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Author's Note's: So here's a nice long chapter for you guys! I pan to finish typing this story this weekend. After that I will post it weekly until it is done. I know it took a long time to finish the end of this series, but I thank you all for sticking with me.
Thanks for reading And please review!
(Back with Zim...)
[Present Day]
Death…
He had never thought it would come like this. Okay, that was a total lie Zim often dreamed his death would come from a battle such as this. However, the problem was you could barely call it a battle.
At that very moment he, Dib, Tak and Skoodge were just above Earth's atmosphere standing off against the entire Armada. Zim watched as the Massive powered up their superweapon; to knock them out in one clean blast.
Of course Gaz tried to counter it, but the massive had raised its shields defending them from the blast of Earth's satellite weapons.
The Massive's Super weapon was already charged up to 80% and still no one had come to their aid, and Zim was starting to regret not getting the Earth's authorities involved. Did he honestly think that they could silence an Irken invasion while keeping the populist unaware of the impending threat?
He should have known better than to count on the Resisty's crew, they spoke of greatness, and perhaps they were. But to believe that they would help a planet that would harbor an Irken as one of their own…he should have known better.
No one in their right mind would back an Irken up! He was a member of a race of monsters, he destroyed homes, planets, and lives. Who would believe that he was there to save them? Who would believe that a selfish, prideful, Irken Scum was capable of doing anything good for anyone. They looked after their own interest, and in a way that was exactly what Zim was doing.
He loved Dib, and because of that he was interested in protecting what was precious to his mate; such as mankind and their home. So in reality Zim had not changed, he was like all Irkens; he wanted what was best for him!
"I'm sorry Dib." He managed to say as the Superweapon fired.
Dib wanted to say something romantic like, 'I Love you.' Or 'At least we tried.' However, he found himself too choked up to say much of anything at all. Here he was the defender if Earth standing before an Army of Irkens, and he was powerless to save them. All those years of declaring victory for Earth. All those years fighting Zim for mankind, all those years pushing himself away from family, and possible friends. And for what?
Nothing!
Dib couldn't save anyone, heck he couldn't even save himself. How many times Gaz had come to his rescue? How many times did Zim himself help him defeat a common enemy for the greater good? Too many times to count.
The truth was Dib was no hero. He wasn't some defender of Earth, he was a child who had gotten in way over his head.
"Tak it's gonna be okay." Gaz assured her.
Tak set her jaw, ready for impact. She knew she feel nothing, that it would be over quickly for her. But Gaz…Gaz would have to suffer losing her for a second time. However, this time would be more permanent. Death was absolute, it wasn't a long trip back home; no it was an endless journey into whatever laid beyond the life she knew.
She thought about her life, and how she wasted so much valuable time plotting her revenge on Zim and trying to please leaders that would never be satisfied. "I've wasted everything." She realized out loud. "I should have never left you."
Gaz wanted to be encouraging, but her attacks were having no effect. She wanted to be strong, but found her limbs feeling like noodles. "And I shouldn't have let you convince me to stay here." She managed to mutter just loud enough for Tak to hear.
'And I shouldn't have made you.' Tak wanted to add, but a part of her was glad that Gaz just might get away, maybe she could launch a counter attack, and succeed where they had failed.
It was a nice thought.
Skoodge however was not having these nice thoughts. If anything he was starting to regret warning Zim in the first place. If he had stayed on the Massive he would be safe, and out of harm's way. He would be in the clear, on the winning side, but could live with himself?
Could he live knowing a friend was in need? Knowing they were about to die, and he did nothing! No! He decided. He couldn't live that way, Zim had always had his back, always treated him as an equal. Their friendship should have never happened!
Yes, that's what he should regret. Skoodge had told Zim what it was like for the none-royals. Zim wanted to be a normal Irken because Skoodge had told him how amazing it was to fight for you people and be a part of the great expansion of the Irken race. A life that sounded so much more appealing than sitting on a throne listening to lectures all day, and taking credit for conquering worlds you had no part in.
Yes, in short this whole mess was all his fault.
"I'm Sorry I filled your head with stupid ideas." He finally said.
Zim smiled. "I'm glad you did."
