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Invader Zim- The End?
Chapter 29
Chase Through The Streets
The streets were a bustle, little children everywhere. It would have truly been a wonderful sight if not for the fact that it was being seen through the eyes of a being that utterly despised Bludgeons with every pore in his green, alien skin.
Zim regarded the Bludgeons as filth. Stains upon the black canvass that was the universe, they were nothing more than that in his eyes. He sneered at them from underneath the cover of his Bludgeon disguise.
Gaz walked along next to him, quietly examining the area. She looked at each Bludgeon that they passed and each one that passed them. They didn't seem like a very corrupt or war-starting people like the Irkens were. In fact, most of the Bludgeons in the area looked like they had absolutely no idea what was going on beyond the barrier of their atmosphere. They seemed so oblivious to what was happening outside of their planet. Though she didn't smile back so many Bludgeons smiled at her. Nobody even took in the fact that she was not one of them. She was also sure that they were aware of Zim's horrible disguise. It was even worse than the one that he had on earth.
Zim sneered as a male Bludgeon nodded and smiled towards him. "These people are so…"
"Peaceful?" Gaz inquired.
"No!" Zim snapped. "Weird. I mean… Come on! Blue skin!? That's even stranger than you earthlings and your flabby pink bodies."
Gaz looked at her hand. "We're not flabby."
"So you say."
Gaz rolled her eyes. They landed on a piece of paper that was barely hanging onto a pole that was in the street. In theory, an alien species was meant to be highly advanced, with ray guns, space ships, and teleporter pads. However, the Bludgeons were not unlike humans. Their civilization was not very different. They had standard streets, though without pavement or tar, as well as poles and buildings. The only real difference was that the buildings looked to be made out of dirt; a silicon-based substance glimmered on the walls, making Gaz believe that the buildings were made hard like human bricks because of it.
She stopped a moment, not noticing Zim walking on, and stared at a tavern that read 'Bligar's Bar and Pub.' She couldn't help but remember Bob's Bar and Pub back on earth. She'd frequently seen men come out of that place, drunk and dizzy. But everyone that came out of Bligar's seemed perfectly fine. She wondered if a bar was the same here as it was on Earth.
Zim realized that Gaz was no longer with him. He turned around, spotting her walk into the pub. "Hey! Gaz-human! Where are you going?" He frowned, surprised, as she shrugged off the question and then disappeared behind the door to Bligar's Bar and Pub. The Irken grimaced from inside the suit and then used three levers to turn the rig around and have it walk into the building, after his human 'friend'.
The place was quite calm for a pub. There were no fights on the verge of coming forth and no one seemed to be drunk. There were a few Bludgeon men gambling over by the back tables. A music box played some sort of strange tune; it was rather like a sort of gothic music but with a pop background. The language that the singer bellowed was slurred and difficult to understand, most likely the Bludgeon language. There was a fat Bludgeon behind the bar; he was quietly clicking his mouse with a strange model of computer. It was purple and gray with odd piece of metal and bars sticking out.
Gaz stood next to Zim, she hadn't moved after entering the bar. Figuring that their might be something to do she pressed on, walking right up to the counter. Zim followed, all the while barking commands for her to follow him out and for them to continue on their way.
She sat down on strange, swirling chair at the bar and looked at the bartender. He raised a brow at her and then stood up. "Saigo ni hilthriop gre?"
Now it was Gaz's turn to raise a brow. She scratched her head. "Uh… Speak any English?"
"Certainly ma'am. As well as Vorteon, Pignese, Kelfic, and Bracmin. Now," he said, leaning on the counter. "Why is something who only speaks English in the bar, miss?"
"I don't only speak English. French is also in my vocabulary and I'm interested in Latin and Japanese."
"I'm not familiar with those languages. Pray tell… What planet do you come from?"
"Earth."
"I'm not familiar with that one."
"I'm surprised you're familiar with any planets."
"Oh? You're aware of our little technology crisis?"
Gaz nodded. "What have you got to drink?" she asked, changing the subject. She didn't see a menu and so she figured that asking the Bludgeon as the best thing to do.
"First off, how old're you?"
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Gaz and Zim sat a table close to the back of the pub. Gaz quietly sipped at the strange, purple, foaming liquid. Apparently on the Bludgeons' home world a child of her age was allowed to drink, what they called, 'Kiyavima'. It was a sweet tasting drink, not bitter like she'd expected. The foam brushed up by her lips and she rubbed it away with her hand each time she pulled the glass away.
Zim growled at her. "I don't see why on Irk we had to come in here. There's nothing of interest in this place so why did you bother to walk in through the doors in the first place, Gaz-human?"
Gaz took another drink from her Kiyavima. "I was thirsty."
Though she couldn't see his face, Gaz could hear the heavy breathing from inside the suit as Zim's temper raised. She could even sense his anger in the very air. Smiling at herself for making the Irken so irritated she took another sip, diminishing the drink to its very last drop. She looked at the spare foam at the base of her glass and swished it around a little bit before turning to Zim.
