Description: After Zim had been banished from the Irken Empire he and Dib have slowly become friends, but will this friendship crumble and the chance for something more? And what's wrong with Zim? Wait, what's wrong with Dib?
Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim or it's charaters.
Dib's P.O.V.
Conciseness was coming back to me but I just wanted to sleep and not have to face the day that would come if I woke up. I didn't want to know where I was or even who I was, it all felt like it would become a heavy burden I didn't want to carry. The world must hate me because when I had fully woken up I received a great amount of pain directed straight to my head. My eyes felt heavy and though I didn't want to open them I needed them to find me something to get rid of my headache. The problem was I couldn't see. Wait, I wear glasses don't I? I moved my hands to either side of me hoping there would be a table there with my glasses. Sure enough I found them on my right. Setting them in place I proceeded to take a good look at the room.
The room I was in was white and I was laying in a white hospital bed hooked up to an IV. Great a hospital! What was I doing in a hospital! There isn't a doctor around so I guess I have to want for some pain killer. Just great! I suppose I'll focus on who I am and what ever happened to me while I wait.
I closed my eyes and let the memories flood my mined. My name's Dib, age 15. My usual attire consists of my navy blue shirt that has a smiley face, black skinny jeans, black knee high boots, and of course my black trench coat. Behind my huge glasses are a pair of auburn eyes. My NORMAL sized head is covered in black hair which styles into a scythe in the middle giving me a similar appearance to my father, Professor Membrane, the greatest scientist today, though not so great father. Physically I may not look like much, but I'm pretty strong for a guy my age, probably from all the fights I've had with a certain alien.
Yes, an alien. Three years ago I intercepted an alien signal, with a device I created, saying Earth would be invaded. Six months later, a small, green alien strolled into my classroom, claimed to be "normal", and called himself, Zim. My whole class, hell, the whole town ate it up even as I pointed out everyone of his inhuman flaws, like his green skin or nose-less and ear-less head. He simply blamed it on a skin condition!
Besides his green skin and incomplete face, Zim has fake purple eyes and a Elvis style wig. His real eyes are pupil-less and look like huge rubies embedded in to his head and under the wig are two antenna which I assume are for hearing and smelling. I think I can assume he can actually smell considering all the times he's complained about the Earth and it's inhabitant's "stink". He wears black pants, black knee high boots surprisingly similar to mine, black gloves on his three fingered claw-like hands, and a stripped pink tunic that looks very similar to a dress, which you would only tell him if you wanted your eyes gouged out.
He also has this strange backpack that he calls a PAK attached to his back. Since he never takes it off I think it's safe to assume he needs it to live, but it's not only for that, it also contains four spider-like legs which in battle gives him a huge advantage, so long as there aren't any other humans around. I at least have my height, to Zim's displeasure, Zim being 5'2" and me being 5'6".
Since coming here Zim has consistently been egotistical and bitchy. But after sometime he had gotten smarter and more mature. Zim had finally come to the conclusion after denying it for so long that his mission was a lie and his leaders, the Tallest, and Irken alike had always hated him. He figured this out when the Tallest had sent out a recorded transmission stating exactly that and also telling him not to call back as he was now banished.
I had found all of this out when sneaking into his pink and green house through the window one day to try and uncover him for the alien that he truly is. There I found him sitting on his couch, head hung low, and eyes filled with pain. His defective robot, GIR, was crying like mad in front of his feet. Neither moved or had shown any sign that they had seen me. At first I thought it was some kind of trap, but if that where true I didn't think Zim would do it this way and show weakness. I had hesitated for a while just standing by the window watching Zim act like a zombie before I made a decision.
So I took my chances and knelt down beside the crying robot who was by now screaming nonsense about banana phones. I looked Zim in the eyes and forced out words of concern.
"Zim? What's wrong?"
His head slowly turned to me. He looked as if he was about to cry even though I knew he couldn't. Both Zim's mouth and fists clenched and unclenched, obviously debating on whether or not to tell me. My expression turned to a very worried one and apparently someone's concern is just what Zim wanted before immediately talking a mile a minute about his mission, the Tallest, and the transmission. Telling me how not only the Tallest said they hated him, but that the entire Irken Empire had always despised him.
