Chapter 0: First contact.
"Today's gonna be different" I said to myself. That thought, that one thought would repeat itself over and over again as intense trepidation gripped my mind. I did not know why today had me so anxious, but something told me that today was going to be different. I was in a military family, so we moved a lot, so in my 11 years of life, I had attended 6 different schools. I've been through all this before. I move, attend a new school, attempt to socialize (If I failed at that it wouldn't matter. I'd be gone within a year.), and learn as much as I can before I moved. So why should this have been different.
After I managed to psych myself out of bed, I proceeded to get ready. I wore black jeans with a white skull shirt. I always wore a dark grey hoodie, and I refused to leave without it. This was the only thing that allowed me to convince myself in to going to school. I checked myself over in the mirror. I was of a lean build, my hair was dark and cut in military buzz-cut style. My eyes were a steel grey. My appearance was unsettling to other people that did not know me. This was evident as they often said that I would kill someone if they messed with me. I never would, for the people who did know me said that I was one of the nicest people that they had ever met.
After my morning ritual was done, I walked outside to the bus stop. Three children were already there. The first on had an incredibly stupid looking hairpiece on and had green skin. The second was eying the green skinned child. He was wearing a black trench coat. That's all I saw as I did not see his face or any other article of clothing as his back was turned to me. The final child had purple hair, goth punk style clothing, and a Gameslave in her hands. With these three kids, I decided to stay silent until the bus came.
I waited for fifteen minutes for the bus to arrive. During those fifteen minutes, I heard many arguments between the green skinned child and the one wearing the trench coat. The purple haired one had asked me if I was scared. To which I replied "I was, But now I'm confused. I'm trying to figure out who's the bigger jackass. The one making the accusations, or the one that's making threats that he'll never follow up on?" that response made apparently amused her. She introduced herself as Gaz and told me the names of the other two, the green one was Zim, and the one wearing the trench coat was dib.
The bus finally arrives after 5 more minutes. What I see doesn't fill me with a lot of confidence as half the kids are drooling in blissful ignorance. The more disturbing part of this scene was that the driver was drooling as well. I quickly scope out a seat towards the front. I decided that now would have been a good time to just zone out.
My arrival was as expected, uneventful. I really started to despise this school… I mean Skool system as it was called. The "Skool" seemed to be poorly constructed, and the teachers there were either too nice or inhumanly cruel, and more often than not I found myself liking the cruel ones more. They actually treated us like our age. This routine would continue for about six weeks.
One would think that School here in this unnamed city would be boring. They would be rudely corrected on that thought. While I was there, a huge head lice infestation broke out. That day, I thanked myself that I had very short hair so I was one of two children that did have it. It turns out the other non-infested was Zim, and was the key to eliminating the lice infestation. I could go on about the other interesting events that went on in that blasphemous school, but that would take too long.
One day things were relatively calm. I found this surprising as not only was the school not in danger of being blown up, we had also received a hotdog mogul's daughter. I remember her, her name was Tak. She had blue hair, not ridiculously blue like an anime character, but a darker, dyed blue. I remember that every time she saw zim, she gave off an aura of pure hatred and malice, but for some reason, she would always smile when she saw me, while official Dib's Friend, she would always talk to me when he was unavailable.
She was always interested in violent things, and she always made it a point to try to make me uncomfortable about it. Three weeks after meeting her. I felt that I had to get out of school. It was like a burning in the back of my head that I couldn't douse. So I asked my teachers for the assignments that would have been handed out that day.
I left immediately after I received the assignments. After living in various different cities, I found that the best way to become familiar to my surroundings was on top of the roofs. It wasn't parkour, with its flashy flips and rolls. it was simply a way of traversing the city. I did this every weekend as I had nothing else better to do.
My time living in this city allowed me to find spots that I could just stop and relax at. One such spot had a billboard blocking part of two signs. One was the sign to a goth club called ambivalence and the other was for a destruction company. The bill board blocked out the signs in such a way that it appeared to say ambition. That is something that I feel that is missing from all human life.
Normally I would not have anyone follow me, as this was a sanctuary but one found a way. I turned to hear Tak call my name. "Why did you run from school, afraid I was gonna kill you?" she asked, "no, just left. Felt like coming up here for some reason." I replied. "Well kyle, I'm curious as how you got up here, I doubt you would have been let through the front door to a strip club, and the only fire escape has been collapsed for a very long time." "I climbed, Tak I climbed. It does not surprise me in the least that you failed to see the possibilities."
She stepped back in anger, "Are you calling stupid, I'll slit your throat." "I didn't mean it like that." I defended "I simply meant that your intelligence caused you to over look the obvious solution." "… Good save. I'll be honest, I thought that all people within this city were lazy and…" "Without ambition Tak?" I interrupted.
She looked at me with confusion as to how I came up with the gall to not only interrupt her, but also correctly predict what she was going to say. I left for home after our exchange. It would be the last time I would see her as she simply disappeared. It's funny how clearly I remember it yet it happened five years ago…
Hey everybody, not gonna bull**** you, this is my first IZ fanfic and my first fanfic on this site. Im not going to ask you for reviews although they are welcome. Now for the good stuff
Gaz, Dib, Zim and Tak, © Nickelodeon
Kyle and any other OC that will come up belong to me
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