Anocian lent back in the chair he was sitting in as he began to speak.
"I suppose the logical place to begin would be the beginning." He said with a slight laugh.
Looking up at the glint in Purple's black eyes, Anocian decided it would be safer to tell the story without any more humour.
"Alcotech Industries, my company, develop organic based weaponry. You and Red were the latest ones."
"Us? We're… weapons?" Purple whispered.
"Most certainly. We captured the two of you about a year and a half ago now. We had been studying the two of you, using previously developed equipment, installed in several of your Irken Soldiers."
"To which kind of equipment are you referring?" Purple asked, narrowing his eyes.
"Monitoring equipment. It is a small device attached to the back of the eyes. It receives the signals from the eyes and displays them on a monitor at Alcotech HQ. It makes an employee or slave an espionage agent."
Purple nodded.
"We had been monitoring the two of you for a long time."
"Why us?" Purple asked.
"You were the most creative of the Irken race, and definitely the most resourceful. We had been using Irkens to use in our experiments for years, because of the ability to recover from substantial damage, and your adaptability. Plus, you are already dependant on technology to survive, so it made your species the perfect one to use."
Purple growled. He knew that Anocian had a point, and he hated himself for it.
There was no denying it; Irkens needed technology. It was their lifeblood.
Some lifeblood.
Anocian ignored Purple's discomfort and continued.
"You and Red were of great interest to us. You were clearly different to any other Irkens we had ever seen, in more ways than one, so you were chosen."
"What did you do to us?" Purple asked.
"We had been developing a microscopic implant, which, when installed, enhances one's mental abilities. We had tested them on small animals, and they worked perfectly, so, we prepared to install them in you." Anocian paused briefly to let Purple absorb the information.
"We took you from the Massive very discreetly, and installed the implants. Our intention was to keep you with us for much longer, so we could properly judge your new abilities. We had also been developing weaponry to counter your new strength. However, as you may remember, the two of you did not wish to be kept as hostages."
"I remember." Purple growled. "We didn't know what we were doing, but we still managed to cause some damage."
"Expensive damage. The two of you escaped before we were able to perfect the counter weapon, which turned out to everyone's benefit. Sleet, didn't know this small fact, and presumed the weapon had been perfected. Red still lives because of his mistake."
Purple turned to look at Zim, whose blood was still befouling the floor.
"Red still lives… but… Zim…?"
"Is dead." Anocian finished.
Purple's eyes lowered. "He gave his life for me… after everything Red and I did to him… he still did that… Was he really that oblivious to the torment we had caused him?"
"He knew." Anocian said darkly, also looking over at Zim's corpse. "He knew. But he also knew that by taking the blow for you, he would finally gain what he desired from you."
"But didn't he know it would kill him? Didn't he know that he was destroying his life by saving mine?"
"He probably did. But how many times have you wished this?"
Purple was silent.
Anocian nodded. "This is a common thing… especially with children. Wishing that someone would go away forever, but when they do, they're not as happy as they thought they'd be."
Purple sighed and looked away.
"Only one thing remains to be decided." Anocian said.
Purple looked up.
"What happens next?"
Purple glanced at Zim one final time.
"Purple?"
Purple straightened.
"Purple, look at me." Red said.
"No." Purple answered. "No. I won't."
Red sighed. He was standing there, still hurt, covered in bandages, and Purple wouldn't even look at him.
Anocian stood, and walked to Red.
"I am glad you are alright." He said.
"Do I look like I'm alright Anocian?" Red hissed. "For even a moment, does it look like I'm alright!"
Anocian was unaffected by Red's rage. "By alright, I meant alive. Keep yourself that way Red."
Anocian patted Red gently on the shoulder, and walked out of the room, followed by his medical staff.
Chasidy came up and stood next to Red. "Hey."
"Chasidy, are you okay?" Red asked.
Chasidy nodded. "Yeah. I'm more worried about you and Purple."
Red looked up at Purple.
"He won't look at me."
"He doesn't want you to see what his rage did to him."
"What? What rage?"
Chasidy sighed.
"After you fell, Purple was engulfed by rage. His powers were fuelled by this rage and he erupted into a fearsome creature, which ended Sleet." She explained, pointing at Sleet's charred remains.
"Purple did that?"
"Yep. He put my devises into full use. It was scary. Now, you're hurt, Zim's dead, and Purple… Well, he'll never be the same."
Red looked back at Purple and sighed. He closed his eyes, and the whole universe seemed to melt away.
There was only the two of them.
This is the official second last chapter. The next one, is really just a poetic collection of lines, inspired by Evanescance songs. If you don't get it, don't worry, I don't think I do either. It's really just Purple and Red arguing. Purple is italic text, Red is non-italic in quotation marks. Enjoy!