wow! allot of good reviews!! not a single, Die! Die! Die! To answer one question this
will not be a Zim+gaz thing it will not be a zim+did thing "shudders" for one thing i
think that would be very ooc on both accounts, for another read this next chapter and see
for your self what zim thinks of them. BTW G.I.R is not
dead.....yet......Muahahahahaha....sorry again rambling once more OK now read..
So we meet again?!
Dib sighs happily as he reclined in his comfy office chair and puts his feet up on
his large wooden desk " Another successful day as the world's greatest paranormal
investigator!" He yawns. Dib too has changed over the years but in a good way, for he
grew up with the acceptance and acknowledgment he truly deserved, or least he deserved
in his own eyes. For he was the man who had saved earth form the brink of an invasion, so
masterly concealed that only his genius could have possible for seen it. That was what he
was told, and what was fed to the people. Dib now wares large black work boots, and
black genes, his in-between smilely face shirt gone, replaced with a long sleeved black
turtle neck. His large black trench coat hangs on his coat rack in the corner. When he wares
it is a inch off the floor and almost to big for him. His hair still has the rapier look only a
slightly smaller more tamed His face has lost the worried suspicious look and he smiles
happily. He still wares glasses but in a smaller more oval pair that is dark colored.
Dibs office is dim but well let. An office that looks like something straight out of
ace investigator or a old private eye movie. On his door it says Dibs paranormal
investigation agency. On one of his walls there are various pictures of Zim, Zim in a test
tube Zim in a lab cage ect. His awards and degrees to various schools hang slightly lower
than those pictures. He sighs again, this time not so happily. It is more of a bored sigh
and he stands up. He walks slowly over to the wall of photos, and stares at zim. Remembering
how it was back when he and zim were rivals, battling for the earth it self. A not obvious but
dangerous battle. Truth be told he missed the action of locking wits with a real danger not
some fake crop circle or lock ness monster floaty.
Back when he first had captured zim,he would vist the lab ware they kept him.
At first to gloat at the once high and mighty alien who never responded, later to think of
how fun it was capture him. Now he never visited the lab, only once or twice for the equinox,
because he had started to see something in zims large red eyes and it scared him. It scared him
to the core. What he had seen was a look of hatred so powerful and so controlled that if
that look alone could kill him, He would be dead and tortured a thousand times over and he
knew it. No one else would ever see it in zims eyes, to the rest of them he ignored disregard
as if they did not matter as if nothing mattered but one thing . Dib shuddered as he thought
of what that thing could be,but the shrugged it off. he reasoned out loud "stop thinking about it.
I am safe. zims beenlocked away for years right? he shivers and walks back to his desk. He turns
on the little TV on it and flips to the mysterious mysteries reruns.
suddenly his phone rings and he jumps a little shocked. Quickly recovering, he picks up
the phone and stammers "h-hello?" his eyes widen slightly and he frantically says "Slow down gaz,
slow down!..... your car broke down and then?........ No! It cant be........ " his voice
takes on a tone of horror "ZIM?...... You must of been imag..!. No... No I don't think your
crazy!... yes...OK I am coming! "he watches in horror as on the TV a women appears "we interrupt
this program to warn you of a escape, from government lab section AIZ-1. It appears as if some
sort of creature has escaped, something extremely dangerous. The lab gives us no further
information, but says to watch for it, and call 999-AIZ1 if you see anything unusual. "
Dib's jaw drops and his eyes go wider than normally possible. As the TV returns to normal he
slams the phone down on the receiver and grabs his coat. Then he stops and slowly as if
in shock he takes something off a chain around his neck. A key. He walks over to his
desk and unlocks the lowest drawer removing from it a small piece of long antique
machinery. He pauses as if in reverence then pushes the only button on it. A large red
button. He the rushes out the door.
