heaven sent - Zadr

the last straw

How many times can one do you wrong before you can no longer forgive them? Is it 3 times? Oh the lucky number. Is time after time where they have been clearly trying but can't seem to keep doing right for long? Is it as soon as they have failed your standards and you begin to get distasteful towards them? For the irken army it was hard to say. Zim always did wrong with no fail towards that fact. Always putting his own side in danger, ruining plans and nearly killing a few who were not supposed to be the target. One thing was clear, he was a terrible soldier. The worst. And everybody knew that. Yet somehow the tallest always let him go. They never forgave him per say, they aren't forgiving creatures. But watching zim be a failure was awfully amusing to them. However, this time it was not amusing.

"Go retrieve zim from the cell! I think it's time."

This time it was far worse. This time zim was aware of what he had done and how it could never be solved. How he had gone too far.

"What are you going to do to him? We can't banish him, remember how that turned out? And killing him wouldn't be as fun even if it solves everything"

He didn't mean to do it. Of course, it would never be his intention in a million years. And of course, the regret already beat down at him as he sat in the dark. Waiting. The scenario playing in his head again and again. The flashes of screams and terror. The pin point second of when he realised all was going wrong and how instead of fighting to stop it, he curled up in a ball behind it all and waited for silence. And how that silence came.

"I'm not sure yet. I'll figure it out. But I just want to see his pathetic little face filled with fear before knowing what's coming to him."

That silence haunted him. He distinctly remembers coming back to his senses and slowly releasing himself from that pathetic cocoon he had made himself in fear and selfishness. He remembered how weak and nimble his knees were as he began to stand himself up with his hands grasping at the structure of a shattered ship protecting him from the destruction that took place. He remembered his locked knees, his heart drumming in his chest, thick phelgm clawing at his throat, the chattering of his teeth ever so slightly as his lip quivered - he remembered it all.

"Right away my tallest"

The small crunch of the ground beneath him being the only noise filling up his eardrums along with the crackle of fire eating away at scraps of irken ships. he stumbled slowly towards the centre, each step sending shockwaves through his whole body. His whole self pushing through the ashen air. Not knowing what is up ahead as shapes began to form through the fog before his eyes. And then he saw. He realised the consequences of his action. It was too much, he couldnt. And just like that, his weakness engulfed him as he fell towards the ground. Laying there hopelessly, unable to move. Unable to want to move.

"There you are... Zim! Pay attention to me. That is the least you could do at this point. I hope you understand the weight of this, are you seriously going to ignore me?! You disrespectful irken scum. I would wipe your pathetic little body off this universe if I could. But that would be mercy, and you deserve none of the sort."

The small alien shot his head up at the tall figure, only just then realising where he was. His memories were all too vivid that he fell into that pit again. All throughout his time of imprisonment he had succumbed to the shock, living in that daze of horrid memories. Now that he was awoken, the regret started sinking in again as he stared up at his tyrannical leader. Zim did not deserve to die as mercy was not to come to him. Only worse. But what could be worse than his regret already? The ignorance towards this fact left the alien in a state of crippling fear as he shook vigorously while kneeling and looking up at his leader with pleading eyes. His tallest's eyes that were filled with rage pierced into his own. The sound of steps behind him did not distract him as he kept locked with the eyes of his leader. A begging stare. It wasn't his fault. He didnt mean to. But his retorts of defense towards his actions were abruptly stopped by a blow to the head. As everything around him became dark, the silence came to haunt him once again.

(A/N) hi there, this is my first time writing fanfiction so I'm sorry if it's not up to your standards. I know that was right out the gate with angst and there was no mention of dib but I will get around to that dont worry. This chapter was needed for the context and set up, lovelies. Also this whole story may be in third person but the main focus will be on zim and his reaction to all. I may do a pov if I feel it is needed for a point in the story but I'm not sure rn. Feel free to give any tips or suggestions but don't feel upset if I dont use yours as I already have a plan for the story in my head. However any feedback or suggestions is much appreciated x

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