The Last Moments
I watched the city burn, I felt the ground shake, and I heard the bombs. Standing, watching, knowing this is what is happening everywhere else. I looked down at the green boy I was holding on to, and he slowly grinned. How did this happen? Well, I guess it was my fault, telling him all the secrets he needed to know. And why? Because I love him. And why do I live? Because he loves me. I had to look away from the sight, from the destruction of my own race. I could have prevented it, but I didn't. I could still be sitting in my house watching my sister play video games. Now she's been blown up, my house was the first to go, he told me it would make it easier, to have them go first, to not put them through the suffering. Did I mess up? Probably. But I really must ask myself, would I have been happier if this didn't happen? I know I was fighting for the human race, but it's not like any of them cared about me, because of this, I can spend the rest of my life with someone who actually cares. I can spend the rest of my life with Zim.
He motioned me towards his ship. I climbed on and sat in one of the seats as the ship began to lift off the ground. I looked down upon the burning buildings and the screaming people. Let it be known it was my fault for this. And with that, the horror disappeared, turning into a painful memory.