A/N: I'm a freak, 'nough said. Had a dream, deiced to write it down one boring afternoon.
Warning: Contains… lots of crap really… like AlienxBoy mating that results in weirdness… compared to that everything is just peachy.
Disclaimer: Yeah, don't own… But I like to dream sometimes….
Summary: A story within a story… Love… what is it truly? Can it survive time and curses…? Zim and Dib have been wronged with secrets and promises must be broken or kept… What is happening? The only way to find out is to read…
Remember:
"Speech"
Thoughts/Memories
Time Breaks
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Chapter One- A Place Called Home
My father is wonderful… I love him with all my heart. So does my sister. We would do anything for him… But I don't think… it'll be much longer before our love gives out… because it's not our love he needs…
"Wake up!" a female's voice rang loudly in non-existent ears. A small creature, like that of a ten year old boy, woke up with a start. Groggily, his even fingered hands rubbed his aching head.
"Wha…?" he questioned. Another figure put her hands on his hips. The room was gloomy, but that didn't mean the two didn't know who it was or where they were. They were currently residing in Last Port, a science research and development center used to fight the Armada.
"I swear! If I didn't see you breathing you could pass for dead!"
"That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard…"
"Shut up! Just get dressed! We're going into the tank today!"
The female left and it automatically lighted the room. On the bed sat an olive colored boy with large glowing gold eyes. He growled as he jumped out of bed to put on some warm clothes. His four fingered hands pulled on thick black pants and threw on a shirt from somewhere. His antennae twitched in annoyance. But he paused when he noted the inky sky, speckled in distant planets and full of floating dusty meteors in the window view.
"NO!"
The boy flinched. Father must have been told about the tank… The boy quickly grabbed his boots and stumbled to leave his room, the light turning out as he pushed the red button so the metallic doors could close. As expected, his father was turning a color of magenta while being gently held back by his sister.
"There is no way I'm letting you dip them in that thing!" the father's amber eyes were flashing behind his glasses and his dark hair bobbed slightly as his shook his head firmly. The man in the white coat sighed. The green-skinned boy padded up to his father.
"I assure you, it's only a secondary test, it's been a few years, and I'm sure they've grown immunities," the scientist's deep voice spoke as the man had been dealing with this his whole life. Which the Professor had.
"NO!" the amber eyed one shouted, growing frustrated. "I refuse! You can not do this!" Then the boy's father gasped slightly and his hand sprung up to his heart and clenched in his blue shirt tightly. He kneeled down panting.
"Father!" the sister cried, she too, was olive colored and had no nose or ears, but somehow was able to be blessed with her father's jet black hair. The green boy turned his gold eyes back up to the scientist.
"It's okay; we'll go willingly to the tank…" the boy compromised. "Just make sure father goes to see the doctors." Eyes behind glasses grew somber.
"You're making the best choice here, Miz," the scientist smiled. "Zag, come along." The boy and girl left their father with a weak smile. Dib couldn't find it in his heart to smile back.
Doctor's Quarter's
"When was the last time you experienced this pain?" a violet haired woman asked, her eyes never leaving the scanner hovering over Dib's frail body. Signs showed he was at a stand still. Not bad… just not good either.
"Two weeks ago…" he mumbled, eyes closed.
"I don't like it when you're gone…"
"It hurts doesn't it?"
"Yes… why?"
"Simply because I'm not there…"
"Egotistical much?"
"My best point!"
"Growl…"
"… Okay, I'm sorry…I'll stay with you for a while tonight…"
"… Thank you…"
"Anytime…"
A smile…
"Dib!"
Amber eyes snapped open. The woman was resting against the counter, flashing a light into his eyes. Dib winced and sat up, rubbing his face as he did so. "Sorry Gaz," he mumbled. Gaz shook her head to look out the window, white spots dance around outside as their port moved sluggishly through the universe.
