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Chapter Ten: Why.
Jumba finished wrapping the bandage around Stitch's waist. He was beaten up pretty badly, and needed medical attention. There was a bandage around his head, bandages around two of his arms, and one around his leg. Shadow beat him up more than he originally thought.
"You should be fine now, 626," Jumba said with a slight smirk. Stitch winced slightly.
"Gi megga katakata?" Stitch asked worriedly, pointing down. Jumba's smirk faded and was replaced by a vacant expression, then switched back to a smirk again.
"Yes, 626. You will be all right," Jumba said with a slight chuckle. Stitch let out a sigh of relief. Lilo, of course, and no idea as to what they were saying, or what Stitch was pointing to. She shrugged it off and went on to ask Jumba some questions that have been bugging her since they first found out about the evil experiment.
"Jumba, why does Shadow kill? You've made experiments that have been pretty bad before, but none like this," Lilo asked. It was true. Out of all the experiments that they've faced, Shadow had to be the worst. Jumba made experiments that caused power surges, hot wired electronic equipment, and even some that robbed you blind. But they never came across and experiment that killed people. Jumba shrugged nervously and turned to his computer, hoping that his answer would be enough for Lilo.
"Is what he's designed to do," Jumba said, turning his computer on. Lilo, of course, wasn't satisfied with his answer.
"But, what's his motivation? Is there a purpose behind his killing?" Lilo asked. At this point, Jumba knew that there was no way that he could lie to Lilo now. He only lied since he didn't want the capture of 086 to seem impossible. He sighed and rubbed the back of his head with his hand, turning around to face her, a vacant expression on his face again.
"Well, you see, little girl, 086 is only experiment to have a secondary function," Jumba said. Lilo gasped and started at Jumba.
"A secondary function?" she asked with worry.
"Yes," Jumba responded. "Not only is 086 grotesque serial killer, is also most powerful psychic in universe. The more lives he takes, the more his powers grow. He will be able to evade capture easier, be unharmed by guns, and many other abilities, using psychic power," Jumba explained. Lilo and Stitch stared at him. They never faced an experiment that had two functions before. This made things all the harder. Lilo finally found her ability to speak.
"But, if he's so powerful, how were you able to keep him contained after he killed those scientist bully guys?" Lilo inquired. Jumba sighed again, closed his eyes and thought.
"It was a long time ago since then. I've tried to forget," he said in despair. He began to speak again as it all came back to him. "086 was locked up for two years before the raid on my lab. . ."
Flashback
Shadow was locked behind a large, glass case. He was equipt with a straightjacket, and was also chained to the wall. He was seated in an average wooden chair, struggling to get out and yelling Turian vulgarities every so often. He was feed through a tube that descended from the ceiling and stopped right in front of his mouth. He wasn't always under such heavy security. Once he was just kept behind the glass. That all changed when "the tragedy" struck. Sitting chained to the wall behind him, Shadow thought back to the time when he had earned the "privilege" to have such special treatment.
6 months earlier
Shadow sat on the floor of his cell. His legs were crossed and his eyes were closed while his head was bowed and his hand sat on his knees, index finger touching his thumb. His mind was clear, and he was trying to contact one of the experiment nurses via telepathy.
'There must be one of them near. I can sense it,' he thought. As if by magic, he sensed a presence. Shadow visibly smirked. 'I love this power,' he said to himself demonically. He then lied down on his side and called out to the life force he had sensed. 'Come to me, my pray,' he whispered while smirking.
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A pink, female experiment (RESEMBLING Angel) with green hair and a small medical cap with a red cross on the front pushed a cart down the empty hallway. She hated her job in the mental clinic of the lab. Since she looked so much like 624, all of the males tried to grab at her. She sighed and continued to push her cart full of medicine, needles, and pills down the hall when she heard a voice call out to her. It sounded weak and in pain. It also sounded as if it was coming from. . . in her head.
'Please. . . somebody. . . anybody. . . help me,' the voice called out to her. She stopped pushing her cart and looked all around her, seeing no one.
