Hi everybody! Well, here's chapter 8... Yep... I kinda had a lot of ideas
for this chapter, so I only chose one. Oh, and I'd like to thank Raina for
checking back and reading each new chapter almost immediately after I
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^_^;; Anyways, here's chapter 8, hope you all enjoy reading it as much as I
did writing it.
Zim the Homicidal Maniac, ch 8
By GothicAngel
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Zim reached over and grabbed a jagged-looking knife off of the desk behind him. He then turned back towards Gaz, his features darkening as he spoke to her.
"You do realize that this is only to add to your human sibling's emotional pain, I hope? And although I dislike you, just as much as I do the rest of the human race, you are not as deserving as Dib. But, seeing to how you are related to him, means that you must die; just like your father. Now, I am only going to ask this once: Are you willing to come peacefully, or are you going to put up a struggle?" he twirled the knife around the fingers of his un-sore hand when he had finished his speech.
Gaz snarled at Zim, "I would never die peacefully to a piece of shit like you!" she spat at Zim, although the distance between them made it impossible for her to hit her target.
"Just as I suspected. You see, I know that it's in your nature to put up a good fight. Although, that one time I had to deal with you at skool, you did not put up a good fight at all. In fact, you literally gave right into me."
"So what? It's not like you were going to kill me or anything like you're about to now! When I'm threatened with death, then I'll give up a good fight, but when I am only going to be beaten up, I'll just seek revenge upon the one that did it some time later!" Gaz spat out, angrily.
"Ah, yes, but that's where you're wrong my puny insignificant Earth child. For you see, I WAS going to kill you. But, that got interrupted by the principal. See, had he not have caught me, I would have knocked you unconscious, drug you off of skool grounds, brought you back here, and then shot you; right between your eyes." Zim placed his finger on his forehead, indicating the spot where he would have shot Gaz, if given the chance. Then he continued, "But, in my planning, never had I expected the stupid, idiotic skool principal to have witnessed me catch you. And, after you were gone, I would have disposed of your body in a dumpster somewhere nearby. Or, perhaps I could have used your body for experiments... I never really thought about that..." he put a finger to his lips.
Gaz stared up at Zim from her position on the floor; her mouth hung open slightly. She shook her head, "I always knew you would be trouble," was the only thing she muttered.
After about a minute of uncomfortable silence, Zim finally said, "Ok, well, down to business then I suppose." He readied the knife in his hand, then turned over to Dib. "I want you to witness this. Your sister's death will be quick and painless. But if I catch you looking away, I'll make sure to finish her nice and slow." He smirked as he saw Dib's eyes grow wide with fright.
'I need a miracle, I need a miracle,' Dib silently thought to himself, as he tried to swallow the lump in his throat.
Turning back to Gaz, the Irken chuckled and twirled the knife once around the gloved fingers of his left hand. Then, he stepped slowly toward her. Once he had reached her, he raised the knife above his head; it glistened under the bright lights of the little room. He smirked and chuckled silently.
"Goodbye, Gaz," was all he said as he began to bring the knife down toward her helpless body.
"NO!" Dib shrieked and struggled as hard as he could to free himself to save his sister. It was no use.
The knife sliced through the air as Zim brought it down. Suddenly, there was a loud squeal that came from outside the doorway. Zim stopped dead in his tracks and turned toward the door, only to see Gir standing there in his dog disguise.
"Oooh... Whatchya doin'?!" the robot shrieked.
"Gir! Get out of here!!" Zim stated, pointing towards the door.
"But I don't wanna!"
"Now, Gir!"
"Um..... No."
Zim's left eye twitched with the frustration of having to deal with such an annoying, defiant, worthless piece of scrap metal. He picked up another knife off the desk and threw it at Gir.
"I SAID GET OUT!" he yelled.
"I still don't wanna!" Gir whined.
"GIR!!!" Zim ran out the door and tackled Gir. We can see his shadow on the wall outside the room. He is holding Gir down on the ground, and is ripping pieces of metal off of him. Zim ripped out some wires and dropped them to the ground.
"There!! YOU LISTEN TO ME WHEN I AM TELLING YOU WHAT TO DO! I AM YOUR MASTER; YOU FUCKED UP PIECE OF SHIT!" Zim's voice echoed through the rooms of his underground laboratory.
"Gaz, what are we going to do?" Dib mumbled just loud enough for her to hear him.
Gaz shook her head as she responded, "I don't know Dib. I just don't know."
