Damn. Sorry for making you guys wait so long. Actually, within the time between the last time I posted and this, I've written 2.5 chapters to this story. ^_^ I'm SO into this story! Look for another update soon!
Shout outs! Woo! Damn did I miss these ^_^
Cowboyinuyasha. Cause you were the first to review to this chapter I mainly kept to your vote to write it from Dib's brain. ^_^ Aw... Huggeling Dibby-kun? Kawaii! Thanks!
DibMagician. Woo!
Yuta. ^_^ Wo... You are happy.Actually, I was contemplating switching back and forth between Dib and Zim, but I never seemed to get on that track... But chapter 5 is mostly about Zimmy ^_^ be happy! Thanks for reading!
Damocles32. ^_^ Squee... You like a lot. ::Hugs fluffy ZADR fic:: ^_^ So fluffy... But yes, I feel like it's wronging Jhonen's naturally bleak outlook to make all slash fics happy and fluffy. But this doesn't quite go "Oh! Ha! Then the ending must be dreary! MWAHAHHAHAHAHHA!" No! The endings are happy... Just not bunny happy. Happy as in "And they didn't die." happy ^_^ and NO! I'm definitely not ditzing fluf! I love it! All I'm saying is I'm honoring Jhonen in this piece... That's all ^_^ Oh yeah... Get a cable modem, Matt!
-_- Only 4? I feel kinda saddened. C'Mon pple! Tell your friends about this story! C'mon! More reviews means more motivation... FEED MY OBSESSION!!!!!!!!! ::Get a frying pan thrown at her head::
SH's mom: If you want to feed "Obsession" so bad, make the food your self!
... -_-...
Okay... Enough ranting...
Chapter 3
Warning: Damn is this a violent chapter...
Disclaimer: Damn do I want to own... Damn do I like the word "damn" today ^_^()
Dib opened his eyes slowly, taking in the bleak scenery around him. Sighing audibly, he staggered to his feet, leaning against a tree for support. He looked around half-heatedly.
He could see for miles, being on the highest point. The sky was grey with the threat of bitter cold rain, and the only thing taller than him was the massive dead tree that stood right next to him. Closing his eyes, a cool wind blew across his face.
"I'm here again..."
"Where else do you would go?" Dib looked up into the tree, slowly. Staring down were a pair of menacing, blood red eyes. Dib smiled a dejected smile,
Cheshier cat?" Sunlight glistened off of the fangs.
"Why yes, my Alice." Dib smiled absently, retaking his seat under the tree. The demon-like cat snaked down, coming to rest in front of the boy.
"You look pleasant today." Dib leaned back,
"I'm on quite a number of drugs, Chesier." Another toothy grin,
"You are quite fond of that name, boy."
"I figure it fits you. If you don't like it, why don't you tell me your name?"
"If you want to know my name... name me." Dib looked at the demon, confused, "All I'm saying, is that you know everything that has happened, everything that is happening, and everything that will happen in this world."
"I believe you're speaking in riddles."
"Aren't you a bright one..." Thunder rumbled in the distance.
"My drugs are wearing off. I'm going to wake up now." Dib stated, standing up.
"Farewell, my Alice" The cat spoke, disappearing slowly. Dib continued to stare at the spot the cat had just occupied, before collapsing in pain
Oh god! It hurts so much!'
* *
Nurses ran into the room.
"Get him untied!" One screamed, pulling roughly on the nylon ties, as Dib writhered violently on the bed. Finally, the bondage came loose. Dib jerked up, retching over the side of the bed. Bile and stomach acid splattered onto the floor, immediately polluting the air with their stench. Dib laid, dry-heaving, tears burning in his wide, amber eyes. When the convolutions stopped, he slumped down on the railing of his bed. He lay, panting, as a nurse slipped behind him.
Why does it hurt so bad? What happened?!' he wondered absently through his dream-like fog. His eyes burned, his skin crawled, and his throat was raw, but the only pain his mind seemed to register was the one coming from his arm. Slowly, Dib turned and stared at a young nurse. She stood only a foot away, wide-eyed in fear, and on the verge of tears. His eyes started clearing the blurry image in front of him. About five feet behind the young nurse, stood a few of the older ones... The experienced. His eyes then shifted toward them, staring idly. One of them spoke,
"Back away, child. Back away slowly." She said quietly. Dib just continued to stare, eyes shifting back to the girl next to him.
