pureVENOM: Meow. Hehe!! In this part, where they're playing Fatal Frame, which is currently my
newest PS2 game. It's very scary. I've been avoiding playing it recently.
Eh, just read and enjoy, I guess.
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Chapter Twenty: Underworld DOOM Part 2- Unrest
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Zim let out a strangled sound as a crazed Invader Tenn hit him with a few laser blasts. Ouch.
"ARGH! I AM ZIM!! WHO DARES!?!" Zim looked and saw Tenn. "H-huh!!? Ah, Invader Tenn!! Eh...
Good day to you, Soldier!! Please, leave me alone!"
Tenn's left eye twitched. She began giggling, then laughing, then laughing hysterically. o.0;;
She then stopped abruptly and scowled, pulling back the trigger on her laser which was pointed
at Zim's face.
A small boy chose that time however, to come running outta nowhere and smack into Tenn, making
her shot go wild.
The boy had a terrified look in his eye, and he was snow-pale, either natur--eh, super-naturally
or from fear. "green-lady! please, you have to help me!!"
But Tenn in fury, shrieked and shoved the child away.
A lavender-skinned woman in black and garnet armor with battish leathery wings swooped the kid
up. Moving quickly, that was really all anyone could tell.
The boy's screaming caught Dib's attention.
"Hey!! That kid's being abducted!! By a... flying,...thing!" Dib cried. "We have to save him!!"
Marcellus rose a brow. "Human-child, really, I truly don't think that we should--"
"I! AM! DIB!!"
Zim frowned, feeling that Dib stole his line.
Dib looked around quickly, and found a convenient Chicky Licky's Dirty Chicken grappling hook
toy in his pocket! He flung the hook out, and it wrapped itself about the soaring kidnapper's
ankles.
"AHH!! HEY!! I'm caught!! In a chicken beak!! ZARGHHH!!!" the winged lady declared, as she and
child plummeted to the ground.
A lot of people began to crowd around the unconscious two, but most were chased off by the
winged-one's friend, a lady who could be a mix of Dib's father, and the host of Mysterious
Mysteries if it wasn't for her two-colored hair. The right half was silver, while the other was
black. Her hair was LONG, and shaped lika thunderbolt! Like the Prof.!
She took up her long black robes and sashes and glared at Dib, the Wings, and the Irkens
in a reprehending way through her shiny goggles.
"How dare you hurt my friend, Aula!?"
Fausta was very scared. "I am SO dead. I don't wanna be here. Why AM I Here anyway?? I hate you
Dib."
Everyone was stiff and silent. Well, except for Marcellus, who's fallen asleep standing, from
exhaustion.
The goggled lady started. "Alright. Tourists." She sighed. "I'm Iunilla, the greatest necromaster
of all time." She looked over at Fausta who was trembling and shifting her eyes around in a
valde paranoid manner.
"Oh, you're not happy to see your hometown again, Wing??"
"Uh uh! I don't like the Underworld, and it don't like me!!" she answered.
"Hey, it's still your hometown! Visit it now and then!" Iunilla retorted.
"And get myself killed in the process!? It be dangerous down here! ESPECIALLY for Wings!!" Fausta
argued.
"Well, then you and your friends can stay at my place! HAH! Now you have no excuse!" said the
necromaster victoriously.
"Well-- ...What?? You actually want to HELP me? That's something new. Oh, and Dib, Zim, and Tenn
AREN'T my friends."
"Oh really? I think you four kids make sucha cute little group!" Iunilla beamed. "Well, Fausta--"
"AAHHHHHH!!!"
"Wh-"
"AHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
"What is it!?" Iunilla said in alarm, lowering her brows.
"How do you know my NAAAAMEEE!!?? It'sa seeecret!!"
"No it isn't, and I work at the Wingen cloning station here in subROMA. And there aren't too
many of you guys, so it's easy to keep track."
"Oh. Yeah, you're right. So very right."
Dib stepped forward. "Hello, Iunilla!" He shook her gloved hand. "Nevermind her! She's a little
insane! Please, tell me about yourself and your field!"
Anyway, this's the time that Aula and the kid wake up. Aula sees the Human who knocked her out,
and returns the favor with a kick from a taloned foot.
* Eleven minutes later--
Dib slowly opens his eyes to a dimly lit room. He's lying on a valde comfortable sofa. Ooh, all
plushie and silky. Well, what kind of furniture do ya expect from one of the most powerful,
nicest, intelligent, and popular redsidents of the Underworld?
"My...face...hurts."
Aula cringed. "Uh yeah. Sorry about that. I was a little mad at ya for making me crash into the
COBBLESTONE GROUND."
The boy who'd been shouting for help earlier had a collar about his neck, with a pendant that
read: 'SPECKLE'
"sigh. thanks for trying to help me, human," groaned the kid.
"Where am I?" Dib grimaced as he sat up and turned on his tape recorder.
"Where in the safest place in all the Underworld!" said Iunilla cheerily.
"Which still isn't saying much," mumbled Fausta. "But thanks, Iunilla. You sure are nice for a
Human."
"Thanks," said Iunilla genuinely, knowing that this was a compliment, however akward it was.
"Hey, who are you, anyway, ...Speckle?" asked Dib.
"my name's really dolorus. i'm a vampire, the last one, too. i'm surprised to see a human
attempting to help me, a vamp--"
"A VAMPIRE!!???" Dib cried, making everyone look at him.
Dolorus just put on a crestfallen expression.
"Hey, that was mean," Marcellus commented.
"When can I get outta here??" complained Fausta. "I'll be killed! Some grudgy monster'll come up
with a straw, stick it in my face, and SUCK MY HEAD DRY!!!"
"You're just being stupidly paranoid," came Tak's voice.
"HUH!? What are YOU doing in here!?" growled Zim.
"MeMi and I were seen. The security in here's insane. Literally." She shrugged. "So I ran into
here." She offed her disguise while MeMi held the door closed.
"Oh great. Now only ONE MORE person needs to find us..." Fausta groaned.
"I saw her being chased off by a mob of Underworlders. Heh. You're lucky, I guess." Tak narrowed
her purple eyes and sat herself down.
"YOU!!!" Zim continued. "I will NOT succumb to your evil schemes!! Your cursed--"
"Zim, stop screaming. Or you'll soon be missing very important screaming organs," warned
Marcellus.
Zim shut himself up.
** Meanwhile--
Lilith scowled darkly, as she pressed herself tightly against the stucco wall of some random
residental building. She breathed rapidly, since she'd just been running several miles top
speed, non-stop. -_-;;;
Why did the lousy ship have to be defective, and make her turn back to Earth? Of course, at
overhearing the Dib and Fausta's conversation, she HAD to go and try to track the girl down.
Yargh. This stinkiths.
The Steel Wing hopped back out and hurled a duo of Cherry Bombs. BLAO! They offed a few of her
pursuers, but--
She staggered to the ground as a rain of bullets showered upon her. They only hit her armor,
but the force knocked her windless and to the ground.
