Another day in Mrs. Bitters class, a simple lecturing on how television
shall soon rot the brains of the whole human race, Zim staring anxiously at
the clock, awaiting lunch, a time in which he could escape from the madness
of the classroom, Dib just glaring at him, his expansive mind wanders on
Zim's next intention for world conquest. All of a sudden, the slamming of
the door breaks his concentrated thought. "Ahh…yet another miserable
addition to the student body," Bitters says as Dib then glances from Zim to
a strange girl, her blood-red dress a bit unnatural from the other girls
present in the class, with a turtle neck collar and sleeves almost to the
finger tips of her gloved hands, now standing near the door. He continues
to look at her in a curious sort of way. "You must be Lai, well, Lai, don't
bother with the greetings, just sit down and join with all of the other
hopeless offspring of our social structure." The girl, her crimson (Wait a
second, ordinary girls don't have eyes of that color, Dib thinks) eyes
darting from one student to the next, strolls casually toward a desk near
Zim, who doesn't seem to notice her. She slides into it, shifting a bit for
comfort. Dibs mind now focuses on one particular thing, his suspicions. In
an instant, the girls' eyes lay upon him as if there was a strange psychic
interference, as if she could actually hear what he was thinking. He looks
away, not wanting her to get the wrong impression. Before long, the lunch
bell rings, and a stampede erupts, children pushing, shoving, desperately
wanting to get away. Zim, aware of the classroom emptying, sighs in relief
and jumps up from his desk. He then descends through the door into the
hallway. Now it is just the girl, Lai, and Dib. Hesitating to face her
once again, Dibs eyes slowly move toward her direction, tension begins to
spread throughout his large cranium. Why is it I feel nervous…and afraid,
he thinks, there's got to be something wrong with that girl, she just seems
out of the ordinary…somehow. "Why do you stare at me so?" She suddenly asks
him, her expression blank like those of the zombies in the movie he saw the
previous week that Gaz DESPERATELY needed to see. "Uh…" Dib fumbles for an
explanation, but can't seem to find one to fit so with that, he jumps up
and bolts for the door, not bothering to even look at her.
Her gaze following him, a simple thought crosses her mind. Strange creatures, humans, also dangerous, that one especially. Lai slides out of her desk, brushing strands of her raven black hair from her face. She sighs deeply; her thoughts still a mixture of troubles reflecting. Slowly, she walks toward the door, the halls now deserted, however, echoing voices in the bustling lunchroom. Why am I here? That is the question I keep asking myself, why? The answer arrives, the image clear, a battle of two races, one side badly being defeated. The side's leader, a dark figure, eyes flawless in the unmistakable shadow, and his last resort to save his race from a terrible fate, retreating to the past. That is when she, Lai, famed daughter of the force behind the very victorious Elite, knowing that her existence is at stake, is sworn to stop the enemy who dares to threaten her…threaten… Tightly, she shuts her eyes to erase the image, well aware now of her mission. Lai's slow walk then converts to a sprint, straight out the door, into the hall, and finally, the cafeteria. She halts in the doorway. The rotten, disgusting smell (Someone just died, she thinks) reaches her senses. She yurks a bit, not too far off from emptying the contents of her stomach. Shaking off the sudden illness, she glances at the white board displaying the date, April 9, 2002, and, she grimaces, once more sickened, the special of the day: Toadstools and Mustard. "These beings…how can they even…consume this..?" She says aloud, in pure irritation. She forces herself to focus away from the menu, and then looks about for a place to sit. A frown crosses her face at the thought of sitting with the present version of what could interfere with her whole way of living if…if he succeeds, there, in a particularly vacant table, sitting beside a girl who seems to be messing with a small contraption. Her eyes then fall on a table near the window, which is somewhat away from the rest of them. There, Zim is seated, poking and prodding away at the muck on his tray. The image that arrived earlier returned with the greatest intensity. "Please, stop…I know what is to come…" she whispers to herself as the image disperses. Gathering up her courage, she proceeds to the table, a bit uneasy at first, the thought of meeting someone you knew that, in this time, did not even know you existed or know you at all.
