The Chaos Theory.

Stitch stared at the door to lab Alpha 003. They had journeyed for what seemed like hours, down winding paths that lead deeper into the complex. Finally they stood before the door. Stitch felt an odd feeling within his gut, they hadn't spied any Grims the entire time they were searching, he kept thinking it was time for an appearance...but thankfully, there was none.

Serenity stared at the door, neither of them made a move to open it. Stitch coughed, and nodded, "Well, let's open 'er up."

Stitch reached to the door, and dove his hands into the steel. Grunting from the exertion, he ripped the door from the hinges, and laid it carefully down, as to not cause a racket. A cool breeze of trapped air rushed from the room, which was in total darkness. Stitch and Serenity switched on their flashlights, and ventured into the lab.

The lab, unlike the arena, was completely intact. It was a large room, in which lay an operating center in the middle, and computers lining the walls. The operating table had many crab like arms coming from below it, all of them spindly in appearance. Around the operating table were two smaller tables, and on them lay many macabre operating devices. The rest of the room was compiled of large computers, and near the other side of the room was a large computer with an extremely large television.

Stitch walked in, and looking around the room, discovered the large computer. He walked over to it, Serenity was right behind him. Stitch began keying on the computer, trying to start it up. He glanced at Serenity, and smiled, "You know...last time I met you, you seemed pretty jumpy, what's made you so brave all of a sudden?"

Serenity looked at him, and smiled thoughtfully, "I was in that house for so long...no one to talk to. I lived in fear from day to day, that he would come to hunt me...then one day, Lilo came to find me, and she took me to her home. I met Komalla, and he's become my best friend. I was scared before, I didn't have anyone before, and I was scared. Now I have someone, and I'll die before I see him in 6-6-6's hands."

Stitch looked at her, he smiled, "I see, and I understand. Confidence comes with the power of love." Stitch thought a moment, and added, "You know, Serenity, that's your home now too."

Serenity looked at him, and returned his warm smile, "Thanks Stitch."

The computer came alive, and a woman's voice greeted them, "Welcome to Ganymede Experiment Index. How may I be of service?"

Stitch looked to Serenity, she shrugged, "Try typing in experiment 6-6-6."

Stitch nodded, it sounded logical, and he keyed in the infamous number. A list of files appeared on the screen, many of them were data tapes of battle experience. Stitch scrolled down the list, until he found some items of use. The three files were: Powers and Abilities, Creator's Tapes and Comments, and Weaknesses. Stitch found an orb on the console, and when turning it, a pointer appeared on the screen, and ran it over Powers and Abilities.

The computer whirred, and the computer began flying on the screen, "Experiment 6-6-6, creator Dr. Jornhald, primary function: Elimination of the Dark Hand."

Stitch gasped at the last part, but remained quiet as the words on the screen continued.

"Experiment 6-6-6's powers are the manipulation of ambient energy. He is most adept in controlling the energy of light. Through his powers, 6-6-6 can create anything from the light, such as: physical objects, energy projectiles, and he has the capability to teleport over great distances. 6-6-6 can lift eight thousand times his own weight, and is considered to be nearly indestructible. 6-6-6's main purpose is the devastation of the Dark Hand, he is the first of a breed of super soldiers."

Stitch took this all in. He read the file over and over, re-reading each word. 'Light?' he thought, 'What does it mean, control the light?'

Stitch turned to Serenity, "When I fought him, it looked like he was controlling the darkness..."

Serenity was silent, then she said, "Read Jornhald's reports."

Stitch nodded, and turned back to the computer. He found Jornhald's reports, and entered them, and the computer screen began scrolling words, as Jornhald's voice echoed them.

"Day one. I have successfully created what I believe to be the perfect soldier. Using tissue from Jumba's 6-2-6, I have directly cloned a new experiment. I use the term 'new' because I have enhanced the old formula, giving my creation new powers and strengths beyond all other experiments. Not even Jumba's vain attempt of 6-2-7 will be able to surpass the might of 6-6-6."

The recording ended, Stitch shuddered. He remembered the battle with 6-2-7, if this creature was stronger than that beast...

Another recording popped up, Stitch clicked on it.

"Day twenty-seven. Progress with 6-6-6 is going well, he has already exceeded all others in the testing arena. Yet something is bothering me, the tests show an anomaly within 6-6-6's systems. I believe the 'anomaly' to be a mere fluke of the computer scanners of the arena, yet that idiot Daimon insists that I look into it. Bah! I have no time for menial tasks. 6-6-6 is perfect, there is no reason for alarm."

Another pop up appeared, Stitch clicked on it as well, and the computer Jornhald continued.

