Revenge On The Edge 2: Ch 7
By: Juria
Notes: I don't own Lilo and Stitch, Disney does! The only thing I own is Razor, her and Leroy's child, and Angel and Reuben's and Lilo and Stitch's offspring. This story takes place about 7 years after the end of the first story. The ages are as follows, have fun keeping up: Lilo and Stitch's kids: Lilly and Kaimi Jookiba (14), Kanoa Jookiba (16). Angel and Reuben's kids: Fred and George Reuben (17), Ulani Angel (18). Razor and Leroy's child: Veronica Jookiba Hamstervile (7). Enjoy!
Holtz sat in his command room, calmly drumming his claws on the cold metal arm of his chair. It had only been roughly a day since he had wrenched his servants from the icy grip of the Galactic Federation, and now, he had learned of his target's whereabouts, his family, his wife, his child, everything. The question was, where to go from here. After much silent thought, a glimmer appeared in Holtz's yellow eyes. "I have it!" he declared, rising out of his chair, his metallic claws on his right hand scrapping the arm of the chair. He smirked as he turned to his trusted solider. "You, Razmeth, vill go to Earth, vhere you vill capture the thing that matters most to Leroy." Razmeth bowed, then slowly rose to his feet. "Master Holtz, if I may ask, this is rather confusing, why don't I just capture Leroy himself?" he asked. Holtz chuckled slightly. "Because, my apprentice, if vou vould even attempt zat, zhen Leroy vould overwhelm you. In his current state, he is physically and emotionally strong. However, if ve cut his emotional cord, zhen he is weakened, and ve have a pawn to use against him." Holtz explained.
Razmeth nodded. "Yes master, I understand now. I shall go to this, Earth, and bring back our bargaining tool." As Razmeth walked past the huge metallic doors to the docking bay, Viper stopped him. "You know this is low, even for us." He stated. Razmeth chuckled. "Yes, but we must remember, no sacrifice is too low when we are fighting for the greater good." Viper scoffed as Razmeth left his line of sight, each secretly not taking their eyes off the other. Holtz smirked as Viper walked into his chambers. "You played your part vell, mine friend. Back at zhe Galactic prison." Holtz stated. Viper scoffed once more. "Yeah, but what can I say, had to make it look like we've never met, Master Holtz." Viper said, stating that last part with more respect.
Holtz's rat-like face contorted into a smug smirk. "Ah, Viper, vou should vhin an award." he said in mock tone. Holtz slowly walked over to an array of curtains, and threw one back, revealing two large tubes, filled with glowing green and blue liquid. Viper raised an eyebrow at the tubes. "I still don't see why we need her." Viper muttered. Holtz raised an eyebrow in response to this. "Because, mine dear old friend, vhis is where mine brother failed, on vhere I shall succeed. Clones can not be made just by pressing a button, but through raw, real, DNA!" he shouted, clutching his own forearm, the blades on his right hand slicing deep, spraying bright red blood, but the wounds healing up almost instantly. Viper held up his hands in defense. "Ok Master, I understand. Razmeth knows his target, and she will be found." he said reassuringly.
Holtz chuckled slowly. "Good, zhen, ve can have a family reunion, and she can meet her dear, old, Uncle Holtz." He stated, Holtz's maniacal laughter echoing throughout the entire fortress.
Meanwhile, on Earth….
The next two days were spent with the entire Ohana on the look out for Samantha, that is, until Nosey found the latest edition of "The New York Times", the front headline turning Bonnie from a concerned mother to, well, a really bliztnacin' angry mother. "She did WHAT?" Bonnie shrieked, her eyes glaring through the newspaper's front page article, "Unidentified Thief Steals Hope Diamond!", and right at Clyde, all the while Lilo and Nani tried to keep her calm, and prevent her from going ballistic.
Bonnie sighed deeply, then turned to Nosey. "Are ya sure dat it's her?" she asked, hoping that somehow, someway, the very familiar shape on the front page of the New York Times wasn't who she knew it was. Nosey cringed and hid under his desk. "Um, m..m..my s..s..sources tell my it is, please don't shoot me." he stuttered nervously. Bonnie sighed a second time, then, before anyone could stop her, she tore into Clyde with a verbal assault in both Tantalog and English that rivaled several world wars, inching closer and closer to him with each word. "You blitznacin' nala kweesta! Dis is all your fuckin' fault! Our daughter asked da both of us about our pasts, and you made it out ta be some mother fuckin' joy ride! I oughta kick ya fuckin' balls to the goddamn moon, ya big fabba ika patookie!" she screamed.
Slowly, everyone in the room backed out as Clyde fired back at her with the same energy she'd fired at him. "Hey, you ain't so pure either. Dis is just as much youse fault as it is mine, or did ya forget dat it takes two ta fuck and make a baby? " After several hours of screaming, cursing, and at least one full-blown fist fight, Bonnie laid on top of Clyde, panting, sweating, and growling. As she stared into his eyes, he in turn looked at her, both noticing the cuts and scrapes on their faces, and the two experiments couldn't help but realize how stupid their fight had gotten and start laughing.
