Mmmmmmm Klondike.
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The Earth was an alien world to Gir, fat humans no longer romped the streets or lazed about in the sun, suddenly his neighbors had packed up and left for a place untouched by the disease, animals ran wild unaffected by the plague, nearly two thirds of the city he called home was abandoned, wrecked and showed signs of riot.
Was this still the Earth?
The robot peered out a window, sitting on his friend Pig to gain some height.
"I'm gonna go get some pizzzzzza!" he said excitedly, immediately forgetting about the desolate land he was staring out at. "AyehopeBlooaty'sisopenPig!" Merging the words together quickly, he grabbed the pig over his head and ran off, not feeling the need to disguise himself.
Think. If this had had an effect on Gir, no matter how small or how short, think of what it did to Dib. . .
--------------------------Speaking of which-------------------------
The human boy, a hero countless times, had failed. He stood in his doorway devastated. Rats and dogs ran freely though the streets and into empty houses, windows and shutters left open like dead eyes.
Jes wasn't taking it as hard as he was, but she definitely was shocked.
"He. . .he's actually succeeding. . ." she murmured, looking at the tire tracks in the streets and the trash that littered them.
"I can't believe it Jes. . .HOW?! He must have been doing this project all along, and all the others that I screwed with weren't even the right ones!? I can't believe it! He must have been plotting this for months! And all with the help of my own species!? How could she do this!? How is someone so evil!? HOW!?" He was ranting, nearly breaking down on the inside it seemed. After all, nearly the entire city had been diseased, moved, or been unfortunately launched into the sun. Dib sank to his knees in the grass outside his house.
"I'm sorry Dib. . .At least your family hasn't been affected by the disease. . .I suppose all we can do now is to try and find a cure. . ." she said, knowing she was skating on thin ice by changing the subject slightly.
He leapt to his feet. "YEA! Its not too late, maybe we can find a cure and persuade people to try it! But quickly! Were losing time! TO MY DAD'S LAB!" Dib regained his hope and dashed back to the house, Jes following and making sure to lock the doors. Dib ran down the steps to his basement, where his father's lab was. He looked around and didn't see him, typical. Even in Earth's time of need he was too busy. . .While Dib was pondering these thoughts, he sifted through the shelves, gathering gloves, beakers, goggles, and other things he thought would be necessary. He and Jes had a lot of work to do. . .Not to mention he was also dealing with the immense load of shock, first his assumed dead best friend reappears on his doorstep, then turns out she's the same race as his arch nemesis, THEN Zim actually SUCCEEDS in ridding himself of the human race!? It was INSANITY!
As the boy's mind raced, he shut a heavy cabinet door on his finger, dropping the beaker he was removing from it. He kneeled and sucked on his finger a bit, wondering slightly what was taking Jes so long, probably locking the windows as well. The lab was silent, except for a soft ticking noise. . .Wait. . .there were no clocks in the lab.
Dib looked up and quit babying his finger. A soft nearly inaudible hum of. . .gears was down in the lab with him. . ."I never heard a machine like that down here before. . ."
Suddenly he realized that alone in his fathers lab made him uneasy, the shadows the tall filing cabinets and odd beakers cast strange shapes on the floor. He spun around slowly, in circles, turning his head to identify what direction the sound was coming from.
Before he knew what had happened, something hit him from behind and knocked the poor kid to his chest on the floor and grabbed his trench coat and pulled it over his head. Now whoever his attacker was was sitting in front of him holding his trench coat over his head, not allowing him to move much.
In a slow calm, whisper he heard, "I'll help you. . . if you. . .help. . . Me."
Dib gave a muffled "Alright!" before scrambling backwards and flipping his trench coat up.
The confused and slightly asphyxiated boy sat up and brushed his hair out of his eyes, trying to get a good look at the person in front of him.
"MONSTER!" was what directed his attention to Jes, standing on the stairs holding her gun, the shadowy figure was shot multiple times, its body being flung limply into the shadows of the lab.
"JES WAIT-. . . . . " He raised a hand as if to warn her and winced. "Never mind. . ."
Jes walked down the stairs putting tossing her gun behind her in distaste. "What. . . .?"
"I thought you didn't like guns. . ." he gave her a questioning look.
"I don't. But I wasn't in range of a close attack on. . .whateva' that thing is. What is it?" A growl was heard as the figure sat up on his haunches, its dim red eyes giving a rather pissed expression.
