Chapter Notes
Disclaimers: I don't own Invader Zim
Author's Notes: Another Flashback, I wanted to tie Zim's failure with Operation Impending Doom 1 to be connected with Red, and Purple finding out who he really is!
(127 years ago...)
[Location: Planet Judgementia- The Spike of Judgement]
How could he have been so stupid? Zim squirmed as he awaited his fate...
This was it, he was finished! 'I should have never left home.' It wasn't the first time he had this thought, but now it was too late. There was no going back now! How could he have been so stupid? 'I should have obeyed my leaders and stayed put!' He thought. He sighed as the events from hours ago, flashed before his eyes. It had been ten years since Tallest Myuki had spoken to him, and now she had passed on, and her replacement Tallest Spork soon met an untimely end as well! And now two of his old peers were now his leaders...
Red and Purple never really liked him, yes, he knew of their scorn, but since they were his leaders now he needed to impress them. After all he could never make a name for himself if he never got a mission. So, he sucked up to them, worshiped them, like a lowly dog; but it had a desired effect. Zim was accepted in a roll in Operation Impending Doom. The mission objective was to conquer all of Irk's allies and enslave them.
He had been told to stay put!
The Tallest even drew a circle around him on the ground with chalk; demanding he stayed. They left him there, in that circle; while the Armies began to head out. He wanted to obey, but he also wanted to prove he could do more. And the next thing he knew he was boarding MAK, (or large war robot), and destroying everything in sight. And that would have been okay if they still hadn't been on ZEC!
His plan had been to prove to his Tallest that he could do more than just stay put. He knew they would thank him later when he succeeded, but something had gone wrong. It was like he had no control over his own body. And now Zim was in deep trouble, and he couldn't even explain what came over him, he never acted so erratic before in his life! 'What the Irk happened back there?' He wondered.
"Zim it is time." Red said appearing before him, with Purple by his side.
"What are the medical results my Tallest?" Zim asked, fearfully.
"It would appear you were drugged." Red pointed out.
"Drugged?" Zim asked.
"Yes it was PX13, Zim." Red went on. "It made you do things, bad things Zim."
PX13, Zim had heard of the stuff, it was a drug full of Nanobots, tiny robots that where designed to invade an enemy soldier, and hook on to their nerves allowing who ever command the bots to control the enemy's every move.
Someone had sabotaged Zim on purpose!
But how?
Zim assumed someone could have injected the bots into his PAK while he was distracted, or perhaps they had used a liquid form to lace his drink, or sprinkled some in his morning donut. However, it really didn't matter how, the real question was who? If Zim knew the answer then it would save his life.
"Do you know anyone who would want to do this to you?" Purple asked.
Zim bowed his head. "No..." He whispered.
"Then we have no choice." Red sighed.
"My Tallest?" Zim looked hopeful, and scared.
"I'm sorry Zim." Purple said. "But the collective want someone to pay for your treason NOW! And if you don't know your attacker than you're the only one to blame."
Zim knew it sounded unfair, but this was the Irken way...
In order to keep order, trails were done quickly, and nine times out of ten the real people responsible never saw justice.
"Let's get this over with Zim." Red ordered.
Zim nodded, and he allowed his leaders to lead him to his fate!
Of course, they were the ones who had drugged him; and now the young prince would be sentenced to death, or so they thought. However, when they faced the main computer brain they were met with a nasty surprise for Zim was not sentenced to death, no instead he was banished!
It was not the outcome the Tallest hoped for, but now that Zim was classified as a service drone he could never be the Tallest, he was a defective now.
And this was a label he would carry for the rest of his life!
They had nothing left to fear, or so they thought; you see they had forgotten one thing. If Emperor Nax ever found out they got his son banished; or worst planned to get him killed; they'd be dead.
But what were the chances that would ever happen?
Well as it turns out the chances were good,
Very good indeed!
Chapter End Notes
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