Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Zim, Kay? If I did I would be dancing around and
laughing at all my sad, sad little classmates shrieking "I have my own
cartoon series and thousands of fans across the country! Nya nya nya
nya!!!"
Dib and The S.I.R.
Written BY Synia Ragnarok
"Oh Crap…" Dib shouted as he nearly went tumbling over the edge of a 6000 mile high mountain top. Luck for him a metallic hand reached out and grabbed him by the collar of his trench coat.
"You must be suicidal or something. That's the third times you've done that!" The S.I.R said in that metallic voice of hers. Dib fell backwards and collapsed into the stone ground.
"Well, you're not running for your life." Dib retorted. The S.I.R. nodded.
"Yeah, I guess your right." Said the S.I.R. sheepishly. Dib pulled himself up and turned around.
Only to see Xye's voot cruiser there. With Xye smiling sinisterly at him through the purple glass as the missiles loaded.
"I could have avoided all of this…" Dib thought sadly. " If only I had taken a different route to skool…".
[2 Months Earlier]
It was a chilly October morning. The trees sported their new colorful leaves. The sun had not yet risen over the horizon, but that didn't mean others hadn't risen yet.
"I have it Gaz! The perfect plan! It's foolproof!" Dib exclaimed, running into the kitchen, waving some papers covered in messy calculations in the air. Gaz looked up wearily from her bowl of Count Chocula cereal.
"It's too early for you to bug me." She stated. Dib sat down at the table.
"But I really have it this time Gaz! It's foolproof, I swear! Just look at these!" Dib shoved the papers over to his sister who looked at them for a second then glanced at her brother.
"Numbers don't lie Gaz. Numbers NEVER lie!" Dib cried happily. Gaz sighed. She was really too tired for revenge.
Her insomnia had been eating away at her for weeks now. It was a good thing and still bad. Good because without sleep she had more time to finish her games but because she was always so out of it even she, the great goddess of Gameslaves, wasn't playing very well.
"Fine ignore me if you must. But soon, very soon, you will all thank me for my selfless efforts to save humanity!" Dib said dramatically while storming out of the room. He shut the door behind him violently.
Gaz looked over the couch. She grinned and began counting silently to herself.
1…
2…
3…
4…
5…
The door opened slowly and Dib marched in, cheeks flushing slightly. He grabbed his backpack and Binder off of the couch and walked back outside, shutting the door quietly behind him.
"Idiot…" Gaz muttered. She continued to eat he highly sugared cereal.
Dib walked towards the skool eagerly, the plans tightly sealed away in his backpack.
"Oh boy." Dib thought happily"Zim is as good at dead." Infact, Dib was so happy and sure of his soon-to-be victory over his rival that he didn't pay very much attention to where he was going. That is, until he tripped over something and landed flat on his face.
"Watch where you're going earth scum!" a voice shrieked. Dib felt himself being tossed aside.
Dib jumped up and glared at his opponent.
"Zim!" Dib looked at the robot in front of him. "G.I.R?" He asked. The S.I.R. looked up at Dib with its cold ruby eyes.
"No. OI am S.I.R. 6,666. You are…" The Robot paused and waited for Dib's response.
"I get it! Zim disguised you as a different S.I.R! You won't fool me G.I.R." Dib paused and smiled. He reached into his pocket and produced a small bag filed with lukewarm Taquitos.
" Hey G.I.R., go get the taquitos!" Dib ordered playfully, tossing the taquitos in the distance. The S.I.R watched the taquitos fly across and land in the bushes. The S.I.R sighed and turned back to Dib.
"Look, I have no idea who this G.I.R. person is but I wish you would stop mentioning him and/or her. I was wondering if you knew where the 'skool' is located." Asked the S.I.R. Dib nodded.
"Yeah, I know where it is, but I have to met up with a certain person to bring them to their death, Bye bye G.I.R.' Dib said waving his hand dismissively as he walked away from the small robot.
The S.I.R.'s eyes narrowed and its arm shot out and tied around Dib's leg. It dragged Dib towards it. The Sir lifted Dib into the air and looked at the young boy.
"Now you listen here! I am not GIR! Okay? I MA NOT GIR! I don't even know who this GIR is so just stop with the name calling! I am SIR number six thousand six-hundred-sixty-six! Okay?!" The S.I.R cried angrily. Its red eyes faded to a light magenta as it watched the poor boy.
"Oh I'm sorry. Really, I am…" The S.I.R. said lowering Dib to the ground.
"I've just had a really really bad day." The S.I.R said sadly. Dib rubbed his ankle where the S.I.R.'s claw had held him moments before.
"Who are you?" Dib asked, turning to the S.I.R. The S.I.R looked off into the distance.
"I told you, I am number 6,666. Weren't you listening?" It asked. Dib shook his head.
