~*Hey, dudes and dudettes, I'm finally back from camp! Got home on the
nineteenth, and have been working on this chapter since! Sorry I had to
leave you hanging on that chapter so long, but you made it through! Oh, and
by the way, I'm still destroying those four pests in this story just because
I feel like it! Maybe after I do that, I won't be so mad anymore...NAH!!!*~
Silef closed the door behind her, and turned back to where Zim and Gaz were
standing in the middle of the room.
"Gaz," Zim started, "if you had just gotten it over with, we wouldn't..."
"I'm sorry Zim!" Gaz shouted, more hurt than angry. "He's my brother! I just
*can't *kill* my *brother*!"
"Why not?" Zim asked, confused.
Silef sneaked back down to the lab through the trash can, while Gaz said,
"Because I love my brother."
"Love?" Zim said, disgusted. "LOVE?! That's APPALLING! You LOVE your
*brother*?! Freakish human!"
Gaz wanted to punch Zim's face in. "Not that kind of love, you sicko!" she
snarled. "I mean the way you love FAMILY!"
Silef stuck her head back into the room just to snort and add, "Like you
loved the giant metal arm!" Silef ducked her head down, and went through the
trash can. They could hear her laughing all the way down in the lab.
"Don't you know what it feels like?" Gaz asked.
Zim narrowed his eyes. "No."
Gaz looked around for something to lean on, and eventually settled for Zim's
shoulder, which she stuck her elbow on. "Well, when you love your family,
it's not like you want to *marry* them. It's just you think you would die if
anything happened to them."
"Stop it!" Zim interrupted. "When you speak I feel...uncomfertable...like
there are little sparks going through me! What did you do? It's disturbing!"
Gaz's eyes opened to gape at Zim. "That's what the OTHER one feels
like," she said.
Zim looked at her arm on his shoulder, and jumped away shrieking. "You've
contaminated me! What did you do?! Don't *touch* me, Earth dirt child! Get
out of my house, NOW, and come back when you can't spark me with...
*something* anymore!" He opened the door, took Gaz by the shirt collar, and
threw her outside.
Zim slammed the door behind him, and took the trashcan down to his lab.
Silef was sitting at one of his computers. Gir2 was chained up to a chair,
flailing his arms, and humming "It's a small world" out of key.
"Silef...what are you doing, and why is that thing tied up to a chair?"
Silef looked away from the computer program.
"I've been creating a new chip since I've been here. I took an extra chip
from Gir2 that wasn't needed, and I erased all the data. I'm creating the
first 'Controlled Insaneness' chip."
Zim closed one eye halfway, and opened the other one wide. "And what will it
do?"
"Whenever Gir2 is needed, he will be serious, and carry out his orders. When
I don't need him, he can run around, and act *normal*."
Silef took the chip out of the computer, and headed back over to her robot,
who without his sense-chip, was now shrieking some song on the top of his
lungs. Silef banged him on the head once, and then opened the lid-like top.
She inserted the chip.
"He'll be much more useful now," Silef said. "Oh, by the way, I hear you
like Gaz."
Zim opened his mouth wide, but it took him a few seconds to say anything.
"I do not! She contaminated me with...SOMETHING! It was her! If it's up to
me, she'll never work for us again!"
Silef started to work through all the knots that bound her robot to the
chair. "Come on, you know that's not true. She never did anything, and she
is a pretty tough girl. She'd be a big help to us."
"She can't even destroy our enemy!"
"There's no way I'd EVER be able to destroy you, Zim! Even if you do bug the
living heck out of me sometimes!" Silef ripped through one of the ropes.
"And besides that, there is a simple solution! If you're so tired of Dib,
and you feel he's the only thing that's stopping you, then why don't you
just *move*?"
Zim's eyes flashed for a moment, and he smiled.
"What a good idea...I could move! Dib wouldn't be able to stop me somewhere
else!"
"Zim!" Silef said, pounding her fist on the computer keys. "We are not
moving! And we are going off the subject!" She walked up beside Zim, and put
a hand on his shoulder. "Now, liking a human is not that bad," she said
sympathetically. "You've been here for awhile, so maybe you're just getting
used to everyone here."
Zim was clearly disgusted. He drew back, and started running up the stairs,
shrieking all the way. "You are disgusting!" He shouted, opening the door
to the living room. He stood in the doorway to finish his sentance. "That
was all her! She's some sort of evil thing! It wasn't my fault!" He slammed the
door as hard as he could. He could hear glass things shattering behind him,
but he didn't care.