"Is there anybody there?" she called out. There wasn't an answer. After scanning the area for a short while, she shrugged the feeling off and proceeded to push her cart down the hallway. She stopped again when she heard the voice call out for a second time.
'Please. . . I beg of you. . . help me. . . I'm in pain. . . excruciating pain,' the voice called out the her again. The nurse looked around the empty hall again, wondering wether helping with the mentally ill experiments had an impact on her own sanity or not.
"Hello? Who's there? I'm here to help you," the nurse called out to the disembodied voice. She abandoned her cart and tried to seek out the source of the calling, not to mention hoping that there was a source instead it just being her own mind playing sadistic games on her.
'Please 444. . . I'm in pain. . . such pain. . . please save me,' it called out again. 444 was shocked and almost disturbed by the fact that the voice she was hearing knew her number, but she was too busy trying to find where it was coming from to worry about how it knew her. By now, she was in the dark corner of the hall where it turned right, where there was nothing but experiment cells and darkness.
"Which cell are you in?" she spoke out, just above a whisper. None of this made sense to her. Never before had she heard voices in her head. She shook off the idea of insanity and assumed that it was an experiment calling out for help.
'At the end of the hall. . . please hurry,' the voice cried out. 444 gasped at these words.
"The. . . the end of the hall? But. . .but that's. . . that's 086's cell!" she said. Being one of the nurses that working in the mental health area of Jumba's lab, she knew all of the patients and why they were locked up. 086 was there because of what he did upon activation; killing five scientists and almost taking Jumba's life as well. He was considered to be one of the three most dangerous experiments ever created. He had even fancied a name for himself; Shadow. 444 was skeptical about helping this experiment, now that she knew where it was.
'That. . . that matters not. Please. . . help me,' the voice replied. It's first sentence seemed rather harsh, which put 444's mind in doubt, but how it had pleaded afterward was too much for her, and she ran down the hall to 086's cell, past the other vault-like cell doors that lined the hall. She had no idea as to how this experiment was still alive, but it didn't matter. She had to help it. When she reached the door at the end of the hall, she entered the security code and stood back as the large metal door slowly swung open. 444 then ran into the room and searched the area. In the back left corner of the room was a large, glass encasement where Shadow was, laying on his side and bathed in light, facing away from her, and apparently asleep. Just right of his encasement was a desk that stretched from just right of where Shadow's glass cylinder was to the far right corner of the room. Just to the right was a filing cabinet, filled with research results no doubt. In the smallest whisper 444 could conjure, she spoke out again.
"I am here. Where are you?" she said to the voice, trying to find a body or an experiment somewhere in the darkness.
"Here. Here, 444. Please help me," the voice said, but this time, it didn't sound like it was in her head. This time it sounded like it was verbally talking to her. 444 turned her head just in time to see Shadow turn form his side to his back, his head facing her with his arm held out, claws pointing towards the ceiling. 444 couldn't believe what she was hearing or seeing. "Please 444. I'm dying. Save me I beg of you," Shadow begged. 444 seemed shocked. One of the three most deadly experiments, was begging for her help. She didn't like it. 444 scowled and turned to leave.
"No, 086. It's more than likely one of your tricks. Besides, you-" the pink experiment was cut off by a scream of agony. She whipped her head around to see Shadow with his back arched and a paw to his side. A few seconds later, 444 saw a pool of lime green blood on the floor. She immediately forgot any suspicions she had against him and ran to the glass containers, trying to find the cause of the blood. When Shadow turned, 444 gasped at what she saw. His side had been severely slashed, with blood pouring out of the wound. Some of Shadow's deranged, yellow organs were showing. 444 entered the access code that opened the glass container and rushed to Shadow's side. She hoisted him up, holding his head in one of her paws and the other under his back. Shadow looked up into her eyes with a pleading look.
"P-please, 4-444. I-I'm dying. Help me. I beg o-of you. Please. . ." he begged, his voice fading. 444 pitied him for once. His voiced wasn't that of a demonic killing machine. It was that of one who was about to die, and didn't want to.
"Hold on, 086. I'm going to call for help," 444 responded. Pulling a walkie talkie from her belt.
