Thanks for the reviews. After long wait I present the third chapter in Resident ZIM! Read and enjoy!

Chapter 3: Decimation

TAK:

The small Irken Voot Cruiser roared through space as it made its way to the desired destination: Earth. The Tallest had given their devoted soldier TAK strict orders which, should she fail, is punishable by the most harshest form of torture and humiliation that anyone would be unfortunate to endure. Her leaders' words burned in her mind as she concentrated on bringing her craft safely through the planet's atmosphere to the city where all hell was breaking loose.

"We want you to find ZIM and put an end to the chaos he may be capable of," Tallest Red said as he gazed out into the open blackness of space. "If he unleashes the virus there will be no chance of stopping him from taking this...this nightmare into our business."

Purple joined in as he munched down on a bag of donuts greedily. "Yeah! If he makes other people from other planets we're trying to conquer into zombies then where the hell is our snack income gonna come from? Huh? HUH!" Red just stared sternly at his fellow Tallest who just continued to stuff his green face.

"Yeah...it would be bad for business that way but that's other than the point." TAK just looked at them as one ate his weight in snacks and the other looked dead serious. 'How the fuck did they ever become the leaders in the first place?' TAK thought to herself. "If ZIM manages to turn everyone else into undead mutant monstrosities then we've lost our slavery market and thus our hold on our domination over the other pathetic races that pollute this godforsaken wasteland we call a galaxy," Red said with a dark tone as he raised his unnatural arms in expression.

TAK was tired of hearing reasons for this mission as she wanted to get to her ultimate goal in all of this: to make ZIM suffer greatly. "Yes yes. Bad for business and all that but please, my Tallest, tell me my mission objectives for this."

Red looked down at her with an almost scary glance. "Very well. Your mission objective are as followed: You are to locate ZIM and eliminate him at all costs. There is no vaccine for the virus so if infected you are to resort to the only means necessary to stop from turning into one of those things." With that, Purple made a gun shape with his hands and pretended to blow his brains out making TAK feel slightly disturbed. "You are also to contain the virus and keep it from spreading. Once the other is complete you are to place the thermonuclear Irken-brand military remote detonated explosives around key parts of the city and blow it to hell eliminating all traces of the virus and those infected by it."

The cruiser prepared to land and its driver braced for impact as it hit the earth in the central park of the city which ZIM could smugly call "home." TAK looked around to find she had survived the landing and opened the hatch which would give her access to a city decayed. As the Irken soldier closed the ship down to prevent any unwanted intruders, a pain filled moaning brought her attention to the night darkness. TAK quickly drew her weapon (a standard Irken military plasma pistol) as the moaning and shuffling became even louder and rushed into the night to put an end to this nightmare...and ZIM along with it.

Prof. Membrane:

"This...this thing just couldn't exist...I mean it's just impossible," Membrane told himself nervously as he studied the dead rotting body that laid across his work table. He had taken blood and tissue samples as well as dissecting it a bit only to come to the same conclusion over and over again. "It's dead but it's not dead. Could it be that strange new virus I found in the blood? It has to be!" Membrane got to his feet and rubbed his forehead. "Gaz...Dib...where are you?"

Earlier the good doctor had returned back to his home with his new find only to find the house in horrible condition with blood smeared everywhere but no zombie in sight. Membrane wallowed in a bit of self resentment for leaving the house and allowing those creatures to break in and...he tried not to think about what could have happened to his kids. "Damn! It's Lydia all over again!" he shouted aloud trying to force painful memories from his tired mind. To distract himself from all that was happening, Membrane returned to the body and once again began to analyze it to find something truly strange.

"The cells...they're still growing even after the thing is dead. What could this mean?" As he tried to come to some kind of sane conclusion, a crash from upstairs jogged the doctor from his thoughts. "Damn! One of those creatures must've gotten in," he said as he readied his handgun. "Not if I can fucking help it." With that, Membrane rushed up the stairs, drew his gun ready to pump some lead into the undead, and...froze. "No...it can't be...Lydia?"

She stood before him dead but still...beautiful. The very sight of her caused tears to roll down the professor's face and make him drop to his knees. "Lydia...my wife..." The Lydia zombie stretched her arms out as she began to shamble to him moaning all the way. "Lydia...it's me...please don't make me...please god why...?" She continued her hunger driven walk to her former husband as he slowly got to his feet. "Forgive me, baby." Wiping tears from his eyes as he readied his gun. At the moment of firing, a shrill high pitched scream ripped through the air as some strange red beast knocked him to the ground.

Dib&Gaz:

Ten minutes before Membrane had made it to the house, Gaz and her brother Dib were busy preparing to make their escape from the zombie-infested city. They got two backpacks and got the necessary items needed to survive a post apocalyptic nightmare: some food, weapons (mostly knives and baseball bats), some medical kits, a cell phone (just in case), a flash light, and a stun gun. Dib heaved the slightly heavy backpack over his shoulder and prepared to head out the door when Gaz held him back. "But what if dad comes back? We have to stay here just in case!"

"And what if he doesn't come back? What if he's out there looking for us? He's probably already out of the city or..." Dib stopped as he looked upon the growing worry on his sister's face. "Look, we're not any safer he than out there with those undead freaks running around the city. And we have a better chance of finding him if we go and search. Come on, Gaz. Trust me." Gaz let go of Dib's arm and nodded silently. "There ya go...now that we have the stuff packed we can..."

Dib's words were cut off as a ear piercing shriek broke the silence and the sound of running footsteps brought the siblings' attention to the staircase. There they saw a blood red zombie in tattered clothing with long thick yellow claws run down the staircase and look all around until it saw the two gawking in horror at the red fiend. A eerie greenish cloud filled the air around its head as it roared in rage and took off at high speed right at them. "Oh shit! Gaz, RUN!" They ran out of the house as quick as they could as the screaming of the creature roared louder as it followed them with a sadistic need to rend their flesh.

Gaz looked behind to see two more of those strange red zombies rush out of the house and chase after them. They ran straight through the neighborhood until the zombies were out of sight but their horrific screeching was still echoing slowly behind them. "Quick! Head of that alley!" Dib shouted as he dragged his sister into the dark deserted alley and kept as still and quiet as possible as they watched the trio of crimson zombies run by in their hunt for flesh. As soon as the screaming stopped, Dib crept out of the shadows and looked around to see if the coast was clear until he was sure there weren't any more creatures around.

Gaz followed suit and looked around nervously hoping not to see anymore of those walking dead going about. "What the hell was that thing? It had claws and red skin and...Christ! I just wanna get outta here!" Suddenly more moaning began to fill the alley as two more zombies shambled to the duo with ghastly hunger in their dead sunken eyes.

Dib grabbed Gaz by the arm and readied a metal bat. "I think we need to go now."

I hope you liked this addition to the story. R&R and I'll bring another soon.