Hey again everyone! I wanted to thank you all for sticking by this fic, not too much longer left, folks, so enjoy it while you can : ) I'd realized something reading over K9's review. I'm sorry to anyone who had already used the experiment number 629. I just wanted to stick by the series (Jumba created 627, and at the end of that same episode, 628, so 629 made sense) I didn't want to deviate from it in that respect. I hope you all enjoy this chapter, and I hope to hear lots of reviews. Please enjoy : )
Omega Chapter 13
"So am I." Stitch said, smiling defiantly at Omega.
Omega simply stared at him for a moment, then spoke,
"I am here to kill you. You are a failed experiment, 626. You were designed to be a destructive monstrosity, but you turned out to be nothing more than a weak fool who fell victim to his own love and emotions for the people of this pitiful planet. I have no emotion. I am the ultimate killer. I am perfect. To be imperfect like you is as good at death."
Omega didn't change form to fight Stitch because he wanted the satisfaction of prolonging 626's death by fighting him on nearly even grounds. A quick scan verified the fact that 626 was indeed, close to Omega's own fighting level. A small part of Omega enjoyed this. Omega lunged at Stitch, claws bared once again, in an attempt to slash at Stitch's throat. Stitch ducked and quickly dug his claws into Omega's side as he dashed by. Omega's wounds closed almost immediately. Stitch leaped into the air towards Omega, claws bared as before, but just before Stitch could connect with Omega's face, the evil experiment's hand was around Stitch's throat. Omega had caught him in mid air. Oddly enough, he had also retracted all of his claws, to keep Stitch alive. He leaned in close to Stitch's face, tightening his grip a bit, stopping Stitch from struggling within his grasp.
"Now, I break you." Omega whispered slowly and quietly.
With a quick burst of strength, Omega threw Stitch towards the wall of the room with such force that he careened through the house completely. After he flew through the house, Stitch's back slammed upon a large, thick tree. Stitch felt his vertebrae shatter. He passed out from the pain.
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Stitch woke up to a world of pain. Jumba was standing over him; a grimace could be seen upon his round features.
"Wh…What happened?" Stitch asked, still in absolute pain.
Stitch tried to get up…but for some reason, his legs didn't respond…for some reason…he couldn't even feel them…
"Jumba? What happened? Why can't I feel my legs!?"
Jumba shook his head slowly, tears in his eyes, "Your back is broken, 626. I cannot hope to repair the intricacies that were your nervous system…"
Stitch began to panic when suddenly; a thought came to his mind. Ben! Ben could help him!
"Ben? Ben??? Ben! If you're there…please…god…please answer me!" Stitch pleaded…
There was no reply.