"High Dive from Heaven"
a fanfic by Jacob "Robertoa" Corley
Chapter 1: Rejuvination
Slouched in his captain's chair, Gantu slept in front of the control panel of his once air-worthy ship. For over a year the ship had remained in this spot. It now served as the home for Gantu and experiment 625.
The video screen clicked on, but did not awaken Gantu. "Gantu!!" Hämsterviel shouted across the video screen, "Wake up you lazy, over-sized halibut, you!"
Gantu woke up, startled. "Dr. Hämsterviel! What's the problem?"
"You said you were going to send experiment 624 as soon as she was recaptured. It has been several weeks, and I have received nothing! Where is she?"
Gantu was shocked when he remebered 624; until now he had completely forgotten about her. Thinking quickly, he managed to come up with an alibi. "We will send her as soon as we can, sir. We still have a few... uh... minor details to work out." Needless to say, Gantu had never been great at impromptu alibis.
"See to it that she is sent immediately; I will work out any necessary 'minor details' for myself!"
"Very well, sir."
"Hämsterviel out." The screen clicked back off. Gantu immediately took the elevator to the lower level of the ship where he had been keeping 624 in "storage" to keep 625 away from her. He walked over to the capsule in which she lay curled asleep. 625 was leaning with his face pressed on the glass dome which surrounded her. He had been that way ever since Gantu placed her there, and he desparately wanted to get in; Gantu didn't miss him.
624 had been subsisting on little food and water since she had been taken from Stitch, and the effects of the fasting were noticeable. She had lost much weight and constantly trembled, even in her sleep. 625 had lost a lot of weight as well; he had been eating less than half of the sandwiches he made and offering the rest to 624, who never ate them.
Gantu walked to the control console and lifted the glass capsule from above her, waking her up.
625 was elated that the barrier had finally been removed. "It's about time, fish-face!"
Gantu pulled out his blaster and pointed it at 625. "Get away from her."
625 backed away slowly. "You always have to ruin my fun, don't you?"
Gantu then faced 624 "Dr. Hämsterviel has finally sent for you." She looked up at him through half-opened eyes, then closed them again and fell back to sleep.
625 watched her with pity. "Should we really send her like that? I mean, look at her! She looks worse than last week's tuna."
Gantu looked her over. "Well, what do you suggest we do?"
"Let her spend the night, have some food, get cleaned up," 625 started listing immediately.
Gantu thought for a moment. "Well... Hämsterviel has been waiting for several weeks, but... one more day shouldn't hurt, as long as she is in better shape by then. I wouldn't want him to think that I haven't been taking care of his experiments."
625 smiled. "Great! I'll go make up her bed!" With that, he ran back towards the elevator.
"Hold it right there, trog." Gantu said sternly, "not after what happened last time. She's sleeping in my room tonight." 625 grumbled and left.
Gantu walked over to 624, held up her head, and looked into her eyes. She had better not die on me, he thought to himself.
After a good meal, a bath, and several hours of grooming, Gantu managed to get 624 looking somewhat decent: her fur was once again soft and pink, she no longer slouched like she did when in the capsule, and her antennae no longer drooped over her face. Proud of his work, he put her to bed in the bed he had made for her... right next to his, so he could keep an eye on her.
The next morning, Gantu woke up early to check on 624 to see that she was ready to see Dr. Hämsterviel. However, when he looked in her bed, he found that she was not there. I'm going to kill that little sandwich-making trog! he thought as he walked to 625's room. When he opened the door, he saw that 624 was not asleep, but had been trying desparately to open the door in a half sleep. As soon as the door was opened, 624 stumbled out and fell on her face. Unsteadily, she managed to get up and find a chair to sit down in. As soon as she sat down, she grabbed her head and moaned.
Gantu was shocked. He walked over to her and saw she had a distant look in her bloodshot eyes, and several small punctures lined her left arm. "625! What did you do to her?!"
