Skipping Life
Okay, this is a new story of mine, as you can see called 'Skipping Life'. It's more like a crossover story, and once again, I'm gonna be in it. I will promise though, that I'm working on the chapter of 'The Scarlet Ibis'. I just wanted to write this story idea down before I lost it. Now, this takes place in my world, throughout most of the story, so it'll be less confusing when I start the chapter. But, it will be marked as an Invader Zim story! And it will be in yours truely POV.
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SO, onto the story!
I looked around the corner, hoping I'd lost them. Or maybe I'd just gone crazy. I was hoping this was all just a dream, a horrible nightmare I'd wake up from in a cold sweat. But, I knew this was real. I knew it was from the day it started. I guess I should start from the beginning. My name is Dawn Willow, and I was just your average clumsy 15 year old with no real purpose in life. I had a few friends, and wasn't very high on the social chart. I had a family, a mom and a dad, also I should count my sister Ashley if you want to get very specific. And to tell the truth, I never would've known that if I hadn't done what I did, none of this would have happened. It all started on a normal day in high school...
I sighed as I walked through the halls toward my English class. I held my books close to me, searching for my speech. It was due on Friday, and today was Thursday. If I didn't have that speech ready to present to the class by then, I'd fail English and have to take Credit Recovery. That's screwed up, but I guess I pay for my actions, which is kind of redundant.
"So, what are you doing?" I heard a voice ask beside me. I looked up and saw Brian, the only guy who would talk to me beside Kyle, but that doesn't matter. Kyle was nice, Brian was.. just fun to be around I guess I should say. I continued walking and sighed in frustration.
"Well, I was looking for my speech, but I can't find it." He continued to walk beside me, and he laughed.
"Ha ha, you're going to fail." I looked at him and glared.
"Say, why don't you go to English, and I'll go to Biology." I told him, handing him my stuff. He shook his head and smiled.
"Hell no, I ain't gonna fail it for you." I laughed sarcastically and walked into the room, waving bye to Brian. Sometimes he gets on my nerves, but I guess I'm too nice to tell him to go away. I sat in my seat next to Connie and slammed my books down. She jumped and looked at me.
"What's wrong, Dawn?" I sighed and shook my head. I didn't want to tell her anything, even though she was probably the only one who could come up with a good logical explaination, besides Sandra. Sandra was one of my other good friends, and she was fun to be around. I looked through my binder once more before I gave up. Damn, here comes Ms. what's her face. I can never remember her name. It's annoying too. I looked at Connie to see her staring at me, looking concerned. I forced a smile and which she returned and looked at the teacher.
"Okay, tomorrow's Friday, and I told everyone yesterday that it would be extra credit if you gave your speech today. It's an option, so I'm not going to force anyone." I looked around the room, nobody raised their hands. I laughed silently to myself. 1st period was always never fully awake. I wondered if it was like this in other classes. Ms. what's her face, who I shall name teacher, continued when no one even moved. "Okay, now today I have a little cold, so we're just going to read from the literature books. Open your books to page 247 and read the background information on the author."
"Great..." I sighed and opened my book to the page to see a colorful page with the author's information. It was a female no doubt, but she kinda disturbed me. Her hair was all curly and frizzy, and she wore these huge ugly glasses that seemed to sit on her cheeks. And it didn't help that she looked like my grandmother, minus the glasses. I silently read the paragraph ahead of the class. Teacher always read it too slow and nobody ever volunteered to read out loud. It's too bad this class is 90 minutes long, I'd like to get out of here soon before my head explodes.
The author had some pretty interesting history, but I didn't bother to try to understand it or memorize it. Teacher then instructed us to read the actual story the author wrote. It was called 'Life Without Go-Go Boots'. I stared blankly at the page. I could've sworn my eye twitched. I seriously hoped that this entire story wasn't about some girl that wanted Go-Go boots. But to my luck, Teacher told us that it was about a fashion experience that the author went through. Oh, poor baby. No Go-Go boots for the hairwoman.
After going through the torture of that short-story, Teacher told us that we had the last 30 minutes to ourselves to read over our speeches or study for the test on Monday. Yeah.. right. Connie turned to me and just stared at me. I put my head on my hand and stared at the board. I could feel her gaze, and it was greatly annoying me. A girl from the other side of the room got up and walked to the people behind me. I looked to the right side of the room and heard a boy talk about his topic of speech. I heard the word racist. Oh boy, is he going to be in trouble tomorrow.
