I Dream of Freedom: Pursuit of Happiness

by tisvana18

Back then it was good and fine. No worries no troubles just them together. But then she came and set this nightmare upon our souls, All we wanted was Freedom. We had that and happiness, but it all crashed down that day." Chapter 10: Narrator

10. Bridge Chapter

Okay next Chapter of I Dream of Freedom: Pursuit of Happiness. The next chapter Lon's born so

since it's been 5 weeks in the story this is...Week 4? Either way this chapter's a little boring except for

the parts with Hally (Narrator) or Keltic. How did I make Keltic a sticking character?

Concerning the Smeet

Narrator (Hally)

So it was the fourth week for Tak, She'd starting wearing her disguise around so that it made her

look a little thinner. An issue had been pressing her since Skool started the day after Christmas, how

would they raise it? Like a human or Irken? And as for Irk, Everything was fine. Well before Quinn

ruled. I have this nagging feeling that something happened before I remember. Like Back then it was

good and fine. No Troubles no Worries. But then she came and set this nightmare upon our souls, All

we wanted was Freedom. We had that and happiness, but it all crashed down that day. I don't know

why though, it's just nagging.

Tak

I lied down on the couch in thought. Mimi was by me talking to GIR. Rolling over I looked at them.

I wanted to say something, but as of this moment I hold more angst than a hormonal teenage girl. Lea

was at Skool with Zim, except she had a disguise of Middle Skool so she could fit in better. "Mimi? I

need your opinion." I said quietly to my SIR unit. My voice was hoarse for no real reason, my Pak

was probably non-fatally malfunctioning. "Yes Mistress?" Mimi asked turning to me. "I've been

wondering this, to raise the smeet like a human or Irken?" I asked Mimi cocked her head confused.

"Well do you ever plan to go to Irk? Because if you don't then like a human. It wouldn't take being

an alien it's best it never knows." Mimi said. I nodded. "What do you think it is?" I asked bored now.

I've been wanting to talk all week, but I've been up to my neck in how to take care of the thing. And

I'm not sure but I think Zim's hiding from me. Because he's been starting fights with Dib. Whiner.

Mimi thought for a second. "You know I kind of hope it's a male, because then when it gets old

enough to do the whole awesome Irken thing you guys do when you become snobbish, it will at least

have self respect." Mimi said shrugging. "I kind of think it's male as well." I said sighing. "Zim

probably thinks it's a female." I added. "You feel like killing him for no reason?" Mimi asked. I

nodded. That's all I've been feeling this week. And Nausea. My vomiting stopped, but not the horrid

nausea. I'm sure Computer never wants to see anything sick again. "Eh, you guys KNOW I can check

right? You know, since you gave me enough Smeetery information to build a Pak, and anything else

right?" Computer said annoyingly. "We'd rather not know." I told computer. "Well whenever tomorrow,

or when you have to HAVE the thing I think you might want to know what to cuss it out as Bitch or

Jackass" Computer said annoyed. I raised an eye. "Why would I do that?" I asked. "Well I'd take this

time to explain that it feels like your lower lip being pulled to the back of your neck and then RIPPING

OFF, but maybe you can just wait to have the smeet and break all the windows in the base." Computer

commented vaguely. I shuddered. "Computer you worry me." I hissed. The computer made an annoyed

sigh and shut up. "I think it's 2:00 Let's prepare to attack Zim."

" Okay"

Keltic

Panting for air I found a working ship off the Massive, I had been stuck here for weeks. It was

falling apart. "This place has finally lost it's pink glow." As my mother would say. Another thing. I

Actually had a mother, Quinn who can read minds will figure this out sometime. I was a natural born.

No I was a Virken, not one of the Original five born in labs, but one of the victims of them injecting a

poor unsuspecting Irken. I gasped. Didn't Zim and Tak? Irk, that was part of Quinn's plan! To Distract

Zim and Tak so she can rule the universe! She's evil! And that poor smeet! When she realizes it's actual

power she'll try to kill it! I've got to find Zim and Tak before she does! But first I have to find a way to

stall her. "Let's see if I am crazy" I muttered, I was considered crazy for sorcery. In all truth it was my

Virken powers doing the work, but unlike Tisvana who was put into a zoo after birth and had time to

work on hers, or Quinn who used drugs to advance, Chanting helped me focus on my dangerous

unstable powers. I hated it that they were as powerful as Quinn's though. That's why she can't kill me.

"Guagey May Kriitians Wyoke Qek." I muttered in Irken, and the ship rocked. I heard a booming

sound, the sweet sound of stuff being turned into projectiles. So Sorrowfully I got into the escape pod

and it blasted me. I pulled out a picture of Nik. "Why did you have to be so stupid? You could have

survived and avoided all of this! Stupid, stupid, STUPID, Irken!" I cried into it. "Because of you even

if I convince the 'heroes' to help, we're all doomed. I don't even have a SIR unit." I cried. I turned

around to the controls, and a MIR unit sat there, with a huge hole in it's head. "Doomed? No SIR unit?

Better you can have a MIR unit. The last in the universe." She said. "Who-You have a hole! How did

you survive being discharged?" I asked astonished. " Well to answer your first question, I am Mal.

Tisvana's MIR unit. I don't know, I just woke up." Mal said looking away. "I remember you! You nearly

cut my arm off with a scalpel! And you're Quinn's BKR units best friend!" I stuttered. "Hally. She has

no clue who I am. Quinn erased her memory, but she has my jewels." Mal informed. I nodded. So the

BKR unit had a friend. "How do I know you aren't a spy?" I hissed "Ask Zim He'll vouch for me. Or

GIR, but ask Zim. GIR just likes me because I look like him in a dress." She said shrugging. "Why

not Tak? The smart one?" I hissed. "Because I didn't save her life, so they could escape, tell Mistress

of Quinn, and end in me dying so that we could WIN that battle for the Massive" Mal listed. "Why did

you not save her?" I asked. "In all respect this is my fault." She said sighing. I raised a laser. "How?"

