To all of you that have reviewed my previous chapters, Thank you! You've given me the confidence I needed to continue with this story. And just to clarify things a bit, Gail did not kill Stitch in chapter 1. That was a clone. I appreciate the feedback anyway, though ^^. Read on and Review some more, please. : )
Omega Chapter 3
Stitch finally made it back to his house, coffee in hand. When he got there, however, he had to figure out a way to get inside without Nani finding out, so he simply climbed up the gutter, and then across the roof and into his room. He then found himself with a small problem. How would he get the coffee to Nani without her finding out that he not only left the house but had "liberated" it from the coffee shop downtown??? He resolved that he would tell her tomorrow, or even later on in the day that he bought her some new coffee. He would even say he'd borrowed the money from Jumbaa if she'd asked. Stitch hid the coffee in his little bed and decided to take a nap.
He hadn't been laying there long when an explosion rocked the house o its very foundations. He leaped out of his bed and he jumped down the elevator shaft, landing on his rear, but then getting up almost immediately to run down to where the sound seemed to have come from…Jumbaa's lab. He saw smoke pouring out of Jumbaa and Pleakley's room. When he got there he saw Jumbaa, covered in black soot, holding what looked like a shot glass full of liquid.
"What happened!?" Stitch yelled in confusion and alarm.
Jumba coughed a few times before replying, black soot coming out in small puffs as he did so,
"Is old Karpluxian drink mix. As can be seen, is quite potent! Tasty, too." Jumba laughed happily as he took a sip.
The stuff was plainly alcoholic. Nani, Lilo, and Pleakley had just gotten there as Jumba had finished explaining. Stitch explained to them what it was, and they all sighed with relief, except Pleakley. Whom, as always, became immediately worried over nothing. Pleakley began to talk about the terrible dangers of a drunken mad scientist…er…evil genius. But, as usual, no one listened to a word he said.
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One moment, he was a beautiful horse-like creature. Short dark brown fur all over his body, beautiful blue eyes, a wonderfully soft, long tail…the next, he was a creature of terror, a creature only seen in the worst kinds of nightmares in the darkest of places and the latest of nights. He was many things, and always would be, but for all of his variables, there was at least one constant. He was Omega.
Gail smiled at his creation, his many features and his many powers. His surprising amount of cooperation…Since his birth, Omega had been quite willing to undergo tests of his strength, tests of his agility, ability, and everything about him. Gail had made it so Omega had no sense of love. Gail had known that love, and the capacity to do good were the downfall of every experiment to date, at least, in part. Omega was ruthless, Omega was a killing machine. Gail told Omega about himself, about who he was, and finally, he told Omega what he was. Eventually, in addition to Omega's own staggeringly powerful intelligence, he held the professor's as well. Omega was male. The professor, in his arrogance, believed men to be the superior race. Therefore, Omega was created to be a male, although he could transform into any sex he wished. Omega preferred to take one form above most, the form was about a foot taller than the height of Experiment 626. This form had four arms, two legs and looked nearly identical to 626. His body type was where his resemblance of 626 ended. His eyes were a blood-red color. He had fangs that protruded from his mouth downwards, in cruel arcs. His fur felt as though it was made of the softest velvet in the galaxy, its smooth black color reflecting the light ever so slightly. If you looked deep enough into his eyes, you could see a primal desire behind them. A bloodlust… He was beautiful…and deadly.
"Omega..." Gail began, "I want you to work for me, and I wish to test out your capabilities."
"What test you like me to perform, my creator?" Omega replied in his harsh voice.
"The scientist Hämsterviel, I want you to kill him."
Omega nodded, "Why would this be a test of my abilities? He is nothing but an insignificant being."
Gail grinned widely. "Because he's on the most heavily fortified prison Asteroid in the galaxy, Omega."
Omega nodded. "Yes, my creator."
Omega stood up and then walked toward the airlock of the spaceship, shape shifting as he went, becoming a creature with the ability to breathe and operate in space. He looked as though he were a giant Manta Ray, gliding through the cold vastness of space, gliding toward his bloody objective…