Yep I think I'm gonna make this a sad fic... Don't know yet. But it may lead down a
Romeo and Juliet path... woo.. oh I know I have not posted for a week but I needed a
break and my friend is spell checking all my old stuff.. heh heh.. I'm gonna post more on
my doom fic but it may take a bit. I have a few people to write in with no info...
Dib smiled as he walked into Zim's house with ease. What greets him is not the living
room from the days of the nightmare begins, and plague of babies. The Room had a plain
wooden floor, a solid white ceiling, and soft light creamy painted walls. To the right next
to the door to the kitchen, a stair way with white rail and wooden stairs led to a real
second floor. The TV looked like a normal Sony TV, and the couch was a normal blue
couch. A picture of flowers on a white background replaced the monkey.
A few years back Zim had gotten his hands on a home and garden magazine. Dib
Shuddered at that memory. He walked carefully between the sensor spots scattered across
the seemingly harmless floor. When Zim was not home the floor would fall away to a
very large, very deep cage. Dib knew. He had been in it more then once. Finally he made
it to the kitchen. A door led to the backyard, and the I eat food poster was gone. There
was a table, wood cabinets full of cheery dishes, and other utensils. The floor was blue
tiled, and the stove, microwave, and dishwasher were all in ordinary arraignments. The
toilet was obviously gone. A counter top with a bowl of fruit, and the microwave gracing
it was where they should be. Still dodging hot spots, Dib pulled an apple, and touched the
counter in the right place. Then he made his way to the stove opened it counted to twelve
closed it and stepped to the center of the floor. He touched all the tiles around him in a
certain order, and they lit up. Then he descended in the elevator to Zim's lab
.
Zim entered his house and knew instantly Dib had already been there. He could almost
feel his presence in the very air. Growling Zim stepped into the house. The computer
instantly recognized him and disarmed the traps. He did not pause to wonder why it never
recognized Dib. He Marched towards the lab entrance. He completed the sequence and
followed Dib down into his lab.
future
Mike struggled against the ropes that tied him to the bare steel chair. The room he was in
was a pitch black. The only light came from the single light bulb above him, and he could
not see beyond the circle of brightness. He winced even as he tried to move. His back and
stomach were sore, with the affect of many tazerings, and he could almost feel the
electricity that had raced through his system. He spat the coppery blood from his cut lip
on to the floor. A determined look on his face, growled at the sound of his prison door
opining. A scientist stepped into the circle. He was just far enough that Mike could not
kick him with his free legs. sneering.
Mike hated scientists. The were always so cold and distant. They acted as if they knew
every thing, and were better then every one. If Mike had a father, he knew he would not
be like them.
"Son we are sorry that you had to be treated this way, but it was necessary. "The scientist
said in his condescending voice. "I'm sure you understand."
Mike let his head fall forward.
"I'm not your son. Yea I understand. I understand you wanted to hurt my friend, but she
was too fast, and you had to hurt me instead."
"Now its not like that at all boy. If you just tell us where you little friend is we will help
her" the scientist said. Mike mumbled something incomprehensible. The scientist moved
a foot closer. "what was that?" Mike mumbled in a softer voice. The scientist moved even
closer. Mike lashed out with a swift kick. The scientist fell like a sack of potatoes and
rolled on the floor in pain. "I said she is my sister and you are an idiot if you think I'm
stupid enough to tell you squat." He spat more blood on the moaning man. The guards
were already rushing in and they shocked him again and again until he was unconscious.
When he awoke He could smell his own burnt hair and flesh. Not to mention his vision
was blurred. When he could finally get his eyes to work he could tell they had moved
him.
He was in a room with four walls, and it was well enough lit that he could see
through the window he was sat in front of. Now they had tied both his arms and his legs.
In the room the glass separated him from was a man. He was huddled in a corner rocking
back and forth. His vision still not perfect Mike could only see that the man had black
hair, and was dressed in ragged clothing similar to his own. His vision suddenly cleared,
and Mike got a better look. The man's hair was spiky, and one rapier like spike hung in
his face. Every once and a while the man frantically brushed it back, revealing oval
glasses, and a face that had not been shaved for days. Mike suddenly felt Deja Vu .
The man muttered incomprehensible sentences. Mike caught "moo moo I cast a voodoo
curse on you"and "aliens they are here, you got to believe me. He was obviously stark
raving mad. He wondered what the man had to do with him and Mia.
