Disclaimer: Invader Zim and related characters do not belong to me.
Warning: Contains death and torture themes.
Our Invaders
Chapter 3
A solitary soldier leaned against the far wall of the ally chewing fiercely on a gooey white substance that seeped from between his razor-like teeth. Dark green eyes carefully scanned the perimeter before narrowing in time with its jagged smile. He, or she since Dib had no idea how to distinguish them, crossed its arms around its armored chest and leaned its head back, its black antennae straight up in the air and twitching occasionally. It rolled the white glue-like substance around with its tongue before spitting it straight up into the air and catching it back in its mouth, the muck going straight down its evil alien throat.
Dib watched this from above with both wonder and utter disgust. He had no idea what the white glue was or what it was for, but he could tell the soldier didn't want to be caught eating it. Now in truth, Dib wouldn't have minded watching the alien play or eat the white stuff out of pure Para-scientific curiosity, but it was only a matter of time before the guards inside alerted the guards outside and he was caught in the middle of a manhunt.
Now he just had to find a way off the roof and around that guard. It didn't help that he was ten feet off the ground which in retrospect was only one story, but it that didn't make the situation any better. He had originally been on the second highest roof seven stories up but he'd gradually made his way down to what he was sure was an evil alien storage room filled with…stuff. Now he was surrounded by heavily guarded streets on all sides but one, one being the ally with the lone soldier.
"If I can find a way to distract him, I can get down and make my way through the alleys until I reach the back roads behind the Q-mart, then I can find a place to hide and practice not talking to myself." Dib grinned and quickly began scanning the roof for anything he could use, his amber eyes falling on a tomato soup can. "It'll have to do!" He said in a 'heroic' tone, but his voice betrayed him by cracking in mid sentence. They had not been allowed to talk in the doctors presence and it had eventually began to wear down on his voice.
Dib grabbed the can. "I'll use this can to distract the guard by throwing it! It's never failed!" He ran to the edge of the roof "In the movies…" and carefully aimed for a spot that would be close enough for the alien to notice but far enough for the marching soldiers in the crumbled streets not too.
"Annnd…" He threw the can, he threw it along with a huge portion of his hope and watched with wide eyes as it smacked into the far wall a few yards to his right. He hid behind the ledge and snapped his head down to watch the aliens reaction.
It jumped from the wall and went into an immediate salute only to find seconds later that there were no superiors to salute to. It growled and swung its head around to glare at the roof where the can obviously came from.
"Tickeef!" It shouted suddenly and extended four metal spider legs from its PAK.
"Nooo! I'm gonna diiieeeee!" Dib cried in fear and ran from the larger alien who was quickly giving chase. In seconds the young boy was struggling and screaming beneath the creatures large claws. "Please don't kill me! I'll do anything! I'll eat grass, I'll chew on a hobos foot, I'll cut my hand off and put it on a pizza!" Dib paused and raised an eyebrow at the thought. "Wow I have a weird mind…"
"Enough! What did you see?" The Irken yelled, tightening its grip on the boys small throat.
"I didn't see anything!" Dib screamed back.
"LIAR! Tell me what you saw!" The spider legs drew closer and opened to reveal thin guns of some sort, two remained spikes and hovered just above Dibs eyes.
"I didn't see anything! You were just standing there chewing some white gunk!"
"So you did see!" The alien growled then suddenly released Dib and drew back the spider legs. "Don't tell my commander!" It pleaded.
"Don't eat my face- wait wha..?"
"Don't tell my commander I was goofing off! I wont kill you!" It shouted.
Dib frowned, suspicion rising in the back of his mind. "You wont kill me?" He watched the other shake its head furiously and search around franticly. It's antennae were twitching back and forth separately and the creature itself seemed to be teetering off balance. He looked closer and noticed its 'dark' green eyes were brighter and glazed over, maybe the white stuff had some kind of drug-like effect on it? Whatever it was, it was probably dangerous and Dib decided to try to get away from the guard as soon as he could.
"What species am I?" Dib asked carefully. Narrowing his eyes at the alien.
"Irken! Wait, uhh…dog! Of the whales!" It guessed, then suddenly became angry. "What species am I? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh?" Each 'huh' earning the human a poke on the nose. "And why is your head so big?"
"Your Irken, stop poking me, and my head is not big!" He shouted, then covered his mouth and looked around. Nobody heard him… He turned back to the alien and put on the best intimidating face he could muster. "Who's your commander?"
"My uhh…Oh he's Zim-!" He whispered. Its moods were changing every few seconds, Dib mentally noted that down for later.
"Zim what?" Dib frowned.
"Zim-!" it replied again.
Dib cocked an eyebrow at the name. It was Zim alright, but the Irken made a harsh hissing noise at the end of his name. Maybe it was another effect of the white glue? "Alright well where is he?"
"Zim-? He's in the big ship!" It looked away and up into the air, just starring…
"Hey? …Hey?" Dib frowned in confusion. He looked up, seeing the ship in question but not what was so hypnotizing about it. "Hello? Spooky alien thing?" He looked around then quickly snatched the black spear it held. "I'm taking this!" Then he ran off. He came back and pushed it over, smirking in triumph.
It was late when he arrived at the remains of his house. It was one of the first things to be hit, destroyed by a laser triggered explosion. He was alone that night, watching what would be the last new episode of 'Mysterious Mysteries'. His dad was at his lab and Gaz had been out at Bloatys that night, leaving him alone with the full wrath of the Irkens. Dib had thought the event would be more depressing than painful, but he was wrong.
Dib walked to the remains of his bathroom and looked at the towel rack, not surprised it was still intact and still holding clean towels on it. He took one and ripped it in fours, stuffing three in his pocket and wrapping one around the hand he had burnt on the strange symbol. It was probably already infected and the blood had dried on it hours ago, but he did what he could. There was really nothing else left in his home, save for a single piece of super toast he found still in the toaster, hot and ready for consumption. Dib was extremely grateful for the piece of toast seeing as he hadn't eaten since the night before.
Deciding nothing else could be of use, he made his way through the backyards of destroyed houses until he reached place he'd been looking for the whole time. A seemingly small green house at the end of a cul-de-sac, Zim's house. The only thing standing in the grey field of ashes and rubble, not even the moon dared to shine its light upon it.
Authors Notes
Huh, I like this one. Its…weird. Aw well. Happy 4th of July readers! I didn't update then or the day after for similar reasons: Fireworks, wine, and a hangover. Red wine. X)
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