Chapter 5

"Bruder? Are you okay?"

Kib sighed as his sister came into the room. He felt her jump up onto his bed and groaned as the jolt seemed to rattle his brain meats.

"Hi Day." He said, turning to look at his sister. "I'm okay. My head is killing me though…"

"Uncle Red is bad, huh? Mommy an' Daddy are gonna catch him again an' prolly he'll get Deactivated!"

"Maybe…" Kib closed his eyes. "Day, can you keep a secret?"

"Yes bruder!" The little smeet crossed her heart, a Hyuuuman habit she had picked up. He ignored his sister's actions however and instead pulled a small metal box out from under his bed.

He opened it, revealing a small version of a PAK. He lifted it out and showed his sister. "I am making a PAK for you, compatible with your more Hyuuuman insides. I left the emotion suppressor out as well, as Mother might have a problem with you having one." He let her hold the small piece of strong plastic in her hands for a moment before taking it back.

"It's really just for me?" She looked up at him in wonder.

"Yup!" He smiled slightly and placed the box back where it had been.

Day giggled and hugged her older brother tightly. "I luv u bruder! Luv u forever!"

"I love you too…" He hugged her back, then watched as she ran out. "Oh, don't tell Mother or Dad!"

"Okay!"

He sighed and leaned back again on his pillows. He was almost asleep again when he heard a beeping in his PAK. With a sigh, he activated the button that sent out the communicator screen. "Elite Kib here." He grumbled drowsily, putting a pillow over his head.

"Kib." The voice of Red sounded from the screen. "Kib, pay attention!"

The boy moaned and took away the pillow. "It's your fault I'm like this. You hit me a bit too hard."

"My apologies." Red told him. "I needed to do that for the plan to work though. I hope you understand."

"I do."

"Now, that box I gave you? Open it up."

Kib rolled over. "ROWEN!"

There was a clattering sound, and a pitch black SIR unit fell out of the closet, it's eyes glowing purple. "Yes, master?"

"Bring me the box Uncle Red gave to me."

"Here." He held up a small, grey box laying nearby, then got to his feet. He walked over and handed it to his master. "This it?"

"Yes. Kib sat up and opened it, revealing a cruel looking dagger. "Where did you get it anyway?"

"Its ancient. Very much so. This was what Irkens had before guns." His uncle replied. "You remember what must be done?"

"Yes. I need to take out what stands in my way of power."

"Very good. But you must practice. Use the worthless scum that crawls on that planet you are on."

"Of course, uncle. Why would I practice using our glorious race?" He lay back down, studying the twisted metal. "Be safe. I'll call you when I am done."

"Goodbye." The screen went dark.

Kib waited for a bit, then laughed. "Stooopid uncle. I know what he wants- me to take out my parents and clear the way, and then he'll step in and kill me! That would leave the throne for him- but I'm not that stooopid. I'll lure him in, with him thinking I will give him the throne. And then-" He grinned, and then cut a slit in his palm, watching the green blood of an Irken ooze out. Just more proof that no matter how much he looked like a Hyuuuman, he never would be one. He put his hand to his mouth and licked off the blood, letting his saliva close the wound. "-Then he will die."

(A/N: … Okay, is it bad that my own OC is scaring me to death?

Kib: *randomly appears behind the author*

Me: 0_0 AAA! *hides under the desk*

Kib: … What? I'm just here to ask if you have a bandage- the cut didn't really stop bleeding… *holds up a hand now dripping in green blood*

Me: Oops! *grabs bandage and ties it around his hand* Sorry about that, hun!

Kib: It's fine. Love my story so far! Good job! *leaves*

Me: Anyway, hope you enjoyed! See you next chapter!)