"Sometimes I think…why am I such a bitch."
Recon
"Talking"
'Thinking'
StressedThe nightwas cold and the moonwas out. Almost every soul in the nightwas dead, or it wished it were dead. There's nothing left in this world, but death and more death. It's sickening, the screams and the haunted moans of pain. The cries of despair always carry to her ears from the people that they can't save. The sounds haunt her; they haunt them all. Skoodge had a map of the factory that they were breaking into. Gaz refused to call it anything else but breaking in. It wasn't a glory job; they were doing criminal work in order to survive. A crime is a crime no matter what it's done for.
Gaz walked beside the short Irken and glared over her shoulder at the grumbling soldiers. They hated that they had two Irkens in their haven. Gaz knew they hated it and sometimes hated her. The women would glare at the Skoodge with hate and distrust in their eyes. The men would spit insults at him and constantly question his tactics. Skoodge had proven himself a worthy soldier on the field and with tactics. He had also proven that he was above the taunts. Skoodge would send them a look of pity and sigh. The men only tried to bully him once and Skoodge had stunned them with his new electric gun. It was the size of a derringer with the abilities of a taser; the difference was that the setting could be set to kill. It could fry a brain and less then ten seconds.
Skoodge stopped walking and pointed out the building ahead. Gaz nodded and motioned the few men to gather. They had taken five other guys with them. Gaz kneeled to Skoodge's level and glared at the others. They quickly followed suit and Skoodge sighed in relief. He pulled out a small tack and digital map appeared above his palm. It was a layout of the building.
"We have only have six minutes to do this," Skoodge began.
"Six minutes? Are you insane?" A man growled.
"Shut your mouth Brian, before I shut it for you," Gaz firmly said with a dark smile.
"Why six minutes?" Another man grumbled.
"There are about four guards stationed at all four doors, four doors for each direction. Every six minutes they turn around and march into the center of the room where they meet and go back to their post," Skoodge explained to Samichy.
"We'll never make it pass," Samichy pointed out.
"Once they meet in the center we'll sneak in and gather what we need," Skoodge explained.
"If anything goes wrong I want all of you out of there," Gaz firmly added.
"Remember that the supplies aren't worth your life," Skoodge said as they stared at him in confusion.
"Which entrance do we start at?" Brian grudgingly questioned.
"I want Brian and Keef at north, Samichy and Melvin at south, and Rob at east. I will take west," Skoodge ordered.
"What about her?" Rob questioned as he motioned to Gaz.
"Don't worry about me," Gaz assured as she stood back up.
"Let's do this," Skoodge stated.
Gaz watched as they went their separate ways. The building was older and had no real security besides the guards. It wasn't on a priority list for the Irkens. She watched them enter and decided that she should get going. It would be a perfect time to work on her Omega genes. Gaz ran to the side of the wall and ducked behind a rusted car. She looked to wall and back to the Irken standing just outside the door. Gaz placed her hands against the walls and concentrated. Whenever the powers stirred, she could feel something cold run through her. Nothing was happening and she felt her anger grow.
Her hands slipped into the wall and she blinked in surprise. The shadows around her hands vanished and her hands were trapped inside the cement. Amber eyes widened in shock and she began to tug at her trapped hands. Panic quickly raced through her and the shadows reformed. She fell on her rear as her hands came free.
'Emotions,' Gaz thought as she connected the reactions.
She pressed her hands against the wall and focused on a feeling. Annoyance was currently the winner. The shadows gathered below her palms and twisted into a dark vortex. She closed her eyes and quickly pushed through. The cold feeling covered her skin and her eyes snapped open. She was inside the factory. There were thousands of rows lined up with metal shelves. Gaz looked back at the wall and noticed that nothing was going on. The shadows had vanished for now. She stood up and quickly took note of where the entrances were. Her eyes strayed to the watch at her wrist and she scowled. They only had less then a minute.
'Crap,' Gaz thought.