A stream of air kept Lilith down. It was like a ton of bricks weighing down on her shoulder,
arms, and stomach, but... not. It was a wispy wind.
The aeromancer performing the spell grinned and slapped hands with one of the gunners.
"Good work, buddy."
"Anything to get rid of those disgusting Wings."
"Of course."
Lil gave an evil eye to her Wing-hating attackers and their automatic weapons. "What a lovely
bunch of hating little fools."
The gunner only aimed his piece at Lilith's face.
"You'd all look even better with your flesh torn and burnt like your comrades up there," growled
the captive Wing.
The gunner frowned and tightened his trigger finger, while comrades closed in, in the background.
"FILTH! You disGUST me!!" she continued.
Someone in the background stepped forward indignantly. "At least WE don't conquer people or kill
for money and soda!!"
"What!" Steel Wing Lilith spat. (not literally) "I don't oppress others! And who SAYS it's about
MONEY!? You're all just as sightless as you were before!! Pathetic Humans with your boomy guns!!
Disgracing the name of our metals by maiming them into those wretched weapons' forms!! You're
all your own deaths! Your very existence SHALL result in your destruction! Don't you see the
beauty of it!? It doesn't MATTER if I'M eliminated! You're all going to DIE!!"
The gun goes off shortly after that disturbing speech from the Wing Mercenary. However, unknown
to the Wing-hunters, Lilith had achieved possesion of some powerful explosives while up in
Marcellus's lab, and she had a claw on the detonator hidden in her large sleeves.
* Now, up at the Cloning Factory
Fausta's eyes widened to humongo basketballs for a second. "EEKK!! What wazzat!?!" she hissed,
referring to the huge explosion they all just heard.
"They're attacking!! MEEEEE!!!"
:/ Iunilla picked up the quivering girl by the collar, and tossed her into a large room with a
TV and video game console.
"Here. Just rot your mind with some gaming until you relax, Fausta."
O.O;;;;; "NOOOOOO!!! DON'T LEAVE!! THEY'LL GET ME!!!" She began to run for the entrance, but a
heavy loud thing thrown in after her caused her to tumble over backwards.
The necromaster shut the door and locked it. She sighed in relief, being rid of the overly-
paranoid girl, and the crazy alien.
Fausta and Tenn's loud/angry shouts could be heard rather well behind the thick door, and there
was much kicking, and punching, and striking of the door.
Zim grinned and chuckled to himself. He looked out one of the many round, bubble-like windows,
upon the view outside. The weirdos out there... They looked like.. the picture of demons that
the computer had shown him so many years ago. It had made the educated guess that demons were
the founders of the alien-fighting FBI.
"Aula-beast! You claim to be a 'DAEmon', correct?"
"Yeah..." she responded, flicking her pointy ears in boredom.
"Then YOUR people must've created the ...FBI!!"
"..What...?" she asked, nonchalantly, not understanding.
"TELL ME~!!! WHY!?!?"
"Oh, shut-up. You're crazy."
"YOU'RE in DENIAL!!!"
"You're loony."
"You're LYING!!!"
"Quiet, already! You're one cuckoo alien, I tells ya!!" (It's AMAZING how many ways you can say
crazy, ain't it??)
"NEVERRRRR!!!! WHAT HAVE YOU AGAINST THE IRKENS!?!"
"Nothing! You deranged, mad, daft LUNATIC!"
Dib was talking excitedly as ususal. "Oh wow, Zim's idiotically starting up an argument with the
daemon Aula, and they've just gotten rid of one of the ALIENS, and the wingy invader. Now, I'm
about to speak to a necromaste--"
Iunilla gave a lowered eyebrow aw-man-why-me? look. "Human, you aren't going to ask me and my
friend a million questions now, are you?"
Dib blinked. ".... Well... Not a MILLION.."
"..."
"Please??"
"huh... human, really. this isn't a place for tourists," warned the little vampire kiddie. "you
wanna learn about the Underworld, go read that one big book the marcellus-wing wrote about this
place."
Dib shot a glance to Marcellus, who gave a sheepish expression back.
"You wrote a big BOOK about the Underworld and you didn't TELL me??!?"
"Um.. You didn't ask...?"
Dib smacked his forehead. "Alright. No problem. Then I'll just ask for the book and study it over
this summer vacation. Yes! This's great! Um.. Okay, the daemon looks like she wants to say
something."
Aula frowned. " 'Nilla..! These kid-things are disturbing and weird! Can I toss them with the
Onyx Wing until they all decide to leave??"
"Sure. Go ahead," was the reply. "But then, I don't see why you like that little vampire so
much."
"He's my wittle Speckle!!" cried the daemon Aula, and she huggled Dolor after forcing Zim, Dib,
and Tak into the room with Fausta and Tenn.
--In the little room
Tak scowled in the corner farthest away from everybody, her arms crossed, and her antennae
twitching in her irritation of being shoved into confinement with a bunch of MORONS.
"I didn't DO ANYTHING to be thrown in here with you FOOLS."
"Huh, you became involved with Zim, the bringer of doom," corrected Fausta.
"Yes, I AM ZIIM!!!"
"Quiet," Tenn growled. Her red eyes almost glowed scarily with wrath.
"Eh.. eh...! ZIM does not DESERVE to be mewed up in this chamber!!" the male Irken said,
nervously.
Fausta glowered at the only Human in the room. "You know, we'll be free to leave once DIB wants
to go..."
"Heheh.." Dib tried to ignore that last line. He rewinded his tape partway and began to listen
to its information.
"Um, how about we MAKE the Dib want to leave?" suggested Zim, trying to hide his fear.
"And pass up this PERFECT opportunity to destroy YOU, Zim? Nowhere to run, and nowhere to hide?
You must be KIDDING!!!" Tenn looked very un-sane.
"Somehow, I don't feel safe around you Irkens." Fausta sat in a semi-curled up position on the
foot of a bed, with her knees drawn up to her chin. Her eyes scanned the room warily.
There were pictures of the small vampire boy, and the name 'SPECKLE' written on them all over
the walls. This room must be his, she thought, and looked over the people.
There was Tenn, Tak, Zim, and Dib, all doing their own thing for the moment.
Tak was still fuming in the corner, indignantly.
Zim was seated on the far end of a small sofa, watching his enemies carefully, while twiddling
his thumbs.
Dib was still listening over his tape. He seemed the only happy one in the room.
Tenn... well, she was insane, and crouched by a GameSlaveMaster IV which was hooked up to a TV.
Mmmm... video game....
Fausta slowly stood up, hopped off the bed, and walked toward the game console in a very
zombieish manner. "Mmm... Game..."
"How can you even THINK about ELECTRONIC ENTERTAINMENT at the moment, Wing-beast!?" questioned
Zim, disbelieveing.
"But, but...! I hafta see what GAME'S in there!!" the Onyx Wing tried to explain. "I NEED TO!!!"
She flipped on the TV and console, and pressed the CD eject button.
