I haven't written anything in like forever, but I really needed to get this out. So here it is, review if you can and please don't be mad if I can't update as soon as you (and I) would like. High school, college, and a job, and a social life is a lot to do. Expect more once Skool is over.
If you don't like ZaDr, don't read.
-Zim-
The world seemed to spin as the ship dived, the ray missing the hull by mere inches. Gir went flying past my face screaming and I felt a strong hand grip my waist. I twisted the handle once more, and we leveled out.
Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to calibrate the ship's gravity center to that of Earths….
After the spinning stopped, I took a deep breath of relief. I head a slight hiccup noise behind me.
"Don't throw up on me, stink-human." Dib's arms slowly released themselves from my waist and chair.
"I should say the same to you. Can your one internal organ handle all this adventure?" I could practically hear his grin.
"I don't know. Maybe I'll just spontaneously combust or something." I smiled and veered towards the hulking ship above us.
Again, his hand was squeezing my shoulder. "We've got trouble!" The human yelled and pointed to three smaller ships coming straight at us.
"I can see that Dib!" I swore a few times in Irken and twisted the handle again, my thumb on the trigger.
I was about to fire at three Irken ships, right beneath the Armada. Dib in my ship. Us, the only thing floating between the Irkens…and Earth.
How did it get this way? It seems so long ago when this all started. The day I came to Earth, intending to lead this very armada here to destroy it. My one year in Skool before I got shipped with the rest of the stink humans to something called High Skool. It was three human years after I entered there, when I dropped the "Invader" from my name and became…just Zim.
How did this happen?