"No, I mean, where did you come from?" He asked. The S.I.R sighed. "Irk…" It said. Dib jumped up.
"Is that where Zim's came from? Is that his home planet?" Dib asked. The S.I.R.'s amethyst eyes looked confused.
"Zim? Zim who?"
"You know, Zim! The green kid!"
"All the warriors of my planet are green…"
"I mean, the green kid that is here on earth! Do you know him? He has a robot that looks a lot like you." Dib insisted. The robot shook her head.
"No, I do not know of this 'Zim' you speak of. Al though I am very intrigued to meet him if it is possible." the S.I.R said. Dib heaved a sigh and looked at the S.I.R.
"So, where is your master?" asked Dib. The violet eyed S.I.R. looked a little surprised.
"She is…in hiding…" The S.I.R. said like each word brought pain. Dib blinked.
"She?" He asked. The S.I.R. nodded.
"My Master is female. A light skinned, red eyed weapons specialist. She's very bitter"
"About what?"
"Not even I know the answer to that."
"Why aren't you with her?"
"She dismantled me."
"What?"
"She threw me away. Claimed I was useless, as I was, and threw me away along with cleansing chalk wrappers old letters from Void."
"Voi?"
"Old friend."
"What happened to him?"
"…"
"What happened to him?"
"He…died."
"Oh…"
"So exactly how many questions are you gonna ask me anyway?"
"I guess I'm finished." Dib yanked at his backpack strap and opened in without ever taking his eyes away from the S.I.R.
"You can stay with me." Dib pulled the plans out and the backpack on the ground.
"Why would you let me do that?" asked the S.I.R.
"Blame OOC writing." Dib said indifferently.
"What?"
"Nothing. So, you're coming?"
"Why not, it's not like I have anything to lose" The small android claimed into the surprisingly spacious backpack
"So anyways, what should I call you? You know, like a name?" Asked Dib. "I can't exactly call you 6,666." Dib pointed out. The android pondered this for a moment.
"How about Xaz?"
"Xaz?"
"Xaz."
"Sounds good." Dib said non-chalet. He continued to walk to school hen sudeenl7y he remembered his plan to defeat Zim. He began running.
A/N: Walla, chapter one is done! Yeah. I know. Kind of sucks, but it will get better in the later chapters, I swear! I just have trouble writing beginnings. That's all. Anyways…if you have any heart at all or even if you are an evil flamers please leave a little review for me to look at while I am extremely bored. Oh, and if anyone out there feels like MSTing this story, go ahead.
Dib and The S.I.R.
Written BY Synia Ragnarok
"Oh Crap…" Dib shouted as he nearly went tumbling over the edge of a 6000 mile high mountain top. Luck for him a metallic hand reached out and grabbed him by the collar of his trench coat.
"You must be suicidal or something. That's the third times you've done that!" The S.I.R said in that metallic voice of hers. Dib fell backwards and collapsed into the stone ground.
"Well, you're not running for your life." Dib retorted. The S.I.R. nodded.
"Yeah, I guess your right." Said the S.I.R. sheepishly. Dib pulled himself up and turned around.
Only to see Xye's voot cruiser there. With Xye smiling sinisterly at him through the purple glass as the missiles loaded.
"I could have avoided all of this…" Dib thought sadly. " If only I had taken a different route to skool…".
[2 Months Earlier]
It was a chilly October morning. The trees sported their new colorful leaves. The sun had not yet risen over the horizon, but that didn't mean others hadn't risen yet.
"I have it Gaz! The perfect plan! It's foolproof!" Dib exclaimed, running into the kitchen, waving some papers covered in messy calculations in the air. Gaz looked up wearily from her bowl of Count Chocula cereal.
"It's too early for you to bug me." She stated. Dib sat down at the table.
"But I really have it this time Gaz! It's foolproof, I swear! Just look at these!" Dib shoved the papers over to his sister who looked at them for a second then glanced at her brother.
"Numbers don't lie Gaz. Numbers NEVER lie!" Dib cried happily. Gaz sighed. She was really too tired for revenge.
Her insomnia had been eating away at her for weeks now. It was a good thing and still bad. Good because without sleep she had more time to finish her games but because she was always so out of it even she, the great goddess of Gameslaves, wasn't playing very well.
"Fine ignore me if you must. But soon, very soon, you will all thank me for my selfless efforts to save humanity!" Dib said dramatically while storming out of the room. He shut the door behind him violently.
Gaz looked over the couch. She grinned and began counting silently to herself.
1…
2…
3…
4…
5…
The door opened slowly and Dib marched in, cheeks flushing slightly. He grabbed his backpack and Binder off of the couch and walked back outside, shutting the door quietly behind him.
"Idiot…" Gaz muttered. She continued to eat he highly sugared cereal.