"Ooooohh...."
She picked up the CD to see...
"What is 'FATAL FRAME'?" demanded Zim loudly, now right behind Fausta.
"AGH! Don't sneak up on me like that! Or you shall SUFFER!! Suffer HORRIBLE SUFFERING!!" Fausta
warned.
"Hah! You got that line from the Dib's sibling!" mocked Zim.
"Silence! I've heard great things about this game! I MUST PLAAAAY!!"
She turned to Dib. "Human, take all the time you need. Preferably a few hours."
"What? It won't take me THAT long to kill Zim," said a grumpy Tak, narrowing her purple eyes.
Dib finally looked up from his tape recorder. "What's holding you back, anyway? Why not get
rid of Zim now?"
"HEY!!" screeched the male Irken.
"I'll deal with him. I've got plenty of time."
"I wanna watch TV!!" cried a happy, high-pitched voice.
Everybody perked their ears. What!? Who could THAT be!?
"Hehe!! TV is my friend! It knows things! And Kil's my friend too!"
That could only be... GIR!! But where!?
Tak looked down at her feet. Her MeMi was still in cat-form, but now he was standing on two feet,
and his oculars were bright green.
"Wh-what!? MeMi!! What's wrong with you!?!" the Irken cried.
Could the moron Zim and his idiot SIR have done something to her MeMi again?
"Aww! My name's not MeMi! Neither is Jkjasugfuagjh!!"
"Wh...?"
"I'm GIR! No forgetting!!" The cat-bot shook itself, causing its black outer metal plates to
fall, clanking to the floor, revealing none other than GIR.
"But HOW?" Tak demanded.
"It'sa secret!"
"No, it isn't, GIR. I command you to tell me!" Tak continued.
"GIR says 'say pretty please!' " GIR crooned.
" 'Pretty please'," Tak complied without difficulty, unlike Zim would've done in the same
position. It just showed that she was a better invader, and Irken in general. Mwa hah!
"Okie dokie!!! Well... It alllll started out a LONG time ago! Before the flowers opened, and
dinosaurs! Because I'm OLD! I'm THIS many years old!" GIR started to hold up his finger, but
found that he had not enough, and forgot about it. "And then.."
Tak's already scowling face fell. "..."
"...the mongooses danced and were happy. But the mongeese didn't WANT the pomegranate!! Then
we beated allll the broccoli with spoons."
"Please, can you get to the part where you dress up like MeMi, GIR?" asked the purple-eyed Irken.
"Um, yes!!"
Now, the screen goes into this flashback.
We can see Tak and MeMi running to Center City Park. GIR is sucking on a chocolate-bubblegum
Brainfreezy and watching people run.
"Hehe. They're running."
When he realized that he KNEW these people, he began to run too! Squirrels scrambled in the way,
to hinder GIR's path, but he just ran through them, and eating the ones that jumped on him!
Nothing would stop him from saying... 'HIIIIII!!!' to the weird Irken girl and her nice cat!
Now, while Tak was busy focusing on getting to the Underworld first, her SIR noted faint, squeeky
footsteps in hot pursuit of them. The SIR spun round, completely stopping its speedy run.
GIR smiled. "OooOOOohh!! Cat, cat!!"
MeMi glared at the oncoming green puppy, and prepared to leap up and slash him to scrap metal,
when... 'THUNnnn!!!' was sort of the sound made when a kid playing in the park hit a homerun...
right into MeMi.
The SIR blew up into pieces without any cry.
GIR looked about at the black metal raining down around him. "Aww... MeMi flew back to his
homeplanet... He left his clothes for me!! ..."
GIR thought about that. "HehEHHEHE!!! MeMi's NAKED now!!!" He began to quickly pick up the pieces
and looked at his green dog costume.
"I'sa gonna be a cat now!!"
Back to our story.
Tak clenched her fist. "Argh!! Filthy dirt-children!!! Throwing explosive balls at my SIR!! Now
I'll have to go out and salvage MeMi's chips."
"Your SIR had... CHIPS??" asked the puppy dog-bot in awe.
"Not the kind YOU'RE thinking about."
"Oh..." He looked sad, but then perked up. "Master!!" He ran to Zim, hugged him, and then ran to
Fausta's side. "I'm gonna watch you!!"
"Oh joy!" said the Wing in reply, rather sarcastically. She started up the game, snatched up the
controller, and plopped down some two feet from the TV screen.
"Can I play toooooo???"
"GIR, it's a one-player game."
There began sniffing sounds, and GIR's eyes became all teary.
o.-; "Eh..." She got up, grabbed the second player controller, and handed it to the robot.
"Here. You can be the good guy!" she said happily.
GIR seemed to not realize that his pressing of buttons did not affect anything in the game.
But... Wow. It was fun.
Anyway, while GIR was explaining to Tak how he looked like the MeMi cat, Tenn had gone totally
berserk, and became engaged in a viscious fight with Zim.
Zim used his little sanity, however, to his advantage, and managed to outmanuver Tenn, and
eventually win the battle.
Now, he watched the TV screen with interest.
After a rather dull intro to the game, Zim was BORED. He was about to use his mech legs to make
the Dib want to leave, so that they could all leave, when he sensed ...fear.
He turned to look at Fausta, who was gritting her fangy teeth, and moving her eyes wildly about
the TV screen.
Hah! What a laugh! How could the Wing be so taken by that pathetic Earthen game? Earth-things are
soooo.... not-good. He looked at the TV screen.
"AHHHHHHH!!! HALLOWEENIES!!!!!"
His scream was so loud it, made Dib drop his tape recorder, and Fausta drop the controller. Tak
just rolled her eyes. GIR cheered.
Dib began screaming now too, because now his tape and tape recorder were broken. "All my work..!"
And Fausta was screaming. "NOOO!!! PAUSE! PAUSE!!!" She grabbed the controller as quickly as
possible, pressed start, and death-glared Zim.
"What's WITH you!?!?? You'll make me lose!! So SHUT-up!!"
"The Halloweenies!!" Zim persisted. "The ones after my DEE-lishous meats!! GHOSTIES!! They're
conspiring to get me!! Me and my wonderful Irken FLESH!!"
"It's JUST a game Zim, and your STUPID screaming ruined my equipment!!" Dib cried. "I'll just
have to come back here another time..."
Everyone seemed to sweatdrop at this.
"Hey, wow. Those graphics are GREAT," said Dib, looking at the TV carefully. "That ghost looks
REAL. And the sound is top-notch too."
"Yeah." Fausta aimed her character's weapon, which by the way, happens to be an antique camera,
at a ghost, but was too slow. After a few shots, the ghost had disappeared.
No, wait! It turned invisible!! I can kinda see it!!! AW, STYX!! It's getting CLOSER!! AHHHHH!!!
Fausta gasped when the normally really slow ghost suddenly rushed up and grabbed her.
"NOOOOOOOOOO!!!! AHHHHHH!!!!!"