"I'd appreciate. . .it if you'd stop calling. . .me and it." he winced and stepped into the light.
Jes and Dib were stunned that he was alive. "How did you. . .?"
"My name is Tij. . .And you now have a deal to uphold."
---------------------------------Back at Zim's Lab-------------------------- ------------------
The alien was smirking to himself as he cocked a large Vortian gun. "Come Ari, we must make the final rounds of this worthless city! I don't want any remaining humans in it, and I KNOW that Dib isn't going to be taken out by the disease as easily as the others. . ."
Ari grinned as she was tossed a gun by Zim. She turned it over and examined it, "You know I dislike using guns, they're so much cheaper than combat with blades. . ."
"Too bad Ari, the human race isn't going to take their annihilation easily, and most normal humans don't use swords. . ." he tossed off his wig and contacts. "This charade ends now."
The used to be human girl blinked slowly, seeing a different side of Zim lately. Not to mention herself, having the weight of helping destroy the human race on her shoulders? It was just a dream before, but now she was thinking. . .maybe it should've stayed that way. . .But she'd always correct herself and the hatred would boil up inside of her again.
Her eyes unglazed themselves as Zim's voice popped her thoughts again. "Ari, are your going to stay Irken now? Your human disguise is no longer needed."
She clenched her jaw as she shook her head. "Not yet. I'd like to see the looks on their faces as a human if you don't mind."
He shrugged. "Fine, but let us move now! Before the sewer gophers roam the streets!"
Ari smirked as she cocked her gun and heard the satisfying click as it began to charge up. "Let us go."
----------------------------------------In France somewhere----------------- ----------------------
Jaz recoiled as a man came up to her frothing, screaming, "ITS NIBBLING MY BRAIN!" and collapsed in front of her.
"We've been on this planet 5 days and I LOATHE all its inhabitants already. . ." Umi walked behind her, now wearing a fake French mustache and wearing a black trench coat to hide the many pastries he had stolen in his pockets.
"Jaz, I am disturb-ed by the many frothing people in these streets. . .Where are my beautiful women!?" he whimpered, chewing on a sticky bun.
Jaz shot him a quizzical look. "Umi please don't do my the honor of giving me mental images. . .besides they're not even our SPECIES."
He shrugged that off, "We'd work it out."
Jaz sighed in exasperation as she threw some people out of their jeep. "Get in Umi, this motor thing should get us farther. . .Wish I knew what they ran on though, its annoying having to just switch every time it dies. . ." The shifter yawned and hit the gas, the dark purple jeep screeching off into the distance.
---------------------------------At the Membrane Household------------------ --------------------
"Wait, so what do you want in return?" Jes asked warily, not trusting the "T.I.U." After all, it was a creation of Zim's and had just nearly suffocated Dib. . .
He growled in displeasure, more speech. "I need a part from your voot as it's painful for me to speak."
Dib gave a confused look. "That's IT? You'll get us the antidote for THAT!?"
Tij snorted and hissed, "I can easily make it more."
Jes was still untrusting of the blue furry robot. "And if I get this to you, we'll make a trade and you'll be on our side?"
"I will take no one's side. I suggest you get me that part or I may change my mind in helping you." he paused and smashed through the basement window and sat on the ground outside. His face appeared in the window, "Have it by 6:45 pm, no later. Or I'll eat it, then kill you both."
Dib paled a bit and nodded. Tij disappeared from the window and Jes made a wry face. "I don't trust that thing one bit."
Dib sighed. "I don't either, but as long as he keeps up his end of the deal I couldn't care less. Lets go to your ship and try and find the part. . ."
Jes nodded and teleported the two to the wreckage of her voot.
"O.O Wow, what did you DO to this thing?!" "IT CRASHED! Thanks to Britt-speaking of which where did she run off to?"
Dib shrugged, he only remembered the robot giving itself a faint introduction before wandering off around his house. Ignoring the absence of the SIR, the two began shuffling through the remnants of Jes's ship, hoping to find the one tiny piece that could help them save the world.
--------------------------------------God that last line was corny---------- -------------------------
The robot slinked through Zim's lab, the artificial skin folding back over its now three acid filled spikes, melting a hole in the lower wall of Zim's house required some work. Tij wasn't worried though, firstly because he really wasn't programmed to, and secondly because they were already at work reforming.
