-+Kylon+-
I really have hardly any idea what happened after the DNA transmission, I only have a few memories of right then.. I couldn't see anything, my eyes were blurred with tears, but I remember Kezk's voice, whispering to me, encouraging me. I could remember his voice, and I could remember the feel of his small Irken body in my arms- how strong my human arms were, and how that way I could hold him. I could remember the unpleasant feeling of his blood covering me, the red, to brick red, mixed with the black of Irken blood.
I can remember that with a certain sense of numbness, a certain sense that none of it really mattered, that nothing, really mattered. I tried to think in my mind of why the mission mattered, why we had to break the Irken defenses, but I couldn't think of any good reasons, only, "He's gone, he's gone, I loved him and he's gone..". I tried to convince myself, over and over, that everything mattered, and I needed to continue with the mission, continue with everything, but I couldn't. I couldn't do anything but lay there in bed, my head against the pillow, which was matted with tears, which eventually dried after I ran out of tears to cry.
And when I couldn't cry, that was even worse, because everything had a dreadful silence around it, which rang in my ears more loudly then anything ever should. And for a while I sat there, trying to ignore the silence, trying to not make Pby and Mui think I was losing it- but after a while, I gave up- they didn't matter either, did they? Only Kezk mattered, and I realized that too late. Too late, too late, too late.. toolatetoolatetoolate! And when that happened, I screamed.
I screamed completely random gibberish in the Irken tongue that I grew up with, and when my voice grew hoarse, I sat down on my bed, fell backwards, and fell asleep, only to go into dreams of Kezk's last words, Kezk's voice echoing in my ears, but he never said anything, I could never catch the words. And in the morning I'd wake up, still hearing his voice.
-+Pby+-
What were you saying? What did you say? Kezk?
Kylon? Kylon, are you alright? I knocked on her door, but she didn't respond. Nothing.
I opened the door. I brought you some food, Kylon, you can't just stop eating..
Yes, I can. she muttered. Her voice was completely unrecognizable, as was she. Her normally right blue eyes had a dulled, greyish tint, and were bloodshot from crying.
"I'll be happy if I starve."
"I won't be.. we need you."
Her eyes flashed. "We'll never succeed at anything without Kezk... we need him, and now he's gone." She buried her face in her hands.
"And the last thing we need is for you to collapse, too." I sat down next to her, putting my hand on her arm. "We'll get over this, we'll get through this, if we only stick together and don't fall. Damn, that sounded corny." For a second, I thought I saw her eyes go back to her previous shining cerulean, but her face fell again all to quickly afterword.
"We'll get Zim for this, he'll pay.." I said quietly. "For doing this to you.."
"What good will it do, killing more people?" she asked, starting to cry again. "How will it help anything?" A single tear fell down her cheek, and I moved to wipe it away.
"I don't understand that.."
"And who does? But the only way to stop them from killing every peaceful creature in the universe is to destroy them."
"Am I going to have to loose you, too, Pby?"
"I hope not, I really hope not.."
"And even if I wanted to keep myself from having to go through that.. I couldn't leave, you know, I couldn't stay away."
"I know."
"Could you?"
"I only know one way that I could."
"What's that?"
"By dying."
"Don't, okay?"
"I'll try not to."
"Is Mui okay?"
"I think- I hope so."
-+Mui+-
It was a rumor, a story I heard in the Lesser Irken Acadamy. But if it was true, Kezk wasn't dead. At least, he wouldn't stay that way, not if I had anything to do with it..
The only thing I wanted, at that moment, was help from someone- aside from MUR, that is, there's only so much a SIR unit can do. But the Four- the Three?- was split up. It's not something we desided, it's just something that happened. The only way to get the Four to work again- to get Pby out of his untouchable stupor, or to get Kylon out of her bedroom- the only way to keep the rebellion from failing is to get Kezk back.
The only flaw in this plan for how to get this to work again, however, is that Kezk is dead.
But, like I said, I might be able to do something about that. Supposedly, Zim had the technology to send objects back in time and replace them with other objects.
Knives killed Kezk, or, more specifically, one knife killed Kezk. A rubber piggy, though, would inflict much less damage on him.
"MUR, get the current location of Zim's SIR unit. Name: GIR."
"Right outside the front door, waiting for an ambush."
"Dammit.."
"I feel your pain."
"Thank you."
"MUR, get the current location of Zim's SIR unit. Name: GIR."
"Right outside the front door, waiting for an ambush."
"Dammit.."
"I feel your pain."
"Thank you."
"Where the hell did I put my laser?" I said to myself. MUR immediatly took one out of her head and handed it to me.
"Thank you."
"Anytime."
"MUR, I'm going to go outside, and I want you to go in front of me, lasers blazing, and stun Zim if he's nearby. Immediatly go for the robot, the idiotic GIR-thing."