Gantu stormed into 625's room to find him asleep on the bed with a small, almost empty tranquilizer syringe in his hand. Gantu kicked the bed and 625 popped up.
"Ugh... what do you want? Can't you see I'm bus- where's Angelface?" 625 said groggily.
"What have you done to 624?!"
"Uhh... nothing." He quickly threw the tranquilizer away and smiled really big.
Gantu growled. He left the room and walked over to the chair where 624 was sitting eating a sandwich for breakfast. She still had a distant look in her eyes.
"Are you alright?" he asked her.
She still gazed into space, chewing her sandwich, ignoring him. How could you let him do this to me? she thought. After a moment, she responded. "Ih."
Gantu was relieved. "Very well. It's time for you to be sent to Hämsterviel."
The fixed gaze fell from her eyes and she stared straight into Gantu's. "Igata?!" Before she had time to react, Gantu grabbed her, and placed her in the teleporter. Within a few seconds, she had been sent.
"Incoming transmission for Dr. Hamsterwheel" announced Hämsterviel's computer as the capsule filled with light.
"It is Hämsterviel, you silly machine, you!" shouted Hämsterviel as he turned to face the monitor on his control console. The light cleared and 624 stood in the capsule. Hämsterviel pressed a few keys on his console and the capsule tube lifted. Several robotic arms immediately seized her; one of which clasped around her neck a metal collar with a tag engraved "624" attatched to it. The arms carried her to Hämsterviel's view.
624 analyzed the interior of the cell. It was very large for a prison cell and there were many cages below which housed captured experiments wearing similar collars.
Hämsterviel gazed into the screen on his console as he typed. "Hmm... experiment 624... 624. Ah, here it is. '624: designed to change experiments from good to evil... and vice versa'." He thought for a moment. "Well, I already have my repolarization device to return experiments to their original programmed state, so it would seem that you are of no use to me. With all of the fussing Gantu made about you, I would have figured you could actually do something useful." Hämsterviel, with his face still buried in the monitor, asked, "Do you do anything else?"
624 thought for a second. "Naga,"
That would figure, Hämsterviel thought to himself, Jumba never could think of more than one thing at a time for all of these silly experiments. He looked up from the screen and faced her for the first time. He was taken aback by the marks along her arm. Ugh... what has Gantu done to this one? After a brief period of silence, Hämsterviel had an idea. "You are speaking Kweltikan, this is correct?"
"Mmm... ih," 624 replied.
"Very well?"
"... naga," 624 replied. Apart from the words to her song, Jumba had taught her very little Kweltikan.
"And how would you like to be speaking English, like everyone else in the universe?"
624 looked confused. "Igata?" she inquired.
Hämsterviel snickered an evil snicker and rubbed his furry paws together. "I have a new device for which I think you would be the perfect test subject. How would you like that?"
624 contemplated the situation. Her only other option was to be tortured then executed, so being a test subject didn't seem too bad. "Ih."
"Very well then!" Hämsterviel exclaimed. "Computer! Activate Vocalizationator!"
"Vocalizationator activated. Please present subject." The arms that held 624 carried her high into the cell and locked her in place under a large beam. The machine to which the beam was attached also contained a small helmet which was placed upon 624's head.
"Begin vocalizationation!" Hämsterviel said, not realizing the redundancy of the verb which he had just created.
"Vocalizationation commencing in 5 - 4 - 3 - 2 - 1." The machine started up, loading high voltage upon the helmet. Several arcs from the helmet nearly rendered 624 unconscious while the beam shot pulses into her. After a few seconds of tortuous noise, the machine cut off. "Vocalizationation complete." The helmet was removed, and 624 was taken back down to Hämsterviel.
"How are you feeling, experiment?" Hämsterviel asked coldly.
624 was panting heavily. After she caught her breath, she spoke. "Never do that to me again."
Hämsterviel grinned knowing he had just found someone better to do his evil bidding. "Good."