Chapter 1

Pain, Suffering

Tedious. That was the word that Dib had in his mind. He had been following Zim for an hour now. Criss-crossing this way and that, back and forth through the woods. He was obviously up to something, but at the same time he seemed to be trying to get as far away from society as possible. Finally they came to a clearing. It had obviously been used as a camp, Zim was standing in the middle of the larger side. The other side was smaller and across a seemingly deserted road.

"I've Got You now Zim, What are you planing this time?"

He spun around, his eyes wide, and Dib noticed un-contacted. "D-Dib"

"I said what are you planning."

"I-I thought I lost you."

"Think again space boy."

"Dib, please, just leave."

"And let you get away with whatever your planing, no way"

"Dib, trust me, I'm not out hear to do whatever it is you think I'm out here to do."

"I know whatever your planing is probably going to hurt an innocent person."

"Trust me, no humans will be harmed." During the entire conversation Zim seemed to be getting less and less enthusiastic. Not that he had been all that enthusiastic to begin with.

"Oh yha then what are you- Mep." A gun, most definitely Irken. Thats what shut Dib up, but after a few moments he realized that it was faced not at him, but Zim's temple-area. "Zim-"

"Shut up human, I do not wish to hurt you, but if it becomes necessary. He just left it flouting in the air.

"Zim, I'm sure your just over reacting about something."

"IT WAS ALL A LIE. You happy now you little shit. A lie." The last part was barley a whisper.

"What was a lie Zim?" as if he didn't already know. As if he hadn't been watching the cameras set up in Zim's base. He honestly hadn't been expecting this though.

"My mission , my life, everything. They sent me here to die."

"And your gonna let them win? That not the Zim I know."

Zim's hand dropped to his side "What do you mean?"

"They want you dead, so your gonna kill yourself. By doing that you give them what they want."

"I have nothing to live for. An Invaders purpose in life is to invader. Without that we-I have nothing."

"I thought your propose in life was to win. You sure as hell made it look that way." The gun was raised again, to Dib it seemed to be in slow motion. Knowing he couldn't stop it or stall any longer he jumped towards him, hoping he would be able to get it away from Zim

BANG