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Sanguine
"Talking"
'Thinking'
StressedCrimson eyes stared up at the moon in the darkened sky. She turned her head and raised a finger to the sky. A delicate claw shined in the light as she pointed in a direction. Her curled antennae rose from the violet hair and she kneeled to into the grass. She stood up again and kneeled again. A sigh left her lips and she knew that she wasn't close. Her crimson eyes scanned the sky and she raised herself from the grass. She rubbed her bare arms wondering when the temperature had dropped so low. She shivered and gritted her teeth together. She sat back down in the grass and gazed up at the stars. Leaning back on her hands she kept her gaze to the sky. She clicked her black boots together causing her dress to wrinkle.
She closed her eyes and held them tight as she lay back on the grass. It tickled her paled flesh and she chuckled. The stars blinked down at her and she began to pout. There were times when nights like these were difficult. Her eyes remained closed and her antennae twitched. A grin formed on her face and she softly chuckled.
'I can see them,' she thought.
Memories had not been made for her, but they seemed to exist. She was able to reach into her mind and find herself creating these memories. He Uncle Dib had explained that she looked like her mother, the mother that was dead. He had shown her pictures and she found that her mother lacked antennae and claws. She was still beautiful despite the glares and scowls. A soft hum filled the air and she imaged her and mother, together. She could feel her fingers running through her hair working the tangles from it. She could see them both waiting for father to come home.
'I wonder what he looked like,' Zag mused with another sigh.
She had imagined that he looked like a normal human male. Red had proven that wrong with his countless rants of her 'damn Irken father.' She knew that he was Irken, but she didn't know their story. There were times that she would sit back under the stars and imagine their story. It had to be exciting, and filled with romance…and maybe some violence. Dib had never explained much about her parents except that Gaz would have loved her very much. Tak rarely spoke of anything and she found that the Klavier and Zootch knew even less. Purple remained silent as well
'I must have his eyes if I don't have amber eyes,' Zag reasoned.
She had looked at other Irkens and found that lack of ears were present. She had claws and antennae, but she had hair as well. Her skin was not green, but it was a bit tougher than human skin. Her claws were fine, but they sliced deep. Her antennae twitched and she quickly rolled from her spot. Zag quickly opened her crimson eyes and pushed herself off of the ground and away from the next attack. A metal leg embedded itself where she had been. Dirt flew up and she landed on her feet. She jumped away from hit to her head. Her antennae flattened so they wouldn't be torn off.
"Jerk!" Zag growled.
A swift gust of the wind and she couldn't see anything. The grass was tall enough to hide a figure. Her crimson eyes carefully searched everything and she crouched low in the grass. She shut her crimson eyes and listened to her surroundings. The night was something that she was familiar with. She kept to the night where Humans and Irkens didn't give her weird looks. Zag's eyes snapped open and she charged through the grass. Her hands wrapped around something and she grinned in victory. Heat surged through her shoulder and she screamed. Translucent pink blood entered her vision and she felt herself grow sick.
Zag hit the ground and her hand covered the wound. It was a perfect slice across her shoulder and she knew it would scar. Her crimson eyes narrowed and she saw her attacker. Zag pushed herself up and lunged again. He grabbed her by the antennae and whipped her to the ground. Grass and dirt flew up at her impact and she heard something pop. She gritted her human teeth and growled in anger more than pain.
"Daydreams will get you killed…"
"Jerk!" Zag growled out again.
Red grinned down at her as he flicked the blood from his fingers. He looked at his claws making sure nothing remained underneath. His crimson eyes than turned to her with an amused shine. She pushed herself up and allowed a simple glance at the stair before she glared at him. The blood was still leaking from her shoulder, she noticed that it was pretty deep.
"You have to work on being more open to your surroundings," Red simply said as he walked a few steps ahead of her.
"Only when you're around," Zag grumbled.
He blinked and replied, "Those human hormones in you make you too…too human."
"Whatever," Zag scoffed as she stood up.
Her dressed was permanently ruined with dirt and blood. She was grateful that she had worn an older dress. Her eyes turned to Red and she saw him gazing at the stars. Zag felt her antennae perked and looked in his direction.
'Maybe he knows where Irk is,' Zag thought.
The thought of looking in the right direction made her feel closer to her parents. She stepped closer to Red and he noticed him glance at her. He was always glancing at her and she wondered why. Red didn't give her the same confused or disgusted looks that Irkens and Humans gave her. He gave her a look of recognition.
"We better patch that before you pass out or something," Red suddenly said.
Zag nodded and began to follow him home. She lived with him and Purple in the same small house. It had two bedrooms, one for her, one for Purple, and Red slept in the living room. It was odd, but that was how it had been.
