A/N: Well, this took a lot longer than expected, and I have my brother's new X-box 360 to blame for it. Addictive thing. Oh well. I should have released this chapter right after the last one, but I didn't, and now someone thinks I put magic in this fic. There is no magic, at least not in this universe.

Thru New Eyes

Chapter 17

Namesake

Siron stood in shock at the sight of the ghostly red warrior, standing only mere inches from him. "You…you're real. And you're here. But why Chance?"

"I suppose that would be a proper thing to start with." He replied.

He then turned to look up at the night sky. "Chance is a singularity"

Siron shook his head. "What does that mean? That he is an anomaly?"

The ghost like creature continued to stare into the heavens as it gave Siron his answer. "It means this Chance is the only one. There are no other Chance Gleesons in the entire Omniverse. I can only fuse with such a person."

"Chance is the only one? How often does something like that happen?" Siron asked as he stepped closer.

"It's actually somewhat common, but if you were to gather everyone in a world together, you'd maybe find one-hundred or so."

"So it's common on a grander scale?" Siron asked. "But then why Chance? Why him out of all those others?"

"To tell the truth, I don't know. I was supposed to fuse with the older boy, Jonathan, but I was drawn to the child instead. Then he had the accident, and became aware of me."

"So it was an accident." Siron said, as he too turned his gaze upward. "But what exactly are you?"

"You do ask all the hard questions, don't you?" The red warrior said, sighing. "That's just about what Chance first asked me, although he asked if I was magic."

"Are you?"

"Heavens no. Magic is almost always world specific, and I was most certainly designed to function outside my origin universe."

This came as a huge surprise. "You mean you were made?"

"You've been reading legends." He replied. "You know that legends are always blown out of proportion. Yes I was made. So long ago you wouldn't be able to measure it."

"But numbers can measure anything." Siron replied.

"Alright, but you'd need a lot of paper for all the zeros." The warrior sighed. He then looked down at the little experiment. "I'm going to let you in on a little secret on how the Omniverse works."

Siron looked up at his namesake. "Really?"

"Universes are like snakes, biting their tails. They have an ending, but then they just start all over again." The warrior then paused for a moment. "And every so often, the snake sheds and changes not just its color, but its very being."

"I don't understand." Siron said, unsure as to what the transparent being meant. "What are you saying?"

"That the Omniverse is efficient. It's self-recycling. That one world now might be another in the next cycle, or the whole multiverse might change."

The spirit then sighed. "And I've seen it happen so often that it's just an everyday occurrence now, that's how long I've existed."

Siron just stood in awe. His namesake was more like him than he could have ever imagined. He was a creation of some lost civilization, not only itself lost to history, but apparently the very universe that housed it.

The being then continued, unaware of Siron's amazement. "To answer your question, I am a sentient symbiotic bio-energy, created as a last resort weapon by a race long lost to the Omniverse. I do not remember what they were called, but I remember the name given to me." He then paused, as if trying to remember something that happened long ago.

"They called me Sirrion, which in their language meant 'Avenger'."

The experiments were acting like it was New Years, with all the joyous screaming and cheers. It was finally over: the monster Lilith was gone, and they had been saved by a mysterious force from being wiped away by the Sweeper Cannon. It was a strange sight indeed for many of the onlookers.

"Man, this is a lot of aliens. I wonder why no one noticed before." Jason said as he looked over the cheering crowd of experiments.

"Don't ask me." Myrtle replied. "I'm as surprised as you are. Until today I thought I had a dog."

"Yeah, instead you had an alien creature that just looked like a dog." Jason said as he looked down at Gigi.

"Yes, and now she has a boyfriend who needs to be a little less full of himself." Gigi replied, shocking both humans.

"What, this thing can talk?" Jason said as he stumbled backwards.

"Gigi, you can talk?" Myrtle said with astonishment.

Even Knuckles was taken aback a bit. "Wow, now that's something new."

"What? I'm not the only talking experiment." Gigi replied, surprised by all the attention.

Meanwhile, Lilo and Stitch stood in front of Cobra. Apparently he had something he needed to say to them.

"I'm proud of you both today. You stood up to your greatest fear, and even to each other. You have saved the world today."

He was interrupted by a voice from behind him. "Lilo! Oh my God you're okay."

"Nani!" Lilo cried as she ran to embrace her sister.

"Lilo, I saw the lights in the sky over where Gantu's ship used to be. I thought you might be in trouble, but I never imagined this." Nani said as she overlooked the damage. "You must have been so scared."

"It's okay Nani, it's over now. She's gone forever with no way to come back."

Nani's eyes went wide. "She? As in her? As in Lilith?"

