pureVENOM: Darn! I forgot to use spell check AGAIN!! Aw man, I hope I didn't make many mistakes!! Argh!!
Well, read and review, huh peoples??
Hm! I jes had to say this. ^__^ In the beginning of JtHM, Nny kinda says my name when he's talking bout Squee's bear!! **sigh** Too bad he used it in such a negative way. I don't want Nny to not like the words, "pure venom"!! Wahhh!!!
Anyway, I sorta wrote this long conversation between Lil (Lilith's nickname, if you haven't realized) and Nny.
Hm. I better tell ya, there's a large JtHM spoiler in their talk. If you don't want to see it, just stop reading, after Lil sees Nny. ...Although... I like their conversation. **shrug** Oh well!
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Chapter Seven: Not Much Doom
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*** Zim's Earth base
Zim watched as GIR continued to suck at his thick Chocolate Bubblegum Ice Sucky in vain. "GIR... Could you please STOP that infernal sucking, or do it somewhere else...? That Wing-beast... Giving him that HORRIBLE Earthen drink."
"Aw, Master! You've never even tried it before!!" the SIR responded in his usual high-pitched voice. "It's GOOD! Even the nice, new, neighbor-man likes Ice Suckies!!"
Zim stopped at the mention of this 'nice, new, neighbor-man'. "What? Since when have we had a new NEIGHBOR??"
"Well, he lives all the way up the street, in a scary house! He has a scary doll that talks! Ooh! And his name is Nny!!"
Zim just gave GIR a look. "Alright... I'm going to check up on this... 'nice, new, neighbor-man'... Our other recent neighbor has proven time and time again to be quite a nuisance. I hope this one isn't the same..." The Irken went to fetch his disguise.
*** Faust and Fausta's Earthen base
It was after Hi Skool, Tuesday, and Faust was watching the fish tank again, slurping down a Classic Poop, noisily.
"Fausta. Why is there a brand new house right in front of our base?" he asked suddenly.
The Onyx Wing looked aside to her big cousin. "Oh. I didn't explain the yesterday's after skool events to you?"
"No." Another sip.
"Ah. I wonder why..."
"Well, are you gonna tell me, or what?" He followed a blue-ringed octopus with his eyes. Highly venomous creatures. And such lovely blue rings. Earth's creatures were the most extraordinary of all the planets he'd ever been to. But he'd never admit it.
"Yeah, sure, why not?" Fausta replied nonchalantly. "I was doing great in my world domination plan. I was UNSTOPPABLE!!"
"Uh huh. And then somebody stopped you," Faust continued indifferently.
The Onyx Wing scowled. "Yes, well... That's not the point! A Wing MERCENARCY stopped me!! She's at second rank! A STEEL WING! The mechanism I was using probably sent out too many magnetic waves or SOMETHING, and SHE crash landed in my machine, and... exploded it!!"
Faust gave his cousin a look. "Did you say... a Wing MERCENARY??"
"Yeah, I did," she replied heatedly. Today was NOT the best skool day she had ever had.
Bitters had gotten angry at her, Dib, and Zim's arguing about their near-fatal adventure yesterday. "And she's gonna try to kill me again sometime soon."
Faust's eyes widened. "Hm..."
"You don't care."
"It's not THAT, cousin." He punched her in the arm playfully, which meant he used all his strength.
Fausta grimaced and rubbed her agonized biceps. The broken bone beneath was already beginning to mend. "Lemme guess. More Credits for me, if I can deal with Steel Mercenary Lilith."
"Yup. And meanwhile, I'm going to get to the bottom this this little... 'Mercenary' problem." Faust took a long swig, crumpled the aluminum can, and tossed it to the carpetted ground, where a robotic arm disposed of it. The Platinum Wing popped open a new can.
Fausta sighed. "Really? You'd do that for me??"
"Sure. What're overseers for??" A sarcastic tone.
"Hmph." She'd have to do all the research herself. "You're a terrible cousin, Faust."
"The feeling's mutual."
"Whatever..." Fausta hopped off the couch, flaring her dark wings to land more lightly. She hopped onto the fountain elevator and took it to the level to her chambers.
Reaching her room, she flung herself to her electronics.
"Computer, complete the rest of my English2, Latin2, U.S. History, Geometry, and Biology assignments."
"Processing," a mechanical voice replied immediately, a robot arm taking her back pack and binder.
"Computer, do a search on this... Lilith, Mercenary of the Steel Wings." Fausta narrowed her eyes angrily at the name.