"You're getting worse you know," she said with little or no emotion. Dib's gaze had flickered to her quickly, and then with a slight grin he looked out at the scenery with her.
"I'll be fine…" Gaz glowered at the soft words and shot her look back to her brother.
"I hate you!" she hissed and turned back to look at her other patients files. Dib smiled softly toward outside space.
"I love you too Gaz," he whispered. The doctor never paused in her work.
"Why do you wait here..?" her normal apathetic voice was back. Amber eyes closed.
"Dib-love!"
"Ack! Don't sneak up on me!"
"Heh heh, I can't help it…"
"You're a jerk…"
"But I'm you're jerk!"
"I was seriously worried..."
"Why? I would let no harm come to you."
"It was just… you gone for so long… I was afraid they did something to you…"
"Oh…"
"Oh?! That's all you can say?!"
"No…I've just… I don't think anyone has ever worried like that for me before…"
"Oh…"
"See?"
"Shut up…"
"Heh… Diblet?"
"What?"
"I'll always come for you…"
"…"
"So don't worry for me, got it?"
"You're stupid…"
"And you're getting fat!"
"Shu-mhp! Grr! Hmmm…"
Another smile…
"Dib…?" Those amber eyes opened slowly, sadly. Gaz quickly twisted her eyes to the floor. Dib's sorrow was a private matter that one should intrude upon…
"I wait because…" a pale hand rested over a beating muscle. "He tells me so…"
Private Quarters- Two Hours After Tank Experiment
"Da-ad!" the girl, Zag, complained. "Miz keeps pulling my hair!" Dib raised his brow as Miz smiled widely, his hands falling behind his back too fast to be innocent.
"Miz…" he warned. Zag stuck out her serpentine tongue at her brother in triumph. "Don't flaunt Zag," Dib said again. Zag sulked for a moment as Miz quietly snickered. Dib smiled at his children when he knew they weren't looking.
I wonder how long it's been…
It faded slightly as Dib took out a comb from the portable bag he kept by his bed. "Come on, let's brush out the lose strands," his suggested. Zag's pink eyes lit up as she quickly scrambled to sit in her father's lap. Miz waved his hand dismissively as he plopped down on the floor. The boy watched his sister's hair fall out, littering his father's lap with raven hair.
"I'm sorry the experiment caused this…" Dib said gently as the comb raked over damp hair. Zag shrugged as Miz eye's slit menacingly.
"Well, it was a good thing I only dipped in the ends while grandfather was arguing who would have more conclusive results," she waved off. Miz snorted as he lay back on his elbows.
"Remind me to thank you, O savoir!" he grumbled. Zag glared and squirmed in Dib's lap.
"Well excuse me for saving your pathetic-"
"Miz! Zag!"
Both of the children grew silent. Dib sighed as he put down the comb. He patted the spot next to him. Miz's droppy antenna perked up and he crawled up to sit on the bed next to his father. "I am sorry for all that has happened…" the glasses hid his eyes for a moment.
"Father… please tell us about the one who has your heart…" Dib gaped, surprised by Zag's soft tone. Her pink eyes were swimming a little in a kind of slumber. With a pull of the lips Dib looked up at the dull, shiny ceiling.
"Hmm… I don't really know what to say…" Dib confessed. He tilted his head to see Zag look crestfallen. "But I'll try…" The girl's bowed head shot up excited. Miz stayed still next to his father.
"… I'm glad…"
"Huh?"
"I said I'm glad…"
"Glad about what?"
"Glad that it was fake…"
"…"
"Because from the lie… came a truth I don't want to live without."
"… Me too…"
"Hey Dib-baby…"
"Yes?"
"You think we can live on our own?"
"No."
"No?"
"We'll be living with each other…"
"Heh heh… Yes… Yes I suppose so…"
There is that smile…
"The one who has my heart is my everything…" Dib whispered. Zag rested her head on his shoulder. "He gave me my purpose… and you two…" He rested his dark head on top of his daughters, while rubbing Miz's green skull. Miz looked hotly at the ground, not responding to the touch. "You're just like 'im Miz…" The boy ticked the slightest bit.
