen. This was all her fault, if it wasn't for her determination to prove herself, none of this would have happened. Why didn't she listen to Stitch and Jumba when she had the chance, God she was so stupid!

Who knew that becoming a Galactic Federal Student would have been the cause of her death? And to think that this all started with one simple call from the councilwoman, five months ago...