A/N: Yeah, new chapter up. Things are going to get a little bit more crazy (and violent) by chapter 5 or so, so stay tuned.
Disclaimer: I do not own Artemis Fowl or Lilo & Stitch. However, I DO own any OCs mentioned in this fic…which there is none.
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As we all know now, Jumba Jookiba, Kweltikwan evil genius, created 629 genetic experiments completely against Galactic Federation laws. Most of those genetic experiments were created for planetary destruction purposes, but right now, that's not the point. We're going to focus on one of the latest experiments Jumba had created. A certain one, numbered 624.
Experiment 624 was created several months before 626 - Stitch. Her process was to sing a 'song', which is actually a neuro-linguistic behavioural modification trigger, which turns people from good to bad. She can also sing the song in reverse to do the opposite of the original song. 624 never had a name besides her number, and was only named when Lilo gave her one in a sarcastic mood, since Lilo didn't exactly trust 624 at the time. Let's rewind a bit to the time 624 first met Lilo and Stitch: almost 4 years ago.
At first, 624 wasn't exactly on the team of 'good guys'. In fact, she had been working on direct opposition with Gantu and 625 to Lilo & Stitch's operation of retrieving all previous 624 experiments. Their plan had actually worked, and 624 had managed to revert 20 of Jumba's most deadly experiments to their original programming: total destruction, and had captured 626. However, Angel was then emotionally affected by Stitch because he had gained a crush on her. Eventually, 624 recognized Stitch's love for her, and sung her reverse song to save Stitch from being pulverized by the 20 un-rehabilitated experiments in a locked chamber. Eventually, Stitch had to rescue 624 due to her failed mission resulting in her imprisonment.
This 624 is Angel, as we know in this story. However, what she would do in the next several seconds was completely out of her character. There is a reason for that, though.
Approximately a year ago, Jumba had ran some tests on Angel, after an incident which resulted in a hijacked B-2 Spirit stealth bomber, the metropolis of Honolulu losing a quarter of its buildings due unknown reasons, and 18 million people at risk of losing their lives due to the hijacked bomber. Unlike normal people, or aliens, for that matter, Angel had an abnormally large gland that secreted the hormones and liquids that create our emotions. This expanded gland made Angel feel emotions such as passion and anger to be greatly magnified. Jumba had also found out that this gland would only work at its maximum capacity when only something happened to a certain being. That being was Stitch.
As we all know now, Sergeant Newt was about to be on the receiving end of that raw passion and anger.
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Devestation
That was the only word for it, really.
If an adjective was to be added to the word, the adjective most likely would be complete, utter, and total, just to name a few out of the possibilities.
A couple days later, after all of the chaos that would eventually pass through Haven City was over, Foaly would take a look of a video file that had Angel's punch on it. He eventually calculated that the force exerted onto Sergeant Newt's head was anywhere between 8500 and 21,000 pounds of force per square inch. After he looked at that video, Foaly started on making a much more durable LEP helmet.
Sergeant Newt's head connected with the ground at a speed more than three times that Holly had felt from Stitch. Upon the impact, Sergeant Newt's helmet broke open, but the helmet had absorbed enough energy to render the impact just under non-fatal, although Newt would come out of the attack with a severe concussion and a drop in IQ by 3 points.
The impact was sufficient to cause a 3 feet radius crater, and throw up a lot of dust into the air. When the dust cleared, Angel was found standing over Newt's limp body, breathing heavily with rage. The rest of RetrievalOne were about to unload every shot left in their Neutrino 3000 batteries (but then Stitch would probably tear out the hearts of every fairy in the vicinity when he comes to), until Commander Kelp ordered them to stand down.
"Don't fire! This was an act of passion and aggression, shooting would only make the situation more complicated and make things worse."
The scene did not change for the next several seconds, until Stitch woke up from his Neutrino blast (it's about now that every fairy would be running for their lives if they had actually shot Angel). He rubbed his eyes with his extra arms, looked over to the crater to his right, and said Wow… in Tantalog.
In about thirty minutes, some seismographs would detect a very short earthquake somewhere in Kauai, registering as a 3.2, but only lasted for seconds.
