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Seeing Red	By : Florville Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > Slash - Male/Male Views: 8032 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 11: Dark Side

****This chapter is dedicated to InvaderMonkey! Welcome back, you’ve been missededed!

Purple woke first in the morning, cuddling up against Red, then nuzzling his neck, sighing softly. Slipping out of bed, Purple took one last look at Red, smiling, and then left the room, going to his own suite to bathe and get dressed. Returning to Red’s suite when he was done, he saw that his co-Tallest was still sound asleep, and he didn’t have the heart to wake him. Shaking his head, Pur floated off to the Control Deck, sitting down at the helm and pulling up the work he’d left off with the day before.

About an hour later, one of the Communications Officers ran up to him and saluted.

Purple’s antennae quirked forward, and he blinked at him. “Yes?”

“My Tallest, there seems to be a problem with one of the prisoners on board.”

Pur’s squeedlyspooch tightened, and he suddenly felt very sick. “Oh?” He tried not to look anxioius. “And what’s the problem?”

The officer sighed. “The guards assigned to his maximum security cell are getting very annoyed…he’s loud and extremely obnoxious.”

Purple nodded quietly, setting his document tablet down. “I understand that he’s obnoxious, but that’s the job those guards have been assigned to.”

The Communications Officer looked extremely uncomfortable. “It’s…something else, too, my Tallest…the guards wouldn’t tell me the details, but they really wanted to see you and Tallest Red in person, which is why they sent me up…they’re requesting to speak with you both.”

Purple rose to his feet, straightening his robe. “Red’s busy. I can talk to them.”

As the officer led Purple towards the cell, the violet Tallest cringed. Loud and obnoxious was an understatement; Meero was being downright confrontational. Staying out of the line of sight of the entrance to the cell, Purple nodded to the two guards, who looked thoroughly exasperated, but relieved to see him. “You wanted to speak to me?”

One of the guards stepped forward, nodding, then looking pointedly at the Communications Officer, who saluted and ran off. “My Tallest…” the guard shifted from foot to foot. “This prisoner is becoming extremely…unpleasant.”

“It’s your job to guard him.”

“Oh yes, I know that, my Tallest,” the guard nodded, then cringed a little at another loud burst of epithets from inside the cell. “It’s just…the things he’s saying about you are quite unacceptable. We don’t believe a word of it, of course, but it’s beginning to get really offensive. There are certain things an Irken shouldn’t say about the rulers of our Empire.”

“Indeed.” Purple muttered, looking towards the entrance of the cell. “So what do you want me to do about it?” He looked back down at the guard, his antennae twitching.

“We wanted to ask if you or Tallest Red could authorize us to keep him under sedation.”

Pur contemplated this for a moment, then shook his head. “I’d have to talk to Red about that. I’m not sure what he has planned for this prisoner,” here Purple paused, his eyes darkening slightly, a smile drifting across his face, “and I wouldn’t want to interfere with what he’s going to be doing, of course.”

“Of course, my Tallest…” the guard nodded in resignation. “We figured we would make the request anyway, just in case.”

Purple nodded, stiffening at a rather graphic outburst from the cell which was extremely derogatory towards him, and his eyes narrowed to thin amethyst slits. Floating slowly towards the entrance, Purple clenched his fists, his antennae twitching angrily. Standing in the doorway, Pur glared at the ex-Invader who had sought to break him.

“What did you just say about me?”

“I said you swallowed me down like a two-bit Vortian whore from the Brothel Planet, Purple!” Meero laughed wildly. “And you did!!”

Purple bristled. “Open the perimeter shield.” He growled. “I’m not going to tolerate this kind of insolence.”

“Sir, we can sedate him—”

“I SAID OPEN THE SHIELD!” Purple snapped at the guard.

Terrified, the guard fumbled with the panel for the access code, punching it in. The shield deactivated with a soft hiss, and Pur went into the cell.

“My Tallest, we don’t advise—”

“Stay out.” Purple ordered, then turned back to Meero, approaching him slowly.

“Have you missed me?” Meero purred, sneering up at him.

Purple was silent for a long time, then kicked the ex-Invader hard across the face.

Taken off guard, Meero went limp in his bonds for a few seconds, then blinked up at Purple in surprise. Almost a minute passed, and then a smile crept across Meero’s face. “Can’t you think of a better comeback?” He snickered, licking the blood from the corner of his mouth. “Or would that require too much intelligence?”

