I don't own anything just my brain ~.~
Gaz stared at her brother quizzically. What the fuck was he talking about? His eyes were swollen? They looked the same as they did before, and what did the size of his eyeballs have to do with recruiting people to take Earth back? She watched in curiosity as Dib fumbled and tapped at the watches screen, just what was he planning? She tried to get a look at what he was doing, but he twisted his body away from her to hide it.
"Okay, real mature Dib. Just tell me what the hell you're up to." She scowled, poking him in the side.
"Shh-shh-shh, not now Gaz, I'm calling them." He replied, staring intently at his watch. It ringed once, then once more. It continued to ring without someone picking up; Dib began to slowly frown, fearing that no one would answer his call, or worse…they couldn't. He bit his lip, come on…he pleaded. After one last ring, the screen flashed, showing that someone had, in fact, picked up the call. Dib quickly recovered from his saddened state, and he smiled widely. "Yes!" he shouted thrusting his fist in the air, as the screen revealed a dark, yet disheveled silhouette. Dib put his arm down to speak urgently to the mysterious figure. "Agent Dark-Bootie, are you alright? What's happened to the Swollen Eyeball?"
The Swollen Eyeball? Gaz wondered, Hmm, must be a cult of psychotic weirdos. As if Dib heard her thoughts, he eyed her with slight annoyance, motioning her to be quiet. She replied by making a zipping motion on her mouth, signaling her silence. Dib turned back to his watch's screen, eager to hear the other agent's reply. Agent Dark-Bootie coughed a few dusty and strained coughs before he even thought of speaking. He adjusted his messy hair and coughed a few more times to make sure he could answer Dib properly.
"Agent Moth-Man, we at the Swollen Eyeball are thrilled to know that you have survived the current invasion." He paused for a moment, not sure whether to go on, "Some of us however…have not been so lucky…" and even though he was a shrouded silhouette, Dib could see the sorrow in his eyes.
"I'm…sorry." Dib apologized, "how many of us are left?" Agent Dark-Bootie picked himself up with this question, time was of the essence and informing his agents was an imperative task.
"Still quite a number mind you, as you know we are a world-wide agency, we have hundreds-of-thousands of us around the world. However, there are about 8,278 agents in the United States alone; although, only about thirty of us are left in close range of our location. A meeting was being held in our headquarters when we were hit by a squad of those strange extraterrestrials, we were unprepared, and their weapons were so…advanced, those of us who escaped barely made it out alive. Those who didn't, well, we can only imagine…"
"The alien race you are speaking of our known as Irkens," Dib informed, "I have told you about them before, from the research I was doing on the one who went to my skool. From the information I have collected, they have a hierarchy based on height, the leaders of their race are known as the Tallests, as their name implies they are the tallest of the aliens. Not only that, but Irkens do have one weakness, and that is water. Their skin burns just like acid would to our own skin when it is in contact with water. Agent Dark-Bootie, you know very well that a counter attack on this alien scum is the only thing that can win back the Earth. Since we don't have many people, we'll have to execute a plan to take them down in one mission; and as history shows, a good way to take down an army, is to kill the General…" Agent Dark-Bootie cocked an eyebrow at the strange statement.
"Agent Moth-Man, what are you inferring?" he questioned. Dib showed a slightly devious smile, Gaz wasn't the only one who was going to get revenge.
"We need to take down the Tallests, without their leaders, the Irkens will not know how to continue, and flee, it's a simple objective that will not take more than ten minutes to complete. Now, all we need to do is figure out where they are…"
"Agent Moth-Man you didn't hear? A broadcast was made over seven minutes ago. A loud booming voice informed the population of the city to gather around Swine Square to have an announcement take place, we are to do this or suffer death. The leaders of this, Irken race are coming here in exactly one hour!" Dib's wicked smile grew malicious, this couldn't be more perfect. He, Dib would once again save the day from the hands of the Irken Empire. His name would be in the history books and child stories for years to come. This was his time, he would get revenge for what Zim and his disgusting members of his race did to his father, how they made his father's body completely unrecognizable; the torn, bloody body. Dib's brain began to plan hastily, it was time to act!