Just then there was a slight hum and the doors opened slightly to see Professor Membrane stick his head in. "Miz, Zag, it's time for you to sleep," he announced. Zag frowned, but nodded all the same. Miz glanced up, giving the barest signs of compliance.
"G'night Father," Zag said, pecking his pale cheek before getting off his lap. Dib hugged her before she hoped down, Miz following in complete dead silence. He looked to his father for a moment. Miz managed to give him a brief smile.
"Sleep well Miz," Dib said. And then the metallic doors were closed.
Meanwhile…
There was a sadistic scrape of metal against flesh.
Warning! Prisoner escape! Sector 3 has been breached! Repeat…
The words did not register, nothing did. Just the pain… the ripping pain…A possession stolen… promises broken… The penalty for meddling… Is death.
"You will give me the coordinates, AND your fastest, biggest ship possible!" the voice was dark, primeval and bloodthirsty. Crimson eyes, much like the blood of his human, were narrowed threateningly.
Prisoner escape!
A cry pierced the air, and a snap of shattering skulls and blasts of fierce electricity crackled around the monster figure. "Anything you desire!"
"Anything?" The crimson glinted dangerously.
"Anything!" Azure blood leaked from a jade mouth.
"I desire what you've stolen!"
That smile in the darkening eyes…
A pair of crimson eyes opened in an instant. In the blackness of a sealed room, a tall figure sat up, holding his throbbing forehead. "Just my memories again…" he assured.
"Doo doo doo doo… A cloud hangs over…"
"Mmm… Morning Dibby…"
"More like afternoon!"
"He, well, what can I say? I was tired after last night's… activities."
"J-Jerk!"
"Yes, I believed you mentioned some thing like that last night."
"Oh shut up…"
"What were you singing?"
"What?"
"Before… What were you singing before?"
"Oh… It's a song about this guy… and I guess he's in love with this girl who's lonely… I'm not really sure actually because it almost sounds like she held back form him for some reason…"
"Ah…Hmm… Ironic…"
"Ironic? How so?"
"It's almost like us…"
"Well, you haven't heard the song…"
"Sing it to me then!"
"What?!"
"Sing. It. To. Me!"
"No way!"
"Come on! Why not?!"
"B-Because I can't sing!"
"Says who?"
"I don't know…"
"Please..?"
"Hmmh, you're so persistent…"
"Couldn't have gotten you any other way!"
"Hmm… Maaaybe…But you still… I've always been yours…"
"…"
"What?! Stop staring! You're making me blu-mmhp!"
"…"
"-Pant- Must you always kiss me halfway through speaking to you?"
"You won't shut up any other w-mmhhh…"
"Yeah, yeah…"
Smiling…
"Why won't the memories stop?" the figure laid back down into his bed, the sheets floating over his body. A sudden release of air noted him to the doors opening and spilling in fluorescent lights from outside.
"Master!" Blue eyes turned red at a salute to the person wrapped up in the covers. "Approaching target in exactly one hour!" The person jolted up immediately. Skin the color of emerald could be seen as the light fell over it.
"Excellent! Set autopilot and ready the pod!" The eyes of blood faded slightly. I'll be there shortly… just wait a little while longer…
Private Quarters of Dib Membrane
The image was blurry. Green and blurry. "Glasses…" he croaked. A pair of four fingered hands held up the appendages to Dib's face. His vision only worsened.
Miz stood banging his fist against the door in anger. So far it had been exactly two hours since the power had been shut off, and his father had been holed up in this damn cell. No one would answer any of his questions while Zag sat teary-eyed by her father.
"WHY?! LET HIM OUT! HE'S GETTING WORSE!" Miz was yelling, cursing, doing anything that relieved his fury. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!"
