I've never done a more-chapter fanfic before, but I hope this one turns out great.

Source of inspiration was the novel and short-living ABC series 'FlashForward', which is a great show you should watch and love. We, the fans, are currently doing everything to get the show back.

But to read this piece you do not need knowledge of the series, there won't be any of its characters, etc. showing up, the only thing adapted from it is my summary and the premise, which will also lead the plot on this fic.

I guess it's even better you don't know the series, so you will get to know the secrets step by step. But enough of my rambling, on with the fic!

(Also, keep in mind I don't own neither Invader Zim nor FlashForward.)


Screams. Crashs. Someone crying nearby.

The air smelled of fire and smoke as Dib woke up to find himself laying on the middle of the road. Before he even opened his eyes he felt around the ground with his hands, knowing that his glasses had fallen off. Finding them, he pulled them on and could at least see through the left, non-cracked lens.

Moments later he wished he couldn't.

As he looked around he saw bodies everywhere, their intestines and blood gushing out. Some were crushed under cars, others seemed to be split in half.

Even worse were the still living ones, screaming for help, mourning their lost companions. They surely weren't as injured as the dead, but the look of desperation and confusion on their faces was heart-wrenching.

Another look around showed the 14-year old a display of destruction. The stench of smoke came from crashed planes and burning factories, buildings were on fire as the world sank into chaos. Cars had exploded and their parts were laying on the road. Nothing seemed to be in right order.

Terrified, Dib broke into a run, wanting to get away from the all the misery and havoc. He never stopped wondering what had happened, one moment he was walking home from school, the other he suddenly blacked out to awake in this mess.

A young man thwarted him, hysterically shouting something Dib didn't want to understand and pointing to a bleeding woman stuck under a car. She obviously was in great pain as her left arm laid two inches from her. Dib paid them no mind and resumed running. He was too horrified to think straight, he just needed to leave this place.

But everywhere he went the scenery was the same, mangled bodies and car crashes over the whole town. He decided to just go home. He needed a room for himself where he could overthink the situation. Also, he was getting sick and slightly dizzy from seeing only on one eye.

Ignoring every cry of pain and help he came across, he finally managed to reach his home. A pang of worry hit him all the sudden, for the first time wondering if his sister was alright. As soon as he opened the front door he was relived, finding her sitting on the couch watching the news. She seemed to be fine.

When he stepped in, Gaz turned around, watching him nonchalantly.

"So you're alive, eh?" She turned again, not waiting for an answer, eyes once again glued on the screen.

Not that Dib expected her to care.

He walked to the couch where she was sitting on. He then noticed it was a report on what had happened that day.

"Turn up the volume," he demanded. Gaz shot him a brief death glare. Dib nervously stared back.

"Uhm, please?"

She growled in response, reluctantly doing as he said. Under normal circumstances she would have sent him into a world of pain and doom without return.

But they sure were a hell lot away from normal circumstances.

"-seemingly they gave us a short glance into April 29th of the next year. No one knows what caused the massive blackouts, but we the whole world experienced one simultaneously and for the same amount of time."

Dib shot his eyebrows up when he heard the reporters saying this.

"So everyone black out? I thought I had been the only one. That of course would explain the chaos around town but-"

"Would you shut up already?" A very frustrated Gaz turned the volume even louder.

Dib merely rolled his eyes. He had learned to cope with his sister's anger over the years.

He returned his attention to the television, but the next news flash just showed the big cities like D.C., Paris and London surrounded by smoke and destroyed buildings. The boy came to the conclusion the reporters were just clueless about the blackouts as everyone else was and decided to go to his room.

Leaving his sister in the living room, he walked upstairs.

With a soft sigh, Dib let himself drop on the bed. He couldn't stop thinking about today's events. Once again, he recalled the happenings, maybe he would find some answers if he could just order his thoughts.

So, he was walking home from skool, thinking about some new way to expose Zim-

Zim. Could he have caused the blackouts? With his 'highly superior' - as he called it - Irken technology he surely would have been able to do that. Not to mention that it caused a great amount of deaths and destruction to earth, something the alien's been longing for since he was on this planet.

But he hadn't tried anything to conquer earth for the past 2 years. Dib didn't know why, but he had simply stopped to make any serious plans. They would usually go with their fights, but not to seriously try to kill each other.

So why the sudden change of mind? Also, it was very unlikely that a plan from Zim would work properly. That was also one of the reasons Dib lost a bit of interest in the alien. His sister had been right, he realized Zim was too stupid to actually harm anyone.

Dib pushed the thought of the Irken causing the blackout back for a while. He would come to that later, when he had considered other things.

What happened after that? Oh yeah, the blacking out, he surely had had some strange dream-

Again something stirred in his mind. Hadn't the reporter on TV said the blackouts were...a future vision? Everyone saw a glimpse of their lives on April 29th of the next year. Given they currently were on October 6th, this would be in about 6 months.

Dib shifted uncomfortably. He hoped this wasn't the truth. What he had seen was not he had expected doing in 6 months. He also could not explain how it would be possible.

With a mental reminder of asking people on school the next day what they had seen and if it made sense to them, he moved on.

Then again, if the sole purpose of the blackouts was to show people their future, why would Zim do that? Chances of him being responsible for this were slipping away.

With a yawn, Dib tried to remember if anything else he had seen and experienced today could be related to the global blackout. He had had a hard time concentrating the last few minutes, his mind slowly beginning to grow tired of the whole thinking.

He let it go for the night, drifting away into sleep.

Tomorrow surely would give him new insights on this whole mess.


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