It was his last words, or it would have been had the superweapon hit its target. However, as the weapon fired it bounced off some invisible force just seconds before reaching them.
"Wait what?" Zim asked confused.
"Mind if we cut in?" A new voice asked.
Dib gasped as several ships appeared around them, ships of all kind with no two being alike. They had all been cloaked around then this entire time. Their shields working as a wall between them and the Superweapon's blast.
Lard Nar smiled as his own ship came into view beside Zim. "Sorry I'm afraid we got lost." He lied.
Zim scoffed. "Lost! Lies! You were waiting to see if this was a trap!" He shouted accusingly.
"Can you blame us?" Prisoner #777 had also stowed away from Dirt to join the fight. "Can't be too careful when Irkens are involved." He pointed out.
(Aboard the Massive)
"Sir more ships have joined the fight." A soldier from the controls reported to Tallest Mookie.
"I can see that!" Tallest Mookie hissed.
"I told you." Emperor Nax mused. "His methods are never ideal."
"But why make themselves look wide open?" Tallest Mookie asked.
"To settle us into a false sense of security." Emperor Nax guess. "Perhaps he wanted to measure the true strength of the Massive's new Supper weapon." He shrugged. "There is no telling with that one."
"So we can't predict his next move?" Tallest Mookie asked.
"Not his next." Emperor Nax agreed. "But we know his target is me." He assured him. "He'll ultimately look for a way to board the Massive."
"Get through our shields?" Tallest Mookie scoffed. "Nothing organic can pass through without being shredded into bits."
"Nothing Organic?" Emperor Nax mused. "You don't say?"
(Back with Zim…)
"So what's the plan?" Lard Nar asked. "You do have a plan don't you."
"Get us close." Zim instructed. "Tak, Skoodge, Dib your boarding the Massive with me." He decided. "They'll have every soldier on board between us and Nax."
"Understood." Skoodge answered.
"Just remember my father is mine to deal with." Zim reminded them.
"Fine." Tak agreed. "But I'm taking out the new Tallest and claiming what's mine." She declared.
"Well I would hope you'd plan to earn it." Zim teased. He then grew serious. "Dib stay close to me." He advised.
Dib smiled, he knew Zim would want him close so he wouldn't get hurt, but he was still happy to hear that Zim was smart enough not to go in alone.
"You do realize anything organic will be turned into ground beef if you try to go through the shields." Lard Nar informed them.
"I know." Zim said. "Luckily one member of the team is made of garbage."
"You don't mean." Dib began.
"Yes Dib it's our only option." Zim said eyeing Gir knowingly.
"He'll ruin everything!" Skoodge shouted. "No offense." He added softer.
"No I think Zim is right." Tak said surprising them all. "Gir just needs a little help staying focus." She smiled as she presses a button on her controls and suddenly her own Sir unit comes on line. "I brought Mimi along for extra fire power, together her and Gir should be able to slip in and disable the shields from the Missive."
"The control room within the core should be where the shields generator is." Skoodge reported. "Without the generator the Massive can't power up their shields.
"They might be able to dis arm the super weapon from there as well." Zim cut in looking over some blue prints. "If they can do that it will give the rest of you a fighting chance." He said to Lard Nar.
"We need you to keep them busy." Dib added. "Under no circumstances is anything allowed to reach the Earth's surface."
"Understood." Lard Nar said.
"Okay Gir." Zim looked to his companion and gathered all the patience he could muster. "You remember Mimi right?" He asked hopefully.
"Mimi?" Gir asked, and then he squealed. "I love Mimi, she my best friend."
"He loves her?" Tak asked confused.
"Yes after our little escapade he dressed like a cat for months." Zim informed her. "It was annoying."
Tak chuckled. "I actually would have enjoyed your suffering."
"Guys now is hardly the time." Dib pointed out.
Zim nodded, remembering the task at hand. "Gir you and Mimi are going to sneak aboard the massive." He informed him. "You will follow Mimi, AND YOU WILL NOT TOUCH ANYTHING!" he tried to make the last part sound as clear and important as possible. "Do you understand?"
"Yes my Irken Lord!" Gir saluted and then shouted. "MIMI!" at the top of his lings.
Zim groaned, despite himself.
"We're doomed." Skoodge muttered.