Why should she back away? What's going on?' He turned his arm slowly, looking down at it. Protruding into the pale flesh of his upper arm was a needle, gleaming in the fluorescent light. Contorting his free arm, he reached up and dislodged it from his skin, eyes hallow and unblinking. He put it up in front of his eyes, staring at it, rolling it between his fingers. The women just stood, rooted to the ground, watching the frayed child examine the needle. Seeing no immediate danger in this action, the nurses started to calm down again, until the needle slipped. Dib winced as the sharp metal slipped into his skin, only to, moments later, fall lifelessly onto the bed. The empty eyes looked at the dripping crimson seeping out of the tiny cut in his thumb. He brought his hand up toward his face, laboredly, until his tongue could reach the forming blood. He sat there, sliding the pink muscle over the small slit. The nurses watched, unsure what to do, until Dib's hand fell from his mouth, and his eyes began to close. The women breathed a sigh of relief, starting to walk away. Suddenly, Dib flung himself at them, clawing madly; his bed toppling over with the sheer force. Dib crashed to the ground. He lay there, stunned for a moment, as the nurses scrambled for the door. Launching himself forward, Dib grasped a hold of one of their skirts. The youngest nurse screamed, trying desperately to dislodge the nails that were spearing through the fabric. Now that the ice was broken, the nurses went into full action mode. Two of them ran into the hallway, calling for help, while the other two ran to the assistance of the fifth nurse. Screams of panic and cries for help echoed through the halls. The white fabric ripped as the young nurse's foot collided with Dib's head, causing him to fall to the ground with a sickening crack.
^_^ Well, wasn't that violent? Okay. Got a serous headache and my eyes burn, so I'm gunna keep this simple. R & R! The next chapter's all ready written, but I gotta type it. I'm gunna try to get it up before Christmas, and the 5th chap. will probably be my Christmas present to you all. ^_^ So I'll be putting it up on Christmas. Chapter 5 is actually the start of the actual plot. ^_^ The end to all this palliminary crap. ^_~ Hope I've confused you more!
- Shang Hai
Shout outs! Woo! Damn did I miss these ^_^
Cowboyinuyasha. Cause you were the first to review to this chapter I mainly kept to your vote to write it from Dib's brain. ^_^ Aw... Huggeling Dibby-kun? Kawaii! Thanks!
DibMagician. Woo!
Yuta. ^_^ Wo... You are happy.Actually, I was contemplating switching back and forth between Dib and Zim, but I never seemed to get on that track... But chapter 5 is mostly about Zimmy ^_^ be happy! Thanks for reading!
Damocles32. ^_^ Squee... You like a lot. ::Hugs fluffy ZADR fic:: ^_^ So fluffy... But yes, I feel like it's wronging Jhonen's naturally bleak outlook to make all slash fics happy and fluffy. But this doesn't quite go "Oh! Ha! Then the ending must be dreary! MWAHAHHAHAHAHHA!" No! The endings are happy... Just not bunny happy. Happy as in "And they didn't die." happy ^_^ and NO! I'm definitely not ditzing fluf! I love it! All I'm saying is I'm honoring Jhonen in this piece... That's all ^_^ Oh yeah... Get a cable modem, Matt!
-_- Only 4? I feel kinda saddened. C'Mon pple! Tell your friends about this story! C'mon! More reviews means more motivation... FEED MY OBSESSION!!!!!!!!! ::Get a frying pan thrown at her head::
SH's mom: If you want to feed "Obsession" so bad, make the food your self!
... -_-...
Okay... Enough ranting...
Chapter 3
Warning: Damn is this a violent chapter...
Disclaimer: Damn do I want to own... Damn do I like the word "damn" today ^_^()
Dib opened his eyes slowly, taking in the bleak scenery around him. Sighing audibly, he staggered to his feet, leaning against a tree for support. He looked around half-heatedly.
He could see for miles, being on the highest point. The sky was grey with the threat of bitter cold rain, and the only thing taller than him was the massive dead tree that stood right next to him. Closing his eyes, a cool wind blew across his face.
"I'm here again..."
