Lost Earth-The Day I Die
Invader Mel
SUMMARY: Zim has taken over, and Dib is the sole survivor. He's lost all the ones he's ever loved, and he knows the culprit behind these acts.
Prologue Poem thing:
The Day I Die
I hear a voice in my head,
I know that you must be there,
I close my eyes,
I can feel your presence in the air.
Try as I might,
I cannot sleep,
Late at night,
My thought's too hard,
My eyelids deep.
You lay your hand,
Upon my own,
You say it will be all right,
But how can I know?
Mom is gone,
As is Dad,
I've got no place to go.
Gaz was still in a state of shock,
Her eyes lost in a thick haze,
They were of none I've ever known,
And I still can feel her slip away.
When will my life be justified?
When will I be happy?
When is that wonderful day?
When I am not alone?
Drifting, Drifting,
Slowly apart,
My life has gone,
Near comes the part,
I've always feared,
But now I know,
The time has neared,
To justify,
Every lie,
When will be the day I die?
Written April 14th, 2002
Chapter 1 - Lost to the Past
Dib sat down on the five-foot cardboard box that served as his chair, bed, table, and closet. He stared deeply into an old, water-stained photograph of the Human Hope, a group of rebels that wanted to save the Earth two years after the Irkens had taken over, and Dib was seventeen. Among them were some of the members of the Swollen Eyeball group when they were eleven through thirteen, including him. Right before Zim had officially conquered, Dib had sent out messages to everyone who signed in with the group, summoning them to his house to organize some plans against the invasion. That's where he met the first and last people to try to help him save the last remnants of his beloved Earth.
Scanning across the photo again, Dib counted off the names of his old companions - Shaya (Shy-uh), Nodac, Laena (Lay-nuh), Dylan, and Vehn. Altogether there were three boys and three girls.
Shaya was thirteen, making her the youngest. She was short, looking only to be about eleven or twelve, with straight, blonde hair. Her eyes were hazel and shone brightly in the sunlight whenever she faced that way. Nodac was his age, with short bluish hair and brown eyes. Her height was at least equal to his and she looked up to him as a hero. Laena stood in between them, at age fourteen, with reddish hair and green eyes.
Though Dylan and Vehn were his friends, Dib rarely talked to them in leisure. The girls usually were more optimistic. Sometimes he liked to escape into a fantasy world, the past, while the guys were pessimistic, dark, and depressive, as they talked of the future. The two were identical twin brothers with short, brown hair, and wore the same green shirt and blue jeans each day. They were 6'3" at age fifteen, looming over the girls except for Nodac. Dib stood at 6'1", and Nodac at 5'11".
Dib recalled a time in which the six had stopped at the side of a river to eat lunch. A time he'd never forget for the rest of his life. It was the beginning and the end of a new awareness; one of which all the world fell victim to melancholy, chaos, and destitution. It was what had led up to his being here, alone. He contemplated silently on those events, years long gone. Zim and a couple other Irken officials had approached them. "Dib. I've finally found you and your little group of rebels. I'd love to just kill you now, but I have other plans in mind. GIR!" A little SIR robot jumped up from behind and clanked his hand against his forehead in obedience. "You need not worry about his incompetence, for I've fixed him up. No longer does he posses any emotions or human stupidity."
"You mean now he only possesses Irken stupidity."
"Silence! You see, ever since I found out that the Tallest had forsaken me to this filthy planet in hopes of my dying, I have taken on a new method of ruling. I have killed the entire remnants of humanity...except for you six. I will kill you one by one, eventually leaving Dib to live out the rest of his life, the only human left on your stinky planet. You will want so much to die, Dib...you'll commit suicide before I even begin to think of killing you."
"NO! You won't do that!"
"Oh no? I think I will. GIR!"
"Yes, my master!"
"Restrain the littlest of the girls."
"Yes, my master!"
"You've made him like a robot," Nodac said.
"He IS a robot, Nodac. And I think I will first kill the one you call Shaya."
"NO!" It was too late. Zim slit her neck with a laser beam and she fell to the ground with blood spilling out of her neck.
Dylan screamed, "Shaya!" They ran to her side and comforted her, while Zim smirked at him evilly.
