Chapter 1: A Friendship Broken
Bright, shining lights glared into the small Irken's eyes. Although they were as bright as the sun itself, they seemed to cast a cold chill on Zim's body. His arms and legs were tightly bound down on the table as if he were the prisoner of some savage, primitive sacrifice. In a matter of time; the dark room would be full of onlookers, watching the Zim guts being strewn on the table, ripped from him, and would be used in experiments as if he were some sort of animal. It wouldn't matter to them that he was intelligent, it wouldn't matter he had a soul, it wouldn't matter he had feeling, and it wouldn't matter that he was alive. All they could see was a horrible monster, ripped apart for their enjoyment and wonder. At the time, one would expect Zim's eyes to be full of fear, dread, and nervousness at the moment. But now, the two, bright rubies were burning with the fires of hate and betrayal.
"How did I get here?" Zim asked himself. But the answer was obvious. Her. She had betrayed him.
Ever since he had landed on Earth, Zim had never had any friends but GIR, if you could even call the little robot that. Obviously, he could provide some companionship; his diligent watching of the Scary Monkey show would always put Zim on edge. However, he really didn't have any choice. It wasn't like any of the kids at Skool could really be his friend. He had tried once, and Keef turned out to be worse than GIR after downing a whole bag of sugar. Plus, in his mission of World Domination, friends would only get in the way. So he remained alone. At least, until one, fateful day...
"GIR! YOU LEFT THE DOOR OPEN AGAIN!" Zim shrieked "DON'T YOU REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENED LAST TIME YOU DID THAT?! I HAD TO GO INTO THAT STINK PIG DIB'S HEAD AND ERASE HIS MEMORY!" His voice twitched a bit on stink pig and Dib. "THAT'S IT! NO CHOCOLATE BUBBLE GUM FREEZIES FOR A WEEK! DO YOU HEAR ME?!"
However, Zim realized that GIR could not hear him because he wasn't there. In fact, GIR wasn't in the house at all. Zim wasn't worried. It's not like this was the first time this had happened. He was probably off dancing or with some hot girls. Zim closed the open door with a shrug. He may have dismissed it at first, but, after 3 days, GIR still wasn't home and Zim was feeling lonely. Also; the fact that Dib was giving him extra dirty looks at lunch wasn't helping.
Finally, after a week of GIR's absence, Zim decided to go looking for him. It was obvious by now that GIR was at Dib's house, no doubt about it. However, the thought that he couldn't just walk over to Dib's house and merely ask for GIR back crossed his mind. Dib would want something in return, mainly, Zim's body dissected. As he was about to flush himself down the toilet to upgrade his pak, there was a knock at the door.
"What madness is this?" Zim thought aloud, walking to the door. It had better not be Dib with a ransom note. However, to his surprise, it wasn't Dib at all. It was his sister. Gaz, with GIR at her side, munching on a cupcake.
"GIR! You're home!" Zim cried. He never thought he would be happy to see the small robot, which shocked him a bit.
"Look master! Gaz gave me a cupcake!" GIR said, holding up the wrapper that remained. Realizing he ate it all, the small, defective robot began to cry.
However, at that point, Zim wasn't paying much attention to GIR. His eyes were fixated on Gaz, who, of course, was playing her Game Slave. After the 'level complete' music started playing, she looked up.
"I like the color of your eyes. They look much better than those stupid contacts you wear." She said nonchalantly. Zim quickly put his hands to his head and winced, realizing he had forgotten to put on his wig and contacts before stepping out. However, this wasn't the only thing about Gaz's words that surprised him. She had known all along. She may have been the only stink beast besides Dib that had known. She, however, was much different than her brother.
"Why..." Zim started, but was soon interrupted by Gaz.
"Dib stole my pizza again yesterday. I decided ruining his plans was more effective than dooming him yet again." However, from the sort of nervous tone to her voice, Zim suspected this wasn't the only reason.
"Wow...eh...thanks." He said, as GIR ran inside to watch TV.
"Whatever." Said Gaz as she left, her fingers quickly pressing buttons.