He slid to the floor, and stared ahead at nothing in particular. *Was* it
Gaz's fault? Was it really? She was clearly human. No human could have any
kind of power that would make him feel like at that moment before he started
shrieking at his new friend. But Silef was just being stupid. It was some
other feeling, Zim told himself. Like homesickness...but was it really?
A/N: Just so there will be a little cliffhanger here, I want to interrupt!
Silef: You're so evil...
I know! HAAAAAA!!! Well, I just wanted to say-THE UPICK IS RIGGED! RIGGED, I
TELL YOU! Whenever Rocket Power and Invader Zim are on it, no matter how far
behind it is half an hour before the winner airs, Rocket Power always seems
to make it on! Something about that is disturbing!
Silef: And you're going to do...what?
Well, I wasn't going to be so VIOLENT in this fic when you, Gaz, Zim, and
Dib destroy those kids, but now I think I am!!!
Silef: Oooh!!!
*Starts dreaming* Pitchforks...knives...electricity...HAHAAAAA!!! Dib's
laser gun!!! Wait...he broke that! Wait, *you* broke it! SILEF!!!
Silef: What?!
Oh, forget it. Let's get back to the story...
By the way, new series coming out by me! Watch out for me new Rocket Power
cast included new series "It's Over".
Zim settled back against the door, and stared ahead. Seconds later, there
was pounding on the door behind him.
"Hey, Zim, I think you broke something. No matter, I can fix it." There was
another shattering noise. "Heh heh...whoops. Forget that! You broke it!"
Zim sighed. Ever since Silef came, things had been...different. All of a
sudden, she comes in, recruiting humans to help them take over Earth,
helping the enemy, and reading his feelings? What was she, some zen-dude
thing?!
"There be tuna in them there mountains!" someone shrieked from the lab. Zim
could hear someone snort, and then crack up, while someone started chasing
them, causing more things down there to break.
Then there was a shriek of, "BEES!!! ZIM, FIX YOUR DAMN GARBAGE DESPOSAL!!!"
Zim laughed under his breath. At least she was getting something she
deserved.
Finally, Zim sighed, and went down to the lab to help clean up the mess,
making Silef and both Gir's go upstairs. Right while Zim was sweeping up
some sharp glass, Silef shrieked, making him jump, and land right in it.
Zim waddled up the stairs, cursing under his breath. Silef was in the living
room, hiding under a pillow. The *Almighty* Tallest were on the reversed
side of the picture frame.
"Silef, it's just the movie-radio thingy!" Zim said.
Silef looked out from underneath the pillow, and saw what it was. She was
furious with herself! She threw the pillow aside, and stood up.
"God dammit, they scared the hell out of me!"
The Tallest looked at each other for a moment.
"Silef, why do you keep SWEARING?!" Zim demanded.
"Because everything is so..." Zim stopped her before she even said it. "So
weird!" She stomped off into the kitchen, dragging Gir on a leash.
"Little Siffy doesn't look to happy, Zim!" Tallest Purple said.
Zim tried to shut him up, but it was too late. All three of them could hear
something breaking in the kitchen.
"*Never* call me that *AGAIN*!!!" Silef shrieked.
A/N: Sorry to interrupt again, but I just HAD to say this! Okay, whenever I
say the "Invader blood marches through my veins like...radioactive rubber
pants! The pants command me! DO NOT IGNORE MY VEINS!" line, I sound like
DIB! Zim's line, Dib's voice. I admit, I sometimes can do a good Dib
impression. My voice actually sounds a bit like his normally. *Hearts appear
in eyes* We have so much in common!
Silef: Lucky you...
Nyeh!!!
Silef: You MADE me to like Dib! In this fic, too! So why are you always
FIGHTING WITH ME?!
Ah, in a fic like this, you're free to him. In a fic we're both in...THERE
CAN BE NO PEACE!!!
Silef: In any fic we're both in, he thinks we're crazy.
Shaddup. IT MARCHES THROUGH MY VEINS LIKE...RADIOACTIVE RUBBER PANTS!!!
Silef: *cough*
Zim marched into the kitchen with a glass of water, ready to throw it.
"Silef, why..."
"Zim?" Silef interrupted, remembering an expression she had heard
someone shout when she was crash-landing. "How can $#!% be holy?"
