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45 - The Earth / 46 - The End - MWFic45 - The Earth / 46 - The End - MWFic by SilentKnight4
Chapter 45 – The Earth
(There is a black screen with ‘one week later’ written over it)
Scene: outer space!
It appears at first as an insignificant dot, just another speckle of decoration on the landscape of the galaxy. As it grows nearer, it can be distinguished to be a lovely blue colour. It sparkles gently. Soon it is close enough, yet still small enough, that Dib thinks he could reach his hand out, grab it, and eat it like a jawbreaker – a blue, green and white jawbreaker, with a small moon orbiting it.
Everyone in the Cruiser is completely quiet. Zim is driving now, with GIR sleeping on the floor behind him, and the humans standing on either side of Zim with awed expressions.
It’s that feeling of coming home, after an endlessly long trip away. No matter how fun the trip was, and how boring it is to be back home, there is just something about it – the security, the predictability, whatever – that makes you feel very … snug.
Dib and Ga
43 - The Friends / 44 - The Stars - MWFic43 - The Friends / 44 - The Stars - MWFic by SilentKnight4
Chapter 43 – The Friends
Scene: coming up to Cureallia
The words ‘some time later’ spread across the screen briefly, over the image of Cureallia.
News does indeed spread quickly across the planets of the Irken Empire. Everyone has by now heard about the execution of an insane ex-invader who, as the story goes, accused the Tallest of being villains. How laughable! And such a fitting end for the poor fool who dared do such a thing.
For the planet Cureallia, however, it is life as usual. The familiar swarm of little ships travel to and from it, collecting remedies for diseases and the ingredients for remedies for diseases; sharing knowledge, thriving in profit, swindling tourists. Several screens orbit the planet, displaying the latest news should any ships care to stop and read them. The Voot Cruiser, which has made a day-and-a-half trip back to this place, whooshes past the screens on the approach to the planet, ignoring them. We can hear what our heroes are talking ab
41 - The Mercy / 42 - The Death - MWFic41 - The Mercy / 42 - The Death - MWFic by SilentKnight4
Chapter 41 – The Mercy
Scene: the dusty little docking bay
A1 carefully places the gun Zim had taken from him back on his belt, as Rebda forces herself to settle down and try to get her thoughts together. She is sitting with injured leg stuck out, leaning on her arms and staring at the floor. A1 fingers the money Dib gave him.
Finally, the sounds of churning gears are no more. The Cruiser is gone.
In the new, perfect silence, Rebda sits up and hunches her shoulders, moving herself so that she’s facing her ex-henchman. She gives him a very bitter death glare.
You betrayed me, and have done the whole Empire a potentially fatal disservice by allowing that ... DOOM-SINGING ... Zim, to escape. You’ll lose your life for what you’ve done.
Doom-singing? ... um, yes, doom-singing. Whatever. I can’t believe I was loyal to you for as long as I was. You don’t even call me by my real name, which I can’t even remember anymore! I can no longer
39 - The Getaway / 40 - The Exit - MWFic39 - The Getaway / 40 - The Exit - MWFic by SilentKnight4
Chapter 39 – The Getaway
Scene: the execution hall
On the stage, a mob of Irken paparazzi appear and mill around, frantically indicating that they want the Tallest to pose for them. Amid swirling spotlights, the Tallest cheerfully strike heroic poses against a backdrop of their besotted fans/subjects. They’d never miss a chance to display themselves as the pillars of JUSTICE that they think they are. Not far behind them, Rebda finishes up a wicked laugh, and casually leans against the little machine within which lies the melted pak.
Mistress Rebda! Will you give us some–
Fodder? Yes, very well, I AM remarkably photogenic.
She flings her arms behind her head in what she perhaps considers sexy, then while all the flashbulbs go off, she has a thought. She grins evilly as she thinks, eyes darting around. The cameras lap it up.
As soon as this photo shoot is over, I should go see how Zimmy is doing. The ten minutes wouldn