Well it had to happen, I'm writing my first serious Zim fic. When I say "serious" I mean just that. I'm not pulling any punches on this one. This may be a little or REALLY disturbing at times. By the end of this one, you're going to think of Zim in a whole new light. Or not, leave me alone. Heh. Ok no more funny. Starting now. Enjoy and buckle your seat belt for this one.
Invader Zim: The Reign
It all came down to an equation: Zim's equation. He had been working in his lab for quite some time, working out the kinks in an equation that made sense only to him. He had been plugging in numbers day after day, factoring in the different occurences and set backs that happened in his time on earth.
"It just doesn't make sense to me." Zim said pounding his hand against the side of the console. In front of Zim lay a large keyboard attached to a 3-d screen with a large picture of the globe spinning on it. Zim's plans were numbers, Dib was a number, the whole damn planet was a number, so why couldn't he find a solution?
"Hello master." Gir said, walking up to the stretched to the limit Invader. The small robot noticed his master hadn't slept in days, with bags underneath his eyes that seemed to almost touch the ground.
"Leave me alone Gir."
"But master..." Zim looked angrily at Gir, causing the tiny robot to get scared and scamper away. Placing his hand up to his face, underneath his mouth, Zim typed away faster at his keyboard. The screen flashed red everytime he entered in another equation, notifying the Invader that his theory was wrong. This frustrated Zim to no end. "WORK DAMN YOU!"
Typing faster and faster at the board, beads of sweat began to fall down his face. He wiped them off quickly only to find two more to take their place. His fingers began to slam harder and harder against the keys as the screen flashed red more and more frequently. He began to type so fast that the screen was flashing red every other second. One last flash caused Zim to go over the edge.
"RAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Zim slammed his hands against the keyboard, to the point of almost having the keys pop out of place. He jumped out of his chair and began to break everything in his lab, enraged beyond belief. Zim had had enough of not being able to conquer such a meager planet while all the other Invaders had already conquered their planets in Operation Impending Doom 2. Just as Zim picked up a large pipe to break apart more of his lab, he noticed something flashing in the corner of his eye.
"What?" Zim spun around quickly, jumped in front of his half broken screen and saw the color green flashing on it. "Green? But that would mean...."
Zim put quickly melded his keyboard back together to the screen and began to span through the equations. This was it. By some unbelievable chance, Zim had finally found the ultimate equation to achieve his goals and it wasn't going to be pretty.
"Gir." Gir was startled by his master's return to the upper part of the house as he sprung up from the couch.
"Yes my master?" Gir's eyes went quickly to red then back to blue as he went back to his "stupid" side.
"I'm going to be gone for a few days. You watch the house and try to not to break anything."
"Uhhhhh ok? Are you going to Hawaii?" Zim sighed.
"No, Gir, I'm not going to Hawaii. I'm going to take a 'journey'. When I come back, things will be a little different." Zim smiled wickedly to himself and began to walk back down to the lab. "Oh and Gir?"
"Yes master?"
"Make sure to watch the news in a couple of days or so. Should be enlightening."
Dib was sitting in class when it happened. That morning he had wondered where Zim was for the past couple of days and why he hadn't been in class. It was a little odd and it usually meant that Zim was up to something, but he had never been gone for this long. Usually his plan would fizzle out around this time and he would be back, but something was different about this time. But back to the present, Dib was sitting in class when it happened.
"OH MY GOD!" Cried someone from outside of the class. Dib and the rest of the class got out of their seats, along with Bitters, and walked out of the class. Instead of seeing a horrible sight, all they saw was everyone standing around a television within the teacher's lounge.
"Reports today..." the reporter said, almost shaking. "Reports today stemming from the US to China have been bleak at best. Within every country, the main political figure or representative has been....has been....they're all dead."
Dib couldn't speak as they showed pictures of a number of people crying over bodies covered in white sheets, blood flowing underneath it. Dib was shocked for a moment but his shock quickly turned into anger as he saw a familiar symbol in each of the shots of the dead leaders of the world: The Irken symbol...Zim's symbol.
"He....but...." Dib ran out of the room of astonished people and began to make his way to Zim's house. He couldn't even find the words to describe how angry he was. He was angry at Zim. He was angry at himself for not stopping Zim. He was angry at the world for not believing him. However, Dib needed to think clearly now, more then ever. The anger wasn't going to get Zim for what he had done, but it wouldn't hurt either.
