YAY!! Here is chapter 3! Ok, I don't really have anything to say as an introduction, so, go ahead and enjoy the story.
Disclaimer: Remember, I do not own anybody or anything from Invader ZIM; that all belongs to Jhonen. I do, however, own myself. So there. I have not sold my soul to Satan yet, so that means that I still legally own myself. Yep. Ok then. Go ahead and read your brains out.
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The Traitor, ch 3
By GothicAngel
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RIIIING!
Kids flowed out of classrooms and into the hallway. It was Friday, and the bell had just rung symbolizing the end of the day.
'Finally! Skool's out for the weekend. Geeze, today seemed to drag on forever,' Dib thought as he opened his locker. He reached in and grabbed his backpack. He stuffed some books and papers into it and then zipped it up. He threw his bag over his shoulder just as Taryn walked up by him.
"Hey," she said, she smiled her uninviting smile and waved. Her black eyes reflected in the dim-lit skool.
Although Dib knew that Taryn was nice, that smile of hers still sent goosebumps running up his spine.
"Hey," Dib said as he slammed his locker door shut. The door flew back open. "God I hate these lockers..." Dib said as he kicked the locker door shut. "Stay!" he shouted at the locker.
Taryn switched her bag onto the other shoulder, "So... uh... You wanna come over, or me come over to your house or something?"
Dib's eye twitched at the mention of him going 'home.' "Um... it better be your house... My sister is... um... at my house. And I really don't want to go back there."
"Oh... Ok, I can understand that," Taryn said as she and Dib turned towards the doors and walked outside.
Once they had walked down the steps, Dib had a question that was stuck in his head, and he couldn't help but wonder what the answer was. "Um..." he paused for a moment.
Taryn stopped walking and turned to face him, causing her purple hair to fly around freely in the air, "Um what Dib?"
"You... just... The way you dress... Eh... You just... You are so nice... Your appearance makes it look as though you are going to beat the living crap out of somebody."
"Oh..." Taryn put her hands behind her back as she looked down at the ground, "Yeah... I get a lot of questions about that... I mean, it's because of my appearance that I don't have many friends... And most of the ones that I do have are questionable," she shuffled her feet.
"Are you... Goth?" Dib asked after a few seconds.
Taryn glanced up from the ground, "Yeah. I'm just not the violent type. I mean, I'm more so the anti-social/morbid/paranormal type of Goth."
"Oh... ok. Because, you see, my sister is a Goth. And she IS the violent type," he brought his hand up to his cheek and sighed.
"I kinda wondered if she was Goth or not... I mean, I have only gotten brief glances of her while walking through the halls at skool and stuff." Taryn then started walking down the sidewalk again.
Dib followed close behind. He started thinking as he walked, 'Hmm... This girl is so much like me... is this just a coincidence, or is it some kind of plot Zim has?' He looked at Taryn walking in front of him, 'She seems like a human... Besides the fact that she is kind of peculiar...'
"Sooo...." Taryn said after a moment or two of silence between both of them, "You into any kind of sports?"
"Heh... not really. Unless chasing an alien would count as a sport."
Taryn laughed, "You'd probably be good in track. Exactly how long have you been chasing this alien?"
Dib glanced up at the sky as he thought, "Oh... I'd have to say.... about six years now."
Taryn's eyes shot open, "Wow," she stated, "then I take that back. You'd probably be REALLY good in track!" She giggled again, and they both turned left on a corner and continued walking.
Dib smiled to himself and silently laughed in his head. After about a minute he asked her if she was in any kind of sports.
"Well, not anything skool related. But I do snowboard, skateboard, roller blade, ski, swim, play tennis, roller hockey, volleyball, and I'm in karate class."
"Wow," Dib seemed shocked, "That's a lot... Did you leave anything out?" he laughed slightly.
Taryn stopped walking and put her finger to her lips, obviously thinking. "Um... nope. That's everything. Although, I am a recent member of a paranormal group."
"Really? What's it called? Because I'm a member of a paranormal group too," Dib swung his backpack over his other shoulder.
"It's called the Swollen Eyeballs."
Dib stopped dead in his tracks. Taryn didn't notice, and continued walking.
"What's the name of the group you're with?" after he didn't answer for a moment, Taryn asked again, "Dib?" she stopped walking and looked behind her, "Dib? Are you ok? Is something wrong?"
Dib quickly shook it off and walked up beside her. "No... No, I'm fine... Nothing's wrong."
Taryn shot him a suspicious glance and then turned and continued walking down the street.
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"Well, here we are," Taryn pointed to a big white house on the corner with a tree fort in the tree as they turned to walk down the driveway. "My parents aren't home, but you're welcome inside." She swung her backpack off her shoulder and laid it on the ground. She opened a pocket and pulled out a key. Sticking the key in the keyhole on the doorknob, Taryn twisted the handle and swung the door open.