"Miz…" Miz antenna flicked upwards. He turned back to his father, sweating on his bed, despite his body temperature dropping lower than 98.6 degrees. "Come here…"
"Father!" the olive boy gasped and dove into his father's chest. Dib chuckled as he let his hand rub circles on his son's tiny back. As Miz lay there, he could here the sounds of screams. He registered all the critical reverberation of crushing bones, and splattering blood. His golden eyes shined in the dim room. The connected with Zag's pink orbs. Both nodded at the same time.
It was up to them to protect their father. Miz rose confidently, taking the time to brush his mouth against his father's temple. Zag fluidly stood her eyes calculating. "I'll take behind the door," she stated.
"That leaves the top corner for me," Miz said, voice icing over as the sound of body hitting metal echoed from the hallway, just beyond the steel doors. A painful shriek escaped from outside. Then…
There was the Bang! of a laser-blasted reinforced metal being burst open. A bloody light seeped in through the debris of rusting doors. A tall, emerald creature stood. The crimson eyes were shining as his boot crunched on the scattered traces of what was once the cell. His antennae shot up as the sound of harsh breathing filled the room. He meant to run to the ill figure lying in the bed, but his senses also picked up two more entities in the room.
Reflexively, his arms came up to block a swift kick toward his face. Pink eyes widened in shock, the crimson-eyed creature twisted his claw around the small leg, and spun around to launch the poor child at the second presence. With a gasp, the olive boy caught his sister. In rage the girl scuttled out of the hold and the boy let go. The defense pose slackened from the tall alien when his gaze landed on the children.
"No…" he whispered, blood eyes wide. Miz stood as tall as he could and next to him Zag was tense. "This has to be a trick…" the alien's claw twitched, and Miz readied himself for attack with his sister fuming beside him.
"I'm afraid not, Zim," a voice said, the figure wavering in the dust. At the sound of his name, Zim twirled to the silhouette of a man walking in from the wreckage he caused. As soon as he saw the face, Zim was thrust up by his spider legs.
"Dwicky!" he snarled. Dwicky just smiled.
"It has been a long time…" he greeted. Zim could feel his sharp teeth grit, causing a slight spark on the tip of his forked tongue.
"Why you bast-"
"Ah, ah!" he reprimanded, waggling his finger. "Not in front of the children." Zim shrank back slightly. Miz and Zag stood confused. Dwicky kindly threw them a smile. "Oh, I suppose I should call in some back up." Zim growled as Dwicky reached into his pocket to pull out a communicator.
Just as he was about to press a button, the dust was cut in half by the swing of a blacked pipe. The man was hit and fell to the floor with a nauseating thud. Zim's spider legs clanked on the floor as he turned to see the newcomer. A violet haired doctor was leaning against the wall. "I don't think so," Gaz wheezed out.
"Auntie Gaz!" Zag shouted and quickly rushed to the woman as she slipped to the floor. "You're injured!" the girl looked a little overwhelmed as her aunt leaked out a small sample of something scarlet from above her collar bone.
Zim's legs retreated back into his PAK. Miz stare flew back and forth between his aunt and this alien apparently named Zim. "What's going on here?" Zim questioned, his voice losing it's vehemence from before. Gaz glanced up, holding her wound tightly.
"They lied to you, to us… to him," Gaz nodded to the sleeping Dib. Zim's gaze followed to behind him. The blood eyes rushed back to Gaz.
"They said… they had died…" Zim's voice was hollow and could barely be heard over the sirens of the port. Gaz calmly nodded.
"We were told… they had killed you too," Gaz admitted. Zim had coiled away as blinking red lights illuminated the area. Zag tried to hush her aunt but the woman shook her head, letting her bob cut fly about. Miz made a slight noise as Zim stepped toward his father. "Don't!" Gaz winced. Miz paused, gold orbs taking the in the sight before him
Zim's naked claw had raked over the perspiring forehead. There was a small wisp of smoke that arose from his skin. The slight burn made him close his eyes and for a moment he knew this was not just a memory…
"What should we name it?"
