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I'm not sure what inspired this fic.. heh heh.. I woke up this morning with the idea in my head. Yes, I will be continuing my other story now.. this story is just a one-shot. It's sort of sad. This is also my first attempt at Invader Zim slash.. so.. heh.. It's also very short..
Warnings: Almighty Tallest Red and Purple Slashy-stuff, ummmm... death and destruction... angsty stuff.. maybe so me out of character-ness... murder and thoughts of suicide.. flame me if you wanna! :)
Disclaimer stuff: I don't own Invader Zim, and nobody paid me to write this cruddy story.. heehee.. I wrote it because of my silly ideas.
I can remember it so clearly.. it was just a few days ago... the corridor was dark, I could hear the guards talking somewhere far off in the hallway, but they weren't in my line of sight. That was a good thing, I didn't need anyone witnessing what I was about to do.. my head was swimming as I approached his door and placed my hand on the touch pad to open it. He trusted me, and I felt bad about that. I pitied him and part of me despised myself. His room was always open to me, but I never returned the same courtesy. I regret that now.
hissssssss...
I peered into the dim room, saw his eyes look up at me from something that he had been reading. I could feel my body tremble as the purple orbs settled on me. My grip tightened on the blaster that I held behind my back, I could hear him breathing. He smiled at me, then asked me what was wrong.. I didn't answer him. I hate the look that was in his eyes, a look of concern. He shouldn't have cared so much. It will always haunt me.
Then there was fear, so much fear that it was intoxicating. I could feel his fear as I touched his skin and threw him up against the wall. His eyes were wide, his antannae stiffened, the room felt like it was full of electricity as I pressed the blaster against his chest. He wasn't wearing his armor like usual. He didn't stand a chance.
"R-Red, why?" He asked me, he was trying not to tremble, trying to hold his fear inside. Purple was always bad at hiding things...
I shook my head sadly and told him not to ask me why, it was too complicated to explain. Before he could say more, I pulled the trigger. I tried to stop myself, I swear that I did, but I couldn't. I pulled it and his whole body stiffened, then he collapsed against me. My sweet Purple.. he was bleeding..
He always told me that lasers were horrible things..
I held him tightly against me as his eyes started to grow dim.. until there was no shine left in them.. he whispered to me before he was gone.
I want you to know that I love you.
That's what he said. There was no hate in him, he didn't care that he was dying. I should have told him why, but even now I have no idea. Maybe I wanted to rule alone, maybe I was afraid of him. I just don't know.
I held him for a very long time, horrible sorrow eating away at me.. why did I have to do it? I'm still holding him. It's been days. The guards have been trying to get in.. they'll find a way eventually. I haven't eaten, haven't slept... haven't bothered to try to whipe away the blood that covers us both. I hope that I die in here too, but even if I don't... I'll tell them what happened, and if it means my death as well then that's okay. My hunger for power is gone, now.. I don't even want to rule anymore, because it's not even worth it. My greed consumed me and destroyed you, Purple. If I could go back I would do anything to make sure it didn't happen, but it's too late now... nothing can ever bring you back. I've thought about turning the gun on myself, but I deserve so much worse than that..
I'm sorry... and I love you too.
I hope what happens to me is more painful...