"Hah! Fool-beast! Zim shall triumph over this Halloweenie, where you cannot!!"
"I CAN beat him, Zim! Be quiet!" The alien's accusations were making her distracted and nervous.
"AHHHHHHH!!!! GET AWAY!! GET AWAYYYY!!!! WHY DON'T THEY LET ME ESCAPE!?!"
Her character was running all over the TV screen, the ghost following, and moaning painfully
about ropes and kimonos, and pleading for help.
Zim watched as Fausta made her character run for the door, but a message came up, saying the door
was sealed shut by some force.
"Oooh! This game's SPOOKY!" said GIR.
"Spooky like a zombie, GIR. Spooky like a zombie..." said Tak.
"Huh, Zim shall defeat the ghostie!" And he grabbed the first player controller from Fausta.
"You DARE!!" she growled. "You don't even know the buttons!!"
"SILENCE!!" Zim mashed the buttons randomly, wasting film. But, since Fausta had almost beaten
the ghost...
"HAHAH!! SUCCESSSSS!!! The game claims that I have DRIVEN the ghost!! HAH!"
"Zim, you fool!! You've just sealed Miku's (the main character) fate!! You've used up ALL the
camera film!! Now I can't fight!! TWO pieces of film left, ZIM!! TWO!! YOU MOROOONNNN!!!!"
Zim looked scared. "Uh...uh, well! I can fix that!!"
Suddenly, the door to the room opened, making cool air swish over everyone.
Iunilla stepped inside. "Well, apparently, you're not as safe as I'd thought, Fausta. That
big bang outside you all heard a while ago was the sound of explosives, which killed a Wing
Mercenary, eight Humans, and collapsed three houses."
GIR did not really understand the word 'killed', but he figured it was something bad. He got all
droopy-looking.
"Wing Mercenary!?" Fausta brightened, dropping the controller.
"Should this really be something you should be happy about, Fausta?" asked Marcellus from outside
the room.
"Of COURSE!! That WING who was killed was LILITH!! Oh YEAAAAHH!!" She pumped her fist in the air
and hugged GIR tightly.
"Yaaaay!! Kil-Fausta-person loves me!!"
Zim and Dib were pretty shocked.
Dead. Wow. The last time they'd seen the fierce Wing, she'd been so... dangerous and ..well,
ALIVE. It was like they'd just looked away for a second, and she died.
Still, it didn't make much of an impact on Zim. Dib, however, seemed slightly fazed.
Tak, she didn't even know Lilith, so she couldn't care less. And Tenn was still unconscious, but
she didn't know Lil either.
"Well, you shouldn't celebrate so soon," said Aula, who poked her head in with a grin.
"What do you mean?"
"You know, ghost springings have raised by thirty four percent since last year! ...Which means
anyone who dies now has a good eighty-seven percent chance of becoming a ghost!!" the daemon
asnwered.
"Just think!! She's gonna haunt you for the rest of your life! Which may not be too long, if she
turns out as a poltergeist!"
Iunilla smacked her friend's shoulder. "Stop scaring her!" She turned to the young Wing. "Don't
worry. With her cause of death, there's most probably been a lot of mind damage, and when she
turns into a ghost, she won't even remember you."
"Unless she turns out to be lucky, and still have her memories! Then you're SO-- Ow!! 'Nilla!"
"I said stop!"
"Dib, we're OUTTA here!" growled Fausta.
"Hey, no complaints there," replied the Human.
"And DON'T even try anything. If I die, YOU die too," she added.
"Of course."
Zim had a very huffy look. He was ordering GIR to sit quietly at his side.
Tak smiled thinly. "What a day, hm?" She activated her Human disguise hologram.
It looked like a girl with blue-dyed, chin length hair, and so much make-up on, it was
surprising she didn't drown in it, as usual. There were platinum-looking rings and chains added,
and some silver studs along her black clothing. Tak really paid attention to detail.
In any case, she slid a single mech leg out. (A Human with a mech leg would look interesting.)
And prepared to drive it into Zim's stupid head.
Marcellus slapped something onto Tak's back. "No fighting. Look at what you've already done
to that poor lady there!" He pointed at KO'ed Tenn.
"But I didn't d--"
"That device I put on your backpod will disable it for a few hours."
"But it was ZI--"
"Uh-uh-uh-uh!! We're all leaving now. It's getting dangerous here," said Marcellus in a good
fatherly way.
**About a half an hour later-- the Dib house
"...so we all get out of the Underworld safely, but Zim's still alive, and I lost all my notes
in the tape. I'll go back there with more equipment alone next time. And I'll be more careful."
Gaz groaned. "Okay, we listened to your dumb story. Can you be quiet now? Your eyes are stupid."
She took a big bite out of her pizza slice.
"My thoughts exactly," added Aunt Niv, sipping some Cherry Poop.
"..How can my eyes be stupid?" Dib ate the rest of his slice in silence.
"They're all SWOLLEN to accomadate you big head. Duh," the girl replied.
Dib ate the rest if his pizza slice in silence.
He hadn't communicated with them in a while. Swollen Eyeballs...
***At the Earthen base of ZIM!
"GIR, you did a good thing out there, getting MeMi destroyed, and accompanying your master into
those spooky new lands! I congratulate you! You may not be advanced, or even really understand
me, but-- AGH! GIR!! Let me go, GIR!! AHHHHHH!!!"
"I luvs you too, Masterrr!! Destroying's fun! It was all smoky-like!! Chickens were following!!"
"GIR!! C'mon! Let me goooo!!!"
***Center City Park
Tak sighed. "It'll take hours to get all these pieces... Punk Humans..."
A man who was doing a daily jog wrinkled his nose at Tak's dark, studded attire and make-up
slathered appearance. "Punk teenagers..."
Tenn sat close by, hugging her knees and rocking back and forth in an insane sort of way.
"I'll get him someday..."
***The base of Faust
"Compy! Really!! Let me in!! Faust! FAUUUUST!! I NEED SHELTER!! I'm HOMELESS!!!"
Fausta kept shouting at the two from outside the front yard until she passed out on the ground
from lack of sleep.
No one important really slept well that day, or should I say, night.
Not Dib, with depression at losing the valuable tape, and his nightmares of invading aliens.
Not Zim, with GIR latched around his ankles, to express his love for his master.
GIR, doesn't really sleep, does he? He does...? Well, okay. HE did sleep well.
Not Tak, who had to spend all evening and night searching for all of MeMi's parts.
Not Tenn, who didn't sleep at all that night, and just sat rocking back and forth, mumbling
threats to Zim, who did not hear her.
Not Fausta, who snoozed upon rough pavement, dreaming about a poltergeist Lil trying to kill
her, and waking up whenever wandering hobos tripped over her.
Nor Lil, who DID acquire an afterlife, and wandered aimlessly about, searching for ...something..
anything... to remember.
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pureVENOM: Well, how'd ya like? Meooow!!
