avatar: Taking a break from the Zim/Gaz/Dib/Reapir/Gir conflict this chapter. However, they will be back next chapter. You cannot miss the end of this chapter! Minimoose will now disclaim things!
Minimoose: Squeeee...(translation: avatarjk137 does not own Invader Zim, but he does own Kloof and the anonymous messenger Irken. FEAR ME!)
avatar: Right then!
Chapter 7
Most Wanted
The messenger ran to Spleen's quarters. Spleen had finished his invasion early, and was filling the position of head of the Irken Military Police until the next Operation: Impending Doom. "Yes, what is it?" Spleen said, putting down the popcorn he had been eating as he filled out some important documents on his computer.
"SIR!" The messenger saluted: even though he was Spleen's height, Spleen had shown himself as a more competent leader, and gained Invader status. "The new most wanted and other caution list ENTRIES are in!"
"Right! Who do we have?"
"Adding to Lard Nar, Shloonktapooxis, and Spleenk on the Resisty Officers section of the most wanted list, is Kloof."
Spleen fidgeted nervously. Since his rebel status had become public a month ago, Kloof's name was the scariest thing an Irken soldier could think of, including incurring the wrath of The Tallest. Kloof was credited with every kill since then of Irkens tracking the Resisty, although some of that could have been hype. No longer genetically bound to the Empire (thanks to extensive brain damage from a teleporter accident caused by Zim), Kloof knew the Irken Armada from an insider's point of view. His piloting skills were second to few, and his hand-to-hand skills were second to none. "Give me the file and I'll type it in."
Kloof
Race: Irken/Cyborg
Crimes: Grand Treason, Being a Resisty Officer
Bounty: 7,000,000,000,000 Monies: Dead or Alive
DO NOT ATTEMPT TO DETAIN OR KILL ALONE!
"That's quite a bounty. I hope the TALLEST will be happy when most of the Empire's BOUNTY hunters turn up dead." Spleen looked up. "You said you had an addition to the other caution list too?
"Yessir. Tak is to be added to the list." Captain Spleen took the file. He read through it:
Tak
Race: Irken
Occupation: Janitorial Squad/Rogue Agent
Status: Tak is a loose cannon with a dangerous temper. If you see her, comply with her requests, but otherwise ignore. Contact Irken police immediately for monitoring!
"I went to Invader Academy with Tak. She was quite talented, but 'loose cannon' is an accurate description." Spleen chuckled to himself, as he opened up the other caution list file. "This one time, she crammed our piloting instructor into his own left boot because he wouldn't let her correct him on his landing procedure lecture. She was right, too. Then there were her manipulation powers…" Still chuckling, he typed the information in, directly below:
Zim
Race: Irken
Occupation: 'Invader'/Food Service Drone
Status: Zim is incompetent to the point where he is a danger to the empire. Anything important that he touches meets a horrible, horrible fate. He is to be kept out of Irken Empire airspace, if possible.
"Give it up, Kloof! You and your filthy betrayer skills cannot defeat me!" Tak was chasing Kloof around one of the moons, shooting at him with hundreds of missiles. He couldn't shake her, and even shooting his missiles backwards into her missiles, he was still taking hits. His Squidge gunship was designed with a reasonable amount of armor, but it wouldn't last all that much longer.
He finally found what he was looking for: This moon's mirror apparatus. He flew over it, and fired a blast from his BLT straight down. "Try and follow me through this!" The beam hit the mirror and rocketed back upwards, on a collision course with Tak's ship.
"Nice try, Kloof, but I'm the best pilot in the Irken Empire!" She narrowly avoided the blast, which would have surprised another pilot and killed them, and stopped firing missiles from her pods. She boosted her ship until she was directly under Kloof, forcing him to pull up and away from the moon.
"Crap. What's she planning now?" In his rearview monitor, he saw the six missile pods begin to glow white, and crackle with blue lightning. "There's no way! That weapon is ONLY theoretical!"
"I applied the theory," Tak replied, her voice filled with pride. "Now…" she set some sliders on her control panel to 'MAXIMUM WHITEOUT'. "FULL SPECTRUM CANNON… FIRE!" Each weapon pod on her ship glowed a different color. Together, they formed a color wheel around Tak's cockpit. Six beams, one from each pod, joined together in front of the ship. They combined into a black sphere, which turned into a beam of darkness, firing right at Kloof.
"Whoa!" Kloof weaved his ship under the beam. It reflected off of one of the orbital mirrors, bounced to the other moon, and shot back towards Kloof. Again, Kloof dodged the devastating black beam. The beam kept going, and struck one of Jupiter's moons, which exploded in a blinding white flash. When the ship's viewscreens showed images that weren't all white again, Kloof gloated, "nice try, Tak, but I'm no novice... Tak?" She wasn't on any viewscreen, or the radar. "Where is she?"
"This is what happens to those who earn my displeasure." Tak's ship shot up from right below Kloof, the wings glowing. The left wing cut a deep gouge in Kloof's ship. "THEY ALL DIE!" Tak laughed, as Kloof began to lose control of his ship.
"I have one more trick up my sleeve, Tak," Kloof responded solemnly. He set his ship on a collision course with one of the moons. Tak watched as the ship crashed into the moon, shattering the mirror array. A small explosion followed.
"Fool. His death only delayed my plans to destroy this DIRTBALL!" Tak began to laugh maniacally again, as Mimi watched emotionlessly.
End of Chapter
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