"ah your awake Mike." He scowled at the voice coming from a hidden speaker. You are
most likely wondering what this man you are watching has do with you. Or more
specifically what relation."
"no" Mike felt a fear growing at the back of his head. a numb disbelief as the voice
continued.
"Well, Mike, meet your father Dib. Driven insane by the very force that created your
'Friend' Mia." Mike felt rage and disbelief growing in his stomach.
"They were lying they had to be this couldn't be my father." The last part he
muttered out loud. and Dib if that was his name, seemed to snap out of his trance like
state, and his head slowly turned to face Mike.
Past.
Dib snapped a few quick shots of the machines surrounding him, and then took out
another camera and took a few with it. He replaced it in a pocket inside his coat. He walk
swiftly to a rack of large tubes filled with a glowing blue substance. Dib let his hand
brush it briefly. he let the though "It's so beautiful so alien" past through his head. Then
he took out glass cutter and test tube of his own. at the bottom of the tube he cut a small
circle. He placed the test-tube into a metal test tube holder. Then backing around he
removed it and let the acid like power core drain into the tube until it was full, then
removed it capped it and let the silky acid fall away. He placed the tube into a pouch onto
his side. The he picked up a small droid that had come out to clean up the mess. Then He
Smashed the other five tubes, letting the power drain away. Then he heard a high pitched
giggling as the lights around him faded and only the soft glow of the acid remained. "Gir"
Dib thought he sighed, and took out a rubber piggy from another pocket in his coat.
"HI mister Dib human! Master said to attack you if you entered the lab,"
"oh really? well if you attack me I won't be able to give you your present" was Dib's
perplexed reply. As the lights came back on using auxiliary power, Gir stepped into view.
He had not changed one tiny bit. His little Sir eyes gleamed with Simi intelligence as he
giggled again.
"OOH I like presents! I leave them for master all the time! but he never seems to like my
mashed potatoes and freeze soup. Or my fiery computer parts.." Dib almost felt Zim's
pain. Almost. He took out the little piggy and tossed it to Gir who immediately began to
play with it making cute piggy noises. Then Dib slipped past the sir and raced out of the
room, and toward the exit.
"Dib!" Zim growled, as on a vid panel he surveyed the damage. "He has increased his
damage ratio by 2 percent! That's 2 percent to much, but no more!" Zim threw the vid
panel to the floor, and his spider legs shot out. He prepared to hunt down Dib as Dib
himself solved that problem.
Dib skidded to a stop as he viewed the enraged Irken.
"Uh Hi Zim I was just about to get going!" Zim just growled and barked an order at his
computer. Soon Dib was running trying to avoid the snake like metal restraints that began
to twist around him. He was lifted into the air as Zim calmly walked on his mechanical
legs toward him.
"Dib Dib Dib will you never learn? computer class Dib scan. Irken technology is superior
to your pitiful human spying techniques!" The computer quickly lifted all the Irken
objects and cameras off Dib, but failed to nab the test tube
"if it' so superior, then why did I see a few human parts. I thought I even saw a toaster!"
Zim was about to deliver an ingenuus comeback when the doorbell rang.
"If you will excuse me I have more important things then you to attend to. Computer
dispose of him!" Zim left Dib to be terminated while he quickly exited the lab and hurried
to he suffice bases door.
"Yes?" he said to the perky blond who was standing at his door.
"Hiii!"she said in a voice similar to Gir's but with a cheerleader tone to it. Zim shuddered
then asked
"what do you want?"
"you are invited to a PARTiieee" The girl wailed as if this news should floor him. Zim
looked skeptical then snatched the disgusting pink envelope being waved in his face.
He then promptly slammed the door on her. He walked to his sofa, and sat down. He
could barely stand the cheerleader like sent emanating from the piece of paper, that he
had removed from the envelope.
You are invited to a party at Duncan mcdude's house
No parents!
from 9 on!
Beer and cheap drugs will be served!
The invite are:
blah blah blah Zim skimmed the list his eyes landed on a name that surprised him
Gaz
Not letting the voice that was screaming at him to go with no other reason then her
prevail, he provided a mission oriented purpose
"I'll go to document human teenager uh.. Social interacting in a... uh party *shudder*
atmosphere. During this Zim missed a Dib's escape from the lab and the drones that were
following him.