"ZIM JR!"
"…"
"What?"
"What if it's a girl?"
"Dib Jr?"
"Okay, how about reframing from naming it Jr?"
"… I don't know… How will anyone ever know it's my smeet?"
"Hmm…Then why don't we name it… Miz?"
"Miz?"
"It's your name spelled backwards."
"Miz… Miz, Smeet of Zim, the Mighty Invader! Yeah! I like it!"
"I thought you would…"
"Hmm… yeah… But what if we have two? Can we name one of them Zim Jr?"
"Are you implying I'm fat?!"
"… Maybe…"
"GROWL!"
"Ow! I'm kidding! I'm kidding!"
"Jerk…"
"Heheh, I'm sorry…"
"Hmph!"
"Really I am!"
"Still a jerk…"
"... Dib-love…You're beautiful…"
"Shuddup…"
"No… I'm serious… You are."
"…"
"Hmm… My beautiful Diblet…"
"… Zag."
"Huh?"
"If we have a girl, we'll name her Zag… Gaz backwards."
"Hahaha! Alright, Miz and Zag. Our children…"
"Our smeet…"
"Mmmm…"
The smile once more…
"You're late…" a soft voice sighed as the cold, green claws began to caress sweating flesh. Zim felt a slight smirk as Dib opened his amber eyes. He's going to be alright…
"My apologizes Dib-baby," Zim murmured as he scooped up the thin human. Miz was flabbergasted and couldn't find the will to move. Just as he was about to run to his father the cock of a gun resounded in the cell. Zim's eyes contracted to behind the cell.
Dwicky stood up, his brow gushing sticky blood down his coat. "Stop right where you are!" he orders even though no one moved an inch. "I'll shoot!" His eyes were cloudy due to the blow to the cranium. Zim scoffed and cradled Dib to his chest as he spun back to the crazed man.
"You won't shoot," Zim challenged, feet stepping forward. Dwicky had stepped back, nearly tripping over fallen panels from the roof. "I should kill for even thinking it though…" Zim's other foot shot forward suddenly, moving closer to the frenzied man. Dwicky fingers click back the safety. Gaz's honey eyes darted toward the exit the man was blocking. With an intake of breath she leapt up, charging straight forward.
An explosion seemed to make the entire ship tremble. The echo was more maddening than the actual gunshot. Gaz never made a sound though; the blood simply cascaded around for a moment as if gravity had disappeared. But in an instant, time caught up and the red liquid splashed in a disgusting spray of ovals. Dwicky made a slight screech and he fumbled with the gun. Gaz scowled and simply decked him across the jaw.
"RUN!" she roared over the newly awakening cries of the sirens. Zim stepped back as the vicious command tumbled in his brain. Dib's shocked body pulled flush against his own flung him back to the situation. With a grateful grunt, he nodded pointedly. Zag shook her head, tears soaring from her eyes. "GO ZAG! TAKE CARE OF THEM!" Gaz yelled as she pushed Dwicky to the floor. He tried to wrench away but she kicked him in the chest. "FOR ME! DO IT FOR ME!" Her honey eyes locked with pink…
Zag grabbed her brother and pulled his arm following out the Zim character toward the escape shuttles, but his eyes never leaving his aunt as she wickedly shoved her boot into the man's windpipe. Then they had turned and could see no more of Gaz…
"I h-hope you're- ACK- happy!" Dwicky coughed out. Gaz merely smirked maliciously, her eyes huge and pupils' dilated in a sinister sort of glee.
