A/N: Fist, I'm very sorry if I misspell the Turo language. Since TVtome became I have not been able to find a list of the words and there proper spelling.

Chapter 3: First Encounter

"He which testifieth these things saith; 'Surely I come quickly. Amen. Even so, come Lord Jesus. The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you all. Amen."

(Amen)

Tears were slowly falling down 6-2-3's face. Everything that this book told of happening . . . of what was going to happen. It was too overwhelming.

The knowledge he had gained in such a short time, he never knew it was possible. He had to read the book again and make sure he caught everything.

6-2-3 sat in silence for close to thirty minutes, not moving, barely breathing.

(GOD)

(Jesus)

(Creator)

(Me saved?)

(…)

The last mental word in his mind disturbed him. Was he safe from death? How could he be? He knew GOD did not create him, he was an experiment made . . . built, by Dr. Jumba Jookiba.

(Created)

(Not created)

(Soul?)

Did he have a soul?

Dropping the book to the ground he looked at his paws in curiosity and sadness.

"Wh . . . what am I?" He whisper in Turian.

Suddenly he was incased in a small ball.

(Restriction!)

(Netting?)

(Trap!)

"I got you now you trog!" A loud voice boomed over him.

He began to panic, trying desperately to get loose.

(Calm)

(Break through)

(Evasive action)

With such little room to move, 6-2-3 twisted his arm behind his back and used his claws to rip open his prison and brake free.

"What?" His attacker gasped n disbelief.

6-2-3 looked up at the massive being before him.

"Fine, we'll do this the hard way." The being said and pulled out plasma cannon.

6-2-3's brain worked fast, remembering the English words he had just learned.

"What have I to do with thee? Hast I found offense in thine eye?" 6-2-3 spoke.

" . . . what?"

"Doesth thou intend to start war with one who has done no wrong?"

"I'm . . . I'm sorry, I'm not following."

6-2-3 was puzzled, weren't they speaking the same language?

"Doesth thou not understand my tongue?"

The two then just stood there.

". . ."

". . ."

"I've had enough of this!" The giant yelled and fired at 6-2-3.

6-2-3 jumped out of the way, dodging the shots.

"Stay still!."

The giant was clearly angry about something, but 6-2-3 didn't know why. He was about to run when he remembered the book.

Looking back to the cliff he saw it close to the edge. He couldn't leave it, not something that contained so much knowledge.

(Retrieve) His mind told him

Being careful not to be hit by the shots of plasma around him he dodged for the book.

"You're mine now trog!" The giant shouted, thinking he had 6-2-3 cornered.

Clutching the book in his hand, 6-2 3 looked up at the giant before him. And seeing no way to escape he closed his eyes and waited for the beast to fire.

"Well this is just great!" Lilo complained. "One whole hour of hunting down aliens and nothing."

"But Lilo, meega alien."

Lilo smiled and her companion.

"I know Stitch, but I don't know what massive powers this gun has, we need to fined someone that needs to be exercised and we won't mind if something goes wrong."

"Ye." Stitch agreed.

But before they could start their search once more they heard the firing of plasma.

"That came from over there!" Lilo pointed through a heavily treed area.

Without wasting time, Stitch began to run in the direction of the firing, leaving Lilo behind.

Running at full speed, it did not take Stitch long to reach he's destination. And once he saw what all the noise was he gasped.

In front of him was Gantu, preparing to shoot one of his fellow experiments.

"You're mine now trog!"

Stitch jumped at Gantu, but he was too late. Gantu fired. The experiment was shot back and fell unconscious.

Stitch landed on the wheal like monster's back.

"What are you . . . ?"

Stitch was able to pin him to the ground, left him into the air and tossed him into the ocean below.

"Meega kweesta Gantu." Stitch scoffed at his enemy.

At the moment, Lilo finally came running up and was completely out of breath.

"Wha . . . what happened Stitch?" She managed to ask as she gasped for air.

"Meega save cousin from stupid head." He told her, clearly feeling proud of himself.

"A new cousin, cool!" She then saw the unconscious experiment. "Oh . . . we should get him to Jumba."

"Ye." Stitch agreed and threw the experiment over his shoulder.

As they walked back to their house, nether Lilo nor Stitch saw the leather bound book still in the new experiment's grasp.

A/N: And there's chapter 3, please R&R.