That night I met Dr. Jacques Von Hamsterviel for the first time. I stood in front of my bed packing food, clothes, and some other essentials into my suitcase. I needed to travel light. Any other supplies I might need were on the ship. If I was quick I might be able to avoid running into someone. I didn't want to explain to Jumba why I was planning to fly off into space with his ship. He would probably try and convince me to stay.

No matter what I told him or what excuses I made. I knew Jumba wouldn't let me leave. I would miss him terribly, but I couldn't think like that. My emotions would get the better of me, and I would be compelled to stay on Earth. I knew I couldn't remain here. No matter how much I wanted to. As long as I was here I was putting my family in danger. I didn't think my Father could bare the emotional trauma if I or any more of his children were killed.

It would probably send him over the edge. I was told that when my Mother died he was stricken with grief. He was so broken up that Nani had to take care of us for a few days. It was understandable. He had just lost his mate, and now had four children to raise. Well technically only three. I was raised by Jumba he practically took me in as his own. However no matter what Jumba did Experiment 626 would always be my Father. I hoped he wouldn't be to upset about me leaving. At least I was getting away from Elvis. Since he blamed me for Presley's untimely death. I hated to see what he had in store for me. That was the motivation I needed. When I felt like unpacking and just giving up on this whole escape plan. I would think about Elvis. That thought would always keep me going.

Closing my suitcase and snapping the locks closed. I heaved it off my bed and started walking towards the door. Even though I had hardly packed anything. The large black case clutched in my right hand felt like it weighed a ton. I had intended to get new luggage, but I was so busy I never got around to it. My hand was inches away from the terminal when the alarm sounded.

Incoming transmission. Debra's robotic voice sounded from the intercom.

Who could be sending me a transmission? It wasn't like the number for our video phone was in the book. Curious I left my suitcase by the door, and walked down to the second floor. When I got there the computers screen was flashing blue. With the words "Please respond" typed across the screen. Stroking my chin I climbed into my chair, and answered the call. The flashing blue screen was immediately replaced with the smiling face of Dr Hamsterviel.

"Hello," He said. "Finally we meet. My name is Dr. Jacques Von-"

"Hamsterviel," I finished. "Yes, I've heard of you. Jumba was right you do have a twitchy nose like a gerbil. Though for some reason I pictured you taller." The small rodent like alien looked infuriated. I thought he was going to start shouting, but he restrained himself.

"Simon, your reputation proceeds you,"He said. "I have bin watching for quite some time now. I'm impressed with your work. You are indeed a brilliant scientist." Listening I leaned back in my chair. I was a sucker for flattery. "That idiot Jumba doesn't know what he has. You would be a valuable asset to- "

"What do you want?" I asked him.

Hamsterviel chuckled. "Right to the point aren't you? I admire that. It is not about what I want, it is about what I am offering."

"Fine, what are you offering?"

"Right to business then. I am offering you a partnership. Come and work for me and I will give you the most advanced laboratory the universe has ever seen. Imagine it, the most powerful technology at your finger tips. You will of course have access to unlimited funding for any project you might think of. And the galaxy's most intelligent minds working for you as your own personal staff. Think of what you could do or what you could create. With my help your potential is limitless!" I'll admit I was interested, but it still wasn't worth it. "We have both suffered loses," Hamsterviel continued. "You lost a brother and I lost my most trusted henchman. I hope you can put that aside and do whats best for your future."

"Whats the catch?" I asked. Hamsterviel smiled. I could tell by the look on his gerbil like face he was hoping I would ask that.

"All I ask in return is you create for me an experiment strong enough to destroy the Galactic Alliance once and for all!" He broke into a maniacal laughter

I thought it over. I didn't really need a new lab. I was happy with the laboratory I already had. Unlimited funding I didn't need. I had more than enough money. And I really didn't need my own personal staff. They would only slow me down. "Your going to have to do much better than that," I said shacking my head.

"Hmm, very well then," He said thinking hard. "How about this. A long with my first offer I will also give you a seat of power when I take over the Galactic federation. You will be my right hand man, and my most trusted advisor. You will be second only to me. Think it over Simon. Comfort and power for the rest of your life. Anything you want in the universe will be yours. All you have to do is reach out and take it! Whats it going to be? Yes or no? Smiling he crossed his arms waiting patiently for my answer.

I'll admit I was tempted to accept his offer. But no matter what deal he threw at me. There was no way I was going to work for him! I wasn't planning on helping him on his insane mission of galactic dominance. "Sorry Dr. Hamsterwheel I'm afraid I'm going to have to decline."

