Saturnine

(Mainly) From the Imagination of Amonl'isa

Well, this is the last chapter. Woo hoo. Anyways, yeah...

...For the last time, stop thinking I'm someone I'm not.

Chapter Four

Built to Kill

It was fairly quiet that night, nothing seemed out of place. The Massive was as it usually was after Kaz's hours, it was still active, but only to some point. It was the time where Purple decided to go back to whatever quarters he had, while Red took care of things. Elites filed into the main room, manning the computer systems.

"What do we need?" Bak asked, looking carefully around Kaz's room.

"We need every little gizmo we can beam back to your voot runner, and carry in our PAKs. I don't know how long this might take...So here." She reached into the pantry-type room, and threw a few bags of chips at Bak, which the little alien caught. "We could need them, until we see how to survive on Earth."

"Can't we just talk to Zim?"

"No!" Kaz scolded, looking at her friend. "We can't. If and when the Armada notices me missing, then they'll be looking for us. I don't know if Zim would turn us in or not. And if we were caught..." She turned her head, staring at the door for a moment. "I don't even want to know what would happen then."

Bak stared at Kaz for a moment. "Kak's back in the voot runner, making sure everything's okay. How are you going to get a SIR?"

"I'll have to steal one, of course. Get past the strange, defective ones..." Bak stared.

"Um, yeah."

Kaz sighed, gathering all sorts of machines from the closet structure and placing them on the desk. They weren't very organized, because she had to sort through them. With a light chorus of 'Oh, yes I need that,' and 'No, that can goe's, she turned back to her Irken friend, a questioning look on her face. She divided up half of the stuff, and handed it to her.

"Beam yourself back to your runner, leave that with Kak, then get the rest. I need my spider legs to get a SIR. When you're done, meet me in the main room. Mind you, the wall of the main room."

Bak nodded, a grin coming over her face. "Do we get to burn anything?"

"Only if it comes down to it."

With a happier grin than before, Bak stepped into the device, sending her back down to her ship. Kaz turned to the door, trying to go about just how she was going to do it. If it was anything she was known for - other than height, of course - it was her remarkable talent to plan ahead. Instead of just doing something, it had to be thought out. This was becoming her flaw, as she had not thought of how exactly she was going to get the SIR.

"Maybe I could just go without it..." She hummed, trying to create some sort of plan. "But I do need it, a SIR unit his helpful...I need one, yes."

With that, she piled the rest of the gizmos on the desk for Bak to get, while she slid silently out into the hallway. It was a good ten minutes before she was back toward the main room. Lingering outside, she raised up a wrist, looking at the device connected to her wrist. It was the hologram she had used earlier, except now there was a cloaking device programed into it, instead of making her look like a human - it hid her. She pressed the button and looked at her hand. Still there.

"Damn it..." She muttered, pressing it again, which would have turned it off, and again, which would have turned it on. The second time, the hologram flickered to life, surrounding her before totally erasing her presence. She waited, as an Elite used the door, and slid into the large room. It was then she extended her spider legs from her PAK, which were hidden under the cloaking device as well. Quickly and quietly, she climbed up onto a computer, and up the wall.

"You know, I feel like we're being watched..." Purple mused from below, looking around. "Such a creepy feeling."

"You know we're not, though." Red replied, seemingly annoyed. He had recovered over the past hour or so, and was looking like his usual self.

Kaz paused, looking up. A level above her, there was the SIR storage unit, which she could easily get one. She looked down, before commanding her legs up. In a soft scurry, she made her way to the level and climbed up the ledge, opening the SIR's storage with one of her mechanical legs. "Here's nothing." Holding her breath, she dove in, grabbing the essential needs for a SIR unit, as well as one of the currently lifeless bodies. Securing what she needed in her PAK, and holding the SIR in an arm, she delicately closed the containment, and decended the wall.

Though about halfway along it, the device on her wrist clamped down, and the cloaking evaporated, leaving her clearly exposed on the wall. Damn it! She cursed in her mind, trying to press the button. Off, on, off, on. Nothing. It wouldn't reactivate. Frustrated, she tried it again.

"Hey, Red," Purple shook his shoulder, pointing up. "Who's on the wall?"

Red quinted his eyes, catching the orange of Kaz's eyes. "Kaz?"

She froze.

Damn it! Bak, where the hell are you? She sighed, looking down. Yes, she had to do this, of course. Carefully extending a small arm from her PAK, she placed the hard drive in the SIR, as well as it's memory drive. It rang to life with a soft, "Zëb, reporting for duty!" and a salute.

"Zëb, attack." She muttered in monotone, dropping the little SIR, who was instantly in attack mode. He landed not far from the Elite working on the main computer, which he persued attacking. The whole room burst into action, half of the Elites going toward the one who was being mauled - without much luck, for they were caught in the fire too. Guards swarmed both Purple and Red, taking out lasers and aiming at Kaz, shooting. Though she was much too quick for them, at the moment.

The sliding door burst open, and Bak stood there, Kak beside her. "Kak, attack!" She screamed, causing the little SIR to aid Zëb in warding off the Elites. She herself pulled a gun-type weapon from her PAK, spider legs following soon after. She aimed her weapon at the guards around the Tallests, which were shooting at Kaz, for the moment. Though upon fire, they gave Bak some of the share, too. The spider legs were much quicker than their aim, however, and she was able to dodge most everything they sent her way.

"Oh come on, is that all you've got!" She growled, aiming her own weapon at them. With one shot, she had managed to critically injure one of them, whilst the others helped their subordinate. The next guard wasn't so lucky, because Bak pinned him with a headshot. "Yes," she muttered, grinning as Red seemed unhappy with the Irken blood splattered over him, "Score one for Bak. That's what you get for making a fool out of Zim."

Meanwhile, the guards that were shooting at Kaz managed to catch one of her spiderlegs, which was supporting her weight. With a screeching noise, she fell down to the ground, though quickly pulled herself up, with the aid of the legs. She had landed on one of the guards, the spiked end of her leg ending up through his PAK, which ultimately short-circuited it, though it left her in a dangerous position. Guards swarmed her, trying to get her down, which Bak managed to shoot. Kak left the Elites, most of them slaughtered by the other SIR, and aided Kaz with the guards, beating them to dangerous pulps.

All the while, the Tallests stood, transfixed - or mainly Purple was, Red was calling orders to everybody within earshot - staring at Kaz. She had pulled a small weapon from her PAK, though it was one he hadn't seen before. She smiled, shrugging her shoulders.

"Kaz? What are you doing?" He half-heartedly screamed, pointing one of his fingers at the round object.

"Sorry, Purple." She threw it, and it landed by the Tallests' feet, and blew into a strange mist, which soon had them reeling. "Bak, let's go!"

Within a few moments, they and their SIR units had managed to escape the onslaught, retreating quickly to the voot runner. Secured, they started up the engine, and roared away from the Armada, Kaz constantly checking their tail. "You think we escaped them?"

"I'm not sure..." Kaz looked back, trying to determine what was happening. They were a good ways away before a broadcast came up on one of the speakers, which was programed into any and every Irken vessel. It was Purple, talking rather shakily.

"All Irkens in the immediate area of the Massive, be on alert for a voot runner holding one Elite Kaz, and one Invader Bak. If in contact, apprehend them immediately, and bring them back to the Massive, dead or alive."