**GAZ'S POV**
I layed Bre on the couch in Zim's home. Rider slowly following. Zim was still unconscious. When Bre was no longer in my grasp I reached out for Zim putting his other arm around my shoulder. Rider nodded. "You got everything from here?" He asked. I nodded. "Yeah, you've seen enough for one day." I added. He looked sadly at Bre. Her blood loss made her pass out. He looked worried. And eventually walked slyly out of the home.
I walked with Zim over to the recliner in the corner of the living room. I sat him down. "Hey, you got any medical stuff?" I asked the computer remembering the time Zim talked to it when I came to babysit. "Yeah." it replied sending me a purple and red medical box handed by the house's robotic arms. I accepted the box and opened it recognizing the stuff.
I moved to Bre with gauze that had Irken writing on the box. I sat her up lifting her shirt high enough to cover her chest. I than had a good view of her wound. It was almost healed, but it was still bone shaking. Her abdomen was marked down the middle with a slit. A faded Maroon liquid slyly dried and smeared around and across the cut. I could make out how painful it must have been. But I knew if she wasn't Irken, she would've been dead the moment that blade was shoved into her.
I slyly wrapped the gauze around her. Her green skin a sly light green than usual. The rain dampened her uniform and wig, Zim's uniform and hair was protected by the hoodie Rider put on him. I looked to Zim's motionless body never pausing my wrapping. He looked like he was sleeping. Could Irkens (I think that's what they're called) sleep? I shook my head at the thought. I looked back at Bre. Her chest was covered with the wrap like it was a tube top recycled from the gauze. Knowing that the gauze wrapped her chest and wound I removed her gloves and her shirt. I threw them on the ground. I stared at her wig.
I slyly made my hands move to her fake blond hair. I gripped it and than it was pulled slowly from her head. Her antennae where different from Zim's. They reminded me of Tak's. The squarish swirls in Tak's though were what separated it, for Bre's were more triangular. I picked up the medical box and the bloody, dirty clothes and moved to Zim. I checked him for wounds. I noticed the scrape on his cheek. It was deep, not as deep as Bre's stab wound, but still too deep for an everyday cut. I searched the box for a big bandage that would cover the 4 inch long cut. I followed the line from the tip of his wig's side burns to the crease of his lip.
I eventually found the bandage putting it on Zim's face after applying what looked like Irken neosporin (A/N: Is that how it's spelled?). I pressed gently on the bandage making sure it was sturdy. I jumped when Zim turned his head slyly. My eyes were enlarged hoping he wouldn't wake up. Showing the odds in my favor- he remained in his deep sleep. I sighed in relief. I felt the warmth of his skin compress through the bandage and into my palm.
My cheeks warmed up a bit but I turned my head slightly another direction trying to catch eye of something else. I stood up and looked down the hall seeing the rooms. A bathroom, and two rooms. One room had Zim's signature smiley face, and the other one had a nicely drawn picture of Gir and Zim. I knew this had to be Bre's room. I walked back in the living room lifting Bre into a bridal carry bringing her to the room owned by her.
When I opened the door that was already cracked with my foot I was revealed to the mind blowing atmosphere. The room looked like it was space, stars flooding the ceiling and walls with planets and galaxies peppered in some places. I assumed there was a hologram machine implanted somewhere due to the realism of the imagery, the room looked almost like an observatory. I spotted the queen sized bed that had sapphire covers, deep blue sheets and pillows.
I layed her on her bed removing her boots. When they were off of her small, green, two toed feet, I slid the covers from under her person and pulled them up to her shoulders. She softened her pained expression nuzzling into the warmth of her bed. I smirked and patted her hip out of comfort. "Get well soon. Kay?" I softly demanded smirking.
**ZIM'S POV**
I slowly opened my eyes seeing the fuzzy surrounding of my home, and when my vision came to grasp with reality- I jumped. The pounding ache in my head pausing my shocked movement and my hand rose to my ache. I felt a soft cotton like fabric rub against my wrist. I felt around my cheek feeling the bandage. I searched the room from my place on the recliner looking for Bre, but instead spotted a purple haired girl sleeping soundly on the couch. "Gaz?" I asked slyly standing. Her eyes drifted open. She noticed me and sat up fast and rushed to my side.