An old friend found
Zim shudders suddenly, as waves of pain rock his entire body. he falls to his knees
gripping his head. He screams and says "must.. get.... out... of open space." He crawls into
the space between two houses, and huddles in pain thinking "why? how ... Dib!The
chip... The same as all those years ago...NO!" He scowls in pain and fury, and as he reaches
around the ally, his twitching hand pauses on a large piece of broken glass. He grabs it
and stabs into the back of his neck. Digging out a large metal chip logged into his mussel.
It hits the ally wall with a splat and zim pants heavily for a moment. Then stands up and
crushes the chip with a swift blow from his booted foot. "Foolish Dib! He thinks that I
would be stupid enough to fall for the same dirty, low, human, trick twice!" He smiles with
grim satisfaction." then he has not changed much at all." he again starts running his
destination minuets away.....
a few minuets later he pauses at the end of a dirty cracked
long unused road. Slowly now with little cause for speed he enters the circle of long
unused abandoned human dwellings. He stands at one lot of blackened scorched earth
between two broken down houses. He steps over the long since deserted police line and stares at the
wreckage of his former base, a memory coming back to him ..."Gir!" A young Zim shouts
at the tiny robot. "What every you do do not go back into the house. The humans are
coming and when they enter my lair they shall find a nasty surprise for them" he smiles
with evil delight as he thinks of his surprise" That way they will gain nothing of Irken
technology. "yes sir!" Gir replies eyes flashing red then returning blue. "Oops!" Gir says
disappointedly "I forgot cupcake!" he runs toward the house, and just as zim turns around
enters. "Noooo!" Zim screams as Gir enters. He trys to run after him, but its too late.
It almost seems as if for a moment time stops. Then there is a flash of bright
searing hot white light.
Zim shakes himself out of his memory and walks with purpose throughout the
wreckage. "Here I put him here." he mumbls and begins to dig...............
hey! like it so far? please review and tell me what ya think. ok so i did not put what zim
thinks of gaz sorry it just did not fit eek sorry 'bout spelling and all that jass, It was like 12:0 midnight i humbly
beg your forgiveness and will try to look it over more care fully.......
will not be a Zim+gaz thing it will not be a zim+did thing "shudders" for one thing i
think that would be very ooc on both accounts, for another read this next chapter and see
for your self what zim thinks of them. BTW G.I.R is not
dead.....yet......Muahahahahaha....sorry again rambling once more OK now read..
So we meet again?!
Dib sighs happily as he reclined in his comfy office chair and puts his feet up on
his large wooden desk " Another successful day as the world's greatest paranormal
investigator!" He yawns. Dib too has changed over the years but in a good way, for he
grew up with the acceptance and acknowledgment he truly deserved, or least he deserved
in his own eyes. For he was the man who had saved earth form the brink of an invasion, so
masterly concealed that only his genius could have possible for seen it. That was what he
was told, and what was fed to the people. Dib now wares large black work boots, and
black genes, his in-between smilely face shirt gone, replaced with a long sleeved black
turtle neck. His large black trench coat hangs on his coat rack in the corner. When he wares
it is a inch off the floor and almost to big for him. His hair still has the rapier look only a
slightly smaller more tamed His face has lost the worried suspicious look and he smiles
happily. He still wares glasses but in a smaller more oval pair that is dark colored.
Dibs office is dim but well let. An office that looks like something straight out of
ace investigator or a old private eye movie. On his door it says Dibs paranormal
investigation agency. On one of his walls there are various pictures of Zim, Zim in a test
tube Zim in a lab cage ect. His awards and degrees to various schools hang slightly lower
than those pictures. He sighs again, this time not so happily. It is more of a bored sigh
and he stands up. He walks slowly over to the wall of photos, and stares at zim. Remembering
how it was back when he and zim were rivals, battling for the earth it self. A not obvious but
dangerous battle. Truth be told he missed the action of locking wits with a real danger not
some fake crop circle or lock ness monster floaty.
Back when he first had captured zim,he would vist the lab ware they kept him.
