Slang entered into her room, Angel and Lilo were under her bed, while Stitch was in her closet. Slang looked around her room, looking for something.
"Where is it? I know I thought I left it on my podium." Slang started to really search. Angel noticed that a book was under Slang's bed right next to Lilo, "Oh yeah, I put it under my bed." Just as Slang started to bend over and reach for it, Clover suddenly screamed Slang's name.
Slang opened her door, looking at the green experiment as for the other two sisters, "What the hell is your problem?"
"I..I..I saw a spider going into your room, it was those black widow." Clover lied, Fang looked through Slang's half opened door, she saw something pink under Slang's bed, her eyes widened.
"Hey Slang, maybe it's time we should rehearse that new song of yours." Fang guessed.
"In a minute, I'm doing something." Slang closed the door, talking to nightmare as she sat right in front of Slang's closet, "Sometimes I wonder about those two. You think they went into my room."
Nightmare just meowed.
"You're right, they wouldn't dare or they would be spattered against the wall. Now that book." Slang continued to look, but by that time Angel slid the book to the far left, "There you are. Wonder how this got in here?" Slang suddenly lifted up the Stitch voodoo doll. In the closet, Stitch was lifted in the air, then Slang threw him in the voodoo doll pile, and suddenly the closet fell over, "I hope Stitch liked his little present just now. Ya know, I should prank him tomorrow when I'm not busy, just for laughs." Slang suddenly clenched her stomach as she fell to the floor, but she slowly got back up..
Nightmare meowed again.
"I'm fine." Slang sighed as she walked to her closet, "Man, that stupid case of scythe must've fell over again. I really need a new closet." Slang begins to open the closet, since Slang's closet was small and Stitch was pinned down by those scythe, there was really no place to go.
There was a ding, Stella put on her mittens as she pulls something out of the oven.
"Hurray, my blueberry and Cherry cobblers are done. Who wants some?" She announced, suddenly there was a knock on the door, Slang opened it to see Stella.
"I made blueberry cobbler, want some?" Stella said cheeringly.
Her stomach was growling, "No thanks, I have something to do."
"Okay, I was just hoping that you would since it's your favorite, slightly cooled with vanilla ice cream on top." Stella taunted her, "With a hint of nutmeg."
"It couldn't hurt to have a bite." Slang went out as her and nightmare walked out the door, finally the three could breathe as they moved out of their hiding spots except Stitch, Angel and Lilo had to pull him out before they could sneak out of the room. Angel was holding the diary still but hid it behind hers and Stitch's back. Slang was at the table, eating when she saw Lilo, Stitch, and Angel walking towards the door.
"Since when have you been in here?" Stella asked.
"Oh for a while, I have to go, I'll be back." Angel ran out along with Lilo and Stitch, all the way to Lilo's house where Corba Bubbles was standing there in front of the T.V.
"Lilo, I'm glad you made it, so for you Angel, I have some questions to ask you." Corba looked at Angel.
"Couldn't this wait, I have something important to do?" Angel tried to hurry but Corba stops her.
"It involves you sister, the blue one." Corba pushed in the tape, just then a female who was wearing a cape entered from a door and enters into another door, "Dave, from the local news is dead, we believe that your sister was the last one to see him alive." The tape continues, Dave walked out of the room, at first stops at the elevator but then just takes the stairs, Slang came out of the room and follows him, but then Dave came back running towards the camera.
"Now, Angel, your older sister, Slang, she has these "dark magical powers" right?"
Jumba butted in," You must be kidding with Jumba? Experiment 622 is the master of the dark element, in fact she taught other dark experiments to use their portions of their dark powers." Jumba suddenly covered her mouth.
"She did leave last night." Angel kept staring at the tape, a dark figure begin to walk from the stairs, and towards the camera, the lights started to flicker, the figure was revealed itself to be Slang as she touched the wound she got on her head (She's in human form), she leaned against the wall but then ran down the hallway.
"Look at that, she was able to turn into that dark cloud puff." Cobra fast forward the tape, to reveal Slang running down from the hallway and down the stairs, "The only reason she's not arrested is because I took the tape before anyone could see it. That part where Slang is running back down, that was 30 minutes later. EMS said that he died directly at midnight where he was pushed off the rooftop, holding some blue hair in his right hand, plus the blood on his hands matched the strands of hair."
Angel sat down on the sofa with a 'I don't believe you' look, "Corba, I'm telling you, Slang isn't a killer, there has been incidents where she wanted to kill someone and almost did but she didn't. Slang may not show it, but she's a really caring person or experiment."