"Finally." Dib stood in front of Zim's house and walked up to his door. Before he could reach the knob to open it, it eerily swung open. Dib stepped inside the house caustiously and began to look around the living room. Everything seemed in the normal order it had usually been when Dib was there. Just as Dib was about to investigate further, metallic hands from the walls clamped onto his arms and legs and pushed him against the wall, the front door slamming shut.
"How nice of you to join me Dib." Zim said, stepping out of the shadows. "I hope you find your resting place to your liking, or not, I don't really care."
"ZIM! YOU SONUVA..!" Dib wrestled with the metallic constraints, but to no avail.
"HAHAHAHA! That's funny, you trying to break free and all. Pathetic, but funny none the less." Zim walked up to Dib. "I'm going to enjoy ripping off your arms and legs one at a time. But first.."
Zim pressed a button on a remote control that popped out of his backpack and watched a screen drop down from the ceiling. On the screen were the two Tallest, sitting back in their chairs.
"Oh Tallest." Zim said in an evil tone.
"Zim. How many times do we have to explain to you that we are not to be contacted during..."
"Shut up." Zim said as the Tallest looked at him in an astonished manner.
"Wha....What did you say to us?" Purple asked.
"I said 'Shut up' Do I need to reiterate for your puny brains, or have you fully grasped the concept of shutting your pie holes?"
"THIS WILL NOT BE TOLERATED ZIM! YOU'LL BE EXECUTED FOR SUCH..."
"No I won't. In fact quite the opposite, you see you are going to hand over the entire Irken empire over to me. It will be used to fulfill my purposes and my purposes alone. In exchange, you will get to keep your lives as my servants."
"You....YOU DARE? All we needed was a reason to terminate you Zim and this is it, you're going to be..." Before Red could finish his sentence, a glaring light fell from the sky, passing through Red's head, causing it to explode across the room, splattering green blood all over Purple.
"Satellites. They are so very useful in this day and age don't you think Tallest?" Zim looked at Purple with an evil smirk, the remaining tallest now shaking. "Now, tell the people of Irk that the new name of the planet will be Planet Zim and that they will be working for me from now on. I trust we don't have a disagreement on this?"
Purple shook his head, body still quivering.
"Excellent, now chop to it before I have you executed for the kicks of it." Zim shut off the screen and turned around to the still entangled Dib. "Where were we?"
"You...You...What the hell's happened to you?" Dib said, trying to break free. "You've done some pretty bad stuff Zim, but even I thought you had a limit. Killing all these people! YOU BASTARD!"
"Quite the plan isn't it? Cut off the heads of every nation and watch the body convulse and eventually die. That is unless someone fills the void."
"...You?"
"You always were a quick one Dib."
"But why?"
"Well quite frankly it all has to do with an equation I came up with." Zim turned around and sat down on a chair which popped up from underneath the floor. "Basically it was meant to show me the exact reason as to why I hadn't been able to conquer this mudball yet, and it did just that with a few fring benefits."
"What?"
"In simple terms, the one thing that hampered me from doing what was necessary was that on a subconcious level I felt sorry for you people. I didn't know about it but it was there. Due to my multiple rejections and failures in life, I came to have an understanding with this underdog of a planet. That part of me had to go."
"How?"
"Your full of questions today aren't you? Well basically I just removed it from my brain." Zim pointed to a large scar on the side of his forehead. "It took awhile for the operation to fully remove that part of me, but a few days was more than enough time."
"You operated on yourself?"
"Yeah? Ain't it cool? So back to ripping your arms and legs from your body." Zim was about to push another button on his remote, when he heard something behind him.
"Master....No." Gir was standing behind him with a laser in one of his hands, shaking nervously. "Hurting people is bad."
"Oh poor Gir. You've been such a faithful servant to me in the past. Stupid yes, but faithful. Unfortunately your sentimentality to the world that your on has gotten the best of you." Zim said smiling wickedly. "So faithful. So stupid. So easy to destroy. Computer: Manifest EMP Wave for Base Unit."
As Zim said this the house sprung into action and released a large EMP wave, knocking out all of the machines in the house. When the wave hit Gir, sparks began to fly and his body blew apart like a poorly made toy. The Irken laughed as the wave swept over the rest of the house, causing the mechanical arms holding Dib to release him.
"NOW ZIM I'M GOING TO..!"
"I'd run if I were you." Zim said as Dib stopped right before attacking him.
"What?"
"You have twenty seconds to leave my house while my power is out. If you're still here, the arms will proceed to rip your body into cube size pieces."