Snooping around, he constantly snorted in disgust, the scent of Zim was surrounding him like a horrible cloud.
"Sickening." he muttered to himself, his throat sparking on the inside.
After a few minutes of crude searching, with the help of some partially working X ray scanning of the base, the robot found an odd room that was temperature controlled and locked.
Making an annoyed and exasperated noise, he made his way slowly down the halls until he came to the comically large door reading, "Parasitic Plague of Diseasy Doom-Antidote Inside."
He quirked a brow and opened the door. Inside were three large vials of antidote in a cooling container with some syringes on a table next to it. Ari and Zim must already have injected themselves with it. He snorted again and grabbed a vial, making sure the stopper was in place before grabbing it carefully in his jaws and leaving the cold room.
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Jes popped up, surrounded by partly melted and unusable machinery from her voot, which now lay completely taken apart in pieces around her. Dib popped up too, he had had no luck in finding this alleged piece.
"Get it??" he asked, pulling back a slightly ripped sleeve to glance at his watch, it said 3:16 PM.
"Yep!" She grinned and brushed purple hair from her face with one hand while the other gripped the part tightly. Dib peered over her shoulder and blinked at its size.
"THAT'S it?! Its. . . . . .really small." Blink, blink. Jes sighed. "I don't care if it was the biggest part of the ship-although that may have made it easier to find- wonder what he wants it for?"
Dib shrugged and began wading out of the pile of discombobulated machinery around him. "I dunno, what IS it anyway?"
"I'm not really sure, I know its part of the ships voice program, but that's about all."
Dib made a soft thinking noise before sitting on the ground and emptying out his boots, spare Voot parts fell from it as he did.
Then he heard it. . . .the ticking noise had returned! He nearly fell over in the process of turning around, but it was all too late. The boy was pounced by the metal beast.
Jes made a short surprised yip and whipped out her gun, reminding herself to watch Dib closer. Tij grinned through silvery teeth before prowling off his body. Dib made an annoyed face and felt all his ribs, positive he had heard a crack.
"Why do you- never mind. Did you get it?" he asked eagerly, like a little boy at Christmas time.
The robot shot an annoyed glare to him and spat the vial out onto the grass. "Happy now." He really wasn't asking a question, more like a command with a hint of unsure-ness to it.
Before Dib had a chance to answer, he had walked over to Jes and was now giving her a musing expression. "Do you have it?" Another wannabe question but not.
She nodded and held it out to him, which he took via his mouth. Jes's hand trembled a bit as the creatures steel-looking jaws carefully took the part from them. He sneered an ugly look to them both before grinning madly to himself and running off.
-------------------Diamonds and guns! With some downplay on the diamonds!--- -------------
Ari was quite familiar with the noise of her gun charging up, it was now quite warm due to use. Zim was a few meters away from her, boredly picking off humans who hadn't caught the virus yet.
Grimacing with an odd sort of glee in her eyes, she let loose all the hatred that had been kept inside her, for all the times she was different, for all the things man kind had done, to show the superior that they were not immortal. Ari fondled the trigger with her finger, looking around for more humans. More waste to be cleared away.
A hand gripped her shoulder, a man who was wearing a suit and glasses stared into her eyes as she spun around. His eyes widened, years of age showing in them, his brown hair looking as if it had been the sole survivor of a whirlwind. He grabbed her shoulders tightly and smiled as he studied her face.
Ari was shocked. This man was touching her. . .yet why wasn't she objecting? There was something disturbingly familiar about him, a cloud of déjà vu seemed to wrap around her mind. . .He brushed some hair from her face and he whispered, "Genevari."
It was like getting slapped in the face by the hand of realization. She knew this man. She knew him well. He was most definitely, Luke Jones.
"Don't you recognize me Ari? Didn't you read the newspapers? I'm back! I missed you so much, but now its ok, we'll find your mother, and then we'll be a family again! One big happy family!"
Ari flew backwards and ripped herself from his grasp. It wasn't true, not possible. . .Or was it?! Her father had been presumed dead after he had gone on a trip into the woods with some coworkers of his, one came back but he was mad. Stark raving mad. Ari snapped back to reality and looked into the confused man's eyes, drawing a shuddering breath.
"No. . . " It was barely a whisper. "Its too late. . .Its too late!" Unwanted tears were welling, her eyes began to glass over as another shuddering breath was taken. "You left us. . .And now its all wrong." Her grip on her gun was so tight her knuckles were turning white.
