ZaDR Oneshots (Invader Zim)

A Final Report (discontinued)

Summary:

Zim and all the Irken find out that Zim's pak is recycled and get to witness viewing the last reported documentation of the pak's owner aka Zeek.
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Zim had bravely demanded the control brains to replay the memories of the previous owner of his pak, knowing full well the dangers it could intel as it's never been done, before.

All of Irk and even Zim wanted to know why he was defective as if hoping the pak itself would be the one to blame for all the actions Zim did.

With wires hooked up to Zim a screen was brought forth and they all got to watch as Zim himself was relieving the last moments of the previous owners life span.

On the screen it showed a computer screen. An Irken's face was barely visible in it's reflection as they were typing in Irken.

"The yearly trial of the pak has almost come to an end. My fears about the pak not being fully protected from the control's brain's brainwashing are becoming closer to becoming reality. They will most likely erase all documentation I have created on this trial. All feelings, all thoughts... simply gone..." the Irken typed.

"We've made some improvements such as removing the secrete self destruct button and function the brain's thought to sadistically put into the design... and the pak's ability to hurt the host with mine being the only exception to that rule. I felt the need to keep that as to stab and harm myself if I felt even the slightest bit of me losing control or sense of myself. When I die and when the pak is reinstated the control brains will absentmindedly fix that problem whether they intend to or not as they feel obliged to follow procedures and protocols despite their dissatisfaction with it all. They are creatures of routine and habits it seems." The report continued.

"Though recklessly doing so, I've been busy demonstrating the power of the pak to my king. He has finally come around to approving it. I just wish he stayed skeptical and more invested in the training and experience of our soldiers than relying on this metallic by product, but it's long to late to say anything now. Everything is falling into motion... much faster than I expected it too." It explains.

"My role in all of this... or rather this version of myself's role in all this is coming to end. I don't plan on allowing myself to live under the control of the brains. I will be the one to end myself. Perhaps they would be disappointed by that. It was I who pointed out the potential of them controlling us with the pak. It was I who dared to challenge them to stop this from ever happening and yet allowing it happen all the same." It explains.

"Question: Why did you do this? Irken are breeding less and less... out of need to keep our species alive me and my team of scientists agreed cloning was the answer to that problem... though the power source was at the time insufficient I almost instantly knew how to make unlimited power. I would create an artificial brain. As the brains themselves had humbled themselves to become generators for most of Irken technology anyways. My power source was a hope for us all. An answer to everything. To the cloning. To all our technology and to our one day independence from the control brain's assistance... but to make it... I needed a scan of their structure. A task not easy to do." It explains.

"Perhaps had I not felt the stress of proving myself to everyone, who's ever called me insane or impressing my leaders or saving my people... I would of thought things through... Or perhaps I did and it is my own arrogance that pushed me to do what I knew I shouldn't do.... I went to the control brain's demanding they allowed me to scan their body in exchange I'll make the pak they clearly wished to use against us. I could of walked away. I could of left things be..." it explains.