"Lilith. Hamsterville cloned her, and then something else gave her back her memories."

"And turned her into even more of a monster." Stitch added.

"Oh wei? What happened here?" David said as he entered the wreckage. He'd been right to let Nani call home. When Pleakly said that no one was home, he and Nani left to see what caused all the lights in the sky. He figured it might have been fireworks, but then she reminded him that fireworks aren't shot out of a jungle. He saw the scared look on his fiancé's face. "Nani, what happened here?"

Before she could answer, Richie came running into the clearing. "Victoria's fainted! I need help."

"Where is she?" Stitch replied.

"She's up on the hill. She just fainted." Richie said, out of breath. "I don't know what happened. One minute she was standing there, the next she fell down."

"Show me where she is." Stitch replied as he and Richie took off back toward where Victoria had fainted.

Meanwhile, Cobra looked over the whole scene. "This is going to be quite the cleanup."

"What do you mean?" Lilo asked.

"It's going to take at least a week to clean up this wreckage, and I'm going to need to make up quite the cover story to cover this whole mess up. And Amensio is going to be busy."

"Amensio? You can't do that!" Lilo replied in shock.

"Lilo I have to. This is too many people knowing the truth."

"NO!" Lilo screamed. "I won't let you."

"Lilo." Cobra replied. "You're being unreasonable. I understand that Richie and Victoria will keep this day a secret, but the other two…"

"They need to remember this most of all!" Lilo said as she turned to look at Jason and Myrtle, who were too busy defending themselves from Knuckles' accusations on their relationship to notice. "Myrtle's finally happy again. She and Jason made up, and the memories of Lilith don't hurt her anymore."

This got Cobra's attention. "You mean she remembers?"

"Everything." Lilo replied as she looked up at the tall man. "Her constant stress caused her memories to come back, which made her even more stressed, and made her hate me even more."

Cobra closed his eyes. "Then there's no point. If Myrtle was able to remember the first time, she will remember again. And there's no point in erasing only one person's memories."

"Exactly." Lilo said with a smile.

"You do know this complicates things even further." Cobra said as he put on his shades.

"Not really. I mean, who's going to believe a bunch of kids?"

"Good point."

Siron's mind swarmed with questions. He knew what the words meant, but had a race gotten so advanced that they could do such a thing? Create an energy being that could fuse with a living creature and not only not harm it, but enhance it?

"I'm not the only thing like that." Sirrion said, breaking Siron out of his thoughts. "You faced another kind of bio-energy today, albeit a naturally occurring one. Although the fact it can even take a host is new to me, but I guess they would evolve it eventually."

"The Shadara." Siron replied.

"Those things started out as scavengers, feeding off excess negative energy created by dying universes. Then they became sentient, and realized that same energy was emitted by creatures in anger or distress. And you can guess what happened then."

"They switched to a new food source." Siron replied. "Are they the great threat legends spoke of?"

"One of over several hundred so far, at least in my memory. And no, I didn't deal with all of them." Sirrion said. "In fact, I didn't deal with any of them. My bearers did."

Siron remembered what Sirrion had told him earlier. "That's right, you are a weapon. Which explains why you need others to have an effect. You might be sentient, but I guess your creators didn't make you self reliant."

"From what I remember, they made sure of it." Sirrion replied. He then looked over at Chance. "And I've never had a bearer this young before. At least, not one that was aware of me."

"Why is Chance aware of you?" Siron asked.

At this Sirrion laughed. "You know, most bearers weren't even aware that I'm sentient. My creators were telepathic, and figured that all bearers would be, I guess."

"So Chance really is psychic?" Siron replied. "He really can read minds?"

"The accident did it. I kept him from dying, but in the process something dormant woke up within him. It gave him the awareness needed to realize I was there. He might be able to read minds, I can't tell that, but I guess it would explain on how he took to his emotion sight so easily. It normally takes bearers years to figure out how to tell how people feel from their energy."

"Emotion sight? What is that?"

"I guess this will be a little long winded." Sirrion replied. "You see, all creatures give off energy, but the energy tends to vary, due to factors such as emotional state and natural disposition. Emotion sight, given that name by one of my former bearers, is a tool to detect this energy, its amounts and the sources."

"But what purpose does it serve?" Siron asked, confused as to why Sirrion would have such a feature.

"The stronger of my powers run off this energy, much as you run off absorbed weapon energy." Sirrion replied. "Although the electromagnetic energies are extremely weak, there are other, less perceptible energies emitted, that are far more powerful."

Siron nodded in understanding, but he had another, more important question. "How did Chance break Lilith's mind control?"

"Simple, with a burst of Eii energy, which has a natural counter effect on mind control."

