A/N: Yay,rewrites! Yay, someone bothered to read it,even though it was crap!
otherrealmwriter:
Thank you,very much! And yes,it was kinda stupid....mistakes. And I'm very sorry for leavin' ya,there. :( I just needed to rewrite this. I need to correct mistakes from the 2The Irken girl sat at the edge of programming board. Defect...Thats all?Nothing more?No...She shook her head.
"This is amusing,My Tallests," She said evenly,though inside everything was falling apart.
"No,Rue,you are a defect. You should have never been born." Red reprimanded. To her,nothing hurt more. Defect?Never been born? ...Why not? She was like every other Irken Invader,she was worthy of the title.
"Plus,you are Zim's brother," Purple said in a taunting,high-pitched voice. Immediately
rage boiled inside of her. Nobody could talk about her little brother like that. Nobody could hurt him,or call his name like that. She stood up. "You Idiots!" She seethed. "You shut up about my brother,okay?It's his PAK,not him!He's tried to destroy Irk,okay,but it still gives you no right to ridicule him to my face like I'll laugh and agree like freaking puppet!" Her hands flew over her mouth immediately,but the next words were loud and still clearly heard. "I may be a defect,but if this is where Irk is going,I will be proud to be one!" Purple looked downright shocked and Red just closed his eyes and shook his head. "I'm sorry. Irken Elites are coming. They will shut off your SIR,destroy your assigned planet and crashland to your certain death."
The signal winked out,and so did her screen,leaving the Irken in pure shock.
Angry,I clench my fists,determined to keep going. To survive. To fix my Voot. To make a SIR. To find Zim. More and more unwanted memories unfold behind my own eyes.
She shrieked as the Irkens bursted took her SIR. They slammed her ribs carelessly,throwing her away from the programming board and taking control. "Okay,defect," One snarled, obviously contemptous of this. She was nothing to them. Just another Job taken care of.
Before I can do anything,I bring in a sharp painful breath,and collapse on the wet floor. Slowly,the world blurs around me. Goodbye,Zim, I think,because I'm very sure Im going to die. Good Luck...
A/N: Rewriting is actually very easy,yet very hard as well. It's going to be supereasy for me, 'cuz I'm just correcting mistakes on the second chappie. Then on with the third chapter. I like D.R.E.W.
That reminds me; I want to figure out what D.R.E.W stands can decide! I guess..wow,I've named something an acronym and do not know what it stands for. o-o I'm stupid... R&R!