"Zim, you should go to your room and lay down. I got Bre taken care of." I scoffed smirking, "Zim needs no rest." I looked over her shoulder. "Where is Bre?" I asked resuming eye contact. She motioned her head in the direction of hallway. She led me to her room as if I didn't know where it was. She opened the door showing me the small Irken girl wrapped in her blankets. Bre's eyes started to lift lightly. Gaz noticed this and she walked to her bedside.
Bre looked at her hazily. Her sapphire eyes half lit. She watched Gaz from under her Lashes. I smirked. I walked in the room. Gaz stared at me. "You okay?" She asked. "Yeah, that Rider human helped me, didn't he?" I asked. I slowly removed the wig and contacts now that he was gone. She nodded looking back to Bre who gave in to sleep. "He found me when I was on my walk. He was freaking out about how Bre ran into a fight because you were getting hurt." I gulped.
She risked her life to save me? I looked at Bre. Her bed covers covered her up to her shoulder. The haunting image of her fighting with that maniac. The ear shattering scream. "I'm sorry." I quietly muttered. Gaz put her hand to my shoulder. I didn't want a shoulder grip, I needed something to hold to. I clung to her. I clung to her like If I didn't than all I knew and loved would fall apart... although it seemed like that was what was happening.
"Gaz..." I stammered. I eased on my grip. She made eye contact to me. "Why did you help me?" I asked. She stared at me slyly parting her lips letting a quiet gasp slip. She turned her face away with the red blossoming in her peach cheeks. "We have a deal, remember?" she spat trying to hoax me with toughness. I rolled my eyes. "I didn't ask you to help me and my sister." I added.
She snapped her head to me. "Be glad that Rider kid found me in time." she spat poking me rather harshly with her pointer finger emphasizing her words with every poke.
Our arguing was interrupted by the sound of a groan. We both turned our heads to Bre. She was sitting up. It was than I saw the wrap covering her chest and abdomen. My eyes gouged and my mouth parted while fear lined under my eyes. Gaz gawked at me. "Zim?" She questioned. I could see the maroon slyly through the wrap. She was hurt. "Bre..." I stuttered while making my way to her bedside. Her head drifted to see mine.
She smirked. "You're okay..." She moaned. I wanted to hug her but she looked like she ached everywhere. "What happened?" I asked. She huffed. "All I remember was seeing you across the street fighting that guy, than everything went black, and when my vision came too... I was being held under that guys grip with a weapon shoved into my chest." She said removing her contacts and setting them on the nightstand next to her. A growl erupted in my throat. "He stabbed you?!" I snapped. She glared.
"I'm fine." "That gauze says different." "Than it lies." "NO! You lie! YOU LIE!" "LOVE OF GOD ZIM SHUT UP!" She snapped back at me. Gaz rolled her eyes. Bre flickered her eyes to her. I turned my head and posture a bit to face Gaz too. "Gaz... where's Dib?" That question rang in my head. But it looked like that question stabbed Gaz in the heart. The aching look that was painted on her face stunned me.
She turned her head away from us. "I don't care anymore." She spat darkly. Bre's eyes widened. "why?" "He set up the bounty hunter." She growled in regret. "What." I spat. Gaz crossed her arms uncomfortably. "I hate him..." She spat. I thought she was just venting, when I smelt it. Water and salt. She was crying. Her bangs casted over her eyes hiding her tears and she turned to leave when a voice stopped her. "You are staying here with us than." Both Gaz and I turned our gazes to Bre. She looked determined and in control.
"It's obvious that the only way for you to forgive Dib is by waiting it out over time. And that won't happen living in the same home as him. So it's decided. You are staying here." Gaz smirked wiping her eye with the back of her hand. "It's not possible. There isn't a room and I'm not one to sleep on a couch." She mentioned. Bre shrugged. "Than we'll set up another bed in here. Zim can do that... he can do anything..." She said sliding the last word out knowing that I wouldn't approve and hopped that this compliment would convince me.