Sirrion replied. "Eii is one of the less perceptible energies emitted by living creatures, and the least understood by my creators."

"And you're able to control it?" Siron asked.

" 'Control' would be too strong a word. Not much of anything can actually control Eii. At least, my creators never found a way. I can only absorb and redirect it."

"But what is it? What part of a living creature emits it?"

"I don't know."

The answer was a surprise to Siron. Even the ancient weapon had no idea the source of the energy.

The two talked for a while after that, Siron checking on Chance every so often, to see if he was alright. In that time, Siron learned many things, such as what Sirrion knew of his creators, what he was capable of, and of the various types of worlds that were out there. But one question remained to be asked.

"How did you reflect that beam back?" Siron asked.

"I didn't. Chance did." Sirrion replied. "Chance completely fused with me, becoming a quasi energy being himself. He then pulled the Gastra Blade from it's dimensional pocket, and it did the rest."

"But how did it do it?"

"Simple. The blade was made of Dimenion." However, Sirrion quickly realized that it wasn't so simple to the little experiment. "You haven't discovered Dimenion's inherent properties, have you?"

"It has something to do with crossing dimensions, doesn't it?"

"Well, yes and no." The energy creature replied. "Dimenion, when in the proper alloy, has the capability of emitting a kind of 'mimic' energy. Once free from the alloy, this energy then can take on the properties of energy it is exposed to."

"Which means it took on the properties of the blast, and was able to direct it backwards. But why doesn't it just mimic the energies in the air; and how was Chance able to generate the force to push the beam back?"

"Remember, he had me. He simply channeled enough absorbed energy into the blade, which caused a charge of mimic energy to build up. When the charge hit, he released the stored energy much like a cannon shot. This built up force repelled the blast. Of course I was instructing him."

"So it was more you, the weapon, than Chance?"

"Remember, my powers only work when Chance manifests them. He has control of them; I'm mostly an instruction manual."

"Yes. An instruction manual that makes you read him." A voice called out.

When Richie and Stitch (now in human form) reached Victoria, she had regained consciousness. She turned to look at the two as she rose from the ground. "What…what happened? How long have I been out?"

"About two minutes or so. Are you ok?" Stitch asked as he helped her up.

"Yeah I'm alright I guess. But then that means…" Victoria paused.

"What does that mean?" Richie asked as he put his arm on her.

"It means that wasn't a dream. It really happened."

Both boys figured she meant Lilith, or maybe the cannon. "It's over Victoria." Richie said as she held her. "We're okay. I don't know exactly how, but we're all okay."

Victoria sighed. Richie had no idea what she had meant by that. And it was better if he never did. In that one moment, so many questions had been answered, and so many more rose. The small child she considered a baby brother had a greater secret than anyone else on the island.

"Victoria, are you sure you're okay?" Stitch asked her, trying to snap her out of her daze.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Victoria said, looking up with a smile. "I'm just glad it's all over."

"Did you find Chance?" Richie asked as the trio started down the path.

"Let's just say I have a feeling he's alright."

Meanwhile Siron turned to look at the newcomer who stood next to the bench. He recognized the young man standing near the sleeping Chance; he was one of the people that had crowded around him when he had the panic attack due to Lilith.

Sirrion didn't turn around. "Jonathan."

"Was that bright flash in the sky Chance?" Jon asked.

"The flash was most likely the cannon charge being reflected, but it was Chance's doing."

Siron just stood confused. "You knew about this?"

The fact that the little dog like creature talked didn't faze the young man. After all he'd been thru with Chance and the Sirrion, not much surprised him anymore. "I thought you said it would be years before he could transform. That he could kill himself if he tried to do it now!"

Siron, however, was the one to answer him. "A Shadara attacked."

"A Shadara? You mean one of those negative energy beings? How did it attack?"

"It revived a monster to try and kill Chance. The cannon was its back-up plan." Siron continued. "Chance saved everyone on the island today."

"What happened to the Shadara?" Jon asked. From what he knew, the Shadara weren't that dangerous. Mostly they got into people's heads and made them do bad things, like suicide or murder. But nothing like this.

"It was destroyed, along with its host." Sirrion replied. "As to how it is even able to fuse with, much less alter, a host is beyond my comprehension. They haven't shown signs of being able to do that before."

"Then how did it do it?" Siron asked, now worried again.

"I bet it had help." Jon said as he looked down at his sleeping cousin.

"That's a likely possibility. But nothing I know of would have both the inclination and the ability to alter an energy being like a Shadara." Sirrion replied, never taking his gaze off the heavens. "Nor would I know why the Shadara wanted to attack him in the first place. It's not like it would be able to kill him with me protecting him."

