The Irken Assassin Ch. 12 - The Plan
Sitting on Dib's bed, Zerg holds an irken styled holographic notebook, having a schematic of the Quad-Doomer and its ideal final design. Dib was sitting next to her, looking it over as she explained the plan to end Zim's time on earth, and the entire act needed in order to pull everything off. "The Quad-Doomer should be complete sometime tomorrow, judging on how fast Zim works on the thing. I'll take my own ship-" Zerg gets cut off. "From the Garage, and lead Zim to City Hall..." Dib adds. Zerg gives a quick nod, using a clawed finger to draw an accurate map on a new holographic page. "Which will be protected by a force field, cloaked and surrounded by a cardboard duplicate in its image. Should burn nicely and give the illusion of destroying the leading building. The Earth military will probably want to get involved, so we'll need to watch out for them. They'll probably not even make it on time, though. Naturally I'll have to imitate air support." Zerg then continued. Dib nods. "And if anything goes wrong..." He looks at the schematic again. "I'll use some of your Arrowheads to cut through its weak points in the legs to immobilize it..." he trails off."Then I'll drill threw the center piece to reach Zim, and exterminate him on sight." Zerg finishes, a trace of bravado in her voice. "However, it's not likely things will go wrong."
Zerg glances at the digital clock on Dib's computer screen, then perking up her antennas in surprise at the time. "I should get over to Zim's base." She exclaims, then smirking. "Have to make sure he's almost done with the Quad-doomer." she explains quickly, then placing the schematic down on the bed and standing up, arms crossed and retracing her claws, teleporting in the next second. About a minute later she appears in front of the nearly complete device, it towering high over her by about four stories, the legs bent like those of a giant lizard, balanced on square metal platforms. Zerg flashes a momentary smirk in approval, mentally pitying the fact that such a genius engineer could be so universally seen as defective beyond reconcile. In the otherwise silent room, a null thrumming could be heard from inside the quad-doomer's engine, accompanied by a shrill hiss of a welding tool. Zerg's eyes take on a fierce violet glow as she telepathically contacts her target. "Hey, Zim! Get down here!" she sends, soon rewarded by the quick tapping sound of metal on metal generated as Zim climbs down via spider legs, soon reaching the ground. The spider legs retract back into his pak. "Zerg, it's almost done. This planet's time of freedom and stink is nearly over!" he chuckles. "Just stay out of my way once it's finished and keep to your little air support." he warns. Zerg sighs mentally at how such a short irken possably could think he could threaten someone so much taller. Shrugging it off, she agrees.
"So tell me, exactly how much longer do you estimate this will take?" she asks. Zim looks up at his beautiful creation momentarily. "Give me about another hour and this INGENIOUS device will be complete." He responds, admiration for his own work clear in his voice. "Very good. We'll be ready to conquest this world tomorrow night." she decides. Zim glances at her suspiciously. "We?" he queries. "My sir's and I will need time to prepare my ship to fight off any military." Zerg comments off handedly. "You mean it isn't already?" Zim asks. "Not as much as one would like." she comments, glaring down at the short irken in a manner suggesting him not to question any further. She bows low, partially to look him eye to eye, and then smirks. "Besides, an attack by night is so much cooler than early morning, wouldn't you agree?" she challenges, before teleporting out of the lab, returning to the Membrane household.
"So, how's everything coming along?" Dib asks, getting smirked at. "Zim will be ready in an hour's time." she comments, then looking serious. "I'll need you to go to the City Hall now, my dear ally." she croons, mostly just to see the human's reaction. Dib scratches the back of his head. "Right now? Well, alright. Why so soon?" he asks. "Knowing Zim, he may attack sooner than intended. I need you to set up the cloaking and shields I've installed into City Hall and get the place evacuated, just in case." she dictates. "I see..."
Dib heads out of his house about fifteen minutes later, simply walking through the peaceful night to city hall, the anticipation of the following day weighing him down in the night air. There was a strange, ominous stillness in the air, as if the entire universe was standing in watch, waiting for the end. It was almost as if there was a solid tension all around the boy, as the future was looked upon in an uncertain view. Back inside his house, Zerg watches his leave threw the bedroom window. Once he was out of sight, she turns from the window, looking at the plans left on the bed. Her expression seems to rapidly darken, a look of violent focus appearing in her eyes. Her claws extend and flex in anticipation of the oncoming day.