Hello again, everyone. I know posting the next chapter so soon is kinda quick, but I got so excited about this one that I needed to do it as soon as possible. Thanks for taking the time to read this again, please read, review, and enjoy. By the way, sorry Daytime, I didn't mean to take it, it was a mistake, forgive me? : )
Omega Chapter 12
"Now, 626, we must make plan to take on this new enemy," Jumba began. "I have already come up with one. A genetic clone must be made of you." Jumba noticed the doubt and look of surprise evident upon the face of 626.
"Again, do not worry, 626, he will not be sentient, and he will only be there to distract your enemy. While he is busy with your clone, we can ambush him."
Stitch smiled.
"I like it too" Ben said inside of Stitch's head. "But, how do we combat an enemy we know nothing about? I don't like this."
Jumba walked from table to table within his laboratory, looking for the materials he would need to create a genetic clone of Stitch.
After finally collecting all of the components necessary, including a small vial of Stitch's blood (Which he was loathe to give because of certain sharp objects involved.) Jumba put all of the materials into a machine of his, and pressed a series of buttons. A few whirring sounds could be heard coming from the small machine, until it finally went silent. The machine opened up and there, lying down, was a clone of 626. It seemed to be in a catatonic state.
"What's wrong with it?" Stitch asked.
"I told you already 626, he is made only to be a sacrifice, he has no real mind or sentience."
Stitch nodded his head and then looked at his clone more closely.
"Wow, I'm hot." Stitch said, grinning widely at Jumba.
"Well, you Do take after me," Jumba replied, grinning just as wide.
Ben sighed and chuckled a bit to himself.
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Omega opened up his eyes. It was night; he had slept for exactly as long as he had wanted to. Omega slowly rose up out of the ground. He stood up tall in his favored form, stretching his body up to the dark sky. He scanned his surroundings, looking for 626. When he found his signal, he transformed back into his feline form, and bounded off towards it.
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A short while later, Omega was just outside of the property of Stitch's house. He scanned the house for 626 and immediately saw his signal in a room towards the top of the house. Omega slowly transformed himself into a hideous creature that seemed to be made of shadow, it had long claws, and no legs it merely floated a few feet off of the ground. He hovered off of the ground as this creature and slowly drifted up towards the window of the house. Once he had reached the window, he abandoned his shadow-like form and phased through the window. After he was through, he turned into his favorite form. He saw the sleeping body of 626 facing away from him…just like in the dream… Omega's thoughts began to drift…No. That was a dream. What little tinge of fear that had crept over him immediately fled. He stalked over to 626's body in complete and utter silence.
"This is going to be fun…" Omega thought to himself as he extended his knife-fingers as he had in the dream…He stabbed 626's body from behind this time. The moment he did, all of the lights in the room snapped on, blinding him for a half-second…
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"Oh my…what is that thing?" Ben asked silently as Stitch and him watched from the rafters of the room. Jumba had created a cloaking device for Stitch so that they could ambush whatever this enemy of theirs was.
They watched as the hideous, shape-shifting creature made its way through the room, towards Stitch's decoy.
"Wait for it…Wait for it…" Ben said slowly, within the confines of Stitch's mind.
The moment the creature stabbed his decoy, they snapped all of the lights in the room on to blind him. Stitch leaped at him, claws ahead of him, to tear this menace to pieces. His claws connected with the creature's face, tearing long crimson streaks across it. Omega quickly recovered and leapt back.
"You are 626? You don't match my specifications." Omega hissed.
"Who the hell are you? Who sent you?" Stitch demanded.
"I am…" Omega's injuries healed as he spoke "…perfect."
Omega bared his fangs and lunged at 626, flames of anger within his deep dark eyes. He slashed his claws along Stitch's face, giving him an injury identical to the one that Stitch had inflicted upon him just moments ago. Stitch Jumped back, trails of his own, brightly colored blood trailing along the flood from the gash on his face.
"Commencing repairs." Ben said, as he began to repair the recent injury to Stitch's face.
Stitch smiled defiantly as the injuries to his face closed up. "So am I."