April's Fool
(A short Zadr Story)
Chapter 3: A Certain Irken.
The dream had rattled the Irken right down to the bone.
And for a few long moments, Zim couldn't seem to find himself, lost in a whirlwind of confusing agonizing emotions once more; the warmth in his belly almost unfamiliar, as unfamiliar as the liquids that were oozing from his eyes yet again that day, the way his lips seemed to tingle even though it was just a dream, the confusion of what it all meant, why he had dreamed Dib had done such a stupid thing…
It was almost too much for him to bare, and he couldn't help but feel as if he was drowning underneath everything- the only thing that kept him from slipping under? His curiosity. Curiosity to who killed ihis/i crazy, stupid… kind… loving Dib.
He needed to do this.
Finally seeming to come to, the invader took a deep breath and forced himself off the chair with a quick and determined mind. He would do whatever it takes to avenge him, even if it was uncharacteristic for two enemies to feel the urge to avenge the others death, in a way, if he killed whoever killed Dib, he would have been the one to kill him.
Right? Isn't that the only reason why he felt this insane urge to destroy whoever did this?
With a more unusually focused mind he made his way toward the door, sneaking passed GIR who amazingly remained asleep even after the alarm had sounded. He was in luck, because otherwise he didn't doubt the SIR unit would have asked to join him on his trek to Dib-Gaz's, and right now that was the last thing he honestly needed.
He quickly dressed himself in his disguise- after all, the humans should be up by now- narrowed concentrated red eyes not even wincing as the contacts where slid in. This was it, the ice breaker.
A deep breath and the door was opened, light suddenly flooded into the house, washing over Zim with an almost embracing warmth, sharp to the eyes but not to the body, reminding him that today was a very new day- a day he couldn't waste on mourning, today was the day he was going to figure out who to slaughter.
Before he left however, something caught the corner of his eye- a picture Gir had found the night before, on the floor obviously have fallen from the dangling unit's hand. Zim tilted his head curiously and back tracked just to pick up the picture and take a quick glance at it-
Revealing him and Dib.
Dib had an arm wrapped around the obviously unhappy disguised Irken who had been trying to slide away. His hands were pushed up against Dib's side in a futile attempt to escape, but Dib had an arm wrapped around his torso forcing him in closer than he liked- height being at his advantage. He had a huge smile on his face, obviously laughing at his vain struggling, though eventually snapping the picture right as they both looked into the camera.
That smile that refused to come to the invader's face then fell on it now, even though it was a bit bitter-sweet. He only wished that he could have spent more time with Dib then on his plans to actually destroy the inferior annoying human.
A heavy sigh escaped his lips before he shoved the picture in a pocket and once again made his way to the door, disappearing behind the veil of sunlight that engulfed him, door shutting soundly behind him-
He was ready, with renewed energy; he could do this.
It hadn't taken him very long to reach Gaz's and Zim approached the house with hesitant steps. It was hard not to remember what happened previously, the image of Dib somehow being behind the door instead. He had to question whether or not those same exact thoughts would take over and throw him off his game, because he knew if Gaz sensed any moment of weakness, like a predator, she would aim right for his neck.
Zim had to tread lightly around that girl, at least in the sense of not exposing his weakness to her.
And right on cue the dark headed girl slid out of her house and ended up right in front of him, almost bumping directly into him. Nose stuck in her typical videogame. A few agonizing minutes seemed to tick by, and Zim waited for her to realize he was there, impatiently tapping his foot, arms crossed, and just as he was about to open his mouth and say something to let his presence be known she spoke up, not even looking up to acknowledge him.
Finally the moment he had been waiting for;
"Tak did it."
His world suddenly shattered, sky almost immediately darkening from the same threatening storm clouds from the night before as they slowly covered up the once shining sun. Of course he had missed them rolling in being so focused on everything else..
And then she was leaving, back to him, making her way to skool, as if nothing had changed, nothing big had been revealed, no life had been changed, no life had been taken away, nothing, said in a matter-of-fact tone, as if giving a weather forecast to him.
Why didn't she just say that earlier?!
Underneath the contacts, his eyes darkened very dangerously, narrowing in thought. It had been Tak, but why? Hadn't he defeated her or had she returned bitter as hell and ready for vengeance? …. Of course. Dib was the only one protecting Earth! Without him, she could try and defeat Zim, steal his mission, and actually COMPLETE it! Damn, she… was brilliant.
A lot smarter than he honestly gave her credit for.
"Tak, eh?"
The words left his mouth like venom dripping from a snake's fangs, even though Gaz was long gone and his words were lost to the deep roll of thunder that echoed off in the distance. He'd have to find Tak, and end their petty feud once and for all.
Not just for himself anymore, but for Dib.
Short, sweet, but right to the point. Now Zim thinks he knows exactly what happened to Dib, and who exactly to exact his revenge on- but the question is, why, how, and was Tak really apart of this terribly thought out plan?
As promised right on April 1st! I don't have any more dates currently of when I can promise the fourth chapter to be coming out, but I can only hope soon since I can sense the fanfic slowly starting to draw to a close. It definitely won't have to be a year or four, I can promise you that much, haha. Just be patient, patience is a virtue kind readers.
Until then, remember- prank the living crap out of people and have fun! It's a holiday for the real jokers out there, enjoy yourself.
Happy April 1st everyone!