"She's dead," Dib finally announced, "And you killed her! I swear I'll- " Dylan and Vehn held Dib back as he attempted to strangle Zim in order to gain his revenge.
"I will see you five later," Zim called back as his evil laughter resonated throughout the perimeter. Thereafter, he and his guards left the premises.
"You coward! Come back here! Come back here and face me!" Dib looked up from his meal and tried to get back to reality. Vehn approached him and looked sympathetic.
"He's hit you. And hit you hard. He's using your humanity to your disadvantage," he stated in a downcast way. Dib looked up at Vehn in a quizzical fashion.
"What does that mean?"
"He's using your human emotion and want for companionship against you. The one thing that you can hold onto that makes you human is going to work against you."
"You're right. But what can I do?"
"I wish I knew. The way it looks, though, we're all going to die. Except for you."
"But...we're the last humans left."
"I know."
"I can't do this! I can't be the only human on the planet! The only one surviving? I'd have no one to save except for myself! Now that I think of it, humanity's doomed! We're the only ones left! Just five kids left on the planet!"
"I know it sounds bad, but there's not much we can really do."
"Bad? This is horrible! Vehn, I've failed!"
"Don't feel so bad, Dib," Nodac's voice rang out, "It's not your fault, you know."
"Yes it is! I've known Zim ever since he landed on Earth! All those years ago...it was merely a game compared with what I have to put up with now. What is there left to save, anyway? Huh? We're the only ones left. Soon it'll only be me."
"You can still save yourself. Like you said, it's too late to start this planet over. Make the best of what's left in life. Sit down." Dib did so.
"You're right, Nodac. Thanks."
"You're welcome." Nodac sat as well, on the Dylanch facing opposite him.
"It's hard to think I've only known you for less than a year."
"I think it's been longer than that."
"It's only been eight months since we organized the Human Hope."
"Well, I AM a member of the Swollen Eyeballs. Have been ever since I was twelve years old."
"You knew me?"
"Not in person. But I did trail you a couple times and we had a few conversations over the Internet. However, I didn't use my real name."
"What was your code name?"
"What? Don't you recognize Agent Viper?"
"You were Agent Viper?"
"The one and only."
"You said you trailed me. How close did you live?"
"The second house over."
"Wow! When did you trail me?"
"Well, there was that time that you went after Chickenfoot. I think that was mean how your dad said you were "being insane at the moment"! You're not insane! It's just because he's a scientist! Just because someone's into the paranormal doesn't necessarily mean they're crazy!"
"And I don't believe in Chickenfoot!"
"Exactly! Only an absolute moron would. Either that, or someone who really were crazy."
"Yeah. I don't like thinking about the past too much."
"I can understand that, but..."
"But..."
"But why do you always talk about how much better things were?"
"That's because things were better. I had a place to go, I had food to eat each day-three meals per day! That's about how much I eat in a week now!"
"Why do you not like the past?"
"On scale, I do."
"No. Not on scale. Why don't you like your past?"
"I wish...I wish someone would've at least listened to me. I wish someone believed me before that last moment...I wish someone had loved me. Not even my own family loved me."
"That's something to be thankful for today."
"What?"
"You are loved." Dib looked into her eyes and saw true affection. Nodac saw the same. After a brief kiss, they realized their current situation.
"Shaya is dead. Zim might seek you next."
"It is just death. We all face it eventually."
"Yes, but it shouldn't be by murder. And besides, I wouldn't let harm come to you. He's not going to kill you without a fight from me. And I'm sure that everyone else will help too. We're all here to look out for the human race, and, well, we're the human race. One person is twenty percent of the human population on this planet. It's a sad number, but we can't change it now. Our job is to make sure it doesn't get any lower. We all will look out for each other, no matter who he targets next."
"Thanks. Thanks a lot. It does frighten me, though. To think that we're all that's left...it makes me feel somewhat important, in a way. I don't see how."
"I see how. We're humanity's last hope; and yet, we're humanity."
"A paradox in itself."
"Sort of. We have lived, and just to save ourselves. I don't really see how significant a role we play, but-"
"It still seems like we're the select few chosen to make a difference."
"That's exactly what I mean. I'm glad you made it. I don't rejoice over Shaya's death, but I'm glad you're okay."
