Disclaimer: I still don't own Zim. But I do own the happiness that I feel inside knowing that the new episodes are on!
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Chapter Two: Recreating A Virus
Breathing heavily, I stood outside Zim's house, just out of range of the lawn gnomes. Across the yard and underneath the house, Zim would have just made it home with the virus. I knew he had it from the malicious glint in his eyes when I encountered him after he returned from the field trip.
I had returned home after seeing him to prepare to sneak in. There was an emergency back-up plan I had been saving for an event such as this. Zim had failed to cover up the blind spot in the gnomes, even after I had unwillingly revealed the information. Now that would come in handy, especially if I was able to stop his evil.
Zipping up Dad's old cloaking jacket, I controlled my breathing and stepped forward into the alien's lawn. Tracing the steps that I had practiced inside my head, the ones I had used before for so many other hopeful plans, I snuck through to Zim's house unnoticed. When I safely reached the window, I peered through to see the robot, like usual, watching the television intently.
Silently, I slipped the window open and gained access to Zim's home. As I pulled myself through, I took extra care to not attract the attention of the robot, though it probably wouldn't matter if he realized that I was there. He took a glance at me as I walked in front of him across the room, but after noting my presence went back to staring brainlessly at the Scary Monkey Show.
Entering the kitchen, I dully noted the toilet that lay behind the table. Zim was misinformed about most human things, but it was only more proof of his true alieness. "Come on, there has to be an entrance to his lab somewhere in here!"
That's when the tall garbage can by the side of the counter caught my eye. It had a soft blue, unnatural glow to it that just screamed alien. Hoping it was an entrance, I pried open the lid and eagerly looked inside. Just as I thought, there was a pipe in the bottom that twisted out of sight after several feet.
"Here goes nothing." Holding my breath, I jumped up into the garbage can and went on the wildest ride ever. It was scarier than any roller coaster invented by man, with more loops and turns than a intricate knot.
After several minutes of trying to stifle the screams arrising in the back of my throat, I finally shot out the bottom, flying a few feet and coming to my destination in front of a large, round piece of floor. Curiously, I stepped onto it and was sent on another wild ride.
It was a rush, the platform sailed through the lab faster than a race car; and there was nothing to hold onto! The gravity on it would stop me from falling off, but I still couldn't shake the feeling that I would fly away.
When it stopped, I was in yet another part of the lab. Dizzily, I hopped off it and tried to figure out where Zim would be. It shouldn't be too hard, but I just had to make sure he didn't find me first.
Suddenly, the loud maniacal laugh of Zim's floated into my ears. It was a laugh that I heard often enough, but would never get used to. It filled me with such a rage that I wanted to strangle him, to take out all my rage on his awful green body.
Control yourself, Dib. I told myself, trying to be crafty so he wouldn't discover me. You're not here to kill him, just find out what he's going to do with the virus. That was when I spotted him, as I turned a corner, sitting in front of the control panel of his main computer.
Two thick, black gloves were on his hands, wires running from them to the computer. As I watched, the image on the display screen showed a close-up image of the virus, with little hands working the same way that Zim's hands did.
"So, he must be altering the virus! Then he's going to release it on the Earth! Everyone's doomed!" After stating that to myself, I fell silent. The computer had begun to talk in a deep, computerized voice.
"The virus has been correctly altered. Incubation time has been reduced to: one hour. Time until death has been reduced to: one day. Mortality rate has been increased to: one-hundred percent." It said. "Would you like to try it on sample cells?"
"Ooh, yes. Copy the virus and insert it into the test Dib cells." Zim commanded, but I sank to the floor at his words. There was no way he could know I was there, but how else would he have my cells? Did he just keep a sample of everyone around to expirement on when the need arose?
"The virus has been inserted. Test result shall be displayed." I tried to fight the urge to watch what happened, but my curiousity overtook me. Peering around the corner again, I saw my cells up on the screen and the virus spreading inside it. As was normal with a virus, the cells were tricked into creating copies. Disparingly, I watched as more and more of the copies were created and soon one of my cells burst, releasing a wave of the little viruses out everywhere. Involuntarily, I shuddered.
"Create more copies. Soon enough shall be created and I shall rule the world with the disease... thing." Zim began to laugh again and I once again felt the urge to do something. Before I knew what was going on, I had jumped up and yelled a taunt at Zim.
"Get the Dib human!" Zim screamed angrily once I came back to myself. Seeing huge mechanical arms lunging for me, I turned and fled.
However, there was no way to outrun them. I didn't know my way around and was soon lost in the the mess of wire and machines, with the arms still on my tail. Without warning, I rounded a pile of boxes to find myself face to face with Zim. He blocked me and allowed one arm to snatch me off the ground.
"So, you thought you could sneak in here and stop my most amazing plan ever, did you?" He laughed a little. "Stupid, foolish human! You'll never stop me! Now, prepare to feel the wrath of Zim! Next week, my virus shall be released upon all humans! Even you shall be helpless to stop me!" He burst out into his evil laughs once again, stopping for a few seconds to leave a simple order: "Toss him outside. He won't be bothering me soon enough."
As a perfect ending to the day, I was sent on yet another ride through the lab. Eventually, I was tossed into a long, tunnel only to be launched out of the house and fly across the street. From there, I dusted myself off and ran home to explain everything to my dad.
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There you go, chapter two. Hopefully, chapter three will be up sooner.