"Silef! That is it!" Zim spashed Silef with the water, and waited for her to
start burning. Hopefully, this would teach her a lesson. But it backfired.
Nothing happened to Silef. Her purple eyes (I'm sorry if I said they were
red before. When I saw that female Irken on the UPick, I decided I liked her
eyes better) flashed, and she looked at Zim angrily.
"What was that for?!"
"Silef!" Zim started stuttering. "How...how can you not be affected?"
Silef closed one eye halfway, and looked up, thinking. "Maybe it had
something to do with that Elmer guys stuff you stole. Gir2 made me eat some
of it. It was called...goo? Well," Silef dropped the subject. "Now, if I
ever get back to Irk, tell me, do you think I'd have to serve Tallest Red
curly fries? Because, you know I'd probably eat them on the way to the gift
shop." She giggled. "You know how I like useless junk!"
Zim looked at his sister with new eyes. He finally saw how much she had
changed. When it came to missions, she was much more serious and determined
than he could ever be. He had only been on earth about a month before she
came. She couldn't have just changed that fast. What was doing this to her?
What was ruining his sister? The Tallest had chosen her for Operation
Impending Doom 1 because they honestly thought she was a worthy Irken.
During the mission, something had gone wrong with her, and she had been just
as bad as him! But right after, she went back to her old self. What exactly
had made her go so crazy in Operation Impending Doom 1, and what was making
her go crazy now?
After a moment, he realized he could answer the first question. It had been
him.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Push those buttons!" Zim shouted at his sister. "Push some buttons!" He
turned his attention to another Irken working in his robot. "You, pull some
levers!"
Silef hesitated to push the buttons in front of her. No...no...this wasn't
right! This wasn't what she was supposed to do. Her lavender eyes glistened
as she started to shudder.
Zim turned back to her, while all the rest of the Irkens assigned to robot 9
were pressing buttons at random.
"I said, PUSH SOME BUTTONS, SIFFY!!!"
Silef's eyes gleamed with anger. Oh, that little Zimmerdoodle really knew
how to tweak her. Ever since the Tallest had blessed her with that *awful*
nickname...
Silef narrowed her eyes, and put her gloved finger over a blue button. "You
want me to push some buttons, Zim?" she muttered. "How about I push all of
them?"
She started going wild, pressing all the buttons until finally a laser hit
one of the buildings. It went up in flames. The fire reflected in Silef's
eyes. This was just what she wanted to see.
"But sir!" an Irken pleaded. "We're still on our home planet!"
Silef ignored Zim's shrieks, and leaned forward onto the control bar so she
could see clearly out of her window. Instead of just pushing buttons at any
given time, she started aiming.
One building went up in flames. Silef didn't move, but a series of maniacal
giggles escaped her throat...just before the Tallest called over the
TV/radio.
"Zim, what are you *DOING*?" Tallest Red demanded.
"You abort that robot right now!" Tallest Purple ordered.
Silef continued pressing buttons, totally oblivious to the fact that her
leaders were ordering her to stop.
"You, the female Irken of Robot 9, turn around, and STOP PRESSING THE
FRIKIN BUTTONS!!!" Both of them shouted at once.
This was just loud enough to make Silef notice. She turned around with her
eyes narrowed.
"Silef?" they said, surprised.
"I thought you were better than that!" Tallest Red muttered. "Invader Silef,
I SAID ABORT! ZIM, STOP THE ROBOT *NOW*!!!"
Zim pressed a button to his right to stop the robot. He really should have
read the manual more carefully. *That* particular button he pressed made the
machine self-destruct.
In the second before it blew, Tallest Purple called over the TV/Radio. "I
want to see both of you after this thing blows! *Both* of you are going to
help put out those fires! You DO realize they were all caused by YOU!"
The TV shut off as the wires short circuited, and Robot 9 blew up.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Zim looked back at Silef who was sitting at the kitchen table, looking ahead
blankly. She held something called "pepsi" in a trembling hand. She raised
it to her mouth, spilling a little, and took a sip. She winced at its awful
taste.
"I'm going to take a walk," she muttered, not even meeting her eyes with
his. Zim just stared after her. Had he infected her with this...madness that
had taken her over? Had it been eating away at her ever since Operation
Impending Doom 1? Curse the Tallest, he thought. He paused. Being a loyal
Irken, he was for some reason scared that they could somehow hear him
insulting them. Finally, he ended his thought; For ever giving her that
nickname.
