Second submission:
Dib Membrane (Dillon Baker)
Jhonen looked to Dib for help after the young Irken left. "Please tell me you brought something good to the table. I was a fool for thinking ZIM would be a help." Dib shrugged.
"Well . . . I got something. I guess. Just a warning, I'm no writer."
"Doesn't matter. I'll take rough drafts at this point." Dib shrugged and forked his script over to the Invader ZIM creator. Jhonen began to read.
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It was a hot day, with the sun high in the red tinted sky. At the Skool students ran about trying to get to their class on time. Our paranormal investigator protagonist, Dib, however was trying to get a certain alien menace caught on camera so he could send it in to his favorite show, Mysterious Mysteries. The curious and misunderstood boy followed the bizarre green lizard to the bathroom, knowing that Irkens like ZIM had no use for toilets, so why would he be going to such a place? That's suspicious.
Dib cracked the bathroom door open a hair and peaked inside. ZIM was the only one in the bathroom, standing in front of a mirror. Doing nothing but staring into his reflection.
"I... am amazing. ZIM... is amazing. Who is amazing? Me. ZIM. ZIM is amazing." Dib raised a brow at this strange chanting on the aliens part. What was this? Some sort of ritual. Maybe he was calling for his mothership! Maybe he was casting a spell and in some country in the eastern hemisphere was currently getting eaten by giant piggies! Oh my gosh! This has to stop! Dib jumped heroically into the bathroom.
"ZIM!" The alien whipped around to face the paranormal investigator. "Whatever you're doing! I'll put an end to it! For it is my duty to protect the earth and all it's inhabitants!"
"Dib, Dib, Dib." ZIM chuckled in a superior fashion. "You must have forgotten," The green alien suddenly doubled over and mutated into something large, scaly, and fierce. With giant wings on his back and razor sharp teeth on his mouth. "That I'm a dragon!" ZIM burst the top of the school off and the entire setting changed into barren land.
"I never knew you were a dragon actually!" Dib yelled back. "Just like you never knew that I, myself, am a dragon slayer!" Dib suddenly grew three feet taller and muscles sprouted from his typically leaner stature. He sported a large sword and shield along with metal armor for protection. ZIM roared a nasty roar, rearing on his hind legs and taking off into the sky with wings spread wide. Dib lost the dragon in the sun. It finally hit him where the alien was when a large fireball rained down on him from the heavens. Dib rose his mighty shield and blocked the brute of the force.
ZIM landed right over him, talons and fangs shining in the sunlight. This did not intimidate Dib however, for he was a brave and fierce warrior. ZIM swiped at Dib with his large talons. Dib was too quick for him. He rolled out of the way, using his sword to cut ZIM's hand in the process. But, much to his dismay, the sword wouldn't cut through the armor-like scales. They were too strong!
"You think you can defeat me? Pathetic! Pathetic earthen!"
"Tell me! Tell me what I need!"
"You think I'm that daft? To tell you my only weakness!" Dib didn't say anything for awhile. The two being stared intently at each other for a long, long time.
"Yes."
"Forget it!" ZIM roared again, spitting another wave of fire at Dib.
"He's too strong! Gotta call for backup!" Dib raised his majestic sword. The sunlight caught it and a bright beam of pure energy shot out from the tip. This sent out a signal to Dib's faithful and trusty sidekick, Gaz! His younger sister!
Gaz was sitting at home when she received the tingling sensation that Dib needed her supernatural help. She sprung off the couch of which she sat on and dashed out of the house and down the streets to help her brother. She got to the area where Skool used to be and found the green dragon and tall Dib fighting each other head-to-head.
"Dib!" She cried to get his attention.
"Gaz! Use your powers to find his weak spot!" Dib commanded. Gaz summoned her friends from the netherworld to come and speak with her. Suddenly three ghastly figures sprouted from the ground around her.
"I need your help! How do we defeat an Irken-Dragon?" Gaz asked.
"Gaz, to defeat such an enemy, you must find out it's own disadvantages. Each Irken-Dragon is different. Each one has a different weakness."
"Then what is his?" Gaz asked, desperately. The ghosts looked at the dragon.
"He's got a large body, but only two eyes on his face. He has many blind spots. Aim for the temples." Gaz bowed to her friends and ran to Dib.
"The temples, Dib! Or any blind spot you may find!" Dib nodded at the new information and narrowed his eyes, determined now than ever before. He jumped up high and landed on the dragon's head. He then raised his sword and stabbed down toward the left temple. The sword found a soft spot and pierced the skin with ease. ZIM howled in intense pain. Dib did a tumble to the other side of the head and with one final stab, caught ZIM in the right temple. The Irken screamed with agony and began to shrink.
"You fool! What have you done! I'm dying! Dying!" ZIM became his normal self again, blood pooling from his head. The media showed up and caught the footage of ZIM, the dead alien on the ground and praised Dib for the first real discovery of aliens . . . and dragons.
...
"Well," Jhonen began. "It wasn't terrible. In fact, it was rather good. However, the characters are-"
"Out of character." Dib finished for him. "I kinda figured you'd say that." Dib shrugged. "I had fun writing it! That's what matters, right?"
"I'm offended!" ZIM yelled into the room.
"I thought you went to New York to get your shit- I mean, your story published?" Jhonen said. ZIM found Gaz in the hall and was with her.
"My brother told me I couldn't go to New York because I'll get raped, mugged, and hazed all in the same day." ZIM said, taking a seat along with Gaz. Jhonen sighed.
"Gaz! What kind of story do you have for me?"
"A good one." She muttered. "A brilliant one."