Da Lesson o' This Chapter: Insane Irkens don't need to sleep if they can rock back and forth,
growling threats.
newest PS2 game. It's very scary. I've been avoiding playing it recently.
Eh, just read and enjoy, I guess.
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Chapter Twenty: Underworld DOOM Part 2- Unrest
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Zim let out a strangled sound as a crazed Invader Tenn hit him with a few laser blasts. Ouch.
"ARGH! I AM ZIM!! WHO DARES!?!" Zim looked and saw Tenn. "H-huh!!? Ah, Invader Tenn!! Eh...
Good day to you, Soldier!! Please, leave me alone!"
Tenn's left eye twitched. She began giggling, then laughing, then laughing hysterically. o.0;;
She then stopped abruptly and scowled, pulling back the trigger on her laser which was pointed
at Zim's face.
A small boy chose that time however, to come running outta nowhere and smack into Tenn, making
her shot go wild.
The boy had a terrified look in his eye, and he was snow-pale, either natur--eh, super-naturally
or from fear. "green-lady! please, you have to help me!!"
But Tenn in fury, shrieked and shoved the child away.
A lavender-skinned woman in black and garnet armor with battish leathery wings swooped the kid
up. Moving quickly, that was really all anyone could tell.
The boy's screaming caught Dib's attention.
"Hey!! That kid's being abducted!! By a... flying,...thing!" Dib cried. "We have to save him!!"
Marcellus rose a brow. "Human-child, really, I truly don't think that we should--"
"I! AM! DIB!!"
Zim frowned, feeling that Dib stole his line.
Dib looked around quickly, and found a convenient Chicky Licky's Dirty Chicken grappling hook
toy in his pocket! He flung the hook out, and it wrapped itself about the soaring kidnapper's
ankles.
"AHH!! HEY!! I'm caught!! In a chicken beak!! ZARGHHH!!!" the winged lady declared, as she and
child plummeted to the ground.
A lot of people began to crowd around the unconscious two, but most were chased off by the
winged-one's friend, a lady who could be a mix of Dib's father, and the host of Mysterious
Mysteries if it wasn't for her two-colored hair. The right half was silver, while the other was
black. Her hair was LONG, and shaped lika thunderbolt! Like the Prof.!
She took up her long black robes and sashes and glared at Dib, the Wings, and the Irkens
in a reprehending way through her shiny goggles.
"How dare you hurt my friend, Aula!?"
Fausta was very scared. "I am SO dead. I don't wanna be here. Why AM I Here anyway?? I hate you
Dib."
Everyone was stiff and silent. Well, except for Marcellus, who's fallen asleep standing, from
exhaustion.
The goggled lady started. "Alright. Tourists." She sighed. "I'm Iunilla, the greatest necromaster
of all time." She looked over at Fausta who was trembling and shifting her eyes around in a
valde paranoid manner.
"Oh, you're not happy to see your hometown again, Wing??"
"Uh uh! I don't like the Underworld, and it don't like me!!" she answered.
"Hey, it's still your hometown! Visit it now and then!" Iunilla retorted.
"And get myself killed in the process!? It be dangerous down here! ESPECIALLY for Wings!!" Fausta
argued.
"Well, then you and your friends can stay at my place! HAH! Now you have no excuse!" said the
necromaster victoriously.
"Well-- ...What?? You actually want to HELP me? That's something new. Oh, and Dib, Zim, and Tenn
AREN'T my friends."
"Oh really? I think you four kids make sucha cute little group!" Iunilla beamed. "Well, Fausta--"
"AAHHHHHH!!!"
"Wh-"
"AHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
"What is it!?" Iunilla said in alarm, lowering her brows.
"How do you know my NAAAAMEEE!!?? It'sa seeecret!!"
"No it isn't, and I work at the Wingen cloning station here in subROMA. And there aren't too
many of you guys, so it's easy to keep track."
"Oh. Yeah, you're right. So very right."
Dib stepped forward. "Hello, Iunilla!" He shook her gloved hand. "Nevermind her! She's a little
insane! Please, tell me about yourself and your field!"
Anyway, this's the time that Aula and the kid wake up. Aula sees the Human who knocked her out,
and returns the favor with a kick from a taloned foot.
* Eleven minutes later--
Dib slowly opens his eyes to a dimly lit room. He's lying on a valde comfortable sofa. Ooh, all
plushie and silky. Well, what kind of furniture do ya expect from one of the most powerful,
nicest, intelligent, and popular redsidents of the Underworld?
"My...face...hurts."
Aula cringed. "Uh yeah. Sorry about that. I was a little mad at ya for making me crash into the
COBBLESTONE GROUND."
The boy who'd been shouting for help earlier had a collar about his neck, with a pendant that
read: 'SPECKLE'
"sigh. thanks for trying to help me, human," groaned the kid.
"Where am I?" Dib grimaced as he sat up and turned on his tape recorder.
"Where in the safest place in all the Underworld!" said Iunilla cheerily.
"Which still isn't saying much," mumbled Fausta. "But thanks, Iunilla. You sure are nice for a
Human."
"Thanks," said Iunilla genuinely, knowing that this was a compliment, however akward it was.
"Hey, who are you, anyway, ...Speckle?" asked Dib.
"my name's really dolorus. i'm a vampire, the last one, too. i'm surprised to see a human
attempting to help me, a vamp--"
"A VAMPIRE!!???" Dib cried, making everyone look at him.
Dolorus just put on a crestfallen expression.
"Hey, that was mean," Marcellus commented.
"When can I get outta here??" complained Fausta. "I'll be killed! Some grudgy monster'll come up
with a straw, stick it in my face, and SUCK MY HEAD DRY!!!"
"You're just being stupidly paranoid," came Tak's voice.
"HUH!? What are YOU doing in here!?" growled Zim.
"MeMi and I were seen. The security in here's insane. Literally." She shrugged. "So I ran into
here." She offed her disguise while MeMi held the door closed.
"Oh great. Now only ONE MORE person needs to find us..." Fausta groaned.
"I saw her being chased off by a mob of Underworlders. Heh. You're lucky, I guess." Tak narrowed
her purple eyes and sat herself down.
"YOU!!!" Zim continued. "I will NOT succumb to your evil schemes!! Your cursed--"
"Zim, stop screaming. Or you'll soon be missing very important screaming organs," warned
Marcellus.
Zim shut himself up.
** Meanwhile--
Lilith scowled darkly, as she pressed herself tightly against the stucco wall of some random
residental building. She breathed rapidly, since she'd just been running several miles top
speed, non-stop. -_-;;;
Why did the lousy ship have to be defective, and make her turn back to Earth? Of course, at
overhearing the Dib and Fausta's conversation, she HAD to go and try to track the girl down.
Yargh. This stinkiths.
The Steel Wing hopped back out and hurled a duo of Cherry Bombs. BLAO! They offed a few of her
pursuers, but--
She staggered to the ground as a rain of bullets showered upon her. They only hit her armor,
but the force knocked her windless and to the ground.