"You should really try one of these. They're not bad. Sweet."
She heard Zim grunt from inside the suit. "Not likely. I'll never be caught dead drinking any of this garbage. This planet is disgusting, the people are disgusting and I have no doubts in my enormous Irken brain that the food and drinks are just as grotesque and disgusting as the rest of this place. I'll never drink that. Not ever."
Gaz smirked. "You're just afraid you'll fry your insides."
"… That too…"
She smiled again and then walked over to the bar for another drink. Zim was left alone at the table, playing with a few of the knobs and buttons in his suit. He commanded the disguise to balance a utensil on the nose. He didn't know what the strange utensil was called but it looked like a fork but with many more spikes and in many more directions.
"Oi! Mate, who's the strange-looking creature that been following you around, eh?"
Zim turned around. There were 3 Bludgeon men behind him with one Bludgeon female. The men were quite strong and sturdy looking. They each had similar uniforms on. It was only after Zim recognized them as the same uniforms from the ship behind the moon did he realize that they were part of the Bludgeon army. The one that had spoken to him had four badges on his left shoulder. Zim assumed that he had the higher rank of the four and that he was the leader in their small group.
"Uh… That's Gaz. A human from the planet Earth."
"Oh! The planet with the last invader!" stated the girl Bludgeon. She had bright purple hair that was tied into a tight ponytail behind her head. Her ears shot up at the mention of Earth. "I was sent to that planet to observe the invader that took post there. I actually never got the chance to find him. I was so entranced with how similar to our own planet Earth is!"
Zim rolled his eyes inside the suit. "You've got that right."
"I just loved Earth," she continued. "The bright blue sky, the towering buildings, the pavement on the ground. The humans are so fascinating. I don't know why the Irken Empire would want to wipe them out. It seems rather sad that such a wonderfully fantastic race has to go to waste." She paused and looked over at Gaz. "I think it was very sweet of you to save that human… uh…"
"Zim."
"Oh? That's an odd name. Anyways, I think that it was very sweet of you to go to all of the trouble you must have gone to just to rescue that one human from a dying planet. I mean, once an Irken leader sets sight on a planet then there's no way that the planet can be saved. It's wonderful that you're doing some good in the universe. When it all ends for the universe I'm sure that you'll end up in a good place."
"Huh?" Zim was confused. "What do you mean, 'when it all ends for the universe'?"
This time it was the Bludgeon beside the female that spoke. "Didn't you go to the meetings? Oh, wait. I get it. You're a late recruit right?" When Zim nodded he continued. "Well, Gagnor and Gagnex don't know it yet but Bruton is going to cleanse the universe He said that first we'll get ride of the Irkens. Then we have to get rid of Gagnor and Gagnex because they've been contaminated by technological means. So, once they're out of the way, we'll spread our insight to the entire space that life occupies and clean every speck of filth from this existence."
"How so?"
"Why, a Hurtle Bomb of course!"
Zim began to sweat in his suit. He couldn't help himself now. "A-Are you all crazy!? A Hurtle Bomb!? That's the most powerful weapon ever created! Not to mention it will destroy everything!"
"Well duh. That's the point. By destroying the universe we not only get ride of all filth but also all sin." The leader scratched his head. "Why? Do you have something wrong with this plan?"
"Of course I do! You'll destroy everything! Does the rest of the planet even know!?"
"No. It's going to be a surprise," said the girl. "Otherwise, we'd have too many civilians getting in the way. They haven't been enlightened like we have. They haven't experienced what we have. Once they do that they'll realize that this is the only way to save the universe and everyone in it. By destroying everything we purge existence of the stains that we are and make way for a new beginning to start."
Zim stood up in the suit. He turned around, calling over to Gaz, who was still over at the bar.
"Hey! What's wrong?" asked the one of the four that'd been quiet during the conversation. "Didn't you go through the training to prepare you for it?"
Too panicked to bother answering Zim hurried over to his companion. However, in his horribly wobbly run he knocked over a table, tumbling over top of it and then onto the floor. As he fell the suit ripped on a nail that was sticking out from the table that he tripped on and was then torn open. The locks that supported Zim let go on impact as a defense mechanism so that the Irken would not be trapped and then injured when inside. However, he was worse off when outside. The green alien slipped out from the suit and rolled across the floor, landing at Gaz's feet.
She looked down at him in surprise, just finishing her drink. "What the hell are you doing?"
The Bludgeon female pointed to Zim. "Wait! I remember you! You're the final Irken invader! I saw a picture of you before going down to Earth! You're the final Irken from the Empire that we have to cleanse!"
"Stop!" yelled the captain.
Gaz frowned. "Okay. Let me rephrase that. What the hell did you DO?"
"No time!" Zim got to his feet, grabbing Gaz's arm as he ran for the door. The bludgeons ran after him, pushing tables and chairs out of the way. They were like giants, hurtling through the bar and after the two as they passed out the doorway and then ran down the street.
