Disclaimer: I didn't come up with this plot idea, I didn't write this chapter, I do not own IZ
This one I didn't write but all others I will. That's why I've updated twice today…
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Fate of the Strangest Things
Prologue: Distasteful Prophecies
"Sir, our defenses aren't strong enough! We don't have enough men, and the enemy has too much power over us. Not even our strongest men stand a chance!" the guard reported.
Tallest Red sighed, "Do you think anything will help?" he asked the guard, "What about weapons? What do we have there?"
The guard shook his head, "I don't think anything can help; we might have to surrender. They're just too good," He paused, "We might have to put Operation: Impending Doom II on hold."
Red frowned, "What are you saying? Call up all the Invaders and force them to fight? They'll all die! Impending Doom II will be wrecked!" Red protested.
Tallest Purple turned to Red, "Red! Don't you remember that long-lost prophecy? It mentioned the Massive being attacked! We might still have a hope!" Purple exclaimed.
Red remembered that day as if it were yesterday, not 50 years ago. He could still state it word for word. It clearly stated that the Massive, which was still being made at the time, would be attacked in the near future and that the only hope would be a 'human' mortal living on Earth. It was also made clear that this 'hero' was half-brother of a defective Irken.
Irken scientists predicted that the defective Irken was Zim, seeing as everything he ever touched was soon to be doomed. Red couldn't ever believe such a thing; it had to be some other defect. But the 'hero' was on Earth... How could the last hope for Irk be related to Zim?
Another guard rushed in, interrupting Red's thoughts. "Seven more men are down. Prepare to move some of the nearly well patients out of the infirmary," he told a nurse. "We have to make room for the badly wounded," he said gravely.
Purple seemed to be thinking the same thing Red was. "We have to find the subject of the prophecy. Even if the poor soul is related to Irken failure Zim," Purple said.
Red sighed as he watched the paramedics bring in bloody Irkens on stretchers.
"Okay, we have to stop this. Tomorrow, we contact Zim," Red promised.
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I didn't write this Chapter… er… Prologue… From here on out I'll have written them though!
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