"Welcome to my humble abode." She said sarcastically as she held the door open for Dib as he walked inside.
Dib happened to get a glance at the doormat right before he walked in the house. It said, 'Go Away' in big, red letters, and had a rabid wolf on it.
'Very inviting,' he thought.
"Are you hungry? We have plenty of food," Taryn said, swinging open the fridge door. "Popsicle?" She tossed a Trix Pop to Dib before he could answer. "Nice catch," she said sarcastically as the Popsicle bounced off his forehead and landed on the kitchen table.
"I wasn't looking..." Dib mumbled as he picked up the Popsicle and began to unwrap it.
Taryn grabbed an apple out of a bowl on the counter. "I like fruit," she said as she tossed the apple into the air and caught it again. "You know what they say; an apple a day keeps the doctor away." She took a bite of the fruit.
Dib just sat at the table licking his Popsicle.
"So...." he said after a minute, "Where's your room at?" (A/N: Don't EVEN be thinking it you sick-minded people...!)
"Oh, I'll show you," Taryn motioned with her hand for Dib to follow.
They stopped at a door that had pictures taped all over it; pictures of Johnny, Devi, and Squee. Dib didn't ask about the pictures.
"Well, here we are," Taryn said.
Dib did, however, question about the crow skulls and feathers hanging above her door.
"What's with those?" He pointed up at the skulls.
"Oh, decorations." Taryn smirked and opened the door.
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As soon as the door opened, a big blur of something black and brown pounced onto Dib, knocking him flat onto his back in a heartbeat.
Dib shrieked and struggled to free himself from the heavy weight that was crushing him. He thought for sure that he was being attacked. But what was this? He wasn't being attacked at all, it seemed as though he was being.... licked? He looked up at the creature standing on his belly, and saw that it was nothing more than a dog. A Doberman. And he was heavy too.
"Oh, sorry Dib... This is Pooch, my dog. He gets a little crazy with the licking when I have company over. Believe it or not, he's very well trained." She grabbed the dog's collar and pulled him off of Dib with a huff.
Dib stood up, a little shakily. "So uh... What all can he do?"
"Well, he can sit, lay, shake, speak, sing, give you five, and give you kisses. I see that you already know about the last one," she laughed.
"Oh... yeah...." Dib put his hand behind his neck and laughed a little.
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"Well it was nice having you over for the afternoon Dib," Taryn said she led Dib out. It was now 6:00 pm, and Dib had been at her house for about three hours. "You know, I thought that when I moved here, I wouldn't... well, make any friends or anything because everybody thinks I'm weird... Thanks Dib, thanks for making me feel welcomed; I really appreciate it a lot."
"No problem. I know what it feels like to be left out." Dib said as he walked out the door. 'Although I DID think you were freaky when you first walked into the classroom...' he thought to himself.
"Well, I'd better get going," he said as he grabbed his backpack off the ground and swung it over his shoulder.
"But where will you go? I thought you said that you don't want to go back home because of your sister?"
"Eh... I'll find somewhere to stay," Dib said as he brushed some of his jet black hair out of his face.
They both waved goodbye, and Dib turned and walked down the driveway.
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Taryn watched until he was gone, and then went to the kitchen. She stood there for a moment as if waiting for someone or something. Then she glanced around and pulled the up the sleeve of her trench coat; revealing a black communicator watch. Clicking a few buttons, and glancing around again, Taryn stared motionless at the object on her wrist. Her eyebrows narrowed, and she lowered her head; forming a very serious look on her face as a shadowy figure showed up on the tiny screen.
"Did you find out anything?" a familiar sounding voice stated harshly.
Taryn shook her head, "No, not yet. But give me a few more days with Dib, and I'll be reading him like a book," her serious look darkened.
"Dib doesn't even have a clue that it was me who trashed his sister's room," Taryn continued, "Heh. Trashing her room worked perfectly; he doesn't suspect a thing about me at all."
"Good. And remember; if the information that you harness is useless, there will be severe consequences." The silhouette vanished, and the screen was dark again.
Taryn lowered her arm and looked up. "I WILL retrieve useful information about this boy," she muttered to herself.
"I will not let you down Zim."
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Woo! Talk about suspense! I love writing suspenseful stories... yep... Who would've thought it was ME that trashed Gaz's room?! What do YOU think will happen next? Will Dib find out about my little connection with Zim? Will I destroy Dib's life? Will I turn on Zim and side with Dib?? Who knows! Stay tuned for the next exciting chapter of 'The Traitor'! Oh yeah, and you must also review if you wish to read the next chapter.... Heh heh...