She ran down the halls searching for the team. Gaz spotted the guards and watched as they turned around. She pressed against the wall and they walked to the middle and searched each aisle.
"Human!" A guard shouted.
Gaz turned her attention the guard and growled. Brian froze as the guard pointed at him. Her eyes narrowed as she watched the guard pull out a strange weapon. It looked like a gun, but there was no chamber or barrel. It had the same shape save for it being completely silver. There was a trigger and the Irken pulled it. A streak of yellow energy raced forward and hit Brian. He screamed and then grinned when nothing happened. She squinted her eyes and knew something wasn't right. Brian began to itch and soon his blood flowed as he scratched. His eyes turned red and he began to vomit blood. Gaz noticed that the others had looked over to watch.
Blood ran freely from his nose and as he continued to puke up blood. He fell to his knees and twitched in pain. Gaz grimaced at the sight and quickly punched her weapon code into the suit. It covered her palm and quickly began to reform the weapon she had stored in it. Gaz took aim for the Irken with the weapon and bit the tip of her tongue. She guessed that this wouldn't be so quiet anymore.
"Four humans to the east," the Irken stated as he took aim.
Gaz gently pulled the trigger and watched as the weapon fell from his hand. His body slammed against a shelf. Gaz watched as his brains burst from his head and coated the shelf. The gunshot echoed through the building turning the remaining three guards to her direction. She tilted the gun to the side and glared at them.
"I don't need a high tech weapon to kill you," Gaz calmly said she glared at them.
The three Irken guards each pulled out a weapon from their Paks. She could tell that one carried the same weapon as the dead guard. The other two carried a solar weapon. Her eyes locked with the remaining humans and she gave them a stern look.
"Get them out of here Skoodge!" Gaz firmly said.
One of the guards quickly spun around and fired his weapon. She watched as the orange light raced toward them. A blue barrier quickly appeared and absorbed the attack. She smirked when she saw Skoodge standing in front of them with his spider legs extended. The barrier he had erected around them worked perfectly.
"It's an Irken," a guard growled.
"Pathetic…siding with a human," another guard added.
"Better then being a slave," Skoodge shot back.
The guard took aim again and something knocked him into the wall. Skoodge watched as the butt of Gaz's gun embedded itself in the Irken's head. She grinned and chuckled at the drooling guard on the floor.
"Oops," Gaz chuckled as the remaining two guards blinked.
The guard with red eyes quickly typed something into his arms. The windows slammed shut and the doors were slowly closing. Gaz sent Skoodge a meaningful look and he nodded. Gaz calmly took a step forward as Skoodge rushed the other humans out of the building.
"I have just alerted the troops…you're trapped," the guard with red eyes, sneered. Gaz smirked at this.
"I just blew your friends brains out and conveniently lodged my gun into your other friend's head…are you sure I'm the one that's trapped?" Gaz questioned.
The guard with green eyes blinked and raised his weapon at her. Gaz truly smirked at this and knew that he was afraid. The fear filled the room and the doors slammed shut. The scent of fear filled her mind and she inhaled it like an aphrodisiac. The guard with red eyes raised his weapon defiantly.
"What type of weapon is that?" Gaz questioned as she continued her slow trek.
"It's a bio-weapon, we've enhanced and mutated the most deadly viruses," the red eyed guard replied.
"Oh well…time I put you six feet under," Gaz mused as she crouched.
Her eyes locked onto the green-eyed alien and figured he'd been the easiest to get rid of. Gaz sprinted forward and dodged the attack they sent at her. They were attacking with weapons; it proved they were afraid to get close. The suit covered her hand and the violet energy began to pulse. They fired again and she moved away from each one as if dancing. She pulled back her fist and quickly struck the green-eyed guard in the face. He screamed as the energy tore through his skin. His body sailed through the air and landed against a wall with a crack.
