Afternoon brought more of the dark angry storm clouds that plagued the morning as the small group neared the remains of Gantu and 625's make shift home, a chill in the wind seemed to darken the mood further as it whipped through the swaying rain soaked palms. The small yellow alien leading the way rung his hands nervously as his cousin Stitch and his human friend Lilo walked close beside him carrying a large red umbrella to protect them from the wind, 625 lifted his eyes from his hands to see the ship come into view and prayed that they weren't too late. It had been many long and tiring hours since he left Gantu alone and was weary both physically but more mentally, nearing being eaten by a dog and losing the medicine to cure his illness had taken a heavy toll on his heart. 625 was at the end of his rope and forced to go to his rivals for help only proved it but what else could he do? They all were his last chance…they had to help make Gantu well…they just had too.
A loud crack of thunder and the cloud burst that followed in a raging torrent sent them all scrambling to get inside, the wind gusts sent fallen leaves and other debris flying in the air casting and eerie gloom over the landscape.
Once inside everyone slowed to catch their breaths as Jumba set the heavy pack down off his back to rest his sore shoulders, but 625 made a beeline straight for his comrade's cabin room as a pang of fear cut through his stomach. Running in as fast as his legs could carry him 625 rushed into the room where he found Gantu just as he had left him but he quaked as he stood there, why wasn't he breathing? Gantu lay deathly still…not making a sound. Tears burned in the yellow creature's eyes as the icy cold of horror and pain griped him in it's jagged claws.
"Gantu!!!" he cried as he jumped up onto the bed and crawled up to him, his cheeks streaked dark and his little round body trembling as he buried his face into the side of Gantu's neck and cried bitterly.
"….I'm so sorry….Gantu..please…please don't be dead…I'm sorry for ever thing I've ever said…please come back…don't leave me…"
"You've come..back…'' a weak voice spoke out as 625's black orbs flew open and he stood up as Gantu shifted his heavy head over and looked up at him, the sickness still as strong as ever in his tired blue eyes.
"Of course I've come back G," said the round bellied experiment as he wiped his eyes dry with a small smile, he almost fainted in utter relief that the captain was still in the land of the living. "I've brought help.''
Lilo was the first to appear as she flinched looking at him as he lay in bed, his skin was so pale and he looked like he had been run over by a train. Climbing up beside 625 she looked into Gantu's eyes and could only wonder how long it had been since he ate anything, but his gaze was telling her something more that she couldn't figure out right away.
"We're here to help you get better Gantu.'' She said with a nod looking over at 625 who had gone to refresh the dry cloth that lay on the bedside table.
"…Help me?…you're only here to ease your conscious…you don't care about me….no one does.'' he said in a strained tone, the bitterness and self loathing in his deep voice setting the hair on the back of her neck on edge.
"….Nothing matters anymore….just let me die…..leave me alone…''
"That's an awful way to think,'' Lilo said frowning as she sat on the huge bedside stand looking down at him with her deep brown eyes. " 625 cares about you that he came all the way to our house to get us and we're not leaving you either.''
Gantu shifted his weight but not by much and looked away from her not really in the mood for this conversation, Jumba set his pack down as he came in the room and opened it up taking out a heart montior that he used when he was creating and training his experiments. Working carefully the scientist attached the electrode pads to the former captain massive chest as Stitch and Pleakley pulled back the blankets, arms that were powerful enough to break Jumba in two were limp and lifeless now as his two eyes on his left side grazed over them. Stepping back he turned the machine on as a green line lit up on the screen, it beeped softly as Gantu's heart beat sent a small wave rippling along the it.
"Is not good," Jumba begain as he looked up at everyone as 625 lay the cold cloth across Gantu's feverish brow again. "he's heart rate is too slow even for creature as big as him..is very bad.''
