Warning! This story is going to be very long! If you cannot stand long stories then do not read. If you do not like stories about incompetent aliens that no one likes then do not read this. If you cannot stand reading about the imminent destruction of Earth and enemies having to unite to stop the greater threat then DO NOT READ!!!
Thank you, that is all…
Invader Zim- The End?
Chapter 9
"We can't just sit here and do nothing!"
"Well then what do you propose we do?"
"I could fly up in the ship to where Zim was shot!"
"And do what? Suck your thumb?"
"No! I'll find evidence to see what did it!"
"We already know that it was the twins' fleet ship."
"Then why are we just sitting around here?"
Kim stared at him blankly. "Dib, if you were to go against a charging fleet of aliens baring down on earth with the power to blow the planet up in a single shot then what would you do?" Dib went silent. Kim turned to her drink and sloshed it around in the glass a little bit. "There is no correct answer Dib. There's no answer at all. There would be nothing for us to do. There's nothing that we can do as of yet. We'll just have to wait until the time comes."
"And when will that be?"
"When the dead rise."
Dib raised a brow and slumped in his chair. A riddle. That was the last thing that he needed. He already had thoughts of Gagnor and Gagnex running through his head, blasting and tearing at his mind but now he had to worry about a stupid little riddle that Kim had given him. He was in no mood for riddles, and so, pushed it aside. Dib would return to it later when his mind was cleared and he was ready to conquer the task. He sighed, took his drink in hand and gulped it down heavily.
Gir sat in the living room next to Tak and the Sir unit robot. The Sir had taken it's usual form of the blue cat with red eyes and was watching the television screen with curiosity. Tak sat next to Gir and rubbed his head. He still had on his dog costume and so Tak was rubbing the false fur instead of a cold, metallic cranium. Gir smiled and snuggled up to her as they watched the scary monkey show.
Gaz had left the edifice a long while ago. What she had intended to do in her absence was unknown to everyone else in the building. She had appeared out of Zim's base and no one dared ask her how she had gotten in there or what she had done. No one had gone in after she came out. Gaz had crossed to the shadows by the fridge where she had been before and took her coat, which was lying on the floor in the very corner. She had flicked off a spider and left with naught a word to the others. They had said nothing in return.
It had been two hours now. Gaz had left two hours ago and had not yet returned. They were starting to wonder if she was actually planning to do so. The thought that she would not planted within their heads and they disregarded her from the group.
Tak sighed deeply as the commercial came on. She lifted off of the sofa and walked into the kitchen. Her Sir unit followed and pressed the latch for the garbage can. Dib eyed her as she climbed in. Before she sank down in the elevator he spoke up and said: "Where are you going Tak?"
"I'm just checking on Zim."
"I'm coming with you."
"Why?"
Dib thought. He had no reason. "I don't know. I just need to see this for myself I guess."
Tak sighed but nodded. She went down. Then Dib followed. Kimberly came afterwards (that's her real name for any human idiots out there…). They wandered into the bowels of Zim's base. Kim marveled at the technology around her. She had been in alien bases before but Zim's was different. It was full of ideas. Plots. Plans. Ploys. It was all there and there was more after that. Irkens were known for their destructive tendencies. They conquered and they enslaved other planets just to gain control. For unlike more species in the universe they found that they had no time for many simple emotions and went on with thoughts of conquests and plots leading to the imminent doom of a planet they wished to have. Irkens were fairly simple. They conquered, destroyed… and hated…
Tak lead them through the base. The only reason that she knew her way around was for the fact that portable bases all looked the same for Irkens. They could design the top-most portion of it to their liking but everything else was the same so that it was easier to know where you were going. Before this idea came out some Irkens would get lost in their own base and would never be heard from again.
She pulled them through the doorway without the door and allowed them to follow her into the tube area. This was where she had stored Zim while he slept. She had used a special cord to take his pack off and let it recharge but also have it attached ot his body at the same time. This way he would heal much faster and he would be able to hold his head up on his own. She assumed that he was still too weak to even know where he was. This would be a good thing because if Zim were to see Dib and Kim in his own base he would defiantly try to get out and go for the humans. Tak could not allow this. For even though she hated the Irken for dashing her chance to become an invader she also needed him to help her save the rest of the invaders and the very Irken race from the Bludgeons.
Dib and Kim gapped at the sight of all of the tubes. Kim had most definitely never seen this many before. She was astounded that Irkens had the time needed to fill them up. Then she wondered if they actually did fill them all up. The others could have been spares or something. Dib was too angry about the fact that he could see nearly thirty human test subjects in the tubes. Some looked perfectly normal while other were mutated or had probes coming out of uncomfortable places. He leaned to Kim and Tak walked up to main control grid. "Don't you find this disturbing in the least? I mean, he has human test subjects! Human! Our own species! Can't we bust him now?"
Kim shook her head. "Nah. Besides, I like how he's sort of improved the humans here. Mixing that one over there with a shark would be good for explorations under water don't you think?"
"Uh… I guess so…" Dib sighed.
Tak moved to the computer and spoke. "Co-ordinates 0-9-H-6-J-F-0-M-2. Retrieve pod."
The computer whirred. "Pod retrieval error."
Tak raised an eyebrow. "Re-initiate program with increased power capacity."
"Re-initiating…" The computer whirred and two lasers within the large glass of the room popped out. They sent streams scattering across the pods. They flashed into the eyes of some people merged with bats. They cringed and hid beneath their wing-like arms. The lights stopped. "Error. Pod co-ordinates not found."
"Re-initiate with more power."
The computer did so. "Pod co-ordinates not found. Please enter a differing co-ordinate."
"Are you sure you have the right co-ordinates?"
"Of course I'm sure! Computer! Re-initiate! Top power!"