Romeo and Juliet path... woo.. oh I know I have not posted for a week but I needed a
break and my friend is spell checking all my old stuff.. heh heh.. I'm gonna post more on
my doom fic but it may take a bit. I have a few people to write in with no info...
Dib smiled as he walked into Zim's house with ease. What greets him is not the living
room from the days of the nightmare begins, and plague of babies. The Room had a plain
wooden floor, a solid white ceiling, and soft light creamy painted walls. To the right next
to the door to the kitchen, a stair way with white rail and wooden stairs led to a real
second floor. The TV looked like a normal Sony TV, and the couch was a normal blue
couch. A picture of flowers on a white background replaced the monkey.
A few years back Zim had gotten his hands on a home and garden magazine. Dib
Shuddered at that memory. He walked carefully between the sensor spots scattered across
the seemingly harmless floor. When Zim was not home the floor would fall away to a
very large, very deep cage. Dib knew. He had been in it more then once. Finally he made
it to the kitchen. A door led to the backyard, and the I eat food poster was gone. There
was a table, wood cabinets full of cheery dishes, and other utensils. The floor was blue
tiled, and the stove, microwave, and dishwasher were all in ordinary arraignments. The
toilet was obviously gone. A counter top with a bowl of fruit, and the microwave gracing
it was where they should be. Still dodging hot spots, Dib pulled an apple, and touched the
counter in the right place. Then he made his way to the stove opened it counted to twelve
closed it and stepped to the center of the floor. He touched all the tiles around him in a
certain order, and they lit up. Then he descended in the elevator to Zim's lab
.
Zim entered his house and knew instantly Dib had already been there. He could almost
feel his presence in the very air. Growling Zim stepped into the house. The computer
instantly recognized him and disarmed the traps. He did not pause to wonder why it never
recognized Dib. He Marched towards the lab entrance. He completed the sequence and
followed Dib down into his lab.
future
Mike struggled against the ropes that tied him to the bare steel chair. The room he was in
was a pitch black. The only light came from the single light bulb above him, and he could
not see beyond the circle of brightness. He winced even as he tried to move. His back and
stomach were sore, with the affect of many tazerings, and he could almost feel the
electricity that had raced through his system. He spat the coppery blood from his cut lip
on to the floor. A determined look on his face, growled at the sound of his prison door
opining. A scientist stepped into the circle. He was just far enough that Mike could not
kick him with his free legs. sneering.
Mike hated scientists. The were always so cold and distant. They acted as if they knew
every thing, and were better then every one. If Mike had a father, he knew he would not
be like them.
"Son we are sorry that you had to be treated this way, but it was necessary. "The scientist
said in his condescending voice. "I'm sure you understand."
Mike let his head fall forward.
"I'm not your son. Yea I understand. I understand you wanted to hurt my friend, but she
was too fast, and you had to hurt me instead."
"Now its not like that at all boy. If you just tell us where you little friend is we will help
her" the scientist said. Mike mumbled something incomprehensible. The scientist moved
a foot closer. "what was that?" Mike mumbled in a softer voice. The scientist moved even
closer. Mike lashed out with a swift kick. The scientist fell like a sack of potatoes and
rolled on the floor in pain. "I said she is my sister and you are an idiot if you think I'm
stupid enough to tell you squat." He spat more blood on the moaning man. The guards
were already rushing in and they shocked him again and again until he was unconscious.
When he awoke He could smell his own burnt hair and flesh. Not to mention his vision
was blurred. When he could finally get his eyes to work he could tell they had moved
him.
He was in a room with four walls, and it was well enough lit that he could see
through the window he was sat in front of. Now they had tied both his arms and his legs.
In the room the glass separated him from was a man. He was huddled in a corner rocking
back and forth. His vision still not perfect Mike could only see that the man had black
hair, and was dressed in ragged clothing similar to his own. His vision suddenly cleared,
and Mike got a better look. The man's hair was spiky, and one rapier like spike hung in
his face. Every once and a while the man frantically brushed it back, revealing oval
glasses, and a face that had not been shaved for days. Mike suddenly felt Deja Vu .
The man muttered incomprehensible sentences. Mike caught "moo moo I cast a voodoo
curse on you"and "aliens they are here, you got to believe me. He was obviously stark
raving mad. He wondered what the man had to do with him and Mia.