Disclaimer: Remember, I do not own anybody or anything from Invader ZIM; that all belongs to Jhonen. I do, however, own myself. So there. I have not sold my soul to Satan yet, so that means that I still legally own myself. Yep. Ok then. Go ahead and read your brains out.
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The Traitor, ch 3
By GothicAngel
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RIIIING!
Kids flowed out of classrooms and into the hallway. It was Friday, and the bell had just rung symbolizing the end of the day.
'Finally! Skool's out for the weekend. Geeze, today seemed to drag on forever,' Dib thought as he opened his locker. He reached in and grabbed his backpack. He stuffed some books and papers into it and then zipped it up. He threw his bag over his shoulder just as Taryn walked up by him.
"Hey," she said, she smiled her uninviting smile and waved. Her black eyes reflected in the dim-lit skool.
Although Dib knew that Taryn was nice, that smile of hers still sent goosebumps running up his spine.
"Hey," Dib said as he slammed his locker door shut. The door flew back open. "God I hate these lockers..." Dib said as he kicked the locker door shut. "Stay!" he shouted at the locker.
Taryn switched her bag onto the other shoulder, "So... uh... You wanna come over, or me come over to your house or something?"
Dib's eye twitched at the mention of him going 'home.' "Um... it better be your house... My sister is... um... at my house. And I really don't want to go back there."
"Oh... Ok, I can understand that," Taryn said as she and Dib turned towards the doors and walked outside.
Once they had walked down the steps, Dib had a question that was stuck in his head, and he couldn't help but wonder what the answer was. "Um..." he paused for a moment.
Taryn stopped walking and turned to face him, causing her purple hair to fly around freely in the air, "Um what Dib?"
"You... just... The way you dress... Eh... You just... You are so nice... Your appearance makes it look as though you are going to beat the living crap out of somebody."
"Oh..." Taryn put her hands behind her back as she looked down at the ground, "Yeah... I get a lot of questions about that... I mean, it's because of my appearance that I don't have many friends... And most of the ones that I do have are questionable," she shuffled her feet.
"Are you... Goth?" Dib asked after a few seconds.
Taryn glanced up from the ground, "Yeah. I'm just not the violent type. I mean, I'm more so the anti-social/morbid/paranormal type of Goth."
"Oh... ok. Because, you see, my sister is a Goth. And she IS the violent type," he brought his hand up to his cheek and sighed.
"I kinda wondered if she was Goth or not... I mean, I have only gotten brief glances of her while walking through the halls at skool and stuff." Taryn then started walking down the sidewalk again.
Dib followed close behind. He started thinking as he walked, 'Hmm... This girl is so much like me... is this just a coincidence, or is it some kind of plot Zim has?' He looked at Taryn walking in front of him, 'She seems like a human... Besides the fact that she is kind of peculiar...'
"Sooo...." Taryn said after a moment or two of silence between both of them, "You into any kind of sports?"
"Heh... not really. Unless chasing an alien would count as a sport."
Taryn laughed, "You'd probably be good in track. Exactly how long have you been chasing this alien?"
Dib glanced up at the sky as he thought, "Oh... I'd have to say.... about six years now."
Taryn's eyes shot open, "Wow," she stated, "then I take that back. You'd probably be REALLY good in track!" She giggled again, and they both turned left on a corner and continued walking.
Dib smiled to himself and silently laughed in his head. After about a minute he asked her if she was in any kind of sports.
"Well, not anything skool related. But I do snowboard, skateboard, roller blade, ski, swim, play tennis, roller hockey, volleyball, and I'm in karate class."
"Wow," Dib seemed shocked, "That's a lot... Did you leave anything out?" he laughed slightly.
Taryn stopped walking and put her finger to her lips, obviously thinking. "Um... nope. That's everything. Although, I am a recent member of a paranormal group."
"Really? What's it called? Because I'm a member of a paranormal group too," Dib swung his backpack over his other shoulder.
"It's called the Swollen Eyeballs."
Dib stopped dead in his tracks. Taryn didn't notice, and continued walking.
"What's the name of the group you're with?" after he didn't answer for a moment, Taryn asked again, "Dib?" she stopped walking and looked behind her, "Dib? Are you ok? Is something wrong?"
Dib quickly shook it off and walked up beside her. "No... No, I'm fine... Nothing's wrong."
Taryn shot him a suspicious glance and then turned and continued walking down the street.
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"Well, here we are," Taryn pointed to a big white house on the corner with a tree fort in the tree as they turned to walk down the driveway. "My parents aren't home, but you're welcome inside." She swung her backpack off her shoulder and laid it on the ground. She opened a pocket and pulled out a key. Sticking the key in the keyhole on the doorknob, Taryn twisted the handle and swung the door open.
