This was something I was inspired to write. Is it the best thing I've ever written? No. Am I proud of it? Yes,yes I am.
Earth.
From the Massive, the green and blue planet looked so peaceful. On the surface, however, thousands of Irken soldiers were wiping out the humans. All because of a single Invader.
"My Tallest? Tallest Purple?"
Speak of the Blorschan.
I turned around slowly. "Yes, Zim?"
"I've been told this was the best place to watch the doom."
Stifling a sigh, I drifted to the side. "We're to far away to really see anything."
The tiny Invader stood next to me, staring at the spheroid below us.
"Do you regret it?" I asked suddenly.
"Regret what?" Zim responded.
"Destroying the humans. They are- were sentient beings. They thought. They had likes and dislikes; feelings and emotions. They were happy and sad; felt pain and pleasure. Do you regret it?"
Another pause. "Yes," Zim said finally, then laughed humorlessly. "I guess I am a defect."
I smiled slightly. "We can be defects together then."
This story expresses my views, and no one else's. I my continue this if I get enough reveiws.