Gaz turned back to the other guard and found that his weapon was closer then she expected. The butt of the weapon collided with her cheek and she grimaced as she bit her cheek. She stumbled back and spat the flesh and blood on the ground. Gaz wiped her mouth and cursed. Another injury would only make Zim even more irritable. Gaz looked up at the guard and gave him a bloodied smile. She ran toward him despite her double vision. Gaz knocked the weapon and quicklyflipped him over her. He landed on his feet and reversed her flip. She gasped as she felt her body collide with cold cement.
"Stupid human, you're nothing," the guard hissed as he put his foot to her head.
Gaz growled and pushed herself up. The silver ring around her eyes glowed as she wrapped her knees around the Irken's neck. She could feel her rage building as the shadows danced above her. His claws bit into her legs and she growled as strips of flesh were peeled away with each claw. Gaz yelped as she felt something grab her hands. She flew through the air and hit the wall. A grimace covered her face as she heard the crack. Her eyes opened and she noticed the green-eyed guard was still alive. She growled and cursed her stupidity.
"Time to die," the red-eyed guard growled as he approached her.
Gazstared as he approached her. She could tell her pelvic was broken. Her hip was also out of joint. Gaz shrugged and figured that it was better to die in a battler then in some maniac's house. She defiantly glared up at the alien. A green laser shot through his chest. His red eyes blinked as he looked down at the hole in his chest. She watched as he crumbled to the floor. A few more green lasers shot out of the dark and she watched the other alien fall.
His blood managed to hit her face, but she no longer flinched. Zim walked out of the shadows with a scowl on his face. Gaz scowled even more at this and they both glared at each other. Some couples gave kisses and hugs, but they gave glares. Gaz grimaced and she swore she saw a look of concern on his face. It quickly passed and hid behind his anger. He kneeled beside and glared at the hip that was out of joint.
"This is why I don't want you to go," Zim growled as he carefully picked her up.
Gaz snarled and punched him in the shoulder. He raised an antenna in question causing her anger to soar. The shadows on the walls whipped around wildly.
"Put me down!" Gaz growled.
"Twenty more soldiers are coming this way…no," Zim firmly said.
"Put me down, I'll get out on my own," Gaz coldly assured.
Zim ignored her as he began to hum. She finally stopped her threats realizing that he knew that she wouldn't kill him. Gaz settled for glaring at him as he blew a hole in the factory wall and walked out. His ship was ahead and she grinned at the scratched up paint from their last fight. Zim carefully set her within the ship and jumped over her.
"The others…are they safe?" Gaz questioned as she glared out the windshield.
"Yeah, they left after I arrived," Zim said.
"Why did you come?" She questioned, this time not in anger.
"You've been reckless…this is the third injury this week," Zim stressed as the ship took off.
"So, it's not like I'm dead," Gaz calmly said with a shrug.
"The next time you might get killed," Zim spoke with a deep scowl.
"Like you would care," Gaz grumbled.
Zim's grip on the wheel tightened as he softly growled. Every since her father had died she had been playing the same card repeatedly. She always made comments about how he didn't care, just because he was Irken. Zim grumbled something and wished that he could shake some sense into her head.
"If I didn't care then I would just leave you to die," Zim firmly said.
"I know you care," Gaz grumbled as he huffed.
Zim scowled and looked over at her as he set the ship on autopilot. They had been together a good year. He knew how vulnerable humans were, but Gaz appeared as more. There were times he had to remind himself that she was only human. Her injured form enforced this fact roughly. He knew she hated being coddled, but he wanted to protect her.
"Sometimes I think, why am I such a bitch." Gaz mused with a soft laugh.
"Because you are," Zim pointed out as she fully laughed at this.
Author's Note:
I am going to add the Resisty into the fic and Mark is weird, I modeled him after my ex-boyfriend.
I know where I want to go with this, but I don't want it to turn out like Helena(after reading it again it made me sick and I bumped the rating up) I having too much fun with Red's character(giggles) I don't know what a good level of violence would be since Red seems the more violent of the two Tallest.
Please review and I'll update again
