District 10...

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Author's NOTE: I'm going to do this chapter before we head back to the situation between Dib & Tak.…

Two Irkens made their way into the District. One was a male, and the other was a female. The male had crispy looking eyes, the same color you would find on an over done Tater-Tot. He was wearing a number of different scrap-metal around him, fashioned into a type of armor. He was wearing a helmet fashioned from old furnace parts, used to protect his head. Numerous weapons hung from an old army uniform he was wearing. A pair of night-vision goggles went over his eyes, fiercely strapped to his head. This would help him see much better. And he had been able to weld various old objects, such as crowbars, to his PAK. He was also carrying a shot-gun to protect himself from harm's way.

Now, the female was very scrawny. All females are thin, but this one was a very scrawny looking one. Her antennas stuck up straight in the air and only curled up at the very top. She had very small eyes and her eyelashes curled at an angle. Her eyes had a type of Redish/Pinkish color to them. She wore some old women's jackets, covered in mold. She had Christmas lights wrapped around certain places on the arms and the legs for some reason, old light bulbs strapped to her shoulders, and carried a walking stick that had many electronically devices on it. She also looked very young, as she was probably 420 (which is actually 35 in Human years.)

Behind them, however, was a huge secret operation project still in the works. It was an Irken designed Cyborg. Attack-droid 8.67. It was a gigantic robot, about 12 feet tall, and 16 feet wide. It was covered in all sorts of Irken logos and war paint. Weapons of mass destruction were installed everywhere. It towered behind the two as they walked.

"Rodney" the female one said, speaking up, "Do you really think this plan is all the way thought through?"

"El" the male one, who was apparently named Rodney said, "We need food. We've been carrying this guy since we've raided the MASSIVE when it was apparent it was stuck here. We've had it for two decades, we need to let it go. We upgraded him with all of the spare parts in this wasteland we could get our hands on."

"But why don't we just hop in, and control it? We could probably kill all of the gang-members and keep all of the food for ourselves."

"It's too risky. They outnumber all of us. Besides, we barely know how to get into the control seat. We have to trade this thing in now, or other Irkens will start trading in bigger, and better stuff. And soon, this thing will barley be worth more than a few cases of Doughnuts."

"You're right about that, but what if they use it against us?"

"These stupid inferior humans can't use our weapons! Our weapons are biologically wired!"

"Well, okay…"

They made their way to the main shack of Wilt R. Freod. There were several gang-members outside, guarding. They looked up at the two and instantly got their guns out, pointing it directly at them. El was scared, and she hid behind Rodney. Rodney knew better than to cock his gun, as they would shoot him in a minute.

"What do you damn bugs want!?" one of the members screamed.

"Um, hello" Rodney spoke up nervously, "We would like to show your leader a little gadget of ours that we can hopefully trade for some food…"

The members looked up and saw the robot. It was pretty impressive.

"Whoa, 'dat 'ting is soooo bad-ass!"

"What do ya 'tink? Should we let em pass?"

The member stared at the Cyborg owned by the two Irkens, and knew their leader would want to see this.

"Yeah, we should let 'em in…"

"OKAY, YO' STUPID BUGS! GET IN!!!"

Rodney and El nodded, and walked in through the door. The robot followed. It was dark in there, and you couldn't see your own hand in front of you. Then, they suddenly felt something very hard smack against each of their heads. When the two regained consciousness, they could feel that they were in a very tiny space. Suddenly, some candles were lit, and they could see. Some of the members came up from behind and drew open the window shades. Light from the sun shone in. Rodney and El were trying to cover their eyes from the sun blazing in them.

"You may approach me…" came a hollow, low voice. They looked up to see the bastard himself, Freod. They got out of the ditch and crawled up to him. He was sitting in a type of throne chair with Irken skulls drooping over it. The skulls scared El, as she knew they were probably past Irkens who somehow made Freod upset, which resulted in their death.

"Now 'den" he spoke harshly, "What do you have for me?"

"Well, sir, we've been saving this robotic battle-droid for quite a long time, and we want to trade it before the stock goes higher with more advanced weapons."

"Uh-huh. What can it do?"

"Well, sir, it has many different versions of Irken stabilizer weapons attached to it's arms, Irken-designed Shock Cannons located in it's chest, a navigational system programmed into it's brain chip, and it's reflexes are so fast it can stop a missile."

Freod thought it over. That was a very powerful weapon. And he was a very powerful man…

"Okay! How much do you bastards want for it?"

"We will trade you for an amount of 10 thousand Chipz, Doughnuts, and Sodas."

"No! We shall only give you 100! Take it, or no trade!"

"Yes, okay then! But we shall take it all now!"

The members looked at Freod, who merely nodded. They started screaming to get all of the snacks, and the others began to load them up in wheel-borrows.

"Now get freaking lost!"

El grabbed the wheel-borrow and started to move out. Rodney moved slowly out, pointing his gun around. The members exchanged glances with each other, and knew what their war-lord leader wanted them to do. As Rodney was almost out of the door, one of the members stopped him.

"Whoa, whoa, buddy, slow down. I need you to stay here."

"Why?" he asked, feeling nervous.

One of the members behind him grabbed a knife and snuck up from behind.

"Because… I wanna talk…"

"About what?"

The other member Holding the gun was about to stab Rodney.

"LOOK OUT!" El screamed. Rodney spun around and shot the member.

"GO!" he screamed.