"Day thirty. Something strange is happening to my experiment. His fur...is changing colors. What was once a beautiful white, is now becoming greyed. With this new appearance, his animosity is growing, and his powers are rising at exponential rates. I will keep an eye on this as it develops."

Stitch thought he now understood what had happened, yet when another report appeared, he read on.

"Day Forty-seven. My fears have taken form. The anomaly, the thing the scanners detected, was a virus. My greatest creation, a god among the experiments, has become an abomination of science. His fur is now black as night, and his eyes...are the most brilliant red imaginable. Daimon is throwing a fit, saying I must destroy this before it goes too far...but I cannot...6-6-6 is the greatest experiment alive. I will control him, I mustn't let him go!"

Stitch shook his head, 'Virus,' he thought, 'Jornhald you fool...'

The computer played the next recording.

"Day fifty-five. 6-6-6 is almost beyond control now. His powers have increased so drastically...I fear what I have done is a mistake. Once in control of the light's energy, he now prefers to control the darkness wavelengths. Daimon...I know what you've been up to...and it won't work..."

Serenity took a step away from the computer. Stitch's eyes were still glued on as the next document appeared.

"I...I don't know what to do! Everything is in chaos!" Screams could be heard in the background, "Dammit! Even now he draws closer. There's no stopping him! God we were fools! Tampering with nature in such a way! There's only one hope...he's already made it through the defenses, so much blood...the hope rests with Daimon's experiment now...and the code..."

In the recording, was the sound of a door being torn open, followed by a plethora of screams. Jornhald's voice could be heard, "No! No don't kill me!"

A grating voice, sinister replied, "Fool, death is too much of a pleasure for you..."

A scream erupted from the monitor, and the tape cut out.

Stitch and Serenity were silent. The screen cut away from the static, and the list of choices remained. Stitch turned to Serenity, who shook her head. Stitch nodded and selected the file dubbed, 'Weaknesses.'

A list of three items appeared, the list contained three more items: The Blade, The Code, and The Experiment. Stitch looked them over, and decided to go straight down the list, and he clicked on The Blade.

A picture appeared on the screen, a picture of an old fashioned broad sword. The blade was silver, the pommel and hilt black. The blade rotated on the screen, and Stitch noticed that in the blade, were small electrical synapses. Upon closer inspection, the end of the hilt of the blade, pulled back, revealing a chamber with a greenish liquid inside. As this picture rotated on the screen, the computer voice was talking.

"Created by Dr. Daimon in counter measure for Experiment 6-6-6, is The Omega Blade. This blade is specially crafted form synthosiam, the strongest known metal in the universe. Embedded within the blade, are small synapses, used to transmit an anti-virus code from the pommel to the blade. This code is strong enough to diffuse the virus within 6-6-6's systems, unfortunately, the good doctor passed away before completing it. Location of the sword is currently Lab Alpha 003."

Stitch looked to Serenity, she nodded, "I'll start looking."

Stitch smiled and turned back to the computer. He examined his other options, there was the Code, and the Experiment. Stitch chose the latter, curious to see who might aid him in the battle.

The picture uploaded slowly, starting from the bottom and working up. Stitch watched the monitor, as white paws, a white body, a female experiment appeared on the screen. On the chest of the experiment, a pair of outspread angel wings...

Stitch's mouth fell open, as the picture of Serenity fully appeared on the screen. Serenity, on the other side of the room, sighed, and said, "I'm sorry I never told you Stitch..."

Stitch turned to her, "Wha-what is this?"

The computer whirred, and began to speak, Serenity hung her head low, and each listened to the words, "Experiment 6-6-7, creator: Daimon. Primary function, Halting of the Black Virus."

Stitch shuddered, the Black Virus was one of the most potent viruses imaginable. It tore through a system, destroying it from the inside out. If 6-6-6 had the virus, then he was in an inescapable hell...

The computer continued, "Experiment 6-6-7 is the direct clone of 6-6-6. Thus the two have been dubbed siblings. 6-6-7 has all of the powers of 6-6-6, yet is equipped with a special anti-viral code, enabling her to dispose of anything with the Black Virus within its coding. With her powers, Experiment 6-6-7 controls the light wavelengths, and is imbued with the same physical capabilities as 6-6-6. Experiment 6-6-7 shall be needed, should 6-6-6 break from control, and become consumed by the virus."

Stitch finished reading the words, and turned to Serenity. She stared at him, tears in her eyes. He looked back at the screen and back at her, "Then why? Why haven't you stopped him yet?"

Stitch hadn't meant to shout, and felt sorry for it afterwards. Serenity stood there, shaking, she looked at Stitch, "You don't know...how hard it would be to kill the only one you loved in this dark facility..."

Stitch looked at her, "Serenity-."

