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I must do that every so often so that the story won't get taken down.

We shall be hearing some of The Phoenix's wise words. I think after this chapter, things will get clearer and make more sense. But that just me.

Sorry for my craziness in the last chapter.

"Yo-yo's were invented to be weapons."-Me.

How can I explain this so that you can understand? I believe I should start out as to tell you who I am.

I am the last Phoenix, this to humans, may seem down right insane. There are no Phoenixes, many I know would cry out. But there are or were Phoenixes, once in great numbers, but now only one.

I never used to live on this planet that some Irkens call home. I was born on Earth, when people lived in caves and fought with sticks. I must say it was fun; my parents always let me play with others creatures that the humans feared. I remember when the humans stayed away and we lived in peace, most of us but few would venture away from that, but not many. It was these creatures actions that made us flee from Earth. I had lived one life cycle when we had to flee. The humans had found ways to harm and kill us, and we fled. This wasn't the first we had to flee from a planet, so by now we didn't think twice about it.

I must stop here with my personal history, it would take too long to tell about and I merely don't have the time.

As we traveled from planet to planet, only one seemed to fits us and wanted us. It was Irk. I must say this Irkens were a very tricky race but very pleasant all the same. We marveled at their ability to heal and to lead. This was what brought us closer. We lived like this for many centuries. I had lived through three life cycles before things got out of hand.

The Irkens had been invaded by a rival planet and captured for experiments for their race. This is where the classes began. After what seemed like fifty years the invading race lost interest in us and left us alone, our planet badly scared. It was at this time when the first Irken had a Pak.

His name was Derisy; he was bright and advanced then others but was loving. That all changed when he got the Pak. He lost his interest in his planet and talked nothing but revenge. Many of us Phoenixes were on his side, and as his best friend I also joined. I realize now that was the worst mistake I had ever made.

Irkens already were advance with their technology but Derisy made it even more. He told the other Irkens about his Pak and what it could do; he soon began to make copies and implanted them in Irkens. Some were not too pleased with this and refused the offer. This was the first class. The OI or Original Irken class. The other class was the MI or Machine Irken class.

I'm sad to say that the OI class did not last long, and fell to the MI's.

I, like I had said, do not have much time and must wrap this up.

During the rule of Tallest Fernde, did the last class start. The NI class or Natural Irken class. The only thing different with this class was, they did not live on Paks. I owe this to my mate, who made the first NI possible the one who carries on this task of saving other Irkens from a horrorable death. Deamos.

To make a long story short, I was saved by Deamos and founded the planet Ioa, which Deamos named in honor of my only child. This is the home of the NI's, our original plan was to take back Irk, but much to our horror, it is unsolvable or too far along in death to save.

This is where I end my little lesson. Somehow the Irkens found a way to bond my DNA with Irken DNA. I fear that she will break under the stress. But, she has, in many cases come through. I just hope I can find the strength to tell her it wasn't her fault that caused the death of many NI's.

This ends now, the terror that are now the MI's must be brought down! All NI's must join and bring them down! Be peaceful with them and ask them to join, if not, they must be killed! Do not fail my little ones, the terror must end now!

To be received by any and all NI's that are ready to fight.

From, The Last Phoenix Flarentine.

--In Gaz's room—

Nova sat up with freight. 'Did Flare just declare war?!' Nova jumped out of bed only to fall down with the sharp pain that ripped through her leg. She ground her teeth together and opened the door slowly. 'Wait a sec; she said any NI's who are ready to fight. I'm far from ready, but…! Damn you Zanta! You knew she would declare war soon! When I get my hands on you…!!'

But Nova calmed herself down; she wouldn't be able to fight till Zanta picked her up. She then slowly and painfully made her way down stairs.

Dib was sick of watching TV at this point, Gaz and Sen, had wondered to the kitchen and was spending their time in there. While he was out here, watching how tape is made. 'Why tape?' His head spun around when he heard something come walking down the stairs.

The person was in fact Nova and this was the first time Dib got a good look at her. She had a lighter shade of green then Zim's. Her antennae did super curls as they went down her back. Her eyes were a calming deep shade of blue, her shirt also most matching only in a lighter tone. She wore tight black pants and black boots. The only thing out of place was that she wore no gloves and her hands were naked to the world. Dib also pointed out that she had two long thick eye lashes that framed her eyes perfectly.

"Aahh…." He was lost for words.

"Eh? Dib right? You have anything I could eat?" 'Why is he looking at me like that?'

"Huh? Eat…food? What? Wait. Repeat that?" 'Man she's pretty.'

"Do you have any food?"

Gaz, picking up the sound of Nova's voice came in.

"Nova you woke up. How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay, just a little light headed. Painkillers will do that to you."

Gaz nodded, as if she understood. "We have some pizza if you want some."

Nova let out a breath of relief. "I have no idea what that is but I'm just not caring at the moment."

Gaz gave a small chuckle and lead Nova into the kitchen.

My brain is saying stop and so I'm stopping here. Always listen to your brain when you're writing stories.

Not much to say only I wish it wasn't this short.