"Gir focus." Zim advised. "Do this for…Dib."
"For me?" Dib asked.
"Yes if we don't win Dib can't have more of your delicious waffles." Zim revealed.
"No waffles?" Gir asked stunned.
"Not one." Zim said seriously.
Gir's eyes grew red with determination. "For the waffles!" He declared.
Zim smiled, he was ready. "Alright boys assume formation, Tak shoot Mimi out of your ship's cannons and I'll do the same with Gir. Aim as close to the massive as possible."
"Understood." Tak said. She knew aiming for the massive openly would be next to impossible. No doubt Emperor Nax would expect them to us their Sirs to get inside and lower the shields. The ships surrounding the Massive would block any clear shot, and destroy any Sir unit they see.
That's why Zim wanted to shoot them off from the cannons. This way the Sir units will be mistaken as weapon fire and not invaders. This would throw the Massive's fighters off guard and Give the Sirs a head start.
"Alright everyone know the plan?" Zim asked.
They all nodded.
Zim's eyes narrowed. "Let's do this." He ordered, then he turned to Gir. "Gir into the cannon." He ordered. "We're playing cannon ball."
"Cannon ball!" Gir said happily. "I love that game." He cried. "I love that game so much."
"Gir the waffles." Zim reminded him.
Gir grew serious again. "Cannon ball for the waffles." He said loading himself up into the cannon.
"Gir is ready for launch." Zim reported as Lard Nar's troops started to scramble.
"Mimi is ready." Tak soon followed.
"Alright everyone." Lard Nar said. "We need to make an opening for Zim and Tak to fire their Sir's at the Massive."
"Yes Sir." Several voices answered.
(Aboard the Massive)
"Scramble the fighters." Tallest Mookie ordered. "Don't let a single shot get anywhere near this ship!"
The soldiers at the controls typed in the order, and then just like that the Irken fighters began to scramble.
"Our numbers look evenly matched." Emperor Nax mused. "The Resisty has grown since I last saw it."
"Many prisoners have been reported missing on Vort and Dirt Sir." A soldier reported.
"So they escaped and came to die." Tallest Mookie laughed. "Good less to scum to feed."
"Less scum to work." Emperor Nax corrected him. The fool wasn't aware of anything, he was as naive as it comes to war. Which only proved Zim's point. The nobles had no idea what war was really like. They just took credit for all the work those beneath them produced.
Tallest Mookie was not taking in to account that an evenly matched war could go both in their favor as much as the enemy. Not to mention together the Resisty's ships created a large force field that Zim and his team could hide behind while they waited for their chance to board the Massive.
In short Zim's plan was brilliant and well thought out.
"It's a shame you couldn't kill him." Emperor Nax mused. "You would have made an excellent Emperor."
Yes, Zim would have led Irk on his own ideas, putting himself at the front of every war. However, he had already proven that a proactive Nobel was far more effective than a Nobel like Tallest Mookie who was green to war!
Still, it was far too late now. Zim had made his stand, and had chosen his side. And as much as Emperor Nax wanted to hate Dib, he found that he could not. For Dib was the reason why his son was finally reclaimed his birth right.
Had Dib been Vortian or some other species Earth would mean nothing to Zim. Zim was only taking the throne now in order to preserve Dib's home world. And this is why Emperor Nax could not find it in himself to hate the boy. For Dib and Dib alone was the reason why Zim was finally taking his role as the heir of Irk seriously.
Emperor Nax smiled, with Zim fighting for his mate and his people this war could really go either way. Nax had often heard how the drive to defend and protect ones mate could make even the weakest Irken mighty.
It was a strange feeling to realize that he could actually lose after all his time.
Tallest Mookie however, offered not a moment of pause before he gave his next order. "Attack!"
(Back with Dib)
The chaos exploded around him within seconds, and just as Zim said the battle was short.
The Irken Fighters moved in and fired their cannons, however they never reached him.
The Resisty's ships were ahead of him, their shields working together to protect him and the other's. All but Zim and Tak who were about to leave the safety of those shields in order to send their Sirs off to their mission.
"Zim be careful." Dib said, fear threatened to choke him up.
Zim smiled. "I'll be back before you know it."