Suddenly, six pairs of high-heeled feet, connected to three pairs of legs, and in turn to the bodies, arms, and heads of three female black-suit wearing agents. The lead girl flashed a badge quickly at Bonnie and Clyde, then placed it back in her pocket. "Mr. and Mrs. Capone, is it?" she asked. Bonnie quickly jumped off of Clyde as the larger experiment arose to his feet. "Who wants ta know?" Bonnie asked, raising a questioning eyebrow at all three girls. "My name is not important, all you need to know is we're from Area 51, and we believe we may have found you're daughter, one Samantha Capone."
As the girls were about to ask Bonnie and Clyde to follow them, a sudden gasp from Lilo blew away the girl's identities. "Yuki?, Elena?, Teresa?" she asked. The lead girl groaned, and then slowly turned around, taking off her sunglasses, and revealing her small, slanted dark eyes. "Aloha Lilo, long time, no see." Yuki stated, suddenly being lifted up off the ground in a hug by Lilo, along with her two friends. Once she put them down, all three girls straightened their uniforms. "So, what brings you back?" Lilo asked. Before Yuki could stop her, Elena let their mission slip. "We've been sent to find some ambassador, also to give these two back their kid." she blurted, getting a glare from Yuki. "Elena, it doesn't make a top-secret mission top-secret if we tell civilians about it." she said rather sternly.
Lilo raised a questioning eyebrow at the three women. "Oh really?" she asked, resisting a smirk. The three girls whispered between eachother, then gave a nervous glance to Lilo. Lilo, on the other hand, was on the verge of bursting out laughing. Yuki, Elena, and Teresa all took a step back, then they all felt a bunch of fur, and muscle. All three girls spun around in unison, each wielding a glowing plasma pistol, which looked like toys when they stared up at the large, blue experiment. "Aloha." Stitch said happily, giving a confused glance at the guns. "Gaba those?" he asked, easily lifting the guns from the girl's grasp. "Dad, they're toys, primitive ones at that." Kaimi stated, examining one of the guns with a screwdriver, while Kanoa dismantled the other one.
Teresa, being the first one to get what was going on, moved past her two friends and got right in Kaimi's face. "For your information, young man, those are Area 51's best standard issue weapons, far beyond the usual military arsenal. Madame ambassador, please, call off your, um, husband." she said, Yuki and Elena giving Lilo a slight glare once the realization hit them. Lilo giggled. "Come on you three, stop teasing the Area 51 agents." she stated, Kanoa and Stitch calmly giving Yuki and Teresa back their guns, while Kaimi gave an almost pouty stare to his mother, before handing Elena back her gun, in one piece.
Suddenly, a plasma blast was heard, sending the guys hitting the floor and the girls aiming their weapons in the blast's direction. Bonnie stood in the middle of her living room, a plasma-firing tommy gun in her hands. "While I hate ta interrupt dis little reunion, ladies, take me ta my daughter." she stated sternly. Lilo noticed Bonnie's gun, then shot Kaimi a stern glance. "What? She pulled some strings to bring up my gym grade, I thanked her." he said, holding up his hands defensively.
Once Lilo and Stitch had gotten everything in order, including letting Razor, Leroy, and Veronica watch their home, the entire Pelekai/Jookiba family climbed on board the cloaked ship that had transported the three Area 51 agents to Hawaii. Unfortunately, Kanoa had let this little road trip slip to his "cousins", Fred, George, and Ulani, hence why said experiments and their parents had now entered the ship. "Great idea bro, just great." Kaimi said sarcastically, having to deal with Fred's elbow in his face and Ulani's foot in his ribs. "Relax everybody, it's only a 30 minute flight!" Yuki shouted back to the new passengers. Elena raised a correcting finger. "Um, Teresa's driving." she said. Yuki cringed. "10 minutes to arrival, 10 minutes folks!" she shouted, suddenly flinging herself to the back of the ship and strapping herself to the wall. "Why is she doing that?" George asked in a panic. He suddenly and violently got his answer as the ship lunged off of the ground and jerked into the sky, squishing everyone even closer together.
Meanwhile, in space, just outside of earth's orbit…..
Razmeth hit several buttons, causing his small, silver, shuttle craft to exit the warp-space drive. His sinister smile glimmer through the window as he looked out at the blue glowing orb before him. "Ah, target acquired." he said with a chuckle. As Razmeth started to move the ship forwards, an alarm blared around his head. "Alert, alert, enemy radar detected!" the computer stated. Razmeth snarled. "Enable cloaking at once!" he bellowed. To the human eye, the silvery shuttle craft suddenly vanished. "Computer, locate target." Razmeth said with a growl. A blip rhythmically flashed on the radar screen. "Ah, excellent, prepare to land." he said with a smirk, the large craft silently hiding behind a small forest. Razmeth methodically drummed his fingers on the console. "Come on you little bitch. I can wait longer than you." he hissed, noting that wherever his target went, Leroy was literally a few steps behind. "Just a few hours, and then, you're mine."
TBC…..