"Processing... Processing complete," it added a quick moment later.
A picture of Lilith appeared upon the screen before the Onyx Wing. She scanned the information on the woman quickly. "Currently age twenty three... Defeated Irken soldiers... Rat people... Executed many Lead Wings... blah, blah... But why is she HERE...? Computer, why is the Steel Wing here on Earth?"
"Processing."
A new screen popped up, reading "PERMISSION OF A PLATINUM WING IS NECESSARY TO VIEW THIS INFORMATION", with the Wing Invader insignia shining in the bachground.
Fausta sighed. Her cousin would never do such a nice thing for her. Well, she could always ASK Lilith herself. She MIGHT answer...
"Incoming transmission from the Intergalactic Irken Trade Ship," the computer warned.
"Hm? Responding." Fausta looked to the left computer.
A different Irken trader was on screen. She blinked red eyes, an flicked her antennae in sheer annoyance. "The trade ship headed to Earth with your supplies has been reported as destroyed. We received the news a half an hour ago, but it seems the ship was attacked and destroyed yesterday by an unknown Wing Mercenary ship at approximately 4:30 in your Earthen time. Would you like to repurchase?"
Fausta's eye twitched. "Wing Mercenary..." She looked back to the Irken. "No, no. I would not like to repurc... Actually, send me one or your finest SIR units."
"Huh. You have a rapid-fire particle-fusion blaster-cannon? We need more of those." The Irken trader glanced to the side and typed something.
"Yeah. Plenty of those. One for a SIR?"
"It's a deal."
"Alright."
"It should arrive in about two Earth days."
"Fine with me," Fausta replied, shrugging.
*** The Dib-house
"Gaz!! I STILL CAN'T believe you ACTUALLY drank it!!" Dib complained again.
"Dib, that was YESTERDAY. Can't you just FORGET about that??" Gaz growled in a low voice.
"Ah, I just feel like reflecting today. So, ...no!" he replied. "And it SMELLED TERRIBLE!"
Gaz 'hmph'ed. "It was good. Just the way you'd expected Pizza Toffee to taste like." She tried to hide her grin as her brother made little sicky noises.
A little explosion sound came from her GameSlaveMasterIV as she defeated UltraPiggulon the Third.
Dib shuddered at the little sound effects. They brought back too many bad memories... He wouldn't never think of Cherry-bombs the same way again.
*** Nny's place
Zim used his innate Irken climbing abilities to climb over the new one's house gates.
As he landed gracefully upon the deathly ground, a small quaking happened, and the leaf-bare trees seemed to move ever so slightly.
As much as the Irken hated to think it, he was nervous. "GIR?"
"Yes, Master??" The little robot was right behind him.
"Ne..nevermind..." Zim started forward, slowly.
"Aw! Are you scared, Master!?" the SIR chirped.
"NO! I'd nver be afraid of some FILTHY Earthenoid's PATHETIC hut!!" he spat contemptibly.
"Hehe! But it looks like a haunted house from TVvVVVVv!!!" he retorted happily.
Zim looked at his SIR. "Tell me more of these... 'haunted houses', GIR."
*** somewhere on the street
Lilith headed down the street, resting her hands upon the leathery hilts of her daggers. She had cought sight of the target hurrying somewhere around here.
A very conspicious, luminous green house received her attention.
Glancing the building over, she decided against this house. There were Irken wirings at the sides. It must be that 'Zim's'.
"EEP!" A tiny voice. Filled with fear.
Lilith spun round, and narrowed her eyes. Their inhuman-ness was masked over with a dark pair of shades, that looked very strange with her uniform, but she didn't care.
No one was in sight. The prey was hiding. She pulled out a duo of Cherry-bombs.
"Wait! Wait!! Don't throw those!! I'll come out!" Dib stepped out from behind a mailbox, hands in the air, like in the movies.
"Why are your hands in the air? Are you about to use some strange Human technology to attack me?" the Steel Wing questioned.
Dib was confused. "Huh? No. It's a Human expression of surrender."
Lilith nodded. "Oh." She brandished a dagger. "You're the Human who was accompanying the Wing Invader," she stated coolly. "Tell me, Human. Where does the Wing reside?"
Dib mentally weighed some consequences. A mad Fausta, or a mad Lilith. Let's go with mad Fausta. "Right over here!" He led the mercenary to the dark, marine house.
*** Fausta and Faust's Earthen base
"Computer. Tell Fausta, her Wingen friend is coming down the street," Faust said boredly from the couch.
