This story is not canon. That is to say, it doesn't really EXIST in the timeline I've established in my stories. It's meant to introduce you to the many characters that make up the future of Kokaua Town from old to new.

Keep this in mind though: though I will continuously update to try and introduce EVERY single important character, OC or not that I'm using in the "Future" timeline I've got going, it won't, nor is it meant to tell the character's entire backstory.

I wish to thank Wormtail96 for the inspiration for this story, he's been of incredible help. Now then...enjoy!

There's a saying that I think sums up the situation that makes up the future of Kokaua Tow, an exchange between Calvin of Calvin and Hobbes fame and his father:

"Life could be a lot worse…"

"Yeah, well Life could be a lot BETTER!"

Five minutes and one trip to his room later, Calvin responds with "But worse is more likely."

It's true that there have been…problems in the future. It started, really, when Leroy invaded Kokaua Town a second time. A lot of innocent people, experiments included, died. Rueben and Gantu, who commanded a Galactic Federal Armada fleet, were the only "outside party" to help…but the help was enough to take down any of Leroy's air support, and before he knew it, he was being overrun.

Even then he didn't give himself up…because then the bee-tard tried to make a run for it so he could live to fight another day. Like THAT was gonna happen! He'd gotten my dad killed and he had been responsible for incredible suffering…Stitch and I took him down together with everyone cheering us on, and we launched him straight over to Niihau, banishing him. Serves him right!

But…things kind of went downhill from there. The government felt that experiments were…dangerous. That they might be more of a threat than a help. So they began passing laws to try and "curb" any "possibly threatening behavior" we might have ingrained. Naturally, Stitch and Angel, who spoke for the cousins, didn't like this. Ignoring the Mayor, they decided to secede from Hawaii, from Kauai itself, and made up a territory on the island. They called it the Seceded Island Nation of Experiments. Now ask me what they call the Mayor...

After that though, life kind of went back to normal…only now less humans and experiments lived together, and there was talk of "inferiority" and "superiority" behind the backs of experiments and humans alike…and God forbid you call an experiment a "trog", that was the equivalent of the n-word to them!

Still, for the most part, we got along great.

Then Victoria and Keoni died before they could have a family with kids. Then Nani and David died. Then Jumba…then Pleakley…then…

Then Lilo.

…I think that was when Stitch lost it. The town became more divided then before, and everyone kept to themselves, though there were exceptions.

Then this little rat...sorry, RODENT came down…a hamster/rabbit/gerbil-like alien named Rupert Jacques von Hamsterviel, an evil genius/mad doctor. Apparently Leroy had failed to kill him with a frozen-over escape pod, he was alive, and shaken…not stirred.

After he arrived, he began to befriend people. First Myrtle Edmonds and her grandson, Ashton. Then he befriended Daveigh Pelekai, Lilo's granddaughter. Then he formed a bond with Sanders or "Sandy" Pelekai, one of Stitch and Angel's three children. Then he got to know me.

My name is Grey. I'm kind of a beast. I'm dangerous, and I don't like talking about my past. But I've seen a lot. Kauai came under attack from the experimental natives of Niihau, and that crazy albino hamster stopped the attack. He's now the adopted father of Daveigh and Ashton, who grew up quickly. He became a successful doctor on the island. He even took down vampires. Now that takes cajones, as Experiment 123, Carmen, might say.

So I guess thing's could be worse. He could have lost a bunch of times before and then we would be in HUGE troggy doo. But of course, he had help, he didn't do what he did on his own. Because there are plenty of people in Kokaua Town and beyond that were fighting alongside of him.

Here…how about I show you what I mean?

ALL TOGETHER NOW!

SANDY

"Hellooooo?"

The experiment blinked his eyes and, after taking his stylish and large sunglasses off, he rubbed his black eyes slowly to get the gunk out. Finally he looked up from his position on the beach to see who was addressing him.

"Helloooo? Aloha? Sal-wey? Bonjour? Guten Tag? Hola?"

Sanders Pelekai blinked his eyes and sat up, the slight puft of hair upon his head rippling as he did so. He resembled his father Stitch in basic form and color, with blue fur and a pale blue underbelly, even with the dark blue markings on the back. Yet he had a "v" insignia that seemed, forgive the pun, "stitched" over his chest like his mother. He had more hair on top of his head than his dad did, and his voice gave the impression that they'd named him specifically for that reason: it sounded like sand passing through your fingers. The true reason was because Stitch and Angel had gotten freaky and doink, knocked boots, done the nasty, did it "troggy style", (your favorite term for having sex here) on the sands of Kokaua Town Beach.

Yeah, those two weren't allowed to be on the beach anymore...

Sandy stood up so as to face down the person who was facing him: the enigmatic orphan that was Grey. Grey was aptly named: he had grey fur covering his body and lighter grey fur on his hairy chest that went down to his stomach. He had brown hair at the top of his head that was slightly spiky, slightly curly and always brushed back, and he was taller than the average experiment, being about 4 feet tall. He always wore three things: a blue and black watch, a circular mood necklace…and tie-dye pants.

