"Oops…"


Revival

"Talking"

'Thinking'

Stressed
They had been taken aboard the ship Dib was currently on. Zim had met the members and laughed at their short stature. He needed a good laugh because he was torn inside. They had taken Gaz to a medical area that Dib had prepared forhumans. Tak was currently stitching the hole in her shoulder up. The female Irken had researchedon humans so she could help. Zim watched as Tak finished inserting the last stitch. She pulled off her gloves and sighed at her work. Her violet eyes looked to Zim one last time before she left the room.

Zim listened to the door swish shut and he turned his attention back to Gaz. Her skin was even paler than before. They couldn't give her a blood transplant because they didn't know how the plasma would affect the life within her. Zim's eyes narrowed as he watched the steady rise and fall of her chest. He wondered if the child was really his. It was technically apart of his body. The DNA would match perfectly. Zim growled and clawed at the air before he stood up. He stood beside Gaz and slowly brought his hand above her stomach. Zim let his ungloved hand rest upon her flat stomach. There were no signs of life yet.

His antennae flattened to his skull and he struggled with his thoughts. He didn't know what to feel about this. Zim could tell he felt hurt, not hurt enough to feel like he wanted to die. He also knew that there was no physical way for her to tell that it wasn't him. If Zim had eyebrows, they would be furrowed in confusion.

'Doesn't she know enough of me to tell the difference?'

Zim gently let his fingers press against her stomach before he removed his hand. His crimson eyes wandered to her the monitor next to her. Everything was functioning, but she had lost most of the alien DNA within her. It had simply left her and he had no clue to as why. Zim scowled one last time before he stepped back, took his original seat against the wall, and closed his eyes. His body wasn't tired, but his mind was.


Gaz slowly opened her eyes and yawned. She stretched and grimaced at the ache she felt in her shoulder. Her head rolled to the right and she scoffed at the monitor. Gaz felt as if she would die. She tilted her head to the right and her pupils slightly widened. Zim was resting a seat next to the wall. Gaz stiffly pushed herself up and silently gazed at Zim. Her hand immediately went to her stomach. She reached over to her head and hands and pulled the wires from the monitors off her. They flat lined and she wobbly stood as she listened to their warnings. Her legs crumbled a bit and she gritted her teeth as she struggled to stand. Her amber eyes searched the floor and she found the plugs. She quickly pulled the plugs out of the sockets and the equipment went dead.

She glanced back at Zim and noticed he was still relaxing. Gaz then checked her body and frowned. Her Voot Suit was missing; a long shirt and shorts had replaced it. She figured this was Dib's old clothes from when he first arrived on Zeta. Gaz popped a few joints and groaned as her body loosened. She quietly shuffled to the door and leaned against it as she stared at Zim.

'It's his child, but then it's not,' Gaz mused as her lips tightened.

Gaz knew he wasn't all right with everything. She wasn't all right with it, but the knowledge of knowing that it was a part of him comforted her a bit. Gaz reached out and ran her fingers along an antenna. She sighed and quickly kissed his head before she left the room. Gaz inhaled the air and groaned, her body still needed rest.

"Where are you going?"

Gaz leaned against the wall for support as she turned to face the voice. She didn't see anyone and she naturally looked down. The alien was a dark gray, with goggled covered eyes, and what appeared to be horns. Gaz raised an eyebrow.

"You must be Gaz."

"Who are you?" Gaz questioned.

"You are aboard my ship, the ship of the Resisty. I am Lard Nar," Lard Nar introduced.

"The Resisty?" Gaz questioned with a smirk.

"That is our name," Lard Nar defended. Gaz began to smirk; the alien had unsure confidence.

"Where's your teleporter?" Gaz questioned, she didn't want to waste time.

"I don't think Dib would like that, it would be best if you rested," Lard Nar advised with an unsure smile.

Gaz growled and fixed him with a glare. He instantly froze and a dark grin appeared on her face.

"You should know that my brother can't do the stuff I can do to doom your soul," Gaz darkly informed.

"I am commander of the Resisty and your threats…"

Gaz growled and picked the alien up by his horns. She shook him, decided that he would be no good unconscious, and fixed him with a darker glare.

"What was your choice?" Gaz growled as she watched him pale.


Crimson eyes gazed out the window and into the cold darkness of space. He couldn't believe that he was in space. He couldn't believe anything. Red sighed as he turned his gaze back down to his hands. He knew that he was Irken, but he didn't know who he was.

'Who am I?'

He had been activated with all basic knowledge, but there were no memories of who he was. Another sigh, another minute of not knowing his purpose. Purple had told him that they were regular Irkens that were relocating to another planet. Red glared at his hands and wondered why he only had two fingers on each hand. Red blinked and stood up from his seat. Purple had him change out from that suit he awoke in. He wore black gloves, black boots, and black pants with a dark crimson shirt that came to his knees. Red blinked when he heard voices come from the other side of the door. He carefully walked over to the door and listened.


Purple grinned as he watched Gaz step out from the teleporter. He could tell she was still weak. He wouldn't admit it our loud, but he admired her determination. Gaz stepped down from the small platform and walked closer to Purple. Purple waved her over and they left the room to roam the halls of the Massive. Gaz raised an eyebrow when she didn't see that many Irkens about. Purple and her stopped in front of a door.

