The Irken Assassin Ch. 16 - Life and Death situation
Barely a moment to spare, Zim snapped forward his mechanical spider leg at the experienced assassin. Time seemed to stand still for but a moment until the sound of metal striking flesh than wood echoes through the burning room, the roar of the flames no longer audible. A stunned gasp escaped one of the combatants, as Zerg found herself stabbed threw both her hand and chest by the mechanical spider leg, the metal limb simultaneously pinning her to the wooden wall beside the door, a pulsating red orb - an energy core, visible between her body and the wall, slowly flickering out of life. A long smear of bluish green blood stains Zim's mechanical spider leg as Zerg sunk to her knees far as she could in shock, the life in her golden eyes rapidly fading as they close, her body falling virtually limp. Somewhere back on Irk, a surprised and rather disappointed control brain mutters "Deactivating". That moment Zerg looks up at Zim. "Well fought..." she grunts as the core behind her completely dies out. No time to recall those precious memories of life given yet.
The grotesque smell of burning carpet slowly cuts off the breathable air in the room, flames casting macabre shadows against the opposing walls. Deciding it was for the best to get out of here, Zim yanks his spider leg out of the wall and the dead assassin's chest, roughly flicking her off and against the corner of the room. He heads out of the burning room threw the hole left by the quad-doomer's debris, careful not to be seen by the police and firemen just outside as the buildings all around were drenched in water. As Zim makes his escape, the tongues of flame are reflected against the lenses of glasses in the doorway. "No..."
Dib quickly picks Zerg off the ground, along with the dead looking core and carries her off on his back, heading out the same way as Zim. He remembered irkens got ten minutes to live without their paks, and with all he learned from Zim and Skoodge in the last several years, maybe he could save her. He noticed she didn't actually have a pak, but this thing that just appeared may have been her alternate method of staying alive. Crude, but it worked this long.
Sprinting all out, Dib soon reached his house, faster than he imagined he could. He didn't even care as he ran past Gaz and his dad who were watching TV on the couch, soon running down the stairs to his father's lab. He places the irken on one of the tables, then quickly getting to work, only having about three minutes left before his ally would be gone for good. As he desperately strived to restore his apparent friend, time worked against him. He soon replaces the core into the wounded irken's body, not really noticing as his father looked down the stairs and into the lab to see what he was up to, laughably being proven wrong about the whole 'aliens don't exist' thing in a serious situation.
Before he knew it, ten minutes were up. Sighing, Dib mutters "It figures, finally have an ally and she dies..." to himself. Back on Irk, the same control brain in a somewhat happier, though more surprised tone states "Reactivating!" as the one he observes was miraculously restored. Dib sits on the floor, his head hanging, back to the table. A golden eye splits open and claws retract as Zerg slowly sits up on the table, looking around at the suddenly changed surroundings, then down to the human who somehow brought her back. Flashing a rare smile, she places a hand on his shoulder, resulting in Dib snapping back to his feet in surprise. "What?" he gasps in surprise, then smiling as he realized his work was not wasted. "Well, looks like you've earned yourself a victory Dib." Zerg comments, and slowly gets off the table and holding one arm over her chest. She didn't really understand it when Dib then threw his arms around her in a hug, but he saved her life so it was fine. "Thanks."
"Guess para-science is real science after all." Professor Membrane comments as he leaves the room.