________________
Silef walked ahead, still staring blankly. What had *happened* to her? She
was angry, confused, and scared all at once. What was there to be angry at?
What was there to be confused about? Why was she scared?! What had happened
along the way? She wasn't happy with how she was acting. She really wasn't.
She found herself at Dib's house, but refused to believe it was Dib she was
looking for. Instead, she rang the doorbell and hoped that Gaz would answer.
She rubbed her eyes. Oh, how those cursed things itched! Wasn't there ANY
other way to solve this hair problem?
The door opened a few inches, and Silef saw an eye peeking at her. It was
big...really big. It could only belong to Dib. That was also proved by the
shrill scream that followed. The door slammed seconds later, and she could
hear footsteps running away from the doorway.
Instead of getting angry like she usually would, she just turned around, and
leaned her back against the door.
"I saved your life, Dib. I saved your life..."
Thankya people! Thanks to everyone who reviewed! I'm sorry I had to leave
you hanging for over a month! n_n;; I know this series isn't over yet, and
nothing except school can slow it down now, since I'm getting a laptop, but
watch out for my new series: What Havoc Shall we Wreak? Featuring Silef, me,
and a few friends. *coughHannahandMeraizcoughcough* Let's just say the
friend who I bring in the second chapter has an account here
*coughHannahScough* And that's not all! MORE of my friends will be appearing
in the THIRD part...whom I shall not reveal until then!!!
Also, look out for my OTHER new series, It's Over. A Rocket Power/Invader
Zim crossover. :} And you can just guess what happens...heh heh.
ALSO!!! Please check out all the stories I have written, and PLEASE read
any that appeal to you. If I get any more reviews, I'll start working on the
next chapters in them faster. Most of them are partly finished, but I've
been working on this because I get reviews. So please check out my other
stories, and look out for the two new series I've been working on! Thanks
everyone.
I think everyone can see I've become quite attatched to my little Irken
friend. *sigh* That always happens.
~Samantha Ishida
~Irken Invader Silef
~...Who does not deserve any credit.
~Does too.
~Does not.
~Oh yes I do.
~Don't lie!!!
~You know I do!
~SIFFY SIFFY SIFFY!!!
~AAARRGGGHHHH!!!
nineteenth, and have been working on this chapter since! Sorry I had to
leave you hanging on that chapter so long, but you made it through! Oh, and
by the way, I'm still destroying those four pests in this story just because
I feel like it! Maybe after I do that, I won't be so mad anymore...NAH!!!*~
Silef closed the door behind her, and turned back to where Zim and Gaz were
standing in the middle of the room.
"Gaz," Zim started, "if you had just gotten it over with, we wouldn't..."
"I'm sorry Zim!" Gaz shouted, more hurt than angry. "He's my brother! I just
*can't *kill* my *brother*!"
"Why not?" Zim asked, confused.
Silef sneaked back down to the lab through the trash can, while Gaz said,
"Because I love my brother."
"Love?" Zim said, disgusted. "LOVE?! That's APPALLING! You LOVE your
*brother*?! Freakish human!"
Gaz wanted to punch Zim's face in. "Not that kind of love, you sicko!" she
snarled. "I mean the way you love FAMILY!"
Silef stuck her head back into the room just to snort and add, "Like you
loved the giant metal arm!" Silef ducked her head down, and went through the
trash can. They could hear her laughing all the way down in the lab.
"Don't you know what it feels like?" Gaz asked.
Zim narrowed his eyes. "No."
Gaz looked around for something to lean on, and eventually settled for Zim's
shoulder, which she stuck her elbow on. "Well, when you love your family,
it's not like you want to *marry* them. It's just you think you would die if
anything happened to them."
"Stop it!" Zim interrupted. "When you speak I feel...uncomfertable...like
there are little sparks going through me! What did you do? It's disturbing!"
Gaz's eyes opened to gape at Zim. "That's what the OTHER one feels
like," she said.
Zim looked at her arm on his shoulder, and jumped away shrieking. "You've
contaminated me! What did you do?! Don't *touch* me, Earth dirt child! Get
out of my house, NOW, and come back when you can't spark me with...
*something* anymore!" He opened the door, took Gaz by the shirt collar, and
threw her outside.
Zim slammed the door behind him, and took the trashcan down to his lab.
Silef was sitting at one of his computers. Gir2 was chained up to a chair,
flailing his arms, and humming "It's a small world" out of key.