He was confused, his mouth hung open a bit as he tried to figure out what she could be talking about. No hug? No long lost now found moment? Instead, his daughter was standing there holding an odd gun in her hands, tears slipping down her skin?
"Ari? What's the matter-"
"STOP IT! You're not real. You're dead. . ."
He gave her a crushed and puzzling look. How could this be the same girl?
"Ari-!?" Zim had come walking around a corner of a building and spotted the pair. "What is this!? Mutiny!?"
Ari didn't know what to say, she stared between the two, making short shuddering gasps.
"Kill him."
The man straightened up and looked frightened. "What do you want!?" he looked to Ari and instinctively stepped in front of her. "Don't hurt her, please!" Did he not understand?
Ari backed away from behind the man, the command from Zim said Kill him. But her loyalty and code, no killing family! She'd sworn never to hurt those she loved, even though they sometimes did to her. And she'd always say she'd die for her family, no matter what. What kind of sicko would she be? It was either a death wish and mutiny to save her father, or go against her code and give into her large amount of loyalty and obedience to Zim. If she disobeyed Zim, not only would she be killed along with her father, but it would be like spitting in the face of the person you loved most, like throwing away all her hopes and dreams.
"Zim please. . .don't make me. . .He's my father!" she pleaded and sank to her knees, tears still dripping down her cheeks.
Zim scoffed, exchanging a look from Ari to her "father"
"Ari. . .I feel your obedience to me is wearing thin. . ." he shot a look to her with cold red eyes, showing the ruthless invader that he was.
Her eyes widened at this remark, she shook her head slowly, this was all a nightmare. . .
She found herself raising the gun to the man's forehead, his wide eyes looking over her like a wounded puppy that she had just kicked. He murmured, "Kumari. . .No. . .Please. . .What are you going to do to me?"
Wide eyes that were glazed over, she spoke slowly and with a hint of insanity,
"You're dead. Now be dead."
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Dude you don't know how are it was to write this chapter for me, I love my dad to bits, bout the only difference from me and Ari really. Sad eh? I don't usually want reviews but today I think might appreciate them more. . .
The Earth was an alien world to Gir, fat humans no longer romped the streets or lazed about in the sun, suddenly his neighbors had packed up and left for a place untouched by the disease, animals ran wild unaffected by the plague, nearly two thirds of the city he called home was abandoned, wrecked and showed signs of riot.
Was this still the Earth?
The robot peered out a window, sitting on his friend Pig to gain some height.
"I'm gonna go get some pizzzzzza!" he said excitedly, immediately forgetting about the desolate land he was staring out at. "AyehopeBlooaty'sisopenPig!" Merging the words together quickly, he grabbed the pig over his head and ran off, not feeling the need to disguise himself.
Think. If this had had an effect on Gir, no matter how small or how short, think of what it did to Dib. . .
--------------------------Speaking of which-------------------------
The human boy, a hero countless times, had failed. He stood in his doorway devastated. Rats and dogs ran freely though the streets and into empty houses, windows and shutters left open like dead eyes.
Jes wasn't taking it as hard as he was, but she definitely was shocked.
"He. . .he's actually succeeding. . ." she murmured, looking at the tire tracks in the streets and the trash that littered them.
"I can't believe it Jes. . .HOW?! He must have been doing this project all along, and all the others that I screwed with weren't even the right ones!? I can't believe it! He must have been plotting this for months! And all with the help of my own species!? How could she do this!? How is someone so evil!? HOW!?" He was ranting, nearly breaking down on the inside it seemed. After all, nearly the entire city had been diseased, moved, or been unfortunately launched into the sun. Dib sank to his knees in the grass outside his house.
"I'm sorry Dib. . .At least your family hasn't been affected by the disease. . .I suppose all we can do now is to try and find a cure. . ." she said, knowing she was skating on thin ice by changing the subject slightly.
He leapt to his feet. "YEA! Its not too late, maybe we can find a cure and persuade people to try it! But quickly! Were losing time! TO MY DAD'S LAB!" Dib regained his hope and dashed back to the house, Jes following and making sure to lock the doors. Dib ran down the steps to his basement, where his father's lab was. He looked around and didn't see him, typical. Even in Earth's time of need he was too busy. . .While Dib was pondering these thoughts, he sifted through the shelves, gathering gloves, beakers, goggles, and other things he thought would be necessary. He and Jes had a lot of work to do. . .Not to mention he was also dealing with the immense load of shock, first his assumed dead best friend reappears on his doorstep, then turns out she's the same race as his arch nemesis, THEN Zim actually SUCCEEDS in ridding himself of the human race!? It was INSANITY!