"ah your awake Mike." He scowled at the voice coming from a hidden speaker. You are
most likely wondering what this man you are watching has do with you. Or more
specifically what relation."
"no" Mike felt a fear growing at the back of his head. a numb disbelief as the voice
continued.
"Well, Mike, meet your father Dib. Driven insane by the very force that created your
'Friend' Mia." Mike felt rage and disbelief growing in his stomach.
"They were lying they had to be this couldn't be my father." The last part he
muttered out loud. and Dib if that was his name, seemed to snap out of his trance like
state, and his head slowly turned to face Mike.
Past.
Dib snapped a few quick shots of the machines surrounding him, and then took out
another camera and took a few with it. He replaced it in a pocket inside his coat. He walk
swiftly to a rack of large tubes filled with a glowing blue substance. Dib let his hand
brush it briefly. he let the though "It's so beautiful so alien" past through his head. Then
he took out glass cutter and test tube of his own. at the bottom of the tube he cut a small
circle. He placed the test-tube into a metal test tube holder. Then backing around he
removed it and let the acid like power core drain into the tube until it was full, then
removed it capped it and let the silky acid fall away. He placed the tube into a pouch onto
his side. The he picked up a small droid that had come out to clean up the mess. Then He
Smashed the other five tubes, letting the power drain away. Then he heard a high pitched
giggling as the lights around him faded and only the soft glow of the acid remained. "Gir"
Dib thought he sighed, and took out a rubber piggy from another pocket in his coat.
"HI mister Dib human! Master said to attack you if you entered the lab,"
"oh really? well if you attack me I won't be able to give you your present" was Dib's
perplexed reply. As the lights came back on using auxiliary power, Gir stepped into view.
He had not changed one tiny bit. His little Sir eyes gleamed with Simi intelligence as he
giggled again.
"OOH I like presents! I leave them for master all the time! but he never seems to like my
mashed potatoes and freeze soup. Or my fiery computer parts.." Dib almost felt Zim's
pain. Almost. He took out the little piggy and tossed it to Gir who immediately began to
play with it making cute piggy noises. Then Dib slipped past the sir and raced out of the
room, and toward the exit.
"Dib!" Zim growled, as on a vid panel he surveyed the damage. "He has increased his
damage ratio by 2 percent! That's 2 percent to much, but no more!" Zim threw the vid
panel to the floor, and his spider legs shot out. He prepared to hunt down Dib as Dib
himself solved that problem.
Dib skidded to a stop as he viewed the enraged Irken.
"Uh Hi Zim I was just about to get going!" Zim just growled and barked an order at his
computer. Soon Dib was running trying to avoid the snake like metal restraints that began
to twist around him. He was lifted into the air as Zim calmly walked on his mechanical
legs toward him.
"Dib Dib Dib will you never learn? computer class Dib scan. Irken technology is superior
to your pitiful human spying techniques!" The computer quickly lifted all the Irken
objects and cameras off Dib, but failed to nab the test tube
"if it' so superior, then why did I see a few human parts. I thought I even saw a toaster!"
Zim was about to deliver an ingenuus comeback when the doorbell rang.
"If you will excuse me I have more important things then you to attend to. Computer
dispose of him!" Zim left Dib to be terminated while he quickly exited the lab and hurried
to he suffice bases door.
"Yes?" he said to the perky blond who was standing at his door.
"Hiii!"she said in a voice similar to Gir's but with a cheerleader tone to it. Zim shuddered
then asked
"what do you want?"
"you are invited to a PARTiieee" The girl wailed as if this news should floor him. Zim
looked skeptical then snatched the disgusting pink envelope being waved in his face.
He then promptly slammed the door on her. He walked to his sofa, and sat down. He
could barely stand the cheerleader like sent emanating from the piece of paper, that he
had removed from the envelope.
You are invited to a party at Duncan mcdude's house
No parents!
from 9 on!
Beer and cheap drugs will be served!
The invite are:
blah blah blah Zim skimmed the list his eyes landed on a name that surprised him
Gaz
Not letting the voice that was screaming at him to go with no other reason then her
prevail, he provided a mission oriented purpose
"I'll go to document human teenager uh.. Social interacting in a... uh party *shudder*
atmosphere. During this Zim missed a Dib's escape from the lab and the drones that were
following him.