Disclaimer: I do not own Lilo and Stitch.

AN: Well, I've been gone quite a while. Between work and summer school, as well as another story I've been working on, this was kinda put a hold for a while. I can't promise the next chapter will come out any faster, since none of the above things have changed: I still have work and school, and my other fic tends to grab my attention and not let go for significant periods.

Thru New Eyes

Chapter 6

A Diary, A Discovery, and A Disappointment

Richie tore thru his dresser drawers, franticly looking for his sketchbook. "Where is it, where did I put it? It has to be here some…" Richie's eye narrowed. Myrtle. She took my sketchbook again! Well I won't let her destroy it this time.

Richie took off for the kitchen, only to see his mother stepping out the door. "Mom, where are you going?"

His mother turned around. "I'm just going to get my hair done. I shouldn't be too long. Now Richie, your sister is at a movie with her friends, so I expect you to watch over the house, ok?"

Richie sighed in relief; he knew he now had a chance to find his sketchbook without his mom or his sister interfering. "Ok Mom, I will."

As soon as his mother stepped outside the door and he heard the car pull away, he turned and stepped in front of a door with pink flowers and pictures of boy bands. "Ok Richie, take a deep breath. Going into my sister's room. If she finds anything out of place, she WILL kill me. Gotta be careful."

Richie slowly creaked the door open. His eyes were immediately assaulted with pink and white. "Man and Myrtle says I have bad taste. This room's walls almost blinded me. Well, better start looking."

Richie started to open his sister's dresser drawers. Let's see, makeup. He opened the next one. T-shirts. What, her closet doesn't have enough space for all her clothes? He then opened the bottom drawer, and quickly slammed it shut. Ahhh, my eyes! Underwear! Ok, calm down Richie. Get a hold of yourself.

Richie turned his attention to looking under Myrtle's bed when he noticed a notebook on Myrtle's vanity. "My sketchbook!" He ran over and picked it up. Quickly scanning the pages, he realized that everything was still there. His sister must not have had time to destroy it before she left. I'm gonna have to hide this thing from now on.­ ­

As he turned to leave, he noticed a small book sticking out of the pouch of one of Myrtle's stuffed animals. Curiosity got the better of him as he slowly removed the book. He only had to look at the first page to know what he had in his hands. This is Myrtle's diary! Oh man, if she knew I looked in here, she wouldn't stop at killing me. He closed the cover and was about to put it back when a thought hit him. Still, it would only be fair. After all, as mean as she has been to me lately, it would be payback to learn a couple of HER secrets. Richie cracked open the book and flipped to the first page. Ok, I will only read the first couple of pages, then I'll put it back where I found it.

January 21, 2004

Dear Diary,

I don't believe it; I still don't have a date for the upcoming dance! This is my first dance ever, there is no way I can show up dateless, what would I look like to the other girls? But where to find a date?

Richie continued to read the diary entries, but since most of them were about the same subject, his sister trying to find a date, he was starting to get bored. I guess I'll just read one more page. Man, Jason's right, my sister is a really shallow if all she thinks about is boys.

February 1

Dear Diary,

I should really go to my mom's meetings more often. I mean sure, they can be boring at times, but would you believe it, I found a date there! He's not everything I'd hoped for, but he is polite, and cute. I was sitting in the back of the room with the other girls when he came up and offered to get drinks for us from the table. Normally I'd be suspicious, but I knew his mother and that that was how she raised him. Why don't more mothers raise boys to be polite gentlemen? Anyway, when he came back, I asked if he wanted to sit with us, and the rest was all me and my charm. Oh, I forgot to tell you his name. It's…"

Richie went wide-eyed at the name he read on the page. "Jason Walbridge" He read aloud. My sister and Jason dated? Oh man, that explains why they hate each other so much. He had often heard Jason complain about how his relationship with his last girlfriend was an absolute nightmare, but Richie had no idea he was talking about Myrtle. There break up must have been really bad. I don't have much time though, so I guess I better skip to it.

Richie scanned the next few pages, all of which seemed to be about how wonderful his sister and Jason's relationship seemed to be. The way Myrtle talks about Jason, you'd think they were soulmates or something. What could have caused this break-up? But, about two weeks worth of entries later, and Richie found his answer.

February 14

I can't believe it! So much for being a gentleman. Jason and his stupid friend pulled the meanest prank on me and the girls, right in front of everyone. I hate him. I hate him, I hate him! Why would he do that to me? Weirdlo said it was because I said I owned him and he had to listen to me. I know that this was her fault! Just because she doesn't have a boyfriend. Well, I'll show her. I know the truth. I know her family is nothing but a bunch of freaks. Alien freaks. And when I get the proof I need, I'll get my revenge.

Oh man, Myrtle knows too? I just hope she doesn't know the whole truth, or Stitch and Lilo might have a problem. I'd better find out just how much she knows.

Richie scanned the pages of Myrtle's diary, and found a couple of entries, most of which were complaints that she had never gotten any evidence. Then Richie reached a page, and stopped. Not because it mentioned Lilo or her family, but because it mentioned him.