At first to gloat at the once high and mighty alien who never responded, later to think of
how fun it was capture him. Now he never visited the lab, only once or twice for the equinox,
because he had started to see something in zims large red eyes and it scared him. It scared him
to the core. What he had seen was a look of hatred so powerful and so controlled that if
that look alone could kill him, He would be dead and tortured a thousand times over and he
knew it. No one else would ever see it in zims eyes, to the rest of them he ignored disregard
as if they did not matter as if nothing mattered but one thing . Dib shuddered as he thought
of what that thing could be,but the shrugged it off. he reasoned out loud "stop thinking about it.
I am safe. zims beenlocked away for years right? he shivers and walks back to his desk. He turns
on the little TV on it and flips to the mysterious mysteries reruns.
suddenly his phone rings and he jumps a little shocked. Quickly recovering, he picks up
the phone and stammers "h-hello?" his eyes widen slightly and he frantically says "Slow down gaz,
slow down!..... your car broke down and then?........ No! It cant be........ " his voice
takes on a tone of horror "ZIM?...... You must of been imag..!. No... No I don't think your
crazy!... yes...OK I am coming! "he watches in horror as on the TV a women appears "we interrupt
this program to warn you of a escape, from government lab section AIZ-1. It appears as if some
sort of creature has escaped, something extremely dangerous. The lab gives us no further
information, but says to watch for it, and call 999-AIZ1 if you see anything unusual. "
Dib's jaw drops and his eyes go wider than normally possible. As the TV returns to normal he
slams the phone down on the receiver and grabs his coat. Then he stops and slowly as if
in shock he takes something off a chain around his neck. A key. He walks over to his
desk and unlocks the lowest drawer removing from it a small piece of long antique
machinery. He pauses as if in reverence then pushes the only button on it. A large red
button. He the rushes out the door.
An old friend found
Zim shudders suddenly, as waves of pain rock his entire body. he falls to his knees
gripping his head. He screams and says "must.. get.... out... of open space." He crawls into
the space between two houses, and huddles in pain thinking "why? how ... Dib!The
chip... The same as all those years ago...NO!" He scowls in pain and fury, and as he reaches
around the ally, his twitching hand pauses on a large piece of broken glass. He grabs it
and stabs into the back of his neck. Digging out a large metal chip logged into his mussel.
It hits the ally wall with a splat and zim pants heavily for a moment. Then stands up and
crushes the chip with a swift blow from his booted foot. "Foolish Dib! He thinks that I
would be stupid enough to fall for the same dirty, low, human, trick twice!" He smiles with
grim satisfaction." then he has not changed much at all." he again starts running his
destination minuets away.....
a few minuets later he pauses at the end of a dirty cracked
long unused road. Slowly now with little cause for speed he enters the circle of long
unused abandoned human dwellings. He stands at one lot of blackened scorched earth
between two broken down houses. He steps over the long since deserted police line and stares at the
wreckage of his former base, a memory coming back to him ..."Gir!" A young Zim shouts
at the tiny robot. "What every you do do not go back into the house. The humans are
coming and when they enter my lair they shall find a nasty surprise for them" he smiles
with evil delight as he thinks of his surprise" That way they will gain nothing of Irken
technology. "yes sir!" Gir replies eyes flashing red then returning blue. "Oops!" Gir says
disappointedly "I forgot cupcake!" he runs toward the house, and just as zim turns around
enters. "Noooo!" Zim screams as Gir enters. He trys to run after him, but its too late.
It almost seems as if for a moment time stops. Then there is a flash of bright
searing hot white light.
Zim shakes himself out of his memory and walks with purpose throughout the
wreckage. "Here I put him here." he mumbls and begins to dig...............
hey! like it so far? please review and tell me what ya think. ok so i did not put what zim
thinks of gaz sorry it just did not fit eek sorry 'bout spelling and all that jass, It was like 12:0 midnight i humbly
beg your forgiveness and will try to look it over more care fully.......