Blood Of Traitors
A/N -Welcome to my first fic, I don't own IZ, Jhonen and that cursed company does.
Warnings: Dark, might have NON-YAOI Pairings.
On With The Fic!
"The horror, The Horror..." -Apocalypse Now .
Prologue: Fade to Black
Zim's POV
I have been betrayed.
The Tallest sent an assassin to kill Skoodge and myself, a tall psychopath known as Yun.
He failed, well partly. Gir and minimoose are damaged to the extreme, Skoodge is shredded, and I'm not in to good a shape either, with all the blood loss.
As my world fades, I think, "I've lost.." " No! It won't end this way!," my old determination comes back, I try to stand, but I fall. I land on Skoodge , his groan of pain is faint, but there, surprising considering his condition.
Things go blurry, I see the ta- Red and Purple laughing at me, Yun blasting my base to bits, sending me flying, I see Gir and minimoose being shot , Skoodge trying to tackle Yun but getting mangled with Yun's rifle I hop up and deploy my spider legs , gouging out one of his green eyes, he yells in pain, drops his weapon and gashes me down from my right eye to my cheek then stabs me with another in the side, causing me to crumple. Yun smiles a psychotic smile, and picks up the weapon. Then it happened . Gir's sparking form rockets into him knocking him down. " You hurt master , and Minimoose and Skoodgie, and me! "Gir yelled lashing at Yun.. "GET OFF YOU HULK OF-oof!" Yun says. He kicks Gir off and blasts him.
" NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" I yelled lunging at him, taking him down, he shot me, but the rage didn't let me acknowledge it. I killed him with my bare hands, like I was an animal.
A beep comes from his cold wrist, a communication from the "Tallest" to see if I was dead.
When I saw how unhappy they were to see my survival , the loyal idiot I was died, just as I crushed the communicator, I would crush the Empire. I see another Image of 17 Irkens, lined up, military style. Then one that looks as I did before my growth spurt, only in older style clothing , like most of them were wearing, spoke in ancient Irken,
" Ne su done, Zim , ek ras hjuu mon yte awq dret de taqaaw qwsa eh vu ery, de joun detygb frfrnin dosos boer yu aws; wsa tref byu xali rewande."
Understanding the language, it translated : 'Greetings, Zim :of a line of those betrayed and deemed traitors, on will rise , and bring a new age ;The blood of traitors shall be avenged."
Then I blacked out.
A/N Well what did you think? Flames will be used to heat my torture instruments. And yes,
Gir got shot , I needed him out for the mood of the Fic. Don't worry , Gir fans my next fic will have plenty 'o Gir and will probably be humor. R/R
PS:Oh, and to the Aliance leave people alone , I'm asking nicely.
PPS: I reviewed as Psychosis, but it wouldn't let me use it as my name so, hi everyone I reviewed!