"H-hurry. I-I'm sl-slipping," Shadow said weakly, raising a claw to her face in a begging fashion. 444 spoke into the walkie talkie in an urgent tone, her back to him.
"All emergency personnel this is experiment 444 we have an emergency in-" 444's words were cut off by a sharp pain on the top of her head. It was evident that something had yanked her up by her hair, and she moaned in pain at the feeling, tears forming in her eyes and her paws flailing aimlessly.
"You are a fool, 444," an evil voice chuckled from behind her. It was only at this point that she discovered that she had been tricked. She was scared and hurting, and she knew what was going to happen to her. Shadow turned her around to face him. She saw that his would was still wide open and gushing blood, and his face no longer held a look of pain and worry; instead, he had the look of a cold-blooded killer. His true nature.
"W-why?" 444 managed to choke out throw the tears and pain.
"Why? WHY!" he yelled, pulling her so close towards him that she could smell the stench of blood and flesh on his breath, and feel his cold blood gush onto her. She could also see into his soul through his eyes; her primary function. She was scared still as to what he would do to her, and the feeling of someone else's near ice-cold blood gushing onto her slender leg. "I've been locked in this damned asylum for a year and a half, and not once in that span of time have I used this power of mine! Now, I wish for you to assist me in relighting this dying flame inside me," Shadow said, barely above a whisper.
"What- what do you mea-" 444 blurted out, trying to figure out what Shadow was talking about. Assist him? How could she possibly assist him?
"Look for me in hell, my friend," Shadow said to her, before he dropped her to her knees and immediately used one of his long claws to slash her neck, sending chunks of blue meat and blood flying and spurting out of the slash. 444 grabbed her neck, vainly trying to keep whatever she could in, eyes wide with shock, trying to register what had just happened. Before her nerves slowly came to realize what had happened, she felt something impale her right through the stomach. She looked down, making a gurgling sound in her throat, to see that one of Shadow's claws had been implanted into her gut. She slowly looked up and Shadow, seeing the evil and corrupt soul behind his eyes.
"086. . ." she whispered, blood dripping out of her mouth as she spoke. Those were her last words, for when her brutally ripped his claw from her, 444 fell back dead, her arms and legs sprawled out on the floor, and her face tilted to the left, blood pouring out from her mouth, cut, and hole in her gut. Darkness finally consumed her world shortly after.
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Shadow admired his work for a bit before he reached down slowly and plucked a single, sturdy hair from her head. He examined it close up and then pulled hard on it, making sure it wouldn't break. When he found that 444's hair was strong enough for him to use, he spawned a needle in between his thumb and index claw, and used the hair and needle to stitch up his large, self-inflicted wound, closing the large gash slightly more with every pulling of the hair. In a mater of minutes he had healed himself of the gash, and stood to his feet, looking at the dead body on the floor.
"Hm. She should have trusted her intuition. Oh well. Now that she opened the door to this containment area, I might as well-" he began to say, but Shadow's words were cut of by something tackling him to the ground and forcefully shoving his paws behind his back. He heard voices of other experiments, and knew what was happening in and instant. "What the hell!" Shadow yelled, angry at the fact that he had been caught and was being punished for it.
"Shut your mouth, 086. You've killed for the last time. The very last time," said a male voice from on top of him. He heard other experiments talking around him as well, and saw some of their feet in his limited line of vision from the ground.
"For the love of-!" one of them exclaimed, obviously talking about 444's mutilated body. Shadow had a smirk on his face from the reaction of the experiment, but not for long as he felt himself being forced to his feet, and then saw another unknown experiment in front of him come towards him with a straightjacket. Shadow struggled and fought, trying to break free of his captor's grip, but to no avail. He was fitted with the straightjacket and turned around so that his back was forced into the dark corner of the cell and chained to the wall. From this position, however, he could finally be able to see what was happening. He could see 444's dead body being loaded onto a stretcher and carried out of the room, and other experiments cleaning up the mess of blue and lime green blood and meat, with looks of disgust on their faces. And there, standing before him, was his captor. When Shadow laid eyes on him, extreme rage and hatred flowed through him. He lashed out, as if trying to break out of the straightjacket and brutally kill the one who stood before him.