Dib thought about it for a second and quickly jumped out a nearby window as Zim began to laugh triumphantely. Zim had won, but at what cost?
End Chapter 1
Dark Stuff and there's more to come.
Chapter 2 coming soon.
Invader Zim: The Reign
It all came down to an equation: Zim's equation. He had been working in his lab for quite some time, working out the kinks in an equation that made sense only to him. He had been plugging in numbers day after day, factoring in the different occurences and set backs that happened in his time on earth.
"It just doesn't make sense to me." Zim said pounding his hand against the side of the console. In front of Zim lay a large keyboard attached to a 3-d screen with a large picture of the globe spinning on it. Zim's plans were numbers, Dib was a number, the whole damn planet was a number, so why couldn't he find a solution?
"Hello master." Gir said, walking up to the stretched to the limit Invader. The small robot noticed his master hadn't slept in days, with bags underneath his eyes that seemed to almost touch the ground.
"Leave me alone Gir."
"But master..." Zim looked angrily at Gir, causing the tiny robot to get scared and scamper away. Placing his hand up to his face, underneath his mouth, Zim typed away faster at his keyboard. The screen flashed red everytime he entered in another equation, notifying the Invader that his theory was wrong. This frustrated Zim to no end. "WORK DAMN YOU!"
Typing faster and faster at the board, beads of sweat began to fall down his face. He wiped them off quickly only to find two more to take their place. His fingers began to slam harder and harder against the keys as the screen flashed red more and more frequently. He began to type so fast that the screen was flashing red every other second. One last flash caused Zim to go over the edge.
"RAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Zim slammed his hands against the keyboard, to the point of almost having the keys pop out of place. He jumped out of his chair and began to break everything in his lab, enraged beyond belief. Zim had had enough of not being able to conquer such a meager planet while all the other Invaders had already conquered their planets in Operation Impending Doom 2. Just as Zim picked up a large pipe to break apart more of his lab, he noticed something flashing in the corner of his eye.
"What?" Zim spun around quickly, jumped in front of his half broken screen and saw the color green flashing on it. "Green? But that would mean...."
Zim put quickly melded his keyboard back together to the screen and began to span through the equations. This was it. By some unbelievable chance, Zim had finally found the ultimate equation to achieve his goals and it wasn't going to be pretty.
"Gir." Gir was startled by his master's return to the upper part of the house as he sprung up from the couch.
"Yes my master?" Gir's eyes went quickly to red then back to blue as he went back to his "stupid" side.
"I'm going to be gone for a few days. You watch the house and try to not to break anything."
"Uhhhhh ok? Are you going to Hawaii?" Zim sighed.
"No, Gir, I'm not going to Hawaii. I'm going to take a 'journey'. When I come back, things will be a little different." Zim smiled wickedly to himself and began to walk back down to the lab. "Oh and Gir?"
"Yes master?"
"Make sure to watch the news in a couple of days or so. Should be enlightening."
Dib was sitting in class when it happened. That morning he had wondered where Zim was for the past couple of days and why he hadn't been in class. It was a little odd and it usually meant that Zim was up to something, but he had never been gone for this long. Usually his plan would fizzle out around this time and he would be back, but something was different about this time. But back to the present, Dib was sitting in class when it happened.
"OH MY GOD!" Cried someone from outside of the class. Dib and the rest of the class got out of their seats, along with Bitters, and walked out of the class. Instead of seeing a horrible sight, all they saw was everyone standing around a television within the teacher's lounge.
"Reports today..." the reporter said, almost shaking. "Reports today stemming from the US to China have been bleak at best. Within every country, the main political figure or representative has been....has been....they're all dead."
Dib couldn't speak as they showed pictures of a number of people crying over bodies covered in white sheets, blood flowing underneath it. Dib was shocked for a moment but his shock quickly turned into anger as he saw a familiar symbol in each of the shots of the dead leaders of the world: The Irken symbol...Zim's symbol.
"He....but...." Dib ran out of the room of astonished people and began to make his way to Zim's house. He couldn't even find the words to describe how angry he was. He was angry at Zim. He was angry at himself for not stopping Zim. He was angry at the world for not believing him. However, Dib needed to think clearly now, more then ever. The anger wasn't going to get Zim for what he had done, but it wouldn't hurt either.
"Finally." Dib stood in front of Zim's house and walked up to his door. Before he could reach the knob to open it, it eerily swung open. Dib stepped inside the house caustiously and began to look around the living room. Everything seemed in the normal order it had usually been when Dib was there. Just as Dib was about to investigate further, metallic hands from the walls clamped onto his arms and legs and pushed him against the wall, the front door slamming shut.