"Silef...what are you doing, and why is that thing tied up to a chair?"
Silef looked away from the computer program.
"I've been creating a new chip since I've been here. I took an extra chip
from Gir2 that wasn't needed, and I erased all the data. I'm creating the
first 'Controlled Insaneness' chip."
Zim closed one eye halfway, and opened the other one wide. "And what will it
do?"
"Whenever Gir2 is needed, he will be serious, and carry out his orders. When
I don't need him, he can run around, and act *normal*."
Silef took the chip out of the computer, and headed back over to her robot,
who without his sense-chip, was now shrieking some song on the top of his
lungs. Silef banged him on the head once, and then opened the lid-like top.
She inserted the chip.
"He'll be much more useful now," Silef said. "Oh, by the way, I hear you
like Gaz."
Zim opened his mouth wide, but it took him a few seconds to say anything.
"I do not! She contaminated me with...SOMETHING! It was her! If it's up to
me, she'll never work for us again!"
Silef started to work through all the knots that bound her robot to the
chair. "Come on, you know that's not true. She never did anything, and she
is a pretty tough girl. She'd be a big help to us."
"She can't even destroy our enemy!"
"There's no way I'd EVER be able to destroy you, Zim! Even if you do bug the
living heck out of me sometimes!" Silef ripped through one of the ropes.
"And besides that, there is a simple solution! If you're so tired of Dib,
and you feel he's the only thing that's stopping you, then why don't you
just *move*?"
Zim's eyes flashed for a moment, and he smiled.
"What a good idea...I could move! Dib wouldn't be able to stop me somewhere
else!"
"Zim!" Silef said, pounding her fist on the computer keys. "We are not
moving! And we are going off the subject!" She walked up beside Zim, and put
a hand on his shoulder. "Now, liking a human is not that bad," she said
sympathetically. "You've been here for awhile, so maybe you're just getting
used to everyone here."
Zim was clearly disgusted. He drew back, and started running up the stairs,
shrieking all the way. "You are disgusting!" He shouted, opening the door
to the living room. He stood in the doorway to finish his sentance. "That
was all her! She's some sort of evil thing! It wasn't my fault!" He slammed the
door as hard as he could. He could hear glass things shattering behind him,
but he didn't care.
He slid to the floor, and stared ahead at nothing in particular. *Was* it
Gaz's fault? Was it really? She was clearly human. No human could have any
kind of power that would make him feel like at that moment before he started
shrieking at his new friend. But Silef was just being stupid. It was some
other feeling, Zim told himself. Like homesickness...but was it really?
A/N: Just so there will be a little cliffhanger here, I want to interrupt!
Silef: You're so evil...
I know! HAAAAAA!!! Well, I just wanted to say-THE UPICK IS RIGGED! RIGGED, I
TELL YOU! Whenever Rocket Power and Invader Zim are on it, no matter how far
behind it is half an hour before the winner airs, Rocket Power always seems
to make it on! Something about that is disturbing!
Silef: And you're going to do...what?
Well, I wasn't going to be so VIOLENT in this fic when you, Gaz, Zim, and
Dib destroy those kids, but now I think I am!!!
Silef: Oooh!!!
*Starts dreaming* Pitchforks...knives...electricity...HAHAAAAA!!! Dib's
laser gun!!! Wait...he broke that! Wait, *you* broke it! SILEF!!!
Silef: What?!
Oh, forget it. Let's get back to the story...
By the way, new series coming out by me! Watch out for me new Rocket Power
cast included new series "It's Over".
Zim settled back against the door, and stared ahead. Seconds later, there
was pounding on the door behind him.
"Hey, Zim, I think you broke something. No matter, I can fix it." There was
another shattering noise. "Heh heh...whoops. Forget that! You broke it!"
Zim sighed. Ever since Silef came, things had been...different. All of a
sudden, she comes in, recruiting humans to help them take over Earth,
helping the enemy, and reading his feelings? What was she, some zen-dude
thing?!
"There be tuna in them there mountains!" someone shrieked from the lab. Zim
could hear someone snort, and then crack up, while someone started chasing
them, causing more things down there to break.
Then there was a shriek of, "BEES!!! ZIM, FIX YOUR DAMN GARBAGE DESPOSAL!!!"
Zim laughed under his breath. At least she was getting something she
deserved.
