Chapter 2: Let The Terror Begin
"Hhhunnngryyyyy." The Night Blight growled again as it inched closer from the bed.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHH!" Zim screamed, toppling backwards away from the creature.
How could this happen? How could this be?! Why on Earth and Irk would there be a Night Blight under Gir's bed?!
It was simply impossible! Monsters aren't real! There's no such things as monsters under the bed or in the closets!
A creaking noise behind the Irken caused him to jump and turn around.
Gir's wardrobe was opening!
"Oh no you don't!" Zim hissed as he jumped up, slamming the door closed.
Dark, Night Blight chuckling could be heard coming from behind the door.
"Hhhunnngryyyyy."
Zim gulped. The monster under Gir's bed was still begging for food. He could see the claws starting to peek out as it inched closer.
He had to feed that thing something, or else it might eat Gir!
What was it that the book said they eat?
Best feed them quickly with one of your toys.
Yes! That's what it was! But… Zim didn't have any toys!
Gir had plenty of them to keep a whole horde of Night Blights happy, but Zim didn't want to sacrifice his robot's beloved possessions like they were nothing more than Night Blight food. So what could he feed them?!
"Hhhunnngryyyyy."
The Night Blight was now poking it's head out. Zim shuddered at the sight of those big, white eyes and those sharp, pearly teeth.
Suddenly, he got an idea!
The Human-Annihilator! Surely that would please it… right? It wasn't a toy, but it was better than nothing.
Zim quickly ran out of the bedroom, heading to his workbench. As he approached, he noticed that the cupboard where he kept all his hanging tools was slightly ajar. He could hear dark chuckling coming from it as it opened more.
"No, no, no, no!"
Zim slammed his body against the door, sending the Night Blight inside tumbling back. Zim breathed heavily. That was a close one!
"Hhhunnngryyyyy."
Zim was suddenly shocked from his thoughts as he realized what it was he was doing out here in the first place.
He quickly snatch up his unfinished weapon and ran back to Gir's room. The Night Blight was halfway out now.
"Here! Take it! Just leave my Gir alone!" Zim cried as he threw the Human-Annihilator at the monster.
The Night Blight grabbed the weapon and retreated back under the bed, making munching noises as it ate the object given to it.
"Yum yum."
"Yeah, you're welcome you vile creature." Zim hissed.
"Feeeeed meeeeeee."
"What?!" Zim gasped. "But I just fed you!"
The Night Blight under the bed chuckled, mocking Zim for his rookie mistake.
Zim frowned, listening for the sound again.
"Feeeeed meeeeeee."
Zim gasped as he suddenly realized that the growling was not coming from Gir's bed… but Minimoose's bedroom!
He quickly ran out of Gir's room and ran to Minimoose's room, picking up a random ray gun to feed the monster under the robotic moose's bed.
Zim ran into Minimoose's room and looked around. His room was pretty much exactly like Gir's room, but everything was purple instead of blue. He had no stuffed animals, and instead of a drawing table, Minimoose had a little indoor sandbox.
"Feeeeed meeeeeee."
Zim could see the claws of the Night Blight poking out as he threw the weapon at it.
"Yum yum." It smacked as it retreated.
"OK," Zim gasped as he walked out of the bedroom to sit down on his bench. "There's a Night Blight under Gir's bed, and a Night Blight under Minimoose's bed. Plus, there are Night Blights in the closets and in my tool cupboard. … That's not too much to handle."
A creaking noise upstairs suddenly caught Zim's attention. He perked up his antennae to locate where the sound was coming from.
The creak was heard again and the alien gasped.
It was coming from HIS room!
Quickly, Zim went up the elevator to his own bedroom.
His room was a solid hot pink, with a red circular bed in dead center. He had a desk with a laptop in the far left corner, and a bookshelf on the right corner. Next to the door was his own wardrobe filled with his disguises and a couple extra Irken uniforms, which had began to slowly open.
"Don't even THINK about it!" Zim hissed as he closed the door on the monster.
More chuckling could be heard behind the door.
Suddenly, a noise downstairs in the house level was heard. It sounded like… the fridge!
"Oh come on! You gotta be kidding me!" Zim screamed as he took the elevator down and slammed the refrigerator door closed. "They're in my fridge too?!"
The clock tower suddenly rang. Only one hour has gone by since the terror of the darkness started.
"Hhhunnngryyyyy."
Great. Now the Night Blight under Gir's bed was begging for food again.
"At this rate, I'm not gonna have any more weapons to give." Zim sighed as he went back down, grabbed a cube like weapon and fed the monster.
"Yum yum."
"OK Zim." The Irken sighed, rubbing his temples as he left the room, closing the wardrobe yet again. "You can do this. You are a great, Irken Elite Invader, and no monsters under the bed are going to stop you. Just keep these things happy until morning. That's what the book said."
And so, Zim did just that. For the next six hours, Zim spent them running around the house, closing wardrobes, closing the tool cupboard, closing the fridge, and feeding the Night Blights under Gir's and Minimoose's beds.
Finally, at seven o clock, the clock tower rang and all the growling Night Blights seemed to disappear. There were no more growls. No more cries for food. And no more opening doors.
Zim had lost more than half of his inventory of weapons, but he didn't care. As long as everybody made it through the night.
Now there was just one more problem… Skool.