"It is pronounced HAMSTERVIEL! YOU INSOLENT LITTLE-" His sentence was cut short when I turned off the computer. For a minute I sat in my chair rubbing my head. That annoying little rodents high pitched voice had given me a headache. I still couldn't believe he actually expected me to work for him. No wonder he needed me to create an experiment for him. He probably wouldn't have the intelligence to do it himself. I suddenly found myself wondering why I was running from him in the first place. Hamsterviel wasn't exactly fear inspiring. However Acervus had bin far more dangerous than he was. If Hamsterviel had any more creatures like Acervus working for him. Then my family was still in danger. Now after just being rejected theres no telling what he might do. I had to leave now. Taking one last look around my lab I took the stairs up to the first floor, collected my suitcase and walked out the door.

XXXX

I sat in the pilots chair of Jumba and Pleakly's ship looking out the window. The stars were glowing that evening, a large white moon hung in the sky hidden behind a whiff of clouds. I could still smell the sweet Hawaiian air from inside the ship. For someone who didn't like this world I was suddenly having a hard time leaving it behind. I would miss this small community. I was comfortable here on this island. I had grow accustomed to the tranquility of the every day routines, and the sense of security that came with them. I hoped my sudden attack of homesickness wouldn't keep me here. I hadn't really thought about where I would go. Looking through he window I gazed at the starry sky. There were billions of planets out there. I was sure I could find a home among one of them.

OK I think I had overstayed my welcome long enough. It was time to get this tin can moving. I reached for the ignition but was disappointed to see that there was no key. I should have seen that coming. But if I knew Jumba which I did then the spare key would be...I reached under the seat, and felt around the floor with my hand. I felt my finger tips brush against something. Grabbing whatever it was I sat up straight. In my hand was a small blue box, and when I opened it. Just as expected the spare key was lying inside. I knew it! Jumba always kept a spare key near by.

Turning the key in the ignition the ship started to shack as the engines roared to life. I had to make sure the ship was in working order before I took off. The fuel was at maximum, the hull was undamaged, and the core temperature was normal. It looked like I was ready to go. The shacking increased as I pulled back on the accelerator. Typing in the coordinates I reached for the steering wheel.

" Going somewhere?" Spinning around in my chair I saw Jumba standing at the ships entrance with his arms crossed. He looked angry. All four of his eyes were glaring at me. "You forgot to close the platform," He said. I looked past him. The ships platform hung wide open. I felt like a prisoner who had just bin caught trying to escape from prison. The spot light was on me now. Jumba stood there scowling at me. If looks could kill I would have dropped dead on the spot.

Defiantly I turned away from him grabbing the steering wheel. "I'm leaving and your not going to stop me Jumba."

He shrugged. "I have no intention to. If you want to run away from your problems is fine by me." hated the he said it. He made me feel like a coward.

"Don't ridicule me I'm not running away," I retorted still not looking at him. For some reason I couldn't look him in the eye.

"Really, then what are you doing? Looks a lot like running away to me."

My hands squeezed the steering wheel. He was really starting to get on my nerves. "I can't stay here any longer."

"Really why is this?" Jumba asked. "What did Elvis do to you this time?"

"Its has nothing to do with my brothers!" I snapped. I started feeling that familiar pain in my head again. That sensation like someone was jabbing rail spike into my head.

"Then what is it? You just don't suddenly decide to leave planet for now reason?" I hated how calm he sounded. I was getting all worked up and he was just standing there looking down his nose at me.

"If I stay here Hamsterviel will just keep coming after me! What if you or my Father ends up with a whole blown through you like Presley! I...I couldn't live with myself if one of you died trying to protect me." Sighing I hung my head down. The pounding in my skull was steadily getting worse. I thought my head might burst at any second now.

A look of understanding came over Jumba's face. Walking over to me he placed his hand on my shoulder in a comforting gesture. "Simon, if Hamsterviel is hunting you here, then surly he will hunt you anywhere else. As long as you are here 626 can protect you. And I am promising nothing will happen to me or 626 if Hamsterviel should try and take you again. Remember you have a family that cares about you. In my time on earth I have learned that family is most important thing. In all the years we have bin friends trust me like you once did. Leaving would not be good idea."

I wasn't quite sure what to say. The in my head had reached such a level that I thought my head might explode like a bomb. The destructive programing set in my brain was trying to take effect. But my inferior brain wasn't strong enough to handle it. Usually when It got this painful I blacked out. It hurt so much, but I tried my best not to let it show. I was almost hoping for the welcoming darkness of a blackout. My senses started to become cloudy. I was still faintly aware that Jumba was speaking.

"You know when you were born the moment I set eyes on you. I knew you were special. I knew you were having it in you to be great evil genius. But if you still feel like going then by all means take my ship. Like I said I won't be stopping you."

What I did next was the biggest mistake I made since I started working on Chemical 606. I reached out and turned off the ships engines. Like I predicted my emotions and attachments had gotten the better of me. If only I had left instead of stayed. Things would have turned out differently, and for the better I might add. Picking up my suitcase we walked down the platform, and headed for our laboratory.