This human food is atrocious! The subject arising in Zim's scheming mind as he gloats at the grimy brown sludge in front of him. Those fools! When is it that I, Zim , will triumph over them and their putrid…putridness, with that miserable Di- He glances at a girl approaching him and returns to his deep consideration. Wonderful…one of the those morons is walking toward me now, disgusting, filthy,…hopefully, if I ignore her she will leave me be…, his last thought before the girl plops down across from him. Pretending not to notice, he continues to pick at the food on his tray with his fork. The girl manages to smile at him, although a bit uncertain. She utters a small "Hello", her voice sound with innocence. "Yes, hello…" Zim says, not even looking at her with as much as a glimpse. "Uh…I'm Lai, I just arrived from…another town," she says, her voice now shaky and full of nervousness. "Really…fascinating…" Zim replies, not amused, yet his mind eagerly retorts, "Get away from me, human, go away…" And there she remains. Zim's eyes twitch in annoyance, this time peering at the girl. He then mutters under his breath, "What will it take to remove you from my sight?" Lai just stares at him. "I know you don't really enjoy company…but…" Her voice then trails off. " But what?" Zim says in a harsh tone, not being able to stand her presence much longer. He lifts an eyebrow, seeming to notice that her attention is not directed upon him any more, but at the window behind him, her eyes nearly bugging out of her head and her mouth hanging wide open, a silent shock. "What? What is it that you are staring at, hmm?" He asks her, a bit fearfully. He slowly turns his head, deciding that the answer, whatever it may be, lies outside the window, surveying them on the side walk, one single dark-haired stranger, his eyes watching their every move coldly, targeting only one.
Well, that seems to be all for chapter one of this fanfic. I hope you enjoyed it, because I have big plans for the next chapter….big plans indeed…
Invader Zan of the Irken Elite
Her gaze following him, a simple thought crosses her mind. Strange creatures, humans, also dangerous, that one especially. Lai slides out of her desk, brushing strands of her raven black hair from her face. She sighs deeply; her thoughts still a mixture of troubles reflecting. Slowly, she walks toward the door, the halls now deserted, however, echoing voices in the bustling lunchroom. Why am I here? That is the question I keep asking myself, why? The answer arrives, the image clear, a battle of two races, one side badly being defeated. The side's leader, a dark figure, eyes flawless in the unmistakable shadow, and his last resort to save his race from a terrible fate, retreating to the past. That is when she, Lai, famed daughter of the force behind the very victorious Elite, knowing that her existence is at stake, is sworn to stop the enemy who dares to threaten her…threaten… Tightly, she shuts her eyes to erase the image, well aware now of her mission. Lai's slow walk then converts to a sprint, straight out the door, into the hall, and finally, the cafeteria. She halts in the doorway. The rotten, disgusting smell (Someone just died, she thinks) reaches her senses. She yurks a bit, not too far off from emptying the contents of her stomach. Shaking off the sudden illness, she glances at the white board displaying the date, April 9, 2002, and, she grimaces, once more sickened, the special of the day: Toadstools and Mustard. "These beings…how can they even…consume this..?" She says aloud, in pure irritation. She forces herself to focus away from the menu, and then looks about for a place to sit. A frown crosses her face at the thought of sitting with the present version of what could interfere with her whole way of living if…if he succeeds, there, in a particularly vacant table, sitting beside a girl who seems to be messing with a small contraption. Her eyes then fall on a table near the window, which is somewhat away from the rest of them. There, Zim is seated, poking and prodding away at the muck on his tray. The image that arrived earlier returned with the greatest intensity. "Please, stop…I know what is to come…" she whispers to herself as the image disperses. Gathering up her courage, she proceeds to the table, a bit uneasy at first, the thought of meeting someone you knew that, in this time, did not even know you existed or know you at all.
This human food is atrocious! The subject arising in Zim's scheming mind as he gloats at the grimy brown sludge in front of him. Those fools! When is it that I, Zim , will triumph over them and their putrid…putridness, with that miserable Di- He glances at a girl approaching him and returns to his deep consideration. Wonderful…one of the those morons is walking toward me now, disgusting, filthy,…hopefully, if I ignore her she will leave me be…, his last thought before the girl plops down across from him. Pretending not to notice, he continues to pick at the food on his tray with his fork. The girl manages to smile at him, although a bit uncertain. She utters a small "Hello", her voice sound with innocence. "Yes, hello…" Zim says, not even looking at her with as much as a glimpse. "Uh…I'm Lai, I just arrived from…another town," she says, her voice now shaky and full of nervousness. "Really…fascinating…" Zim replies, not amused, yet his mind eagerly retorts, "Get away from me, human, go away…" And there she remains. Zim's eyes twitch in annoyance, this time peering at the girl. He then mutters under his breath, "What will it take to remove you from my sight?" Lai just stares at him. "I know you don't really enjoy company…but…" Her voice then trails off. " But what?" Zim says in a harsh tone, not being able to stand her presence much longer. He lifts an eyebrow, seeming to notice that her attention is not directed upon him any more, but at the window behind him, her eyes nearly bugging out of her head and her mouth hanging wide open, a silent shock. "What? What is it that you are staring at, hmm?" He asks her, a bit fearfully. He slowly turns his head, deciding that the answer, whatever it may be, lies outside the window, surveying them on the side walk, one single dark-haired stranger, his eyes watching their every move coldly, targeting only one.
Well, that seems to be all for chapter one of this fanfic. I hope you enjoyed it, because I have big plans for the next chapter….big plans indeed…
Invader Zan of the Irken Elite