A stream of air kept Lilith down. It was like a ton of bricks weighing down on her shoulder,
arms, and stomach, but... not. It was a wispy wind.
The aeromancer performing the spell grinned and slapped hands with one of the gunners.
"Good work, buddy."
"Anything to get rid of those disgusting Wings."
"Of course."
Lil gave an evil eye to her Wing-hating attackers and their automatic weapons. "What a lovely
bunch of hating little fools."
The gunner only aimed his piece at Lilith's face.
"You'd all look even better with your flesh torn and burnt like your comrades up there," growled
the captive Wing.
The gunner frowned and tightened his trigger finger, while comrades closed in, in the background.
"FILTH! You disGUST me!!" she continued.
Someone in the background stepped forward indignantly. "At least WE don't conquer people or kill
for money and soda!!"
"What!" Steel Wing Lilith spat. (not literally) "I don't oppress others! And who SAYS it's about
MONEY!? You're all just as sightless as you were before!! Pathetic Humans with your boomy guns!!
Disgracing the name of our metals by maiming them into those wretched weapons' forms!! You're
all your own deaths! Your very existence SHALL result in your destruction! Don't you see the
beauty of it!? It doesn't MATTER if I'M eliminated! You're all going to DIE!!"
The gun goes off shortly after that disturbing speech from the Wing Mercenary. However, unknown
to the Wing-hunters, Lilith had achieved possesion of some powerful explosives while up in
Marcellus's lab, and she had a claw on the detonator hidden in her large sleeves.
* Now, up at the Cloning Factory
Fausta's eyes widened to humongo basketballs for a second. "EEKK!! What wazzat!?!" she hissed,
referring to the huge explosion they all just heard.
"They're attacking!! MEEEEE!!!"
:/ Iunilla picked up the quivering girl by the collar, and tossed her into a large room with a
TV and video game console.
"Here. Just rot your mind with some gaming until you relax, Fausta."
O.O;;;;; "NOOOOOO!!! DON'T LEAVE!! THEY'LL GET ME!!!" She began to run for the entrance, but a
heavy loud thing thrown in after her caused her to tumble over backwards.
The necromaster shut the door and locked it. She sighed in relief, being rid of the overly-
paranoid girl, and the crazy alien.
Fausta and Tenn's loud/angry shouts could be heard rather well behind the thick door, and there
was much kicking, and punching, and striking of the door.
Zim grinned and chuckled to himself. He looked out one of the many round, bubble-like windows,
upon the view outside. The weirdos out there... They looked like.. the picture of demons that
the computer had shown him so many years ago. It had made the educated guess that demons were
the founders of the alien-fighting FBI.
"Aula-beast! You claim to be a 'DAEmon', correct?"
"Yeah..." she responded, flicking her pointy ears in boredom.
"Then YOUR people must've created the ...FBI!!"
"..What...?" she asked, nonchalantly, not understanding.
"TELL ME~!!! WHY!?!?"
"Oh, shut-up. You're crazy."
"YOU'RE in DENIAL!!!"
"You're loony."
"You're LYING!!!"
"Quiet, already! You're one cuckoo alien, I tells ya!!" (It's AMAZING how many ways you can say
crazy, ain't it??)
"NEVERRRRR!!!! WHAT HAVE YOU AGAINST THE IRKENS!?!"
"Nothing! You deranged, mad, daft LUNATIC!"
Dib was talking excitedly as ususal. "Oh wow, Zim's idiotically starting up an argument with the
daemon Aula, and they've just gotten rid of one of the ALIENS, and the wingy invader. Now, I'm
about to speak to a necromaste--"
Iunilla gave a lowered eyebrow aw-man-why-me? look. "Human, you aren't going to ask me and my
friend a million questions now, are you?"
Dib blinked. ".... Well... Not a MILLION.."
"..."
"Please??"
"huh... human, really. this isn't a place for tourists," warned the little vampire kiddie. "you
wanna learn about the Underworld, go read that one big book the marcellus-wing wrote about this
place."
Dib shot a glance to Marcellus, who gave a sheepish expression back.
"You wrote a big BOOK about the Underworld and you didn't TELL me??!?"
"Um.. You didn't ask...?"
Dib smacked his forehead. "Alright. No problem. Then I'll just ask for the book and study it over
this summer vacation. Yes! This's great! Um.. Okay, the daemon looks like she wants to say
something."
Aula frowned. " 'Nilla..! These kid-things are disturbing and weird! Can I toss them with the
Onyx Wing until they all decide to leave??"
"Sure. Go ahead," was the reply. "But then, I don't see why you like that little vampire so
much."
"He's my wittle Speckle!!" cried the daemon Aula, and she huggled Dolor after forcing Zim, Dib,
and Tak into the room with Fausta and Tenn.
--In the little room
Tak scowled in the corner farthest away from everybody, her arms crossed, and her antennae
twitching in her irritation of being shoved into confinement with a bunch of MORONS.
"I didn't DO ANYTHING to be thrown in here with you FOOLS."
"Huh, you became involved with Zim, the bringer of doom," corrected Fausta.
"Yes, I AM ZIIM!!!"
"Quiet," Tenn growled. Her red eyes almost glowed scarily with wrath.
"Eh.. eh...! ZIM does not DESERVE to be mewed up in this chamber!!" the male Irken said,
nervously.
Fausta glowered at the only Human in the room. "You know, we'll be free to leave once DIB wants
to go..."
"Heheh.." Dib tried to ignore that last line. He rewinded his tape partway and began to listen
to its information.
"Um, how about we MAKE the Dib want to leave?" suggested Zim, trying to hide his fear.
"And pass up this PERFECT opportunity to destroy YOU, Zim? Nowhere to run, and nowhere to hide?
You must be KIDDING!!!" Tenn looked very un-sane.
"Somehow, I don't feel safe around you Irkens." Fausta sat in a semi-curled up position on the
foot of a bed, with her knees drawn up to her chin. Her eyes scanned the room warily.
There were pictures of the small vampire boy, and the name 'SPECKLE' written on them all over
the walls. This room must be his, she thought, and looked over the people.
There was Tenn, Tak, Zim, and Dib, all doing their own thing for the moment.
Tak was still fuming in the corner, indignantly.
Zim was seated on the far end of a small sofa, watching his enemies carefully, while twiddling
his thumbs.
Dib was still listening over his tape. He seemed the only happy one in the room.
Tenn... well, she was insane, and crouched by a GameSlaveMaster IV which was hooked up to a TV.
Mmmm... video game....
Fausta slowly stood up, hopped off the bed, and walked toward the game console in a very
zombieish manner. "Mmm... Game..."
"How can you even THINK about ELECTRONIC ENTERTAINMENT at the moment, Wing-beast!?" questioned
Zim, disbelieveing.
"But, but...! I hafta see what GAME'S in there!!" the Onyx Wing tried to explain. "I NEED TO!!!"
She flipped on the TV and console, and pressed the CD eject button.
"Ooooohh...."
