Hey everybody... Here I am with chapter 4..... Hopefully it ain't
crappy..... 0.o;; ^_^; Well, I am a bit sad because one of my best friends
hates me... I sure hope she don't hate me for long... Cause she is one of
my bestest best friends. *sigh* Anyways, here's ch 4... Hope it ain't
that stupid ^_^; P.S. Thanks everybody for reviewing ch 3!!
Zim the Homicidal Maniac, ch 4
by GothicAngel
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"Well, well, well," Zim said quietly as he calmly walked out of the dim light and into better view. He then started walking up to Dib, who, by the way, was still panting and out of breath.
"What do you...? What do you want Zim?" Dib asked, straitening up and trying to catch his breath.
Zim was now about ten feet from Dib. Slowly, he took a few more steps closer, kicking a pebble along the way. Smiling evilly as he approached.
Dib appeared to be a bit more nervous now. Backing up a few steps, he repeated, "What do you want?"
"Oh, I don't want anything," Zim said, gesturing with his right hand as he spoke. Laughing evilly, he then added, "Well, maybe there is just ONE thing..."
Dib noticed the bandage around Zim's hand. He gazed at it, trying to think of what might have happened.
Zim followed Dib's gaze down to his hand, "Oh. I had a little.... accident...." Zim said, smirking suspiciously.
"Wait, you said you wanted something...." Dib paused as Zim's evil grin darkened as he chuckled.
"Yes, there is one thing I want from you...." Zim said, reaching behind his back to touch a button on his pod. The pod opened and dropped the long, sharpened knife into his hand so that he was holding the handle; completely ready to attack at any moment.
Dib gulped, sweat condensing once more on his face and neck, his hair was already matted to his forehead. Unable to speak, he shot Zim a questioning look.
Once again taking a few steps closer to Dib, and keeping his arm behind his back, Zim finished his sentence, "...I want your life." He brought the knife in front of him so that it was clear to Dib that death was soon to come. Zim started to run towards Dib. The same look was on his face that he had given so many other people. It was that look of death.
With Zim only about five feet away now, Dib was terribly frightened and unsure of where to run. Looking to the left and then to the right, Dib spotted an alley leading to the main highway. He took off running. A second later, Dib heard a blade slicing through the air, and then a loud RIIIP! Glancing back, he noticed that about a foot of his trench coat had been cut.
'WHOA!' Dib thought as he continued running, 'Holy shit! He's really not kidding this time!'
There had been other times when Zim said he was going to kill Dib; although he had never kept his word. This time looked as if it were different.... This time, Zim was serious.
A loud crack of thunder rumbled through the air, and it started to sprinkle a little bit.
Dib started to run faster, his trench coat flapping behind him. Looking over his shoulder, he noticed that Zim was right behind him! Wow the alien could run fast! Then something popped into his head, 'Zim has those spider- legs too.... I bet if he uses those he could go even faster! Oh shit! I'm dead!' Looking back in front of him, Dib saw a pole to a street light right in front of him. Too close! Not enough time to turn or stop! And to make things worse, Zim was right behind him!
SMACK! Dib hit the pole hard, and fell to the ground.
"OOF!"
Struggling to catch his breath, Dib looked up into the sky. It had started sprinkling more heavily. Small raindrops had begun to form on his glasses. A flash of lightning cut through the sky, followed by a bang of thunder. Dib heard footsteps, and then a moment later, he saw Zim standing there, looking down at him, a small, amused smile on his face.
Chuckling, Zim knelt down, sitting on his toes, so he was looking strait into Dib's eyes. He could tell Dib was absolutely traumatized at this moment, so he decided to rub it in.
"What's the matter Dib? Is that the best you got? You can't even run two- hundred feet from me without crashing and falling. That's pathetic. You're a waste of a perfectly good human," Zim brought the knife to Dib's chest, trailing little designs on him. "You're always chasing me around, trying to capture me.... So now I think it's my turn...." Zim laughed maniacally.
Still trying to catch his breath, Dib was terrified. But trying to sound strong, he questioned Zim with a determined look, "What are you going to do to me?" His voice came out small and squeaky. Definitely the opposite of what he had expected.
