A/N: Okay so I decided to do another chapter. But only becasue a couple of
you thought it needed to continue, and so I tried to think of something
else to put into it, and well heres what I came up with. Oh and sorry about
the way the other chapter were formatted, I'm still new to this.
Written in 3rd person
Disclamer: Zim and all Zim related characters belong to Jhonen Vasquez, so back off!
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A Irken female curled herself up in a dark corner of a hallway. She seemed to be hideing herself from the world around her. She curled in a ball with her head setting on her knees. Tears ran down her face as she thought about what was her past and what was surly to come.
"My life is ruined... Nothing can ever be the same again." she said quietly as more tears flowed from her eyes.
Finally after another couple minutes had passed she slowly pulled herself to her feet. She wiped a tear from her eye as she walked down the long narrow hallway. Noises and voices buzzed through her head. Voices from the time she started her invader training, till what was only about a hour ago.
She tried to shake off the thoughts, but the attempt failed. She walked into a different chamber and peared around. Nothing. Nothing but a empty silent filled this room. She sighed as she thought hard about something. She strained as she thought. She wanted nothing more but to make a right decision...
... she thought she made it.
She wiped more tears from her eyes as she bent down and pulled a big silver handled boot-knife from the side of her right boot. She stood off and pulled the cover off of it, and stared hypnoticly at the long shining blade.
"Don't worry Zim... I'll be with you soon enough." she whispered.
She started to pull the shining blade to her wrist when something stopped her. She couldn't move. She couldn't finish what she started. She just stood there. She started crying heavily as she attempted to pull the knife blade down and across her green colored wrist, but she could not move.
"Stop it Tak." said a calm voice. Tak's eyes widened as she looked up. No one was there.
"Who's there?" she asked. No answer, just silence.
She pried her fingers open and dropped the blade. She moved her legs and feel backwards. She sat and buried her head in her hands. She muttered something unrecognizable, before she pushed herself back into a corner.
She closed her eyes slowly. She needed more rest. And the strange thing is that she didn't want to rest, but something forced her, so minutes after her eyes where closed, she was asleep.
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Okay this chapter was kinda crumby, short, and was basically erelavent to the story, but I'm kinda stallin' here while I think of the final chapter, which I think I just figured out on what it is so um, I'll get to writing that.
Disclamer: Zim and all Zim related characters belong to Jhonen Vasquez, so back off!
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A Irken female curled herself up in a dark corner of a hallway. She seemed to be hideing herself from the world around her. She curled in a ball with her head setting on her knees. Tears ran down her face as she thought about what was her past and what was surly to come.
"My life is ruined... Nothing can ever be the same again." she said quietly as more tears flowed from her eyes.
Finally after another couple minutes had passed she slowly pulled herself to her feet. She wiped a tear from her eye as she walked down the long narrow hallway. Noises and voices buzzed through her head. Voices from the time she started her invader training, till what was only about a hour ago.
She tried to shake off the thoughts, but the attempt failed. She walked into a different chamber and peared around. Nothing. Nothing but a empty silent filled this room. She sighed as she thought hard about something. She strained as she thought. She wanted nothing more but to make a right decision...
... she thought she made it.
She wiped more tears from her eyes as she bent down and pulled a big silver handled boot-knife from the side of her right boot. She stood off and pulled the cover off of it, and stared hypnoticly at the long shining blade.
"Don't worry Zim... I'll be with you soon enough." she whispered.
She started to pull the shining blade to her wrist when something stopped her. She couldn't move. She couldn't finish what she started. She just stood there. She started crying heavily as she attempted to pull the knife blade down and across her green colored wrist, but she could not move.
"Stop it Tak." said a calm voice. Tak's eyes widened as she looked up. No one was there.
"Who's there?" she asked. No answer, just silence.
She pried her fingers open and dropped the blade. She moved her legs and feel backwards. She sat and buried her head in her hands. She muttered something unrecognizable, before she pushed herself back into a corner.
She closed her eyes slowly. She needed more rest. And the strange thing is that she didn't want to rest, but something forced her, so minutes after her eyes where closed, she was asleep.
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Okay this chapter was kinda crumby, short, and was basically erelavent to the story, but I'm kinda stallin' here while I think of the final chapter, which I think I just figured out on what it is so um, I'll get to writing that.