Dib nodded remembering that battles with Irk only last five minutes.
It was the longest five minutes of his life, he watched helplessly as Zim and Tak launched into the massive scramble of ships. He swear the enemy knew which ones to target, because before long Zim was weaving and dodging enemy fire.
Lard Nar luckily had his back, firing down anything that got too close. The Irken fighters had shield s of their own but there's were not as effective as their enemies. The Irken Fighter shields could only protect either the front or the back of the ship at any given time.
So all the Resisty's had to do was box in the enemy fighter and fire, and at least one would make the kill.
The tactic work and Emperor Nax soon sees another advantage that their enemies had never had before. The Resisty's now had Irken soldiers on their side. Zim, Skoodge and Tak knew how the armada did battle. They knew every move before it was to be made, because each of them once fought among their fellow Irkens during operation Impending Doom 1.
"They're predicting our every move!" Tallest Mookie realized a little too late.
Zim and Tak lock their cannons on the target and Fire!
Dib watched as Gir and Mimi were launched like missiles towards the massive.
Neither made their mark.
Mimi landed on an enemy fighter in battle ready stance, the Massive sees here and fires. However, Mimi jumps out of the way onto a new fighter, and the enemy takes out its own fighter.
Dib smiles as he notices Mimi's strategy. She lands on an enemy fighter and waits to target and then she moves on to the next, getting closer and closer to the massive as she goes. It works, and soon the Irken Fighters are busier aiming for each other than their enemies.
Gir on the other had has a different approach in mind, one worthy enough to be considered one of the many stunts Zim would likely pull off. He lands on an enemy fighter and punches his way into the cockpit where he knocks out the pilot and crashes the ship into the Massive.
He passes through the shield unharmed and abandons ship just before it makes impact with the Massive's exterior.
"How did you sack of trash get there first?" Tak complained as she and Zim made it back behind the safety of the Resisty fleet.
"Easy Gir doesn't waste time with strategy." Zim boasted.
However, as lengthy as Mimi's strategy is in the end it works and soon she jumps through the Missive's shields and lands beside Gir.
"Hi Mimi!" Gir shouted.
Mimi salutes him and takes the lead, the droids needed to find way inside without giving their position away.
Gir scans the ship around them for a weak spot and finds what he is looking for. "Snacks!" he points at the area of the ship where the snacks are stored.
Mimi shakes her head. "No snacks." She warned, "Must focus." She reminded him searching for an entry point.
Gir growled and stomped his foot. "No Snacks!" He insisted pointing at the spot he just scanned.
Mimi looks unsure, but scans the spot, and to her surprise she realizes it's a covered panel to an access shoot that would lead them into the snack storage compartment. From there they could use the air ducts to travel to the control room at the Core.
Mimi nods and uses her hands as magnets to force the metal panel open. Some snacks try to fall out, but Gir begins to eat them. Mimi is grateful, if one snack gets away and is seen by the enemy then they will catch on to their location. "Follow." She ordered Gir and jumped into the access shoot.
Gir salutes and obeys and soon the two jump down onto the floor of the snack storage unit.
"Air duct." Mimi Pointed at their next target.
Gir nodded and the two jump for it and force the vent open before climbing in.
"Phase one complete." Mimi reported to her master.
"They're in." Tak said.
Zim smiled. Yes the Sirs were in the Massive now all they had to do was keep the armada busy and wait.
For all hell to break lose!
(Back with Zim...)
[Present Day]
The anticipation was almost to great…almost!
"Keep their attention on us!" Zim ordered as he dove back into the surge of battle. He knew it was risky, throwing himself into harms way, but he knew the members of the Resisty could not be made to fight this war alone.
The goal was to distract the Armada in hopes that they would forget about the two Sirs that had now disappeared from their sight.
Dib was also in the fray, and handling himself quiet well all things considered. It was moments like this that Dib was thankful for the few space battled they had engaged in together. Of course, they had been nothing like this, still it was better than no experience at all. Dib swerved left as an enemy fighter locked on to his position.
The blast from enemy weapons barely miss him, but Dib is quick to recover he dives and flips his ship around and fires. It works like a charm, though Dib can't help but feel like his success is partial due to the fact that the enemy was greatly underestimating him. Yes, it was obvious that the enemy scourge did not see a human as a worthy pilot. However, they were learning quickly that Dib was no opponent to take lightly.