The next day at Skool, another surprising thing happened. Instead of sitting in her normal seat next to Dib, Gaz moved to Zim's usually empty table. She claimed that she was no longer on speaking terms with Dib, and all the other tables were full, and those were the only words spoken between them for the rest of the period. However, as the days went on, Gaz continued to sit at Zim's tables, despite the dirty looks they were both getting from Dib. At first Zim thought this was just a simple ploy to piss off her brother, but he soon saw that this was not the case. Every day, the two began saying a bit more to each other as Gaz furiously hammered the buttons. Soon, their conversations got to where Gaz would stop playing her Game Slave (only for a moment or two of course).
In no time at all, they had become, what people on earth called friends. Strangely enough, it was hate that brought them together. Not hate for each other, but hate of the world, the people in it, the stupid things they do, and, most of all, Dib. On warm, sunny days, they would lie in the grass and look for clouds shaped like monsters and they would get into long, gory discussions about how it would eat Dib. Zim would tell Gaz about his planet, his mission, and how incredibly short he was, and, every time, she would listen. Never did Zim imagine that a human could be so....so.....nice.
Everything was going perfectly...until one day. At Skool, in his locker, Zim found a small, hand written, note. As he opened it, it said:
Meet me after school behind my house. I have a surprise for you.
"A surprise?" Zim thought. No one on this planet had given him anything but grief before. For the rest of the day Zim watched the clock, re-read the note, and imagine as Ms. Bitters droned on about how they were living wasteful, meaningless lives. When the bell rang, Zim quickly dashed out of Skool. Unfortunately for him, he missed the wicked smile on Dib's face.
"Gaz...are you here?" He called into the empty backyard upon arriving at her house. "Strange..." He though, but his thought changed quickly when a large, metal cage dropped on him from above. In both surprise and shock, Zim began shaking the bars and cursing in his native tongue. However, a well aimed rock to the back of the skull stopped the ranting as he lost consciousness. The last thing he remembered was Dib's cruel laughter, and feeling stupid, hurt, and betrayed.
Bright, shining lights glared into the small Irken's eyes. Although they were as bright as the sun itself, they seemed to cast a cold chill on Zim's body. His arms and legs were tightly bound down on the table as if he were the prisoner of some savage, primitive sacrifice. In a matter of time; the dark room would be full of onlookers, watching the Zim guts being strewn on the table, ripped from him, and would be used in experiments as if he were some sort of animal. It wouldn't matter to them that he was intelligent, it wouldn't matter he had a soul, it wouldn't matter he had feeling, and it wouldn't matter that he was alive. All they could see was a horrible monster, ripped apart for their enjoyment and wonder. At the time, one would expect Zim's eyes to be full of fear, dread, and nervousness at the moment. But now, the two, bright rubies were burning with the fires of hate and betrayal.
"How did I get here?" Zim asked himself. But the answer was obvious. Her. She had betrayed him.
Ever since he had landed on Earth, Zim had never had any friends but GIR, if you could even call the little robot that. Obviously, he could provide some companionship; his diligent watching of the Scary Monkey show would always put Zim on edge. However, he really didn't have any choice. It wasn't like any of the kids at Skool could really be his friend. He had tried once, and Keef turned out to be worse than GIR after downing a whole bag of sugar. Plus, in his mission of World Domination, friends would only get in the way. So he remained alone. At least, until one, fateful day...
"GIR! YOU LEFT THE DOOR OPEN AGAIN!" Zim shrieked "DON'T YOU REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENED LAST TIME YOU DID THAT?! I HAD TO GO INTO THAT STINK PIG DIB'S HEAD AND ERASE HIS MEMORY!" His voice twitched a bit on stink pig and Dib. "THAT'S IT! NO CHOCOLATE BUBBLE GUM FREEZIES FOR A WEEK! DO YOU HEAR ME?!"
