Sick Part 8

Sick part.8
“…Eyes Turn Black…”
By Invader Sal
The next morning I blinked my eyes opened.
I felt something cozy on my back, I grabbed the edged of the strange fabric and cuddled my face into it.
“GIR…you here?” I said, knowing GIR had placed the blanket on my back while I was asleep.
BANG! CRASH! BOOM!
I shot up! What was falling?! I began to look around. Nothing seemed broken.
“MASTER!! I CAN’T SEE!!”
“WHAT?!” I jumped up and began to limp to where I heard his voice.
When I got there, I could see the damage GIR made as he tried to get to the part of the lab I was at. I looked around till I found GIR back facing me. “GIR!”
I placed my hand on his shoulder and began to turn him. “What do you mean you can’t-!” I gasped, GIR’s eyes were as black.
SIR…
I lifted him up and began to limp to back to the lab.
“COMPUTER GET THE CLONE READY FOR THE TRANSPLANT!!”
“Yes, Sir!”
“Clone? Master, what clone?” GIR Gasped.
“I can’t explain,” I said laying him on a table. “Just sit still.” I grabbed a helmet connected to a wire and placed it on his head. “I’ll be right back.”

“Hello, clone!” I said looking at the clone, he was strapped down to the table with the helmets to his head.
“ZIM! WHAT’RE YOU DOING TO ME?!”
“Well, I’ll explain before I start this machine. You see, your body doesn’t belong to you, clone, it belongs to the unit behind this wall. And that’s all.” I began to pull the lever.
“WAIT!!”
I turned back to the clone. “What?!”
“Am I going to die?”
“Yes…” I hurried back to the lever and pushed it down. A streak of light suddenly hit the room, blinding me. I tumbled and hit my head, causing me to black out.

Blink. I began to regain consciousness and sight. “GIR…” I moaned. I took a few seconds before. “OH MY TALLEST, GIR!!” I rushed up to the body on the table, still strapped down. “GIR!! OH TALLEST, PLEASE WAKE UP!!” I un-strapped the body and began to shake it. “Please! Wake Up!” I finally gave up…
…
WAIT!
I began to limp to the other room where GIR was.
“GIR…” I whispered, afraid of what I might find. And sure enough, my fears came true. I grabbed the lifeless body and began to cradle it.
“Oh, GIR…” I could see tears  drip on to the metal face.
Was I crying?
NO, Invaders shouldn’t cry!
…
But I am…
“I’m sorry…”
The room felt very silent an empty for about two minutes in till I started hearing noises from the other room.
“Computer, please stop making noise…” I sniffed. But still the noise went on, I’m pretty sure I had heard some groans.
“Computer, I said-”
“Master…”
That Voice Wasn’t the computers! I looked at the body in my arms. Every light was out still.
Did that mean…
I ran to the other room to find the clone sitting up and rubbing the back of his head.
“GIR is that you?!”
“Um…” He looked around him staring at his hands and feet. “I think so…but this ain’t my body, Master, So I might not be…” He turned his head to me with a very confused look. “It was all dark and stuff, I hit my head.”
My lip began to quiver and I began to laugh. GIR gave me the most confused look I had ever seen.
“What’s a matter, Master?”
“It’s nothing, GIR,” I said, trying to stop laughing. “I’ll explain all this, come on.” I grabbed his hand and began to walk him to the main lab.
THE END OF PART 8