I sighed, bored, and searched through my binder for a clean sheet of paper. Drawing always passes time for me, and I didn't want to talk to Connie right then. It was one of those awkward silences, but then a girl asked Connie a question, saving my butt. I smiled and jerked out a piece of paper. I got out my mechanical pencil and started doodling. I had no idea what to draw, so I just drew a squirrel then a rabid cow. It was funny to look at. I continued drawing and let my mind wander. I wanted to go home and either 1.) sleep or 2.) play Destroy All Humans. Real fun game, I love to vaporize people.
Then my mind wandered and got on the subject of Invader Zim and Danny Phantom. I wished they hadn't cancelled Invader Zim. Jhonen probably had some new awesome ideas for it, I'm sure. I also wondered what would happen if Danny and Zim were to actually meet. That'd be funny. Especially to see Zim find out about ghosts. I stopped drawing and finally noticed that the whole room was empty, even void of Teacher. It occured to me that the bell had rung. I checked my watch. Damnit, I was late for computer class. I shrugged and folded my doodling paper and put it in my pocket and headed slowly out of the room.
Why hurry, I was late anyway. It amazed me that I could spend so much time thinking and not even know that the incredibly loud bell had rung. I reached my locker and put in the combination and opened it. My locker was so messy and filled with useless junk that it would be a neat-freak's nightmare. On the door of my locker was about.. 3 or 4 Invader Zim magnets holding up some song lyrics, inside was about 5 or 6 IZ magnets holding up Sandra's artwork she did and gave to me. Then I have Gir dice hanging on the hooks and a Gir air freshener. You'd want one too if you knew what my locker smelled like before.
I put my stuff away and grabbed my binder for computer. I wondered if I had any homework that night for algebra. I always did but never did it from lack of concentration. I headed to computer and heard footsteps behind me, not bothering to turn around to know it was Brian. Why he was skipping class was beyond me, but that wasn't my problem. He caught up to me as I was entering the hallway for my class.
"So, why are you late?" I heard him ask. I shrugged carelessly and leaned against the wall to face him. It always amazed me how I could do that and not slip or fall. I was the most klutziest person I knew.
"Eh.. I don't know. I guess I wasn't paying attention when the bell rung." He laughed at me and grabbed my binder, flipping through it. "Hey, why don't you go to computer, and I'll go to Spanish?" I asked him walking toward his class.
"Uh.. no." He said sarcastically and handed me back my binder. "Good luck with detention or ISS." I rolled my eyes.
"Good luck with your graduation requirements." I heard him laugh as he left the hallway. I headed in the room and everybody looked at me. I ignored it and went to sit at my seat to turn on my computer when the other nameless teacher called me to their desk. I rolled my eyes and walked slowly to them to irritate them.
"Dawn, this is your 5th time being late. I have no choice but to give you ISS. I'll give you a pass." I sighed and rolled my eyes. I seemed to be doing that a lot lately. I snatched the note and walked back to my computer to get my binder when the girl who sits beside me asked me why I was late. I ignored her because she annoyed the hell out of me during class when I was actually there. I walked out of the room with my stupid pass and heading to the guidance office. I was actually gonna go there this time to see what they did in there. I decided that the school board and the constructors who built this school were mentally retarded when they put the guidance office on the other side of the school.
But, to my amazing knowledge of this school and this route, I knew a shortcut through the football field. I headed out of the school and walked down the steps into the huge arena type area. This would be good as a battlefield. I could already imagine huge battle tanks and army men running around with their legs blown off from land mines. I laughed at my own amusement. When I reached the middle of the football field, I heard a loud explosion on the other side of the bleachers. I scowled when I jumped. I hated being scared, but my confusion won over my anger.
I ignored my voice of reason, telling me to go to the guidance office. I mentally kicked it and when I got close enough I heard some voices. I decided to eavesdrop just for the hell of it. I crept to the side of the wall and leaned against it to listen better.
Suddenly, I heard footsteps behind me and I knew that if they spoke, I'd be in trouble. I held up my finger, but gasped when the person grabbed it, pulling it down. I didn't get to see who it was, and felt hands wrap around me. I got mad and elbowed them hard, whoever they were. I tried to see if they were making meth or something, but I couldn't smell it. Then I felt a blindfold wrap around my head, covering my eyes and a rope tie my arms behind me. They were wearing gloves, I could tell that much. I turned around and kicked whoever had their hand in my hair. I smirked when I got a yell of pain in response. My smirk faded when I heard metal collide with metal, and I knew I was in trouble now. I felt a huge pain in my head, and I blacked out.