"Agent Dark-Bootie, round up all the remaining members in town, tell them that we've got a planet to take back! Meet us near Swine Square in forty-five minutes; we will plan our attack there! Don't worry, my sister and I will provide everyone with the weapons we need. We need every person fit to fight. We need to take back our planet!" Dib shouted triumphantly, his eyes full of malicious determination; even Gaz was slightly frightened by the vicious look.
"Yes agent Moth-Man, you can count on us! Forty-five minutes. See you then." With that the screen flashed off, leaving weapons room silent once more. Dib made his way over to a weapons rack and grabbed a black P90 SMG; he slammed the magazine into the gun.
"We're going to need more of these…" he chuckled.
"We're going to need more of these!" Red yelled, shoving an empty donut box into a servant drones arms. The service drone bowed and went to get more donuts for the Tallests and their guest. They were currently sitting at a large long table in the private dining hall that only the Tallests had access to, but today, they had a guest. Zim was the first non-service drone to enter the private dining hall even Purple was skeptical at first, but Red urged him to allow Zim to enter. Zim couldn't believe that he'd been asked to join them; Tak wasn't even allowed to join them, this angered Tak, but she respected her Tallests decisions, bowing and leaving them to their meal. Being in the chrome vicinity, with blue lights created by garspleco bugs gave the room a pleasant, comfortable feeling; Zim couldn't help but feel happy, he finally felt accepted, from all the years that he'd been such an outcast, here he was having a meal with the Tallests, being respected and getting kind attention from his peers. Finally, everyone would treat him differently, but something still tugged at his chest. Gaz was still on his mind, no doubt that she truly despised him now. She surely wouldn't ever look at him the same, speak to him the same, or even touch him. He wouldn't be able to feel her warm touch as she wrapped her arms around his body encasing him with her wonderful essence. He would never hear her laugh, or see her lovely smile, only see her hateful stare, her angry scowls. Pain filled his chest, and he reached his hand up to hold his chest.
"Ahem, Zim?" Red coughed, annoyed by Zim completely ignoring him and zoning out. Zim blinked his eyes and shook his head, waking himself up from his imaginative state.
"Huh, what?" Zim mumbled, causing Red to sigh.
"In a few minutes we will announce our take over Zim, and with that announcement, you will be promoted as General of the Irken army. You, of course are to make the announcement and will introduce us to the human population, it will be a holographic broadcast to the rest of the world, and are takeover will be finalized." Red informed, Zim silently listened to his Tallest trying to ignore the pain in his chest. A service drone poured what was the Irken equivalent to wine in Red's narrow glass "As General Zim, you will have a lot more privileges than the other soldiers will. You'll be a high authoritative power that will be the difference in success or failure in the Empire's battles. I hope that Purple and I can count on you not to fail us." Red said, swirling the glass in his hands and bringing it to his lips to sip thoughtfully. Zim automatically bowed his head, his antennae barely touching the table.
"My Tallests, I can assure you, I shall not disappoint you from this day forth." He swore. This statement from Zim caused Red to smile; Zim was truly going to be useful to him.
Idiots always are the most useful, and once I'm done with Zim I'll dispose of him, perhaps a malfunction with his Voot Cruiser or a mysterious parasite will do the trick, He happily thought to himself, reveling over the endless possibilities for Zim's demise when Purple interrupted his cruel daydreams.
"Uh, Red?" Purple asked. Red turned his head towards the second leader, irate by his daydreams of Zim's endless ways to die being interrupted.
"What?" He said calmly, but his expression showed annoyance. Purple shifted uncomfortable under his detestable gaze, Red was seriously a scary Irken sometimes. "Uh, it's time to make our announcement to the puny Earth filth." Purple tried to say will confidence, and somewhat failing at it, but it got the point across. Red stood up from his hovering chair, and briskly walked over to Zim, who was still bowing. Red put his arms behind his back and cleared his throat to get Zim's attention. Zim glanced up slightly to listen to his Tallest.
"It's time to complete our invasion Zim," Red said seriously, "are you ready to make the humans see the dawn of a new era? An Irken era?" Red queried. Zim nodded once, but Red wasn't even looking at him, and didn't see him nod. Zim gathered up the might to answer his Tallest appropriately.
"Yes Sir, my Tallest." Zim answered, standing up now to follow his Tallests to board a transporting ship.
"Are we all here?" Dib asked his fellow Swollen Eyeball members, some he was seeing in person for the very first time.
