The Irken has Zim backed up against a wall. With its SIR standing guard
over Zim's robot who was tied to a nearby tree, Gir's whines were all that
penetrated the muffled, pudding-thick silence. But perhaps Zim could get
away....
"Don't think you're going anywhere...Zim!" The Irken said. Zim could clearly see that it was female, and that it had a laser gun in its hand. But he knew no more. "What do you want with me!!!!?????" he screamed.
"Ahhh.....it's not a simple tale to tell. But just for pure suspense and psychological torture, I'll tell you," she began. "My name is Qim. INVADER Qim. I was born the shortest Irken ever. And, in training school, I was almost a failure. Other Irkens even began to call me names. Like, "short- stuff", "small-fry", and other things of that nature. But one name was the only one that I truly hated. The other senior Irkens began to compare me to another certain one of our race. They began to call me his daughter. and do you know who that Irken was??? Hmmm?????? You. You, Zim."
"What in the name of all Tallest ever are you saying!!!!!!" Zim yelled.
"I'm not through. This is where my story really begins." Qim fingered the trigger of the gun.
"When I came out of my slump, I was the greatest Irken trainee ever. The Tallest regarded me as only an inch shorter than them, respect-wise, that is. I had my pick of all the planets in Operation Impending Doom Three! My planet takeover total skyrocketed. But there was one planet in particular that I always wanted. Earth."
"You can't have my planet, it's mine!" Zim protested.
"Oh, but I don't want it for a point on my total. I wanted it to be with you. To kill you for ruining my life. For making everything too hard. For making me miserable to hear you name. For you existing!!!!!!" Qim screamed.
"But alas, even that is too much. I can't make you suffer the way I have suffered. So I'll settle for a slow and painful death. Goodbye.....DAD." And she raised the pistol to aim.
With lightning speed, Zim kicked the gun out of her hands, and punched her right in her astonished face. With her out cold, he fired and fried her SIR with the laser gun, and lugged her into her Voot Runner. There, he tied her to her chair just as she began to awake. Amidst her screams and grunts, he pre-set the autopilot to take the Runner to a distant galaxy. Closing the door behind him, he listened as the machine took off. All he could hear after that were Qim's screams echoing through the sunset sky...
"Don't think you're going anywhere...Zim!" The Irken said. Zim could clearly see that it was female, and that it had a laser gun in its hand. But he knew no more. "What do you want with me!!!!?????" he screamed.
"Ahhh.....it's not a simple tale to tell. But just for pure suspense and psychological torture, I'll tell you," she began. "My name is Qim. INVADER Qim. I was born the shortest Irken ever. And, in training school, I was almost a failure. Other Irkens even began to call me names. Like, "short- stuff", "small-fry", and other things of that nature. But one name was the only one that I truly hated. The other senior Irkens began to compare me to another certain one of our race. They began to call me his daughter. and do you know who that Irken was??? Hmmm?????? You. You, Zim."
"What in the name of all Tallest ever are you saying!!!!!!" Zim yelled.
"I'm not through. This is where my story really begins." Qim fingered the trigger of the gun.
"When I came out of my slump, I was the greatest Irken trainee ever. The Tallest regarded me as only an inch shorter than them, respect-wise, that is. I had my pick of all the planets in Operation Impending Doom Three! My planet takeover total skyrocketed. But there was one planet in particular that I always wanted. Earth."
"You can't have my planet, it's mine!" Zim protested.
"Oh, but I don't want it for a point on my total. I wanted it to be with you. To kill you for ruining my life. For making everything too hard. For making me miserable to hear you name. For you existing!!!!!!" Qim screamed.
"But alas, even that is too much. I can't make you suffer the way I have suffered. So I'll settle for a slow and painful death. Goodbye.....DAD." And she raised the pistol to aim.
With lightning speed, Zim kicked the gun out of her hands, and punched her right in her astonished face. With her out cold, he fired and fried her SIR with the laser gun, and lugged her into her Voot Runner. There, he tied her to her chair just as she began to awake. Amidst her screams and grunts, he pre-set the autopilot to take the Runner to a distant galaxy. Closing the door behind him, he listened as the machine took off. All he could hear after that were Qim's screams echoing through the sunset sky...