To his horror

It's been a tiring day. It always has been, if you were the outcast of the school. A school that does anything in their own ways to torment what they find different. As he came close to the door of his home. He had gotten out a shiny silver key out of his pockets. He turned the key in the lock and opened the door. To his horror, he saw a scum bag alien who had started the tormenting in the first place. Zim.

His eyes narrow automatically at the sight of him. Taste of venom seeps through his mouth and throat. There in front of him, in the living room, no idea of how or why he was there to begin with. His composer beginning to slip into his now panicky haze mind, as he looks around to find a way to help in his defense.

"You shouldn't be afraid yet Dib-stink. It's not like I am going to kill you yet. I came for a reason. And killing you will just ruin my purpose of my planning." A demonic grin appearing in his features.

"What the hell do you want you douche bag of alien scum? Didn't you have enough of trying to tormenting me for the day?" His voice void of any emotion that give that scum bag any pleasure.

"Oh, you see Earth-stink. You'll see in the mean time." And that is all I've heard before I black out. His movements a little too fast for me to see clearly on how he did it.