AN: Ok, this is my first Invader Zim story, so please, no flames, but please R&R. For those of you who have read my other stories, you basically know the set-up, but for those of you who haven't, here's the set-up.
Normal POV
"Dialog"
'Thoughts'
Flashback
Disclaimer: I don't own Invader Zim, never will. The great Jhonen Vasquez does!
Did I forget anything? Nope, I guess not. Let Chapter 1 begin!
It was 7:00 when the alarm in ex-invader Zim's room went off. The Irken didn't necessarily need sleep, but at times he enjoyed it. Zim groaned as he turned over and turned of the alarm. He elevated his head to see his computer screen. "December 18th? Ugh, one week before that stupid 'Christmas' holiday the idiotic Earthlings love. Another day of them acting even more moronic."
Zim had found out why he had been sent to Earth about seven years ago. His computer intercepted a message from the Almighty Tallests exclaiming to the entire planet of Irk that it would be only a few more Earth days until he would be dead. He had gotten this message on Christmas Eve. He had hated that holiday ever since then, but tolerated it enough to blend in on Earth and to keep his robot companion happy. Little did Zim know, across the city from him, there lay a violet haired, amber eyed girl who shared that same hatred.
Gaz Membrane, daughter of Dr. Membrane, and sister of the city's intellectual on the paranormal, Dib Membrane, lay in her bed staring at the calendar on her wall, clutching her signature skull necklace. "One week before Christmas. Why does it always have to come so quickly?" she asked into the air, as if someone was listening. Many years ago, when Gaz was remotely happy on Christmas Eve, her mother was killed in a car crash.
Flashback
It was 10 o' clock when it happened. Olivia Membrane was driving her car home after work and doing some last minute shopping. She had just hung up her cell phone after talking to her husband. She reached a red light and waited for it to turn green patiently. When it finally turned green, her car started to move, and at a different side of the intersection, a drunk driver put his foot to the accelerator. His car smashed into her car door, killing her instantly. The intersection wasn't far from the Membrane home, so the children and Dr. Membrane rushed over to see what had happened. They saw their mother's car, with her, dead inside. Little Gaz Membrane rushed over to the car door, opened with all the strength that she had and screamed in her mother's ears, hoping to wake her up. But it had no effect. Dr. Membrane carefully picked up the weeping child, who has holding on to something that was strung around her mother's net, a skull locket. Dr. Membrane took the necklace off of Olivia's neck, and placed it on the little girl, who opened the locket and found a picture of Olivia and her. The police came a few minutes later and removed Olivia's body from the massacred car, and began to take out the gifts, handing them to the family. One of the gifts handed to Gaz, was a Game Slave prototype. Olivia worked at the company that manufactured the gaming devices, and had gotten permission to bring one of the six prototypes home with her to give to Gaz, who was fascinated with gaming technology. Ever since that dreadful day, Gaz always had on that skull locket, and always bought Game Slaves, but also kept the prototype.
End Flashback
Gaz's fingers traced over the skulls features gingerly, lost in thought as her alarm went off a second time. She turned the alarm off and went to her closet. She picked out her black t-shirt, black jeans, black fishnet arm socks, and a black leather jacket with matching combat boots.
In the same home, Dib was also getting ready for skool. "Today is…….December 18th? Finally." Dib was in a better mood because High Skool would be let out early for Christmas vacation. Although Dib's mother had died on Christmas Eve, he got over it rather quickly, by becoming involved in the paranormal. Dib and Zim had called a truce about three years ago. After countless attempts to prove to the world that Zim was in fact an alien, he gave up. Dib made his way over to his closet very wearily. He took out a blue long-sleeved t-shirt, a pair of jeans, a leather trench coat, and black sneakers.
Back on Zim's side of town, Zim was falling back to sleep. That is until his little robot slave jumped on his chest.
"Masta! Wakie wakie!"
"Damn it, Gir! You know I hate it when you do that!"
"But Masta was falling asleep! Let's make waffles!" And with that, the small robot ran to the kitchen to make waffles.
Zim groaned again as he got out of bed and over to his closet. He had stopped wearing his Invader suit seven years ago. He grabbed a pair of jeans, a red t-shirt, a black and red sweatshirt that Gaz had given him for Christmas last year, and a pair of steel toed boots. After putting on the clothes and boots, he went into the kitchen to eat some of the waffles that Gir had made. He had taken a liking to Earth food after having it for so many years.
He looked over at the clock and realized that he had to go over to the Membrane home before heading to skool to get Dib and Gaz. He walked into the living room and grabbed his contacts and wig. He had changed his wig over the years. Instead of it being short and all black, now it was shoulder length with red streaks in it. He turned to his small robot and left for the Membranes'.
When he got there, Gaz and Dib were just getting out the door. Dib had a smile on his face, unlike his sister, who was frowning down at her Gave Slave 4. Zim, who would usually start off the conversation, just stood here, frowning the same frown as Gaz was.
"How can you guys be frowning, today of all days? We get out of Skool early today, remember?" Dib was the first to speak.
"Oh, yeah, whatever," came the monotone response from Zim. Then Dib turned his attention to his little sister.
"Shut up, Dib. I'm in the Zone." That was all that Gaz said, trying to put a stop to the conversation, as if she really didn't care. But Zim looked into her eyes and saw pain and hatred.
'How the hell could that lame excuse for a brother ask that? He knows damn well why I'm not smiling.' She thought this and stopped playing her Game Slave 4 as the screen flashed "Game Over." She placed her game into her black and purple backpack as they reached High Skool.
AN: Hope you liked that first chapter! The second one is on the way, as in, I need to type it, but it is completed on paper! Please review!
