"Aiko"
Unfolding History
Zim opened his eyes, several hours later. He rubbed his head. What happened? Why was he in the skool during the night? He remembered the whole Aiko thing. "What.was that?" He asked holding his head in his hands as he curled up against the wall. Surely, no human could have done that. He got up, rubbed his eyes, blinked a few times and sighed. "I must get back to the base!" He announced, and he climbed out of the window. He slipped on his way down, and landed on the moist, cold ground, with a thud. "Oww." He moaned. Then an idea flickered in his head. Another idea.
The sky was a dark blackish-blue canvas, with white stars painted onto it. Aiko gloomily wondered on the streets, alone. The street-lights cast an eerie glow upon her. She caught a glimpse of her reflection in a store window. She sighed. No one wanted her. No one would ever want her. She had to pick a host family for her, and no one, like we said before, wanted her. No one at all. She raised her hand and stroked her short, spiky, dark, blue hair. Hideous. "Who would want me?" She asked aloud. With hair like hers, purple, piercing eyes and a pale face, I might've been scared to take her myself. She turned, with her head down, and her hands in her apron pockets, she headed down the block in search of a place to stay. Maybe in a garage or something, or in a tree. Back in Japan, Aiko's father was a successful businessman. Aiko's mother was dead. She never had real friends. Never. She was usually inside playing by herself. She had no siblings. However, as she was thinking, she tripped on a raised piece of the sidewalk and landed in a pile of broken glass. Some of the shards sliced into her face. Pain. She simply plucked out the pieces of glass stuck in her face and got up, ignoring the blood tricking down her face. She spotted Zim. Zim spotted her. She growled. He jumped. Aiko felt anger. Zim felt fear. Zim tried to build some confidence in himself. He reached behind his back and pulled out a laser form his belt. "Ok, Aiko, listen, you will come with me." He tried to speak in a non- threatening tone. "Never. You killed her." Aiko spat at Zim. He stepped back as she drew closer to him. "I'm....I haven't killed any one!" Zim protested, denying the accusation. Aiko stood silent for a moment. She began to move closer, and something about her eyes kept Zim frozen in his spot. She was face to face with him. She tilted her head, slightly. "Don't you remember?" She said. Zim hadn't much time to reply, because Aiko grabbed his shoulders and pushed him backwards. As he fell, he realized he wasn't in the street.he was somewhere else completely.
Did you like it?! I COMMAND YOU TO REVIEEWW. I've realized Aiko is a sullen bitch.but hey, Sullen Bitches can have stories written about them, can't they? She's a good sullen bitch. Yup. :D
Unfolding History
Zim opened his eyes, several hours later. He rubbed his head. What happened? Why was he in the skool during the night? He remembered the whole Aiko thing. "What.was that?" He asked holding his head in his hands as he curled up against the wall. Surely, no human could have done that. He got up, rubbed his eyes, blinked a few times and sighed. "I must get back to the base!" He announced, and he climbed out of the window. He slipped on his way down, and landed on the moist, cold ground, with a thud. "Oww." He moaned. Then an idea flickered in his head. Another idea.
The sky was a dark blackish-blue canvas, with white stars painted onto it. Aiko gloomily wondered on the streets, alone. The street-lights cast an eerie glow upon her. She caught a glimpse of her reflection in a store window. She sighed. No one wanted her. No one would ever want her. She had to pick a host family for her, and no one, like we said before, wanted her. No one at all. She raised her hand and stroked her short, spiky, dark, blue hair. Hideous. "Who would want me?" She asked aloud. With hair like hers, purple, piercing eyes and a pale face, I might've been scared to take her myself. She turned, with her head down, and her hands in her apron pockets, she headed down the block in search of a place to stay. Maybe in a garage or something, or in a tree. Back in Japan, Aiko's father was a successful businessman. Aiko's mother was dead. She never had real friends. Never. She was usually inside playing by herself. She had no siblings. However, as she was thinking, she tripped on a raised piece of the sidewalk and landed in a pile of broken glass. Some of the shards sliced into her face. Pain. She simply plucked out the pieces of glass stuck in her face and got up, ignoring the blood tricking down her face. She spotted Zim. Zim spotted her. She growled. He jumped. Aiko felt anger. Zim felt fear. Zim tried to build some confidence in himself. He reached behind his back and pulled out a laser form his belt. "Ok, Aiko, listen, you will come with me." He tried to speak in a non- threatening tone. "Never. You killed her." Aiko spat at Zim. He stepped back as she drew closer to him. "I'm....I haven't killed any one!" Zim protested, denying the accusation. Aiko stood silent for a moment. She began to move closer, and something about her eyes kept Zim frozen in his spot. She was face to face with him. She tilted her head, slightly. "Don't you remember?" She said. Zim hadn't much time to reply, because Aiko grabbed his shoulders and pushed him backwards. As he fell, he realized he wasn't in the street.he was somewhere else completely.
Did you like it?! I COMMAND YOU TO REVIEEWW. I've realized Aiko is a sullen bitch.but hey, Sullen Bitches can have stories written about them, can't they? She's a good sullen bitch. Yup. :D