I hissed. "I'm the reason they fell in love, I fueled their friendship, and she kissed him so he wouldn't

kill himself. I betrayed Tisvana so I could protect her." Mal said. I lowered my laser. "My Irk. I have

the Kriis MIR unit." I said under my breath. "There is a way to stop Quinn, but....You won't like it. I

don't" Mal said sadly. "How? Anything!" I said shaking her. "It's a dangerous shuffle, but she needs to

get the smeet. If it really is technically hers, she won't hurt it. It's instinct. There's still the invisible line

connected to her. But it's impossible, because 1. Zim and Tak wouldn't ever believe it's Quinn's, 2. That

would involve kidnapping ALL of them. Including Helena. Because then Zim and Tak would be after

us like angry wolves and not think twice about killing us. Not twice. Even if we do save the Empire."

Mal said sadly. "I wouldn't risk a smeet's life!" I hissed. "I told you! I didn't like it! But it IS the only

way, that or suicide which Mistress is highly against." Mal said. "Mistress? I thought you said-" "I

know my Mistress is Tisvana. I'm talking about the drugs! Quinn's an Addie! Quinn only takes doses.

But if we wanted to indirectly end this we lace it. She'll die, but....Mistress wouldn't agree to help us."

Mal explained. I sighed. "How about we guard the smeet." I suggested. "There's a snowballs chance in

Hell that Tak and Zim would leave that smeet alone, they'll have a babysitter, a CIV unit, hell I think

they might find another Irken who's a murderer to watch the thing." Mal laughed. "Why?" I asked.

"GIR" Mal said as if it was obvious. She noticed my picture of Nik. "Did she kill him?" Mal asked. I

nodded. "You're a Virken aren't you?" She asked after that. I nodded again. "Of the time I spent being

dead I found out something horrible. She killed everyone I knew. All SIR, CIV, BKR, and MIR units."

Mal said sadly. Horrible. "How far away is Earth?" I asked. "Years away. The Massive moved away

when the Tallest ruled. The only reason in the Fight for the Massive they got here so fast, is because

Tak actually had a teleporter locked on to coordinates. So they actually teleported the ship and that's

how Quinn didn't hear them." Mal explained. "Shit, that means the smeet's doomed." I muttered. 'No,

Zim and Tak will let that thing out of their sight like a snowball's chance in Hell.' I thought.

"Fine a Three year journey it is."

Tak

"Come on Zim!" I hissed. "No! It will not be raised like those filthy, disgusting, HORRIBLE,

worms!" Zim argued. "But we're never going back to Irk! And if it's ANYTHING like you, it's better

to blend in from the start." I argued back. "Anything like me? What does that mean! I blend in fine!"

He hissed offended. "Zim I don't care what you think about this, I'm right! It should be raised like a

human!" I hissed. He rolled his eyes. "Okay then Tak. Since you've come to this conclusion HOW do

you raise it like a human?" He asked. "You know! Well, uh...Let's see...Skool! And er...All that other

stuff." I said thinking. "Skool. Yeah that makes sense. And if it's ANYTHING like me, it'll have a hard

time working the hologram you insist we all wear. Except GIR" Zim hissed. "It won't know it's Irken

Zim, once we see it do Anything sentient we give it a hologram!" I explained. "Tak, it'll freak out when

it looks down and it has different clothes, run to a mirror and freak out that it's skin's green." Zim

hissed. "It won't do that!" I hissed. "You're right it'll run to us screaming about being a horrible alien"

Zim hissed. I opened my mouth for another argument, but Zim actually was winning this. "But it's

growing up here on Earth, I don't think we should make it feel....Alienated." I said stopping. "Exactly!

Alienated! Irk! Tak. If it's ANYTHING like you it'll use those type of words. It annoys the crud out

of me. " He hissed. I grinned if he was turning this into a battle of feeling discriminated that meant I

turned the tables. "It'll be easier if it THINKS it's human then it'll act like that in public." I said

convincingly. "Fine! Raise it like a human, and that is?" He asked trying to turn this. "Feeding it! Eh...

Okay! Since you're so KNOWLEDGABLE about Irkens? How do you raise it like an Irken?" I asked.

He pointed a finger at me. "You win this round Tak." He hissed. "Zim I win Every round." I told him.

He glared away arrogantly and I rolled my eyes. "Old habits die hard eh Zim?" I asked breaking the

silence. "Yeah sure whatever" He said losing interest in the conversation. "I'm taking that as a yes." I

said rolling my eyes. I have no clue how hard it is for him not to break down and get into an argument

with me like it was when I first moved in, but for me it was murder. He is just so...FUN! Fun to argue

with! But now since we try not to argue, it's been boring.

"Fine Zim"

Narrator

Tak walked off arrogantly because they had nothing left to talk about, and Zim had lost interest in

the conversation, Everything had calmed down on Irk, except for the waiting on hands and feet for

Quinn. But at the smeet's birth it would all change. Because a lady like Quinn isn't kept in the dark for

long. And Doesn't like being kept in the dark. Quinn's nerves were easy right now, since she's gotten

power. It's like trying to hit a piñata in the dark. Because if there isn't one, whatever you hit isn't

going to be happy. And Quinn is one of those things in the dark that won't be happy.

Yes I know all stories were suspended I just want to get past Lon's birth right now. Don't get my

piñata thing?Well señor or señorita it's just a saying. I've gone happy with the tilde key. Alt-6-7-6.

I like it.