Chance began to stir, and as he did so, Sirrion began to fade. "It looks like our time is short. When Chance awakens, this image of me will disappear."

"But there's still so much I need to ask you." Siron replied, his tone worried. "There's so much I don't know yet. About the Omniverse, how to reach it."

"If you reflex on what I have spoken of tonight, you should be able to glean the remaining answers." With those last words, Sirrion faded away.

Siron turned back towards the bench, to see Chance sit up, his eyelids still heavy. The small child slowly took in his surroundings, and realized where he was. A smile formed on the small boy's face as he looked over at Siron.

"I did it." He said in a tired voice. He was clearly still strained from his experience, but it didn't damper the small child's spirit. "I really did it."

"Apparently." Jon said as he sat down next to Chance. "You caused quite the light show."

The boy didn't turn his gaze away from the experiment. "Is the monster gone now? Did you get it?"

"They're gone. Both of them." Siron replied.

Chance just smiled wider, when he heard a familiar voice call out.

"Chance, there you are!"

Chance's head quickly shot around. "Mommy!"

Siron stood back and watched the family, as Chance's parents hugged and smothered him with attention. They had been terrified when Chance had run off after having what looked to them like a seizure.

I wonder what will happen now. Siron thought as he looked for behind a tree. Chance has been able to activate the weapon inside him, now what will happen? Will more things come for him; will he have to leave them?

Siron turned to head back towards home. He had both faced his greatest fear and fulfilled his dearest wish in one night. But for all the answers he had gotten that night, the questions he now had drove him to learn more. I will find a way to that place Sirrion told me about. Even if it takes me forever, I will find the way.

The huge experiment crowds had begun to disperse, as things finally started to calm down. After Cobra had talked to everyone about what to say about their injuries and about keeping all this a secret, Myrtle, Richie, Victoria, and Jason went home. Many of the experiments decided to head home as well, the excitement over. Soon the only people left were Lilo and her ohana.

"Lilo, I'm so sorry about this. You must have been terrified." Nani said as she and her sister looked over the wrecked ship.

"For the last time Nani, it's okay." Lilo replied. "I'm glad you weren't here, you could have been hurt too."

"I know Lilo, but I still worry about you." Nani said as she put her hand on Lilo's shoulder. "I remember what happened to you last time, how hurt and scared you were."

"Don't worry, Nani." Lilo replied as she pushed her sister's hand away. "If one good thing came out of all this, it's that my fears no longer haunt me. I'm not afraid of Lilith anymore."

Lilo then turned towards Stitch, who was looking to see where Siron had gotten too. Both he and the small boy had disappeared right after that thing stopped the Sweeper Cannon. Having no luck, he returned to the battle site.

"Well, did you find them Stitch?" Lilo called out as Stitch entered the clearing.

"Not a trace. Thought Richie said Victoria didn't seem worried about the kid, so that must count for something." Stitch said as he walked up to Lilo. "I guess Siron must have took the kid home."

"Yeah, that's probably what happened." Lilo replied as she turned back towards the wreckage. Stitch then stood next to her, as both looked over the damage, and thought about what had occurred. Nani stepped away from the pair, they needed their alone time, after all.

"This sure was a rough night, huh Bugee-Boo?" Lilo said as she reached for Stitch's hand.

"Sure was. Nothing ever seems to be simple in our life, is it?" Stitch replied as he took her hand.

"Nope. Even though we tried so hard, all our friends know our secret." Lilo said with a sigh.

"And Myrtle. She knows too." Stitch replied with a smirk.

"If anything, I hope this changes Myrtle's perception of me. I don't want her to hate me anymore."

In response, Stitch turned to look at Lilo. "You saved her life Lilo. And the lives of her brother and her boyfriend. I don't think Myrtle is that shallow."

"Yeah, but now her friends think she's crazy. And if she suddenly starts being my friend, well that's just going to be the icing on the cake." Lilo said as she turned to face her boyfriend.

"You know you can fix that." Stitch said, smirking evilly.

"I can?" Lilo asked, befuddled on what she could do to help. Then she remembered what she could do, and a smile of her own formed. "You're trying to get me into trouble, aren't you Stitch?"

"I was just suggesting."

The two stood in silence for a moment, Lilo deciding to rest her head on Stitch's shoulder. Seconds later they were interrupted by Jumba, who'd just gotten off the phone with Pleakly. Apparently he was having panic attacks, he was so worried, so Nani decided that they would head home.

As the pair turned away from the wreckage, and towards the road ahead, both couldn't help but smile. No more nightmares would trouble them ever again. They had destroyed not only the monsters in front of them, but the demons and fears in their hearts.

Tomorrow was a new day, and the beginning of the rest of their lives.

End Chapter 17

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