Chapter 13 Death, with a price
Author's note: YEY MY LUCKY NUMBER 13! lol thank you ALL for leaving reviews! I FEEL SO LOVED! Um *cough* I was just informed that invaders are better than elites in the terms of battle skills, apparently to become an invader you must first become an elite (source: Invader Zim Wiki) …I feel kinda stupid for not knowing that… I wish I would have read that sooner…WELL, in this story, elites will be better than invaders okay? Sorry…HOPE YOU HAVE FUN READING! *WARNING CHARACTER DEATH!...or deaths!*
"We are so firking dead!" Purple said, watching the live feed of a security camera in the Tallest's main office.
On it, they witnessed the death of their three greatest Elites. And watched as Zim and his little human friend made sure each other was okay and then ran into the elevator.
"How on irk could Zim take out ELITES?" Red said flabbergasted. "They have more training then anyone in the whole firken armada!"
"Maybe we underestimated Zim just a little." Purple said, wondering.
"YA THINK!" Red slapped him on the back of the head.
"Well sorry! You don't have to hit me!"
"Sorry, I'm just a little stressed…I CAN"T FIGHT IN THIS IRK AWFUL TALLEST OUTFIT! ZIM IS GOING TO KILL US IN ABOUT FIVE SECONDS UNLESS WE DO SOMETHING!"
"What are we going to do?" Purple asked quietly.
"…I…I don't know…what else can we do?"
"Run away and hide!" Purple said cheerfully.
"NO! Anything but surrendering! We are the almighty tallest for Irk's sake…We should not feel threatened by one little defective irken! I mean we still have more soldiers protecting our door as we speak!"
Suddenly the door was thrown open by a wounded soldier.
"He's COMING! He got through our defenses…HE'S COMING!"
"WHAT?" Red looked at the security cameras and saw wounded soldiers littering the floor on almost all the frequencies. They were not dead, but they were unable to fight.
"Now can we surrender?"
"NO!"
"How about panic?"
"Yeah…why not…"
…..
"Are you ready for this Zim?"
"More than you know earth boy."
Zim kicked open the doors to the Tallest's office.
He walked into the room.
It was…empty.
"What how can this be?" Zim looked around and saw nothing, only some furniture and some snacks and a security system and a tallest hunched under the…wait.
Zim walked over to the desk and flipped it over. Sure enough, Tallest Purple was under there.
"Um, what are you doing?" Zim asked.
"Being a distraction…NOW!"
"ZIM LOOK OUT!" Dib screamed.
Dib lunged and knocked Zim to the ground.
"What?" Zim asked standing up after a few seconds.
Then he saw it.
Tallest Red had been snuck up behind him and was preparing to strike with his spider leg…about to stab him right in the back.
But instead Dib had gotten him out of the way.
Instead the spider leg missed and hit another target.
A purple one.
Red let out a gasp at what he had done.
He pulled his spider leg out of Purple's body.
The leg had pierced Purple's PAK.
He was dying.
He had 10 minutes, but with the wound, it was more like 2…
Red wiped the purple blood from his spider leg and looked angrily at Zim.
"You did this!"
"Ugh! WHY DOES EVERYONE BLAME ME FOR ALL THESE KILLINGS! And NOW I owe Dib for saving my life…AGAIN!" Zim cried out angrily. "I thought I was done with that business!"
Red lunged at Zim. He was filled with rage…and nothing else…he did not shed a tear for his fallen partner. He couldn't. His PAK wouldn't allow it.
Zim pushed Dib off of him so that Dib wouldn't get hit by the attacks.
Red stabbed at Zim with the spider legs.
"YOU LITTLE DEFECTIVE! You couldn't have just died and made everyone a whole lot happier!" Red hissed out in irken.
Zim fought back. He was getting tired out though. He had worked hard all day. He was over working his PAK's energy. But he kept fighting back. He had been trained to fight when he was tired. But unfortunately, Red was not tired at all, he had just begun. Zim was not sure how long he could keep it up. He started to go slower, and did not fight back as much. He started to block more instead of hit.
His moves got slower and slower until…
Thump.
Time seemed to slow down.
"Zim!" Cried a slow motion Dib.
He heard his own heart beat in his antennae.
He looked down at his body to see a spider leg lodged in him.
He turned his head and saw that it was sticking out the other side of his back, barely missing his PAK.
"ZIM!" Dib cried again and slowly ran over to him.
Red backed away, but something was wrong. He had a spider leg in him as well.
It was Zim's.
Red ripped the leg out of him. It had punctured his PAK.
He was dying.
Zim smirked evilly at the Tallest.
He had won, but with a price.
Zim fell to the ground.