Dib is going to die, Dib is going die, Dib is going to die....
That was all I could think. Dib is going to die, Dib is going to die...
As I trudged across the cold, rough ground, I could feel sharp rocks penetrate my already mangled boots and scratch my foot open. I ignored the pain with ease. My mind was too flooded with emotions of every kind to acknowledge the fact that I was hurt. Anger, hate, sorrow, confusion, (and as much as I hate to admit it)fear, pity, and did I mention hate? My entire life changed the day all Irkens on earth were being hunt down by humans, but one thing hadn't changed. I still had my friends. Zim, Gir, Zam, Mir, and Cir. But in the course of one night, I lost them. Zim and Gir: Captured and murdered. Cir: Murdered. Zam and Mir: I can't say for certain. Last I saw of them they got away from the humans in a VootRunner and left for Irk. I think that they made it.....I hope that they made it.............
I'm sure that they made it.
Lost in my thoughts, I didn't realize that my eyes were watering and preparing to overflow. I had to bite my lip to keep from crying. If I was to video tape myself right now, show it to myself three days ago, and tell me that that's what I'm going to look like in three days, I'd think that I was insane. Which I probably am.
THUD!
I tripped over a stone and slid to the ground. As I landed I ripped off a small portion of my magenta shirt. I sat up and kneeled, tenderly picking up the torn piece of cloth. My eyes then caught my knee. My pants had been ripped by mostly likely a sharp rock and my knee had too been ripped. I wiped some dirt from my new bandage and tied it around my injured knee. If only I could use my spider legs for walking I wouldn't look like some stranded alien on a planet full of slaughtering rat people. Then again, I WAS a stranded on a planet of slaughtering people. Not rats though. Rodents are some of the most nicest creatures I've ever met. But I had to keep my spider legs nice and sharp and above all, ready for any battles that may pop up.
Besides, the humans could use tools to track me down if my backpod was activated. With all the information on our devices that they tortured out of us, who knows what horrible tracking creations they could come up with. I shuddered at the thought of what the vile humanoids do to captured Irkens. Dunk them in a lake, pull their antennae out, stick their sharp spider legs through themselves...and those aren't even the most painfully deadly.
Then, as if to free me from my horrid thoughts, I heard a yelp. It wasn't Irken though. Or human. Or, to my dismay, robotic. I think it was somewhere along the lines of a feline...it's hard to tell, really. You'd think that house cats and lions would have similar communication but they don't at all.
I followed the sound and it lead me to a bush. Going by my theory of the voice being a feline, I mewed out a hello before opening the bush.
What I saw astounded me.
A/N: This is going to be written like a regular fanfic only I may, at times, throw in an Enya song to go along with it. Before I post up the next chpt, I'll be posting up bios on the characters here like Zam, Mir, Cir, and, of course, Riz.
