A/N well here it is, this is the moment I have been alluding to for a while but this is not the end, however i would like to apologize for the wait to those who have been waiting, I'm gonna be working on the next chapter now that should be done in about few days.
Twelve hours… Twelve long hours. Twelve hours since I had been released. Twelve hours since I was given the ultimate chance of revenge. Twelve hours since I turned it down. They still lived and you can bet your ass that they were going to gun for me, but for now the tallest had to lie quiet to repair the capitol ship.
I had arrived to at earth and Dib or agent Mothman if you prefer, had allowed me to go back to my base of operations. This was supposed to be my home, but it was different. Rather than the intense military environment, an air of concern and worry hung around.
I walked down the halls of the base, and saw that my soldiers salute me one by one, I was still naked for the most part. The only article of clothing I wore was the s pair of pants that I had back on the ship. Everything else was destroyed. As I made my way towards to Tak's Private quarters, I was stopped by one soldier who said they had new clothing made for me.
I obliged as I had realized that I stunk like hell, and I really needed a bath to get my own blood off of me. As I turned on the shower, some kind of odd orange liquid poured forth. I was not familiar with it but it was explained to me through my PAK. Apparently I now have adverse reactions to water. It is highly corrosive to irken skin and thus is unfit to cleanse.
The change was apparently brought on because of the transformation I had experienced, while my appearance and mentality would not change, various other biological factors did. I was too tired to care and without giving it thought, I stepped in. I was done in about five minutes, and had found a new set of clothes on my bed.
They were odd, It was a dark purple rain coat that had red, decorative embroidery throughout. The coat came down to slightly above my ankles. Other items were, a red shirt, black jeans, black combat boots, and a pair of black sunglasses. I grabbed theme and continued on to Tak's quarters.
I was greeted with a hug from the person I least expected. Sure maybe my niece, but not Tak. Why her, what changed, this was not the cold killer I grew up with. After the initial shock had passed, she backed off, and regained composure. I was, internally warring with myself, trying to find a viable explanation to it.
I was only snapped out of it by my niece, who had tugged on my coat to grab my attention. She asked me if I missed my sister. I was at peace that she died, I made peace with that a long time ago. I told her, as plain as day "Yes". I knew it was a lie, how could I miss someone who was part of my first incarnation.
You see… When I damned near died, I thought it was better to let my past die in my place. I said that I had a new life… one of a soldier. Yes I hated killing, and I would love nothing more than to go somewhere and fade out of the fabric of known society, but damn it all. Here is this little girl wanting to know an answer to a simple question, and by effect trying to bring my humanity back.
I did something i haven't done in quite some time, I picked her up, and I hugged her, I could tell she needed it, more than anyone else I could tell. After I had set her down, Tak asked me about what to do next. I told her that I did not know, but I needed to ask her a question "Why?" She was confused, didn't know what I was talking about. So I asked her again, Why did she embrace me like a lost child found. She took a deep breath and told me, "I did it because, You saved me. On the day you left home, on the day you came back, and on the ship. That order saved me. I had what you humans called a dream. It showed me that if I followed you, my pak would have received a kill code. A safe guard against betrayal or attempts at overthrowing the tallest. Almost all Irkens have one, but not you, for during that time when it abandoned you, the override code was deleted." I really was not that surprised.
She explained that due to her limited of knowledge of the human psyche, my pak was meant to interface with the psychology of an Irken's. The pak had temporarily replicated my consciousness, and set out on a two week observational period of humanity. As for the second pak, there was none. She told me the facts, and the truth, but they were not of the subjects I wanted to hear. In the end, I decided to continue listening, for it was the only way to catch up.
About half an hour later, she stopped, and immediately went back to her typical grim mood. I heard everything we had teamed up with the swollen eyeball, and now we had the resources to find Zim. I would have been happier, but I know Tak's need for planetary domination would ultimately cause trouble for us further down the road. However, I knew that the need to kill Zim would be the number one priority.
Three weeks later, we got word from the swollen eyeball, that zim had resurfaced, He was trying to, take control of the planet's core so that he would be able to control all of earth's governments by the Balls. Along with the info, they sent schematics to the base. I felt like this was just the first step me taking him down. Zim's plan was big I will admit, but It wasn't as glorious as his others, he wanted me to find him. I knew this because he was Crazy, even by Irken standards.
Tomorrow I would take 100 of my men to his base of operations. It wouldn't be an assault however, it would be a covert op, The base was big and would need a lot of men to make this plan work. The men would be divided into five squads of 20. The squads would then be subdivided into 4 squads of five. Each squad will contain one medic, one engineer, two combat specialist, and one heavily armored vanguard unit. The medic would be the commanders of the squads, and the vanguards, when not taking point would keep the medics safe.
Twenty-four hours later and we were ready to go. Now that we were on site, we had to cut the power, squad 4, team 2 (Squad-teams will now be referred to as X-Y respectively) would take care of the power, the rest of squad 4 would be at the southern exit. The other squads would enter through the other three cardinal entry ways, all the while I would enter the roof right on top of the Zim.