She picked up the CD to see...
"What is 'FATAL FRAME'?" demanded Zim loudly, now right behind Fausta.
"AGH! Don't sneak up on me like that! Or you shall SUFFER!! Suffer HORRIBLE SUFFERING!!" Fausta
warned.
"Hah! You got that line from the Dib's sibling!" mocked Zim.
"Silence! I've heard great things about this game! I MUST PLAAAAY!!"
She turned to Dib. "Human, take all the time you need. Preferably a few hours."
"What? It won't take me THAT long to kill Zim," said a grumpy Tak, narrowing her purple eyes.
Dib finally looked up from his tape recorder. "What's holding you back, anyway? Why not get
rid of Zim now?"
"HEY!!" screeched the male Irken.
"I'll deal with him. I've got plenty of time."
"I wanna watch TV!!" cried a happy, high-pitched voice.
Everybody perked their ears. What!? Who could THAT be!?
"Hehe!! TV is my friend! It knows things! And Kil's my friend too!"
That could only be... GIR!! But where!?
Tak looked down at her feet. Her MeMi was still in cat-form, but now he was standing on two feet,
and his oculars were bright green.
"Wh-what!? MeMi!! What's wrong with you!?!" the Irken cried.
Could the moron Zim and his idiot SIR have done something to her MeMi again?
"Aww! My name's not MeMi! Neither is Jkjasugfuagjh!!"
"Wh...?"
"I'm GIR! No forgetting!!" The cat-bot shook itself, causing its black outer metal plates to
fall, clanking to the floor, revealing none other than GIR.
"But HOW?" Tak demanded.
"It'sa secret!"
"No, it isn't, GIR. I command you to tell me!" Tak continued.
"GIR says 'say pretty please!' " GIR crooned.
" 'Pretty please'," Tak complied without difficulty, unlike Zim would've done in the same
position. It just showed that she was a better invader, and Irken in general. Mwa hah!
"Okie dokie!!! Well... It alllll started out a LONG time ago! Before the flowers opened, and
dinosaurs! Because I'm OLD! I'm THIS many years old!" GIR started to hold up his finger, but
found that he had not enough, and forgot about it. "And then.."
Tak's already scowling face fell. "..."
"...the mongooses danced and were happy. But the mongeese didn't WANT the pomegranate!! Then
we beated allll the broccoli with spoons."
"Please, can you get to the part where you dress up like MeMi, GIR?" asked the purple-eyed Irken.
"Um, yes!!"
Now, the screen goes into this flashback.
We can see Tak and MeMi running to Center City Park. GIR is sucking on a chocolate-bubblegum
Brainfreezy and watching people run.
"Hehe. They're running."
When he realized that he KNEW these people, he began to run too! Squirrels scrambled in the way,
to hinder GIR's path, but he just ran through them, and eating the ones that jumped on him!
Nothing would stop him from saying... 'HIIIIII!!!' to the weird Irken girl and her nice cat!
Now, while Tak was busy focusing on getting to the Underworld first, her SIR noted faint, squeeky
footsteps in hot pursuit of them. The SIR spun round, completely stopping its speedy run.
GIR smiled. "OooOOOohh!! Cat, cat!!"
MeMi glared at the oncoming green puppy, and prepared to leap up and slash him to scrap metal,
when... 'THUNnnn!!!' was sort of the sound made when a kid playing in the park hit a homerun...
right into MeMi.
The SIR blew up into pieces without any cry.
GIR looked about at the black metal raining down around him. "Aww... MeMi flew back to his
homeplanet... He left his clothes for me!! ..."
GIR thought about that. "HehEHHEHE!!! MeMi's NAKED now!!!" He began to quickly pick up the pieces
and looked at his green dog costume.
"I'sa gonna be a cat now!!"
Back to our story.
Tak clenched her fist. "Argh!! Filthy dirt-children!!! Throwing explosive balls at my SIR!! Now
I'll have to go out and salvage MeMi's chips."
"Your SIR had... CHIPS??" asked the puppy dog-bot in awe.
"Not the kind YOU'RE thinking about."
"Oh..." He looked sad, but then perked up. "Master!!" He ran to Zim, hugged him, and then ran to
Fausta's side. "I'm gonna watch you!!"
"Oh joy!" said the Wing in reply, rather sarcastically. She started up the game, snatched up the
controller, and plopped down some two feet from the TV screen.
"Can I play toooooo???"
"GIR, it's a one-player game."
There began sniffing sounds, and GIR's eyes became all teary.
o.-; "Eh..." She got up, grabbed the second player controller, and handed it to the robot.
"Here. You can be the good guy!" she said happily.
GIR seemed to not realize that his pressing of buttons did not affect anything in the game.
But... Wow. It was fun.
Anyway, while GIR was explaining to Tak how he looked like the MeMi cat, Tenn had gone totally
berserk, and became engaged in a viscious fight with Zim.
Zim used his little sanity, however, to his advantage, and managed to outmanuver Tenn, and
eventually win the battle.
Now, he watched the TV screen with interest.
After a rather dull intro to the game, Zim was BORED. He was about to use his mech legs to make
the Dib want to leave, so that they could all leave, when he sensed ...fear.
He turned to look at Fausta, who was gritting her fangy teeth, and moving her eyes wildly about
the TV screen.
Hah! What a laugh! How could the Wing be so taken by that pathetic Earthen game? Earth-things are
soooo.... not-good. He looked at the TV screen.
"AHHHHHHH!!! HALLOWEENIES!!!!!"
His scream was so loud it, made Dib drop his tape recorder, and Fausta drop the controller. Tak
just rolled her eyes. GIR cheered.
Dib began screaming now too, because now his tape and tape recorder were broken. "All my work..!"
And Fausta was screaming. "NOOO!!! PAUSE! PAUSE!!!" She grabbed the controller as quickly as
possible, pressed start, and death-glared Zim.
"What's WITH you!?!?? You'll make me lose!! So SHUT-up!!"
"The Halloweenies!!" Zim persisted. "The ones after my DEE-lishous meats!! GHOSTIES!! They're
conspiring to get me!! Me and my wonderful Irken FLESH!!"
"It's JUST a game Zim, and your STUPID screaming ruined my equipment!!" Dib cried. "I'll just
have to come back here another time..."
Everyone seemed to sweatdrop at this.
"Hey, wow. Those graphics are GREAT," said Dib, looking at the TV carefully. "That ghost looks
REAL. And the sound is top-notch too."
"Yeah." Fausta aimed her character's weapon, which by the way, happens to be an antique camera,
at a ghost, but was too slow. After a few shots, the ghost had disappeared.
No, wait! It turned invisible!! I can kinda see it!!! AW, STYX!! It's getting CLOSER!! AHHHHH!!!
Fausta gasped when the normally really slow ghost suddenly rushed up and grabbed her.
"NOOOOOOOOOO!!!! AHHHHHH!!!!!"
"Hah! Fool-beast! Zim shall triumph over this Halloweenie, where you cannot!!"
