Hey again everyone! Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I've just been so busy… I'm gonna update pretty soon after this, though. Thanks a lot to all of you who take the time to read my fic, it means a lot to me. Please enjoy this chapter and the one (maybe two) after it. It all ends soon… Read and Review please. And don't forget to enjoy yourself : )
-Devenus
Omega watched what was happening to 626 with great satisfaction. He saw the despair in his eyes as Jumba broke the bad news to him. A quick scan also revealed that the nano-machine that had been added to 626's body was showing no activity. Omega smiled and felt…happy. No! There shouldn't be any emotion in his body! He does not feel emotion! Omega signed inwardly, calming himself, and continued to watch the tears stream down the small blue experiment's face. He began to chuckle quietly to himself. He stopped immediately. What the hell was this? Why was he feeling emotion!?
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Two weeks later.
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Stitch's pride had been shattered. He was in a wheelchair now, he felt useless, and weak. Jumba had constructed a special wheelchair for him to get around, it was automatic, and was controlled by a small joystick and switch on one arm of the chair. Jumba had begun constructing ramps around the house as well, in an attempt to ease Stitch's troubled soul. Once in a while, Stitch would break down, crying. Right now, that's precisely what he was doing. Jumba walked behind his broken child and gently put a hand down upon Stitch's shoulder.
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For the past two weeks, Omega had been watching 626, observing his misery, taking absolute delight in his pain and sadness. Omega was showing emotion more and more, an anomaly he would deal with later. For now, he didn't care, he enjoyed watching the pain.
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In a way, Omega had taught Stitch a lesson about pride. Stitch knew now that he wasn't perfect…and never would be… The saddened experiment sat sullenly within his wheelchair. What would happen now? What could he do now?
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Omega was slowly becoming more and more emotional, he didn't understand why, nor did he take the time to learn why, because he was afraid of what the answer might be.
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Professor Gail sat among the smashed remains of his lab, staring at a lone, single monitor, showing a small bit of scenery. His scanners revealed that Omega was there, watching Experiment 626, and…much to his dismay, delighting in his pain. While the fact that Omega had killed so many experiments made Gail proud, the fact that now, his experiment was slowly becoming more emotional was causing him to become furious. His "prefect" creation had a flaw. Omega was beginning to develop emotion. A flawed product of a deranged mind…Gail's own insanity had come back to haunt him in the form of his now failed experiment. Gail smashed another beaker in frustration. Perhaps Gail could contact Omega, make him kill 626 before Omega lost himself within his emotions…He wouldn't tell Omega of the flaw he had detected, of course not. That could compromise everything. He would only tell him that he wanted 626 dead ASAP…He set up a beamed transmission set directly for Omega's position.
"Omega, this is Gail. I want you to kill 626 immediately; I have another Job for you that must be completed as soon as he is killed."
"Yes, my creator…" Omega hissed his reply slowly.
Omega slowly phased out of the ground in front of Stitch's house, where he had been last watching the pathetic little failure. He smiled widely; this would most certainly be fun. He would strike great fear in him, he would make him suffer. Omega strode towards Stitch, who was still sitting sullen, in his wheelchair. He formed himself into the giant metallic creature that had destroyed the prison asteroid as. He stood his full height in front of stitch, eclipsing him with his shadow. Omega began to laugh.
"Goodbye 626." Omega said simply.
He raised his sharp metal arms into the air, ready to deliver the final blow…