A/N: This little plot bunny has been bugging me for awhile so I finally decided to write it. Are there parts I'm really proud of? Yes. Are there parts that make me wanna curl up in a ball and never write again? Hell yes. That's just the way it goes. Also I apologize for any spelling or grammar errors; proofreading is not my strong suit. Enjoy. :-)
Disclaimer: I wouldn't be writing this if I owned Invader Zim.
Dib stared at the screen before him, easily deciphering the blocky irken text. Years of research and study had lead to this moment. It had taken many sleepless nights and several cans of energy drink, but he'd finally broke through the firewalls. All he had to do now was follow through with it.
The incident with Zim's Pak in seventh grade had got him thinking. The Pak was an Irken's life source. If one could successfully hack it, it would be child's play to shut off a few essential functions and Boom! Bye bye alien menace!
After countless hours of study, he'd finally managed to hack into the device. All it would take was a few simple keystrokes to stop his heart. Just a couple clicks of the mouse to rid the earth of the alien scum. All he had to do was press enter.
The question now was would he. Or, more accurately, could he?
It would one to hand Zim over to the authorities and let them handle it. It was entirely different to actually kill him himself. And to do it remotely, from behind a computer screen... it felt wrong.
'He's an alien. It's not as though he's a real person. Besides, if you don't, he just might succeed in his sick, twisted mission. Can you really say you'd take that risk?'
But he is a person. He has feelings and fears and dreams. He pretends he doesn't, and if you asked, he'd deny it. But I know better. When I had his PAK on, I saw it all. Every thought, every dream, every hope, everything . Could I really bring myself to destroy it?
'You're being ridiculous! Kill him already! It's for the fate of all mankind!'
But... to do it this way almost seems like cowardice. If it were in self defence, or at least face to face, I might be able to live with it. But I don't think I could ever forgive myself if I killed him in cold blood like this. I... I just can't. I won't.
Sighing, Dib closed the program.
He wouldn't do it. Not unless Zim gave him a reason to.
A/N: Please review and tell me how I can improve in a kind and respectful manner. Flamers shall NOT be tolerated.