Getting out a small light from a pocket on the side of the medical pack Jumba climbed back up and looked into Gantu's eye, he blinked and growled softly at the brightness but did nothing more. They were wasting their time he thought as the doctor told them he was dehydrated and needed to get some fluids in him, it was pointless to delay the inevitable. Pleakley , Lilo and 625 went to fetch the water and other things they would need but one stayed behind and that was Stitch who watched as Gantu moaned softly the sweat of his fever trickling down his face. Deep down in his heart 626 felt great pity for his old foe as he endured such agony, what ultamie evil had he done to deserve such torment? Stitch looked down at his own hands and clentched them and knew dispite all his powers and abilities he was not perfect either. He had wrecked things, pushed his best friend down even costing his family their home on several occasions and many other crimes he was not proud of but was given chances to right those wrongs. Then again he had someone who cared about him…maybe that was why Gantu acted the way he did, he was all alone in the world just like Stitch was at one point and was only defending himself from being hurt. If he just had someone to care about him he might not be as bad as he was and could change, all he really needed was to feel loved.
Gantu tilted his head over and looked back down at him and murmerd under his breath.
"….Go ahead and get my blaster….finish me off..I know this is what you want, I'll be out of your life forever..it is what you want…go on…finish me.''
"Naga.'' said Stitch much to Gantu's non-apparent surprise " Stitch help Gantu get better….deep inside Gantu is good,'' the blue alien said holding a fist to his pale sky blue chest. "…yeah..is good. Stitch was bad once, hurt and destroyed Ohana once but…I changed…inside you good too…you too can change.''
Mixed emotions sloshed around in his nauseated mind not knowing wether to feel touched, confused or both. The one he called "Trog" was accutlly giving him advice and even caring to talk to him n how to make his life better but why? Nothing in Gantu's life ever turned for the better it had been one big down hill ride since he was born, he was an utter failure who didn't deserve the life he had been given…heck who was he kidding. What life?
Moments later 625 followed by Lilo and Pleakley brought in water and even an extra warm blanket for Gantu as Jumba was busy montoring his vitals, Pleakley and Lilo laid the blanket over him while 625 encouraged him to drink something. The giant groaned softly as the liquid hit him like a punch in the guts, he just wanted all this to be over as a loud crash of thunder gave everyone quite a shock as the gale force winds howled outside. The ship creaked and shifted as the storm gathered it full strength as if it was preparing to unleash it's terrible fury upon the island, waves crashed against the rocks sending great plumes of salty spray into the evening air. Lilo looked at Stitch who turned to Jumba and Pleakley, 625 was watching Gantu who grimaced and moaned as his fever attacked him with a vengeance this time causing beads of sweat to trickle down his face. It was going to be a very long night…
A loud crack of thunder and the cloud burst that followed in a raging torrent sent them all scrambling to get inside, the wind gusts sent fallen leaves and other debris flying in the air casting and eerie gloom over the landscape.
Once inside everyone slowed to catch their breaths as Jumba set the heavy pack down off his back to rest his sore shoulders, but 625 made a beeline straight for his comrade's cabin room as a pang of fear cut through his stomach. Running in as fast as his legs could carry him 625 rushed into the room where he found Gantu just as he had left him but he quaked as he stood there, why wasn't he breathing? Gantu lay deathly still…not making a sound. Tears burned in the yellow creature's eyes as the icy cold of horror and pain griped him in it's jagged claws.
"Gantu!!!" he cried as he jumped up onto the bed and crawled up to him, his cheeks streaked dark and his little round body trembling as he buried his face into the side of Gantu's neck and cried bitterly.
"….I'm so sorry….Gantu..please…please don't be dead…I'm sorry for ever thing I've ever said…please come back…don't leave me…"
"You've come..back…'' a weak voice spoke out as 625's black orbs flew open and he stood up as Gantu shifted his heavy head over and looked up at him, the sickness still as strong as ever in his tired blue eyes.
"Of course I've come back G," said the round bellied experiment as he wiped his eyes dry with a small smile, he almost fainted in utter relief that the captain was still in the land of the living. "I've brought help.''
Lilo was the first to appear as she flinched looking at him as he lay in bed, his skin was so pale and he looked like he had been run over by a train. Climbing up beside 625 she looked into Gantu's eyes and could only wonder how long it had been since he ate anything, but his gaze was telling her something more that she couldn't figure out right away.
