Invader Zim - Lost Chronicles of Doom! - Continuous Novel

Chapter Twenty-one - Saved...Almost

Sorry about how this chapter took so long, I'm REALLY busy currently. I'll try harder... Well, enjoy!

The pain stabbed Zim like a talon raking down his entire body as he screamed. He was going horribly slow, making a long line on his stomach. Something hit to green-eyed scientist in the forehead hard and he was sent flying back into the wall. "Halt, intruder!" the female guard warned, holding up her gun. Zim didn't care, he was burning with agony and his stomach dripped thick, yellow blood off of the cut. Dib stared at the chaos wide-eyed and afraid. Then he looked at Zim, who seemed strangely calm for having his stomach torn open a bit, despite his clenched teeth and tightly drawn eyes.

Something pointed hit the guard's gun and it beeped. "Huh?" she asked, touching it to pick it up. Big mistake. The blade exploded, sending the Irken guard backward into the wall, rendering her unconscious. Lian got up to his feet only to be knocked down again by another guard. A cat-like creature stood in the smoke, holding a crossbow in its hands. It looked like Silverfox, but older, more experienced. "Need help, Prime?" it asked to Dib. "Prime?" Dib replied, confused. The creature rolled its eyes and untied Dib and Zim. The Irken grimaced as he sat up, pain firing through him, more intense than before.

"Hop on," it commanded, dropping down on all four's. Dib ran on him as Zim warily looked at the creature. It seems familiar, Zim thought, Maybe it's a Tyrant...but why would they attack Irkens? There's an active peace treaty. He didn't question it and slowly boarded the fox thing. "Here we go, lads, hang on to your hats!" it said, sprinting across the room at full speed. "NYAAAAAAH!!" they both screamed in unison as they just barely dodged tables and chairs and other Irkens.

The possible Tyrant turned sharply down a narrow hall and leaped down a vent randomly placed it the floor. "Alright, mate, get up," it said. Zim and Dib both crawled off, the same confused expression on their faces. More exotic creatures crawled into the light, including prisoner seven hundred seventy seven, and they welcomed Dib like a war hero. "Cool!" the human exclaimed happily. "Skooge?!" Zim shouted as he spotted the short, chubby Irken. "I thought the monster thing killed you!" "Yeah, but I'm alright now," he replied, just like last time, shrugging it off. He wanted to say something mean in return, but blazing pain shot through him again and he bent down, covering his cut. "Sir, Zim is injured. Begin healing now?" Skooge asked, saluting to the creature that had either saved them or lead them into a trap. "Do what you want, he isn't my Prime."

"Again, Prime?" Dib asked skeptically. The Tyrant ran a paw-hand-thing through its hair that hung over one eye and nodded. "It's my duty to protect you at all costs." The paranormal investigator couldn't decide whether it was cool that he was being protected by basically a chupacabra or creepy that he was being watched by aliens this entire time. "Okay..." was his only reply, mostly because still nothing made sense, adding, "Who are you, anyways?"

"I am Redcoast, the first Tyrant to ever cross the bridge between my dimension to yours, mortal!" he announced proudly, puffing out his furry chest. "You shouldn't be proud, Tyrant," Zim spat from where his fellow invader was giving him stitches. "You broke the peace treaty with us Irkens and now we must declare war against your kind!" Redcoast just nodded slightly and stuck on a baseball cap for the New York Yankees. "You watch baseball, kid?" he asked Dib coolly. "Not really. I only watch Mysterious Mysteries and the ne--www York Yankees! Of course I watch them!" he lied, smiling nervously.

Zim gave Dib a suspicious look as he shooed Skooge away quickly. Redcoast didn't notice and grabbed Dib's hand, dragging him to an opening made for shuttles. The two Irkens rushed after them stealthily...that is, Zim was stealthy, Skooge might as well be ill. "This," the Tyrant announced, holding out a furry hand, "Is Irken baseball!" The invader assigned to Earth stomped up next to the creature angrily and clenched his fists. "You have no right to give this filthy HYOOMAN knowledge of my incredible homeland!" he spat. Redcoast bent down and stared at Zim eye-to-eye. "Listen, little green man...I don't know what you think you have against me, but if you wanna stay here and be a real invader, I suggest you let me do what I want to."

Zim only stared back with a giant frown on his face because he had no good come-back for that. "Whoa!" Dib exclaimed as a brilliant green light shined into space brightly. "Ohhh, someone just got out..." the Tyrant said, wincing, clearly out of his little "fit". "Someone what now?" the human asked. There was no way someone dies when they get out--no way! "Well, when a player gets out, the referee sends a beam much like the Hoooar down and onto the young smeet, transporting him or her to Reecoff, as-" Dib cut him off, holding up a hand. "Just forget it." Redcoast shrugged and walked back into the vents without another word. "Sir, I suggest we follow, sir!" Skooge proclaimed, making sure Zim heard the word sir over and over again. The short alien (shorter than Skooge, surprisingly) began to grow very angry with all of them as they walked inside.

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"Stealth plan Alpha Wolf, activate," Semetia whispered to her mind-controlled group. Tak and Silverfox silently ran across the pipe in the Tallest's chamber while she, Sam, and Bloody Gir snuck around the hallway mear their door. The still fighting Irken inside of Tak's green head begged her body to signal a warning to her leaders, but her body was frozen like solid ice and didn't dare move unless told to by the evil Galaxianite. "Wolf team, activate." The Tyrant and the Irken lowered themselves to the floor with ropes, eyes locked on the Tallest. "Hey, you know what annoys me the most?" Purple asked Red. "Zim?" the other replied. They burst out laughing, slapping the arm rests of their thrones. "Yep!" The leaders of the planet took a large bite of their Irken Crunchies.

The two aliens both got out their ropes, lined with fine electrical wires, and began swinging them for momentum. "One...two...three!" Semetia ordered. Something jumped in the way. Something slender, short, but graceful. The net wrapped around Zim and he screamed with anguish as the wires shot electricity throughout his entire body. "Zim...!" Tak murmured through her spell. The last thing that the Irken invader in the net saw was Tak, the traitor. Her true colors are beginning to show...