Chapter 6: Rye

Leaping towards the big rubbery thing i bounce off and hit the girl in her stomach.

"no wonder the tallest sent zim to earth! these ppl are hard to beat!" i think

we tumble backwards and roll away, she leaps up without a scratch. i tumble and hit a piece of junk, my arm really hurts now. the girl leaps towards me and pins me. she smiles an insane grin and speaks.

"So, your a great invader huh? don't seem to great to me. But before i kill you, i'll tell you my name so you can take it to your grave with you."

i squirm but she pins me even tighter.

"I'm Rye, the great avenger of evil. I have traveled though a wormhole for as long as i can remember, all because of one of your kind back on earth. I believe his name is, zim...but as soon as i get back, i'll wipe him out and then i'll come for your kind, one by one i'll wipe out your kind till there's nothing else to even say that you were once here."

"NOOOOO!!!!!" i scream and kick up into her guts.

Rye lets go and stumbles back, holding her stomach in pain. Her head is bent and she has doubled over. Then, slowly, she lifts her head and looks at me with such rage and insaneness it paralizes me. I've fought in the training grounds against lots of scary things...but she's the scariest i've ever seen in my life. If i live, i'll probably have nightmares.

Rye brings out her arm and points it at me. on her arm is a laser gun that's strapped to her arm staring at her wrist, ending at her elbow. She aims and shoots at me. A red laser flys through the air and peirces my arm. Pain shoots though me like a wild fire. I scream, fall down on my knees, and hold my arm in pain. Rye shoots again and it hits right before my face. I fly backwards with the rock and dust it kicks up.

great. now i'm hurt and she's just fine, and well, rageing. *sigh* this is gonna take some time and planning. I lie still for a bit then my pak opens up and my spider legs shoot out, propelling me up, level with my enemy. She doesn't look surprised, but then again, why should she? she's probably already seen it before from Zim. wait, what did Zim do to get rid of her?

Rye shoots again and i dodge it easier on the robotic spidy legs. I take my gun and shoot at her again. The cross fire is great and i charge up the particle laser to max and fire a great blast at Rye. It bounces off her gun. There's a disfunction and electricity flies from the broken gun. It zapps around before exploding within. Now that the gun is out of commission, Rye is unarmed. THis might be easier than it seems!

But my gun wasn't made to do that, and it dies out. so now it's hand-to- hand combat, or die. great! the odds seem against me already! Rye leaps at me and takes me down. She rebounds off the ground and jumps up to a big rock like object. I hit the ground hard and bounce up and into another peice of junk. ok, this isn't so bad. I can still whoop her!

Rye perches on top of the rockthing and waits, the fire in her eyes so bright that if you looked at it, it might seem as if you are being burnt. She pulls out a knife and holds it infront of her. The blade gleams in the twinkles of the night sky. I leap up the best i can and grab the nearest thing to my right. I pull it up and hold it infront of me like a wepon. Then i see what it is.

Rye leaps at me with the knife gleaming and snickering through the air. Great. She's got a knife and I've got a...a...

Kitty-Litter Box.... I'm Doomed....

I hold out the box and the knife swings foreward, cutting into the box. I can see the very tip of the blade as it reaches the other side. close, so close to my head. The blade retreats and stabbs three more times into the sideof the box. Each thrust of the knife is greater and with more strength than the last. Kitty litter pours from each hole the knife makes. I take a step back with each stab. Searching for an object to fight back with.

Stumbling over objects as i back up, i see a iron bar. Quickly as the blade come down again i turn to thorw the box. My head scrapes the blade and a trickle of my blood pours down my forehead. I thrust the box towards her, the knife still in deep. She pulls out the knife and throws the box to her left and I grab the iron bar and swing hard. It connects with her side and she utters a gasp and flies sideways. Rye crashes into the side of another giant peice of junk. Falling to the ground she lands on her knees and then collapses to her stomach. Her knife has fallen from her hand and it now is lieing by her side, not 3 feet or so from her. This might be where my fate turns around....