"Temper temper, 086," 085 said in a calm and charming voice, waving a finger in the air as if in a lecturing motion, completely mocking Shadow. The demonic experiment lunged out at 085 again, but not even coming close to achieving his impossible goal of breaking out of the straightjacket.
"You son of a trog!" he screamed, anger coursing through him. He wanted to kill him. Shadow would have liked nothing better than to kill 085 in the most brutal and gory way imaginable. 085 didn't even flinch. He just stood there with his hands behind his back, as calm as could be.
"Such language is not necessary, 086," 085 said calmly, walking right up to Shadow and playfully slapping him across the face. This action only made Shadow angrier, and lunge out again. This time, however, Shadow almost succeeded in his minor goal of causing harm to 085, nearly biting his paw. Unfortunately for the demon creature, 085 was too fast for him, and pulled his paw away in the nick of time, only just avoiding having his small paw severely injured. Now 085 was slightly perturbed. "You need to watch yourself, 086. Don't forget; I know what your Achilles heal is, so don't do anything to make me use it against you," 085 said before he turned to leave. Shadow could not believe that he, one of the deadliest experiments of all time, had been talked to that way.
"I WILL GET YOU FOR THIS 085! I SWEAR TO GOD! I'LL GET YOU," the demon screamed through the cell. This threat made 085 stop in his tracts. He slightly turned his head to one side to look at Shadow out of the corner of his glaring eye.
"Leave us. I wish to talk to him alone," 085 commanded in a dangerous tone. It was evident that he was angry, and 085 was not an experiment you wanted to anger, no matter how nice he really was. The paramedics left the room, leaving the two experiments alone. 085 walked slowly up to the glass, placing his face merely inches away from it.
"I thought that would get your attention," Shadow said calmly, tilting his head back slightly. "You do know, of course, that sooner or later I will breakout," Shadow said, closing his eyes before opening them again to look at 085. 085 merely nodded.
"It's bound to happen sooner or later. Why?" he said in his deep and elegant voice. Shadow smirked at his question, knowing fool well that 085 had a clear idea as to what Shadow was imposing.
"Then you do of course know, that you're going to be the first one that I'm coming after. And when I catch you. . . I'm going to kill you," Shadow said in a demonic whisper, tilting his head back even further. His statement had an effect on 085, but he didn't show it. He merely nodded his head slowly and calmly.
"You'll have to fight for that honor, first," 085 said nonchalantly. Shadow merely smirked at his comment.
"It wouldn't be as much fun if I didn't have to," the demon merely said. Sensing that the conversation was over, 085 turned and left, leaving the cell without another word. Before he closed the large, vault like door to Shadow's room, the monster in the glass case called out one last time. "Brush up on your martial arts, 085. I know that you haven't been practicing, and I don't want to beat you too easily on our next, encounter," Shadow said, lowering his head down to his chin and looking up at 085. As the huge door to Shadow's vault slowly came to a close, 085 responded to Shadow's latest "word of advice".
"I plan to," was all he said, before the large door to Shadow's cell closed with an echo, and plunged the rest of the room into darkness.
6 months later: Present Flashback Moment
That was months ago. Shadow was now waiting for the moment to come. He knew that it would be that day. He had looked into it. It was only a matter of seconds before the troops came. They would find him, and make the last mistake of their lives. Shadow smirked as he thought about the beautiful carnage that would take place in the halls of Jumba's lab. He waited, his head bowed and his eyes shut. He waited. Waited. After what seemed like hours. He began counting in his head.
'5. . . 4. . . 3. . . 2. . . ' he thought to himself, his smile growing wider and wider with each slowly passing second. ". . .1". Right after he verbally said the word one, the huge, vault like door burst open with an explosion, sending it flying. Shadow didn't even flinch as it landed right on the glass wall of his chamber, shattering a portion of the glass, just big enough for the troopers to fit in. Shadow was pleased to see that it had very sharp edges, and even some points. The troops of the Galactic Federation ran into the cell, blasters up and ready to fire.