"So, get enough of a tan yet? Trying to go for the "toasted" look so you can score a lady?"

"No, I just like lying here on the beach, listening to the gulls."

"Really?" Grey asked, tilting his head.

"What, you think that's-what the?" Sandy asked. He noticed that the radio he'd brought with him had sand all over it now and was playing an extremely annoying country song.

The population is greatly decreased…so the odds are greatly increased…

That I might someday get the chance…to kiss your lips!

I thank the Loooo-oooo-ooord each day…fer the Apocalypse!

"Oh GOD I hate this song, it's one of the top ten worst I've ever heard along with "Jesus Made Me Fumble"." Grey complained. "Turn it off!"

Sandy did so. "Sure, sure. Do you think just lying on the beach is boring?" He asked.

"No, sometimes I like to lie on the grass and just watch the clouds." Grey admitted. "How about we go get a drink at Ariel's Aerie before the big party begins at twelve! I could really go for an Icee right about now." He told Sandy, picking up the radio.

As they walked away from the beach and headed for the parking lot that would take them to the road, Sandy felt a question rising in him. "Hey…Grey…"

Grey turned his head. "Yeah, Sandy?"

"Sometimes I think about…about what would happen if Dad and Mom died and I had to take over, you know, being the representative body of the experimental population. Do you think…do you think people would accept me?"

"Well…it's either you, Kuko or Peleka that would take the position…and I'd want it to be you." Grey admitted.

Sandy blinked. "W-what? You mean that? Why?"

Grey smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "It's not just because I'm your godfather. It's because I'm your friend. And I know you, man…you're gonna be a great leader one day! And one day when everyone stops worrying and being all concerned about species barriers, you'll be Co-Head of all of Kauai, I'm sure of it!"

"Like that could ever happen." Sandy mumbled.

"Sandy, I want you to tell me, right now, what you think about yourself, what's your BEST trait?" Grey asked.

Sandy blinked. "Well…I guess I try hard…"

Grey clapped him on the back. "EXACTLY! Sandy, don't you get it? The good guys ALWAYS try the hardest! It's a fact of life! They face impossible odds, go against the world, have to endure the worst of trials…they do the most work, they try the hardest, Sandy, you're a good guy, and good guys win. Period!"

Sandy blinked. "You really think I'm gonna do it? You think I could fill Dad's shoes?"

Grey and Sandy were now at the parking lot, but Grey led Sandy over to a nearby park bench and they sat down.

"Yes, I do. I know my dad and mom would agree too…"

"You think Lilo would agree?"

"Yeah, she and my dad were the best of friends, they shared a lot in common." Grey told Sandy.

"Say…did…you know…did your dad and Lilo…" Sandy began.

Grey brushed his hair back. "You…you really aren't supposed to date your best friend." Grey explained. That got Sandy to be quiet. "Now Sandy, tell me…what do you really want? Do you really want to fill your dad's shoes, or do you want something else?"

Sandy thought about it.

And then…he spoke.

I have often dreamed…of a far off time…
When a hero's welcome would be waiting for me!
And they'll come to cheer…they will get in line…
And my heart will be saying
"This is where I'm meant to be"!

I'll get there someday…I can go…the distance!
I can find my way, If I just be strong!

Grey nodded.

I know every mile...Will be worth your while.
When you go the distance, you'll be right where you belong!

He and Sandy laughed together and hopped off the bench, heading for town, going down the sidewalk.

Down an unknown road, to embrace my fate!
Though the road may wander…it will lead me home to you!

And a thousand years? Grey asked.

Ha! All worth the wait! Sandy bragged.

Grey raised a finger.

It could take a lifetime…

Sandy shrugged.

Somehow…I'll see it through!

Grey raised an eyebrow.

And will you look back? Or will you go the distance?
Will you stay on track?

Yes! I won't accept defeat! Sandy proclaimed.

It's an uphill slope… Grey began.

Ha! I won't lose hope! Sandy assured him. Till I go the distance…and my journey is complete!

Grey stretched his arms wide, singing out.

But to look beyond the glory is the hardest part…
For a hero's strength is measured…

He gently put his clawed hand on Sandy's chest. By his heart.

"I'll do it, Grey!" Sandy assured him.

Grey looked interested. He jumped up through the air, landing on a palm tree, spreading his arms wide, his body glowing with rainbow light. It sparkled up into the air like little stars that shot up through the air, passing over the town making people nearby go "ooh" and "aah".

Like a shooting star…will you go the distance?

YES! Sandy shouted, clenching his fists, an eager look in his eyes. I will show the world! I will face all harms! I don't care how far… He put his hand over his chest. I can go the distance!

He leapt up next to Grey, who raised him up onto his shoulder as Sandy shouted his proclamation at the Heavens, as if daring them.

I will find my hero's welcome
Waiting in their aaaaaaarms!

Grey smiled as Sandy laughed at the top of his lungs. Then he and Grey hopped down from the palm tree, crossing over the road and going into their destination, the popular bar of Ariel's Aerie. Grey smiled as Sandy walked in first.

He will face the world…he will face its harms...
And he'll find his hero's welcome…waiting in our arms...