"Uncle Red," Zag softly began. He grimaced at the name. "Why do I train?"
"You have to be prepared," Red replied as he kept walking.
Zag nodded, she was satisfied with the answer for now. She knew he wouldn't give answers freely. He had raised her and he was in her oldest memories. She remembered him taking her places, watching her, teaching her about her Irken heritage. There was always a shadow upon his features; she wondered what he had seen. Zag looked to the sky and than looked ahead. She began to hum as she skipped ahead of him. Zag could hear him chuckle. He was strange in her mind, but she didn't mind his company.
"You act like there will be a war or something," Zag softly said as she twirled.
Red's antennae flattened to his skull and he glared a bit at her. She had never seen war or witnessed what it drove people to do. The war had been ended between Humans and Irkens when she arrived on the planet. Zootch had announced that this child would lead them to peace. The Humans and Irkens had patiently come to a treaty until the child grew enough. Red watched as her hair swung in the wind as she twirled again. He didn't believe this little child, girl no less, could lead them to peace. She was unaware of her future, or the burdens that were already weighing her down.
"There will be something," Red muttered under his breath.
She stopped and gave him an odd stare. He blinked as he watched her. Her face still had yet to age. It was round and her cheeks were still chubby from childhood. She only came up to his chest. Her eyes were almond shape and would close every time she smiled. He couldn't tell her of the burdens, but he wished to speak. The burdens would break her if she found out at once. That's why he would always sourly hint at the burdens in hopes of her recognizing them. He had raised her and trained her as a soldier; he didn't want to have his time wasted.
"Do you think Purple made anything to eat?" Zag questioned as they walked side by side into the city.
"He probably did, but than ate it," Red chuckled.
"Purple wouldn't let us starve," Zag assured said.
Red nodded, in his mind Purple wouldn't let them purposely starve. It would be an accident. Red sighed and continued his pace.
"Zag," Red suddenly said.
"Yes," Zag sang with a smile.
"What do you want for your birthday?" Red questioned.
It was a strange tradition, but the humans held to it. Dib wanted to hold onto it as well. He didn't have a birthday because he wasn't technically born. Red's birthday was an activation date lost to him long ago. He looked to Zag and saw her thinking. She would be turning fourteen tomorrow. It would be fourteen years since he had last slaughtered human, fourteen years since he had been granted a freedom, and fourteen years since he had been given a child.
"I want to go to Irk," Zag suddenly said.
Red's antenna twitched. It had been a long time since he had last seen his home planet. He knew it had been too long since he had even thought its name. Purple and him no longer talked about the past, it was always the present and future. He looked to Zag wondering why she would want to know of the past. Family and memories…it was something that he didn't need, but she would. She was raised to need it, to desire a place to belong.
"You can't go to Irk," Red firmly said.
"So you've been there?" Zag questioned with renewed interest.
"I was the Almighty Tallest," Red scoffed.
"But I thought…"
"Gaz and your father took rule when I was…was sick," Red jumbled.
Zag nodded and said, "Since I can't go there…will you tell me his name?"
Red sighed and they made it to the first street corner. He looked toward the place and than back to the girl. A name wouldn't do that much harm. Red closed his eyes wondering if it was even worth speaking his name again.
"Zim," Red simply said with a bit of pain.
"Gaz and Zim," Zag softly repeated with a smile. "It sounds right"
'Sounds like a disease,' Red thought with a scoff.
His eyes turned back to Zag and he saw her smiling up at him. Her eyes lit up and she lunged at him. She wrapped her arms around him and tightly hugged him despite the wound on her shoulder. He noticed it still oozing translucent pink blood and he sighed.
"Let's bandage that," Red sighed as he ruffled her hair.
She chuckled and they walked off.
He had been wandering the long twisting halls of the Irken palace for many hours. He glanced at the purple sky and sighed as he continued on. His brass colored eyes blinked and he stopped walking to stare out the window. He gazed at the reflection in the window and sighed. He wore the standard attire for a Tallest, but his was a brass color. Raising his hand to the window he brushed the glass with his three fingers. He was not tall enough to take the throne as of yet, but in a few months he would reach his full height with a final growth spurt. A soft scratching caused him to glance over his shoulder. The lights down the hall began to flicker. His left antenna rose in questioned as he turned toward the hall.
His eyes widened, he could see sparks against the wall. The lights flickered and he watched the black blur streak across the hall. The light flickered off and it was gone. He took a step back and gasped as he was knocked forward. The armor protected him from most of the damage, but he could feel the impact as he was slammed against the wall. Sparks erupted in his vision and he knew that it was coming from something smashing against his armor. He fumbled back and the lights flicker on again. He could see it now; it was dressed in a skintight suit. It was black and he knew that it was meant for space the moment the being crouched and the material stretched with its body. The being came up and lunged at him. He watched it crack its fingers and metal rose to the tips again.