"Hut hut hut hut hut hut hut hut," they said in union as they ran in, taking strategic positions in the room with their blasters raised, scanning the area for anything that might come as a threat.
"Commander, here's another one," a trooper said, motioning to his supervisor and trudging into Shadow's glass containment area. His commander followed, walking over broken glass and into the cell. The two troopers looked at Shadow with interest. This one had it's head bowed and it's eyes closed.
"Well done, private. Get him out of that jacket and take him back to the van," his commander ordered. The private nodded his head.
"Yes sir," he responded respectfully, walking over to Shadow, placing his blaster down, and began to take the chains off of him. Shadow waited eagerly to get out of his imprisonment to begin his mayhem, but he had to be patient. The second his jacket was taken off, the massacre could begin. Speaking of which, the private had began to take Shadow's jacket off.
'Steady,' the demon thought while the private unlatched the last two latches on Shadow's jacket. The second that the very last latch was removed, Shadow jumped from the jacket, high into the air, claws ready. As he fell, he used his claws to deeply slash the private's torso, making him fall to the ground, screaming as the purple blood gushed from his wound. In the blink of an eye, Shadow grabbed the commander by his throat and ran towards the newly made entrance of his glass container, shoving the commander's head up onto on of the points, orange blood gushing out like a fountain as all life functions ceased. The other troops stared at what they had just seen in horror. They raised their blasters and fired, hoping that they could end this experiment's life before he ended theirs. The experiment didn't move a muscle as the plasma seemingly struck him, and after a few rounds were shot off, there was a large, gray cloud of smoke and dust formed, clouding whatever vision of the monster there was before. After the remaining troops had emptied their magazines, the dust cloud cleared, with not a trace of Shadow to be found.
"Good job, men," one of the troops said, assuming that their target had been destroyed. "Now, let's get out of here to clear this lab of the other-" his sentence was never finished, for at that moment, a satanic looking spear feel from the darkness above, piercing the soldier's head and stopping somewhere in his torso, causing blue blood to gush from his new wound. As soon as the dead solider began to fall, Shadow fell from the darkness above, a kwan do in hand. He brought the blade down on one of their heads, causing it to split in two, showing the soldier's brain and other glands in his head, which was being drained of the yellow blood that once occupied it. The black and red experiment then turned to the last and final trooper in the room, and rammed the blade of the kwan do right into his chest. Shadow watched as the soldier cried out in pain as his green blood spilled out of his mortally wounded chest, falling to the ground and squirming around on the floor shortly before dying. Leaving the five dead soldiers he had just disposed of behind, Shadow fast walked out of the room of his large prison cell, spawning a throwing knife in his paw as his hunched over form reached the left hand side of the entrance of the cell. He looked right, then left, sensing no soldiers to the right, but hearing voices and footsteps from the left. He straightened himself up, dagger in his paw and ready to let it fly. When the first trooper appeared from around the corner of the hall, Shadow quickly jumped out from his hiding spot and let fly his throwing knife, sending it flying and mind-boggling speeds. As soon as the knife had left his paw, the demon ran down the hall towards the soldiers, spawning a double bladed sword in his paws. As he neared the end of the hall, the knife he had throw struck the first trooper right in the kidney, making it impossible for him to scream as the knife entered his body, also making him turn his head and clutch his side in pain. To the second trooper, it was a fairly odd sight to see his companion suddenly tilt to one side. In an instant, Shadow came around the corner and shoved on end of the sword into the second troops stomach, causing him to drop his gun as black blood slowly but surely gushed out. A second later, the demon shoved the first troop onto the other blade of the sword, coating the blade with a new layer of transparent blood. Both troops fell to the ground with a thud, blood flowing from both their bodies. The demon walked to the end of the hall again and peeked around the corner to the left, seeing even more troops down that way. Spawning a flail, Shadow grinned evilly and waited for the right moment, where all of the guards had their backs turned to him.