"We're going to die. We are, aren't we?" Dib hung his head.
"No, don't say that. We can make it out of here; somehow."
"There's no way out. Even if I do know Zim's base like the scars on my hands, there's no way we can break through these restraints and get loose."
"That's right. No way to escape. Only I have the remote to undue the ties. They cannot be broken or cut simply because they are made out of the strongest and most durable material in the universe," Zim stated, walking back through the door. He held Gir, well, what used to be Gir anyways, in his left hand. Now, all that was left of the poor little robot was ripped apart. There were wires coming out of the middle of him, and a shred of his green disguise hung loosely around his shoulders. Zim then tossed the robot aside and made his way back over to Gaz. Gir hit a wall and fell to the ground.
"Now.... where were we?" Zim questioned.
"YOU'RE INSANE ZIM!" Dib yelled hoarsely.
"Yes, yes I know," Zim nodded, then added, "AND IT'S YOUR FAULT TOO!" he pointed an accusing finger at Dib. "Why, if you had never harassed me at skool, and when I got home, NONE OF THIS WOULD HAVE EVER HAPPENED!"
"WELL YOU NEVER HAD TO COME TO THIS PLANET AT ALL!" Gaz yelled back, sticking up for her brother.
"I WAS BANISHED FROM MY HOME PLANET!!" Zim screamed at Gaz.
"WELL GEE, I WONDER WHY? MAYBE BECAUSE YOU'RE AN IDIOT?!" Gaz spat out angrily at the alien.
"SHUT UP! I'VE HAD ENOUGH OUT OF YOU!" Zim took the knife he had in his hand, and brought it down on Gaz; stabbing her right in the neck. Then he pulled the knife all the way down her chest, ripping a very large gash in her skin.
Dib shrieked with horror, "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!"
Blood flowed from the wound on Gaz's chest and gushed to the floor. It was fatal; there was no doubt about that. Zim had ripped about two and a half feet of Gaz's skin, and it was about six inches deep.
Using the last bit of life she had in her, Gaz lifted her head to see what damage Zim had caused. Then, weakly, she stated, "You'll.... pay for this.... Zim," Then her head dropped lifelessly to the cot below her, blood still pouring from the wound.
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Ok, I'll leave it at that.... I need ice-cream.... it is brain food for me... yep. Well, gotta go. Review please. Thanks.
Zim the Homicidal Maniac, ch 8
By GothicAngel
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Zim reached over and grabbed a jagged-looking knife off of the desk behind him. He then turned back towards Gaz, his features darkening as he spoke to her.
"You do realize that this is only to add to your human sibling's emotional pain, I hope? And although I dislike you, just as much as I do the rest of the human race, you are not as deserving as Dib. But, seeing to how you are related to him, means that you must die; just like your father. Now, I am only going to ask this once: Are you willing to come peacefully, or are you going to put up a struggle?" he twirled the knife around the fingers of his un-sore hand when he had finished his speech.
Gaz snarled at Zim, "I would never die peacefully to a piece of shit like you!" she spat at Zim, although the distance between them made it impossible for her to hit her target.
"Just as I suspected. You see, I know that it's in your nature to put up a good fight. Although, that one time I had to deal with you at skool, you did not put up a good fight at all. In fact, you literally gave right into me."
"So what? It's not like you were going to kill me or anything like you're about to now! When I'm threatened with death, then I'll give up a good fight, but when I am only going to be beaten up, I'll just seek revenge upon the one that did it some time later!" Gaz spat out, angrily.
"Ah, yes, but that's where you're wrong my puny insignificant Earth child. For you see, I WAS going to kill you. But, that got interrupted by the principal. See, had he not have caught me, I would have knocked you unconscious, drug you off of skool grounds, brought you back here, and then shot you; right between your eyes." Zim placed his finger on his forehead, indicating the spot where he would have shot Gaz, if given the chance. Then he continued, "But, in my planning, never had I expected the stupid, idiotic skool principal to have witnessed me catch you. And, after you were gone, I would have disposed of your body in a dumpster somewhere nearby. Or, perhaps I could have used your body for experiments... I never really thought about that..." he put a finger to his lips.
Gaz stared up at Zim from her position on the floor; her mouth hung open slightly. She shook her head, "I always knew you would be trouble," was the only thing she muttered.