"I'm not quite sure yet, Zim put a finger to his lip, obviously thinking. Then he added, "I'll let you know when I think of something. Well, MAYBE I'll let you know."
Dib shot Zim a glance that said, 'You're never going to get away with this.' Zim noticed the glance and shot back, in words, "Oh yeah? You think I won't get away with this? I would've gotten away with killing your sister too, BUT THE STUPID SKOOL PRINCIBLE CAUGHT ME!" Zim shouted at the top of his lungs, his death look returning to his face once more.
Dib's determined look turned back to terrified, and he managed to choke out, "I... I thought you were only going to beat her up!"
"Yes... that's what I expected you earth-monkeys to think..." Zim said.
Dib's look transformed to a look of pure rage, and he shouted at Zim, "IF YOU EVER EVEN TOUCH MY SISTER, I'LL..." he was cut off by Zim.
"HEY! I'LL DO WHATEVER I WANT TO! AND IF YOU'RE DEAD, YOU CAN'T STOP ME!" Zim yelled, pressing the knife down harder on Dib's chest, and smacking his glasses off his face.
Dib squealed in pain, terror, and anger, all at the same time.
It had started to rain heavily now, Dib and Zim were both drenched with water. Zim wasn't burning simply for the fact that he had invented a permanent antidote to his water problem. So he didn't have to worry about water burning him ever again.
Zim suddenly looked thoughtful, Laughing, his calm, yet threatening look returned to his face as he talked to Dib, "I think I just figured out what I'm going to do with you."
"....." Dib's silence told Zim that he was clueless. Smirking, Zim patted Dib on the shoulder and removed the knife.
"Stay right there," Zim said to Dib as he stood up and started walking away. Turning around, he threw in, "Move and I'll cut your throat!"
Dib didn't dare move as Zim got up and walked away. He heard the footsteps vanishing in the distance; only to hear them getting louder again.
Dib closed his eyes in fear of what Zim had planned. WHACK! He felt something heavy drop onto his head from above. And just before he was knocked unconscious, he could hear Zim's laughter fading in the distance.
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Well, that's it for now... It's Sunday and I have homework to do... So..... Bye bye! Review please! Thankies! P.S. I think this chapter really sucked..... So I need some help with ch 5..... Oh well... Hehe ^_^;;
Zim the Homicidal Maniac, ch 4
by GothicAngel
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"Well, well, well," Zim said quietly as he calmly walked out of the dim light and into better view. He then started walking up to Dib, who, by the way, was still panting and out of breath.
"What do you...? What do you want Zim?" Dib asked, straitening up and trying to catch his breath.
Zim was now about ten feet from Dib. Slowly, he took a few more steps closer, kicking a pebble along the way. Smiling evilly as he approached.
Dib appeared to be a bit more nervous now. Backing up a few steps, he repeated, "What do you want?"
"Oh, I don't want anything," Zim said, gesturing with his right hand as he spoke. Laughing evilly, he then added, "Well, maybe there is just ONE thing..."
Dib noticed the bandage around Zim's hand. He gazed at it, trying to think of what might have happened.
Zim followed Dib's gaze down to his hand, "Oh. I had a little.... accident...." Zim said, smirking suspiciously.
"Wait, you said you wanted something...." Dib paused as Zim's evil grin darkened as he chuckled.
"Yes, there is one thing I want from you...." Zim said, reaching behind his back to touch a button on his pod. The pod opened and dropped the long, sharpened knife into his hand so that he was holding the handle; completely ready to attack at any moment.
Dib gulped, sweat condensing once more on his face and neck, his hair was already matted to his forehead. Unable to speak, he shot Zim a questioning look.
Once again taking a few steps closer to Dib, and keeping his arm behind his back, Zim finished his sentence, "...I want your life." He brought the knife in front of him so that it was clear to Dib that death was soon to come. Zim started to run towards Dib. The same look was on his face that he had given so many other people. It was that look of death.
With Zim only about five feet away now, Dib was terribly frightened and unsure of where to run. Looking to the left and then to the right, Dib spotted an alley leading to the main highway. He took off running. A second later, Dib heard a blade slicing through the air, and then a loud RIIIP! Glancing back, he noticed that about a foot of his trench coat had been cut.