As the boy's mind raced, he shut a heavy cabinet door on his finger, dropping the beaker he was removing from it. He kneeled and sucked on his finger a bit, wondering slightly what was taking Jes so long, probably locking the windows as well. The lab was silent, except for a soft ticking noise. . .Wait. . .there were no clocks in the lab.
Dib looked up and quit babying his finger. A soft nearly inaudible hum of. . .gears was down in the lab with him. . ."I never heard a machine like that down here before. . ."
Suddenly he realized that alone in his fathers lab made him uneasy, the shadows the tall filing cabinets and odd beakers cast strange shapes on the floor. He spun around slowly, in circles, turning his head to identify what direction the sound was coming from.
Before he knew what had happened, something hit him from behind and knocked the poor kid to his chest on the floor and grabbed his trench coat and pulled it over his head. Now whoever his attacker was was sitting in front of him holding his trench coat over his head, not allowing him to move much.
In a slow calm, whisper he heard, "I'll help you. . . if you. . .help. . . Me."
Dib gave a muffled "Alright!" before scrambling backwards and flipping his trench coat up.
The confused and slightly asphyxiated boy sat up and brushed his hair out of his eyes, trying to get a good look at the person in front of him.
"MONSTER!" was what directed his attention to Jes, standing on the stairs holding her gun, the shadowy figure was shot multiple times, its body being flung limply into the shadows of the lab.
"JES WAIT-. . . . . " He raised a hand as if to warn her and winced. "Never mind. . ."
Jes walked down the stairs putting tossing her gun behind her in distaste. "What. . . .?"
"I thought you didn't like guns. . ." he gave her a questioning look.
"I don't. But I wasn't in range of a close attack on. . .whateva' that thing is. What is it?" A growl was heard as the figure sat up on his haunches, its dim red eyes giving a rather pissed expression.
"I'd appreciate. . .it if you'd stop calling. . .me and it." he winced and stepped into the light.
Jes and Dib were stunned that he was alive. "How did you. . .?"
"My name is Tij. . .And you now have a deal to uphold."
---------------------------------Back at Zim's Lab-------------------------- ------------------
The alien was smirking to himself as he cocked a large Vortian gun. "Come Ari, we must make the final rounds of this worthless city! I don't want any remaining humans in it, and I KNOW that Dib isn't going to be taken out by the disease as easily as the others. . ."
Ari grinned as she was tossed a gun by Zim. She turned it over and examined it, "You know I dislike using guns, they're so much cheaper than combat with blades. . ."
"Too bad Ari, the human race isn't going to take their annihilation easily, and most normal humans don't use swords. . ." he tossed off his wig and contacts. "This charade ends now."
The used to be human girl blinked slowly, seeing a different side of Zim lately. Not to mention herself, having the weight of helping destroy the human race on her shoulders? It was just a dream before, but now she was thinking. . .maybe it should've stayed that way. . .But she'd always correct herself and the hatred would boil up inside of her again.
Her eyes unglazed themselves as Zim's voice popped her thoughts again. "Ari, are your going to stay Irken now? Your human disguise is no longer needed."
She clenched her jaw as she shook her head. "Not yet. I'd like to see the looks on their faces as a human if you don't mind."
He shrugged. "Fine, but let us move now! Before the sewer gophers roam the streets!"
Ari smirked as she cocked her gun and heard the satisfying click as it began to charge up. "Let us go."
----------------------------------------In France somewhere----------------- ----------------------
Jaz recoiled as a man came up to her frothing, screaming, "ITS NIBBLING MY BRAIN!" and collapsed in front of her.
"We've been on this planet 5 days and I LOATHE all its inhabitants already. . ." Umi walked behind her, now wearing a fake French mustache and wearing a black trench coat to hide the many pastries he had stolen in his pockets.
"Jaz, I am disturb-ed by the many frothing people in these streets. . .Where are my beautiful women!?" he whimpered, chewing on a sticky bun.