Sadly... it did. I waved my hand flattered. "Well, I guess it's possible. I'll send Gir over to get some belongings of yours." I added. Gaz rose a brow. "Nah, It's too much trouble. Besides what would I tell Dib?" "That will be left to me." Bre noted. "And actually Zim, she's a lady. I'm sure there is some stuff she doesn't want Gir snooping through, I'll get her stuff." I shrugged. "That'll take a while though, you aren't leaving this room until you're better." "What if I gotta pee?" She asked. "That is different." I added a little embarrassed.
"Showers? My paste showers are necessary if I don't wanna smell like a vort ship three days after an attack." I groaned. "FINE! Personal needs are the only exception. She smirked at her victory. "So I guess that leaves me to get your belongings." I said. "I'm coming." Gaz added. "You want to avoid him though, correct?" "I'll call home. If he is there than i'll wait till tonight." I shrugged at the wise idea. "very well..." Gaz reached for her phone dialing numbers and raising the device to her ear.
After about 5 minutes she hung up and placed the phone into her pocket. "Home's empty. Let's go green boy." Gaz motioned. I nodded and looked at the ceiling. "Computer, keep a full observation on her." I demanded. I groaned out and I nodded. Gir ran in the room screaming with waffles in hands. I moaned. "Gir, be careful..." "IMMA PLAY WAFFLE BALL!" He screamed smacking himself with the waffles. I slyly grabbed Gaz's hand and we made our way out of the Base.
**DIB'S POV**
Johnny was glaring at me. The black eye he added to my face and the cuts also given pulsed with pain. I breathed heavily. "I'll let you suffer. Next time you wanna mess with me. Know this: That boy I murdered... was watching his itty bitty child sister at the moment. From the looks of it, you have a sister too. I could tell because the resemblance between you and that purple haired girl who put me out with a bat was great. That boy will be you." He spat throwing a final blow to my jaw with blood shooting out of my mouth with the motion.
He dropped the grip on my collar and walked away leaving me in the dark woods. How we ended up out there, I'll never know. Did I really hate Zim enough to find another person to get involved? Why didn't I think it through carefully? I mean, he was a known homicidal maniac... and I thought that he would be different for me? God I'm stupid. That final sentence rang in my head.
'That boy will be you.'
He was tortured in front of his little sister? That girl must be traumatized. He knew about me and Gaz... Gaz... GAZ! I shot up searching for the sister. "GAZ!" I shouted. I knew that Johnny wasn't done, he was going to kill me slowly, from the inside out, by murdering Gaz. He truly did live up to his name- Homicidal Maniac.
**Zim's Pov*
We stood at the door to the big home. Gaz's umbrella shielding us. She undid the lock and opened the door for us. We entered the home and she made her way up the stairs. "Hello?" She called inspecting the home for vacancy. After the minutes of silence it was noted that we were alone. I waited on the couch resting my head on the pillow. I examined the ceiling.
It was than I decided to recap my life: I was working on a plan to blow up the Dib's brain, when an earthquake hit. But it was no earthquake, it was a ship landing in my roof. I saw the culprit who revealed to be a little Irken girl. She persuaded me, and right when that foot took the first step inside the home- I have felt sadness, regret, joy, happiness, love, hate, anger, everything. All because of a little Irken girl. Maybe it was what the humans call, 'destiny' that we met.
This little girl changed my life Drastically, but I didn't mind. I smirked.
My thoughts came to a halt when the sound of glass shattering echoed in the home. I jumped up and dashed up the stairs. When I reached the next floor in seconds, I dove to the door that I hoped the sound came from. Luckily I was right, but unfortunately the situation was more horrid than I hoped.
I stood staring at the Nny who's arm was wrapped around her waist and his blade at her throat. Shockingly, Gaz's face remained peaceful. The broken window behind them explained the sound and the cuts on him. He snarled at me. I slyly moved into a battle position. He slyly with one movement rose the blade higher to her throat threatening a strike. I dove at him he almost moved his arm to slit her throat, when a bullet shot through the window and into his shoulder making him drop.
Unfortunately I continued to fall and tackled Gaz to the ground. Nny gripped his bleeding shoulder and hissed. "THIS ISN'T OVER!" He ran off. I slowly helped Gaz to her feet and peeked out the window spotting Dib in the front lawn holding onto a gun.
He spotted me and I moved Gaz out of sight before he could see her too. Dib glared and ran for the front door. Where did Nny go? I don't know, but all I did was grab the bag that I assumed was her packed suitcase, held Gaz and my Pak legs emerged from the Pak and spider like crawled us out of the home and to mine incognito.