"No!" she shouted, "I know what your going to say! I know I should have ended his pain long ago...I should've stopped him before it went too far! We spent our entire lives together here, I saw him deteriorate, day by day to that stupid virus!"

Serenity broke down, and began to cry, "I saw him, watched him be consumed by it. Watched him deteriorate from my eyes! I know I call him demon...I know I curse him...I aid those who try to run, help them without fighting...but it's so hard...I know he must be stopped. I know...but you have to know...it's so hard to kill one of the only people that has ever loved you..."

Serenity broke down, and laid on the floor and wept. Stitch hung his head, and walked over to where she lay, weeping into the steel floor. He kneeled down, and picked her up, cradling her in his arms. She wept onto his shoulder, and Stitch patted her on the back, whispering, "I know...I understand how hard it is. I know how hard it must be on you..."

Serenity looked into his eyes, and talked through the sobs, "But...will you...have to kill him? Must you fight my older brother?"

Stitch looked into her eyes, those sweet baby-blues, and hugged her close, "Serenity, I have to save those he's taken...you know that."

Serenity began crying again, "Why? Why do you have to?"

Stitch patted her on the back, "Serenity listen to me. What you knew as a brother, what you used to know, is long gone. The brother you used to know, the brother you used to love...is no longer. He died Serenity, when the Black Virus infested him."

Serenity didn't say anything, she remained silent in Stitch's arms, her tears still streaming, creating a damp spot on Stitch's space suit. Stitch hugged her close, and asked her, "What was his name? Do you remember?"

Serenity hiccupped, and said, "When he changed...after he died...he told me to call him...Chaos..."

Stitch rubbed her back, "There there, Chaos isn't you brother, okay? It'll be alright, you'll see..."

They sat there, Stitch holding the tiny Serenity in the darkness until she calmed down. He cradled her, saying nothing. The feelings, the fear she had lived with all her life, was now revealed. Serenity sat in Stitch's arms, holding him close, Stitch looked at her fondly, and patted her gently on the back, saying, "Come on...let's finish this...and go home..."

Stitch rose, and carried her to the console. He extended his other two arms, and used them to click on the final item, The Code.

The screen went blank, and all that could be heard was the electronic voice, "The Code. The final solution. This was one of the counter measures created by Dr. Daimon to destroy experiment 6-6-6. It is a hybrid, of both the ambient energies of light and dark, creating something beyond power. Its full name is The Seraphim Code. It functions as an overdrive, and boosts an experiments powers to heights thought impossible by many scientists. The Seraphim Code is the purest form of the anti-virus. Records show that Daimon sent it to–."

The voice cut off, and was replaced by a static noise. Stitch clicked on the console, but the old computer had finally died. Stitch stared at the computer, and he looked at Serenity in his arms, "Well, that idea's out, any clue where to find that sword?"

Serenity spoke in a hoarse voice, "I think I know, but you'll have to go back to the holding cells, and talk to an old friend."

Stitch nodded, "Jornhald. How do you know he has it?"

Serenity looked at him, her eyes bloodshot, "Did he point you this way?"

Stitch nodded, and Serenity chuckled, "He has it...he has too. I don't think he knows it's purpose though."

Stitch nodded, and walked from the room. The new revelations buzzing in his head. The Sword, Code, and Serenity. They were the only things capable of stopping Chaos, yet they only had Serenity, and Stitch didn't know where the sword was.

They stepped out of the lab, and headed back to the holding cells, dozens of red eyes following them along the way...

Lilo sat in the living room, watching TV with the others. They sat quietly watching an old movie, the night sky visible from the window. Lilo stared at the sky, wondering where Stitch was right at that moment, wondering if he was okay.

Komalla sat in Nani's lap, sleeping. Lilo watched her nephew fondly, he had finally calmed down after Serenity had been gone for a day. Lilo thought of Clip, she still hadn't came out of her room. Lilo was the one to bring her dinner, and every time Lilo saw Clip, Clip wouldn't say a word. Clip usually sat in her room, staring out the window into the darkness, the loss of Sparky still weighed heavily upon her, and she had fallen into a deep state of depression.

6-2-5 was snoring in the recliner, he had fallen asleep on guard duty. Lilo looked to her left, where Angel watched the television show with fervor, "Oh, I hope they save that little boy from that silvery robot..."

Lilo smiled, Terminator Two blared on the TV, "I'm sure they will."

Angel looked at her, "Are you worried?"

Lilo nodded, "Yeah, I'm pretty worried..."

Angel patted her on the shoulder, "I'm sure everything will go smoothly, Stitch can take care of himself."

Lilo nodded and turned her attention back to the television, and thought of Stitch. She thought of his looks, his smile, the times they shared...everything. 'Stitch,' she thought, 'please come back soon...'

Lilo watched the TV a moment longer, and drifted to sleep.