His Next Evil Plan
~By SkullyWolf
Zim's POV
"What do you mean I'm not an Invader?" I questioned my leaders, tears welling up in my eyes. "You've told me yourselves that I was on a secret mission to destroy the filthy Earth people. Is Zim not correct?" "Yes Zim, you're correct. But we…um..er…how should we put this…" my Almighty Tallest Purple began. "We lied. You are not part of the Irken Empire, you are not part of Operation Impending Doom Two, and you are certainly NOT an Invader. You have been sent to earth because we were planning for you to DIE! But sadly, you survived. We used you for entertainment incase we were board but we're sick of you now." My Almighty Tallest Red explained to me. "Your presence is no longer needed, Zim." Purple stated. "Wh~ what do you want me to do now, my Tallest?" I asked hopefully, thinking they might change their minds. "We're not your Tallest anymore. We want you to die. That's what we wanted in the first place. Go. Go crawl up into a corner and die. We never want to hear of your presence again, Zim. Goodbye and good riddance." Red said before he disconnected the call. This could not be happening. I…I must be dreaming. Yes. That's it, I'm dreaming. This is all just a nightmare. Now I just have to go to sleep in this dream world and everything will be back to normal….I hope.
Today, I was treated to a breakfast from my insane little robot, Gir. He seemed so upset, though. And he kept asking me if I was alright. Who would ask the almighty Zim such a question? I AM ZIM! Let's see what the tallest think of my next EVIL plan to destroy those FILTHY HYOOMANS! "Go play in a meteor shower, Zim." Purple said as cut the transmission. This cannot be true… They really do want me, the ALMIGHTY ZIM to die. No… I'm not the almighty Zim. I'm stupid and I DON'T deserve to live. AL these times I knew something was amiss… I…I just never admitted it to myself. I deserve to die. I deserve all of this. I'm going to make this all end.
Dib's POV
Hey… What's Zim up to? I better go and check this out. THE WORLD DEPENDS ON IT! "I know what you're up to, Zim!" I exclaimed. "Good." He said. "I'm glad you know that you've won Dib." He actually gave me a sincere simile….and called me Dib. "What?" I had to stop him.
"This is part of your next plan, isn't it?" "Yes it is, Dib. My…last plan…" He's trying to use reverse psychology on me, isn't he. "What do you mean…last plan?" I sneered. "I mean, Dib, that I am ridding myself of this universe. Goodbye, Dib." After that he pulled out a knife, slit his throat and bled to his death. This was a horrible sight to see. He was just laying there on the concrete…. I should have stopped him. Stopped him from his truly…next evil plan.