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Space...
Invader Spleen began to frantically push buttons with one hand as he gripped the controls to drive the ship with the other. The ship lurched forward and began to fly straight toward Earth as the huge group of asteroids were coming straight for the two Irken vessels.
Spleen turned off the communicator as Skoodge started screaming from it. He didnt have time to care for Skoodge, he needed to save his skin right now. The astroids came hurtling toward the ship as it darted around them. A couple small space boulders crashed against Spleens ship, causing it to buck and jolt to the side.
His ship turned, just enough to see Skoodge's ship on fire. Spleen gasped as he watched it exploded. The explosion sent a shock wave, causing Spleens ship to jolt and then come hurtling through the rain of asteriods at top speed. Spleen crashed against the back of his chair, then against the wall near his chiar. His elongated head slammed against it, causing him to yelp in pain, then lose consciousness.
His head tilted, a bit, just enough to see Skoodges ship explode again, falter in the sky, then fall in slow motion through the ink black space before the darkness closed in around him and he passed out...
Spleen woke with a jolt. He blinked his eyes open and lifted his head. His ship was tearing away, and the lights and power had gone out. He looked out the glass window, just as it shattered into a million pieces and came hurtling toward him. Spleen quickly turned away and covered his eyes from the shards of glass and feeling a cold rush of air smack against his face. He was still falling toward Earth.
Spleen began to panic as the ground on the little planet started to become visible. He held on to the side of his chair as his ship jolted again. More pieces of metal began to strip away. A couple birds didnt have time to fly out of the way of Spleens falling ship and entered into the cockpit. They screeched and flapped their feathery wings around Spleen's head.
"Ow! Ow! Stop it! Git away!" he yelled as he shooed the birds away with one arm. The birds began to peck and scratch the sides of his elongated head. He pushed a button on the side of his PAK, causing his mechanical robot legs to come out. The birds screamed in horror, and flapped harder. Finally, they got out and flew as fast as they could fly. Spleen made his four robot spider legs to take him out of the ship. He was pulled out and then flew up from the updraft of the wind.
He screamed at the top of his lungs as he was sent higher and higher up. One of his robot legs was ripped off from the PAK. Blue sparks zapped from where the robot leg once was. He kept screaming as the updraft ride ended, and made him fall down back toward Earth. He screamed and flipped through the rushing cold air.
His mind frantically racked for any ideas as he flipped and twisted through the air. His robot legs went into their protection zone and stuck straight out near the sides of their master's flailing arms. The three tips began to glow, then a small thin line connected together. The lines began to take form, and began to spread around the screaming Irken. The form began to take shape into a bubble. A forcefield.
Spleen blinked and looked up. The robot legs had created a forcefield! ...but...will it work?
"Ahhh! Ow! Ahhh!" screamed Spleen as the forcefield finally made contact with the ground, then bounced off and flew off over a couple trees and neighborhoods. He screamed and rolled inside the little temporary forcefield as it began to wear down from the lack of the fourth leg.
The forcefield began to flicker and dissolve until finally it disappeared altogether. Spleen flew through the air for a while, till he ended up crashing into the leafless tree. The tips of the branches slapped his face while the bark scratched against the sides of his arms and legs. He groaned and winced in pain until he finally stopped in the tangle of branches.
Spleen opened one eye, then the other and looked around to see where he was. He was on Earth, in a tree, looking over at a street with a bunch of houses. His eyes scanned the scenery. "What a strange planet," he muttered to himself. Suddenly, he heard a strange high screech noise and something pounce onto his head. He screamed and turned his upper torso around.
A little angry squirrel was climbing all over him as it chattered in its angry squirrel talk as it attacked the intruder near his home. Spleen screamed and tried swatting the scary creature away. As he was, he didnt realize that the weak limbs that held him were starting to bend from the weight. They snapped, thus causing Spleen to crash through the branches below, and land on his PAK with a loud thud.
The squirrel snaled at him before climbng back up into the tree. Spleen groaned and rubbed his green, long head as he slowly sat upright. Scratches decorated his head. His eyes had dark bruises around them, and parts of branches in his clothes. His scratched PAK began to fizz a bit.
He carefully reached around and ran his little gloved fingers along the surface of his PAK. His fingers traced over the craters and scratches that covered along the PAK. He sighed, and took a deep breath. When he did, he realized that something was a bit strange with his breathing. The PAK fizzed and sparked again. He sighed. His PAK was in need of a fix, making it harder to breathe, and he had no idea where he was.