(Back on the Massive…)
"How are you idiot's missing him!" Tallest Mookie screamed.
"It would appear the Dib is an exceptional pilot." A soldier said.
"Of course, he is." Emperor Nax said as if it should have been obvious. "An Irken's Mate must match them step for step. Zim would not be interested in a mate wow could not keep up with him on the battle field. "
"I don't care how good he is I want him dead!" Tallest Mookie demanded.
"Calm down and think fool!" Emperor Nax lectured. "It's obviously a distraction."
"A distraction from what?" Tallest Mookie asked.
Emperor Nax sighed, perhaps choosing a Nobel as Tallest was not the wises of decisions. After all, Tallest Mookie was stupid in the ways of war. He laughed. "I hate it when that bat proves me wrong."
"What do you mean?" Tallest Mookie asked as clueless as ever.
Emperor Nax shook his head. "Due tell me?" He said. "Where do you think those drones went?"
"The Sirs!" Tallest Mookie exclaimed, as if it suddenly clicked.
"They're most likely already aboard." Emperor Nax answered his own question. "Clever Son." He admitted.
"Find them!" Tallest Mookie ordered several soldiers, who hurried to do just that.
However, Emperor Nax doubted they would be found, and if so, the soldier most certainly would not be victorious. No, it was very obvious that Zim would make it on this ship, and why not? Zim had been an Irken solder for over a hundred years. He knew their methods, their strengths, and their flaws.
Emperor Nax squared his shoulders, his body preparing for the upcoming battle. Zim could always beat his brother easily when sparing. However, Zim had never once beaten his father, Emperor Nax of course, wanted them to be able to defend themselves against his enemies, both foreign and domestic. Yes, it was not unheard of for another Nobel to try and kill him or his heirs.
So, in short self-defense was necessary.
However, he never thought he would one day use it against Zim. True it was costumery for the son to kill his father, it was after all, the Irken way. And yet, Zim had made it clear along time ago that he didn't want the throne. He wanted to make a name for himself, and all things considered the boy was making quiet a name indeed.
Boy, the word didn't feel right in his head. Yes, surely, he son had matured beyond the limits of a mere child. Yes, there was no denying it now; Zim was a man, and had been for some time. He was ready to lead his people, and Emperor Nax had no doubt that he would execute the role as emperor perfectly.
Yes, leaving was perhaps the best thing Zim could have ever done for himself, and it only too unit for his father to realize the truth.
And the truth was simple: He wasn't going to win this war.
A new era of Irk had begun this day, and Nax would not live to see it's end.
The realization should have frightened him, and had he been a lowly swine like Mookie it just might. Instead Emperor Nax found himself full of pride, this was how a royal was supposed to feel in his last moments of ruling. Every Irken Emperor knew that one day their heir would end them and take their place. He remembered the day that he had done so, his father cursed him with his last breath. He said he was not fit to be king, that Irk would fall due to his carelessness.
It would appear that he was right.
And yet, Nax could feel not bitterness, for unlike himself; Zim was ready to be king. He had gone beyond what any normal Noble would due, he had lived among his people, fought with them, saw the world threw their eyes. He had a since of understanding for Irk that none of the other Nobles would ever know. And then to everyone's surprise he didn't stop there.
Next, he lived among the enemy, and saw the suffering his people caused. He saw just how destructive Irk had gotten. Yes, they were fools to think they could rule it all. Greedy and set in their ways, And now Zim was going to remold them into a new image, and Emperor Nax just knew that they would be great.
He smiled, all in all he knew he couldn't have asked for a better heir.
However, that didn't mean he was going to go easy on him. No, Zim would have to force the throne from him. It was after all the Irken way.
"Why are you smiling?" Tallest Mookie asked, breaking him from his thoughts.
"No reason." Emperor Nax assured him. "No reason at all."
(Back with Mimi and Gir…)
They were close now, Mimi was sure of it.
However, to Gir the maze of airducts looked the same to him and the threat of boredom was already sinking in. Gir wasn't very reasonable when he was bored, heck he was barely reasonable when he was entertained.