Dib walked towards the skool eagerly, the plans tightly sealed away in his backpack.
"Oh boy." Dib thought happily"Zim is as good at dead." Infact, Dib was so happy and sure of his soon-to-be victory over his rival that he didn't pay very much attention to where he was going. That is, until he tripped over something and landed flat on his face.
"Watch where you're going earth scum!" a voice shrieked. Dib felt himself being tossed aside.
Dib jumped up and glared at his opponent.
"Zim!" Dib looked at the robot in front of him. "G.I.R?" He asked. The S.I.R. looked up at Dib with its cold ruby eyes.
"No. OI am S.I.R. 6,666. You are…" The Robot paused and waited for Dib's response.
"I get it! Zim disguised you as a different S.I.R! You won't fool me G.I.R." Dib paused and smiled. He reached into his pocket and produced a small bag filed with lukewarm Taquitos.
" Hey G.I.R., go get the taquitos!" Dib ordered playfully, tossing the taquitos in the distance. The S.I.R watched the taquitos fly across and land in the bushes. The S.I.R sighed and turned back to Dib.
"Look, I have no idea who this G.I.R. person is but I wish you would stop mentioning him and/or her. I was wondering if you knew where the 'skool' is located." Asked the S.I.R. Dib nodded.
"Yeah, I know where it is, but I have to met up with a certain person to bring them to their death, Bye bye G.I.R.' Dib said waving his hand dismissively as he walked away from the small robot.
The S.I.R.'s eyes narrowed and its arm shot out and tied around Dib's leg. It dragged Dib towards it. The Sir lifted Dib into the air and looked at the young boy.
"Now you listen here! I am not GIR! Okay? I MA NOT GIR! I don't even know who this GIR is so just stop with the name calling! I am SIR number six thousand six-hundred-sixty-six! Okay?!" The S.I.R cried angrily. Its red eyes faded to a light magenta as it watched the poor boy.
"Oh I'm sorry. Really, I am…" The S.I.R. said lowering Dib to the ground.
"I've just had a really really bad day." The S.I.R said sadly. Dib rubbed his ankle where the S.I.R.'s claw had held him moments before.
"Who are you?" Dib asked, turning to the S.I.R. The S.I.R looked off into the distance.
"I told you, I am number 6,666. Weren't you listening?" It asked. Dib shook his head.
"No, I mean, where did you come from?" He asked. The S.I.R sighed. "Irk…" It said. Dib jumped up.
"Is that where Zim's came from? Is that his home planet?" Dib asked. The S.I.R.'s amethyst eyes looked confused.
"Zim? Zim who?"
"You know, Zim! The green kid!"
"All the warriors of my planet are green…"
"I mean, the green kid that is here on earth! Do you know him? He has a robot that looks a lot like you." Dib insisted. The robot shook her head.
"No, I do not know of this 'Zim' you speak of. Al though I am very intrigued to meet him if it is possible." the S.I.R said. Dib heaved a sigh and looked at the S.I.R.
"So, where is your master?" asked Dib. The violet eyed S.I.R. looked a little surprised.
"She is…in hiding…" The S.I.R. said like each word brought pain. Dib blinked.
"She?" He asked. The S.I.R. nodded.
"My Master is female. A light skinned, red eyed weapons specialist. She's very bitter"
"About what?"
"Not even I know the answer to that."
"Why aren't you with her?"
"She dismantled me."
"What?"
"She threw me away. Claimed I was useless, as I was, and threw me away along with cleansing chalk wrappers old letters from Void."
"Voi?"
"Old friend."
"What happened to him?"
"…"
"What happened to him?"
"He…died."
"Oh…"
"So exactly how many questions are you gonna ask me anyway?"
"I guess I'm finished." Dib yanked at his backpack strap and opened in without ever taking his eyes away from the S.I.R.
"You can stay with me." Dib pulled the plans out and the backpack on the ground.
"Why would you let me do that?" asked the S.I.R.
"Blame OOC writing." Dib said indifferently.
"What?"
"Nothing. So, you're coming?"
"Why not, it's not like I have anything to lose" The small android claimed into the surprisingly spacious backpack
"So anyways, what should I call you? You know, like a name?" Asked Dib. "I can't exactly call you 6,666." Dib pointed out. The android pondered this for a moment.
"How about Xaz?"
"Xaz?"
"Xaz."
"Sounds good." Dib said non-chalet. He continued to walk to school hen sudeenl7y he remembered his plan to defeat Zim. He began running.
A/N: Walla, chapter one is done! Yeah. I know. Kind of sucks, but it will get better in the later chapters, I swear! I just have trouble writing beginnings. That's all. Anyways…if you have any heart at all or even if you are an evil flamers please leave a little review for me to look at while I am extremely bored. Oh, and if anyone out there feels like MSTing this story, go ahead.