After about a minute of uncomfortable silence, Zim finally said, "Ok, well, down to business then I suppose." He readied the knife in his hand, then turned over to Dib. "I want you to witness this. Your sister's death will be quick and painless. But if I catch you looking away, I'll make sure to finish her nice and slow." He smirked as he saw Dib's eyes grow wide with fright.
'I need a miracle, I need a miracle,' Dib silently thought to himself, as he tried to swallow the lump in his throat.
Turning back to Gaz, the Irken chuckled and twirled the knife once around the gloved fingers of his left hand. Then, he stepped slowly toward her. Once he had reached her, he raised the knife above his head; it glistened under the bright lights of the little room. He smirked and chuckled silently.
"Goodbye, Gaz," was all he said as he began to bring the knife down toward her helpless body.
"NO!" Dib shrieked and struggled as hard as he could to free himself to save his sister. It was no use.
The knife sliced through the air as Zim brought it down. Suddenly, there was a loud squeal that came from outside the doorway. Zim stopped dead in his tracks and turned toward the door, only to see Gir standing there in his dog disguise.
"Oooh... Whatchya doin'?!" the robot shrieked.
"Gir! Get out of here!!" Zim stated, pointing towards the door.
"But I don't wanna!"
"Now, Gir!"
"Um..... No."
Zim's left eye twitched with the frustration of having to deal with such an annoying, defiant, worthless piece of scrap metal. He picked up another knife off the desk and threw it at Gir.
"I SAID GET OUT!" he yelled.
"I still don't wanna!" Gir whined.
"GIR!!!" Zim ran out the door and tackled Gir. We can see his shadow on the wall outside the room. He is holding Gir down on the ground, and is ripping pieces of metal off of him. Zim ripped out some wires and dropped them to the ground.
"There!! YOU LISTEN TO ME WHEN I AM TELLING YOU WHAT TO DO! I AM YOUR MASTER; YOU FUCKED UP PIECE OF SHIT!" Zim's voice echoed through the rooms of his underground laboratory.
"Gaz, what are we going to do?" Dib mumbled just loud enough for her to hear him.
Gaz shook her head as she responded, "I don't know Dib. I just don't know."
"We're going to die. We are, aren't we?" Dib hung his head.
"No, don't say that. We can make it out of here; somehow."
"There's no way out. Even if I do know Zim's base like the scars on my hands, there's no way we can break through these restraints and get loose."
"That's right. No way to escape. Only I have the remote to undue the ties. They cannot be broken or cut simply because they are made out of the strongest and most durable material in the universe," Zim stated, walking back through the door. He held Gir, well, what used to be Gir anyways, in his left hand. Now, all that was left of the poor little robot was ripped apart. There were wires coming out of the middle of him, and a shred of his green disguise hung loosely around his shoulders. Zim then tossed the robot aside and made his way back over to Gaz. Gir hit a wall and fell to the ground.
"Now.... where were we?" Zim questioned.
"YOU'RE INSANE ZIM!" Dib yelled hoarsely.
"Yes, yes I know," Zim nodded, then added, "AND IT'S YOUR FAULT TOO!" he pointed an accusing finger at Dib. "Why, if you had never harassed me at skool, and when I got home, NONE OF THIS WOULD HAVE EVER HAPPENED!"
"WELL YOU NEVER HAD TO COME TO THIS PLANET AT ALL!" Gaz yelled back, sticking up for her brother.
"I WAS BANISHED FROM MY HOME PLANET!!" Zim screamed at Gaz.
"WELL GEE, I WONDER WHY? MAYBE BECAUSE YOU'RE AN IDIOT?!" Gaz spat out angrily at the alien.
"SHUT UP! I'VE HAD ENOUGH OUT OF YOU!" Zim took the knife he had in his hand, and brought it down on Gaz; stabbing her right in the neck. Then he pulled the knife all the way down her chest, ripping a very large gash in her skin.
Dib shrieked with horror, "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!"
Blood flowed from the wound on Gaz's chest and gushed to the floor. It was fatal; there was no doubt about that. Zim had ripped about two and a half feet of Gaz's skin, and it was about six inches deep.
Using the last bit of life she had in her, Gaz lifted her head to see what damage Zim had caused. Then, weakly, she stated, "You'll.... pay for this.... Zim," Then her head dropped lifelessly to the cot below her, blood still pouring from the wound.
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Ok, I'll leave it at that.... I need ice-cream.... it is brain food for me... yep. Well, gotta go. Review please. Thanks.