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 TWENTYFIRST: RESULTS! 621'S DOWNFALL
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I stared at the mutilated experiment standing before us. 555 just stood there, glaring at 621 and 552. 621 only stared at us with a smile, while 552 looked at me with his fiery red eyes.
552 turned his head to me. All of a sudden, he disappeared in front of my eyes, only to appear right in front of me. I glared at him in the eye, but 552 didn't even make a move.
"000, what a pathetic sight you have become."
He ran his hooks across my face. If it wasn't for these hooks and the restraints, I would've tore off his arm by now.
"You have brought nothing but pain with your life my child. Do not try to hide your anger; I can see it in your eyes. Your anger to Jumba. Your anger to me. Your anger to yourself."
He's right, I am angry at the world. I hate Jumba for creating me with no purpose to live, only to face things like these. I hate 552 and 621 for ruining my life and using me to kill my friends. But most of all…I hate myself for letting this happen.
"552…"
That's 621's voice calling to 552. 552 turned his head to 621.
"I have brought you back and delivered you experiment 555 and 000. I have kept my end of the offer."
"Offer?!"
I looked at 555, I never seen him this pissed before, obviously due to past experiences with 552, maybe.
"621, you foo…"
555 was cut off when a hook imbedded on his side, another hook came out of nowhere and latched unto his shoulder. I gasped when I saw this low and fatal attack.
"555!"
Another hook latched unto his back and 555 let out a hiss of pain, the most painful hiss I ever heard.
"Interfere and you're good as mine 555."
I was helpless to help. Damn these hooks! Damn these restraints!
"621, you have served me well."
"Yes 552, now I want you to fulfill your end of the deal."
So, 552 and 621 made a deal?
"Yes. To set you free of pain."
"Invulnerability, just like you promised."
I saw 555 struggle with the hooks; he let out another hiss of pain and looked at 621.
"You idiot!"
552 threw a hook at 621, sending him flying to the floor, making a dent. I gasped when I realized the deal was a trick. 552 lied to 621 to make his end of the deal, now 552 is going to kill him.
"You fool! Your own desires have blocked you from seeing the truth. You still have a lot to learn about my games. Now I'm going to kill you, nice and slow."
I changed my sight at 555, who managed to relieve himself of the hooks imbedded to him.
"552, I have a score to settle with you!"
555 charged at 552 with a hiss. But 552 turned around and punched him in the face and slashed his face with a hook while he was at it.
"Ah, no 555!"
I looked at 555's face as he tried to get up on his feet; his face had a nasty slash from the neck to his fore-head, blood trailing down his face.
"You tricked me…"
I shifted to 621, who was standing up with his head bowed down. 552 chuckled as he looked at 621.
"I should've known to trust you…you…"
I saw 621 open his hands and energy balls formed on each one.
"I'll kill you!!!"
His shout practically echoed as he shot those two energy balls together, hitting 552 point blank.
I could only watched, amazed at 621's real abilities, rather than those he obtained when he was junctioned with 552.
But 621's smile was turned upside down when 552 walked out of the smoke. I gasped to see a hole on 552's stomach. Black blood was oozing out of the wound, but 552 didn't seem to care.
"You have played our game far enough, let the pain set you free!"
552 launched an attack of his own. Hooks imbedded on 621's arms, legs, back and face. I watched helplessly as the hooks started to pull away, 621's screams echoed in my ears.
"No, stop!!!" I shouted as hard as I could.
But 552 didn't stopped. I could only watch as the hooks ripped 621 apart. His arms, legs and face got ripped off the body as the hook on 621's back raised to the air with the remains latched unto it.
"The cries for justice start once again. Screaming for anyone to help them. But it is futile, for no one but me can hear their cries."
I glared at 552 as he turned to me.
"And you my child will soon join their song of sorrow."
I was so angry at 552, my blood boils in anger. I tried my best to release myself, but I couldn't. All I could do was…
"You…you monster! He trusted you! Why did you do it?!"
552 just chuckled at my explosive emotions.
"Answer me!!!"
552 flinched when 555's hand pierced his chest. But 552 grabbed 555's arm and twisted it. The "click" of an arm being broken was heard, next thing I heard was 555's hiss of pain. 552 elbowed 555 and threw him against the wall, breaking through it.
"My dear 555, you been suffering for way too long, allow me to free you by just a motion of my hook. You should be happy I'm doing this so early in our game."
555 walked out of the hole, clutching his broken arm.
"555, look out!" I shouted as I saw hooks flying to 555.
But it was too late. The hooks imbedded once again into 555 and raised him into the air.
"No, let him go!!!"
552 ran his hook across 555's face.
"Let the pain set you free!"
He sent his hook down on 555. The hook landed on 555's shoulder, ripping out a few nerves. I could only watch as 555 closed his eyes. I couldn't sense any life signs after that.
"NO!!!"
My anger reached the limit. I ripped the hooks off my arms and legs; I didn't care of the mass of my blood loss. The restraints started too fast with the restraining program, it malfunctioned and corrupted, it no longer works.
I screamed as I felt anger raging through me, my courage reaching its limit. I could only hear 552's demonic chuckles as I screamed for the loss of my friend, even if 555 wasn't my friend.
I stopped screaming and glared at 552. I closed my eyes and deepen my arms and lunged at 552 with yet another scream of anger.
The murder of 555 has made my bomb explode, and 552 is in ground zero.
TO BE CONTINUE…
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