I stayed all the while listening though I'm not exactly sure why. This was my chance, he was completely vulnerable in this state of disarray, I can finally capture him and show the world I'm not crazy, but I didn't. What exactly was holding me back, I did not know. By the time he was finished venting about the mission and his thoughts he was panting with a wild look in his eyes, because he was practically screaming his head off about how his Tallest and the empire are full of crap to think the "The Great and Amazing ZIM" are not worth their time and that in fact it is "they who are not worth the time of ZIM". I was surprised the neighbors still don't call the cops on him. GIR had stopped crying now that his master is back to "normal" to go make...something in the kitchen.
Zim, after a few moments, finally put his full attention to me and immediately started glaring me down. Out of reflex I started glaring back. It was like that for awhile, just Zim and I glaring at each other with an uncomfortable silence between us until GIR came in with a plate full of waffles. He trotted over to Zim and lay them next to him on the couch. He proceeded to take a waffle from the plate and shove it in my face.
"You gonna have some tooooooooooooo!" GIR asked unnecessarily prolonging his "too".
Zim and I had snapped out of our little glaring contest to look at GIR. At GIR's question Zim took the waffle from him, forced it into my hand, and started shoving me toward the door, even though I was still on my knees.
"Take your waffle and get your stinky feet out of ZIM's base Dib-Beast!" And with that I stood and made my way to the door, once outside I trudged to the sidewalk before turning to look back at the looming house. Vaguely, I could hear Zim's shouting and GIR's hysterical laughing from inside. I thought over what just happened and what Zim had told me. The news didn't seem to phase Zim anymore now that he let his emotions out. But Zim's mission being a lie didn't seem to shock me as much as the fact Zim had chosen me to be someone to listen to his problems, even if I am the only one who knows he's an alien.
I started to walk home and it wasn't until I had gotten through the door that I realized I had been clutching the waffle in my hand. Gaz, my easily irritable and incredibly scary little sister, looked over at me from the couch and rolled her eyes before going back to her game. I through the waffle away and walked to my room convincing myself everything would be back to normal tomorrow. But the next day at school everything seemed so much more...quiet than it had been before.
Zim had a calmer aura around him. He didn't shout randomly or try to show how much more "superior" he was than everyone else as much. He still looked down on Earth and humans and made ridiculous insults like before, but his insults didn't seem to be as truthful as he meant them to be before being banished. Earth was his home now and he had to get used to that fact.
We didn't talk about what had happened the day Zim was banished. Zim still wanted to take over the world, but as his own planet this time so we would still fight over who's world Earth was and I would still try to capture him, but not as often as we did. Sooner or later a form of friendship had been made between us and though I was a bit resentful of it, a friendship between not only a human and alien, but also my one and only rival, I eventually got use to it, Zim surprisingly quicker than I.
"You'll be good company for Zim, Dib-Thing." Is what Zim had told me. Though I was pretty sure that "company" translated to "slave". Of course I wasn't about to let him take over the world anytime soon or ever for that matter. Soon that started to change and I began to care less and less. I mean I had finally gotten the one thing I had always wanted, someone who believed me, someone who doesn't think I'm crazy, and someone who wanted to be my friend, not to mention he's an alien, how cool is that! No one cares about me anyway, not even my own family. But of course since the world hates Dib so something terrible had to happen.
Zim had something to tell me and usually it would be his latest plan for world domination, but the look on his face told me other wise. We walked down the side walk from school and Zim was wearing some kind of look of determination, but at the same time worry. It made me nervous. Whatever he told me had been forgotten and for some reason something inside me is telling me I don't want to remember. I only remember that I freaked before Zim could get another word out and I tried to get away from him. I started to run across the street, but Zim followed and caught me. He was about to say something, but that was when a truck honked its horn that Zim and I realized we were about to get hit full force by it. And, from what I do remember, in that moment Zim with all his strength pushed me out of the way. I must have hit my head considering how it felt right now. From the sound of wheels screeching, a female pedestrian screaming, and the smell of blood in the air there was one one thing that I could assume: Zim had been hit.
First fic and I'm really excited! R&R, please!
