"Automated transmission from Zim's base," a drone announced. "It's been destroyed."
"Is the live camera feed still working?"Asked Tallest Red.
"Yes, it appears to have survived," another drone announced.
"Well then pull it up!" commanded Tallest Purple.
A dark Earth night and a decimated crater of what used to be a base appeared on the screen. Bits and pieces of destroyed technology littered the ground. A boy with scythe-like hair cautiously approached the crater. He bent down and picked up a chunk of machinery that was once a PAK.
"Finally!" he shouted, raising his hands in the air. "Earth is rid of the alien menace!"
Slowly the screen distorted and finally cut off. Everyone began to cheer.
"Zim's dead!"
Unknown to any of the celebrating beings, red eyes glowed behind a long forgotten building. The creature stroked a claw over his new blue and silver PAK. He smirked.
"Too easy," the figure chuckled.