Gaz pulled her arm away from Zim about a block after they'd made it out of the bar. They ran, neck and neck, down the street, the Bludgeon army officers following them all the way. The two passed by children, women, men and old folks, hurrying away from the thundering four. But their pursuers kept their pace, gradually gaining speed on the Irken and the human. No matter how fast Zim and Gaz tried to run the Bludgeons still managed to gain in their speed and push forwards, nearly able to grip their collars. The long strides and fact that they were more muscular only made it more difficult to evade their grabbing, blue hands. All the while they ran the Bludgeons behind them were barking orders at people on the street, telling them to get in front of Zim and Gaz, ordering them to stop the fleeing two.
Several Bludgeons obeyed what they were told to do and they jumped in front of Gaz as she tried to avoid a blue hand from behind her. Several others grabbed for Zim, helping in the effort to capture him. It seemed that each time they evaded the grasp of one another would come out of nowhere in front of them and would then grab for their throats as well.
Gaz spotted a narrow ally, not nearly large enough for a Bludgeon to get through at their size. The only one that might be able to get through would have been the female, who was slimmer with skinnier legs and arms. She didn't take any chances and pulled Zim into the ally. He didn't protest as she did so.
The Bludgeon men that had been following them crashed into the walls, the leader was stuck in the crack. Gaz and Zim stopped once inside the crack between the buildings. They looked back at the mass of Bludgeons trying to get through the opening. The two were about two meters away from the opening, not bothering to take any risks. Zim smiled, sticking his lizard-like, stripped tongue out at the Bludgeons.
There was a coughing sound from behind the mass. The two Bludgeons in the crack pulled away hard to reveal the female Bludgeon. She would fit nicely in the opening. She smiled at Gaz and Zim as panic crept back onto their faces.
"Hilmin, go with Tran and Yumo and cut them off at the fountain." They saluted to her and then raced off, the flock of men that had accompanied them dispersed at that point.
Then the female raced in after Gaz and Zim who had already took off down the ally.
Zim pushed over a few things that were in the narrow ally. A couple of trashcan-like objects and one that looked like it had once been alive. But the girl jumped over each one, hurrying towards them with gaining speed.
They crossed out the opening at the end of the ally and pulled back into the light.
"You there! Irken! Human! Stop!"
The three, Hilmin, Yumo, and Tran, were right behind them, coming around the corner.
Gaz rolled her eyes as she ran. "IS THERE NO END TO THIS CONSTANT CHASING!?" It was right there and then that she thought of something. Concentrating hard Gaz willed for a single thing to happen, hoping that it would work if she just wished for it hard enough. Sure enough, she felt the tingling in her back. "Zim," she said, turning to him and panting. "Use your spider legs."
Zim slapped his head. "Why do I never think of that!?"
"You haven't used them much lately."
"True. Okay, come here. I'll give you a lift."
"No thanks." Gaz was lifted into the air by four robotic spider legs. These were unlike Zim's. Gaz's PAK was a prototype new development that Zim had been ordered to test, just in case it were to explode, a few years ago. The legs were black; the joints flowing smoothly like new limbs on her body. Zim's were still the old type of gray-silver. The joints were rather like a robot's and they didn't work nearly as well as hers. Regardless, they both pressed on, speeding ahead of the Bludgeons.
"We're gaining speed!" Zim exclaimed.
"Duh."
They rounded a corner, looking back. The Bludgeons were still on the previous street, barking at Gaz and Zim to stop.
Neither of them saw what was coming up just then. As they turned around they caught sight of a large group of Bludgeon children that blocked their paths. In a panic Gaz swerved to her left. Zim swerved to his right. They collided with a large crashing sound and the clanking sound of clashing metal. Two of Zim's spider legs broke. One of Gaz's broke off.
They tumbled forwards, no longer balanced by the four legs. Gaz crashed into a building and was sent backwards. She could see the Bludgeons from before rounding the corner and staring at the collision between the two and the buildings. Obviously they were wondering what the hell they missed. Zim toppled forwards, tripping over a cart full of melons. The cart Bludgeons yelled out, 'my melons!' before Zim crashed into Gaz again.
Splashing and sloshing sounds could be heard around them as they toppled backwards into a vat of green liquid. It swirled around Gaz and Zim, soaking them in the process. Zim's arms reached out, grabbing the sides of the fountain that they had just fallen into. He pulled Gaz up by her PAK and they both lifted their bodies out, sticking their feet over the side and sitting up properly, utterly dripping with green water.
Someone sat next to them, sputtering and wiping her eyes with her long blue fingers. Gaz and Zim turned to the two Bludgeon girls in the fountains next to them. One was looking rather baffled; she had soft features, blue hair and bright white eyes that sat behind her bangs. The second of the two, on the other hand, looked incredibly infuriated. She cracked her blue knuckles after pushing her short green hair from her face. Her long ears pressed back on either side of her head.
"You two are going to pay for that," said the angry girl.
"Wait Ala." The softer faced of the two put a hand in front of the angry girl to stop her from beating Zim and Gaz into the next galaxy. She stared at Zim for a moment. "You're Zim, right?"
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