"Crap!" He cursed as he rolled out of the way.
The claws tore the metal strips from the floor and he felt true fear. He knew he should have never left the safety of his royal guard. He rolled and again and stopped when he heard its voice. It was soft, but the tone was cold and commanding.
"Future Tallest Zig, you are to be deactivated," her voice suddenly said as she stood.
Zig backed up and stood to his feet. He began to run down the halls in search of help. A hand grasped the back of his neck and threw him to the wall. He could fell her hand beneath the black glove twist to his throat. His brass eyes widened when he realized he wouldn't even see the face of his attacker. Her identity was shielded by the same material that coated her body, except that there was a black tinted glass over where eyes would be. His hands grasped her wrist and he tore his claws into her the suit. He kicked her in the gut and she tilted her head to the side. Her left hand cracked and the same blades appeared on her fingers. She wiggled them in the light before she brought them forward, aiming for his throat.
Zig froze as the blades stopped inches from his throat. She dropped them and turned to the hall. She clicked the blades together and they sparked as a blue shield formed in front of her. A red laser vanished when it hit the blue surface. The clicking of boat made her aware and she watched the Irken guard run closer, gun still in hand. He fired again and she dropped the shield and flipped out of the way. She came to the window and watched as he took aim. A soft whistle filled the air and the glass around them shattered outward. Zig covered his head, but quickly looked toward his attacker. She flipped out of the window and he stood up. The guard pushed him out of the way and his eyes widened as she fell toward the ground.
Her boot covered feet clicked and he watched as something glistened in the night. A metallic boomerang formed to her feet and she flipped herself so she was standing on it. It stopped inches form the ground and she crouched as it shot back up the length of the palace and toward them. The guard took aim and fired at her once more. She gracefully swerved out of the way and past them. He leaned out the window with the intent to fire again; she was gone. He tucked the gun back into his belt and turned to face the future Tallest. The kid was still shorter than him. He sighed and wiggled his antennae.
Zig nervously smirked and glanced at the windows again. He ran his claws along the deep gauges in the metal. It disturbed him that something wanted him dead. He sighed and wondered what he had done to deserve such punishment. His brass eyes turned to royal and he chuckled. Zig knew he was in trouble.
"Tallest Zig, it unsafe for you to wander alone," the guard spoke; his sangria eyes were trained on Zig's every movements.
"Dez, I needed to get away from it," Zig muttered.
"Your Empire can't be denied another Tallest," Dez firmly stated as Zig scowled.
"I never asked to be Tallest," Zig muttered with his scowl in place.
"No, but the Resisty will come for you because you are the only Irken acceptable for the position," Dez clarified.
"Dok has spoke of them," Zig mused. "They are idiots."
"Arrogance," Dez spat. "Their newest member is a rival for the Armada."
"That female couldn't defeat an Empire," Zig laughed with a grin.
Dez sighed and shook his head. The child leaved in too much comfort to know the truth of the Irkens. He didn't have the training of a soldier, or the workings of a Tallest. Zig didn't even have a PAK. He was an experiment that would make the empire rise again. Dez believed that the child needed a dose of reality before he became Tallest. A pain passed through his mind and he gritted his zipper teeth together so Zig wouldn't notice.
"We must return you to your chambers," Dez sighed.
Zig wasn't like other Irkens; he required sleep and food. It was an inconvenience, but it astounded him that an Irken could be PAKless.
"You think she'll return tonight?" Zig questioned.
Zig also wore emotions and Dez replied, "No."
It was an honest answer. She wouldn't try while he was in the company of other Irkens. It would be a mistake that he knew she wouldn't make. The new member of the Resisty proved to be challenge that annoyed Dok to no end. Dez just wondered if she would succeed in her mission to destroy Dez. He shrugged and began to lead the Tallest to his chambers.
Author's Note:
Ishould probably be bored with the Xenoseries by now, but I have a plotand an idea to the whole Zig and Zag. I left a few loopholes in Xenophobia that I finally found a way to fill in! Anyways, this is set a good fourteen years after the Xenoseries. This will focus on Zim and Gaz's children, Zig and Zag.
I found and way to bring Zim and Gaz back into the picture because of a certain loophole. Sara and Skoodge will not come back and neither shall Diestel.
Zim, Gaz, Red, and Lard Nar will be the only characters from the show that have major role.
My characters that will have a major role will be Dok and Mun, the twins, and two new characters that will deeplytie in with Zim and Gaz.
I wanted to get this out and see if anybodies interested in this new chapter, if you are drop a review and I'll continue.