Mimi knew this and did her best to navigate the maze quickly. The soldiers below them in the Halls of the Massive had become more active now and she could only assume that this meant their presents was now known. Their target maybe well-guarded now, still the two had their orders and would press forward all the same.
"This way." She whispered to Gir taking a left.
"I see Dancing lights." Gir suddenly said.
Mimi shook her head, stupid robot there was no, she froze just seconds before passing the red light. "Sensing beams." Mimi whispered.
"I told you." Gir said. "The dancing lights!"
"Shhh." Mimi warned. "Gir quiet."
Gir giggled. "Are we gonna go dancing now?"
Mimi rolled her eyes as Gir gave her that goofy smile of his. She tried to ignore him and focus on the task at hand. Just pass the sensor beams was the vent to the control room. They just needed to get pass this and they would be in.
"Let's play limbo." Gir suggested.
"Limbo?" Mimi asked confused.
Gir squeezed passed her, obviously eager to demonstrate. His master Zim had taught him many games, of course Gir has no idea that these games are really a way of teaching Gir to be less defective during a mission. Gir's drive to win a game and receive a reward is so strong that he's actually beginning to contribute to a mission's success. In fact, changing Gir's Mind set had been one of the big factors that started making Zim a harder opponet for Dib to keep up with. Without Gir messing up his schemes Zim actually had heighten his chances of winning, and Dib had to scramble to keep up.
Mimi watched as Gir lowers his body until it's below the sensor beams, and then he shimmy's under them. She watches in amazement as he gets past them with ease, no alarms are triggered. And this act causes Mimi to realize something her master never noticed before. Gir was many things, Crazy? Yes! Mentally insane? Most defiantly, An annoyance? Without a doubt! However, if there was one-word Gir was not that her master often used was the word stupid.
Gir was not stupid, he was a deranged Sir unit who saw the world around him in a different way. And his master had picked up on this and found a way to work this into his favor.
"Now you try." He told Mimi.
Mimi does hesitate, but instead copies his previous moves with ease, and in seconds they are both clear of the danger.
"That was fun, now let's play another game." Gir insisted.
Mimi stopped thinking for a moment, there weren't any earth games in her programing, but she assumed it didn't matter. If she called it a games Gir would most likely follow her example. "Let's play Mimi says." She suggested.
Gir nodded vigorously. He knew this game, though master called it Master says, and Mary called it Dib says. It was one of his favorite games, though he did get confused on who he should listen to more when the two would use it in battle.
"Mimi says follow me!" Mimi whispered, trying to sound up beat and playful. It feels off to her though play was not in her programing.
Gir followed Mimi as she opened up the vent to the control room and jumped down to the floor.
There were no guards in view, but Mimi could hear them close by. The control room was a large room filled with control panels and large metal support column, blocking them from the soldier's view.
"Mimi says stay and cause lots of noise!" She ordered, and ran.
Noise? Now that's something Gir could do.
"Hi I'm Gir!" He screamed. "Look at me I'm a distraction!"
Mimi shook her head, could the moron be more obvious? Still it was having the desired effect several soldiers came to see what was going on. She waited until all of them were surrounding Gir and then she used her hand as a saw to cut a hole around them.
"Watch me do this dance." Gir said, and began as he sang a little song. "Doom, doom, doomy, doom, doom."
"I think the poor thing is broken." One soldier said.
Mimi smiled as she finished carving the floor around them. Gir was doing so well now was time to see if he remembered what game they were playing. Using her voice modifier, she change her voice to sound like Tallest Mookie. "Fools he's the enemy Sir attack him."
All the soldier suddenly draw their weapons and Gir laughs.
"You sillies She didn't say Mimi says." He mused.
"Wait what?" A soldier asked.
"Mimi Says jump to me." Mimi chuckled.
"Okay!" Gir jumped just as the floor fell beneath the soldiers.
The soldiers scream, but there is no stopping their descent and soon they disappear into the void below.
"Good work Gir." Mimi praised as he landed beside her.
"That was fun." Gir said.
Mimi smiled, yes she supposed that was enjoyable. "Now Mimi says find shield generator."
Gir nodded and set to work searching the control room.
Mimi does the same, and it isn't long before they find it.
