w00t! I'm back, after the most serious case of writer's bloqI have EVER had. To you, my loyal reviewers, I bid you my sincerest apologies. But in my rather long absence, I have increased my vocabulary, have thought more through my plan, and will take "And There's Nothing You Can Do" to a new height of awesomeful!y mistakes in writing th'name, Now, to the reviewers, I cannot exactly take to the internet as I type this, but I'd like to thank anyone who even bothered to look at this. :D And, Stitch82 (sorry about any mistakes in writing th'name, sport) I don't really give a heck about what way "Meeka Nala QUISTA" is spelled, but QUISTA look better. So there.

Also, I invite whoever wants to to ask me to bring in their experiments.

Again, sorry for the no bonanza, Word was pulling a 700 Apha on me being so perfect, then turning around and practically ripping my arm off.

wh00t!

-HauntedForevermore

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Chapter ...uhh...Seven? I think.

To Live and to Breath

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Many months passed, and stitch saw, one by one, his greatest friends, cousins, falling under the dreaded torture and elegant seduction of 700 A. But, the treatments... and some unseen force, was pushing Lilo into quicker-than-normal recovery. When he discovered, Stitch cried; small blue tears of joy and relief, dripping slowly from his koala-like eyes. It came to the pont where Lilo was able to go back to hula school. But her dreadful disease remained. The unseen force was a great help, but the doctors had noticed something slipping. What would come next? Only time could tell. Lilo took a while to get her hula skirt on, and her small red top, but eventually, she came out with as big a smile as she could conjour up. Which was saying a lot. Stitch came over and hugged her. Relief obvious in his eyes. He had realised that releasing these tears somehow made him stronger, and he now looked forward greatly when the tears would overwhelm him when he thought of the doctors coming in, smiling, saying, "All clear." He looked forwards to crying, upon seeing Lilo hula dancing better than Myrtle Edmonds could EVER percieve.

But. He didn't look so much toward crying when he had to leave Lilo for the night. But that would only happen later. Right now, he had to help Lilo through her first day back at Hula School. Despite the fact that he had dreams of torturing her and her minions of satan to the brink of death, then leaving them there to recover, and doing it all over again, he and Lilo seemed sure she would accept her.

At least... it seemed as such.

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Aurora laughed, as she swallowed the next core 625 had retrieved for her. It's sheer power spread through her veins like pleasant warm water.

"Ah...Nice work."

"No problem, hunny."

They proceeded to share a deep and passionate kiss.

"625, love? Why don't you have a name? Like me?"

This particular question was dripping with innocence. False innocence.

"I dunno. Maybe... you'd like to give me one? Then..."

He placed a hand on her stomach.

"Names for Junior, too."

(A/N: DUM DUM DUMMMM!)

Aurora nodded. "Junior first.." She mouthed. She seemed to be even more smug than usual.

"Okay... We both agreed on it being another girl. So... Illeria?"

She nodded.

"Now. You. How about..."

She let out a maniacal that chilled 625's bones. It was the chuckle that was let out before nearly every kill.

"Deadmeat."

She hissed. She grabbed his throat in speed that seemed impossible to someone in her current state. 625 raised a claw and slashed at her face, leaving a large, bleeding cut across her eye, barely missing her precious, dark, cold, heartless, beautiful eyeball. 625 's windpipe was the width of a pencil, becoming less and less by the second. But, he managed to make an echo of a whisper,

"Why?"

"You were my playtoy. My puppet. My cold-blooded killer. You gave me, what will be, the most powerful experiment. I've been making you stronger, to climax this very moment. When I give you a fate worse than death, my beloved, my one, my only, my lover, my puppet, and I take your core, you will only feed my child your energy, power. So, my darling, now, do you know... why?"

625 sobbed, a painful, choked sob. Then Aurora touched him between his legs.

"Oh, and as a final note? You sucked in bed."

She chuckled, invoking Elastico's powers to punchup between his legs, and have her fist protruding from the top of his skull, cluthing the dim, dying core.625 let a single, dark tear drip from his eyes, before he was plunged into a world of pain, ad his limbs and sinews fell apart, never to see his love, never to see his child... never to breath again.

Or would he?

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Sigh. It killed me to do that. Anyhoo, I expect my old reviewers, an' I expect them now, POST HASTE!