A/N: A few minor curses. Just a heads up. Enjoy. We join our heroes and heroines at the Police station.
Chapter 4
Ever since he'd turned good, Stitch hadn't truly hated anyone, save Hamsterviel and 627, but the blitzgorp of an interrogator, one Mr. Ire, who'd been assigned to question Lilo, was just shy of being #1 on the blue dude's hate list.
Ire was talking, more like yelling, at Lilo like she a common criminal, trying to get her to crack...which was nearly impossible. The girl, clearly innocent, just sat there in the chair waiting for Ire to stop raising his blood pressure so she could talk. After a minute or two he slumped down across from Lilo, his face almost glowing red with exertion and anger.
"You really shouldn't get all mad like that, you'll have a heart attack" said Lilo kindly, folding her small hands politely in front of her. Ire looked up, dark eyes narrowed, "Don't bother with the Good Samaritan bullshit little girl, it won't work on me" growled the interrogator, poking Lilo rather painfully in the nose a few times as he snarled each word.
The officer who stood in one corner of the room started to look worried, "Uh, Mr. Ire, I-I wouldn't r-recommend you do that" he stuttered. Ire glared up at him, "What's the little demon gonna do, bite my arm off?" he replied sarcastically. The officer raised a brow, "Not her, him" he pointed towards the window. Ire turned around and gave a whimper of fright.
The only thing preventing one VERY irate Stitch from ripping Ire apart was a pane of chicken-wired glass. To Ire he looked like a demon from the lowest depths of Hell. "I'd suggest you apologize posthaste Mr. Ire; that glass can only take so much, and Stitch is pretty darn strong" advised the officer. Stitch gave the interrogator his widest and most ghoulish grin, showing all of his razor-sharp pearly whites.
(LSLSLSLS)
"Thanks for not turning that guy inside out" said Lilo as she stepped out of the chilly Police station and into the warm Hawaiian sunshine. The storm had cleared up, and it was a beautiful August afternoon . Lilo was proven innocent, and warned to be careful with a killer on the loose. She and Stitch waved goodbye to Nani as she drove away towards home. "Wanna go check out that underwater cave?". Lilo smiled broadly and nodded, "I'll bet there's tons of treasure in there somewhere; the caverns go back quite a ways."
Ok, now you're probably wondering what in the Nine Hells am I thinking. Let me explain:
-Near-sighted News-
A few months back, Jumba revealed quite a shocking bit of info to Stitch: The alien had never been too molecularly dense to swim; Jumba had programmed a fear of water into him because he knew Stitch's combat capabilities would be drastically reduced, and his chances of being killed far greater, in aquatic combat.
In the present, with times being peaceful, Jumba had deleted the aquaphobia from Stitch's mind and replaced it with an advanced swimming program. We now returned to your regularly scheduled fanfic.
-End Near-sighted News-
A short time later found Stitch and Lilo heading for the cliffs southwest of Kokaua Town, talking about whatever came to mind. They were happy as pigs in slop.
Coincidentally, JJ was headed towards them from the opposite direction, lost in distant memories of the family that had been taken from him. He had taken off his armor and left it at the hotel where he was staying -for free because of his heroic deeds- with Mrs. Barton and her two boys, Ryan and Michael.
JJ, lanky like many teenagers, now wore a pair of royal blue sweats and a sky-blue t-shirt, which showed off his lean, powerful muscles. The young alien sat down on the sand, pulled his knees up to his chin, and stared out at the restless Pacific. He soon heard voices approaching, and looked in that direction.
His blue eyes almost bugged out of his head. Strolling towards him was She-devil herself, alive and well. JJ vaulted to his feet, intending to finish the villainess off. However, his plans were quashed when spasms of crippling pain wracked his entire body. He screamed and dropped to all fours.
Stitch and Lilo, drawn by JJ's cries of agony, ran over to see what was wrong. Lilo knelt beside him and placed a hand on his back, caring more about this new Cousin than for her own safety. Stitch stood nearby, ready to jump into action should danger threaten.
JJ felt a surge of hatred and revulsion wash over him, "Don't touch me you damn fiend!" he spat vehemently, and then fell over screaming as pain overtook him once more.
Lilo turned to Stitch, "We'll take him to Jumba, he'll know what to do". She looked down at JJ, who looked back at her upon hearing the Evil Genius' name."J-Jumba? he rasped, "Father?", and with that fell into darkness.
What do you think of that chapter? In the next chapter we'll learn just what is causing poor JJ such agonizing pain. R&R!