"Processing."
"Computer, why do you say 'processing' to everything we tell you to do??" Faust questioned, a bit irritated.
"Huh? Well, what to you WANT me to say, hm!?" the machine growled.
Faust shook his head. "I dunno. But you didn't have to snap."
"Yes, um.. My apologies, Master. I will alert the mistress."
*** Nny's place
Zim shivered uncontrollably. Such nonsense... He was an Irken soldier! He couldn't let the morbid fantasies of demented TV-slave Humans get to him!
GIR smiled. "I think you're scaaared, Master!" he said happily.
"Argh! Think what you will, GIR!" Zim replied angrily.
"Yaaay!! Master's scared! Master's scared!!"
"I am NOT!"
*** Fausta and Faust's Earthen base
"Oh great..." Fausta paced back and forth in her room. "That lousy Wing... Wait! Our base is like a huge maze!! Yes! It's a huge maze of elevators, glass, metal, hidden passages, secret rooms, and water!! She'll never find me!" This relieved the Onyx Wing a bit.
"Computer, shut off all the lighting in the B levels," she commanded.
"Affirmative."
" 'Affirmative', ...computer..??" Fausta questioned, concerned. She hoped there wasn't ANOTHER bug in it.
"Master Faust dislikes the word 'processing'," the machine explained in a whiney tone.
"Yeah, well, Faust dislikes a lot of things! You can say 'processing' around me though, alright? 'Affirmative'... Ick, whadda weird word!"
*** Nny's place
"You ARE scared, master!!"
"Are NOT!"
"Are too!!"
"Not!!"
"TOO!!"
"That's IT, GIR! I've had enough of this filth-hut!! Let us get out of here!" Zim rode GIR back over the fencing, and back to their house.
Unknown to the both of them Nny had been watching the strange two the whole time.
"I wonder what that loud kid wanted..."
*** Outside the Earthen base of Faust and Fausta
"Yyello??" Faust greeted unenthusiastically, opening the door.
The Steel Wing Lilith had sent away Dib, and saluted curtly to Platinum Wing Faust. "Hello, Sir. Where is your student? I've a little mission to kill her."
"She's kind of hiding deep underground, probably behind a lot of heavy weaponry and stuff too," Faust answered dully. "Maybe you should target her at skool."
"Oh. Forgive me, Sir." Lilith saluted again. "Skool, hm?"
"Yeah. Center City Hi Skool to be exact... Although I'd rather you not kill her," he continued.
"Ah. Thank you, for the tip. And why do you not want me to destroy her?" she decided to question before she left.
"Well, she's kinda my little cousin as well as my student, you know."
"Oh..." Lilith walked off.
A small Human child walking with his mom suddenly saw Lilith heading down the sidewalk.
"Mommy! Mommy!!" he cried. "There's a wacky-looking lady with sunglasses and WINGS walking near us!"
"Hush, dear! She may be some kind of freak lady! You don't know what those wings can do!" the mother replied quickly.
Lilith narrowed her eyes behind her shades. It was rather pointless to wear the shades with out a proper disguise for her wings, but she'd been hoping the stupid Human inhabitants didn't notice the steel, claw-like wings flattened against her back. She couldn't just retract them like Invaders could.
Stupid Humans.
She tossed a single Cherry-bomb at the two Humans, causing them and the ground around them to explode.
And as for the target, Lilith would strike tomorrow, Wednesday, at skool. How hard could it be to finish her in a densely children-packed building?
"Hey...!! I saw you make those two people... um... make them... go 'boom', you know!"
The mercenary turned her head slightly, to look at the Human owner of the annoying, nasally voice. Some stupid, short man. "Yes, so?"
"You can get in trouble with the authorit... author...no...um,... the police, ya know..??" he added.
Lilith sighed and began to walk a little faster, reaching for a dagger.
"Hey...!! You can't run!! You did a bad thing, you winged weirdo! I'm--"
The annoying voice was suddenly, blessedly cut off, and ended with a soft gurgle.
The Wing mercenary spun to see what had happened.
The tip of a cheap, old knife pierced through the annoying Human's throat, letting his lifeblood blood flow.
A different man, quietly slipped out from under the lid to a manhole.
Lilith was puzzled. "Do you live in the Humans' sewage system?"
Nny brushed himself off and looked about the surroundings. "No."
"Hm. Well, I thank you, Human, for disposing of that disturbing filth," Lilith said, not sounding very grateful.