'This will be much more fun that I originally thought,' Shadow said to himself, as he saw his opportunity. As the last soldier turned his back, the evil demon came out with the large, long spiked flail being swung around his head. He ran towards the first soldier and struck him right in the back of the head, causing him to fall into the trooper in front of him as gray blood flew from the holes in his head. The soldier in front of the trooper that had just fallen turned around sharply.
"Hey! What are you-" he began to say, having his sentence cut off by a large flail smacking him right in the face, shattering his visor and causing him to fall to the ground as gold blood flew from the large holes that now covered his face. Swinging the flail above his head, Shadow ran through the path of the troopers, smacking each and every one of them upside the head, causing them to either fall to the ground or fly through the air, different colors of blood flooding the floor, staining the troopers white suits with a rainbow of gore. Since the demon was running and incredibly fast speeds, it was near impossible for the troops that had not been killed to notice the carnage that was about to come. After every last one of the troopers was dead, Shadow made his flail disappear in a flash of bright light after looking at his work in pride, and began to run down the hall to the right. It was one hundred meters to the seemingly endless corridor, and when Shadow had finally gotten to the other end of it, it turned to the left. Looking to his left, he could see the double doors, which exited out into the streets of Turo, and he managed to grin and let out a small chuckle through his panting. He walked out into the lobby, where no carnage had taken place yet. Three pillars stood on each side of the lobby, with various doors on each side as well, obviously leading to other areas of the lab. The demon was in the very middle of the lobby when a voice called out to him.
"Leaving? So soon? Surely you didn't forget the challenge you presented me with six months ago, did you, 086?" the rich, masculine voice behind him said. Shadow closed his eyes and bowed his head.
"But of course not," he said, eyes still closed and head still bowed. "How could I possibly forget to take you out once and for all?" he asked dangerously, finally turning back the way he came to face his opponent, who chuckled slightly at his remake
"Take me out? Oh 086, you and I both know that it is I who shall take you out," 085 said with a smile, slowly walking towards Shadow with his paws behind his back, looking at the ground. "There is no way that you are stronger than me," 085 said nonchalantly, looking up at Shadow's face when he was merely a foot away from him.
"I would love to see you do that, 085. How to you propose to do it? Are you going to sing to me?" 086 said mockingly, with an hint of sarcasm in his voice and a smile on his face. His comment made the smile on 085's face.
"Now there's no need for insults," the virtuous experiment said, not happy with his counterpart's comeback.
"Oh come come now, 085. It's all just fun and games. . . " Shadow said, turning his back to 085 and taking a few steps away from him. 085 just stood there with an agitated look on his face. He didn't see it, but Shadow was getting one of his claws ready to strike and injure his nemesis. ". . .until someone loses an EYE!" Shadow said, his voice beginning to rise towards the end as he turned with a murderous glint in his as he attempted to run his claw right through 085's head. 085 saw his, and ducked out of the way just in time, coming back up to his upright position and aiming a kick towards Shadow's head, hitting him right in the temple and drawing blood. Shadow recoiled and felt his temple, feeling the cold blood in his paws before he looked back up at 085 with a look of pure surprise.
"I've been practicing," 085 said. This made Shadow smirk slightly as he regained his composure.
