Zim ran down the street. He was breathing hard by now. The chase had been going on for quite some time. A quick glance to his rear showed Dib to be close behind. But it wasn't Dib he was afraid of. It was the FBI and Swollen Eyeball network humans with guns and cameras that scared him. So he ran.
"I'm not the one you want!" Zim shouted desperately. "I'm not an alien! I'm human!"
But Dib kept coming. And so did the FBI and the Swollen Eyeball. They had been told not to listen to the alien. Zim knew this. He had told them.
Maybe he had gone too far this time. Maybe destroying his enemy's living quarters had been a really bad idea. Or maybe this was just how things had to be. Him and Dib had been fighting for almost a year. We knew each other's weaknesses. And we always promised the other one death or worse. But he had never thought that the FBI and Swollen Eyeball would be chasing him. He had always thought that he would be the one chasing Dib down the street. Apparently not.
Pain suddenly blossomed in his lower back. No, he thought as he fell to the ground. Crimson blood began pooled around him. He had to get up, had to keep running! The people were so close! They would catch him, and open him up! But they would kill him first. They all thought he was trying to take over the world. He was a threat. Dib would be sure he died. And after that… he shuddered. He couldn't think about it.
He managed to stagger upright again. This time he heard the gunshot before the pain reached him. He fell to the ground again. Dib caught up to him, along with the other humans. The FBI truck drove up. Zim opened his eyes. Dib was holding the gun. He had been the one to fire upon him. Figures.
The swollen eyeball humans held his arms up to attach a pair of Alien Handcuffs. Guaranteed to render any and all alien life forms unconscious. It would even knock him out.
The boy in front of him blew the smoke off the barrel of his gun and smiled a familiar diabolical smile. Then he bent down to the bloodied alien's ear.
"You lose, Dib," He whispered, to soft for anyone but him to hear. "You lose."
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