Corba looked steamed as he removed his shades, "Listen to me, I have three people missing, and four people dead. I even have connections from her to the family. A week ago, with the Grays, some people said that Slang was having an affair with Slang which he ended breaking her heart."
"That's a complete lie, Mr. Gray and Slang were drunk and it was just a kissed."
"Either way, there was an article about it on the magazines even a picture. So, she took it out on the entire family by making them disappear. Then Ms. Kolla, head of the mayor's security ends up nearly slashed across the neck and beaten so hard that certain body parts went flying, Ms. Kolla kept tricking Slang into meeting up with the mayor at private locations making Slang mad, also, Ms. Kolla's stray cat ends up missing." Corba puts a found cat poster in front of Angel's face.
"That's Nightmare, experiment 062, Slang's cat. It was in her room." Angel grab the poster and looked at it, but then she crumpled it up, "She said she found Nightmare at the door of our house on Dark Mountain."
"Yet, only invited guest and family members can only go through the magical invisble barrier that surrounds your house."
"Slang gave Nightmare a collar with a magical bell so it'll let her in no matter what."
"Also, the substitute driver for the mayor ended up dead before he could walk out the door, with a slash around his neck. Witness said that they saw Slang entered into the house of Bryan Locks (the substitute driver), she enters into the house, suddenly there were gunshots and a male scream. Then, Slang ran out covered in blood!"
Flashback
Angel looked down remembering that before the concert, she walked in on Slang washing her dress, arms, face, and hair in the sink before using a cleansing spell. Slang looked at Angel (since Slang's face was only revealed in human form), she could see the terror in her face just second before Slang went back to her stern face, she could even see her eyes turning from red to blue.
"Slang, your eyes. What's wrong?" Angel was pushed away from Slang as she looked into the mirror.
"Nothing is wrong. I'm just a little...excited." Slang tried to smile as she quickly walked out of the bathroom. Angel saw Slang talking to someone on her cellphone after that.
End of Flashback
Corba continues," The mayor, who has been flirting with Slang, ends up dead from a broken neck, his cellphone had one voicemail from Slang, "Corba pulled out a recorder, with Slang's voice, "Hi Mayor..hmmm...Kauiu. It's Slang, meet me in the woods after the concert, bring no one, we need to talk."
"She must have a very good reason for this."
"WHAT REASON! She didn't even tell you, or any of your sisters right. And now, another man is dead someone who is also connect to your sister. All of this points to her!"
"That doesn't mean she did it! Maybe there's a stalker..I think it was this experiment!" Angel pulls out a picture, it was blurry, but she pointed to a red and black experiment that was in the background of Slang's pictures, "In Jumba's lab, everytime, she took a picture, this experiment was in it. I think he's stalking her, and kills whomever flirts or tries to mess around with her."
"Why hasn't she said something about it?" Corba looked at Angel.
Slang was sitting at a man's work place, (The Trashy Magazine) his name was Derick, a photographer who took the picture of Slang kissing Mr. Gray, she was sitting at on his chair as he gave her a cup of coffee. He came out of the Dark room, and sat in front of Slang.
"Thank for doing this for me." Slang took another slip, she was sweating like she was running a fever.
"I'm happy that I'm doing a favor for the Slang Angel. You're a great singer." He looked at her lovingly, "I'm sorry about the picture though about you and that man. It was just business."
"I don't care about those, I have bigger problems to worry about, "Slang looked out the window, looking a little nervous, she looks back at him, "When will the pictures be done?" She looked out the window again.
"Soon. Are you okay?" Derick noticed that Slang was sweating even more, she clenched her stomach and begins to breathe heavily. Derick tried to help but Slang shook her head and pushed him away.
"Don't touch me or you'll be in trouble." Slang warned, her eyes glared red for a second, "It's nothing, really. Maybe you should go and check on those pictures."
Derick backed up, some of his co workers just shrugged their shoulders, " Alright, they should be done by now." Derick walks into the dark room. He just had to hang up the last picture, he put it in the small bucket of water and shook it gently. Most of the pictures were of houses, one was the rooftop of a building, suddenly he heard this sound like the door was being opened, he turns around, the door wasn't cracked at all.
"eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."
Slang's clenched her stomach tighter. Her eyes suddenly glowed red.
"eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."
Derick turns around again for about the third time, he gasped as a figure stands before him.