WOO! This is the best. Chapter. Ever.

Oh and some advice...

Don't play with M107s!!

Riiiiing!

The final bell echoed through out the MidSkool walls. All the kids came pouring out of their classrooms to finally get home and make the best of this awful Monday.

Humming, Boky walked out of her classroom.

Unfortunately, Mar was right there.

"What's up with you Boky? Why are you so...Happy?" Mar crossed her arms is pure annoyance.

Boky smiled, shrugged, and walked past her aggravated sister.

"Seriously Boky, somethings up. Your my sister for the love of irk! Tell me what's wrong."

Boky turned on her heel and stared at her sister.

"You mean what's right." Boky laughed.

"Okay...Well I have to stay and help my math teacher. Your going to have to walk to Zim's school by yourself." Mar shook her head and headed back to her math class.

"Psh. whaaatever!" Boky replied happily.

On top of an old hotel building, where three irkens who where about to crush a particular person's happiness.

"Zoger. She's coming this way. Are you in position?" A short and pudgy irken said hoarsely. He had a scar over his left eye.

"Here's the scope." Another Irken who was slightly taller then the one with the scar only, way more muscular, laughed.

Zoger took the scope and snapped it on his M107. "This should do the trick." Zoger whispered softly.

He positioned the M107 on the very edge of the building and aimed.

"Shoot on my mark." The Pudgy irken smiled.

"Check yes Juliet here's the countdown 3...2...1.." Boky sang along happily. She couldn't wait to start the next meeting in her chapel.

Suddenly her eyes went wide, and she coughed out a thick purple liquid.

She couldn't feel the pain at first, but on instinct she put her hand over her chest. That's where the blood was flowing out.

Then everything went black.

Zim grumbled as he entered his base and slumped onto his sofa. Gir rushed in and took the remote control from the table.

"Boky's on T.V!" Gir said excitedly. He turned the T.V. onto the news.

An Asian news woman appeared on the screen, dressed in a crisp and professional business suit. She looked really serious.

"Hello and welcome back to channel 8 news." She paused and sighed, "15 minuets ago, a girl about 13 just got shot randomly out of the blue." The camera man zoomed in on the ambulance, who was carrying a someone on a stretcher.

That person was a girl. That person was-

"BOKY?!" Zim gaped.

Mar kicked the door open. "HAVE YOU SEEN BOKY?! I CAN'T FIND HER ANYWHERE!"

Zim with his mouth still open, pointed at the T.V.

Mar's mouth hung open at the sight.

"No one knows why the girl has purple liquid coming from her chest wound." The news woman continued, "But the doctors will soon find out 25 minuets from now when they start the operation. Back to you chuck."

Gir turned of the T.V. smiled. "YAY!!"

"NO GIR! NOT YAY!" Zim glared at his robot.

"Oh god! Boky got...shot! She...She could die!" Mar had tears streaking down her cheeks.

Zim stood up and gave Mar a one arm hug. "Not only that, but we could be discovered as aliens."

Mar wiped her right eye with the back of her hand. "What do you mean?"

"I mean as soon as they cut her open, they'll realize she's not human. I mean, since when did a human bleed purple?"

Riah slowly walked into the room with her head down. Shyly, She simply said. "I have an idea."

Mar and Zim looked at each other, then Riah, then each other again.

"GET BACK!! GET BACK DOCTOR COMING THROUGH!" Zim, holographically disguised as a doctor, ran through the hall ways trying to get around sick people and other doctors. Mar who was disguised as a nurse followed suit with her heavy black bag.

Out of breath, Zim reached the secratery desk.

"I need the room the girl who got shot is going to be operated in." Zim said to the secretary while slamming his fist onto the oak desk.

"Why sir?" The blond said half-heartily. She chewed on her wad of gum in a slow paced rhythm, as if she was bored.

"I'm her family doctor. Her family asked me to do the surgery cause they trust me."

"Where are your papers sir?"

Zim handed her the documents Riah faked and tapped his fingers on the desk impatiently.

"Okay. Go to room 24." She blew a pink bubble, and pointed to the direction Boky's operation was going to be held.

"5 minuets until operation Zim!" Mar said clutching her big thick bag.

"I know I know!" Zim ran into the room, where three doctors where cleaning flowing blood.

He scrunched his nose. He hated hospitals. The smelled too clean. He also looked at the window of the operation room.The news and press were everywhere. I mean it's not every day a 13 year old girl got shot and started to bleed purple.

"Alright, everybody out!" Zim shouted at the doctors, "I'm her family's doctor, and I was told to do the operation!"

The doctors where about to open there mouth in protest, but Zim glared at them.With a loud 'hmph!' the three doctors scurried out of the room.

Mar closed the door, and stared at the window. "Privacy please!" She sassed and shut the blinds so the press couldn't see.

Mar put her bag down and Riah popped out of it.

"Okay...What now?" Mar looked at Zim.

"I don't know! I don't know how to use this...junk." He said in dismay as he picked up a pair of tweezers.

"Better let me do it." Riah said sighing and cracking her knuckles.

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