"Everyone who was able to fight is here Agent Moth-Man, now that we have the implements to fight," Agent Dark-Bootie replied, motioning to the weapons Dib and Gaz had supplied to them, "How are we going to take down these invaders?" Dib nodded and began to explain the synthesized, yet simple plan. They were to make their way into the crowd, establishing themselves in positions where their guns could be easily hidden from sight. Nine-teen of the twenty-six people they had were to establish themselves near the edge of the crowd where Irken soldiers would be to enclose the humans. When the time came, they would prevent them from attacking when it was time to kill the Tallests. Five were to stay towards the middle of the crowd in case of any Irken slipped through the other seven. The last two were to be established on either side of where the ship would land, they would be the ones to execute the plan and kill both Tallests. The five in the middle were to also assist if the Tallests were guarded by any other Irkens. The plan was impressive and well planned out, many of the other Swollen Eyeball members were shocked by Dib's seemingly fool-proof plan, and he didn't leave anything out of detail.
"Everyone know their positions?" Dib questioned, everyone nodded and gave grunts of acknowledgement. Dib was starting to feel very proud of himself when he felt a tug at his arm. It was Gaz pulling on his sleeve.
"I don't know Dib; I think that I should be the other one with you to slay the other Tallest." She said, eyeing her brother seriously, but Dib shrugged her off; he didn't need her arguing right now when the plan was so close from happening.
"Look Gaz," He whispered harshly, "we don't have time to argue about this right now, Agent Dark-Bootie and I are going to be the two positioned on the sides of the ship. You need to stay with Agent Turnip Claws and the other three in the middle because your aim is great and you will be able to assist us if the Tallests have guards." Gaz opened her mouth to object but then a whooshing sound of a ship coming prevented her from speaking. She and the others turned simultaneous to the large vessel as it made its decent to the ground in the middle of Swine Square, it crushed beautiful sculptures and small monuments without them leaving barely a scratch. "Alright everyone," Dib ordered, "Take up your positions!" The members of the Swollen Eyeball with Dib and Gaz ran up towards the incredibly large crowd of people; as Dib had assumed, Irken soldiers began to round up the citizens and cram them into a confined crowd. The agents took their respective positions, acting normally, as they hid their weapons from the unsuspecting soldiers. Gaz and the other four people in her group made their way to the middle of the crowd; each standing a certain distance from each other, forming a pentagon shape, with Gaz in front. Gaz looked up at the vessel and followed it as it inched its way to the ground, finally resting a few feet from the crowd. Gaz then glanced over and saw both Dib and Agent Dark-Bootie carefully approach their positions on each side of the street. Gaz looked around and saw the fear stricken faces about her, the people in the crowd were truly frightened. Some cried, and some were hysterically shouting. Gaz even saw a child weeping for its mother, Gaz didn't know if perhaps the child was separated from its mother in the crowd, or if the mother was separated from the child permanently. The thought saddened Gaz, but her attention quickly turned to the hissing sound of the ship opening. A very wide, ramp-like structure formed from the ships door and a shadow of one of those green-aliens was spread across it. This is it, Gaz thought as she felt her side, touching her gun. When the Tallests stepped out, it would be the moment to act, Gaz was on her toes, she was prepared to face them, but when the shadowy figure stepped forward, she had to face someone entirely different.
"Zim?!" she gasped.
Zim had stepped out of the large ship, making his way down the wide ramp; everyone in the crowd was completely silent. He continued to walk till he was about half way down the ramp; he then adjusted the robotic insect that rested on his neck to enhance the sound of his voice; much like a microphone would. He took a deep breath and scanned the crowd, eyeing the distraught and miserable faces of the ugly humans, how pathetic they were to be so easily conquered. He was about to speak when he saw Gaz, his squiddly spooch lurched and even though his eyes locked with her sad, yet angry ones for just a second or two, he didn't show any emotion or weakness, he went right into speaking, avoiding her burning gaze. "Filthy Earth creatures," he started, the holograms in every part of the world showing Zim's speech, "we are the members of the Irken Empire. A race that is clearly far more superior than your race in every way possible. Be it strength, agility, or intelligence, we clearly have come out on top. The Irken Empire has been conquering hundreds of planets throughout multiple solar systems, and we intend to spread our rule throughout the rest of the universe!"