Nny nodded. "It was my pleasure. I despise those scum, that focusing upon and speak ill of those they find even remotely different. And, you did all right yourself, with that woman and her kid. Too bad you had to use explosives though."
The Wing shrugged. "I could've used THESE." She showed him a dagger. "Speaking of blades, you can have this one. It's much better than that of your Earthen bladed weapons." Lilith tossed it to the thin Human, who caught it with seemingly Wing-like reflexes. "Impressive."
"The dagger, or my catch?"
"Both."
Nny was silent. He examined the strange weapon. "...These aren't Earth metals?" he asked.
"No. Irken. Our biggest trade partners."
"... Hm. The last time I had a conversation this long, I was talking to myself," the thin Human commented suddenly. It was a refreshing change. She was a quiet, calm, and understandable person.
"Ah. That's nice. I don't even HAVE conversations with myself." She sighed and wiped some blood from her face, that had gotten on her from the bomb explosion.
What was up with this guy? Or was he just nicer than the usual Human?
"Oh. Perhaps you should try it sometime. Although, I suppose self conversations aren't generally soothing, they can show you new sides of yourself you'd otherwise never know. ...Not that it's always a good thing." Nny shrugged.
"Yes. Some things are better left unknown."
"Like my name?"
"Hm? Oh, no, not at all. What IS your name, Human?" she asked in her usual indifferent tone.
"Johnny. Just call me Nny, though."
"All right. I suppose it would be inappropriate of me not to give my title as well." She touched the largest pendant on her necklace. STL. "I am Lilith, Mercenary of the Steel Wings."
"Lovely name. Nice outfit, by the way," he commented.
"Thank you. Those are interesting boots, you have," the mercenary complimented in return.
She'd never had such a long, nor pleasant talk with someone before. It was refreshing. She almost began smiling with a happiness that didn't come from the pain or misfortune of another. She was becoming uneasy. Time to talk about something she was more used to.
"You know, if you're planning on keeping your old blade as well, you should clean it off. Nothing rusts weapons like mortal blood."
Nny shook his head. "Thanks, but, no. I don't want it."
Lilith stared at the dead body upon the street, lying in a pool of his own blood. "...How lucky he is, to be dead... Free of this disgusting world and his sad exsistence."
Johnny shook his head again. "Trust me. Death isn't what it's all cracked up to be. Everything is still the same. The people worrying about the stupidest, most trivial things in life, there are jerks, and hypocrites. They have uninmaginable power at their fingertips, and they do nothing but sit around for all eternity... Still, they're some really good bagels and nice coats down there."
The Steel Wing raised a golden brow. She wasn't sure if she should believe the guy. But he really had no motivation to lie, right? "You've died before...?"
"Yeah. Wasn't as pleasurable as you might think." Nny shrugged his thin shoulders.
"An afterlife... I had no idea..." Lilith thought aloud. "Are there any Wings there?"
" 'Wings'? As in your race? Well, I didn't see anyone with any Wings, but that doesn't mean they're not there." The man took on a thinking look. "But I saw lots of flying bunnies..."
Lilith was beginning to think hat this Nny was crazy. Nice, but crazy.
Of course, the only person she'd be able to nicely communicate with was someone who was insane. She darkened, and her metallic wings slackened.
"What's wrong?" He noticed her sudden large amount of unhappiness. "Do those flying bunnies get to you too?"
"No, Human. Just reflecting." She looked at the dark man's eyes. "Do you know what it's like to be CREATED to life, in some cold, dark lab just for one purpose-- to SERVE others? There is no family. No real friends. Only 'Sir', 'Ma'am', 'Master', and 'Mistress'. For the first thirteen years of your life, you're heavily trained in the offensive arts. Always pain and exhaustion. And then, shipped off of your homeplanet, to go off and kill people to make yourself a name and a living."
"...No. I can't say I do..." Nny replied honestly. "So is that why you're here? That kind of living must really be eating into your social life, huh?"
Lilith turned around, to wander off into the nearby streets and continue to find a good spot for her base. Her little life-story made her feel uncomfortable around him. "Yeah.... I'll be leaving now."
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pureVENOM: Well, time for some Center City Hi Skool madness, huh?? Aw, won't Dib, Zim, and Fausta be SOOO happy to see Lil again??
How ya like this chapter?? Review me, please!!
Hm... I don't see the spell checker anywhere... Crap... Do any of you have Notepad, or whatever?? I dunno where the spell checker is!!