"But…"
"Now!"
"The pod ain't there!"
"Again!"
This went on for quite some time. Until…
"Ahhh!!"
"Ahhh!!"
"Ahhh!!"
"What did you do?"
There was just black. Nothing else. Tak growled. "Computer! What the hell did you do?"
"Power was used as required. Too much power was asked to be used. System error. No power left in base save for computer grids. Lights: Terminated. Elevators: Terminated. Search Function: Terminated. Life Support Systems: Online. Tube Life Support Systems: Partially Online…" There was a slight scream that could be heard from outside the glass. Human- Hamster experiment status: dead as a doorknob."
"Did you say that the elevators are offline?"
"Affirmative."
"So we're stuck down here?"
"Affirmative."
"When will the elevators be online again?"
"By standard calculations… Six hours… Give or take…"
They all screamed.
"Hey wait! What about Zim?"
"Oh, you were looking for Zim?"
"No duh."
"He left about an hour ago. Maybe two."
"He left?" Tak thought. "How is that even possible?"
"Excessive power was put into healing program."
"Where'd you get the extra power from?" There was a whirring sound and Tak light a small light that was built into her glove to illuminate the area. She looked down at the plate that had clicked out of the machine's hard drive. It was a device that looked to be held in a person's hand. It was red with one screen, several buttons and a joystick. "What this?"
Dib stepped forward. He saw it. "Oh, no… Gaz…"
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Gaz swam back to the top of the river. She gulped in the air that she needed and pulled the alien piece of technology that she had in her hand to the surface with her. Gaz then swam over to the edge and pulled it onto shore taking another breath. "What," she asked, "can you do with all this?" She looked up to the Irken. He was still pretty hurt. Zim could hardly use his legs and so she had had to help him by slinging his arm over her shoulder and hiding him underneath her coat. He had come up in a secret elevator that came behind the fridge for escape purposes after she had helped him out of the healing tube. She had boosted the power, like he had told her to, with her Gameslave2. Then she had helped him out, taken him to the elevator, watched him go up and then met him on the top floor, where Tak, Gir, Kim and Dib were.
None of them had suspected a thing.
They didn't even notice the lump that she was carrying in her coat.
Zim eyed the pieces that she had brought up. Not much of it was all that useful. There was a power rod and grid with pieces of an engine, probably from the left side, but not enough to make the engine whole again. He was currently underneath her coat and sitting on his bum on the sand. Zim had been building a small sand castle for a while now without meaning too. The poor Irken had forgotten his guise when they left the base and he didn't think that it would be a wise choice to go back so Gaz had given him her coat to hide under while she swam down to retrieve pieces of her ship. Zim picked up a small piece of Irken metal and then put it onto another piece. The two connected instantly within a spark and a flash of silent light. He sighed. "Not much. But if I can get a few more pieces I may be able to make something that can actually fly. Breaking the surface of the atmosphere is a whole other story."
"Well Gir's starting to rust up. I don't know how long he can stay down there."
"He'll be just fine if you give him this…" Zim handed a small pink thing to Gaz. It was a squeaky, toy pig. She eyed him. "Trust me. He's just been inactive for too long. Once he starts his jumping a bit he'll be able to work down there for a lot longer." Gaz took the pig into the depths of the river, holding her breath once more. Some water splashed up and Zim backed away quickly by dragging his body with his hands. He narrowly missed a drop of water as it hit the grass. "Watch it! I didn't bathe in paste today!"
Gaz swam to the bottom of the river. She was running out of air. Then she spotted a spark and saw the little robot for an instant. Gaz swam over to find that the poor metallic sidekick could hardly move he was so rusted up. His arm was barely moving at he detached piece after piece of Irken metal from the ship so that she could bring it to the surface. Gaz tapped Gir on his blue shoulder and he looked up at her as she pointed to her mouth. Gir let out a piece of plastic from his hand and Gaz cupped it over her mouth. She breathed in. "Much better… You still ok Gir?"
The robot did not answer her. His mouth was rusted shut.
"Well, Zim told me to give this to you…" She pulled out the pig. Gir couldn't turn his head but he saw the pink out of the corner of his eye.
The robot exploded with joy. The rust practically burst off of his body as he grabbed for the pig. Gir squeezed the toy in his hand and smiled at Gaz with his ridiculously adorable one when he had his tongue sticking out and his eyes partly closed. Gaz raised her brow. Gir played with the toy for quite some time. All the while Gaz was breathing into the cup over her mouth and nose to get the air that she needed to stay down. Eventually Gir put the pig in his head and started to work away at the ship again. He pulled away a huge piece of metal from the side of the ship and passed it to her. Gaz swam up and the cup fell off her mouth. Gir didn't seem to notice so he merely let his air hose float in the water. Once and a while he would look at it and smile. It looked like a noodle. He suddenly felt hungry for Chinese food.
Gaz broke the surface and pulled the metal up. Zim smiled wickedly. "What about this?"
"This'll be perfect. It'll act as a good platform for a while. Now I'll need the shield of the ship. You know, the part where I sit behind so I don't get sucked out into space."
"I know the one."
"Good. That's what I need now."
Gaz dove back into the water.
Zim put the hood of the coat over his head again and began to work at the many pieces that he had before him. He attached piece after piece into a craft that would, hopefully, be able to help him for the while. He connected to glowing rods to each other and shocked himself. He jumped back and sucked on his bruised and burned finger. Then he continued.
It would take a while.
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"Oh! That rotten human! I'll kill her if I ever get my hands on her!"
"Actually… I think she'd kill you…"
Tak sighed and eyed, what she assumed was, Dib from within the darkness of the lab. "Just because that's true doesn't mean I wouldn't be able to whack her a few times on the head."