“I don’t waste words on scum like you, traitor.” Purple said flatly, looking down at him for a long moment before snarling and kicking him across the face again. “But I think that beating the crap out of you might make me feel pretty good right now.”

With that, Purple hauled Meero to his feet and slammed him against the wall, his violet eyes burning with bitter hatred and thinly veiled misery, his face inches from Meero’s.

“You made an attempt on my life—”

“But the sex was great.” Meero snickered, grunting when Pur slammed him against the wall, hard.

“YOU are a liar and a defect, prisoner-drone.” Purple snarled, hoisting him off the ground until his feet were dangling in the air, then slamming him against the wall again, holding him there.

The Invader grunted, then opened his eyes, grinning again. “So, Red isn’t the only one in denial.” Meero purred, licking his lips. “You’re beautiful with a gag on, you know.”

All four of Purple’s spider-legs shot out of his Pak, slashing in different directions, each slicing through flesh and bone, leaving the ex-Invader hanging against the wall with four deep gashes in his body, blood dripping down and pooling on the ground at his feet. Meero gasped in pain, shuddering as he clenched his teeth.

“Where are your words now, Meero?” Purple hissed. “Huh? Where are they?” He swung his gauntleted arm down, the metal colliding with the side of the ex-Invader’s face, which emitted a sickening crunching noise. “WHERE ARE THEY?!” Purple swung again, but found his arm restrained, and he lost his balance when he was pulled back.

“I thought I told you to—” Purple’s rage died instantly. “Red?”

The Scarlet Tallest nodded, his gaze worried. “What are you doing, Pur?” He murmured.

Purple blinked at him, then looked down at his gauntleted hands, catching his breath when he saw Meero’s blood on the metal. “Oh…oh…” He cringed, pushing past Red and hurrying out of the cell, removing his gauntlets and dropping them on the floor, looking down at his hands as if they didn’t even belong to him.

Red gave Meero a nasty look, then left the cell, floating over to Purple and gently touching his arm. “Are you all right?” He looked around, confused. “What are you even doing down here?” What he’d just seen had absolutely terrified him. Even though Purple had yelled at him a few days ago, he’d still never seen his co-Tallest this angry.

“I don’t know what happened, Red.” Purple moaned softly, wrapping his arms around himself. “I just…I started hitting him, and I couldn’t stop…” Tears welled up in his deep amethyst eyes and he looked at Red sadly. “I want him to die, Red…I want to kill him…” He shuddered, the tears running down his face as he closed his eyes, his antennae lowering. “Is that bad?”

Red sighed softly, wrapping his arms around Purple and holding him close, snapping his fingers at one of the guards and pointing to the gauntlets Purple had dropped, indicating that he wanted them taken care of. Gently leading Purple down the corridor, Red kissed the side of his head. “No, Pur, it’s not.”

“But I’m not like that.” Purple moaned, hovering alongside Red, leaning against him. “I’ve never wanted to hurt anyone…”

“I’d say this is a pretty big exception.” Red stroked Purple’s back gently, nuzzling the base of one antenna.

Pur caught his breath at the sensation, suddenly forgetting what he was about to say.

Red sighed. “I think maybe we should take a day off, Pur. I’ll look after you.”

Purple sniffled. “I think that might be a good idea.”

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To Kharn: Aww, poor baby! *hands you an ice pack* Thank you so much for reviewing, you rock my world.
To Krimzon: Yeah, Purple’s cute when he blushes. I like it. He’s happy that Red wants to torture Meero on his behalf. It’s so…chivalrous. *winks*
To Haywire_Hakaze: No need to worry about whoopin’ me (you wouldn’t win anyway, nyah, nyah, nyah) ‘cuz I sure as heck ain’t done with this yet, baby!! WHOO!
To Yaoifanboy: I love it when you go all fanboy, Jake.
To Meee: Glad you liked it! *smiles*
To XxSilentNightRainxX: Well, Pur’s much smarter than people think...it’s about time he played some games! *winks*
To Sylver: *grins* hot pokers….hmmmmmm…..and yeah, Red is sexy when he’s mad.
To InvaderMonkey: Hey, welcome back!! *glomp* Glad you’ve got the net back, it sucks not to have it. Glad you’re liking the story! And, as always, *LURVE*
To Tamagoakura: Yayyyy, flowers!
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