"What brings you here?" Purple questioned.

"I want to make sure that you won't invade Zeta," Gaz grumbled.

"Zeta…I plan to visit there for a while," Purple considered with a grin.

"What about the Empire?" Gaz questioned.

"The control brains are fried…so the Irkens do need a leader…and I don't want that role," Purple admitted as Gaz glared at him.

"But you like floating around doing nothing," Gaz pointed out.

"Yeah I do, and that's why I don't want to be Tallest…to much work now."

"What about Red?" Gaz growled.

"Red doesn't remember who he is or what he's done," Purple assured.

"So you're keeping him alive." Gaz assumed.

"Yeah, he has a chance to start over."

Gaz twisted the shirt in her hands as she thought this over.

"There's no way for him to remember?" Gaz questioned.

"The chip won't work again, it could, but Mun is sure it won't," Purple assured.

"You aren't taking him back to Irk?"

"No, might trigger the chip to actually work," Purple reasoned.

Gaz nodded and her eyes traveled to the door. Purple followed her gaze and smirked. She reached out and brushed her fingers against the door before softly frowning.

"He's in there," Gaz stated more then asked.

"Functional, but no memory," Purple assured.

"Hm…"

"Irk is going to need a leader," Purple hinted with some distaste. Gaz raised an eyebrow and glared at him. "Zim is the Tallest in the empire."

"What are you getting at?" Gaz growled.

"Zim will need to go to Irk," Purple stated.

"Why can't you?" Gaz grumbled.

"I have to watch Red and it's too much work," Purple answered with a smile.

"Zim accepts this position," Zim stated as he walked toward them. He had heard her leave the room and decided to follow her.

Gaz looked away from Zim with scoff as stood beside her. Purple watched the interaction with a grin.

'Interesting,' Purple thought.

"I do not trust anyone with this position, and no one has my qualifications," Zim proudly stated.

'Yeah right,' Purple thought as he coughed to cover up his laughter.

"We will go to Irk and rule," Zim assured.

"We?" Gaz questioned.

Zim raised an antenna in question before he said, "I was talking about you."

"I know that," Gaz hissed.

"Do you wish to stay on this dead planet?" Zim questioned.

"Pfff…whatever," Gaz grumbled.

"We'll go to Irk," Zim replied as he slightly frowned at her.

"Good luck, I'm going to Zeta," Purple cheered as he floated off.


Red leaned against the door as he blankly stared out the window. His mind was reeling with even more questions. The woman on the other side of the door sounded as if she knew and hated him. He wondered what he had done that was so bad. Red sighed and pushed away from the wall as he walked over to the window. His fingertips gripped the tiny metal ledge. Red turned his gaze to his hands and scowled.

'Two fingers are a sign of the Tallest,' Red thought.

Red scowled and figured that he wouldn't get any answers. His hand reached back to his PAK and he wondered if he could get that fixed. It was weird not knowing who you are, or who the people around you are.

'It's not like I was evil or something,' Red thought with a small chuckle.


Zim and Gas wandered through the halls of the Massive searching for the main deck. Gaz grumbled something and Zim raised an antenna in question. She walked a bit faster to get ahead of him. Zim frowned at this and she turned at a door to walk inside the room. He followed her and stopped beside her. They were standing behind the controls looking out the window to earth. Gaz frowned at the way earth looked. It no longer had a blue look; it looked a deep violet and black from all the destruction.

"So, that's what the Earth looks like destroyed," Zim said with a happy smile.

Gaz raised an eyebrow and sighed. She was still too tired to fight, plus her shoulder still hurt. Zim reached over and wrapped an arm around her careful of her shoulder. Gaz slightly smirked as she leaned against him. Zim pulled her around into a hug and held her as he stared off at the Earth. She wrapped her arms around him and slightly raised her head a bit. Zim glanced down at her before he lightly kissed her.

'A smeet…ruler of Irk…what else?' Zim thought as he held her.

He picked her up and placed her on the control panels. Gaz squeaked at the action and her eyes widened. Red lights began flashing as Irken numbers began counting down on the screen. Gaz jumped off the controls and turned around as the counter reached zero. A laser shot out of the Massive and hit Earth. Zim's mouth dropped in shock as the Earth exploded. Chunks of the planet flew at them and Gaz squinted her eyes.

"Zim," Gaz growled.

"I didn't know it would do that," Zim protested.

"That's it, you're doomed," Gaz stated.

"You can't doom Zim!"

"Better say any last words now," Gaz warned as she began to stalk toward him.

"Oops…"


Author's Note:

So ends Xenocide, I don't know if I should continue it or just stop, because I was wondering if it seems to be dragging? I don't want it to drag, but I do want do more...but I don't know(sighs in frustration)
Xenophobia would be the next one and it would majorly cover Gaz's pregnancy of this new hybrid, Red's struggle with some unknown past, and it would deal with Skoodge and Sarah(I do have plans for them)
Thanks for those that reviewed and stuck through Xenophilia and now Xenocide!(I just had to blow up the earth)