Well, here I am with chapter 5. I really should be doing my homework...
But... uh... My boyfriend had my math book, and he left it in his locker...
So, I'll just have to do my algebra homework in advisory in the morning.
Well, not much to explain here. But I would like to thank all of you who
have taken the time to sit and read my stories and then review them for me.
So, I'd just like to give a big thanks to all of you out there, who
actually done that. It really means a lot to me.
Remember that I am © myself, including all my actions and everything. And Invader ZIM characters are always © Jhonen Vasquez. Ok, now you all can enjoy the story! (And if it seems like I am not as hyper and energetic today as I usually am, well... I've been kind of depressed recently.)
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The Traitor, ch 5
By GothicAngel
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Dib sat hunched over at the bottom of the bed with his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands. Gaz was gone for the night, and his dad was at the lab, so he figured it would probably be pretty safe to come home at least for a couple of hours.
He sighed and looked over his shoulder at the glowing green numbers on the digital clock next to his bed. It read 8:56 p.m.; the night was still young. Dib figured he should probably be out chasing Zim around or trying to plant cameras in his base or something. But tonight... tonight he just didn't feel like it. He felt like it wasn't the right thing to do, for some strange reason. He knew that he should probably be over there, ripping Zim's heart from his body for what he did to Taryn. If he even had a heart, that is.
But then another thought popped into his mind. What if Taryn had agreed to work for Zim in the first place? Or what if maybe she iwas/i Irken? No... She seemed like she had control of her own life, if she was truly human, that is. But perhaps Zim had threatened her family, and he forced her to work with him and gather information. That was another possibility also.
Dib twisted his body and snapped his back. He had been sitting on his bed for at least an hour or so, thinking, and his back and neck had gotten stiff. He put his head back into his hands, and rubbed his eyes.
'It figures,' he thought quietly to himself, 'it just figures. I should know better than to trust anybody or tell them anything. I guess I can't ever have any friends.' Dib stood up off the bed and stretched his arms. He walked out the door and down the hall, into the bathroom. Turning the cold water on full-blast, he splashed some on his face, and then vigorously dried with a nearby towel.
Deciding that there was nothing else to do, and the fact that he didn't have any homework, Dib decided to wander aimlessly around town. He walked back into his bedroom and grabbed his coat off of the back of his chair. Sitting down on his bed, he slipped on his boots and quickly laced them up.
Checking to make sure that his wristwatch was accurate with the clocks in the house, he grabbed and extra key off the ring hanging on the wall inside his dad's room and took off down the stairs and towards the door. Car lights flashed through the windows and into the dark house as they drove by.
Dib opened the door and walked out, closing and locking it behind him. It was November 22, and it wasn't even cold outside; maybe a little chilly, but not cold. In fact, Dib probably hadn't even needed his coat at all. But still, he loved the coat. It helped camouflage him, even though it was dark enough out where he could have wore white and not be seen.
The moon and stars were hiding, and nowhere to be seen. Dark, heavy clouds blanketed the sky in many thick layers. Rain was a possibility, even though it really should be snow this time of the year.
Light gusts of wind sent brown, dead leaves tumbling from their branches up in the trees down to the earth below. Dib stuck his hands in his pockets and began walking down the sidewalk as leaves swirled and danced around his feet. He walked in silence, thinking to himself as the wind gently blew the hair out of his face.
Dib enjoyed being outside at night; away from other people. During the day, if he was not at skool, he was usually inside, keeping to himself. He didn't like going to public places during the daylight hours. People would always stare awkwardly at him, and whisper comments to each other about how 'weird' he looked.
'Pfft. What do they know anyways?' Dib thought to himself as he stared into the darkness straight ahead of him, 'They're the ones that are weird. Every time I try to go somewhere, I always get gawked at; like I'm some kind of.... deformed human/animal mishap!' His brow narrowed in annoyance, and he shook his head in despite of the other people.
Sighing and kicking a pebble into a nearby storm drain, Dib suddenly remembered that he had never actually read the note that Taryn had given him. Reaching into his pant's pocket, he realized that he had never taken it out. He walked over and stood under a street light, which emitted a dim circle of light on the ground.
He unfolded the note and began to read:
'Dib,
Hey, is it ok if I come over to your house or something this Wednesday? I thought it would be nice if we could hang out after skool and do our homework together and stuff. I've been spying on that Zim kid lately, and did you know that he actually IS an alien? I'm serious! Trust me, I know.'
