"What's left of me and where is the rest?"
Sanctuary
"Talking"
'Thinking'
Stressed
Memories
Purple raised an antenna in question as he studied the girl before him. They had managed to wash off all the goop and now all that remained was a small child with brown hair and big ice blue eyes. Her skin was a soft ivory and her hair hung to her shoulders. Purple leaned his face toward her and she blinked at him. He raised the other antenna up and the corner of her lips stood up. Purple noticed this and wiggled his antennae. Goop softly chuckled and quickly went silent again.
"You're a goopless goop," Purple mumbled as he leaned away again.
She blinked at him and tilted her head to the right. Her eyes lit up when she heard a curse from the kitchen. She pushed off the chair and grimaced at the remaining pain, but her features lit up again and she darted past Purple and into the kitchen. Purple sighed and stood up, all the child did was laugh at him.
Goop stopped at the entrance to the kitchen and slowly peeked around the corner. She grimaced as a pot fell and hit Red on the head. He loudly cursed and kicked the pot away. The pot bounced off the wall and hit him the shin. Red cursed and Goop raised an eyebrow. She wobbled into the kitchen, he new clothes hanging off her. The Invader shirt pretty much fit her body, but the pants were to long for her. Her tiny hands picked up the pot and then she looked to Red. Red stared down at her in question. She offered the pot to him.
"That pot's evil," Red grumbled to her.
Her ice blue eyes looked to the pot in confusion. She looked back at him and offered the pot to him with a small whimper. Red rolled his eyes and quickly grabbed the pot from her hands. She quickly clasped her hands behind her back as she watched him set the pot on the stove.
"What do you want?" Red questioned as she shyly looked away.
Red's eyes slightly widened a bit and he sighed. He reached down and carefully picked her up from under her arms. Red set Goop on the counter and noticed that she was smiling.
"Did you just want to be in here with me?" Red softly questioned knowing she wouldn't answer.
Her head tilted to the side and she blinked. Red opened a cabinet and pulled out a bag of noodles. He showed her the bag and she blinked at it with a small smile. Red quickly poured some water into the pot and began to boil it.
"I don't see why you want to be in here with me…I'm a monster," Red calmly said.
"Eh?"
Red glanced at her; 'eh' was the only thing she would say.
"You should know that I'm a monster…I don't even know who I am."
Goop watched as he opened the bag of noodles and poured them into the boiling water. He set the plastic packaging on the counter and Goop picked it up. She crumbled it and Red sighed again. He pulled out a wooden spoon from a drawer and stirred the noodles.
"You only get to live once, but I have to live until something kills me," Red mumbled as he stirred the noodles.
Goop looked at him from her crumbling and dropped it. She hesitantly reached out and touched the hand that was stirring the noodles. Her eyes widened as she studied the claws attached to the hands. Red stilled as she ran her tender flesh along the claws. His crimson eyes widened, as he remained frozen.
Claws trailed along pale flesh as blood quickly came to the surface. Claws dug into the open wound and a guttural scream echoed throughout the room.
"Don't touch me!" Red snapped as he quickly pulled his hand away. The noodles were beginning to bubble over.
Goop quickly pulled her own hands back and scooted away from him and against the wall. She watched as Red continued to gaze at his hands. His hands began to shake and he ran to the sink. Red turned the water on hot until steam came out. He stuck his hands into the water and began to scrub. Goop blinked and crawled across the counter and to the sink. She reached her hand out and grimaced at the temperature of the water. Goop reached out and turned the water off. Red turned to her and she softly smiled at him.
"I'm a monster," Red mumbled.
Goop shook her head hoping that he understood that. She couldn't understand how this Irken who helped her could be a monster.
"I see it now…how Dib glares at me…how Tak snorts in disgust…how Purple keeps his hand on the gun," Red listed as his eyes went blank.
Goop took his hand in both of her little hands and tightly held onto him. Red looked to her and shook his head. He tried to pull away, but she wouldn't let him go.
"Run Goop, run while you still can," Red pleaded as she held on even tighter.
Red took his other hand and carefully began to pry her fingers off of his hand. Her eyes widened in fear and he came loose. Red took a step back from her and she began to cry.
"NO!"
She flung herself at him, wrapped her arms around his waist, and held on. Red held his arms back as she began to cry into his shirt. His eyes bulged in shock and he slowly placed a hand a top her head.
"You spoke," Red whispered as he patted her head.