"Is she awake yet?"
"Not yet, but give her time. I want to see if the solution worked on her." I groaned as I gained consiousness, trying to pull my hands free but found out I was strapped to a table. I heard footsteps walk to the table I was strapped on, and I felt a cold wind. I felt my eyes widen when I realized I was also naked. "Oh, you're awake. Good, now I want you to say something so I know I didn't damage your vocal cords when the surgery was done." I felt my blood run cold. They operated on me. Oooh.. are they gonna get it. I struggled to unlock my restraints and felt that same gloved hand press against my throat.
"I think you did damage her. I thought you knew what you were doing?" I heard another voice ask. The hand left my throat to travel down my body. I growled.
"How was I supposed to know where t--" I cut him off.
"Don't touch me.." I scowled when my voice came out weak.
"Oh my, you can speak. Good, I thought I had damaged you. Here, let me take off that blindfold." I frowned when he didn't remove his hand, but lifted his other hand and just pushed it off my forehead. The room was brightly lit, and I had to shut my eyes for a minute. When I was sure I could see clearly, I opened them again and saw a very ugly guy. He had white hair that literally looked like a 3 year old drew it, big glasses that hung off his nose, and a very wrinkled fat body. The guy next to him was really short and weird looking. He had yellow skin and a huge pointy nose, like a humming bird. I groaned and shut my eyes again.
"Are you feeling okay? I made sure to be easy on you during the process."
"I hope it worked, that would be awesome to see her--"
"Shush! I want her to find out on her own." I opened my eyes and saw the bird guy sitting beside me, staring at me. He had white and green eyes, and they kinda freaked me out. It was like a spiral. He leaned closer to me and rested his forearm on my stomach. I frowned.
"Hey boss, she has beautiful eyes. It's like looking at the sky." I raised an eyebrow, and he didn't move. "Are you okay, doll?" I scowled and he smiled cheekly.
"I'm fine, but when I find out what you did to me, you won't be." He smiled but still had his forearm on my stomach. I felt so vulnerable. The hairguy grabbed the bird boy and pulled him off the table.
"Give her some space." I sighed and looked at them both.
"What am I doing here? What did you do to me?" I heard the bird boy laugh and I glared at him. The hairguy smiled at me and pulled his gloves higher up his arm.
"You have one hell of a kick, you know that?" I turned my gaze back to the bird boy. I noticed for the first time that he had a footprint on his suit. I stared blankly at him. I wondered what time it was.
"Let me explain," The hairguy started walking toward me, pushing the bird boy out of the way. "My name is Doctor Lididisp and this is Oscar. But you can call me Lid. I needed a test subject to try out my newest solution, unfortunately Oscar was already tested for the bird formula. I needed one to test the transformer formula, and you were the most likely one to know how to handle a situation like this. So, I set a trap for you, and you fell right into it. But, I will need you to be unstrapped to see if it worked correctly." I raised an eyebrow and Lid undid the restraints, allowing me to sit up. I rubbed my ankles and wrists and stared at them. I suddenly felt fabric being thrown at me, and saw that it was my clothes I had on that day. I put them on, and waited.
"Okay, so what is it exactly that you did?" I was just curious now, but if it was something bad, I'd kick both their asses. Once I had my clothes back on, Oscar came and sat beside me again. Doc Lid continued.
"Well, to put it into simpler terms, if the formula is correct, you are now able to turn into anything you desire. All you have to do is think about it." I felt my eyes widen. Turn into anything, huh? Okay, eh.. I smiled and closed my eyes. I felt my body morph and when I opened them, I no longer was taller than Oscar. I was shorter and I couldn't feel my hair. I looked down at my hands and saw three claw-like fingers covered in gloves. I reached up and felt two antennae. My God, it actually worked.
"I... I'm Zim.."
HECK YES! I loved how this story turned out! I feel so special like I accomplished something. This is gonna be a good story to write for me! Whoo hoo! Cheering for joy! Okay.. now for the disclaimer..
Disclaimer: I don't own Zim, or any of the characters I use in this story!