Finally, Zim sighed, and went down to the lab to help clean up the mess,
making Silef and both Gir's go upstairs. Right while Zim was sweeping up
some sharp glass, Silef shrieked, making him jump, and land right in it.
Zim waddled up the stairs, cursing under his breath. Silef was in the living
room, hiding under a pillow. The *Almighty* Tallest were on the reversed
side of the picture frame.
"Silef, it's just the movie-radio thingy!" Zim said.
Silef looked out from underneath the pillow, and saw what it was. She was
furious with herself! She threw the pillow aside, and stood up.
"God dammit, they scared the hell out of me!"
The Tallest looked at each other for a moment.
"Silef, why do you keep SWEARING?!" Zim demanded.
"Because everything is so..." Zim stopped her before she even said it. "So
weird!" She stomped off into the kitchen, dragging Gir on a leash.
"Little Siffy doesn't look to happy, Zim!" Tallest Purple said.
Zim tried to shut him up, but it was too late. All three of them could hear
something breaking in the kitchen.
"*Never* call me that *AGAIN*!!!" Silef shrieked.
A/N: Sorry to interrupt again, but I just HAD to say this! Okay, whenever I
say the "Invader blood marches through my veins like...radioactive rubber
pants! The pants command me! DO NOT IGNORE MY VEINS!" line, I sound like
DIB! Zim's line, Dib's voice. I admit, I sometimes can do a good Dib
impression. My voice actually sounds a bit like his normally. *Hearts appear
in eyes* We have so much in common!
Silef: Lucky you...
Nyeh!!!
Silef: You MADE me to like Dib! In this fic, too! So why are you always
FIGHTING WITH ME?!
Ah, in a fic like this, you're free to him. In a fic we're both in...THERE
CAN BE NO PEACE!!!
Silef: In any fic we're both in, he thinks we're crazy.
Shaddup. IT MARCHES THROUGH MY VEINS LIKE...RADIOACTIVE RUBBER PANTS!!!
Silef: *cough*
Zim marched into the kitchen with a glass of water, ready to throw it.
"Silef, why..."
"Zim?" Silef interrupted, remembering an expression she had heard
someone shout when she was crash-landing. "How can $#!% be holy?"
"Silef! That is it!" Zim spashed Silef with the water, and waited for her to
start burning. Hopefully, this would teach her a lesson. But it backfired.
Nothing happened to Silef. Her purple eyes (I'm sorry if I said they were
red before. When I saw that female Irken on the UPick, I decided I liked her
eyes better) flashed, and she looked at Zim angrily.
"What was that for?!"
"Silef!" Zim started stuttering. "How...how can you not be affected?"
Silef closed one eye halfway, and looked up, thinking. "Maybe it had
something to do with that Elmer guys stuff you stole. Gir2 made me eat some
of it. It was called...goo? Well," Silef dropped the subject. "Now, if I
ever get back to Irk, tell me, do you think I'd have to serve Tallest Red
curly fries? Because, you know I'd probably eat them on the way to the gift
shop." She giggled. "You know how I like useless junk!"
Zim looked at his sister with new eyes. He finally saw how much she had
changed. When it came to missions, she was much more serious and determined
than he could ever be. He had only been on earth about a month before she
came. She couldn't have just changed that fast. What was doing this to her?
What was ruining his sister? The Tallest had chosen her for Operation
Impending Doom 1 because they honestly thought she was a worthy Irken.
During the mission, something had gone wrong with her, and she had been just
as bad as him! But right after, she went back to her old self. What exactly
had made her go so crazy in Operation Impending Doom 1, and what was making
her go crazy now?
After a moment, he realized he could answer the first question. It had been
him.
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"Push those buttons!" Zim shouted at his sister. "Push some buttons!" He
turned his attention to another Irken working in his robot. "You, pull some
levers!"
Silef hesitated to push the buttons in front of her. No...no...this wasn't
right! This wasn't what she was supposed to do. Her lavender eyes glistened
as she started to shudder.
Zim turned back to her, while all the rest of the Irkens assigned to robot 9
were pressing buttons at random.
"I said, PUSH SOME BUTTONS, SIFFY!!!"
Silef's eyes gleamed with anger. Oh, that little Zimmerdoodle really knew
how to tweak her. Ever since the Tallest had blessed her with that *awful*
nickname...
Silef narrowed her eyes, and put her gloved finger over a blue button. "You
want me to push some buttons, Zim?" she muttered. "How about I push all of
them?"