"Yeah, I'm sure you do," Dib mumbled to himself as he continued to read:
'Anyways, get back to me soon if you can, I'd like to come over if Gaz isn't there. Because I know that you can't go home if she is. So if we can't go to your house, how about we go hang out at the café and get a latté or something? Well, let me know what you think. See you at skool tomorrow.
-Taryn'
Dib sighed, folded the note up, and stuck it back in his pocket. 'Yes,' he thought to himself, 'I'm sure you do know that Zim is an alien. I know he is, but I don't have to WORK for him to realize it.'
Dib walked out from under the faint glow of the street light and back into the darkness.
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A while later, Dib had already been through the city park; and was now walking down the alleyways in between buildings. He pulled up his sleeve and checked his watch. The glowing florescent numbers read 10:34 p.m.
Tomorrow was Tuesday, and that meant that there would be skool. Dib knew he should be going to bed pretty soon, but he figured that Gaz was probably home by now, and he didn't want to go back to the house. He slowly walked in front of the dark buildings of the tiny strip malls, gazing in through the windows of some, and just strolling past others showing no interest whatsoever.
There was a light on in the last store, at the end of the sidewalk, about fifteen feet or so away. Dib recognized the store, because he sometimes went there to buy supplies needed for a few of his experiments. His dad often shopped there too when he was around. The store was called 'Computer Craze.' It was full of computers, computer parts, and many other mechanical devices. Dib knew the guy that worked there; his name was Nathan Wood. They had become good friends over time.
Knowing that the shop closed at 7:00 p.m., Dib wondered why the light was still on. He thought about going over and peeking in the window, but something didn't seem quite right. For some reason, fear took hold of Dib, and he backed up a few steps, away from the store.
At that very moment, the door leading into the building flew open, slamming against the outside wall. Dib quickly glanced to his left and then to his right. Seeing that to his right there was an alley, he swiftly backed up into it, and then cautiously peered around the corner.
Watching as the light went out inside, Dib saw a vague silhouette of a person walking out of the store backwards, pulling a bag that obviously had something in it. He didn't know who the person was; it was too dark to make out any of their features.
The person took the sack and tossed it over their shoulder. They started to walk away when suddenly, stopped. Standing there in the darkness, Dib could see that the person was moving his/her head from side to side, as if looking for something.
'It's too dark out here, and I'm in this alley,' Dib thought, 'There's no way that person can see me.'
Suddenly, the streetlight flickered on. It hadn't been on before for some reason. The light was just enough for Dib to see who was standing there, enveloped in black clothing. Glancing ever so slightly around the corner, his eyes widened and he turned away; pressing his back to the brick wall of the alleyway. His hands started shaking faintly.
Dib took a deep breath and then slowly peered back around the corner. There stood Taryn, carrying a black bag over her shoulder. She was looking around; her eyes were darting from place to place. Dib studied her eyes for a moment. They were different tonight... They were...
Just then, the light flickered off again. Dib gasped as he saw that her eyes were glowing RED; a deep, crimson red. The light continued to flash, and through the flashes, he could see Taryn look up at the light, as if annoyed with it. She pointed her index and middle fingers towards the light, and everything seemed to get eerily silent. The light glowed steadily for a few seconds, until all of a sudden; it EXPLODED, sending fragments of glass everywhere. The whole area was swallowed up by darkness.
Dib stared, with his mouth open, as he watched Taryn walk off into the shadows. He could hear glass crunching under her boots as she moved swiftly. He watched as she walked to the middle of the street, and could then hear the beeping of buttons being pushed. He could see the outline of her figure, and as she turned around, he could see her eyes glowing in the night. Her eyes seemed to be looking right at him, as if burning a hole through his body.
She stood completely still, and Dib watched from the shadows as the deep shining of her eyes vanished suddenly. Hearing nothing other than the wind rustling through the trees, the teenager realized she was gone. He pressed his back up against the wall, and slowly slid down it.
'She's... Not even human,' Dib thought to himself, 'Not even.... Human.' The wind blew his hair into his face, but he didn't bother to brush it away. His mind was raging at the moment, and he didn't know what to do. His only close friend wasn't a friend at all. She wasn't even human, and Dib knew what had to be done.
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Well, alrighty then. That's it for now. I need some more reviews if you all want me to continue. I am a cliffhanger person! I know!! Hehe. I love doing that... It just makes people wanna read MORE! And that's good! Sorry if this chapter was kind of lame... But I was bored and confused... and I really SHOULD be doing my homework... But I'm not... *gets this picture of herself getting yelled at by Mrs. Lowler tomorrow...* ...Oh well. Well, that''s all I have to say, other than this: PLEASE REVIEW! Ok, see y'all later!