"So I see. Well it seems I've underestimated you. I promise that won't happen again," Shadow replied. There was a small, metallic creek in the background, but neither experiment payed it any heed. They merely looked at each other, looks of loathing on their faces. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Shadow attacked. He leapt at 085, ready to hit him with a chop. 085 jumped out of the way as Shadow came down, harmlessly hitting the floor so hard that it cracked. As 085 landed, he ran towards Shadow with a fist ready to strike. The murderer saw 085 running towards him, and straightened himself out and caught 085's fist in his paw. Shadow went into a cat stance, and was ready to hyper extend 085's fragile arm by striking upward on his outstretched elbow. Fortunately, 085 saw Shadow's next move, and flipped over his head so that he was behind the Devil's Son, and kneed him right in the back, causing him to let out a cry of pain. Seeking revenge, the demon spun around and struck 085 with the back of his fist, causing a few drops of white blood to fly from his temple. 085 stumbled back, trying to regain perspective of the battle. Just as he came to, he ducked to avoid Shadow's jump kick, and countered by striking him right between the legs with his fist. As Shadow landed from his attack, he bend over and moaned in pain, clutching his crotch from the low blow he had just received. 085 took this opportunity, grabbing the back of Shadow's head and forcing it down on his knee. This attack immediately caused Shadow to recoil, his paws holding his broken nose as cold, lime green blood seeped out. As Shadow came to again, he grabbed the foot 085 had intended to kick him with. The demon smiled evilly at 085 as he lifted him over his head and slammed him brutally on the ground. He repeated this attack on his other side, lifting the fragile experiment up over his head and slamming him on the ground yet again. 085 whimpered as he was mercilessly slammed against the hard ground over and over again, more and more white blood visible on the floor with each hit. Finally, Shadow used almost all his energy to hurl 085 towards a wall, smiling as he came in contact and cracked it. 085 weakly rose to his feet, clutching his side and squinting his left eye. Shadow came towards him with a smirk on his face, panting from exhaustion. "Well 085. It looks like I'm the victor," Shadow said as he was mere feet away from 085. Shadow stood there for a moment, smiling down on 085's hunched over form. After a long minute, Shadow's smile faded when 085 still did not raise his head to admit defeat. "Answer me, 085", Shadow said impatiently. Unfortunately for Shadow, he didn't see 085 place his foot on the wall behind him, so the demon didn't know what to think when 085 raised his head and grinned at him. Shadow was even more stunned when 085 launched himself off of the wall and head butted the Devil's Son right into a pillar, where his head hit the solid marble hard, causing cold, lime green blood to splatter all over the white marble. Shadow sank down to the floor with a look of pure shock plastered onto his face as his head tilted to one side. 085 smiled widely as he lay on the floor, barely able to keep his head up as he spoke to the seemingly dead monster that lay before him.
"I win, 086," he whispered slightly as he let his head gently drop to the ground, darkness taking his consciousness.
End Flashback
"After I vatched the battle between 085 and 086, and vhen it was being over, I snuck out from behind the door I was hiding and gathered them both up before the soldiers who raided my lab could," Jumba explained. Lilo and Stitch had a trance like expression on their faces, dumbfounded at the tale Jumba had just told.
"So basically, the more Shadow kills, the more powerful his psychic abilities become?" Lilo questioned in fear. If this was the case, then they were dealing with a very dangerous experiment. Jumba nodded his head.
"That is being correct," he said. He regretted every giving Shadow that feature in his programming. He never thought it would have lead to such carnage and tragedy.
"But, how did you know about 444 and how Shadow killed all of the soldiers?" Lilo asked curiously. Jumba had left so much out, it was hard to tell how he had known what he had not seen.
"085 told me about 444's tragedy. Also, cameras caught all of 086's massacre in the halls of Jumba's lab," Jumba explained.
"And metallic creek before fight?" Stitch managed to ask in broken English, still in his bandages.
"Metallic creek was me, 626. I opened vone of the doors just enough for me to vitness battle between experiments 085 and 086," the 'evil genius' answered. Lilo just had two more questions to ask. She wanted to know what would bring the demon down once and for all.
"Jumba, how are 085 and Shadow still alive? I thought they were mortally wounded," she asked, getting her first question out in the open for answer. Jumba sighed. It was obvious that he was getting tired of the questions being thrown at him. He thought he explained what happened perfectly. Seeing Jumba's frustration, Lilo added on to her question. "We're almost done, Jumba. Then we'll let you go," she said with a friendly tone, hoping to calm the large alien down.
"After their battle, I grabbed both 085 and 086 before guards could. Then I took them to secret underground hospital and began to heal them. After hours of tedious work, Jumba finally brought both experiments 085 and 086 back to full health. Soon after that, I dehydrated them and put experiment pods into experiment capsule," Jumba said. He then prepare himself for Lilo's next question, whatever it may be.
"Is there anyway to turn 086 to good, or do we have to. . . get rid of him?" Lilo asked, gulping before the last part of her question. She had never before even thought about killing an experiment, and she hoped even now that she wouldn't have to. She prayed that Jumba would tell her how to turn Shadow to the good side. The wished it with every fiber of her being. Unfortunately, Jumba shook his head.