July 30

Dear Diary

I learned today that Dad was headed off to Iraq. I'm not worried though, nobody could hurt Daddy, he's invincible. Unlike my twin brother Richie. I haven't written much about him, out of sight, out of mind, I guess, but I'll start with this: he is the biggest wuss on the face of the earth. I figured that spending all his time with the Marines would have straightened him out, but I guess they have better things to do. Oh well, I guess it's up to me then. Richie will be here tomorrow morning, and I'm going to make sure he doesn't embarrass me. I'll have to think on exactly how, but getting him to grow a spine would be a good start. Well, that and maybe get him a girlfriend, and I have 3 to choose from for him.

Richie almost gagged. That's why Myrtle always wants me to hang out with her and her friends.

Richie continued to look thru her diary for notes on Lilo or Stitch, not really caring about his sister's "progress notes" on him. But when he reached the near end of the book, he noticed Victoria's name, enough to draw his attention.

August 12

Dear Diary

It looks like I'm going to have more trouble with Richie than I thought. Today he had a run-in with Victoria, Weirdlo's best, and only, friend. I saw the way he blushed when he looked at her, and I WILL NOT allow it. There is no way I'll let Richie even hang out with anyone that has anything to do with Lilo, much less have a crush on her best friend. And it's not because I don't like Victoria; I'm not too fond of her, but she's better than Lilo. It the fact that she's so close to that freak and those aliens. (Not to mention one lives with her.) I will not allow her to put Richie in danger, or allow him to contaminate this house with Weirdlo behavior; his own is already bad enough.

Richie closed the book and put it back. He'd read enough to know that Victoria was right, Myrtle was delusional. She thinks she's helping me? What about all those times she made fun of me in class? How was that helping?

Suddenly Richie heard the sound of a door opening. He snapped his head around to hear voices. "That movie was pathetic, not his best work at all."

"Yeah, you're right. It stunk."

"Uh huh."

"You said it."

Richie went wide-eyed. Oh no, Myrtle's home. I have to get outta here or she'll kill me for sure!

Richie looked quickly around the room. He knew if he just walked out the door Myrtle would find out where he'd been. The window. I can go out the window, but I'd better act fast.

Richie hurried over to the window and raised it. He quickly leapt out just as he heard the turning of the handle on the door. That was close. I'd better get out of here for awhile. Richie figured he'd go and see what Jason was up to. And to get some answers out of him.

After visiting with his friend, Siron returned to the ship. He stopped in his tracks when he heard voices coming from the ship.

"Ok, ok Jumba I believe you. It's not a dangerous experiment. But why all the secrecy, why are you hiding him?" It was a voice Siron recognized as Pleakly. Had he let himself be discovered?

"My question is being why you are not keeping nosy eye out of my things. I am hiding him because of Galactic Councilwoman." Jumba reply in a whisper. This caused Siron to breathe a sigh of relief. Pleakly had been looking thru some of Jumba notes, and must have come across something referencing him.

"And why is an apprentice experiment named after the legendary peacemaker, who's ending the Great War created the Galactic Alliance?"

Jumba became apprehensive. "Well, I like the name. Has presence."

Pleakly didn't buy it. "That's the biggest load of bologna I've ever heard. Since when have you ever named anything something just because you liked the name? I'll tell you, never!"

"Fine, fine. I am giving up." Jumba said, exasperated. "But you must be telling no one what I am about to be telling you, not even 628 himself. Promise?"

"Why can't I tell Siron? What is so important that you have to keep from even him?"

Pleakly replied, now extremely confused.

"If you will be being quiet for one moment, will tell you." Jumba then turned his head and sighed. "Originally created 628 to ultimate pupil. Perfect student to be caring on evil geniousing after I pass away. But then thing with Little Girl happened."

Pleakly went wide-eyed. "You mean?"

"Yes, One-Eye One. I mean Lilith. Even though tragedy was adverted, I knew possible that something else could occur. Any number of possibilities could be going wrong."

"What are you saying? That Lilo could turn evil again?" Pleakly said worriedly.

"Or be mind-controlled, or cloned. Even run risk of someone stealing notes and redoing experiment. I had to have a back-up plan."

"And Siron was your back-up plan. He wouldn't hurt Lilo if she, you know, went bad again, would he?"

Jumba threw his arms up in the air. "That is being point, am not wanting for little girl to go bad. And now…" Jumba said sadly. "Am not wanting secondary function on 628 to activate."

"What wrong Jumba? What happens if he activates it?"

"Sigh. I am afraid it will override his personality. I added it in fear, and did not check to see how it would react to original programming."

"What do you mean?"

Jumba reached for his computer and took a disk off the table. "Here, let me be showing you." Jumba inserted the disk and brought up a program. "You see, 628 was not originally designed for combat, there for has a passive nature program." Jumba then clicked on other program. "And this is the function I added just before activation."

"Oh, how pretty. He's all shiny and stuff. But how did he get that…"

Jumba cut him off. "Never mind that. The problem is that this form adds a combat program. And I didn't design original programming to support it. Am not sure what could happen if it activates."