Jaz shot him a quizzical look. "Umi please don't do my the honor of giving me mental images. . .besides they're not even our SPECIES."
He shrugged that off, "We'd work it out."
Jaz sighed in exasperation as she threw some people out of their jeep. "Get in Umi, this motor thing should get us farther. . .Wish I knew what they ran on though, its annoying having to just switch every time it dies. . ." The shifter yawned and hit the gas, the dark purple jeep screeching off into the distance.
---------------------------------At the Membrane Household------------------ --------------------
"Wait, so what do you want in return?" Jes asked warily, not trusting the "T.I.U." After all, it was a creation of Zim's and had just nearly suffocated Dib. . .
He growled in displeasure, more speech. "I need a part from your voot as it's painful for me to speak."
Dib gave a confused look. "That's IT? You'll get us the antidote for THAT!?"
Tij snorted and hissed, "I can easily make it more."
Jes was still untrusting of the blue furry robot. "And if I get this to you, we'll make a trade and you'll be on our side?"
"I will take no one's side. I suggest you get me that part or I may change my mind in helping you." he paused and smashed through the basement window and sat on the ground outside. His face appeared in the window, "Have it by 6:45 pm, no later. Or I'll eat it, then kill you both."
Dib paled a bit and nodded. Tij disappeared from the window and Jes made a wry face. "I don't trust that thing one bit."
Dib sighed. "I don't either, but as long as he keeps up his end of the deal I couldn't care less. Lets go to your ship and try and find the part. . ."
Jes nodded and teleported the two to the wreckage of her voot.
"O.O Wow, what did you DO to this thing?!" "IT CRASHED! Thanks to Britt-speaking of which where did she run off to?"
Dib shrugged, he only remembered the robot giving itself a faint introduction before wandering off around his house. Ignoring the absence of the SIR, the two began shuffling through the remnants of Jes's ship, hoping to find the one tiny piece that could help them save the world.
--------------------------------------God that last line was corny---------- -------------------------
The robot slinked through Zim's lab, the artificial skin folding back over its now three acid filled spikes, melting a hole in the lower wall of Zim's house required some work. Tij wasn't worried though, firstly because he really wasn't programmed to, and secondly because they were already at work reforming.
Snooping around, he constantly snorted in disgust, the scent of Zim was surrounding him like a horrible cloud.
"Sickening." he muttered to himself, his throat sparking on the inside.
After a few minutes of crude searching, with the help of some partially working X ray scanning of the base, the robot found an odd room that was temperature controlled and locked.
Making an annoyed and exasperated noise, he made his way slowly down the halls until he came to the comically large door reading, "Parasitic Plague of Diseasy Doom-Antidote Inside."
He quirked a brow and opened the door. Inside were three large vials of antidote in a cooling container with some syringes on a table next to it. Ari and Zim must already have injected themselves with it. He snorted again and grabbed a vial, making sure the stopper was in place before grabbing it carefully in his jaws and leaving the cold room.
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Jes popped up, surrounded by partly melted and unusable machinery from her voot, which now lay completely taken apart in pieces around her. Dib popped up too, he had had no luck in finding this alleged piece.
"Get it??" he asked, pulling back a slightly ripped sleeve to glance at his watch, it said 3:16 PM.
"Yep!" She grinned and brushed purple hair from her face with one hand while the other gripped the part tightly. Dib peered over her shoulder and blinked at its size.
"THAT'S it?! Its. . . . . .really small." Blink, blink. Jes sighed. "I don't care if it was the biggest part of the ship-although that may have made it easier to find- wonder what he wants it for?"
Dib shrugged and began wading out of the pile of discombobulated machinery around him. "I dunno, what IS it anyway?"
"I'm not really sure, I know its part of the ships voice program, but that's about all."
Dib made a soft thinking noise before sitting on the ground and emptying out his boots, spare Voot parts fell from it as he did.
Then he heard it. . . .the ticking noise had returned! He nearly fell over in the process of turning around, but it was all too late. The boy was pounced by the metal beast.
Jes made a short surprised yip and whipped out her gun, reminding herself to watch Dib closer. Tij grinned through silvery teeth before prowling off his body. Dib made an annoyed face and felt all his ribs, positive he had heard a crack.
"Why do you- never mind. Did you get it?" he asked eagerly, like a little boy at Christmas time.