He gasped, causing him to cough, when he heard voices. He quickly dove behind the tree that he fell from and watched as a couple creatures with strange clothes walk by him. He watched them as they laughed their heads off randomly and their eyes bulged out. Spleen didnt have his ship to tell him anything, but he knew those were the dominant creatures on the planet of Earth.
He narrowed his eyes a bit as he watched them walk away. He looked away and scanned around the neighborhood he was in, observing his surroundings. The houses mostly all looked the same, there were scary looking plastic, bug eyed creatures that sat on every trimmed green lawn, and there were scary furry creatures everywhere.
Suddenly, the little brown squirrel that attacked Spleen earlier, attacked him again. Spleen screamed and began running down the street with a squirrel on his head. A couple humans in their front yards stared as the strange green creature run down the street with a squirrel on its head. When he passed, they went back to whatever they were doing.
Spleen finally grabbed the squirrel with his right hand and chucked it as far as he could throw it and ran toward some bushes and hid behind them. He looked around to see if anyone noticed. Nothing.
He sighed with relief. He sat down and stretched his short legs out. This planet is insane. If The Tallest, Zim was here, he would've went crazy and would've shot anything that moved! Spleen thought as he gingerly rubbed his head where the squirrel bit him. He sighed and tried to see if the communicator on his PAK worked. He pushed a button on the side. A long, thin, robot arm came out, connected to the communicator. The communicator fizzed and zapped. Spleen watched as the end exploded right before his eyes and a purple flame came up.
Blue sparks coursed through the communicator, and toward the PAK, thus zapping Spleen. Spleen jolted and yelped in pain and ripped the robot arm right out of his PAK and threw it over the bush covered in blueberries. He sighed in relief as the pain stopped, but then narrowed his eyes a bit and rubbed the front of his lobe. So much for calling for help, he thought to himself.
He was alone, on an unknown planet, with no hint or any evidence, as to whether Zim was here or not. It was hopeless. Spleen stared up at the blue, cloud infested sky. It's hopeless. I'm going to die here. A failure to the Irken r-. Spleen stopped and he blinked as something flew over him. He quickly got up and ran to the middle of the street as the small, familiar object flew through the sky.
On the back of the object, he recognizd a symbol. One of the Irken symbols! An Irken voot cruiser! Spleen grinned till the edges of his green face began to hurt. He wasnt the only Irken here! Another one was! Was it Skoodge? Did he survive the random swarm of asteroids? Or was it the missing Tallest? Zim. It didnt matter right now, it was a flying Irken vessel, his only hope.
Suddenly, Spleen's thoughts were interrupted when a loud screeching noise and a loud honk was heard behind him. He turned his head, just in time to see a car screech to a halt behind him. He screamed and ran as fast as he could down the street, away from the car, and after the flying Irken vessel.
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Spleen kept running. His squigglyspooch was bouncing around inside his body as he heaved and coughed. His short legs were screaming in pain, trying to keep up with the Irken voot cruiser. The PAK gave off more sparks and zaps, making it even harder for him to breathe. He needed the Irken to give him a couple tools to help fix his PAK.
He stopped at the base of an emerald green pine tree. He placed his gloved hand on the side of the trunk and began to cough and breathe heavily. He slowly lifted his head up in time to see the voot cruiser descend from the sky and carefully land on the green lawn in front of a little two story house. Three figures jump out of the little ship.
He couldnt recognize the little green creature, or the purple haired human, but he did recognize the Irken Tallest suit. The missing Tallest! Zim! He couldnt believe it. Spleen was staring right at the missing Tallest, the one every Irken was searching for across the whole galaxy, the one who was starting a great war on every planet...was here on this little ball of mud.
Spleen groaned and jolted when another wave of pain from his PAK went off again. He staggered forward. Spleen twitched and jolted as he tried making his way across the street, and toward the missing Tallest. He collapsed when he got to the curb, and began to jerk and twist in agony. The PAK was beginning to get worse from the lack of help and was having the thought on doing a self destruct.
Spleen coughed and gasped for his PAK to give him the ability to breathe on the planet, but he was unable to. The oxygen from Earth was thick, and nauseating to his system. He continued to spaz near the side of the street. He turned his head, just in time to see three dark figures loom over his shaking body. The last words he heard, was from the small green creature:
"Aww, he's dancing! can we keep him?"
Then everything went black...