The Lesson for This Chapter: Pizza Toffee Ice Suckies taste exactly the way they sound. That may be a good or a bad thing, depending on your tastes.
Well, read and review, huh peoples??
Hm! I jes had to say this. ^__^ In the beginning of JtHM, Nny kinda says my name when he's talking bout Squee's bear!! **sigh** Too bad he used it in such a negative way. I don't want Nny to not like the words, "pure venom"!! Wahhh!!!
Anyway, I sorta wrote this long conversation between Lil (Lilith's nickname, if you haven't realized) and Nny.
Hm. I better tell ya, there's a large JtHM spoiler in their talk. If you don't want to see it, just stop reading, after Lil sees Nny. ...Although... I like their conversation. **shrug** Oh well!
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Chapter Seven: Not Much Doom
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*** Zim's Earth base
Zim watched as GIR continued to suck at his thick Chocolate Bubblegum Ice Sucky in vain. "GIR... Could you please STOP that infernal sucking, or do it somewhere else...? That Wing-beast... Giving him that HORRIBLE Earthen drink."
"Aw, Master! You've never even tried it before!!" the SIR responded in his usual high-pitched voice. "It's GOOD! Even the nice, new, neighbor-man likes Ice Suckies!!"
Zim stopped at the mention of this 'nice, new, neighbor-man'. "What? Since when have we had a new NEIGHBOR??"
"Well, he lives all the way up the street, in a scary house! He has a scary doll that talks! Ooh! And his name is Nny!!"
Zim just gave GIR a look. "Alright... I'm going to check up on this... 'nice, new, neighbor-man'... Our other recent neighbor has proven time and time again to be quite a nuisance. I hope this one isn't the same..." The Irken went to fetch his disguise.
*** Faust and Fausta's Earthen base
It was after Hi Skool, Tuesday, and Faust was watching the fish tank again, slurping down a Classic Poop, noisily.
"Fausta. Why is there a brand new house right in front of our base?" he asked suddenly.
The Onyx Wing looked aside to her big cousin. "Oh. I didn't explain the yesterday's after skool events to you?"
"No." Another sip.
"Ah. I wonder why..."
"Well, are you gonna tell me, or what?" He followed a blue-ringed octopus with his eyes. Highly venomous creatures. And such lovely blue rings. Earth's creatures were the most extraordinary of all the planets he'd ever been to. But he'd never admit it.
"Yeah, sure, why not?" Fausta replied nonchalantly. "I was doing great in my world domination plan. I was UNSTOPPABLE!!"
"Uh huh. And then somebody stopped you," Faust continued indifferently.
The Onyx Wing scowled. "Yes, well... That's not the point! A Wing MERCENARCY stopped me!! She's at second rank! A STEEL WING! The mechanism I was using probably sent out too many magnetic waves or SOMETHING, and SHE crash landed in my machine, and... exploded it!!"
Faust gave his cousin a look. "Did you say... a Wing MERCENARY??"
"Yeah, I did," she replied heatedly. Today was NOT the best skool day she had ever had.
Bitters had gotten angry at her, Dib, and Zim's arguing about their near-fatal adventure yesterday. "And she's gonna try to kill me again sometime soon."
Faust's eyes widened. "Hm..."
"You don't care."
"It's not THAT, cousin." He punched her in the arm playfully, which meant he used all his strength.
Fausta grimaced and rubbed her agonized biceps. The broken bone beneath was already beginning to mend. "Lemme guess. More Credits for me, if I can deal with Steel Mercenary Lilith."
"Yup. And meanwhile, I'm going to get to the bottom this this little... 'Mercenary' problem." Faust took a long swig, crumpled the aluminum can, and tossed it to the carpetted ground, where a robotic arm disposed of it. The Platinum Wing popped open a new can.
Fausta sighed. "Really? You'd do that for me??"
"Sure. What're overseers for??" A sarcastic tone.
"Hmph." She'd have to do all the research herself. "You're a terrible cousin, Faust."
"The feeling's mutual."
"Whatever..." Fausta hopped off the couch, flaring her dark wings to land more lightly. She hopped onto the fountain elevator and took it to the level to her chambers.
Reaching her room, she flung herself to her electronics.
"Computer, complete the rest of my English2, Latin2, U.S. History, Geometry, and Biology assignments."
"Processing," a mechanical voice replied immediately, a robot arm taking her back pack and binder.
"Computer, do a search on this... Lilith, Mercenary of the Steel Wings." Fausta narrowed her eyes angrily at the name.
"Processing... Processing complete," it added a quick moment later.
