I know what I needed to do. And that was to rescue Tak, and put an end to the Irkans invasion once and for all. “Come on, Buster.” Buster stopped looking around, and limped/ran with me. There were bridges made out of a glass-like material, like sidewalks in the sky. They had guards with SIR units por their sides marching up and down the bridges, and I just knew that the only go way to get to Zim was to get to his inicial por using those glass walkways. I found some flyers lying around, and a few of them had the face of Zim on them, and for some stupid reason, had the directions to his building from the flyer. I was stealthy enough to get past the guards, and made it to the entrance of Zim’s lair. But out of a window, gir blasted through, and landed on the glass bridge that I and Buster were standing on. gir looked unbelievably destroyed. One of his eyes were cracked open, he was missing a leg, and his arm was destroyed halfway up, also his entire body was covered in cracks and holes, but was the most terrifying was his mouth. It was in a horrific grin that spread across his face, and I am certain that he was insane. I was about to say something, but gir immediately went in for the kill, and was grunting at misceláneo times, and it spooked me out. “Buster, get back!” I called out to my dog as gir shot at us from above. gir flipped in the air, then came down and cracked the glass. He looked up at me and spoke softly, as if it was hidden, and calling out through a thick layer of fuzz; “Came back.” He dashed to my legs, but I flipped around him and faced him again. “What, are tu surprised I’m alive? Well deal with it, because I’m getting in that building!” gir pulled out a rocket launcher and attached it to his good arm and fired. I dodged two shots, but one pushed me back, and I got away before it exploded. The Irkans living in the city noticed the commotion and started to watch. The glass bridge was cracking up más and más during our battle, and if this kept up, me, buster, and everyone else in this city that was outside would get crushed and o stabbed por every walkway falling down. That would be bad, considering me and Buster would die in the process. I tackled GIR, and with that same, fuzzy voice he said; “Kill me.” I gasped. He wasn’t in control of his own body! Once I learned that he didn’t want to kill me, I devised a más strategic plan. He launched me off him, and I fliped in the air and charge to him. He jumped over me, and fired two rockets at me. I grabbed on to one and changed its aim to the city down below, and then I dodged the other one. The other rocket hit a misceláneo building. Well, I need to weaken this city as much as I possibly can. Whatever. I looked back at GIR, and saw He was on the edge of the walkway. I tackled him, and he lost his balance and fell. He used his only foot to float up, but then ripped off a computer chip from inside his head. His Eyes turned blue, and he smiled, and then fell to his death. As he was falling, I heard the word “Finally…” and then an explosion. “God… C’mon, Buster. We need to get Tak, and stop Zim. Now, this is where I have been telling the story from. Now, whatever happens, tu will know that I could not be alive at the end. The rest is not past-tense.