Remember that I am © myself, including all my actions and everything. And Invader ZIM characters are always © Jhonen Vasquez. Ok, now you all can enjoy the story! (And if it seems like I am not as hyper and energetic today as I usually am, well... I've been kind of depressed recently.)
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The Traitor, ch 5
By GothicAngel
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Dib sat hunched over at the bottom of the bed with his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands. Gaz was gone for the night, and his dad was at the lab, so he figured it would probably be pretty safe to come home at least for a couple of hours.
He sighed and looked over his shoulder at the glowing green numbers on the digital clock next to his bed. It read 8:56 p.m.; the night was still young. Dib figured he should probably be out chasing Zim around or trying to plant cameras in his base or something. But tonight... tonight he just didn't feel like it. He felt like it wasn't the right thing to do, for some strange reason. He knew that he should probably be over there, ripping Zim's heart from his body for what he did to Taryn. If he even had a heart, that is.
But then another thought popped into his mind. What if Taryn had agreed to work for Zim in the first place? Or what if maybe she iwas/i Irken? No... She seemed like she had control of her own life, if she was truly human, that is. But perhaps Zim had threatened her family, and he forced her to work with him and gather information. That was another possibility also.
Dib twisted his body and snapped his back. He had been sitting on his bed for at least an hour or so, thinking, and his back and neck had gotten stiff. He put his head back into his hands, and rubbed his eyes.
'It figures,' he thought quietly to himself, 'it just figures. I should know better than to trust anybody or tell them anything. I guess I can't ever have any friends.' Dib stood up off the bed and stretched his arms. He walked out the door and down the hall, into the bathroom. Turning the cold water on full-blast, he splashed some on his face, and then vigorously dried with a nearby towel.
Deciding that there was nothing else to do, and the fact that he didn't have any homework, Dib decided to wander aimlessly around town. He walked back into his bedroom and grabbed his coat off of the back of his chair. Sitting down on his bed, he slipped on his boots and quickly laced them up.
Checking to make sure that his wristwatch was accurate with the clocks in the house, he grabbed and extra key off the ring hanging on the wall inside his dad's room and took off down the stairs and towards the door. Car lights flashed through the windows and into the dark house as they drove by.
Dib opened the door and walked out, closing and locking it behind him. It was November 22, and it wasn't even cold outside; maybe a little chilly, but not cold. In fact, Dib probably hadn't even needed his coat at all. But still, he loved the coat. It helped camouflage him, even though it was dark enough out where he could have wore white and not be seen.
The moon and stars were hiding, and nowhere to be seen. Dark, heavy clouds blanketed the sky in many thick layers. Rain was a possibility, even though it really should be snow this time of the year.
Light gusts of wind sent brown, dead leaves tumbling from their branches up in the trees down to the earth below. Dib stuck his hands in his pockets and began walking down the sidewalk as leaves swirled and danced around his feet. He walked in silence, thinking to himself as the wind gently blew the hair out of his face.
Dib enjoyed being outside at night; away from other people. During the day, if he was not at skool, he was usually inside, keeping to himself. He didn't like going to public places during the daylight hours. People would always stare awkwardly at him, and whisper comments to each other about how 'weird' he looked.
'Pfft. What do they know anyways?' Dib thought to himself as he stared into the darkness straight ahead of him, 'They're the ones that are weird. Every time I try to go somewhere, I always get gawked at; like I'm some kind of.... deformed human/animal mishap!' His brow narrowed in annoyance, and he shook his head in despite of the other people.
Sighing and kicking a pebble into a nearby storm drain, Dib suddenly remembered that he had never actually read the note that Taryn had given him. Reaching into his pant's pocket, he realized that he had never taken it out. He walked over and stood under a street light, which emitted a dim circle of light on the ground.
He unfolded the note and began to read:
'Dib,
Hey, is it ok if I come over to your house or something this Wednesday? I thought it would be nice if we could hang out after skool and do our homework together and stuff. I've been spying on that Zim kid lately, and did you know that he actually IS an alien? I'm serious! Trust me, I know.'
"Yeah, I'm sure you do," Dib mumbled to himself as he continued to read:
'Anyways, get back to me soon if you can, I'd like to come over if Gaz isn't there. Because I know that you can't go home if she is. So if we can't go to your house, how about we go hang out at the café and get a latté or something? Well, let me know what you think. See you at skool tomorrow.