A picture of Lilith appeared upon the screen before the Onyx Wing. She scanned the information on the woman quickly. "Currently age twenty three... Defeated Irken soldiers... Rat people... Executed many Lead Wings... blah, blah... But why is she HERE...? Computer, why is the Steel Wing here on Earth?"
"Processing."
A new screen popped up, reading "PERMISSION OF A PLATINUM WING IS NECESSARY TO VIEW THIS INFORMATION", with the Wing Invader insignia shining in the bachground.
Fausta sighed. Her cousin would never do such a nice thing for her. Well, she could always ASK Lilith herself. She MIGHT answer...
"Incoming transmission from the Intergalactic Irken Trade Ship," the computer warned.
"Hm? Responding." Fausta looked to the left computer.
A different Irken trader was on screen. She blinked red eyes, an flicked her antennae in sheer annoyance. "The trade ship headed to Earth with your supplies has been reported as destroyed. We received the news a half an hour ago, but it seems the ship was attacked and destroyed yesterday by an unknown Wing Mercenary ship at approximately 4:30 in your Earthen time. Would you like to repurchase?"
Fausta's eye twitched. "Wing Mercenary..." She looked back to the Irken. "No, no. I would not like to repurc... Actually, send me one or your finest SIR units."
"Huh. You have a rapid-fire particle-fusion blaster-cannon? We need more of those." The Irken trader glanced to the side and typed something.
"Yeah. Plenty of those. One for a SIR?"
"It's a deal."
"Alright."
"It should arrive in about two Earth days."
"Fine with me," Fausta replied, shrugging.
*** The Dib-house
"Gaz!! I STILL CAN'T believe you ACTUALLY drank it!!" Dib complained again.
"Dib, that was YESTERDAY. Can't you just FORGET about that??" Gaz growled in a low voice.
"Ah, I just feel like reflecting today. So, ...no!" he replied. "And it SMELLED TERRIBLE!"
Gaz 'hmph'ed. "It was good. Just the way you'd expected Pizza Toffee to taste like." She tried to hide her grin as her brother made little sicky noises.
A little explosion sound came from her GameSlaveMasterIV as she defeated UltraPiggulon the Third.
Dib shuddered at the little sound effects. They brought back too many bad memories... He wouldn't never think of Cherry-bombs the same way again.
*** Nny's place
Zim used his innate Irken climbing abilities to climb over the new one's house gates.
As he landed gracefully upon the deathly ground, a small quaking happened, and the leaf-bare trees seemed to move ever so slightly.
As much as the Irken hated to think it, he was nervous. "GIR?"
"Yes, Master??" The little robot was right behind him.
"Ne..nevermind..." Zim started forward, slowly.
"Aw! Are you scared, Master!?" the SIR chirped.
"NO! I'd nver be afraid of some FILTHY Earthenoid's PATHETIC hut!!" he spat contemptibly.
"Hehe! But it looks like a haunted house from TVvVVVVv!!!" he retorted happily.
Zim looked at his SIR. "Tell me more of these... 'haunted houses', GIR."
*** somewhere on the street
Lilith headed down the street, resting her hands upon the leathery hilts of her daggers. She had cought sight of the target hurrying somewhere around here.
A very conspicious, luminous green house received her attention.
Glancing the building over, she decided against this house. There were Irken wirings at the sides. It must be that 'Zim's'.
"EEP!" A tiny voice. Filled with fear.
Lilith spun round, and narrowed her eyes. Their inhuman-ness was masked over with a dark pair of shades, that looked very strange with her uniform, but she didn't care.
No one was in sight. The prey was hiding. She pulled out a duo of Cherry-bombs.
"Wait! Wait!! Don't throw those!! I'll come out!" Dib stepped out from behind a mailbox, hands in the air, like in the movies.
"Why are your hands in the air? Are you about to use some strange Human technology to attack me?" the Steel Wing questioned.
Dib was confused. "Huh? No. It's a Human expression of surrender."
Lilith nodded. "Oh." She brandished a dagger. "You're the Human who was accompanying the Wing Invader," she stated coolly. "Tell me, Human. Where does the Wing reside?"
Dib mentally weighed some consequences. A mad Fausta, or a mad Lilith. Let's go with mad Fausta. "Right over here!" He led the mercenary to the dark, marine house.
*** Fausta and Faust's Earthen base
"Computer. Tell Fausta, her Wingen friend is coming down the street," Faust said boredly from the couch.
"Processing."
