It's a bit short but hey, it's 1:54 in the morning. I'm aloud to write short.
Chaotica~
Lost
Dib sat alone in a mostly empty room. There was only a cold metal table and a couple of equally cold metal chairs. One of which he sat in now.
The shock of seeing his sister had numbed him. He started to remember things. How that before the war she had been silent, angry, on the defense and offence all the time. Then during the war she had actually smiled. Turned out that all those war games had come in handy.
She had smiled. Laughed. Actually been his sister.
Then he had lost her to this place. To Zim.
He would rather of had her die.
On the other side of the door Gaz waited for her master Zim to give her instructions. She was his after all.
"You know what to do?" He asked looking up at her.
She nodded.
Zim started to walk away. "Come to my quarters when you're done here Gaz. And remember." He turned back and gave her a menacing look. "Break him."
"Yes sir." She waited till he had rounded a corner to go in. She found her brother waiting for her. He had changed a lot.
The last time she had seen him he'd had that cocky look in his eyes. That look that had told her just how eager he was to win. Now he had a desperate look there. One that showed how eager he was to die trying.
"What do you have to say for yourself?" She asked.
He looked up at her slowly. "About what?"
"About what you did."
He blinked. "I didn't do anything. Zim came here and."
"Not about that!" She shrieked.
He stopped and stared at her. "It was an accident."
"An accident." She repeated. "That's one hell of an accident Dib."
"I'm sorry."
"You left me behind!"
"No!" He closed his eyes. "No I didn't Gaz!"
"Yes you did!" She hit the table with a gloved fist. "Look at me!"
He didn't.
"Look at me damn you!"
His eyes opened slowly.
"You left me there. You set that bomb and took off. I went after you and tried to keep up. 'Every man for himself'. Isn't that how it was then? Hmmm? Come on dear brother! Talk to your sister!" Gazs' voice dripped with contempt.
"No! Never leave a man behind! Never! I'm sorry Gaz! I went back for you! I did!"
"No, you came back to set more bombs, to raid more supply trucks. You never cared a lick for me." She narrowed her eyes at him. "You never cared about anything but this war."
"That's not true!" He stood up suddenly knocking over his chair. "You're my sister! I cried for you!" His voice cracked. "I cried for everyone."
She stood up straight and shook her head. "Cried for me? Is that all? I was in a prison camp for six months before Zim located me! Six months!" She glared at him angrily. "And you 'cried for me'? You make me sick!"
"Gaz!"
"Don't you 'Gaz' me!" She started to pace along he side of the table. "You remember that breeding program."
Dib grit his teeth. "No..."
"You remember how it actually worked?" She asked, her voice got angrier.
He started to cover his ears and shook his head. "No, no, no, no."
"That's right. That's what I was in that camp for! Breeding stock."
He made a small anguished sound.
"Come on Dib. Isn't it so nice? You left me for dead and I wound up being mother to a half-breed! Wound up being owned by the one and only Zim! And you cried for me! My god!" She looked up at the ceiling in a sarcastic flourish. "I feel so much better now!"
"No!" He clung to the table for support. "You should have died instead of that."
She leaned on the table not stopping till her face was inches from his. "You left me behind, left me to this hell, and for that I will 'never' forgive you."
That's when he felt the last shred of anything that actually was 'Dib' snap in half. He slowly sank to the floor staring off into space.
No forgiveness. The one thing he had hoped for in those two horribly long years.
"I hope you're happy." She turned and left the room slamming the door behind her.
He stared at the door for a long time, as if he was waiting for her to come back.
"I think I'll sleep now." He mumbled before slumped over on the floor.
Chaotica~
Lost
Dib sat alone in a mostly empty room. There was only a cold metal table and a couple of equally cold metal chairs. One of which he sat in now.
The shock of seeing his sister had numbed him. He started to remember things. How that before the war she had been silent, angry, on the defense and offence all the time. Then during the war she had actually smiled. Turned out that all those war games had come in handy.
She had smiled. Laughed. Actually been his sister.
Then he had lost her to this place. To Zim.
He would rather of had her die.
On the other side of the door Gaz waited for her master Zim to give her instructions. She was his after all.
"You know what to do?" He asked looking up at her.
She nodded.
Zim started to walk away. "Come to my quarters when you're done here Gaz. And remember." He turned back and gave her a menacing look. "Break him."
"Yes sir." She waited till he had rounded a corner to go in. She found her brother waiting for her. He had changed a lot.
The last time she had seen him he'd had that cocky look in his eyes. That look that had told her just how eager he was to win. Now he had a desperate look there. One that showed how eager he was to die trying.
"What do you have to say for yourself?" She asked.
He looked up at her slowly. "About what?"
"About what you did."
He blinked. "I didn't do anything. Zim came here and."
"Not about that!" She shrieked.
He stopped and stared at her. "It was an accident."
"An accident." She repeated. "That's one hell of an accident Dib."
"I'm sorry."
"You left me behind!"
"No!" He closed his eyes. "No I didn't Gaz!"
"Yes you did!" She hit the table with a gloved fist. "Look at me!"
He didn't.
"Look at me damn you!"
His eyes opened slowly.
"You left me there. You set that bomb and took off. I went after you and tried to keep up. 'Every man for himself'. Isn't that how it was then? Hmmm? Come on dear brother! Talk to your sister!" Gazs' voice dripped with contempt.
"No! Never leave a man behind! Never! I'm sorry Gaz! I went back for you! I did!"
"No, you came back to set more bombs, to raid more supply trucks. You never cared a lick for me." She narrowed her eyes at him. "You never cared about anything but this war."
"That's not true!" He stood up suddenly knocking over his chair. "You're my sister! I cried for you!" His voice cracked. "I cried for everyone."
She stood up straight and shook her head. "Cried for me? Is that all? I was in a prison camp for six months before Zim located me! Six months!" She glared at him angrily. "And you 'cried for me'? You make me sick!"
"Gaz!"
"Don't you 'Gaz' me!" She started to pace along he side of the table. "You remember that breeding program."
Dib grit his teeth. "No..."
"You remember how it actually worked?" She asked, her voice got angrier.
He started to cover his ears and shook his head. "No, no, no, no."
"That's right. That's what I was in that camp for! Breeding stock."
He made a small anguished sound.
"Come on Dib. Isn't it so nice? You left me for dead and I wound up being mother to a half-breed! Wound up being owned by the one and only Zim! And you cried for me! My god!" She looked up at the ceiling in a sarcastic flourish. "I feel so much better now!"
"No!" He clung to the table for support. "You should have died instead of that."
She leaned on the table not stopping till her face was inches from his. "You left me behind, left me to this hell, and for that I will 'never' forgive you."
That's when he felt the last shred of anything that actually was 'Dib' snap in half. He slowly sank to the floor staring off into space.
No forgiveness. The one thing he had hoped for in those two horribly long years.
"I hope you're happy." She turned and left the room slamming the door behind her.
He stared at the door for a long time, as if he was waiting for her to come back.
"I think I'll sleep now." He mumbled before slumped over on the floor.