'WHOA!' Dib thought as he continued running, 'Holy shit! He's really not kidding this time!'
There had been other times when Zim said he was going to kill Dib; although he had never kept his word. This time looked as if it were different.... This time, Zim was serious.
A loud crack of thunder rumbled through the air, and it started to sprinkle a little bit.
Dib started to run faster, his trench coat flapping behind him. Looking over his shoulder, he noticed that Zim was right behind him! Wow the alien could run fast! Then something popped into his head, 'Zim has those spider- legs too.... I bet if he uses those he could go even faster! Oh shit! I'm dead!' Looking back in front of him, Dib saw a pole to a street light right in front of him. Too close! Not enough time to turn or stop! And to make things worse, Zim was right behind him!
SMACK! Dib hit the pole hard, and fell to the ground.
"OOF!"
Struggling to catch his breath, Dib looked up into the sky. It had started sprinkling more heavily. Small raindrops had begun to form on his glasses. A flash of lightning cut through the sky, followed by a bang of thunder. Dib heard footsteps, and then a moment later, he saw Zim standing there, looking down at him, a small, amused smile on his face.
Chuckling, Zim knelt down, sitting on his toes, so he was looking strait into Dib's eyes. He could tell Dib was absolutely traumatized at this moment, so he decided to rub it in.
"What's the matter Dib? Is that the best you got? You can't even run two- hundred feet from me without crashing and falling. That's pathetic. You're a waste of a perfectly good human," Zim brought the knife to Dib's chest, trailing little designs on him. "You're always chasing me around, trying to capture me.... So now I think it's my turn...." Zim laughed maniacally.
Still trying to catch his breath, Dib was terrified. But trying to sound strong, he questioned Zim with a determined look, "What are you going to do to me?" His voice came out small and squeaky. Definitely the opposite of what he had expected.
"I'm not quite sure yet, Zim put a finger to his lip, obviously thinking. Then he added, "I'll let you know when I think of something. Well, MAYBE I'll let you know."
Dib shot Zim a glance that said, 'You're never going to get away with this.' Zim noticed the glance and shot back, in words, "Oh yeah? You think I won't get away with this? I would've gotten away with killing your sister too, BUT THE STUPID SKOOL PRINCIBLE CAUGHT ME!" Zim shouted at the top of his lungs, his death look returning to his face once more.
Dib's determined look turned back to terrified, and he managed to choke out, "I... I thought you were only going to beat her up!"
"Yes... that's what I expected you earth-monkeys to think..." Zim said.
Dib's look transformed to a look of pure rage, and he shouted at Zim, "IF YOU EVER EVEN TOUCH MY SISTER, I'LL..." he was cut off by Zim.
"HEY! I'LL DO WHATEVER I WANT TO! AND IF YOU'RE DEAD, YOU CAN'T STOP ME!" Zim yelled, pressing the knife down harder on Dib's chest, and smacking his glasses off his face.
Dib squealed in pain, terror, and anger, all at the same time.
It had started to rain heavily now, Dib and Zim were both drenched with water. Zim wasn't burning simply for the fact that he had invented a permanent antidote to his water problem. So he didn't have to worry about water burning him ever again.
Zim suddenly looked thoughtful, Laughing, his calm, yet threatening look returned to his face as he talked to Dib, "I think I just figured out what I'm going to do with you."
"....." Dib's silence told Zim that he was clueless. Smirking, Zim patted Dib on the shoulder and removed the knife.
"Stay right there," Zim said to Dib as he stood up and started walking away. Turning around, he threw in, "Move and I'll cut your throat!"
Dib didn't dare move as Zim got up and walked away. He heard the footsteps vanishing in the distance; only to hear them getting louder again.
Dib closed his eyes in fear of what Zim had planned. WHACK! He felt something heavy drop onto his head from above. And just before he was knocked unconscious, he could hear Zim's laughter fading in the distance.
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Well, that's it for now... It's Sunday and I have homework to do... So..... Bye bye! Review please! Thankies! P.S. I think this chapter really sucked..... So I need some help with ch 5..... Oh well... Hehe ^_^;;