"I'm a sorry, little girl. You must kill 086. But, I am not knowing how. I have tried everything before I locked him up; guns, knives, poison, drowning, forcing him to listen to Turian polka, everything," Jumba said, his hands behind his back. Lilo looked down in despair. It was obvious that what Jumba said didn't help much, and he knew that Lilo had just grown afraid for her race. Thinking a minute, Jumba remembered something. Something that might have some significance. "Do not look so down, little girl. Just because Jumba doesn't know, does not mean that 085 does not know," Jumba said, winking at Lilo as her head came up with a look of hope and happiness.
"085 knows how to deal with Shadow! We gotta go get him!" Lilo said enthusiastically.
"Ih!" Stitch said, fully backing Lilo up. Jumba sighed before he spoke again.
"It vill be hard to find 085's pod. . ." Jumba began to say, but was cut off by Lilo, who, of course, didn't care how hard or how easy it would be to find an experiment.
"That's okay. Me and Stitch will find him, won't we Stitch?" Lilo said, having full confidence in their abilities to find and capture experiments. Stitch jumped up and flexed his muscles happily.
"Ih!" he said again, also feeling confident in his abilities. Lilo smiled at him before turning to Jumba again.
"So can we go get him?" she asked, almost begging. Jumba scratched the back of his head.
"Vell. . . I can't see. . . vhy not. . ." he managed to say, no so sure about what Nani would think about the two of them going out again after their last experiment encounter. It didn't really matter, since Lilo jumped in the air and gave out a happy shout before running out of the room with Stitch hot on her heals.
"Bye Nani. Stitch and me are going out to catch another experiment," Lilo said nonchalantly to her sister, who was sitting on the couch in the living room and reading a magazine. Lilo's words only just registered in Nani's brain the second that Lilo and Stitch were out the door. Nani threw her magazine aside and ran to the door, only to find that Lilo and Stitch were already running down the dirt road into town.
"AFTER YOUR LAST ENCOUNTER, YOU'RE GOING OUT AGAIN! I DON'T THINK SO! LILO! GET BACK HERE!" Nani screamed after them, hoping that her commands would have an effect for once. Of course, Lilo and Stitch didn't listen to a word she said, and continued down the dirt road and out of sight. It was at this moment that Jumba had come to the door, also hoping to catch the duo of experiment hunters, but found them gone. Nani scowled loudly as she stomped back in the house, not only angry but worried as well. Jumba looked out towards the area where Lilo and Stitch were going, and mentally prayed in his own language to a Turian god that they would be okay. With Stitch as weak as he was from his battle with Shadow, he wouldn't be able to fight off whatever threats that they might encounter. And if they ran into Shadow himself. . . another tragedy would haunt his dreams.
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My biggest fear with this chapter was from the part that Shadow broke out to the end. I hope that you liked it. BTW, don't forget to vote on what you want me to do with this fic. Now then, on with the responses.
Spiritofdawolf: Wow! Really? Thanks! I haven't scared anyone with this yetHow did you like the other chapters?
Deathdoesn't-matter: LOL. Thanks. Ya know, we need to start talking more again. I found something you might like.
Vikishy: I love you too. '
Mareo and Anime: Sorry about the long update wait. But hey; you've opened my eyes. Now I know that I'm lagging, and need to do something about it, but I'm going to let the readers decide.
Kari: I'm glad you still like it. There's no need for you to vote. I think I might already know what you want.
Mona: FINALLY! Someone gets the pun between Shadow's number and his function! Very cleaver of you. Also; I know that this chapter wasn't Shadow vs. Stitch, but did you like it anyway?
Kazehana: Gee, thanks for the feedback. -.-;;;
Keaton the Black Jackal: Is it really that good? I never thought that my writing would be worthy enough to even be mentioned in the same sentence as VOID99 (who is back, by the way (LONG LIVE VOID99!)). And I tried to space my paragraphs out in a fic on my old account. It just came out like this one is, so. . .yeah.
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