Prison for the Insane
Chapter 7: Lazers and Infiltration
A/N: ^^ I felt happy just writing the title of this chapter. I dunno why... maybe it's because I love this story so much... AND I DO! *glomps story* ^_^ Besides, I've been wanting to finish up this story for a long time... It'll happen in 3 or 4 more chapters, including this one.
Onward, fellow soldiers!
***
Only little pinpricks of light penetrated the density of space. It seemed so wide and open when you looked at it from Earth... but when you were really in it, you felt cramped.
"You suck at flying," broke the tranquility.
"Shut up; I'm still getting the hang of this -- I haven't flown in 8 years!"
(A/N: Suri was almost 18 when she came to Earth -- Zim had been here 8 (?) years before her)
Dib looked towards the two Irkens. Zim was peering over Suri's shoulder, watching her fingers fly across the controls. He started to reach around her to push a button.
Suri grabbed his hand, "Damnit, Zim! Stop it!" She yanked him around, wrapping her arm around his neck. His green head was at her mercy. "I am NOT in the mood!"
A sharp hit sent the small ship into a spiral. The contents were flung around, and then desposited on the hard floor.
"What was that?" Zi asked shakily. He sat up, rubbing his head.
"Irken soliders," Suri and Zim answered. They glared at each other, standing up.
"I'll pilot, you shoot," Zim offered hastily, sparing the front window a glance.
"Fine."
They went to their appropriate stations.
"Dib! Zi! You two stay low on the floor and hold on to something," Suri ordered, before climbing into the chair. She typed up something on a small computer, pulling up a screen.
Her finger highlighted numerous options. After a few moments, there was a series of clicking, grinding, and humming noises. She looked satified and flipped the computer over. On the bottom side rested her controls.
Dib watched her in fasination, then remembered what she'd ordered him to do, a little too late. Another crash sent him into another wall.
He groped for a handhold, found one, and then clung for his life.
"Ready," Suri confirmed, voice strong, commanding.
"Good. Remember the weakness." Zim sped the ship up, dodging among the hundreds of other Irken ships.
The humming continued. All around them, opposing ships crumbled, showing that Suri still had skills. Zim couldn't help but be impressed with her ace.
Dib noticed a much larger spaceship out of the corner of his eye, and a thought crossed his mind.
"I see the mothership! Hide somewhere around there!"
Zim and Suri looked at him. Zim shrugged and zoomed in an upward spiral. Suri held on her gunshot until the majority of the ships were in a beeline right after them.
A wicked grin parted her lips.
...She aimed for the ship closest to them.
And as that ship fell to pieces, the debris fell back and hit the one behind it. When that one fell apart, it hit the one behind it; and so on, and so on.
Zim darted downward, dodging behind the large ship. He recognized it from Conventia; yeah, this was the mothership.
"What's your plan, Dib?" he asked.
"Got any space gear?"
Suri jumped down from the controls. She looked at Dib curiously, then back at the mothership... Then, she knew.
"You are NOT going out there by yourself, Dib," she, hopefully, confirmed.
"You guys find a way to bring the ship in; I'll find where the Tallest are."
Dib had that special look in his eye... Suri already knew it would be a fruitless battle on her behalf. "What do you think, Zim?"
"It makes sense." Zim turned around in the chair.
Suri made a face and went to the back of the ship. She rooted around for something and tossed Dib a suit.
"Get dressed."
***
Dib hovered in space briefly, then felt the pull of gravity slam his feet against the ship's side.
He looked up at the ship, eyeing the window were he knew Suri watched. He raised his hand in a wave, then turned back to the task at hand.
He thumped along the surface, staying considerably higher than the windows that ran along the side. He didn't know the anatomy of the ship, so... He was lost.
"Hey, Dib... Can you hear me?" Suri's voice sounded in the thin helmet that had sealed a milimeter away from his skin.
"Yeah... How are you speaking to me...?"
"There's a speaker and microphone in there somewhere, Dib."
"Cool... Now, where do I go?"
"A corner. Find a corner, and dig into the two adjointing parts. You have your lazer, right?"
He held up a small black handle. It was similar to the gun that remained clasped on his upper thigh. That was for defense purposes only...
"Good. Keep in contact, Dib."
"I will."
And the connection cut. He saw the ship zoom off to take care of attacking ships.
[I'm on my own, now...]
His feet shuffled clumsily along the surface. [A corner... Where the hell is a corner?]
About 100 feet away from him, he saw a corner where a wing of the ship connected to the body. He suspected that the wing was just for decoration.
"Found a corner."
"Good," Suri answered, preoccupied, "You know what to do, right?"
"Yeah."
"We'll see you in a little bit."
Dib looked forward.
Slowly, cautiously, he made his way to the adjointing parts. He knelt, as silently as he could, and pressed one end of the lazer to the metal.
It cut right through as soon as he turned it on.
He circled a entrance just big enough for him to fit in, and pushed the metal in. The metal fell with a clank to the floor.
Dib peeked his head in, looking for guards.
Seeing none, he jumped into the ship.
***
A/N: Wheee... Action-y stuff. ^^ I need to finish this soon...
I still love you guys! I love you guys even more than before! *big hug* ^_^ I'll see you all next time!