"So what are you saying? Can't you fix him?" Pleakly said as he looked over the program.

"I can't be fixing what am not know is wrong. I will not be knowing what is wrong until program activates, and then damage could already have been done."

Meanwhile, all of this had come to a shock to Siron. Unlike Pleakly, Siron understood perfectly what Jumba meant. The secondary function came with combat programming, which would be necessary for him to use the function to it's fullest. The problem was that his original programming would be significantly altered, perhaps to the extent he would no longer be who he is. Siron did not like the thought of having his love of knowledge replaced with a lust for battle.

This was indeed irony. Siron had thought that finding out about his secret programming would easy his worries, but they only made them worse. He didn't want to change, not into something like that. He liked who he was. But what could he do? He didn't know what would trigger the programming. He was flying blind.

While he had been paying attention to the discussion between Jumba and Pleakly, he inadvertently knocked over some parts stacked up beside him. "What was that?" Jumba said as he turned to face the direction of the source of the noise, and saw the last thing he wanted to see at that moment. "628. Listen, I can explain."

However, Siron didn't stick around long enough to hear Jumba. He took off running. I know I should let Jumba explain, but right now I don't know who or what to believe. He's already lied to me several times. I need someplace to think, someplace illogical, someplace Jumba wouldn't think to look for me.

So he ran to the only place he could think of: the bench where he would normally met Chance after he got off from school. He started to slow down as he approached the bench, realizing that Chance wasn't there. Which was kinda of disappointing, his childish antics were amusing. As Siron sat down on the bench, he thought to himself I wonder why Chance always comes here. It didn't take long for him to figure it out. The bench had a great view of the ocean and a pair of palm trees gave it ample shade.

He sat there, on that bench, for what seemed like hours. He had begun to drift off to sleep when he noticed something out of the corner of his eye, an experiment. His became curious when he realized that he did not recognize it. That meant it was a new experiment, but he was number 628, and he knew what 627 looked like. It was her, the reason he was given the extra programming by Jumba. Lilo. So that is what she looks like in her experiment form. It's because of her that Jumba gave me the untested program. She's why I might turn into a monster!

However, as Siron thought about it, it wasn't her fault at all. She didn't ask to become evil, 624 had done it out of jealousy. In fact, knowing what he did about psychology, she was most likely deeply scarred by the event. He wasn't sure what drove him to do it, but he rose from the bench and made his way toward the ocean blue experiment. Jumba might deactivate me for this, but Lilo helped the other experiments find purposes, find reasons not to fight or destroy. Perhaps she can help me as well.

Lilo starred out into the open ocean, watching the sun on its journey beneath the rolling waves. She was in experiment form, in broad daylight, but she didn't care. She'd been through a lot today. Her and boyfriend's secret wasn't so secret anymore, as now she had found out Richie Evans knew. How long before the others figured it out? Jason wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed when it came to noticing what was going on around him, but Alex was just like his uncle, and it was only a matter of time before he too found out, if he didn't already know.

And if his uncle found out about today, well, she didn't even want to think about what would happen. Forget Stitch losing his human identity, they'd be lucky if Cobra didn't have them both locked away in some government facility or worse. Lilo knew she and Stitch were a HUGE security risk to the alien cover up. If she and Stitch were discovered, how long before all the other experiments were? She didn't want to think what would happen if their were discovered, it might cause planet wide panic.

And if THAT wasn't enough to ruin her day, Lilo was going out to the ship to see if Stitch was there, since he wasn't in the house, when she overheard Pleakly and Jumba talking about what she soon discovered was a new experiment. At first she was angered by the fact that Jumba had created another experiment, especially after what happened with her. She was fully ready to charge in and go off on him, when she heard Jumba mention the experiment's function. She was intrigued enough to wait and listen to hear everything she could before confronting him. Turns out she would have been better off just confronting him then. It turns out the experiment was designed to serve as an apprentice to Jumba, so that his work would continue on after he had died. But shortly before it was completed, Jumba added a new function. Now he was worried that the new function, a combat form, would override the experiment's original programming, changing who it was. And it was her fault. He added the function after Lilith. A tear fell down her face as she then transformed and took off. She had drifted through the sky aimlessly for an hour at least, with just thought on her mind: she had ruined someone else's life.

Now, as she stood looking over the sea, she realized what it all meant: Lilith could return. Lilo didn't know how, but the fact that Jumba had given the new experiment powers to counter her own, and by that Lilith, meant that it may not be the end of the demon she had at one time become. Why does the keep happening? What if my nightmare comes true? Well, I won't let it happen! Too much has happened to me already, me and Stitch.

I vow that I will never become that monster ever again. And if she can return another way, I will not stop until she is destroyed.

As she made her silent vow, she heard the sound of footsteps from behind her. She spun around, and came face to face with an experiment, one she had never seen before.

"Greetings." Said the night blue experiment. "My name is Siron."

End Chapter 6

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Confrontations