"Computer, why do you say 'processing' to everything we tell you to do??" Faust questioned, a bit irritated.
"Huh? Well, what to you WANT me to say, hm!?" the machine growled.
Faust shook his head. "I dunno. But you didn't have to snap."
"Yes, um.. My apologies, Master. I will alert the mistress."
*** Nny's place
Zim shivered uncontrollably. Such nonsense... He was an Irken soldier! He couldn't let the morbid fantasies of demented TV-slave Humans get to him!
GIR smiled. "I think you're scaaared, Master!" he said happily.
"Argh! Think what you will, GIR!" Zim replied angrily.
"Yaaay!! Master's scared! Master's scared!!"
"I am NOT!"
*** Fausta and Faust's Earthen base
"Oh great..." Fausta paced back and forth in her room. "That lousy Wing... Wait! Our base is like a huge maze!! Yes! It's a huge maze of elevators, glass, metal, hidden passages, secret rooms, and water!! She'll never find me!" This relieved the Onyx Wing a bit.
"Computer, shut off all the lighting in the B levels," she commanded.
"Affirmative."
" 'Affirmative', ...computer..??" Fausta questioned, concerned. She hoped there wasn't ANOTHER bug in it.
"Master Faust dislikes the word 'processing'," the machine explained in a whiney tone.
"Yeah, well, Faust dislikes a lot of things! You can say 'processing' around me though, alright? 'Affirmative'... Ick, whadda weird word!"
*** Nny's place
"You ARE scared, master!!"
"Are NOT!"
"Are too!!"
"Not!!"
"TOO!!"
"That's IT, GIR! I've had enough of this filth-hut!! Let us get out of here!" Zim rode GIR back over the fencing, and back to their house.
Unknown to the both of them Nny had been watching the strange two the whole time.
"I wonder what that loud kid wanted..."
*** Outside the Earthen base of Faust and Fausta
"Yyello??" Faust greeted unenthusiastically, opening the door.
The Steel Wing Lilith had sent away Dib, and saluted curtly to Platinum Wing Faust. "Hello, Sir. Where is your student? I've a little mission to kill her."
"She's kind of hiding deep underground, probably behind a lot of heavy weaponry and stuff too," Faust answered dully. "Maybe you should target her at skool."
"Oh. Forgive me, Sir." Lilith saluted again. "Skool, hm?"
"Yeah. Center City Hi Skool to be exact... Although I'd rather you not kill her," he continued.
"Ah. Thank you, for the tip. And why do you not want me to destroy her?" she decided to question before she left.
"Well, she's kinda my little cousin as well as my student, you know."
"Oh..." Lilith walked off.
A small Human child walking with his mom suddenly saw Lilith heading down the sidewalk.
"Mommy! Mommy!!" he cried. "There's a wacky-looking lady with sunglasses and WINGS walking near us!"
"Hush, dear! She may be some kind of freak lady! You don't know what those wings can do!" the mother replied quickly.
Lilith narrowed her eyes behind her shades. It was rather pointless to wear the shades with out a proper disguise for her wings, but she'd been hoping the stupid Human inhabitants didn't notice the steel, claw-like wings flattened against her back. She couldn't just retract them like Invaders could.
Stupid Humans.
She tossed a single Cherry-bomb at the two Humans, causing them and the ground around them to explode.
And as for the target, Lilith would strike tomorrow, Wednesday, at skool. How hard could it be to finish her in a densely children-packed building?
"Hey...!! I saw you make those two people... um... make them... go 'boom', you know!"
The mercenary turned her head slightly, to look at the Human owner of the annoying, nasally voice. Some stupid, short man. "Yes, so?"
"You can get in trouble with the authorit... author...no...um,... the police, ya know..??" he added.
Lilith sighed and began to walk a little faster, reaching for a dagger.
"Hey...!! You can't run!! You did a bad thing, you winged weirdo! I'm--"
The annoying voice was suddenly, blessedly cut off, and ended with a soft gurgle.
The Wing mercenary spun to see what had happened.
The tip of a cheap, old knife pierced through the annoying Human's throat, letting his lifeblood blood flow.
A different man, quietly slipped out from under the lid to a manhole.
Lilith was puzzled. "Do you live in the Humans' sewage system?"
Nny brushed himself off and looked about the surroundings. "No."
"Hm. Well, I thank you, Human, for disposing of that disturbing filth," Lilith said, not sounding very grateful.