However, Zim realized that GIR could not hear him because he wasn't there. In fact, GIR wasn't in the house at all. Zim wasn't worried. It's not like this was the first time this had happened. He was probably off dancing or with some hot girls. Zim closed the open door with a shrug. He may have dismissed it at first, but, after 3 days, GIR still wasn't home and Zim was feeling lonely. Also; the fact that Dib was giving him extra dirty looks at lunch wasn't helping.
Finally, after a week of GIR's absence, Zim decided to go looking for him. It was obvious by now that GIR was at Dib's house, no doubt about it. However, the thought that he couldn't just walk over to Dib's house and merely ask for GIR back crossed his mind. Dib would want something in return, mainly, Zim's body dissected. As he was about to flush himself down the toilet to upgrade his pak, there was a knock at the door.
"What madness is this?" Zim thought aloud, walking to the door. It had better not be Dib with a ransom note. However, to his surprise, it wasn't Dib at all. It was his sister. Gaz, with GIR at her side, munching on a cupcake.
"GIR! You're home!" Zim cried. He never thought he would be happy to see the small robot, which shocked him a bit.
"Look master! Gaz gave me a cupcake!" GIR said, holding up the wrapper that remained. Realizing he ate it all, the small, defective robot began to cry.
However, at that point, Zim wasn't paying much attention to GIR. His eyes were fixated on Gaz, who, of course, was playing her Game Slave. After the 'level complete' music started playing, she looked up.
"I like the color of your eyes. They look much better than those stupid contacts you wear." She said nonchalantly. Zim quickly put his hands to his head and winced, realizing he had forgotten to put on his wig and contacts before stepping out. However, this wasn't the only thing about Gaz's words that surprised him. She had known all along. She may have been the only stink beast besides Dib that had known. She, however, was much different than her brother.
"Why..." Zim started, but was soon interrupted by Gaz.
"Dib stole my pizza again yesterday. I decided ruining his plans was more effective than dooming him yet again." However, from the sort of nervous tone to her voice, Zim suspected this wasn't the only reason.
"Wow...eh...thanks." He said, as GIR ran inside to watch TV.
"Whatever." Said Gaz as she left, her fingers quickly pressing buttons.
The next day at Skool, another surprising thing happened. Instead of sitting in her normal seat next to Dib, Gaz moved to Zim's usually empty table. She claimed that she was no longer on speaking terms with Dib, and all the other tables were full, and those were the only words spoken between them for the rest of the period. However, as the days went on, Gaz continued to sit at Zim's tables, despite the dirty looks they were both getting from Dib. At first Zim thought this was just a simple ploy to piss off her brother, but he soon saw that this was not the case. Every day, the two began saying a bit more to each other as Gaz furiously hammered the buttons. Soon, their conversations got to where Gaz would stop playing her Game Slave (only for a moment or two of course).
In no time at all, they had become, what people on earth called friends. Strangely enough, it was hate that brought them together. Not hate for each other, but hate of the world, the people in it, the stupid things they do, and, most of all, Dib. On warm, sunny days, they would lie in the grass and look for clouds shaped like monsters and they would get into long, gory discussions about how it would eat Dib. Zim would tell Gaz about his planet, his mission, and how incredibly short he was, and, every time, she would listen. Never did Zim imagine that a human could be so....so.....nice.
Everything was going perfectly...until one day. At Skool, in his locker, Zim found a small, hand written, note. As he opened it, it said:
Meet me after school behind my house. I have a surprise for you.
"A surprise?" Zim thought. No one on this planet had given him anything but grief before. For the rest of the day Zim watched the clock, re-read the note, and imagine as Ms. Bitters droned on about how they were living wasteful, meaningless lives. When the bell rang, Zim quickly dashed out of Skool. Unfortunately for him, he missed the wicked smile on Dib's face.
"Gaz...are you here?" He called into the empty backyard upon arriving at her house. "Strange..." He though, but his thought changed quickly when a large, metal cage dropped on him from above. In both surprise and shock, Zim began shaking the bars and cursing in his native tongue. However, a well aimed rock to the back of the skull stopped the ranting as he lost consciousness. The last thing he remembered was Dib's cruel laughter, and feeling stupid, hurt, and betrayed.