Invader Zim: Where'd I go Wrong
Part 1
Zim wandered through the populated Earth street with GIR to a leash. GIR asked his master where they were going but Zim didn't respond. It has been five years since they landed on Earth and Zim was greatly heartbroken when he found out that the Irkens have already begun Operation Impending doom three. Did they forget Zim and GIR. GIR happily contiuned to walk without noticing the tears running down his master's face.
So they left us here, Zim thought. Well I'll show them. GIR realised his master stopped in the middle of a woodland clearing. Giggling to himself, GIR joined up with his master.
"GIR I want you to self destruct", Zim muttered softly. GIR was shocked his master would never tell him to do such a thing, why now.
"Master is something wrong", GIR said taking his master's hand. Zim knelt down to him and hugged him tightly. That was when GIR felt a tear run down his back. He looked back at Zim and he guessed right his master was crying, but why.
"GIR, the Irkens left us here, there is no use for us anymore", Zim said. GIR felt his master's pain, all of the work they went through and just to be dumped like this, it wasn't fair.
"Master maybe it was a mistake", GIR said. Zim sighed and shook his head. He sat down and stroked his three fingers through his soft silky black hair. He looked at GIR who was smiling like there was nothing to worry about.
"GIR, it wasn't a mistake they ditched us just to rid us, now Self Destruct, that is a order GIR", Zim growled as he glared at GIR. GIR whimpered and blew up in a matter of seconds and now it was time for Zim to go as well. Sighing he picked up any scraps of GIR left in the grass and headed home.
"Computer remove my Pak", Zim said simply. The Computer didn't respond to such a order.
"Zim, why would you want to kill yourself, what good will it do", the computer said. Zim laughed, silly computer, but this isn't a joke, it was time for him to go and darn it he will go.
"Computer, you will do as I comand now remove my Pak", Zim said. The computer sighed as a large claw grabbed Zim's Pak and began to pull hard. Zim winced at the pain, Paks were made to stay where they are and never to be removed like this so for Zim it was the painful way of dieing.
Zim began to change color, his green glow turning a sick grey and his eyes begining to dull. Zim trembled slightly and a tear ran down his face and landed on the base floor. Zim found himself fading into the darkness when he heard something. Zim turned in the direction yet his vision was a blur and he saw only a blob.
Authors Note: First part hope you like it, well here.