It:
'It' was awake. It was enraged and disoriented at first, lashing out with its powerful fangs and claws before it comprehended the situation. It had been on its back, that creature looming over It trying to assert dominance - that is not how it's supposed to be. It leapt onto its feet and dove at the thing as it was trying to escape, making those strange noises it makes again. It wouldn't let it get away so easily, quickly positioning itself between the trembling creature and whatever it was it was trying to get to. It narrowed Its eyes and vibrated it's lekku in aggression, showing more of Its teeth in a threatening display, standing at full height with Its claws extended, snarling. It could smell the red blood pouring out of the creature's chest where Its claws had made contact and left a large slash, It could smell the creature's fear and that's how it was supposed to be.
It suddenly lunged at Its prey again. This thing was much slower and clumsy than an Irken, its reflexes sluggish and graceless. It tried to scramble out of the way but It lashed out with its claws again and flayed open it's prey's back, two deep gashes to the muscle. The prey fell to the ground, arching its back in anguish. The sounds it was making broadcasted that it was injured – a huge mistake when being pursued by a predator. It walked deliberately up to Its writhing prey, lekku vibrating and showing Its teeth again. It put its hand on the prey's sweaty head and quickly sliced through its scalp with one swipe. It was satisfied when it could see the white bone exposed.
It had caught the prey; it was cowering on the ground – paralyzed with fear. This was the moment It savored the most, the moment before the kill. It leaned over its prize and scented it with Its lekku, bathing in its fear. It opened its mouth wide and leaned in to sink Its fangs into the prey's throat when suddenly everything turned white. Intense pain filled Its body and It shook it's head violently. It heard the prey stumble away and turned to pursue even though it couldn't see. It narrowed its eyes in fury and tracked it with Its lekku, it was still again on the other side of the room. It all but flew at the prey, intending to rip it apart. Just as it reached its target everything went black. 'It' no longer was.
Dib:
"Holy shit!" Dib said between large gulps of air, his knees felt weak and he collapsed on the ground next to Zim in a puddle of his own blood. He had never been so afraid in his life. When Zim vibrated his lekku it made a rapid rattling sound and his growl was like a huge swarm of cicadas – like it was coming out of many throats instead of one and the combination was terrifying. Even though Zim was a good head shorter than Dib he was freakishly strong and so fast and light on his feet that when he attacked Dib could barely see him. It's a good thing It had decided to kill Dib with Its teeth rather than claws because by leaning in it gave Dib the opportunity to yank at its sensitive Lekku, leaving it momentarily blinded. That only fueled its rage and Dib said a silent prayer to himself as he ran for his life that he had remembered to put the tazer in his pants pocket, which were currently draped on the computer monitor. The tazer saved his life again – It had dropped like a sack of bricks at once and his eyes went gray.
"Hey, stupid computer! Why didn't you help me? I could have really used it," Dib complained.
"My bad," The computer replied sarcastically, "At least you didn't die naked with a hard-on."
Not knowing what to look at Dib gave the ceiling a dirty look.
