Yes, I know there are already a thousand fan fictions like this, but I dun give a crap. I felt emo, so I wrote this. I did the best I could.


"It's all over now, pitiful human!" Ugh…the words stung his ears for the first time.

A frown stretched across Dib's face as he desperately fished around the dark space for his glasses, while Zim advanced on him. Blood was shooting profusely out of various places on Dib's body. He knew he wouldn't survive, it was impossible at this rate.

Zim knew this too. He had stabbed Dib with the spider legs in his Pak several times, but the human just didn't die!

Zim stood to Dibs side as he kept trying to find his glasses. Zim looked over and saw them, broken and damaged. He picked them up and surveyed them.

Zim then tossed them to the side carelessly and his Pak legs lifted him into the air, where Dib heard the noise and looked up. Zim had a wicked and devious smile on his face, and stabbed another leg into Dibs arm, earning a heart-wrenching scream coming from the thirteen-year-old boy.

Zim leaned down and effortlessly lifted Dib up, looking him in the eyes.

"Zim…why are you doing this?" Dib asked, blood trickling from his left eye-socket, which was empty.

"Isn't this what you wanted, Dib-filth? Your own 'family' doesn't even care about you. Your sister threatens to kill and injure you every day, and your own father-unit cares too much about 'science' and the well-being of the humans to give a crap about you! I've even seen the crimson blood dripping fearlessly off of your arms at night when you slash them with blades." Zim said, smirking coldly at his victim.

Dib just stared up at him in disbelief and horror.

"You-you spy on me?" He asked, and Zim nervously looked to the side.

"W-well, I was just watching to see when you were going to download that disk you stole from me to your computer, but apparently you had something else in mind. But-THAT'S NOT THE POINT." He said, stabbing a robotic leg into Dibs other arm, earning another scream.

"The point is, I'm trying to rid you from this horrible planet so I can take it over for myself!" Zim said, slowly removing the spider leg from Dibs bloody flesh.

"F-for yourself? Wha-What ab-bout the rest o-of the empire? Your L-leaders?" Dib choked out, blood now dripping from his mouth.

"They admitted to me their HORRIBLE plan that they were lying to me the entire time. But, I will now show them I CAN take over a planet and that I'm NOT a failiure! I may not be welcome on my own planet now, but after I conquer Earth, I will gather alien races from across the galaxy and defeat the Irken empire for betraying me!" Zim declared, then looked down at Dib and flashed a toothy grin. "But first, I must take out the filthy garbage that's slowing me down!"

Dib then looked at Zim in horror and pleaded a silent 'no!' and Zim simply responded a silent 'yes!', stabbing a leg through the one spot he hadn't yet; Dibs chest.

Zim then dropped Dib harshly on the ground as he began spluttering blood all over the place.

Using his spider legs, Zim walked away, leaving the torn and slaughtered boy to die alone, in a cold dark alleyway.

Alone.