"Where else do you would go?" Dib looked up into the tree, slowly. Staring down were a pair of menacing, blood red eyes. Dib smiled a dejected smile,
Cheshier cat?" Sunlight glistened off of the fangs.
"Why yes, my Alice." Dib smiled absently, retaking his seat under the tree. The demon-like cat snaked down, coming to rest in front of the boy.
"You look pleasant today." Dib leaned back,
"I'm on quite a number of drugs, Chesier." Another toothy grin,
"You are quite fond of that name, boy."
"I figure it fits you. If you don't like it, why don't you tell me your name?"
"If you want to know my name... name me." Dib looked at the demon, confused, "All I'm saying, is that you know everything that has happened, everything that is happening, and everything that will happen in this world."
"I believe you're speaking in riddles."
"Aren't you a bright one..." Thunder rumbled in the distance.
"My drugs are wearing off. I'm going to wake up now." Dib stated, standing up.
"Farewell, my Alice" The cat spoke, disappearing slowly. Dib continued to stare at the spot the cat had just occupied, before collapsing in pain
Oh god! It hurts so much!'
* *
Nurses ran into the room.
"Get him untied!" One screamed, pulling roughly on the nylon ties, as Dib writhered violently on the bed. Finally, the bondage came loose. Dib jerked up, retching over the side of the bed. Bile and stomach acid splattered onto the floor, immediately polluting the air with their stench. Dib laid, dry-heaving, tears burning in his wide, amber eyes. When the convolutions stopped, he slumped down on the railing of his bed. He lay, panting, as a nurse slipped behind him.
Why does it hurt so bad? What happened?!' he wondered absently through his dream-like fog. His eyes burned, his skin crawled, and his throat was raw, but the only pain his mind seemed to register was the one coming from his arm. Slowly, Dib turned and stared at a young nurse. She stood only a foot away, wide-eyed in fear, and on the verge of tears. His eyes started clearing the blurry image in front of him. About five feet behind the young nurse, stood a few of the older ones... The experienced. His eyes then shifted toward them, staring idly. One of them spoke,
"Back away, child. Back away slowly." She said quietly. Dib just continued to stare, eyes shifting back to the girl next to him.
Why should she back away? What's going on?' He turned his arm slowly, looking down at it. Protruding into the pale flesh of his upper arm was a needle, gleaming in the fluorescent light. Contorting his free arm, he reached up and dislodged it from his skin, eyes hallow and unblinking. He put it up in front of his eyes, staring at it, rolling it between his fingers. The women just stood, rooted to the ground, watching the frayed child examine the needle. Seeing no immediate danger in this action, the nurses started to calm down again, until the needle slipped. Dib winced as the sharp metal slipped into his skin, only to, moments later, fall lifelessly onto the bed. The empty eyes looked at the dripping crimson seeping out of the tiny cut in his thumb. He brought his hand up toward his face, laboredly, until his tongue could reach the forming blood. He sat there, sliding the pink muscle over the small slit. The nurses watched, unsure what to do, until Dib's hand fell from his mouth, and his eyes began to close. The women breathed a sigh of relief, starting to walk away. Suddenly, Dib flung himself at them, clawing madly; his bed toppling over with the sheer force. Dib crashed to the ground. He lay there, stunned for a moment, as the nurses scrambled for the door. Launching himself forward, Dib grasped a hold of one of their skirts. The youngest nurse screamed, trying desperately to dislodge the nails that were spearing through the fabric. Now that the ice was broken, the nurses went into full action mode. Two of them ran into the hallway, calling for help, while the other two ran to the assistance of the fifth nurse. Screams of panic and cries for help echoed through the halls. The white fabric ripped as the young nurse's foot collided with Dib's head, causing him to fall to the ground with a sickening crack.
^_^ Well, wasn't that violent? Okay. Got a serous headache and my eyes burn, so I'm gunna keep this simple. R & R! The next chapter's all ready written, but I gotta type it. I'm gunna try to get it up before Christmas, and the 5th chap. will probably be my Christmas present to you all. ^_^ So I'll be putting it up on Christmas. Chapter 5 is actually the start of the actual plot. ^_^ The end to all this palliminary crap. ^_~ Hope I've confused you more!
- Shang Hai