Don't Let GIR Buy You A … Series! Story # 2 Chapter 3
By NUTZY MEGAN and MEEPER! WOO!
I ONLY OWN TWO HAMSTERS, A BOX OF TRISKETS, AND A GRAPE!!! AND SOME OTHER STUFF…. BUT I DON'T OWN IZ OR JHONEN VASQUEZ, soooo… yeah…
(A/N: How ya doin'? Yes, it's been more than a week… I know…. It's late, so, I probably won't get the whole story done tonight… I have the day off tomorrow, so, I'll try finish the rest then…
Btw, some one wanted to know what Dib thinks of all this. Well, that's pretty much the whole next story! So, just wait a little! Ok?)
Summary of the last chapter: Wak got in a big old battle with this assassin guy named Sin who was sent by the Tallests to kill Zak and stuff… so…
On wit da ficcy! YO! O_o;;
Sin's lapse in concentration cost him dearly. Wak grinned evilly, a piece of one of the assassin's antennae falling to the ground. With a cry of fury, Wak rushed in, running Sin's squeedilyspooch through with the spork. She chuckled wickedly, rising her ax up, ready to slice the offending male's head clear off his shoulders, the Coup-de-grace.
But Sin, blinded by pain as he was, saw the fatal tactical error. With a speed born of desperation, he thrust his almost halved dagger into Wak's chest, punching through the blood thirsty female's heart and twisting in harshly, ensuring death.
Wak's eyes bulged, the ax slipping from her now weak hands and her skin going pastel green. "like I said," Sin quipped, pushing the dying Wak off his blade and watching her crumble to the ground, gasping for air, " it's too bad I had to kill such a beautiful female." And with that, he limped back into the under brush.
Wak, as vision faded, for the first time in her whole life, truly asked for help… The Irken died a few minutes later, and Zim, back on Earth, dropped to his knees in pain, a horrible pain from his heart…
Zim kneeled on the ground, both hands over his chest, gasping in pain. And, some how, it could only be one thing…
"CURSE THOSE CHEESE SNACKS! THEY'VE GIVEN ME HEART BURN!!"
So, with that, he decided to call Wak, if there was any Irken that knew about heart burn, it was her. Feeling urgency with the pain he had, he called her pak transmission device. No response…
He called her base. Nothing…
Zim started to worry.[(wow, that's something you don't see every day)] He made up his mind, getting in his voot runner, he set the auto pilot to Hateria.
About an hour later, he landed in front of Wak's base. He scrambled out of his voot and went to the door and rung the bell. Zak flung open the door, holding a bow and arrow, aimed at Zim's mid section. "Who are you?" Zak said, trying to sound threatening, yet, his adorably squeaky, post-smeet voice ruined the affect, Zak narrowed his eyes.
" Where's Wak?" Zim demanded, internally proud, secretly proud.
" She didn't come back… she was fighting with that Sin guy… But I want to know who you are and how you know about my mom."
Zim blinked, " Here's a hint, you wouldn't exist if it weren't for me… Let's just say, you got that eye," Zim pointed at Zak's red eye, "from me."
Zak gasped, lowering his bow slowly. "Mom… she's in the woods somewhere…"
They both walked through the underbrush. "….So that's why I have a red eye…" Zak said to himself…
OK OK, short chapter, I know, but it's late and I want sleep…. I'll get the rest done as soon as possible, ok? Kk, I sleep now… R+R