"Welcome to my humble abode." She said sarcastically as she held the door open for Dib as he walked inside.
Dib happened to get a glance at the doormat right before he walked in the house. It said, 'Go Away' in big, red letters, and had a rabid wolf on it.
'Very inviting,' he thought.
"Are you hungry? We have plenty of food," Taryn said, swinging open the fridge door. "Popsicle?" She tossed a Trix Pop to Dib before he could answer. "Nice catch," she said sarcastically as the Popsicle bounced off his forehead and landed on the kitchen table.
"I wasn't looking..." Dib mumbled as he picked up the Popsicle and began to unwrap it.
Taryn grabbed an apple out of a bowl on the counter. "I like fruit," she said as she tossed the apple into the air and caught it again. "You know what they say; an apple a day keeps the doctor away." She took a bite of the fruit.
Dib just sat at the table licking his Popsicle.
"So...." he said after a minute, "Where's your room at?" (A/N: Don't EVEN be thinking it you sick-minded people...!)
"Oh, I'll show you," Taryn motioned with her hand for Dib to follow.
They stopped at a door that had pictures taped all over it; pictures of Johnny, Devi, and Squee. Dib didn't ask about the pictures.
"Well, here we are," Taryn said.
Dib did, however, question about the crow skulls and feathers hanging above her door.
"What's with those?" He pointed up at the skulls.
"Oh, decorations." Taryn smirked and opened the door.
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As soon as the door opened, a big blur of something black and brown pounced onto Dib, knocking him flat onto his back in a heartbeat.
Dib shrieked and struggled to free himself from the heavy weight that was crushing him. He thought for sure that he was being attacked. But what was this? He wasn't being attacked at all, it seemed as though he was being.... licked? He looked up at the creature standing on his belly, and saw that it was nothing more than a dog. A Doberman. And he was heavy too.
"Oh, sorry Dib... This is Pooch, my dog. He gets a little crazy with the licking when I have company over. Believe it or not, he's very well trained." She grabbed the dog's collar and pulled him off of Dib with a huff.
Dib stood up, a little shakily. "So uh... What all can he do?"
"Well, he can sit, lay, shake, speak, sing, give you five, and give you kisses. I see that you already know about the last one," she laughed.
"Oh... yeah...." Dib put his hand behind his neck and laughed a little.
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"Well it was nice having you over for the afternoon Dib," Taryn said she led Dib out. It was now 6:00 pm, and Dib had been at her house for about three hours. "You know, I thought that when I moved here, I wouldn't... well, make any friends or anything because everybody thinks I'm weird... Thanks Dib, thanks for making me feel welcomed; I really appreciate it a lot."
"No problem. I know what it feels like to be left out." Dib said as he walked out the door. 'Although I DID think you were freaky when you first walked into the classroom...' he thought to himself.
"Well, I'd better get going," he said as he grabbed his backpack off the ground and swung it over his shoulder.
"But where will you go? I thought you said that you don't want to go back home because of your sister?"
"Eh... I'll find somewhere to stay," Dib said as he brushed some of his jet black hair out of his face.
They both waved goodbye, and Dib turned and walked down the driveway.
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Taryn watched until he was gone, and then went to the kitchen. She stood there for a moment as if waiting for someone or something. Then she glanced around and pulled the up the sleeve of her trench coat; revealing a black communicator watch. Clicking a few buttons, and glancing around again, Taryn stared motionless at the object on her wrist. Her eyebrows narrowed, and she lowered her head; forming a very serious look on her face as a shadowy figure showed up on the tiny screen.
"Did you find out anything?" a familiar sounding voice stated harshly.
Taryn shook her head, "No, not yet. But give me a few more days with Dib, and I'll be reading him like a book," her serious look darkened.
"Dib doesn't even have a clue that it was me who trashed his sister's room," Taryn continued, "Heh. Trashing her room worked perfectly; he doesn't suspect a thing about me at all."
"Good. And remember; if the information that you harness is useless, there will be severe consequences." The silhouette vanished, and the screen was dark again.
Taryn lowered her arm and looked up. "I WILL retrieve useful information about this boy," she muttered to herself.
"I will not let you down Zim."
~~
Woo! Talk about suspense! I love writing suspenseful stories... yep... Who would've thought it was ME that trashed Gaz's room?! What do YOU think will happen next? Will Dib find out about my little connection with Zim? Will I destroy Dib's life? Will I turn on Zim and side with Dib?? Who knows! Stay tuned for the next exciting chapter of 'The Traitor'! Oh yeah, and you must also review if you wish to read the next chapter.... Heh heh...