"We're here to help you get better Gantu.'' She said with a nod looking over at 625 who had gone to refresh the dry cloth that lay on the bedside table.
"…Help me?…you're only here to ease your conscious…you don't care about me….no one does.'' he said in a strained tone, the bitterness and self loathing in his deep voice setting the hair on the back of her neck on edge.
"….Nothing matters anymore….just let me die…..leave me alone…''
"That's an awful way to think,'' Lilo said frowning as she sat on the huge bedside stand looking down at him with her deep brown eyes. " 625 cares about you that he came all the way to our house to get us and we're not leaving you either.''
Gantu shifted his weight but not by much and looked away from her not really in the mood for this conversation, Jumba set his pack down as he came in the room and opened it up taking out a heart montior that he used when he was creating and training his experiments. Working carefully the scientist attached the electrode pads to the former captain massive chest as Stitch and Pleakley pulled back the blankets, arms that were powerful enough to break Jumba in two were limp and lifeless now as his two eyes on his left side grazed over them. Stepping back he turned the machine on as a green line lit up on the screen, it beeped softly as Gantu's heart beat sent a small wave rippling along the it.
"Is not good," Jumba begain as he looked up at everyone as 625 lay the cold cloth across Gantu's feverish brow again. "he's heart rate is too slow even for creature as big as him..is very bad.''
Getting out a small light from a pocket on the side of the medical pack Jumba climbed back up and looked into Gantu's eye, he blinked and growled softly at the brightness but did nothing more. They were wasting their time he thought as the doctor told them he was dehydrated and needed to get some fluids in him, it was pointless to delay the inevitable. Pleakley , Lilo and 625 went to fetch the water and other things they would need but one stayed behind and that was Stitch who watched as Gantu moaned softly the sweat of his fever trickling down his face. Deep down in his heart 626 felt great pity for his old foe as he endured such agony, what ultamie evil had he done to deserve such torment? Stitch looked down at his own hands and clentched them and knew dispite all his powers and abilities he was not perfect either. He had wrecked things, pushed his best friend down even costing his family their home on several occasions and many other crimes he was not proud of but was given chances to right those wrongs. Then again he had someone who cared about him…maybe that was why Gantu acted the way he did, he was all alone in the world just like Stitch was at one point and was only defending himself from being hurt. If he just had someone to care about him he might not be as bad as he was and could change, all he really needed was to feel loved.
Gantu tilted his head over and looked back down at him and murmerd under his breath.
"….Go ahead and get my blaster….finish me off..I know this is what you want, I'll be out of your life forever..it is what you want…go on…finish me.''
"Naga.'' said Stitch much to Gantu's non-apparent surprise " Stitch help Gantu get better….deep inside Gantu is good,'' the blue alien said holding a fist to his pale sky blue chest. "…yeah..is good. Stitch was bad once, hurt and destroyed Ohana once but…I changed…inside you good too…you too can change.''
Mixed emotions sloshed around in his nauseated mind not knowing wether to feel touched, confused or both. The one he called "Trog" was accutlly giving him advice and even caring to talk to him n how to make his life better but why? Nothing in Gantu's life ever turned for the better it had been one big down hill ride since he was born, he was an utter failure who didn't deserve the life he had been given…heck who was he kidding. What life?
Moments later 625 followed by Lilo and Pleakley brought in water and even an extra warm blanket for Gantu as Jumba was busy montoring his vitals, Pleakley and Lilo laid the blanket over him while 625 encouraged him to drink something. The giant groaned softly as the liquid hit him like a punch in the guts, he just wanted all this to be over as a loud crash of thunder gave everyone quite a shock as the gale force winds howled outside. The ship creaked and shifted as the storm gathered it full strength as if it was preparing to unleash it's terrible fury upon the island, waves crashed against the rocks sending great plumes of salty spray into the evening air. Lilo looked at Stitch who turned to Jumba and Pleakley, 625 was watching Gantu who grimaced and moaned as his fever attacked him with a vengeance this time causing beads of sweat to trickle down his face. It was going to be a very long night…