Nny nodded. "It was my pleasure. I despise those scum, that focusing upon and speak ill of those they find even remotely different. And, you did all right yourself, with that woman and her kid. Too bad you had to use explosives though."
The Wing shrugged. "I could've used THESE." She showed him a dagger. "Speaking of blades, you can have this one. It's much better than that of your Earthen bladed weapons." Lilith tossed it to the thin Human, who caught it with seemingly Wing-like reflexes. "Impressive."
"The dagger, or my catch?"
"Both."
Nny was silent. He examined the strange weapon. "...These aren't Earth metals?" he asked.
"No. Irken. Our biggest trade partners."
"... Hm. The last time I had a conversation this long, I was talking to myself," the thin Human commented suddenly. It was a refreshing change. She was a quiet, calm, and understandable person.
"Ah. That's nice. I don't even HAVE conversations with myself." She sighed and wiped some blood from her face, that had gotten on her from the bomb explosion.
What was up with this guy? Or was he just nicer than the usual Human?
"Oh. Perhaps you should try it sometime. Although, I suppose self conversations aren't generally soothing, they can show you new sides of yourself you'd otherwise never know. ...Not that it's always a good thing." Nny shrugged.
"Yes. Some things are better left unknown."
"Like my name?"
"Hm? Oh, no, not at all. What IS your name, Human?" she asked in her usual indifferent tone.
"Johnny. Just call me Nny, though."
"All right. I suppose it would be inappropriate of me not to give my title as well." She touched the largest pendant on her necklace. STL. "I am Lilith, Mercenary of the Steel Wings."
"Lovely name. Nice outfit, by the way," he commented.
"Thank you. Those are interesting boots, you have," the mercenary complimented in return.
She'd never had such a long, nor pleasant talk with someone before. It was refreshing. She almost began smiling with a happiness that didn't come from the pain or misfortune of another. She was becoming uneasy. Time to talk about something she was more used to.
"You know, if you're planning on keeping your old blade as well, you should clean it off. Nothing rusts weapons like mortal blood."
Nny shook his head. "Thanks, but, no. I don't want it."
Lilith stared at the dead body upon the street, lying in a pool of his own blood. "...How lucky he is, to be dead... Free of this disgusting world and his sad exsistence."
Johnny shook his head again. "Trust me. Death isn't what it's all cracked up to be. Everything is still the same. The people worrying about the stupidest, most trivial things in life, there are jerks, and hypocrites. They have uninmaginable power at their fingertips, and they do nothing but sit around for all eternity... Still, they're some really good bagels and nice coats down there."
The Steel Wing raised a golden brow. She wasn't sure if she should believe the guy. But he really had no motivation to lie, right? "You've died before...?"
"Yeah. Wasn't as pleasurable as you might think." Nny shrugged his thin shoulders.
"An afterlife... I had no idea..." Lilith thought aloud. "Are there any Wings there?"
" 'Wings'? As in your race? Well, I didn't see anyone with any Wings, but that doesn't mean they're not there." The man took on a thinking look. "But I saw lots of flying bunnies..."
Lilith was beginning to think hat this Nny was crazy. Nice, but crazy.
Of course, the only person she'd be able to nicely communicate with was someone who was insane. She darkened, and her metallic wings slackened.
"What's wrong?" He noticed her sudden large amount of unhappiness. "Do those flying bunnies get to you too?"
"No, Human. Just reflecting." She looked at the dark man's eyes. "Do you know what it's like to be CREATED to life, in some cold, dark lab just for one purpose-- to SERVE others? There is no family. No real friends. Only 'Sir', 'Ma'am', 'Master', and 'Mistress'. For the first thirteen years of your life, you're heavily trained in the offensive arts. Always pain and exhaustion. And then, shipped off of your homeplanet, to go off and kill people to make yourself a name and a living."
"...No. I can't say I do..." Nny replied honestly. "So is that why you're here? That kind of living must really be eating into your social life, huh?"
Lilith turned around, to wander off into the nearby streets and continue to find a good spot for her base. Her little life-story made her feel uncomfortable around him. "Yeah.... I'll be leaving now."
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pureVENOM: Well, time for some Center City Hi Skool madness, huh?? Aw, won't Dib, Zim, and Fausta be SOOO happy to see Lil again??
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Hm... I don't see the spell checker anywhere... Crap... Do any of you have Notepad, or whatever?? I dunno where the spell checker is!!
The Lesson for This Chapter: Pizza Toffee Ice Suckies taste exactly the way they sound. That may be a good or a bad thing, depending on your tastes.