Holy hell... It's been over a year. My lovely reveiwers must hate me now...

I'M SSSSSSSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SSSSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRR RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRY YYYYYYYY!

Especially because last time, I promised you two chapters. But this is actually the last chapter. Yep, the end of The End.

I was thinking, though, of writing another story that takes place about 400 years in the future. None of the original Zim characters will be there, though... or at least, I don't think so. I haven't really written it yet. But if I do, it's going to be a bit 1984ish... I haven't actually read 1984, but I have a general idea of what it's about, so that's why I can say it's like that...

Mainly the idea came from a complaint about how it's going to end. If you need a refresher of the story, then here it is: Dib was taken to Irk in the last chapter, where he found out that Zim became Tallest. So things are about to go downhill from there...

Anyway, just a little side note before I let you guys continue: For those of you who care, I suggest you listen to "Dance with the Devil" by Breaking Benjamin. It seems to go well with this chapter, maybe even the whole fic... or at least I think so.

Well, here's the long-overdue ending you've all been waiting for!

Ch 17 Execution

The Tallest's smirk grew only larger. "How very fitting, that I get to see you to your death, with me as supreme ruler of the universe while you are nothing more than a criminal."

Dib didn't answer, suddenly seeing red. This monster had ruined his life, had tried to murder him several times in cold blood, and was now openly mocking him, taunting him as he was led to his death like a cow to the slaughterhouse.

He was not going to stand this. This was the last straw.

He registered pain in his wrists, and only then did he realize that he was screaming at the Tallest, cussing him out, and that the guards that held him captive were all that stopped him from attacking him. And even after realizing this, he didn't bother to stop, because it just felt so good.

Zim chuckled. "Well, someone's quite feisty, aren't we?"

"Fuck you, Zim," he growled, knowing it would be useless, but not caring, just needing to get it all out of his system.

He snickered evilly.

"The Resisty are still out there," Dib told him, trying anything he could think of to wipe that conceited smirk off his face. "I'm just a single member. Just because you caught me, doesn't mean you've won."

It worked. His gloating laugh quickly turned into a furious snarl.

"You and what army?" he growled. "There is no way I'm going to be stopped, not when I have the entire universe in my iron fist!"

"There has to be a way," Dib replied tersely, trying to hide the fear that was beginning to replace the hot anger that had gripped him before. "You'll be stopped, even if it's the last thing the Resisty does."

"Brave words won't help you now. There's nothing stopping me from killing you." Zim put on his haughty smirk once again. "You're forgetting that I'm not just anyone anymore. No, now I'm the supreme ruler of the universe. No one is higher than I am."

"Except God," Dib muttered. Zim really needed to get off his high horse. And if this was going to be the last thing Dib did, then he would do anything to try to make Zim feel the same way he had: miserable, hopeless, and afraid.

Maybe even so much that he'd commit suicide.

But of course that wasn't working.

"Do you really believe in fairytales?" the Tallest sneered.

"Better that then bow down to you, of all people," Dib spat back.

He only shook his head. "After all these years, and the fact that I'm the superior one still hasn't penetrated through your abnormally large, thick skull?"

Dib ignored the comment. "I don't care if you are. I'm still not going to become just another spineless servant of yours," he retorted bitterly.

Zim only smirked in response, as if giddy about what he said. "Well, then, I guess I'll just have to get rid of you for good, just like I originally intended."

A shudder ran through his spine. For a second, a mere second, he considered giving in. Or, at least, pretending to give in, then finding a way to escape, then get his revenge.

But no. There was no way he was going to do that. No way he'd submit to the Devil himself.

The familiar mix of fear and hatred was back inside him now. "Fine," he replied, although he was still half afraid of what it meant, and yet still unwilling to give up. If he was going to end up a martyr…

"Then so be it."

The Tallest's face portrayed no emotion at this point. He only nodded at the guards, saying, "Kill him."

Fear overtook him. This was it? No time to change his mind?

But you don't need time to change your mind, Dib reminded himself. And he didn't. Because, even after all these years, he wasn't about to sacrifice his pride as well as become a traitor.

Besides, what did he have to lose? At least he'd go down a hero.

The last thing he felt was the muzzle of a gun as it was pressed into his neck.

Tallest Zim went over to the lifeless body of his former enemy, then nudged it with the toe of his boot. Then he looked out at the crowd of witnesses to this gruesome event.

"Let this be a reminder," he said, "Of what happens to those who oppose me."

A mere couple of weeks later, the Resisty was completely obliterated. The members either surrendered or , like Dib, played martyr and were killed. But it didn't matter. All that mattered was the satisfying victory.

He looked out at the setting sun, remembering what he did to gain this position. It was worth it, especially knowing he deserved this position. No one would rule better.

Miyuki was too nice. Spork was a fool. And the previous Tallests, Red and Purple, were frustratingly oblivious to what being supreme ruler meant.

But he was a perfect choice. He was born to rule. He had power, and knew exactly how to use it.

They told Zim he was a defect, and he responded by becoming better, then showing them just how wrong he was. Then, he waited patiently for years, biding his time until the perfect time arose. And it did, when Dib tried hacking into the Control Brains, killing the Tallests but not him. He strode forward to become the new Tallest, and in just a couple of months his greatest rival was dead, along with several of his accomplices.

Now, Zim was supreme ruler of the universe, rather than some lowly defect.

And to think, he thought, amused, that it all started with the truth.

So what do you think? Should I post another story that happens long after this? In this case, it will be full of OC's, though the original characters from IZ will be mentioned, and their history will most likely play a part in the events of this story... Hopefully I can write it (no guarantees, though) but I'd like your opinion.