Gaz never said a the way home. I left it be and focused back on being camouflaged. When we reached the base, Bre was looking out the window waiting for me. I glared. She disobeyed my orders! When we were on the door step I retreated my robotic legs and put Gaz to her feet. She dusted off her skirt and reached for the door nob. I could sense the aura reeking from her: Loneliness. I gave her a heart felt gaze to her hair (Which was all I could see) And reached for her unoccupied hand.
She turned to me and rose an eye brow. "What are you doing?" "You look depressed." "I'm not." "Than why try and make it seem you are?" She turned her face away. "I don't mean to." "Because you don't want me to see it?" She looked back at me. I never got a good look at her eyes before she threw her embrace on me, but I could see a flash of crystal like liquids fling from the corners of her awing eyes.
Her arms wrapped around my back and her face pressed in my chest. Why was she so sad? Nny just decided that he would target her? Is it because She had to leave Dib?
Bre soon opened the door walking in on our moment. A dark green covered my face as heat quickly shot through my cheeks. She smirked leaning against the door frame crossing her arms and leg over the other. Gaz soon released me and wiped her eye with her wrist. "I'm fine." she huffed. Bre softly shut her eyes doing a soft chuckle from closed lips.
She turned in the house Gaz following. I just stood watching. I smiled at them. I was ready to take my first step in, when I felt something stab into my chest and piercing my Spooch. It pounded harder and was at bursting rate. My breathing struck hard and turned to lumps of solid air clogging my airways. I gripped my chest and throat trying to squeeze out the unbearable pain.
I let out a painful groan and coughed violently. Maroon blood splattering hard onto the cement and I fell to my knees. Coughing and hacking maroon goo and tears growing in the corner of my eyes. My vision went blurry and I vaguely saw two of everything, including a Bre and her look alike as did Gaz running out to me. I huffed again and tightened my muscles praying that would squeeze the pain.
Soon Bre was gently placing a hand on my back. Every move Gaz made, made the pain increase. She was the culprit. But if so, than why did every time the pain shot me make her scared? What was wrong with me? What is triggering this pain I'm not used to? My vision finally went black as feeling left my body slowly leading me to death.
*Yuuuuup. The saga continues. Nny won't be mentioned much but he is now an equal threat. Here is a paragraph from next chapter-
~I kicked the poop can and punched the air in rage. Why was this feeling consuming me?! WHY AM I SO UNUSED TO IT?! I clutched my head that was raging with questions. I heard a ring come from the elevator and out stepped Bre holding a clipboard. She still was covered by a gauze tube top. "What's In your hands?" I asked moaning. She looked up at me and hid the object behind her back putting on an unreadable face. "Nothing, just Skool work." I shrugged off the obvious lie and drown the curiosity. Though I could feel it tempting to creep up again. What was so secretive about that? She read the board thinking I wasn't watching and peeked at me from her lashes. Her Irken eyes staring me down. I gulped and tried to make it look like I wasn't staring. She sighed and walked to me. "What is it Zim?" She was in front of me. I gently put my hand on the clipboard and slyly leveled it down so I could see it. There was a paper with a chart and my DNA scan was attached by a paper clip along with a few sticky notes piled on the sides. "This is?" "Your results. Zim, I've never really seen this on an Irken before. These kind of levels." "What are they?" "You'll snap." "Zim never snaps!" I snapped. She scoffed rolling her eyes. "Brat." She spat too. "Well, Zim..." She stammered. My eyes widened with eagerness. "It seems... you're perfectly healthy... but your emotions... feelings... AGH SCREW IT!" She shouted throwing the clipboard and gripping the higher part of my arms glaring into my face only centimeters away. "ZIM! YOU'RE IN LOVE! YOU'RE BODY ISN'T USED TO THIS EMOTION BECAUSE OF YOUR DEFECTIVE PAK!" I turned to stone and every moving thing inside my body stopped moving. "wh...what? WITH WHOM!?" I shouted. "Well, it seems... like... it's... well... Gaz."
*Well... yup! Anywho... I have a DA account! YAAAYYY! Here is a link to a pic: ENJOY!
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