Rain-Soaked Slave
C4: Shots
[Disclaimer: Jhonen V. owns "Invader Zim." I own whatever I write/create. Don't steal and don't sue.]
Gaz stood on the stairs, frozen for a long few moments. She felt deadened, and then started down the stairs. Dib made no move, his eyes on Ian. Ian, however, was not moving. Her eyes were closed, her body semi-curled in a fetal position. Gaz knelt down slowly and reached to touch Ian's shoulder. Her hand shook violently and she found she couldn't touch Ian.
"Dib?" she whispered, "Why did you do that?"
"Get away from her, Gaz." Dib replied.
"Why did you do that?" Gaz asked again.
"Because I had to."
"Dammit, Dib!" Gaz stood and shouted, "What the hell is wrong with you?"
"She isn't normal, Gaz!"
"You think I care? She was more normal than you ever were!"
"Get away from her!"
"NO!"
BANG!
Gaz was stunned again. What little time was left for her was slowing down. She stared at the bullet as it drew closer to her. That didn't seem good.
Gaz waited patiently for the bullet to hit her in the chest. She felt something pull her backwards and a hand reached out in front of her chest. The bullet stopped with a 'THUNK' in the hand.
"Well you smarmy little jerk." a voice said, "First you shoot me right in the head, and then you try to shoot your sister?" Gaz turned her head to look up and found Ian.
"Ian?" Gaz was relieved, confused, and happy all at that moment, "But, how?" Ian grinned and reached to the back of her head. After a second, she extended her hand for both the humans to see. There, in her hand, were the two bullets that Dib had shot. Both were still in the traditional bullet shape, and completely clean. There was no blood, and Ian had no wounds.
"Come now, Dib." Ian chuckled, "I would have expected more than a simple pistol from you."
"I didn't have the money for anything else." Dib spat viciously, "But it has a good stun factor." He fired again, hitting Ian smack in the forehead. Her head fell back, but snapped to attention almost immediately. The bullet was frozen against her skin, and it floated away to land in her hand along with the others.
"I wouldn't say so." Ian laughed aloud, "What a piece of junk!" She flicked the bullets back, one by one, and just as fast as they would fire from a gun. They shattered the handgun unto the point where Dib was holding the handle.
"Want to try and stab me with that thing?" Dib threw the handle to the floor, cursing under his breath. Ian grinned wickedly, scooping Gaz up in her arms.
"Let go of my sister." Dib hissed. Ian looked to the girl in her arms, and Gaz was unresponsive save one motion: she gripped Ian's shirt with all her might.
"She doesn't want to go with you. I think she wants to stay with me."
"Let her go!" Dib shouted. He ran forwards, his fists ready to punch. Ian looked up from Gaz to glare at Dib. He was frozen, pushed back, and then thrown against the door. The hinges broke cleanly off and Dib landed on the muddy ground with a heavy thud.
"I hope to see you again soon, Dib." Ian walked outside and grinned at the boy, "Until we do meet again, I advise you look to the skies." She walked calmly to her car and drove away. Dib just screamed in rage.
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"Master, there's an angry-looking guy standing on the porch."
"What? Why haven't the gnomes gotten rid of him?"
"I think he smashed 'em. I think it's Dib."
"Oh, great." Zim stood from the kitchen table and walked to the door. He had somehow managed to grow to five and a half feet in his time on Earth, and the need for a box to look out the peephole was gone. It was indeed Dib who stood on his porch, and he was glaring angrily at the door. He looked soaked and muddy.
"What do you want, meat-bag?" Zim made sure that the door was chained before he opened it slightly to speak.
"Is there any reason for something to be up in the sky right now?" Dib asked in a low voice.
"Eh?"
"Is there any kind of ship coming towards Earth?" Dib asked again, "Any kind, any race coming here? I have to know."
"And why should I tell you?" Zim shot back.
"Because this may be something that could destroy both of us."
Zim was about to reply, but then he thought. Dib had no camera on him—no equipment to try and prove Zim was an alien. He reconsidered.
"What is this about?" Zim asked.
"There's another alien on this planet."
"Is Tak back?" Zim was spooked.
"No. A woman named Ian. Bullets can't stop her. I don't know where the hell she's from, but she's brainwashing my sister. She told me she's an alien, but I don't know what she is."
"Ian?" Zim looked down, trying to call up a memory, "That name sounds familiar. GIR! Go check the computer for a person named Ian that doesn't live on Earth!" Zim closed the door for but a moment and opened it fully, letting Dib in.
"If you want my help, don't get any water on me." Zim started walking off, heading towards a wall, "And don't start insulting me."
"As long as you don't insult me." Dib replied, crossing his arms, "A semi-truce, OK?"
"Fine." Zim replied, "Now come on." They stood silently in the elevator down to Zim's computer banks where GIR had gone just a few minutes before. When they arrived at the right level with a ding, they found GIR lying on the floor, shaking.
"GIR?" Zim raised a brow, "What did you find?" GIR pointed a metallic finger at the screen before resigning himself to his shaking. Zim read the screen as Dib did, but Zim's eyes grew wide in terror. His knees shook and he fell to the floor. He stared down at the floor, his contacts falling out from his lack of blinks.
"Oh, crap." Zim muttered, "Oh, geez. We're all dead."
"What?" Dib questioned, "What is it?"
"She's the Ionic Master…"
—to be continued—