"How nice of you to join me Dib." Zim said, stepping out of the shadows. "I hope you find your resting place to your liking, or not, I don't really care."
"ZIM! YOU SONUVA..!" Dib wrestled with the metallic constraints, but to no avail.
"HAHAHAHA! That's funny, you trying to break free and all. Pathetic, but funny none the less." Zim walked up to Dib. "I'm going to enjoy ripping off your arms and legs one at a time. But first.."
Zim pressed a button on a remote control that popped out of his backpack and watched a screen drop down from the ceiling. On the screen were the two Tallest, sitting back in their chairs.
"Oh Tallest." Zim said in an evil tone.
"Zim. How many times do we have to explain to you that we are not to be contacted during..."
"Shut up." Zim said as the Tallest looked at him in an astonished manner.
"Wha....What did you say to us?" Purple asked.
"I said 'Shut up' Do I need to reiterate for your puny brains, or have you fully grasped the concept of shutting your pie holes?"
"THIS WILL NOT BE TOLERATED ZIM! YOU'LL BE EXECUTED FOR SUCH..."
"No I won't. In fact quite the opposite, you see you are going to hand over the entire Irken empire over to me. It will be used to fulfill my purposes and my purposes alone. In exchange, you will get to keep your lives as my servants."
"You....YOU DARE? All we needed was a reason to terminate you Zim and this is it, you're going to be..." Before Red could finish his sentence, a glaring light fell from the sky, passing through Red's head, causing it to explode across the room, splattering green blood all over Purple.
"Satellites. They are so very useful in this day and age don't you think Tallest?" Zim looked at Purple with an evil smirk, the remaining tallest now shaking. "Now, tell the people of Irk that the new name of the planet will be Planet Zim and that they will be working for me from now on. I trust we don't have a disagreement on this?"
Purple shook his head, body still quivering.
"Excellent, now chop to it before I have you executed for the kicks of it." Zim shut off the screen and turned around to the still entangled Dib. "Where were we?"
"You...You...What the hell's happened to you?" Dib said, trying to break free. "You've done some pretty bad stuff Zim, but even I thought you had a limit. Killing all these people! YOU BASTARD!"
"Quite the plan isn't it? Cut off the heads of every nation and watch the body convulse and eventually die. That is unless someone fills the void."
"...You?"
"You always were a quick one Dib."
"But why?"
"Well quite frankly it all has to do with an equation I came up with." Zim turned around and sat down on a chair which popped up from underneath the floor. "Basically it was meant to show me the exact reason as to why I hadn't been able to conquer this mudball yet, and it did just that with a few fring benefits."
"What?"
"In simple terms, the one thing that hampered me from doing what was necessary was that on a subconcious level I felt sorry for you people. I didn't know about it but it was there. Due to my multiple rejections and failures in life, I came to have an understanding with this underdog of a planet. That part of me had to go."
"How?"
"Your full of questions today aren't you? Well basically I just removed it from my brain." Zim pointed to a large scar on the side of his forehead. "It took awhile for the operation to fully remove that part of me, but a few days was more than enough time."
"You operated on yourself?"
"Yeah? Ain't it cool? So back to ripping your arms and legs from your body." Zim was about to push another button on his remote, when he heard something behind him.
"Master....No." Gir was standing behind him with a laser in one of his hands, shaking nervously. "Hurting people is bad."
"Oh poor Gir. You've been such a faithful servant to me in the past. Stupid yes, but faithful. Unfortunately your sentimentality to the world that your on has gotten the best of you." Zim said smiling wickedly. "So faithful. So stupid. So easy to destroy. Computer: Manifest EMP Wave for Base Unit."
As Zim said this the house sprung into action and released a large EMP wave, knocking out all of the machines in the house. When the wave hit Gir, sparks began to fly and his body blew apart like a poorly made toy. The Irken laughed as the wave swept over the rest of the house, causing the mechanical arms holding Dib to release him.
"NOW ZIM I'M GOING TO..!"
"I'd run if I were you." Zim said as Dib stopped right before attacking him.
"What?"
"You have twenty seconds to leave my house while my power is out. If you're still here, the arms will proceed to rip your body into cube size pieces."
Dib thought about it for a second and quickly jumped out a nearby window as Zim began to laugh triumphantely. Zim had won, but at what cost?
End Chapter 1
Dark Stuff and there's more to come.
Chapter 2 coming soon.