"I See it!" Gir exclaimed. "Now what."
"We need to make it useless." Mimi said.
"Then just unplug it." Gir said. "Duh!"
"They could plug it back in." Mimi reminded him.
"Then throw it in the hole!" Gir advised pointing to the hole the soldiers fell through moments before.
Mimi scanned the generator and did the math, the descend into the hole would damage the generator, but not beyond repair. Still by the time the soldiers below managed to get back up her and do repairs her master and Zim would already be aboard.
Besides if the generator was damaged too badly it could blow up the Massive.
Still Mimi went ahead and took a conductor unit out of the generator, without it even if they managed to get it back up here and fix any damage the fall made. Without this conductor the generator could not power the shield. "Gir Mimi says throw generator in hole."
"Okay!" Gir exclaimed, and with one big heave pulled the generator out of the locking mechanism n the floor and threw it across the room. It fell into the hole with a loud CLANK!
"Now we need to do the same to the Super weapon generator!" Mimi looked around for it and found it with ease. She takes a conductor from it before lifting it up and throwing it as well.
"Mimi, Report." Tak's voice said from her communicator.
"Mission complete." She reported.
"Yah we win!" Gir declared.
"Good work Gir." Zim's voice followed suit. "Both of you retreat back into the vents and keep an eye on the place." He ordered. "Under no circumstances are they allowed to get that weapon back online."
Mimi understood. If Tallest Mookie got too angry, he could turn the weapon on the Earth, and destroy it! "Mimi says hide, and attack enemies. Sir who takes out most enemy soldiers wins!"
Gir clapped happily and ran to find a place to hide.
Mimi did the same.
"Mimi says?" Tak asked Zim confused.
"Gir performs better if he thinks the mission is one big game." Zim explained. "Mimi must Have picked up on that."
"Well what ever they did it worked." Skoodge said. "Their weapons are now showing off-line readings."
"We have to move now." Dib advised. "They can only keep them down for so long.
"Alright Lard Nar you heard him." Zim said. "Get us close, we should be able to get in through the docking bay." He knew this because it was often left open for Irken soldiers to come in and refuel before going back into the fight.
"They'll be expecting that." Lard Nar warned.
"It's the only opening we have." Tak argued. "Besides I have a plan." She then spoke to her Sir. "Mimi find the gravity controls." She ordered. "When I give the signal, turn them off."
"Yes Master." Mimi Jumped into action.
"Alright everyone stay close to me." Zim ordered. "We're going in."
Dib's heart was pounding in his chest, this was it. Everything depending on them making it to the docking bay alive.
"Resistys form a circle around them, use your shield to protect them as much as possible." Lard Nar ordered.
Everyone got into position, but even with the added protection Zim knew this was going to be a close one. However, he didn't hesitate as he dived into the fray of Irken rage and firing weapons. The others, Dib, Tak and Skoodge followed his lead as they swerved and dived to avoid any shots that managed to get past the wall of shielded ships.
Finally, docking bay came into view, and by some miracle all four of them landed inside safely.
Or perhaps safely wasn't the word to use.
"Freeze." A voice said as they exited their ships.
Dib and the others turned to see an army of soldiers all pointing weapons at them.
Tak raised her hands as if to surrender, the others follow suit.
"That's it, nice and easy." The soldier who spoke before said.
Tak smiled. "Mimi now!"
There was a pause, and in seconds the gravity in the docking bay shut off.
Soldiers screamed as the vacuum of space pulled them out of the docking bay and into the awaiting abyss. Without the gravity nothing was stopping everything from being sucked out into space.
Zim however, who knew this was coming activated his boots magnetics before they docked. He grabbed Dib as he fly by. Tak and Skoodge have also activated their boots magnetic option.
"Remind me to upgrade my boots." Dib joked.
Zim laughed.
"Mimi activate Gravity." Tak ordered.
Mimi obeys.
"That was fun!" Gir declared as he fell back down face first.
"That's better." Dib said as he landed on his feet, silence greeted him. "You ready for this?" He asked Zim.
"As ready as I'll ever be." Zim answered and with that the four treaded deeper into enemy territory with only one thought mirroring in all their minds.
Today this war was ending, and only one side would reign victorious!
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