Chapter 7: Lazers and Infiltration
A/N: ^^ I felt happy just writing the title of this chapter. I dunno why... maybe it's because I love this story so much... AND I DO! *glomps story* ^_^ Besides, I've been wanting to finish up this story for a long time... It'll happen in 3 or 4 more chapters, including this one.
Onward, fellow soldiers!
***
Only little pinpricks of light penetrated the density of space. It seemed so wide and open when you looked at it from Earth... but when you were really in it, you felt cramped.
"You suck at flying," broke the tranquility.
"Shut up; I'm still getting the hang of this -- I haven't flown in 8 years!"
(A/N: Suri was almost 18 when she came to Earth -- Zim had been here 8 (?) years before her)
Dib looked towards the two Irkens. Zim was peering over Suri's shoulder, watching her fingers fly across the controls. He started to reach around her to push a button.
Suri grabbed his hand, "Damnit, Zim! Stop it!" She yanked him around, wrapping her arm around his neck. His green head was at her mercy. "I am NOT in the mood!"
A sharp hit sent the small ship into a spiral. The contents were flung around, and then desposited on the hard floor.
"What was that?" Zi asked shakily. He sat up, rubbing his head.
"Irken soliders," Suri and Zim answered. They glared at each other, standing up.
"I'll pilot, you shoot," Zim offered hastily, sparing the front window a glance.
"Fine."
They went to their appropriate stations.
"Dib! Zi! You two stay low on the floor and hold on to something," Suri ordered, before climbing into the chair. She typed up something on a small computer, pulling up a screen.
Her finger highlighted numerous options. After a few moments, there was a series of clicking, grinding, and humming noises. She looked satified and flipped the computer over. On the bottom side rested her controls.
Dib watched her in fasination, then remembered what she'd ordered him to do, a little too late. Another crash sent him into another wall.
He groped for a handhold, found one, and then clung for his life.
"Ready," Suri confirmed, voice strong, commanding.
"Good. Remember the weakness." Zim sped the ship up, dodging among the hundreds of other Irken ships.
The humming continued. All around them, opposing ships crumbled, showing that Suri still had skills. Zim couldn't help but be impressed with her ace.
Dib noticed a much larger spaceship out of the corner of his eye, and a thought crossed his mind.
"I see the mothership! Hide somewhere around there!"
Zim and Suri looked at him. Zim shrugged and zoomed in an upward spiral. Suri held on her gunshot until the majority of the ships were in a beeline right after them.
A wicked grin parted her lips.
...She aimed for the ship closest to them.
And as that ship fell to pieces, the debris fell back and hit the one behind it. When that one fell apart, it hit the one behind it; and so on, and so on.
Zim darted downward, dodging behind the large ship. He recognized it from Conventia; yeah, this was the mothership.
"What's your plan, Dib?" he asked.
"Got any space gear?"
Suri jumped down from the controls. She looked at Dib curiously, then back at the mothership... Then, she knew.
"You are NOT going out there by yourself, Dib," she, hopefully, confirmed.
"You guys find a way to bring the ship in; I'll find where the Tallest are."
Dib had that special look in his eye... Suri already knew it would be a fruitless battle on her behalf. "What do you think, Zim?"
"It makes sense." Zim turned around in the chair.
Suri made a face and went to the back of the ship. She rooted around for something and tossed Dib a suit.
"Get dressed."
***
Dib hovered in space briefly, then felt the pull of gravity slam his feet against the ship's side.
He looked up at the ship, eyeing the window were he knew Suri watched. He raised his hand in a wave, then turned back to the task at hand.
He thumped along the surface, staying considerably higher than the windows that ran along the side. He didn't know the anatomy of the ship, so... He was lost.
"Hey, Dib... Can you hear me?" Suri's voice sounded in the thin helmet that had sealed a milimeter away from his skin.
"Yeah... How are you speaking to me...?"
"There's a speaker and microphone in there somewhere, Dib."
"Cool... Now, where do I go?"
"A corner. Find a corner, and dig into the two adjointing parts. You have your lazer, right?"
He held up a small black handle. It was similar to the gun that remained clasped on his upper thigh. That was for defense purposes only...
"Good. Keep in contact, Dib."
"I will."
And the connection cut. He saw the ship zoom off to take care of attacking ships.
[I'm on my own, now...]
His feet shuffled clumsily along the surface. [A corner... Where the hell is a corner?]
About 100 feet away from him, he saw a corner where a wing of the ship connected to the body. He suspected that the wing was just for decoration.
"Found a corner."
"Good," Suri answered, preoccupied, "You know what to do, right?"
"Yeah."
"We'll see you in a little bit."
Dib looked forward.
Slowly, cautiously, he made his way to the adjointing parts. He knelt, as silently as he could, and pressed one end of the lazer to the metal.
It cut right through as soon as he turned it on.
He circled a entrance just big enough for him to fit in, and pushed the metal in. The metal fell with a clank to the floor.
Dib peeked his head in, looking for guards.
Seeing none, he jumped into the ship.
***
A/N: Wheee... Action-y stuff. ^^ I need to finish this soon...
I still love you guys! I love you guys even more than before! *big hug* ^_^ I'll see you all next time!
