Okay, I have one thing to say...
I AM SO FREAKING SORRY!
You guys must hate me now for not updating in almost three months. It's no wonder I'm not getting as many reviews as I did before...
As a make-up for being so idiotically lazy, I will do whatever it takes to finish the story by this time next week. If I don't, go ahead and spam my inbox with death threats.
As a Christmas present, I am thinking of doing pictures of Dib, Gaz, and Zim as of Part 2. When I finish them, I will give you the link.
And finally, time for reviews!
Haku1013: Thanks!
Invader Cakez: As I said to Haku 1013, thanks!
Shadowdib: Exactly. It's basically my explanation of how Red and Purple ended up Tallest together. But it's not going to happen in this case. Neither want to share their power.
And now, after waiting for almost THREE MONTHS, here's chapter 14. Hope it was worth the wait.
Ch 14 Home
Whatever the Irken Control Brains did to the Resisty's computer, they definitely screwed it up majorly. Even after three months, it still had trouble starting up, and it lagged horribly.
One day, when Dib was working on fixing it, the computer alerted them that there was a planet ahead (thankfully that was still working). Dib looked up- and almost cried.
The little blue and green planet, which was growing bigger by the second, rotated slowly, as if nothing ever happened to it.
"Interesting," commented Lard Nar.
"That's my home planet," Dib said softly.
"Really?" the Vortian asked, and Dib nodded slowly. "Pity," he sighed in response. "It's Irken territory now."
Dib clenched his fists as the anger started bubbling up inside him. He didn't need to be reminded of that.
"I gotta go down there," he growled. "Do something…"
"You want to get caught?"
"It doesn't matter," Dib replied, determined. "It shouldn't matter. In fact, we should be doing something helpful, not running away and hiding like cowards. After all, our purpose is to bring down the Irken Empire, unless I am very much mistaken."
"How are we going to do that?" someone called out.
"I'm not sure," Dib admitted. But we gotta do something. We can't just sit there and let the Irkens win."
In the end, Dib managed to convince everyone else to go down to Earth. They managed to get past the security easily, much to everyone's surprise. Soon enough, they landed on the surface.
Dib looked around. It was currently nighttime. The buildings he saw looked almost exactly like Zim's base had, only stranger. They came in greens, pinks, and even oranges. Many had Irken writing inscribed on them, and just about all of them were adorned with the Irken symbol. Just seeing it all made Dib enraged.
The only being in sight (besides the Resisty members) was a woman carrying a baby, hurrying through the dark. She stopped suddenly, looking at them. Then she asked, "What are you guys doing here?
The others looked panicked, but Dib stepped forward and said, "I suggested we come here." He didn't know why he said that. The woman looked familiar, somehow. Yet he couldn't figure out where she remembered her from. She didn't give her much time to speculate, though, because right then she asked him, "Can I talk to you for a moment?"
Dib thought for a moment, and then nodded. Then he turned to the others and said, "You guys go. Take the ship too, in case you need to escape. Go….destroy some… stuff."
Everyone else nodded and headed for the ship. After they did, Dib turned to the woman.
She wasn't exactly the most attractive person, but she was pretty enough that his hormones started acting up. Concentrate, he told himself. Then he asked, "Do I know you?"
"Yeah, but you probably don't remember," she admitted.
"Yet you remember me."
"Of course I do. You're Dib- the paranormal guy, the outcast, and the only one who knew the truth about Zim."
"Being right isn't always a good thing," Dib told her. Then something clicked in his head. "Wait- you were in my class?"
The woman nodded, and Dib finally realized who she was.
"Zita?" he asked.
"You remembered," she said.
"Why do you want to talk to me? If you really think I'm crazy, then…." Dib trailed off into silence.
"That was before all your claims came out, slapped us in the face, and screamed reality," Zita replied. "Besides, that's exactly what I wanted to talk about. I'm sorry- no, scratch that, we're sorry. We're all sorry for putting you through hell and calling you crazy even though you were telling the truth. We should have believed you. In fact, now that I think about it, there was actually a part of me that somewhat believed you. But the reason I didn't say anything was because I was too busy convincing myself that the others were right. The idea scared me so much that I preferred to think that it wasn't real. But I shouldn't have done that. I mean, maybe if someone had believed you, then..." She took a deep breath before continuing, "Maybe this would have never happened."
Dib was silent for a while. Finally, he said, "Well, thanks… I guess. But as I said, being right isn't always a good thing."
"And neither is associating with rebels," said a scary female voice.
Dib turned around. There stood several Riken soldiers, armed with laser guns. Among them was another woman, not very far into adulthood, and just about as tall and thin as he was.
But that wasn't what scared him.
It was all too familiar: the dark purple hair, the way she dressed, and the seemingly permanent squint she wore, to the point where you couldn't see her eyes. Now that he thought of it, she looked like a nineteen-year-old….
"Gaz?"