The robot shot an annoyed glare to him and spat the vial out onto the grass. "Happy now." He really wasn't asking a question, more like a command with a hint of unsure-ness to it.
Before Dib had a chance to answer, he had walked over to Jes and was now giving her a musing expression. "Do you have it?" Another wannabe question but not.
She nodded and held it out to him, which he took via his mouth. Jes's hand trembled a bit as the creatures steel-looking jaws carefully took the part from them. He sneered an ugly look to them both before grinning madly to himself and running off.
-------------------Diamonds and guns! With some downplay on the diamonds!--- -------------
Ari was quite familiar with the noise of her gun charging up, it was now quite warm due to use. Zim was a few meters away from her, boredly picking off humans who hadn't caught the virus yet.
Grimacing with an odd sort of glee in her eyes, she let loose all the hatred that had been kept inside her, for all the times she was different, for all the things man kind had done, to show the superior that they were not immortal. Ari fondled the trigger with her finger, looking around for more humans. More waste to be cleared away.
A hand gripped her shoulder, a man who was wearing a suit and glasses stared into her eyes as she spun around. His eyes widened, years of age showing in them, his brown hair looking as if it had been the sole survivor of a whirlwind. He grabbed her shoulders tightly and smiled as he studied her face.
Ari was shocked. This man was touching her. . .yet why wasn't she objecting? There was something disturbingly familiar about him, a cloud of déjà vu seemed to wrap around her mind. . .He brushed some hair from her face and he whispered, "Genevari."
It was like getting slapped in the face by the hand of realization. She knew this man. She knew him well. He was most definitely, Luke Jones.
"Don't you recognize me Ari? Didn't you read the newspapers? I'm back! I missed you so much, but now its ok, we'll find your mother, and then we'll be a family again! One big happy family!"
Ari flew backwards and ripped herself from his grasp. It wasn't true, not possible. . .Or was it?! Her father had been presumed dead after he had gone on a trip into the woods with some coworkers of his, one came back but he was mad. Stark raving mad. Ari snapped back to reality and looked into the confused man's eyes, drawing a shuddering breath.
"No. . . " It was barely a whisper. "Its too late. . .Its too late!" Unwanted tears were welling, her eyes began to glass over as another shuddering breath was taken. "You left us. . .And now its all wrong." Her grip on her gun was so tight her knuckles were turning white.
He was confused, his mouth hung open a bit as he tried to figure out what she could be talking about. No hug? No long lost now found moment? Instead, his daughter was standing there holding an odd gun in her hands, tears slipping down her skin?
"Ari? What's the matter-"
"STOP IT! You're not real. You're dead. . ."
He gave her a crushed and puzzling look. How could this be the same girl?
"Ari-!?" Zim had come walking around a corner of a building and spotted the pair. "What is this!? Mutiny!?"
Ari didn't know what to say, she stared between the two, making short shuddering gasps.
"Kill him."
The man straightened up and looked frightened. "What do you want!?" he looked to Ari and instinctively stepped in front of her. "Don't hurt her, please!" Did he not understand?
Ari backed away from behind the man, the command from Zim said Kill him. But her loyalty and code, no killing family! She'd sworn never to hurt those she loved, even though they sometimes did to her. And she'd always say she'd die for her family, no matter what. What kind of sicko would she be? It was either a death wish and mutiny to save her father, or go against her code and give into her large amount of loyalty and obedience to Zim. If she disobeyed Zim, not only would she be killed along with her father, but it would be like spitting in the face of the person you loved most, like throwing away all her hopes and dreams.
"Zim please. . .don't make me. . .He's my father!" she pleaded and sank to her knees, tears still dripping down her cheeks.
Zim scoffed, exchanging a look from Ari to her "father"
"Ari. . .I feel your obedience to me is wearing thin. . ." he shot a look to her with cold red eyes, showing the ruthless invader that he was.
Her eyes widened at this remark, she shook her head slowly, this was all a nightmare. . .
She found herself raising the gun to the man's forehead, his wide eyes looking over her like a wounded puppy that she had just kicked. He murmured, "Kumari. . .No. . .Please. . .What are you going to do to me?"
Wide eyes that were glazed over, she spoke slowly and with a hint of insanity,
"You're dead. Now be dead."
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Dude you don't know how are it was to write this chapter for me, I love my dad to bits, bout the only difference from me and Ari really. Sad eh? I don't usually want reviews but today I think might appreciate them more. . .