"Me?" she asked, tone cracking. "Never! I only hate!" Her boot shoved harder and Dwicky stared at her with watering orbs. Blood vessels were popping from the pressure and a blue color grew on his face. There was a crack and Gaz lifted her boot with tender eyes hidden under lilac hair. A gurgling came from the man under her and he scraped at his throat. "But I'll let you know a secret Mr. Dwicky," her hushed voice was brilliant in Dwicky's murky hearing. "I-"
And then there was a detonation again.
Gaz's body arched and she was thrown back in the air before plummeting to the ground and skipping over twisted metal. The scarlet… deep, bold scarlet blood, was everywhere. Professor Membrane cautiously tip toed around the chunks of steel scattering the floor.He loomed over his daughter, watching those honey eyes dim to a faint yellow. "Oh Gaz… Do you know what you've done?" he inquired with his weapon still smoking.
Gaz seemed to smile up at him.
"I don't suppose you have…" he whispered as he bent down to her, wiping the congealed blood from off her temple. "You were supposed to be the sane one…" There was the marching of feet over the messy cell and hallways. Membrane straightened back up and started to walk away when a soldier stopped him.
"Professor! The medic says he can save both Dwicky and your daughter," he reported, pointing over to the people in white with Red Cross armbands. The Professor merely nodded. As he was going back toward the entrance to the main port bay the soldier called out once more, "Sir?! What do we say happened here?!" Professor Membrane halted and cocked his head to the side.
"Invader Zim." And with that, he disappeared into the chaos of black uniformed soldiers, his white coat swaying like a ghost. The solder lifted the glazy eyed Gaz on a stretcher, sticking an IV into her vein. Her red caked lips mouthed words to something far away.
My secret, Dad, is that I finally realize what love is…
Irken Ship-Zim
Miz was glaring at the little blue robot that was happily bouncing on him. Zag parked next to him, emotionless. Zim had narrowed his eyes to practical slits. Dib was curled up in his lap, health increasing considerably. His gloved claw was threading over his scythe-like hair. Miz's eye twitched and finally he stood up, shoving the robot in process.
"Owwwwwwwwwieee-u!" it cried and rolled to hide behind the distant Zag. Zim raised a non-existent brow. Dib sleepily glanced up to see his child glaring at the green alien.
"Alright, just who the hell are you, and what do you want with my father?!" Miz demanded. Dib's spectacled orbs grew a little disappointed. Zim remained stoic.
"You haven't figured it out yet?" Dib asked. Miz felt his head shake a no. Zag's pink eyes focused when she glimpsed that fond look in her father's eyes. A memory again…
"Am I a mommy?"
"A what?"
"A mommy! I'm carrying a baby!"
"Err… I don't think so…"
"Then what will it call me?"
"Um… father I guess."
"Then are you the mom?"
"Uh… no…"
"Then what will the baby call you?"
"Well… on Irk… I'd be traditionally known as the dona."
"Dona?"
"Yep, dona."
"Meaning…?"
"Um… in human terms… sperm donor."
"Oh…"
"You asked."
"Heh, I did, didn't I? Well, that settles it then."
"…"
"You're the dona…"
"Dona… I'm going to be a dona…"
The last smile.
"He's… your dona," Dib explained, glancing up to Zim. His crimson eyes widened, but settled back down. Miz stepped back in surprise. The robot squeaked joyfully on the floor at the sweet couple.
"Dona…?" Miz repeated, shocked. Zag carefully walked forward and stared up at the tall Irken. She nodded after a long, scrutinizing scan with her short, black hair moving up and down. Miz looked at her, his face hardening.
"Yes… You're the one that has father's heart…" she understood. Her pink eyes flooded and she draped herself over her parents, sobbing. Dib sighed as he hugged her and Zim leaned back a little, strangely relieved. But he spied up and saw the golden eyes watch intensely while fading off into morbid thoughts...
Unfortunately there was nothing more to do for the moment. It would have to wait until later…
A/N: IMPORTANT: I don't know whether to continue this fic or not. I will leave it up for one week. If I have positive reviews in that time, then I will finish the story.