"She spoke and you burnt the noodles…how that's possible…I'll never know," Purple stated as he turned off the stove.
"Where did you come from?" Red snapped with a glare.
"The bathroom?" Purple mocked.
Red sighed and glanced back at Goop. He smiled and than looked back up to Purple who was trying to get rid of the noodles.
"Do you think she has any parents?" Red questioned. Purple perked an antenna up but didn't turn around.
"Don't know…why?" Purple suspiciously asked.
'If I want to keep her than I have to know what's left of me and where the rest is.' Red pondered.
Deep within the core of Irk, many training rooms had long been abandoned. Deep within these rooms, you could find the growing hate and disgust of those who disagreed with the new Empire. They felt that the Empire must be pure, must be free of emotion and anything human. Emotions did not conquer anything, only technology made way for the future.
Pale brown eyes narrowed as they glared at the computer screen. He had spent hours hacking into the security system where the Tallest resided. A cruel smile spread across his lips as he turned to the screen where Gaz lay. She was still unconscious from their last attack. He clasped his hands together and watched as Zim doubled over in pain. His left antenna rose in question. Irkens didn't get sick.
'What has our Tallest done now?' Ayra sneered.
He pressed a button on the panel and rewound the image. Ayra quickly passed the monitor and grinned at what he saw. He quickly spoke into his communicator.
"Send Invader Vaz to the training room F," Ayra ordered.
Ayra typed in a code and quickly accessed old files. He had been one of Irkens to witness Zim download the virus into the control brains. Back in those days, he had been nothing but a technician. He had watched his empire fall into chaos because of some defective Irken. He knew that Tallest Red would have never betrayed the Empire; his conclusion was it was Zim in Red's shell.
"Invader Vaz reporting for duty!"
Ayra grinned and turned to the Invader. Ayra typed in a code and a disk popped out of the console. He handed the disk to Vaz and smirked.
"I think Zim has a bug in his PAK."
Vaz stared at Ayra in confusion; but soon began to grin. He understood everything.
"Take that disk and install into the medical equipment," Ayra ordered.
Vaz nodded and saluted before he quickly left the area.
Ayra sighed and relaxed in his chair. Soon the Empire would be pure; soon he would control the Empire. Ayra grinned and chuckled.
'That disgusting hybrid is the key to perfection,' Ayra thought with a sneer.
His pale brown eyes turned toward Gaz on the monitor and he simply grinned at it all. He knew that from all the genetic engineering that Irken blood was becoming thin and dull. He couldn't have race that was weak and dying, it would get him nowhere. Ayra continued to gaze at the monitor and he smirked again.
'Perfection sometimes has to be altered until it becomes what you want,' Ayra thought with a grin. First, there were the free Irkens, then the Paks, than there was Zeta, now Irk was free again, but they would be the Fifth Kind of Irkens…they would be perfection.
Red slowly wandered the darkened halls of his mind once more. His hand hesitated as he reached out and grasped the handle of the door. The chains fell off with a loud crash and he turned the handle.
"Are you ready…do you really want to know?"
Red's antennae perked up and he looked to both of his sides. He twisted the handle and frowned as it clicked. The door was still locked.
"Once you open this door…you will never be able to close it…"
"Show yourself!" Red snapped as he released the handle and glared into the darkness.
Laughter caressed him and he grimaced at the sound. It was harsh and bitter. The shadow began to form and he narrowed his eyes as crimson clashed against crimson. The shadows began to form a more solid form.
"You should know me," the shadow purred.
"Who are you? What do you have to do with my past?" Red demanded as his fists clenched in anger.
"What indeed?" The shadow barked with laughter.
"Tell me!"
"Why should I tell you what you already know?" The shadow questioned.
Red's crimson eyes widened as he watched himself emerge from the shadows. The figure grinned at him and floated closer to the Red next to the door. His crimson eyes darkened as he smoothed down his royal attire.
"Something's should be left dead," the shadow Red advise.
Red took a step back and his body hit the door. He grimaced as his hand touched the handle again. It was wet and warm. He raised his hand to his face and screamed when he saw blood.
Author's Note:
Sorry this is short, but I'm want to sort of do the next chapter dedicated to Zim and Gaz.
There's a new fic in the challenge section that's being written, Perfect Defects. It's Red and Purple, butI don't know if it's slash or not, but it is very good. Purple is going crazy and the first chapter really captures the characters.
