The Revolution Begins
A new day, just like any other. The alarms blare, signaling the Irken soldiers to their allocated positions. Except today was different. Today the halls are filled with silent snickers and outbursts of laughter rather than the melodramatic humming of machinery and the steady marching of the As Baka continues down the halls, her steady, authoritative march slows to a slow, inferior trudge as the snickers slowly grow louder with each step.
The young invader cautiously rounds the next corner into total darkness, her small robot falling in beside her. Sadly and with a touch of inferiority, Baka speaks to the droid in a known only by herself, her droid, Electro, and his brother, Sobek. Ruki, do you think you could locate either Electro or Sobek for me? I wanna-- Baka cuts herself off immediately at the sight of a rather small soldier. Standing about 3 feet tall, this certain individual has somewhat of a record for destroying things.
Baka began as she rose to her feet, standing six inches above Zim. Zim found amusement in tormenting the elite soldier, yet never has he stooped so low as to causing such an uproar. I don't know what you want here, Zim, nor do I care. And would you please quit calling me that! That's not my name you know, Baka glared down at Zim, as do many of the others. Isn't it obvious? Zim replied, disrespect filling his voice. I want you outta my way, Idiot. This time, Zim went to far. Flatly telling a superior you want them out of your way is an absolute Coupled on top of personal attacks to a superior's image and mocking his name is a major death wish.
You know, Zim. I could have you arrested and killed for what you've said. Baka was now practically burning her anger into Zim's soul now. If looks could kill, Baka would have killed Zim the second she started the stare down. Look, baka, I couldn't care what you tell the Tallest or anyone else for that matter. They won't care either. Zim sneered at the glaring Baka, who had only become more enraged by his audacity to use her name as an alternate word for
Look, Zim, if you MUST say my name, say it with a little respect. The two Irkens were now staring deep into each other's eyes, burning their emotions on each other's hearts. If you ever-- Baka, struck by a bad timed code of honor, cuts herself short, leaving an opening for Zim to slash at her emotions and reputation even further. You'll what, sick Ruki on me? Zim smirks and continues his retort, Frankly, Baka, I'm not afraid of what you or your junk pile do to me. Wanna know why? Oh wait, I forget, your brain isn't complex enough to handle such information. Zim had fired the final blow to Baka's honor system, breaking it down completely and sending her into a fit of pure rage.
That is absolutely the last straw, Zim! Baka had finally flipped. She was through staring him down and lunged at Zim with a knife in each hand. She hadn't gotten very far when the guards had caught onto the fight and grabbed Baka by the antennae. That's enough outta you, Midget, called one of the guards. Outta me?! What about outta Zim?! Baka screamed back at the guards, squirming to free herself of their grip, but to no avail.
Quit the squirming, Baka. I'd hate to use the tazer on you. This guard didn't seem as cold as the first. In fact, she seemed to have a bit of heart hidden beneath her cold, Irken flesh. Baka, being the obedient type and able to pick up on such things, ceased her squirming, dropped her knives, and glared at Zim one last time. Just be grateful I'm capable of obeying orders... Baka was completely furious at Zim by now, yet was unbelievably able to restrain her emotions as the guards carried her off.
Sobek, witnessing the events, silently and quickly runs off to alert his older and slightly taller brother, Electro. Along the way, Sobek finds traces of yet another Irken behind the plots to rid Irk of the young and experienced invader. Sneakyonfoota. I shoulda known he was behind this...Electro must-- Just as quickly as he turns around to run off, Sobek is grabbed by the collar by a taller, lighter skinned Irken. Grappa....how ever did I know you'd be working with Sneaky-- Shut up, Sobek! Now, how do we deal with snoops like you? Grappa interrupted and sneered at Sobek. Well, there's always the death option....but that's too messy. Besides, we wouldn't want big brother worried about you, now would we? Grappa flashed Sobek an evil grin accompanied by evil thoughts.
Sobek was at this point too afraid to speak, or move for that matter. Eventually, he managed to find his voice, however shaky it may have been. N-no. Wh-what do you plan to do with me anyway? Sobek was beginning to get over his fear of being mangled beyond recognition when Grappa spoke again. Why, nothing little one. Just that I'm gunna send you with a message to Electro. Grappa's cold, emotionless, red eyes bore into Sobek's heart as if they were two red, hot coals on a linen sheet.
So, can I trust that you'll deliver this message to him without attracting attention, Squirt? Grappa was now tired of the game as he shoves a piece of paper into Sobek's mouth, nearly choking him. Cringing with pain and unable to breathe, Sobek nodded frantically in hopes Grappa would put him down. That's a good midget. Now, run along. Grappa, now extremely tired of this charade, throws Sobek down onto his back and shoves him on his way, watching with evil intents as Sobek disappears onto the horizon.
Running as fast as he could, Sobek took the paper out of his mouth and began an attempt to read the message Sneakyonfoota had carefully encrypted. If only I was in on this little game' of theirs. Then maybe I cou-- Sobek had once again run into a familiar face, fortunately, this one was a little less hostile. Baka?! What are you doing in there?! A little shocked, Sobek ran over to the cell in which Baka was being held captured for the stunt she pulled on Zim.
Well, wouldn't ya know everyone around here thinks Zim's a big hero. More over, they think i was trying to kill him for his insults, Baka replied, pointing to the two guards conversing with each other. Hey, what do you want? snapped the stronger, female guard. Who, me? Sobek replied. No, the midget beside you. Of course you! State your business here. Her deep red eyes were now glaring at Sobek, the fire in them raging. Uhhhh, just visiting a friend. Sobek's innocent look quickly shifted to a sheepish smile and a shaky voice.
Well, make it snappy, then get outta here. You're not even supposed to be here to be honest with you. Y-yes ma'am. Sobek flashed another sheepish smile as he turned away from the guard and back to Baka. So Zim's part of the little group too? inquired Baka. That little twit's done for the second I get outta here. I wouldn't say that too loudly, Baka. After all, there's a couple guards over there, Sobek motioned to the guards conversing once again.
You're right. But do me a favor, eh Sobek? Tell Electro that I'm not gunna be able to make it over this afternoon. And if he asks, tell him it's because of the little moron, Zim. Would ya do that for me, Sobek? Baka's bright blue eyes were filled with sadness and anger all mixed together. Sure, Baka. I hope we get this cleared up soon. Sobek put his hand on hers in an attempt to comfort her. All right, Short Stuff, time to move on out, snapped the taller guard. He didn't seem to pleased having to watch his post, especially with the shorter female Irken. Right, give me a second. Baka, we're gunna get you outta here, I promise. Take care, Sobek. With that, Sobek was off again, now on a mission to deliver two messages to Electro.