The power was cut, and the doors breached; we had begun our assault. So far all teams had reported in. Our next step was to plant EMP charges on the main pumps. With the electrical systems that regulated the temperatures the Magma would melt right through the piping. Through the vent system; I reached the control room. He was waiting, something told me that our info was not very sound and that we were not going to catch him off guard.
I was right. The alarms began to sound, something that was bound to happen anyway, but the defenses were at the ready, a combination of resurrected corpses as cyborgs and run of the mill robots. Their numbers, positions, and choice of armaments told me that they were here well before we began our assault. I had to stop the other squad from breaching and pull out.
After the squads had gone and after mine took out the first encampment, it was time to take make our way to the command room. 20 enemy units converged on us. Comprised of only corpses, we decided to fight. Having found out that they are cybernetically controlled and knowing that the control unit is located where the heart was previously, we found theme no problem and considering their advance state of decay, I decided not to waste my ammo. While my squad was fighting the other fifteen I was busy fighting hand to hand.
The first one was wide open and all it took was one clean kick to the chest to destroy the control unit. I sprinted to the next one and impaled it with my combat blade and destroyed another with the protruding end. Ripping the knife out I threw it at the chest of another corpse and finally killing the last one by ripping the control unit out with nothing but my hand.
My squad stood silent at my performance and said not one word. We continued our mission and came to a place where I decided to check in with the squad. They said that they were ready to take down Zim and one member had a remark about dreaming of cheese. It was then that Zim decided to take out two, of my squad members. I really wish that he didn't do that, but at this point, I feel that I have become so numb to the death of a soldier.
The last member of the squad and I continued down the halls, killing other enemies and expending our ammo. It was time, I told the last member to recover the dog tags of the fallen two and pull out. Finally I reached the command center. "I knew you would come…" I interrupted Zim's sentence with a bullet to the gut "You bastard!" he yelled with hate "you dare shoot the all mighty ZIM!" I just simply said no in response. "Zim, you need to shut your mouth and listen, you think you caused so many deaths, in the city of your first contact, don't you?" I asked. He wanted to say yes and he was about to. But I stopped him. I told him how it was Professor Membrane. You see, in his pursuit of bettering the world, he often overlooked safety.
"So, what really happened is that under the city…" I began "Dr. Membrane finally bit off more than he could chew. So as any highly intellectual mind would, he went fuckin' batshit. Damned shame too… he left two kids alone, and one is now left uncontrolled. I think you know who it is…" All he said in response was simply "Gaz." He then grabbed my arm, dislocated it, and stood taking a fighting stance.
Resetting my arm, I asked him if he was really going to fight, I told him that if he kills me that would be the end of the story. No continues and no more accounts, but If I win, he will never see the end of the Irken Empire… or at least the reign of the current tallest.
He responded with a quick jab to my jaw, and it was on. The fight I had waited so long to carry out. I decided to go with a traditional street fight stance as opposed to going with something fancy like capoeira or Jeet-kun-do. I took an uppercut to the face, damn near took me out, but now that I knew what I up against I knew how to counter him. He threw left jab to the body; I had dodged to my left and grabbed his arm.
Closing the distance while holding on to his arm I delivered two blows to his ribs with my elbow, tripped him and elbowed his face while he was supine. He rolled out from underneath me and swept my legs from underneath me. He then proceeded to try to beat my face in, while I was on the ground. All I had to do was kick him in the gut. As I got up he caught me off guard and delivered a combo that I could not even begin to describe.
As I recovered from the combo, I began one of my own, I threw elbows, knees, jabs, hooks, and finished with a dirty boxing uppercut. As he lay down, defeated, he boasted that at least he was loyal. There was a sting to those words… the kind that was not meant for me. It was the end of his life and he knew it. He got up and began to attack, punching, kicking, and using a blade to slash and stab. I dodged most of the hits but he drove the last stab home.
He was laughing, his mind clearly gone. I was no longer human, (not entirely anyway) and the sooner I accepted the fact I could destroy him. In one fluid and gory movement I ripped the blade from my sternum and attempted to drive into Zim's brain. I missed and he continued to laugh. He retaliated, tossing me to the wall. And attempting to pin me there.
I was able to escape from his grasp. I had begun attacking again, this time I wanted to drive the point home, that I was the one to kill zim. We traded blows, over and over again, both of us waiting for one of us to slip, so that one of us could kill the other. It was time, zim had slipped, he threw a powerful punch and slipped up, he was winded, so I grabbed him by the throat and drove the blade home. He dropped, and to a normal human that would have been the end of it.
But I'm not stupid, I knew that the only way to truly destroy an irken was to destroy its PAK. So I stomped on it, and as it should have been, his body just stopped, no more back ground processes, no more zim, but I knew that this was the beginning…