"I CAN beat him, Zim! Be quiet!" The alien's accusations were making her distracted and nervous.
"AHHHHHHH!!!! GET AWAY!! GET AWAYYYY!!!! WHY DON'T THEY LET ME ESCAPE!?!"
Her character was running all over the TV screen, the ghost following, and moaning painfully
about ropes and kimonos, and pleading for help.
Zim watched as Fausta made her character run for the door, but a message came up, saying the door
was sealed shut by some force.
"Oooh! This game's SPOOKY!" said GIR.
"Spooky like a zombie, GIR. Spooky like a zombie..." said Tak.
"Huh, Zim shall defeat the ghostie!" And he grabbed the first player controller from Fausta.
"You DARE!!" she growled. "You don't even know the buttons!!"
"SILENCE!!" Zim mashed the buttons randomly, wasting film. But, since Fausta had almost beaten
the ghost...
"HAHAH!! SUCCESSSSS!!! The game claims that I have DRIVEN the ghost!! HAH!"
"Zim, you fool!! You've just sealed Miku's (the main character) fate!! You've used up ALL the
camera film!! Now I can't fight!! TWO pieces of film left, ZIM!! TWO!! YOU MOROOONNNN!!!!"
Zim looked scared. "Uh...uh, well! I can fix that!!"
Suddenly, the door to the room opened, making cool air swish over everyone.
Iunilla stepped inside. "Well, apparently, you're not as safe as I'd thought, Fausta. That
big bang outside you all heard a while ago was the sound of explosives, which killed a Wing
Mercenary, eight Humans, and collapsed three houses."
GIR did not really understand the word 'killed', but he figured it was something bad. He got all
droopy-looking.
"Wing Mercenary!?" Fausta brightened, dropping the controller.
"Should this really be something you should be happy about, Fausta?" asked Marcellus from outside
the room.
"Of COURSE!! That WING who was killed was LILITH!! Oh YEAAAAHH!!" She pumped her fist in the air
and hugged GIR tightly.
"Yaaaay!! Kil-Fausta-person loves me!!"
Zim and Dib were pretty shocked.
Dead. Wow. The last time they'd seen the fierce Wing, she'd been so... dangerous and ..well,
ALIVE. It was like they'd just looked away for a second, and she died.
Still, it didn't make much of an impact on Zim. Dib, however, seemed slightly fazed.
Tak, she didn't even know Lilith, so she couldn't care less. And Tenn was still unconscious, but
she didn't know Lil either.
"Well, you shouldn't celebrate so soon," said Aula, who poked her head in with a grin.
"What do you mean?"
"You know, ghost springings have raised by thirty four percent since last year! ...Which means
anyone who dies now has a good eighty-seven percent chance of becoming a ghost!!" the daemon
asnwered.
"Just think!! She's gonna haunt you for the rest of your life! Which may not be too long, if she
turns out as a poltergeist!"
Iunilla smacked her friend's shoulder. "Stop scaring her!" She turned to the young Wing. "Don't
worry. With her cause of death, there's most probably been a lot of mind damage, and when she
turns into a ghost, she won't even remember you."
"Unless she turns out to be lucky, and still have her memories! Then you're SO-- Ow!! 'Nilla!"
"I said stop!"
"Dib, we're OUTTA here!" growled Fausta.
"Hey, no complaints there," replied the Human.
"And DON'T even try anything. If I die, YOU die too," she added.
"Of course."
Zim had a very huffy look. He was ordering GIR to sit quietly at his side.
Tak smiled thinly. "What a day, hm?" She activated her Human disguise hologram.
It looked like a girl with blue-dyed, chin length hair, and so much make-up on, it was
surprising she didn't drown in it, as usual. There were platinum-looking rings and chains added,
and some silver studs along her black clothing. Tak really paid attention to detail.
In any case, she slid a single mech leg out. (A Human with a mech leg would look interesting.)
And prepared to drive it into Zim's stupid head.
Marcellus slapped something onto Tak's back. "No fighting. Look at what you've already done
to that poor lady there!" He pointed at KO'ed Tenn.
"But I didn't d--"
"That device I put on your backpod will disable it for a few hours."
"But it was ZI--"
"Uh-uh-uh-uh!! We're all leaving now. It's getting dangerous here," said Marcellus in a good
fatherly way.
**About a half an hour later-- the Dib house
"...so we all get out of the Underworld safely, but Zim's still alive, and I lost all my notes
in the tape. I'll go back there with more equipment alone next time. And I'll be more careful."
Gaz groaned. "Okay, we listened to your dumb story. Can you be quiet now? Your eyes are stupid."
She took a big bite out of her pizza slice.
"My thoughts exactly," added Aunt Niv, sipping some Cherry Poop.
"..How can my eyes be stupid?" Dib ate the rest of his slice in silence.
"They're all SWOLLEN to accomadate you big head. Duh," the girl replied.
Dib ate the rest if his pizza slice in silence.
He hadn't communicated with them in a while. Swollen Eyeballs...
***At the Earthen base of ZIM!
"GIR, you did a good thing out there, getting MeMi destroyed, and accompanying your master into
those spooky new lands! I congratulate you! You may not be advanced, or even really understand
me, but-- AGH! GIR!! Let me go, GIR!! AHHHHHH!!!"
"I luvs you too, Masterrr!! Destroying's fun! It was all smoky-like!! Chickens were following!!"
"GIR!! C'mon! Let me goooo!!!"
***Center City Park
Tak sighed. "It'll take hours to get all these pieces... Punk Humans..."
A man who was doing a daily jog wrinkled his nose at Tak's dark, studded attire and make-up
slathered appearance. "Punk teenagers..."
Tenn sat close by, hugging her knees and rocking back and forth in an insane sort of way.
"I'll get him someday..."
***The base of Faust
"Compy! Really!! Let me in!! Faust! FAUUUUST!! I NEED SHELTER!! I'm HOMELESS!!!"
Fausta kept shouting at the two from outside the front yard until she passed out on the ground
from lack of sleep.
No one important really slept well that day, or should I say, night.
Not Dib, with depression at losing the valuable tape, and his nightmares of invading aliens.
Not Zim, with GIR latched around his ankles, to express his love for his master.
GIR, doesn't really sleep, does he? He does...? Well, okay. HE did sleep well.
Not Tak, who had to spend all evening and night searching for all of MeMi's parts.
Not Tenn, who didn't sleep at all that night, and just sat rocking back and forth, mumbling
threats to Zim, who did not hear her.
Not Fausta, who snoozed upon rough pavement, dreaming about a poltergeist Lil trying to kill
her, and waking up whenever wandering hobos tripped over her.
Nor Lil, who DID acquire an afterlife, and wandered aimlessly about, searching for ...something..
anything... to remember.
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pureVENOM: Well, how'd ya like? Meooow!!
Da Lesson o' This Chapter: Insane Irkens don't need to sleep if they can rock back and forth,
growling threats.