The Oval Office was empty except for President-Man, a goofy-looking white haired man, snoring and drooling on the desk in front of him. An explosion cracked the window, and a girl jumped in, cat following her. A backpack unzipped, and 4 robotic legs jetted out from it. This should keep him comfy, the girl thought. She walked up the wall, and hung from the ceiling with the legs. She dropped a note, which was asking the president a question, a post-it contract.
"Huh? What…" A flash of light burned through the air. "I Accept."
"Thank you, president, sir." The Girl Spoke. "And HERE'S A GIFT IN EXCHANGE!" She laughed a raucous evil laugh as she dropped a scimitar through his head. "That's for letting Zim in without detection for badness' sake." She dropped down, landed on the ground and raised herself up. She twisted the scimitar out and looked at the blood. "This will become Zim's Doom… His very own destruction. It's About Revenge, Zim, and taking your mission!"