She started going wild, pressing all the buttons until finally a laser hit
one of the buildings. It went up in flames. The fire reflected in Silef's
eyes. This was just what she wanted to see.
"But sir!" an Irken pleaded. "We're still on our home planet!"
Silef ignored Zim's shrieks, and leaned forward onto the control bar so she
could see clearly out of her window. Instead of just pushing buttons at any
given time, she started aiming.
One building went up in flames. Silef didn't move, but a series of maniacal
giggles escaped her throat...just before the Tallest called over the
TV/radio.
"Zim, what are you *DOING*?" Tallest Red demanded.
"You abort that robot right now!" Tallest Purple ordered.
Silef continued pressing buttons, totally oblivious to the fact that her
leaders were ordering her to stop.
"You, the female Irken of Robot 9, turn around, and STOP PRESSING THE
FRIKIN BUTTONS!!!" Both of them shouted at once.
This was just loud enough to make Silef notice. She turned around with her
eyes narrowed.
"Silef?" they said, surprised.
"I thought you were better than that!" Tallest Red muttered. "Invader Silef,
I SAID ABORT! ZIM, STOP THE ROBOT *NOW*!!!"
Zim pressed a button to his right to stop the robot. He really should have
read the manual more carefully. *That* particular button he pressed made the
machine self-destruct.
In the second before it blew, Tallest Purple called over the TV/Radio. "I
want to see both of you after this thing blows! *Both* of you are going to
help put out those fires! You DO realize they were all caused by YOU!"
The TV shut off as the wires short circuited, and Robot 9 blew up.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Zim looked back at Silef who was sitting at the kitchen table, looking ahead
blankly. She held something called "pepsi" in a trembling hand. She raised
it to her mouth, spilling a little, and took a sip. She winced at its awful
taste.
"I'm going to take a walk," she muttered, not even meeting her eyes with
his. Zim just stared after her. Had he infected her with this...madness that
had taken her over? Had it been eating away at her ever since Operation
Impending Doom 1? Curse the Tallest, he thought. He paused. Being a loyal
Irken, he was for some reason scared that they could somehow hear him
insulting them. Finally, he ended his thought; For ever giving her that
nickname.
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Silef walked ahead, still staring blankly. What had *happened* to her? She
was angry, confused, and scared all at once. What was there to be angry at?
What was there to be confused about? Why was she scared?! What had happened
along the way? She wasn't happy with how she was acting. She really wasn't.
She found herself at Dib's house, but refused to believe it was Dib she was
looking for. Instead, she rang the doorbell and hoped that Gaz would answer.
She rubbed her eyes. Oh, how those cursed things itched! Wasn't there ANY
other way to solve this hair problem?
The door opened a few inches, and Silef saw an eye peeking at her. It was
big...really big. It could only belong to Dib. That was also proved by the
shrill scream that followed. The door slammed seconds later, and she could
hear footsteps running away from the doorway.
Instead of getting angry like she usually would, she just turned around, and
leaned her back against the door.
"I saved your life, Dib. I saved your life..."
Thankya people! Thanks to everyone who reviewed! I'm sorry I had to leave
you hanging for over a month! n_n;; I know this series isn't over yet, and
nothing except school can slow it down now, since I'm getting a laptop, but
watch out for my new series: What Havoc Shall we Wreak? Featuring Silef, me,
and a few friends. *coughHannahandMeraizcoughcough* Let's just say the
friend who I bring in the second chapter has an account here
*coughHannahScough* And that's not all! MORE of my friends will be appearing
in the THIRD part...whom I shall not reveal until then!!!
Also, look out for my OTHER new series, It's Over. A Rocket Power/Invader
Zim crossover. :} And you can just guess what happens...heh heh.
ALSO!!! Please check out all the stories I have written, and PLEASE read
any that appeal to you. If I get any more reviews, I'll start working on the
next chapters in them faster. Most of them are partly finished, but I've
been working on this because I get reviews. So please check out my other
stories, and look out for the two new series I've been working on! Thanks
everyone.
I think everyone can see I've become quite attatched to my little Irken
friend. *sigh* That always happens.
~Samantha Ishida
~Irken Invader Silef
~...Who does not deserve any credit.
~Does too.
~Does not.
~Oh yes I do.
~Don't lie!!!
~You know I do!
~SIFFY SIFFY SIFFY!!!
~AAARRGGGHHHH!!!
