Zim wishes to remind you all...
“Good hearts and intentions? Had you even met them?”
“Ken, the digimon emperor, who allowed himself to be controlled…Who harmed and killed thousands of tiny creatures because he thought the world a game. Then Wes, who steals and harms in order to survive, without even thinking about who he harms. A common, typical street thief.”
“You did not know them at all. They were not good people, as good people do not exist. Zim has learned that on his time on this planet.” He wasn’t moving, standing his ground and glaring at N. ”They are better dead. Dead, they will serve a purpose for the greater species, also known as the Irken.”
Slowly, a smirk came to Zim, and his look was evil. ”You know, once Zim deals with you, there is always that annoying robot. Zim always wondered how he ticked. And those girls. A young child must have different functions than the teenager and adult, yes? Zim will be able to find out soon enough.”
That was the last straw. With an animalistic snarl, N leapt at the Irken, pinning him to the floor as he bared his teeth. "Don't you dare talking about them like this! Ken was kind - even facing his death, he reached out for you, he tried to help you! Wes is good - he saved an entire region. He reached out to me. So don't you dare badmouth them like this, when you are not worthy of having even looked at them!"
Zoroark jumped forward, snarling. Without thinking, N grabbed the Irken and slammed his head onto the floor with strength that didn't seem to belong to him, the anger overwhelming his senses. "I won't allow you to touch those people. You own't get near Bianca and the girl, nor the robot. I'll make sure you'll never get the chance to touch them again."
