Fin

Chapter 35

Fin was sitting in the cruiser behind the hospital; thinking as she watched a storm rolled in. She stepped out and turned the curser invisiable. She stepped out into the street after tieing her hair and antiennas back. She saw Dib a block and a half away. She made up her mind.

She went back into the alley and her comunitcation sceen came out of her PAK. After a couple fizzes, an Irkin came on. By his uniform, it looked like he worked close to the Tallest.

"State your name and your bisiness," he demainded.

"My name is Fin. I need to speak to the Tallest."

"Let her speak to us."

Then she was able to come eye to eye for the first time with her alien leaders. She removed her contact lends and bowed her head. "My Tallest. It's a pleasure to met you at last." She lifted her head as the purple clothed leader spoke.

"Little follower, why did you contact us. You were going to get your adiuence with us soon enough."

"My leaders, I wanted to make a request. I want to move my launch date up four Earth days from now."

"Does Zim know that you are making this request?" asked the red clothed Tallest.

"The Invader known as Zim hasn't a clue. I made this call on my own terms while he was busy. He has bearly left me alone sense he announced me to you."

The two turned around to talk amonst themselves; Fin rolled her eyes. She watched the two of them closely. They snickered and laughted as they whispered. She started to glare at the two till they turned around. She widened her eyes as if she wasn't thinking anything.

"Alright, Fin, we will allow this. We will contact Zim so that it may look like it was our brillient idea," Purple said.

"Of course," Fin said as if it was expected.

"We'll be waiting for you," Red said.

She gave them another bow before the moniter turned off. The screen went away as she put her contact lends back on. She rubbed her eyes as she muttered, "I can't believe I'm going behind Zim's back like this."

"I thought so," Dib said at the entrace of the alley as he made he presence known to her.

"You thought what, Dib-Stick?" she asked as she turned around.

"I thought that you were an alien," he said triumphuently.

Fin acted concerned. "Oh no, I've been caught talking with my leaders." She went back to her usall stance. "As if any one will believe you. Honestly, Dib-Stick, if you haven't been able to persuade anyone about Zim and you were blinded by the fact that Tak was one of us; there is no way that you will be able to convince people that I'm one too."

"Tak was an alien?"

Fin faced palmed. "My point exactly." She looked at him through her fingures. "But I'm not here to tell you how stupid you are or other humans. I'm here for you." She jumped as she took out her spider legs and pinned Dib under them.

Dib stuggled to get out.

"You shot me, Dib, and I'm going get you back." It started to pour as she picked him up and tossed him around till her throw up. After he had empty his stumick, Fin turned him to face her while he was still shacking. She started to punch him in the face. After a few good upper cuts, she admired her work as Dib tried to throw a few punches.

It was useless till he kicked her in the chest. Fin got on her hands and knees till she had her breath back. Dib pounded her head. Next she did a head-butt. Dib fell back himself. Fin rubbed her head till most of the delirea was gone. She looked up at her uncle as they both got up.

"So, you finally getting that fair fist fight you wanted," Dib asked as he wiped away the blood that his lip. "And how is the rain not bothering you? I would thing that you would be screaming in pain."

Fin stuck her hands up. "The rain doesn't matter. And this is not what I quite had in mind," she said as she got a running start. She round kicked and hit him in the side. He fell on the ground and his glasses cracked.

He looked up at her. "How did you get so good? I mean, carpared to Zim, you're a challange."

Fin took one of her spider legs and charged it. "I wouldn't want to spoil the surpise." She then eleticuted him in the chest. "How does it fell, Dib-Stick? To have your life in someone else's hands." She shocked him again.

"Stop!" Dib yelled as he tried to catch his breath.

Fin backed off, them Dib went to go pin her back. Fin then kneed him in the grorn. Using her feet, Fin bushed him off of her. She got out of his range using the spider legs again. He tried to run away while holding his grorn. Fin, however, stopped him short.

"I bet you wished you had that human weapon of yours right now? It's sad; can't even win a fight without it."

Dib finally ran into one of the legs. Fin pulled the gun out of her pants and shot it; hitting Dib in the sholder. He yelled in pain and Fin came closer. She shot again; a little further down his arm. Again; further down his arm and missing his elbow. Each shot causing him to back into the cruser till her was pinned.

"There are still more bullets in this gun!" she said and she came closer. She stuck the gun under his throut to make him look down to her.

The five foot nine looked at the four foot nine. "Go ahead. Don't mock me; just shot."

"Now why would I do that?" Fin asked as she turned the gun. "I would, but shooting you by the heart would almost kill you on contact. So I won't." She pushed the gun deeper into him throat. She looked into his eyes. "I would put moneys down that there was something buzzing in your subconscience that lead you to do the things that you do. Like Gaz when she burns herself or when Zim cuts."

Dib's eye widened. "How did you know that she-"

"I saw for myself." She moved the gun to his chest. "Let me think. A father that's never there. Knowing a big truth and no one believes you; that also brings up how long this has been going on for you. You might be insane. Knowing that you are the only one that could save the human race from aliens. What else?.......Oh, how about how everyone shoots you down. Your classmates. Whatever agency that you're a part of that chaces aliens. Or the people that matter most to you. Like your father. For years, all you have wanted was his attention and approval.

"When Zim came to Earth, you desided to dedicate years of your life in trying to get back at Zim. Then me, I may have been a misfire, but you shot me; almost killing me. Yet you knew that if I somehow lived that I would be able to help Zim take over the world. And knowing that there was nothing you could have done because no one would believe you." Fin gave a small laugh. "Amazing what you can learn when a computer data base is the olny source of entertainment when you're stuck in the same spot for a month." She moved the gun to his stomuck. "Let's make a deal, Dib-Stick, sound good?"

Dib swallowed with a nod. Of course you do whatever the person with the gun says.

"You leave here alive as if nothing happened. You can keep doing whatever you want to; go back to your normal life. Be a parenoal obsesant, terriorize the people around you; by all means. But when ever I ask you to do something for me, you must. Or this gun will have a victim that's actually died. Got it?"

Dib nodded.

"Good," Fin said as she moved the gun slightly to the left and shot.