DISCLAIMER: I do not own Lilo & Stitch in any way. I only own Experiment 000. VOID99 owns Experiment 555. You can use Experiment 000 in your stories but you must ask me for permission first.
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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: DISCOVERIES! THE BOOK OF KOLOBOS
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=000's POV=
"I hope the others managed to escape, I couldn't hold him back long…"
I don't have any idea where I am; I feel like I'm floating, the place is also pitch black, I can't see a thing.
"I can't just stay here like this; I gotta do something to get my body back."
Easier said than done.
I felt my feet hitting solid ground, next thing I know I opened my eyes and found myself standing on a cliff. The ground is red and moist; I don't want to know why it's moist.
I prickled my ears as I heard a noise, it continued to get louder and louder. They sound like screams, groans, grunts and other sounds which expressed pain.
I covered my ears as the agonizing sounds got louder and irritable, where am I?
I looked over the cliff; I couldn't believe my eyes of the scene lying before me.
It was like I was looking at an ocean, except this ocean was composed of millions of bodies.
All of them were moaning and screaming in agony, all of the bodies were butchered, burnt and skinned, just like in a dream I had.
They were painted in blood, their brain oozing out of their heads, their guts and intestines where showing and dangling from their bodies, it was sickening me.
I turned around and walked away, leaving that scene behind. I was terrified by that, but I have better things to figure out, like how to get control of my body back.
I walked for about a mile, there's actually nothing to see here.
Aside a few bodies severely butchered and blood everywhere, there's nothing else. This place sends chills up my spine, whoever's mind this is, and he must be a demented psycho.
I stopped walking when I found a path painted in blood, leading to an altar of some sort. I carefully walked toward the altar; I felt my feet touching the blood on the path.
I reached the altar and made my way up the stairs, at the top I found some sort of pedestal with a book of some sort sitting on it.
I blew on it to relief it of the dust it has collected.
The book was titled: 'Book of Kolobos'
=Third person view=
"I have underestimated 000."
The possessed 000 was sitting on the cliff of a mountain in the center of the island, watching the scene. He had a few towns he could cause mayhem, but doing so would be too easy, he needed something challenging to torture, something amusing.
He grinned as an idea came to mind, he now knows what to do for fun, and he can easily find it in a small house with a huge secret underground. That house was…Jumba's.
=000's POV=
I opened the book, only with a nasty stench to greet me with its opening.
The words itself was written with bloods of many different living things, each word was written with the blood of its victim it talks about.
I covered my nose from the stench until it was led up.
After a few minutes, the silent darkness shrouding this area took away the stench, allowing me to breathe safely.
I started reading the words; it seems like a log book of every victim killed by this mind's owner.
But…this book has a lot of pages…Could this guy really killed this many?
=Third person view=
Possessed 000 made his way to Jumba's lab without being noticed or detected. For now, he's done a good job; he hasn't been spotted…yet.
"Jumba shall regret ever making this experiment."
He reached an empty room, perfect for battles; this is what the demon wants. Possessed 000 made himself noticeable very quickly after he reached the room, pretty soon he'll get his wish.
And he did. A minute after he reached the room, a swarm of experiments, all of them created to fight, were prepared to take 000 down. But 627 and 555 were absent from that swarm.
No matter, anything thrown to him was acceptable. The possessed 000 grinned as a swarm of experiments charged to him.
=000's POV=
"182…321…a small army of galactic troopers…and many others?!"
This is unreal, every page I flip there's a story for each victim. Narrating how much joy it brung in killing the person, how much fun it was, I was facing against a psycho.
"This is unbelievable…Who is this guy?"
My ears prickled when I heard a thump, following with a scream. I turned around to see someone falling.
I turned and used my super speed to run to the area.
I looked at the person falling and calculated he's falling head first right to that sea of dead bodies. I gasped when the person was about to pass the cliff's edge.
I threw myself to the ground and slid to the edge of the cliff, barely catching the stranger's hand.
"You ok?!"
The person didn't respond, I looked at him to see him dangling on my hand, not showing any sign of movement. My eyes widened when I noticed it was an experiment.
I scanned him for any life signs, but I found nothing.
I pulled him up but some weird force was pulling him in the sea composed of dead bodies, even my strength couldn't pull him back.
My grip on him softened and I dropped him. I watched as he fell on the sea, the bodies began ripping him apart, eating his intestines, everything. Just like they did to me in my nightmares…
I looked up to see another falling, and he met the same fate the other did when it fell into the sea.
I looked back to the altar to see a light shining from where that book is.
I got up on my feet and ran to it, I looked at the book to see it opened itself and the blood started moving on its own.
I was shocked to see the blood itself writing more names and emotions of how it was to kill such victim.
"Who really is this guy?"
One thing is for sure, he's using my body to kill these experiments…I will not let him continue!
I will not let him destroy the creatures of my same origin!
I'm not going to let them down!
Huh?
Wha…what's going on?
My surroundings are getting blurry, things are getting even darker. I looked back at the Book of Kolobos to see it disappear, everything disappearing.
Then, I heard a demonic chuckle, which soon turned to laughter.
I felt myself getting heavier, like if I'm taking form.
I think I know what it means.
I think it means I'm regaining back my body.
It's weird, I didn't do anything and I'm getting my body back.
Something is not right; I think…he's planning this…
TO BE CONTINUE…
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Special thanks to VOID99 for the quotes on chapter 17 and for this chapter.
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