(A/N: Hello every I'm invadermakayla... I adopt this story from Galaxina-the-Seedrian. Yes I did get permission to finish it. I'll try to update weekly like my other three story's. Please review and enjoy. Disclaimer: I don't own invader zim and well as the other characters that are not in invader zim, the plot is mine. )
Chapter 1: The Pain in His Eyes
"Your mission was all a lie, Zim."
"What?"
"We did it in hopes that you would die."
Zim stared into the black screen of his computer, his eyes filled with remorse. How didn't he see this coming? Why didn't he see that his own kind hated him in the first place? And it was all obvious from the moment they gave him…GIR. Zim slowly turned to his deactivated friend. GIR was always so joyful and lovable to everyone…
Even Zim had to admit that.
But now, the once insane, taco loving robot, was now lifeless in the corner. It wasn't depressed, nor was he sleeping…
The robot was dead.
"This is the last time we'll hear of you, Zim. Unless-"
"No!"
The Irken clenched his fists, enraged at what his leaders had done to his only friends…friends? Mini Moose was also dead; did he just add him as a friend as well? The only one left alive was Computer, and he wasn't even someone who you could call a friend. In fact, Computer hated Zim with every wire in his metallic body…house…whatever he was! Why did Zim even care? Everyone around him either despised or hated him; no one in the universe cared about him. He bet if ever knew them; his parents would think he was a defect…
Why was he thinking this way?
This wasn't how he would usually think. He's not a piece of garbage like the other Irkens told him. Wasn't he more superior? After all, he is the almighty ZIM!
…Right?
"I can do better!"
"A defect like you can't do such things."
"I-I'm not a…"
His moment of oomph died. He had to face facts; he had changed. Ever since just recently, he was acting differently. He was actually in a good mood for some reason; not even he knew why, he just was. For that moment in his life, he actually had fun with something other than destruction. It wasn't that he liked the humans now but…
"Why do you save those who hate you so much, Dib?"
The human gave Zim a small smile.
"I guess, that it means a lot to do the right thing…"
Maybe for that one moment he thought that maybe Dib wasn't so bad.
"You know Zim," the human turned his head to the smaller one whose eyes gazed into the sky, "If we ever met under different circumstances, I think we would've been good friends."
Zim began losing sanity. So much was he put through to please his leaders, and now this? Should he do what his Tallest wants? Should he…
"I-I'm not a…"
"Face it Zim, it's over! Finished! It'd be better if you weren't born in the first place!"
"You know what, there is something you can do…kill yourself."
The Irken cringed at that comment. Did he really mess up that badly?
"…What?"
"You heard me. Either kill yourself, or get someone to do it for you. The only thing you can ever do right is probably dying, so why not put up the task before you now?"
The Tall Irken with red eyes grinned.
"That's a great idea, Pur."
Zim's eyes shrunk in terror.
"…Why does the world hate me?" Zim whispered to himself.
"B-but…b-but…"
"If you really want to please us, then die already!"
The small Irken heard uproar of cheers and insults being thrown at him from the crowd. He began to tremble…was he afraid?
"I don't want to…" Zim muttered.
Zim looked down to his hands, still trembling. He was still afraid. Why was he still scared?
"So, yeah, die for all we care. That would be better for the world, wouldn't it?"
Zim couldn't look at them anymore…he couldn't show his weakness; tiny streams rolling down his face.
"B-but…"
"Good bye, Zim."
And then, the screen turned off.
Zim stood in the cold room, all alone, with no one to comfort him.
He turned to leave; the little…defect, knew exactly what to do. He wanted it all to end, right here and now. He would go to the one person who wanted him dead more than the Tallest…
Then again…that same enemy saw the whole thing.