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Pelekai House
Lilo started up the conversation, "So…what do you want?"
Foaly piped up through the screen, "Well, we need an analysis."
The Pelekai 'family' and Commander Kelp, Holly, and Foaly through a monitor were having a conversation on their unusual circumstances. Stitch and Angel were not participating in the conference, since they were too busy talking with each other, as several members of Retrieval watched on, guns pointing at them. One of them was holding Holly's NPL-B, slightly worried at the experiments' close proximity. Really, they were only armed for their own personal protection, and not anybody else's.
"Eh, can you be more specific on analysis?" Jumba asked Foaly.
"Well, obviously, this is a golden moment for the fairy people. Your presence here has basically confirmed that there is sentient life out there in the cosmos. And anyways, these experiments you have created…I doubt that they're legal in some intergalactic government out there, but since there are hundreds of these experiments, and that they're all in their own individual species, we'll have to analyze them too."
Almost on cue, Holly and Lilo said, "What's a cosmo?"
Foaly ignored them, more intent at Jumba's look, considering that Jumba was now the only living thing that understood his mini-lectures, besides Artemis himself.
Commander Kelp broke in, "Basically, we're going to have to take you down to Haven City, for the analysis, as well as every experiment you've created…Jumba," the name still awkward to his lips.
"Uh, Mr. Kelp or whatever, it won't be that easy," Lilo piped, "You see, every experiment here, I've found the place where they belong, and some of those experiments can't really…leave their place without it being really hard or everybody noticing."
"Well, what do you mean?" every fairy in the room said.
"For example, Sprout is on top of a water tower, Shortstuff is posing as a carnival ride 'cause he's that big, Frenchfry has loads of customers now, Kernel's popping popcorn for moviegoers almost all the time, and…"
"Who on earth is Sprout, Shortstuff, Frenchfry and Kernel?" Foaly asked.
"Ah, yes, they are experiments 509, 297, 062, and 014. Little girl here has taken liberty to give real human names to experiments," Jumba answered.
The Commander spoke up, "Well, just how many have you named?"
"All of them, except for 627 and Leroy. Leroy got named by Dr. Hamsterwheel."
Stitch heard Lilo inside and imagined the good doctor himself would just come out of nowhere and say "It's Hämsterviel, Hämsterviel!!" Way too many people have gotten his name wrong over the years. The only thing that has stopped him from snapping was…nothing now, really. Prison would make the worst of him.
"Well, I'm afraid you humans don't really have a choice, though," Holly said, sounding serious and solemn at the same time.
"Well, what do you mean?" Pleakley answered.
Foaly explained, "Since you know of our existence now, we have no other alternative but to mindwipe you."
"HA! Do you think your 'advanced technology' can mindwipe 626 and 624? They are genetic experiments for planetary destruction; a 'mindwipe' won't work on them!" Jumba cried out in a rather random outburst.
Lilo, a little bit irritated now, responded, "Oh, Jumba, WHO CARES? They just wanna do some stupid analysis, just let them! Anyways, I want to see the fairy world."
"Well, then, it's settled. We'll have several transport shuttles ready after you round up all of the experiments," Foaly said, excited, "When do you think you'll be ready?"
"Uh, around three hours."
"What? THREE HOURS? THREE HOURS to collect SIX HUNDRED AND TWENTY SIX EXPERIMENTS?!"
About three people walking past Ops during this conversation heard Foaly's yelling.
"Well, only 623 experiments. Stitch and Angel is already here, and Reuben is somewhere off in space with Gantu. Leroy captured all 626 experiments before in three hours; it can't be too hard for me, considering that they trust me."
Holly did some calculations in her mind. "So that's…about three and a half experiments in a minute. In the name of Frond, how can you do that?"
Lilo shrugged, and said, "Just watch me."
Lilo then ran outside, bounding down the steps. Stitch followed suit, accompanying his greatest friend. Before they ran down the dirt road, Lilo turned around, and hollered, "By the way, who the heck is Frond?"
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A/N: Meh, kinda crappy chapter to me. Mostly because the main action isn't going to come in at least two chapters. Make sure you R&R. Next chappie out after I write another songfic.