"But!-"

"JUST DO IT!"

El tearfully nodded and ran out. Rodney continued to fire. One of the members jumped onto his back and yanked his antennas. He screamed in pain, but was able to Cole-cock him in the face with his gun. The other members jumped on him too, but he was able to shake them off. Freod, however, had had enough of this and grabbed his gun and shot, killing the Irken. Rodney's eye dilated, and he fell to the ground.

"Harvest him. Now."

Andy Berland:

"The Nigerians gangs, believe in a great deal of witch-craft. They believe that the Irkens have this supernatural power inside of their souls, and that's why they are able to control their own weaponry…"

Clips of the Gang members have them showing the CG Irken skulls, spines, and other bones.

"What we do, is cut 'dem open, and 'den we ingest, so that we can have 'da power…"

"…So they began hunting down Irkens, and eating their body parts…"

Wilt R. Freod is shown sitting by a crackling fire as this weird woman is doing this type of tribe/voodoo dance, she then stops and looks him into the eye. She then holds up a severed Irken arm, and hands it to him.

"You must eat" she spoke, "And their power will live in you…"

Freod looks reluctant at first, but then takes the arm and fiercely engorges it, as the lady does this weird tribe chant.

(That scene was CREEPY in the movie)

***

El ran through District 10. Her best friend had just been murdered. She didn't even take the food. They should've kept the Cyborg. And now she was defenseless. How could all this be happening? The Irkens were dying left and right. It wouldn't be long before they would all eventually die out. Not a day went by that one of them didn't get murdered. She hated Earth. The whole planet could go to hell for all she cared. She had no one left. No one at all.

BOOM!

She had crashed into somebody. She laid on the ground, a bright purple bruise on her forehead. She wasn't seriously hurt, but she feared that she would be. The Irkens had gotten even more aggressive since they've been stranded on this Planet, and one little thing like this could set them off in a murderous rage. She heard the Irken she bumped into swear in his native tongue, and feeling like she would be beaten, tried to crawl away. Her leg was scraped on a stray piece of rusted up metal, and she had no doubt that the infection would spread quickly, which would result in her leg losing loss of feeling. She heard the Irken get up, and she knew her face would be met by his fist. She closed her eyes, and expected the worst.

"Excuse me, We apparently collided. I do not know if you will react badly, but if you do, I will have no choice but to fight you. However, if you are not aggressive, maybe I could provide you with medical attention if you require it…"

Her squinted eyes became as big as dinner plates. Even though her face was down in the dirt, she could tell who it was she bumped into. The politeness. The English accent. It was him.

"…Toby?…" she said flipping over, "Is that really you?"

"Yes, how do you know my na-"

He stopped dead in his tracks as he saw her face.

"El?"

"Oh, Toby, it is you!"

"Oh my god, El! You are alive!"

"You're alive! I can't believe it! I thought you had died!"

"I thought you had died!"

"Oh god, I am so happy to see you! Oh my god!" she said, crying for joy.

"If I had known you were alive, I would have gone searching for you!"

"It's not your fault! There's over 1.2 million Irkens here! You couldn't have known! I'm just so glad you're here!"

"I am too!" he said tearfully, "I've missed you so much!"

They smiled at each other, and he noticed blood seeping down her leg from when she scraped it on the stray jagged metal on the ground.

"Oh crap! Your leg!"

"It's fine, really-"

"No! No it is not! It looks really infected. I have to do something! Um, uhh, Alright then, I'll… um…Take you to my shack! Yes! That is it! I have a medical kit there! I can fix it up real fast!"

"Toby, I'll be alright. Just believe me!"

"You were always so stubborn when you needed help" he said sarcastically. She let out a big grin along with a snicker. He bent down and picked her up like a rag doll. (Oh yeah, NOW he's strong) She sighed and rested her head against his shoulder. She looked up at his grinning face. Oh, how she had missed him.

"…I've missed you, love…"

"…So have I hon. So have I…"

He crooned his neck down and kissed her on the lips. She stroked his bent, disfigured antennas.

"Oh, Toby." she said passionately.

"Oh, El!" he cried sensually.

His hands moved up her undamaged leg. She rapped her arms around his neck as they embraced. He fell to the ground, but they still kissed, and she laid on top of him, giving him his reward for helping her.

They released for a moment and stared at one another. He stroked her antennas and she rubbed her face up against his, smiling.

"I have missed you so much, El."

"I know. But we're back together."

"Yes" he said smiling, "We are."

There was a tiny moment of silence as the two cuddled.

"But" he spoke up, "It is not safe here. Anybody could catch us. We must go to my shack."

"Okay. But I'm not that injured. We don't have to rush over there just to fix me."

"Who said that was the only thing we were going to do?" he said, flashing a play-boy smile.

She stared for a moment before giving in and passionately embracing him again. He was able to stand up WHILE holding and kissing her. And so, he started to go to his home, still having his lips connect with his apparent lover.

Author's NOTE: OKAY! It's the day after Christmas! I got awesome gifts! Including A Dunder Mifflin inc. T-shirt, The Office trivia game, and a 9 poster. And some other stuff. Oh, and my grandma brought me some batteries, one of those blank tapes for music, some blank tapes for recording TV shows, and a radio. They are so awesome! Also, El is a real Invader ZIM character. She was seen at "the Great Assigning" and in "Hobo 13". You can see her profile picture on the list of recurring characters on Zimwiki. But, all of her added accessions are not there.