"Me too, Dib. Me too."
Invader Mel
SUMMARY: Zim has taken over, and Dib is the sole survivor. He's lost all the ones he's ever loved, and he knows the culprit behind these acts.
Prologue Poem thing:
The Day I Die
I hear a voice in my head,
I know that you must be there,
I close my eyes,
I can feel your presence in the air.
Try as I might,
I cannot sleep,
Late at night,
My thought's too hard,
My eyelids deep.
You lay your hand,
Upon my own,
You say it will be all right,
But how can I know?
Mom is gone,
As is Dad,
I've got no place to go.
Gaz was still in a state of shock,
Her eyes lost in a thick haze,
They were of none I've ever known,
And I still can feel her slip away.
When will my life be justified?
When will I be happy?
When is that wonderful day?
When I am not alone?
Drifting, Drifting,
Slowly apart,
My life has gone,
Near comes the part,
I've always feared,
But now I know,
The time has neared,
To justify,
Every lie,
When will be the day I die?
Written April 14th, 2002
Chapter 1 - Lost to the Past
Dib sat down on the five-foot cardboard box that served as his chair, bed, table, and closet. He stared deeply into an old, water-stained photograph of the Human Hope, a group of rebels that wanted to save the Earth two years after the Irkens had taken over, and Dib was seventeen. Among them were some of the members of the Swollen Eyeball group when they were eleven through thirteen, including him. Right before Zim had officially conquered, Dib had sent out messages to everyone who signed in with the group, summoning them to his house to organize some plans against the invasion. That's where he met the first and last people to try to help him save the last remnants of his beloved Earth.
Scanning across the photo again, Dib counted off the names of his old companions - Shaya (Shy-uh), Nodac, Laena (Lay-nuh), Dylan, and Vehn. Altogether there were three boys and three girls.
Shaya was thirteen, making her the youngest. She was short, looking only to be about eleven or twelve, with straight, blonde hair. Her eyes were hazel and shone brightly in the sunlight whenever she faced that way. Nodac was his age, with short bluish hair and brown eyes. Her height was at least equal to his and she looked up to him as a hero. Laena stood in between them, at age fourteen, with reddish hair and green eyes.
Though Dylan and Vehn were his friends, Dib rarely talked to them in leisure. The girls usually were more optimistic. Sometimes he liked to escape into a fantasy world, the past, while the guys were pessimistic, dark, and depressive, as they talked of the future. The two were identical twin brothers with short, brown hair, and wore the same green shirt and blue jeans each day. They were 6'3" at age fifteen, looming over the girls except for Nodac. Dib stood at 6'1", and Nodac at 5'11".
Dib recalled a time in which the six had stopped at the side of a river to eat lunch. A time he'd never forget for the rest of his life. It was the beginning and the end of a new awareness; one of which all the world fell victim to melancholy, chaos, and destitution. It was what had led up to his being here, alone. He contemplated silently on those events, years long gone. Zim and a couple other Irken officials had approached them. "Dib. I've finally found you and your little group of rebels. I'd love to just kill you now, but I have other plans in mind. GIR!" A little SIR robot jumped up from behind and clanked his hand against his forehead in obedience. "You need not worry about his incompetence, for I've fixed him up. No longer does he posses any emotions or human stupidity."
"You mean now he only possesses Irken stupidity."
"Silence! You see, ever since I found out that the Tallest had forsaken me to this filthy planet in hopes of my dying, I have taken on a new method of ruling. I have killed the entire remnants of humanity...except for you six. I will kill you one by one, eventually leaving Dib to live out the rest of his life, the only human left on your stinky planet. You will want so much to die, Dib...you'll commit suicide before I even begin to think of killing you."
"NO! You won't do that!"
"Oh no? I think I will. GIR!"
"Yes, my master!"
"Restrain the littlest of the girls."
"Yes, my master!"
"You've made him like a robot," Nodac said.
"He IS a robot, Nodac. And I think I will first kill the one you call Shaya."
"NO!" It was too late. Zim slit her neck with a laser beam and she fell to the ground with blood spilling out of her neck.
Dylan screamed, "Shaya!" They ran to her side and comforted her, while Zim smirked at him evilly.
