Irken Invader Zim Novels & Stories

Karen stand up "What's going on?" "Who's zircon?"Castus press on not shining his gaze away from her. "He's not human, he's a dragon"Blood drain from Castus face "Zircon is a dragon"

I whispered. Liam entered just as Tamar chimed in again. “And here's the kicker—her vitals match yours down to 99.93%. But she’s older. By… five years.” I turned to Liam. “This isn’t cloning. This is something else.” He studied the footage, then pulled up an old log. “Your father mentioned a contingency once. Codenamed Iris. Something about a fail-safe if Venn became unstable.” “You think she’s part of it?”

She tilted her head, a look of genuine pity on her glowing features. “Oh, Zara. You still think in three dimensions. How quaint.” She leaned in, her breath smelling of ozone and dead stars. “There are no aliens. There is no invasion force waiting in the sky.” What? What did that even mean? She swept her hand around the room. The walls shifted, displaying images, not of space, but of Earth. A burning Earth. Cities crumbling to dust, oceans boiling, and wolves… millions of wolves, starving, dying, their bodies withering away.

Zara's voice echoed smoothly over the subterranean PA system. Lucian didn't ask questions. The apocalyptic god of war instantly took two heavy steps backward, his pitch-black eyes locked entirely on the nursery. Deep within the Valerius bedrock, Zara completely bypassed the standard medical wing security grid. She reached directly into the dark web architecture her grandfather had left her a heavily guarded, ghost level analog override known within the syndicate only as the Emrys Protocol. She twisted a sequence of dials on the terminal and slammed her palm onto the red execute key.

she said slowly, "He will kill me" he replied, Terra held him by the shoulder, "You are safe with me" she told him, He stared at both zarae and rashkov before looking back at her. He opened his mouth to speak when he screamed out in agony as flames burst out of his body, terra moved back in shock as he screamed, zarae drew her closer as the flames took a shape and at once terra recognized the man, "Ikira" he said with a deep dark set of eyes,

As Damian's voice filled the air with his complaints about the fluttering fairies, which he equated to bothersome flies, Zen trudged through the gloomy forest. It reminded him of the mushroom forest veiled in a poisonous fog. Thankfully, Zen was immune to the side effects of miasma, a stark contrast to Damian's vulnerability. Any miasma that came into contact with him was instantly purified. “You’re like a walking version of an air purifier,” the cyborg commented offhandedly after collecting his fourth fairy tear. “Part of me wish I’d taken the same quest path as you. These flies won’t stop trying to pull on my hair or scratch my eye out!”