The Longest Day
-Dib Girl-
Chapter Five: Whitelight
The wind mixed in with ash, burnt his face as he ran down the block. Zim waited for no train. He just kept running. Running, passing the streets like they meant nothing. All he could see was that it was one step closer towards his home. he winced, ans his face tensed up a bit. He narrowed his eyes into slits, to avoid most of the gray particles from getting into his eyes. He heard people talking, while turning to gaze around at the sight that was just beyond the water. he had to get farther upward. He increased his speed even through his legs ached, his heart pounding in his chest. He exhaled slow breaths as he crossed the pathline in the direction of his street. Just his luck, he was on the other side. "Oh perfect! I should've went around the block!" Cars were covered lightly in the dust, and ash. Giving it the appearance of snow.
..I've been through the desert on a horse with no name,
it felt good to be out of the rain.
In the desert, you can remember your name.
Because their ain't no one to give you no pain.
Head for the whitelight, head for the whitelight.
Upset that he was slowing down after a rough 3 minutes. Which flew like they didn't excist anymore. Passing the dark buildings, and houses he was a good 4 blocks from his house. This didn't stop him though. Zim refused it. He had to be brave, strong. His lips were chapped due to the air. And he couldn't breath. "Stupid...human..gray thingys.." He weezed, as a hand was placed to his chest. His pace turned briskly into a fast fit of walking. Upon less then 5 more minutes, Zim slowed down. His house was in his sight. The gate told it all. The area was being hounded by the fumes in the air. When inhaled casted a sickly feeling through everyone. The smell was intense, as well as the smoke. He was glad to get home. Running the last few yard, he burst through the front door, to find Zak sitting on the floor, with GIR sitting in his lap wrapped up in a blanket. The TV news blared. "YES THE TWO TOWERS HAVE COLLAPSED..MANY FALL TO THEIR DEATHS.." Zim slammed the door shut, weezing as he stumbled over and collapsed on the couch. GIR bounced out of Zak's lap to glance up at his master.
"Master, the buildings go boom!"
"I know, that GIR." The exhausted Irken replied. Zak looked up.
"Zim..what about my sister? And Dib, and Gaz?" Brown eyes sparkled, curiously.
"No word from them yet." He eagerly pulled at his glove, as Zak got up.
"I want them to come home." The purple-haired boy climbed up on the couch, beside Zim. His cheeks were a pale color, light red also. Small hands grabbing at his blanket as GIR hopped back up inbetween the duo. "Me too. How you feeling?" He asked the younger boy, hoping to enlighten the mood. "I feel much better." Zim nodded just as the phone rang. The boy jumped, and bolted to it...when he picked it up he could hear many people in the backround, yelling. "Hello?! Dib?! Anybody?? Huh?" He exhaled another breath. "Zim! It's me!" Dib's voice echoed. He sounded shocked, broken..stunned even. "We're in the lower part of Brooklyn.. just came from Station Island. After the train got delayed and froze." Zim cracked a small smile. "You're all alright? Coming home soon?" Dib replied. "Yes, we'll be home in an hour or so." He hung up. And began to hop around clapping his hands together. Zak looked up, and so did GIR.
"They're alright! They're coming home!"
-Dib Girl-
Chapter Five: Whitelight
The wind mixed in with ash, burnt his face as he ran down the block. Zim waited for no train. He just kept running. Running, passing the streets like they meant nothing. All he could see was that it was one step closer towards his home. he winced, ans his face tensed up a bit. He narrowed his eyes into slits, to avoid most of the gray particles from getting into his eyes. He heard people talking, while turning to gaze around at the sight that was just beyond the water. he had to get farther upward. He increased his speed even through his legs ached, his heart pounding in his chest. He exhaled slow breaths as he crossed the pathline in the direction of his street. Just his luck, he was on the other side. "Oh perfect! I should've went around the block!" Cars were covered lightly in the dust, and ash. Giving it the appearance of snow.
..I've been through the desert on a horse with no name,
it felt good to be out of the rain.
In the desert, you can remember your name.
Because their ain't no one to give you no pain.
Head for the whitelight, head for the whitelight.
Upset that he was slowing down after a rough 3 minutes. Which flew like they didn't excist anymore. Passing the dark buildings, and houses he was a good 4 blocks from his house. This didn't stop him though. Zim refused it. He had to be brave, strong. His lips were chapped due to the air. And he couldn't breath. "Stupid...human..gray thingys.." He weezed, as a hand was placed to his chest. His pace turned briskly into a fast fit of walking. Upon less then 5 more minutes, Zim slowed down. His house was in his sight. The gate told it all. The area was being hounded by the fumes in the air. When inhaled casted a sickly feeling through everyone. The smell was intense, as well as the smoke. He was glad to get home. Running the last few yard, he burst through the front door, to find Zak sitting on the floor, with GIR sitting in his lap wrapped up in a blanket. The TV news blared. "YES THE TWO TOWERS HAVE COLLAPSED..MANY FALL TO THEIR DEATHS.." Zim slammed the door shut, weezing as he stumbled over and collapsed on the couch. GIR bounced out of Zak's lap to glance up at his master.
"Master, the buildings go boom!"
"I know, that GIR." The exhausted Irken replied. Zak looked up.
"Zim..what about my sister? And Dib, and Gaz?" Brown eyes sparkled, curiously.
"No word from them yet." He eagerly pulled at his glove, as Zak got up.
"I want them to come home." The purple-haired boy climbed up on the couch, beside Zim. His cheeks were a pale color, light red also. Small hands grabbing at his blanket as GIR hopped back up inbetween the duo. "Me too. How you feeling?" He asked the younger boy, hoping to enlighten the mood. "I feel much better." Zim nodded just as the phone rang. The boy jumped, and bolted to it...when he picked it up he could hear many people in the backround, yelling. "Hello?! Dib?! Anybody?? Huh?" He exhaled another breath. "Zim! It's me!" Dib's voice echoed. He sounded shocked, broken..stunned even. "We're in the lower part of Brooklyn.. just came from Station Island. After the train got delayed and froze." Zim cracked a small smile. "You're all alright? Coming home soon?" Dib replied. "Yes, we'll be home in an hour or so." He hung up. And began to hop around clapping his hands together. Zak looked up, and so did GIR.
"They're alright! They're coming home!"