"She's dead," Dib finally announced, "And you killed her! I swear I'll- " Dylan and Vehn held Dib back as he attempted to strangle Zim in order to gain his revenge.
"I will see you five later," Zim called back as his evil laughter resonated throughout the perimeter. Thereafter, he and his guards left the premises.
"You coward! Come back here! Come back here and face me!" Dib looked up from his meal and tried to get back to reality. Vehn approached him and looked sympathetic.
"He's hit you. And hit you hard. He's using your humanity to your disadvantage," he stated in a downcast way. Dib looked up at Vehn in a quizzical fashion.
"What does that mean?"
"He's using your human emotion and want for companionship against you. The one thing that you can hold onto that makes you human is going to work against you."
"You're right. But what can I do?"
"I wish I knew. The way it looks, though, we're all going to die. Except for you."
"But...we're the last humans left."
"I know."
"I can't do this! I can't be the only human on the planet! The only one surviving? I'd have no one to save except for myself! Now that I think of it, humanity's doomed! We're the only ones left! Just five kids left on the planet!"
"I know it sounds bad, but there's not much we can really do."
"Bad? This is horrible! Vehn, I've failed!"
"Don't feel so bad, Dib," Nodac's voice rang out, "It's not your fault, you know."
"Yes it is! I've known Zim ever since he landed on Earth! All those years ago...it was merely a game compared with what I have to put up with now. What is there left to save, anyway? Huh? We're the only ones left. Soon it'll only be me."
"You can still save yourself. Like you said, it's too late to start this planet over. Make the best of what's left in life. Sit down." Dib did so.
"You're right, Nodac. Thanks."
"You're welcome." Nodac sat as well, on the Dylanch facing opposite him.
"It's hard to think I've only known you for less than a year."
"I think it's been longer than that."
"It's only been eight months since we organized the Human Hope."
"Well, I AM a member of the Swollen Eyeballs. Have been ever since I was twelve years old."
"You knew me?"
"Not in person. But I did trail you a couple times and we had a few conversations over the Internet. However, I didn't use my real name."
"What was your code name?"
"What? Don't you recognize Agent Viper?"
"You were Agent Viper?"
"The one and only."
"You said you trailed me. How close did you live?"
"The second house over."
"Wow! When did you trail me?"
"Well, there was that time that you went after Chickenfoot. I think that was mean how your dad said you were "being insane at the moment"! You're not insane! It's just because he's a scientist! Just because someone's into the paranormal doesn't necessarily mean they're crazy!"
"And I don't believe in Chickenfoot!"
"Exactly! Only an absolute moron would. Either that, or someone who really were crazy."
"Yeah. I don't like thinking about the past too much."
"I can understand that, but..."
"But..."
"But why do you always talk about how much better things were?"
"That's because things were better. I had a place to go, I had food to eat each day-three meals per day! That's about how much I eat in a week now!"
"Why do you not like the past?"
"On scale, I do."
"No. Not on scale. Why don't you like your past?"
"I wish...I wish someone would've at least listened to me. I wish someone believed me before that last moment...I wish someone had loved me. Not even my own family loved me."
"That's something to be thankful for today."
"What?"
"You are loved." Dib looked into her eyes and saw true affection. Nodac saw the same. After a brief kiss, they realized their current situation.
"Shaya is dead. Zim might seek you next."
"It is just death. We all face it eventually."
"Yes, but it shouldn't be by murder. And besides, I wouldn't let harm come to you. He's not going to kill you without a fight from me. And I'm sure that everyone else will help too. We're all here to look out for the human race, and, well, we're the human race. One person is twenty percent of the human population on this planet. It's a sad number, but we can't change it now. Our job is to make sure it doesn't get any lower. We all will look out for each other, no matter who he targets next."
"Thanks. Thanks a lot. It does frighten me, though. To think that we're all that's left...it makes me feel somewhat important, in a way. I don't see how."
"I see how. We're humanity's last hope; and yet, we're humanity."
"A paradox in itself."
"Sort of. We have lived, and just to save ourselves. I don't really see how significant a role we play, but-"
"It still seems like we're the select few chosen to make a difference."
"That's exactly what I mean. I'm glad you made it. I don't rejoice over Shaya's death, but I'm glad you're okay."
"Me too, Dib. Me too."