-Taryn'
Dib sighed, folded the note up, and stuck it back in his pocket. 'Yes,' he thought to himself, 'I'm sure you do know that Zim is an alien. I know he is, but I don't have to WORK for him to realize it.'
Dib walked out from under the faint glow of the street light and back into the darkness.
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A while later, Dib had already been through the city park; and was now walking down the alleyways in between buildings. He pulled up his sleeve and checked his watch. The glowing florescent numbers read 10:34 p.m.
Tomorrow was Tuesday, and that meant that there would be skool. Dib knew he should be going to bed pretty soon, but he figured that Gaz was probably home by now, and he didn't want to go back to the house. He slowly walked in front of the dark buildings of the tiny strip malls, gazing in through the windows of some, and just strolling past others showing no interest whatsoever.
There was a light on in the last store, at the end of the sidewalk, about fifteen feet or so away. Dib recognized the store, because he sometimes went there to buy supplies needed for a few of his experiments. His dad often shopped there too when he was around. The store was called 'Computer Craze.' It was full of computers, computer parts, and many other mechanical devices. Dib knew the guy that worked there; his name was Nathan Wood. They had become good friends over time.
Knowing that the shop closed at 7:00 p.m., Dib wondered why the light was still on. He thought about going over and peeking in the window, but something didn't seem quite right. For some reason, fear took hold of Dib, and he backed up a few steps, away from the store.
At that very moment, the door leading into the building flew open, slamming against the outside wall. Dib quickly glanced to his left and then to his right. Seeing that to his right there was an alley, he swiftly backed up into it, and then cautiously peered around the corner.
Watching as the light went out inside, Dib saw a vague silhouette of a person walking out of the store backwards, pulling a bag that obviously had something in it. He didn't know who the person was; it was too dark to make out any of their features.
The person took the sack and tossed it over their shoulder. They started to walk away when suddenly, stopped. Standing there in the darkness, Dib could see that the person was moving his/her head from side to side, as if looking for something.
'It's too dark out here, and I'm in this alley,' Dib thought, 'There's no way that person can see me.'
Suddenly, the streetlight flickered on. It hadn't been on before for some reason. The light was just enough for Dib to see who was standing there, enveloped in black clothing. Glancing ever so slightly around the corner, his eyes widened and he turned away; pressing his back to the brick wall of the alleyway. His hands started shaking faintly.
Dib took a deep breath and then slowly peered back around the corner. There stood Taryn, carrying a black bag over her shoulder. She was looking around; her eyes were darting from place to place. Dib studied her eyes for a moment. They were different tonight... They were...
Just then, the light flickered off again. Dib gasped as he saw that her eyes were glowing RED; a deep, crimson red. The light continued to flash, and through the flashes, he could see Taryn look up at the light, as if annoyed with it. She pointed her index and middle fingers towards the light, and everything seemed to get eerily silent. The light glowed steadily for a few seconds, until all of a sudden; it EXPLODED, sending fragments of glass everywhere. The whole area was swallowed up by darkness.
Dib stared, with his mouth open, as he watched Taryn walk off into the shadows. He could hear glass crunching under her boots as she moved swiftly. He watched as she walked to the middle of the street, and could then hear the beeping of buttons being pushed. He could see the outline of her figure, and as she turned around, he could see her eyes glowing in the night. Her eyes seemed to be looking right at him, as if burning a hole through his body.
She stood completely still, and Dib watched from the shadows as the deep shining of her eyes vanished suddenly. Hearing nothing other than the wind rustling through the trees, the teenager realized she was gone. He pressed his back up against the wall, and slowly slid down it.
'She's... Not even human,' Dib thought to himself, 'Not even.... Human.' The wind blew his hair into his face, but he didn't bother to brush it away. His mind was raging at the moment, and he didn't know what to do. His only close friend wasn't a friend at all. She wasn't even human, and Dib knew what had to be done.
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Well, alrighty then. That's it for now. I need some more reviews if you all want me to continue. I am a cliffhanger person! I know!! Hehe. I love doing that... It just makes people wanna read MORE! And that's good! Sorry if this chapter was kind of lame... But I was bored and confused... and I really SHOULD be doing my homework... But I'm not... *gets this picture of herself getting yelled at by Mrs. Lowler tomorrow...* ...Oh well. Well, that''s all I have to say, other than this: PLEASE REVIEW! Ok, see y'all later!