Chapter 14
I'm still here, please help…
The words that were written on the note seemed shaky, and a few times you could see the red ink fly outwards towards the edges of the paper as if her hand had slipped. A few times words had been furiously scribbled out, but the words were always the same message. Help.
The note made me uneasy for some reason, I'm not quite sure why, but by the way Zim was lightly pressing his weight on both feet in alternation, I'm guessing he was too. We quickly returned to the base without a word and once inside Zim turned to me so quickly that I stumbled back slightly.
"Well human it appears we have a common enemy around this point. Gin must be stopped, and quickly before her dark side gets too powerful. By the looks of the note she was having a hard enough time controlling it now. Did you notice how her writing seemed shaky and was flying off the page?" he asked and I nodded enthusiastically, that was the first thing I had noticed.
"She looked like she didn't want to write that note, like she was having a hard time doing it. She kept scribbling out sentences but they were all the same ones, just…help. It makes little to no sense…do you think she might be getting weak down there all alone?" I replied and Zim sighed slightly as though I were an ignorant child.
"I do not see any reason why she would. Many Irkens have spent years in solitude; we do not even need resources to survive. Our paks deliver that life sustainment; we only eat for the taste. No obviously she is losing control and within a few days, she will be almost completely gone, the old traces of her merely an echo. I think whatever is taking her over, didn't want her to write this note," he said pacing back and forth in front of the couch on which I was seated.
"So as she wrote the note, her Irken side did whatever it could to overpower her! It's like a split personality, only one side is trying to rid itself of the other…well actually in that case it's more like two different people living in the same body, and one person is trying to smother the other one from ever coming out," I said realization finally dawning on just how advanced yet complicated this was that we were dealing with.
"Exactly, so you finally understand Dib-stink? If this goes on too much longer it may be nearly impossible to bring her back to normal…," Zim said turning to me on one flat heel of his boot.
"Well do you know how to stop it then?" I inquired; panic slowly working its way into my brain.
He looked at me, a thoughtful yet grave look in his eyes.
"Yes there is a way…however it is very dangerous and me may only succeed in destroying her mind. In that scenario she would remain inactive and unable to do anything for the rest of her life," he said, and a coldness washed over me.
"Well then is there any other way?" I asked and the Irken stared at me for what felt like an eternity but I knew was only a few seconds.
"I am afraid, not this time human," he said. I took a breath and weighed the pros and cons of what would happen if we did or did not do this.
If we did there was a chance that we could destroy Gin's mind, and I doubt she would want to live like that…however if we didn't then she would turn evil and destroy the planet, which she also wouldn't want. I took a while, but my decision wasn't that hard to make.
"I don't think she can be stopped by both of us combined if we don't try…but if we do we at least have a chance of saving her and not dying. What do you think we should do?" I asked.
"I agree. No amount of training would prepare me to face Gin. She is taller, and stronger, and unlike me she is not tied down by emotions keeping her from injuring her childhood friend. I however cannot say the same thing of myself," he said swiftly and smartly. I nodded in response and stood from the couch.
"So what is this plan then? How is it possible for us to stop Gin without killing her and ourselves?" I questioned.
"Well then, that is actually a lot more simple than it sounds, however the actual action itself will be difficult and twice as dangerous," he delayed the actually subject and I began to grow annoyed with him.
"Well what is it?" I practically shouted and Zim leaned in close looking like he didn't want to speak the words currently running through his head.
"We will have to rip off her Pak."
Well sorry for taking so long. My house caught on fire and I just returned. It took me a while to get my mojo back but now I am returning to finish the story. Please forgive me for being a terrible author.