Gaz couldn't believe it; he had made eye contact with her. Not only that but he had the audacity to ignore her. She expected some kind of reaction, some kind of sign that he knew of her presence, but he just ignored her and pretended like he didn't see her. And she knew that he did see her, she knew it, he just refused to acknowledge her, and that pissed her off. How dare he? He first tricked her into trusting him; then killed her father, left the Earth helpless, and now he had the nerve to ignore her? Gaz's rage was boiling inside her, she could feel the hatred and anger for Zim churning throughout her body. She was MAD; she had never loathed someone as much as this before, she could feel herself shake with anger as she heard the stupid alien keep talking.
"The Tallests have made me General of the Irken army, and therefore, I will enforce the laws they create. The Tallests are your new rulers, and they are as powerful as they are great." Zim continued. Even though he was speaking, Gaz wasn't really hearing any of it, in fact, she was getting really tired of hearing his voice at all, she was completely shaking uncontrollably, her head was throbbing, her body was turning a beet red from all her anger coming to a climax. She was about to explode. "Without further ado, please welcome your new rulers: THE MIGHTY TALLESTS!" Zim announced, turning his body to present the leaders, but as the Tallests began to step out, everyone heard a loud, cacophonic battle cry coming from the crowd. Zim turned and saw Gaz bulldozing her way through the crowd, pushing anyone in her way. Some were quick enough to move out of the way, giving her room to pounce in the air and launch herself towards Zim. It was like watching something in slow motion. Zim saw as she gracefully leaped into the air, her eyes darkened with pure hate, her vicious appearance was to be feared, yet he was also captivated by it. He observed her carefully as she inched closer, throwing an arm back, curling her fingers into a fist and launched it like a canon forward; her punch landing right on his face, hurling him a few feet up the ramp. Man, did that punch really fucking hurt. As this was happening Red had already stepped on onto the platform, and seeing the violet-haired demon child, he took no waste of this chance.
"Soldiers! Seize the female!" He shouted hysterically, motioning a few Irken soldiers to capture her. Gaz was so completely focused on Zim that she didn't notice her attackers before it was too late. Three came and grabbed her from either side, restricting all moments in her limbs. The Swollen Eyeball agents in the crowd reacted, bringing up their guns to shot at the Tallests, but they were too close to Gaz.
"Don't shoot!" Dib screamed, giving away his position, Zim turned to see Dib awfully close to the ship, armed with weapons. Zim quickly stood up and blocked the Tallests from any harm.
"Soldiers, attack the big-headed child!" Zim ordered. Some soldiers went towards Dib, fighting him off, quickly tossing the gun away leaving him defenseless. An agent tried to assist Dib by shooting at the aliens, but was subdued only mere seconds later by a soldier near the crowd. The people within the crowd began to panic, and the Swollen Eyeball members tried to scurry away, but many were stopped and captured. Utter panic enveloped the Square as gunshots were fired, and heads were rolling. Gaz felt helpless as she was dragged into the ship, even though she tried fighting back with all her might, she was overpowered by her attackers. Before disappearing into the ship, she looked and saw Zim's head turn towards her, her amber eyes meeting with his curious ruby pools. She huffed a few times before, being overcome by irrational anger and fury.
"ZIIIIIIIIIIIIIMMMMM!" She shrieked, "I HATE YOU, ZIM! I FUCKING HATE YOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUU!" her voice had cracked at that last 'you', and tears began to stream down her face. She finally vanished into the vessel leaving those last words to burrow into Zim. Hearing those words made his chest burst; he literally felt his squiddly spooch shatter into billions of pieces, leaving only dust. He felt an unbearable pain flood into his chest. He felt his knees weaken and he almost wasn't able to stand. His chest throbbed in unthinkable pain; he winced at the ghastly pain that swarmed over him. He literally thought he was dying for a moment.
More and more humans were beginning to be dragged into the ship as prisoners. Red laughed maniacally as he watched the humans wither beneath the feet of the Empire. Purple nervously laughed along with Red, trying to make this situation seem normal. Red reeled back in his laughter and as his face filled the holographic screens all over the world, and he spoke out to its billions of pathetic viewers.
"We are the new rulers of this planet! You bow down, or die!"
*Stabs* oops, clean up on aisle seven O.o I don't even know what to write for author notes anymore...
