Doom Witch
Author's Note: Just finished prelims. I'm so happy, I passed them all, guys! And I'm gonna make it up to you. Emily Strange, I'm so fooking sorry, you're my biggest reviewer and a big pillar of support. If I've let you down I'm sorry, but I'm updating before Christmas. And since it's my holidays I'll have plenty of time to write more, okay? And Bonez, I'm glad you're back I'll get to reviewing your story ASAP.
Merry Christmas everyone. Have a good one. God bless.
NOW READ!
WARNING This fic is not suitable for the flimsy, or those allergic to doom. Thank you.
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- Chapter Twenty-Eight -Big Dirty Compromise-
Everyone on the other side of the boiler room door (outside, that is) blinked in shock and turned their heads towards it, which gave Zim enough time to get his own gun out of his Pak and point it straight at Tak in return, so when she turned back to him and steadied her hand pointed at Zim (it was getting a little heavy by now) she was a bit surprised. Although everyone was still surprised at what characters had tumbled out of the boiler room prison. MAX was the first one to emerge, his guns sliding back into his head as he realised he was free. He then went back in, and Fia emerged, hovering slightly above the ground, her eyes wide with relief that she was out of the boiler room, but quite distressed at seeing everyone looking so angry at Tak.
MAX came back out dragging Jed behind him. Zim let out a little cry of distress and when everyone looked at him he straightened himself in a dignified manner, bellowing "I AM ZIM!" to let them all know, in case they had forgotten in all the commotion. Now that Zim had a gun pointed towards Tak she couldn't do anything and wasn't in charge of the situation. Dib and Gaz stood with their arms limp not knowing whether to make a run for it or stay and watch it go through. Considering they were a bit fixated on what was happening, they went for the latter (humans, eh?).
"So, how long are we gonna be standing here for, eh Zim?" Tak snarled, her gritted teeth on for show, even if her audience weren't wholly focused on her pearly whites.
"That depends on how long it takes for me to pull this trigger, foul Tak- monkey," Zim snapped in an equally as snarly tone to the one Tak had just used. He considered it a witty threat, but Tak threw back her head (keeping her gun positioned on Zim of course) and laughed nastily. Zim took this time to look at Jed, unconscious on the ground, Fia kneeling next to her with MAX randomly screaming at Tak. The three were behind Tak, she had the advantage.
Tak stopped laughing and looked at the two humans standing beside Zim and GIR, their arms limp by their sides, mouths open. Even Gaz was in a situation she found hard to be in, which wasn't very usual for her. Then she looked at GIR, who was eating the crumbs at the bottom of a crisps (potato chips to US dudes) packet, half of the previous contents scattered messily over his green disguise's face. Then she looked to Zim, who flicked his eyes from Jed to Tak's eyes.
Without saying anything, Tak smiled from the corner of her mouth, and swung her gun arm round. At first Zim thought she was surrendering, but that smile always means something else . . . right enough, Tak swung her arm loosely, then steadied it, the finger on the trigger as firm as it was when she had been focused on him. But this time the gun was focused on Jed, the barrels parallel to her skull. One blast would kill her.
The first thought that entered Zim's mind was "shit".
The second thought that entered Zim's mind was that Jed would never kill her own sister when she could easily should Zim, but the smile on Tak's face told him otherwise . . . Tak was a cold-hearted monster, the "evil twin".
The third and conclusive thought that entered Zim's mind rhymed with "Clucking Bell".
Zim swallowed. "This is between me and you, Tak," Zim said strongly, despite his mouth being dry and his eyes on the sparkly cartridge holding the laser bullets that could be his lover's doom if he made a wrong move or upset Tak. Tak was being clever. If he tried something stupid, she would shoot Jed, and even if he shot at Tak, as a trained gunswoman she would be able to swing round and take him with her. Two birds with one stone. Jed's life would be wasted if Zim made a stupid mistake, and both the enemies would be dead, thus the Earth would be safe.
Zim realised, and hated, the fact that he would have to tread very, very carefully indeed.
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After a while, Tak evidently got rather bored, and bent down towards Jed, pressing the gun against her head, causing her Gemini sister to stir, her eyelids twitched and her mouth opened slightly, letting out a light moan, only just audible to Zim, who groaned miserably in response, he was finding the situation very difficult for him, he was used to being in charge and much preferred it that way, but that would be an obvious compromise as it's Invader Zim we're talking about, know what I mean? Okay.
Tak looked up and grinned at Zim horribly. Zim growled, and GIR tried to join in but sounded like a little hyper puppy, so then proceeded to chasing his pretend tail. Three legs shot out of Tak's Pak, and wrapped themselves around Jed. MAX began bleeping at Tak furiously, and Fia, still on her knees, held him back. She did not want Tak to kill this Irken girl, and she certainly did not want Tak to kill Zim, or even Fia herself. MAX writhed and struggled in her grip, but Fia was stronger. Tak stood up with the new weight, turning her gun to Zim again.
"See you later, Zim," she snarled. With that and the movement, Jed woke up slowly, then looked around her after coughing a couple of times. She looked over Tak's shoulder, saw Zim, looked at the scenario. Being a sister of Tak and knowing her tactics, it only took a few seconds for her to figure out what was happening, and believe you me, she did not want it to. She too began wriggling and squirming in her restraints.
"TAK!" she cried, "Tak, please, put me down! PUT ME DOWN! MAX! MAX! TAK! PUT ME . . . " her eyes passed over Zim's eyes, there was a moment of heat and the back of her neck felt a shiver. She meant to scream, but managed only to mouth his name.
Zim took a tentative step forward, the gun now lowered as he watched Tak being all victorious. Seeing Jed look so scared and desperate broke his squeedly-spooch in two, the first time he had ever felt ripped apart in something to do. Zim had always followed his instincts, he had always been such a proud creature, and proud of being such a proud creature. Now he felt torn between his own life and that of Jed's.
Tak's robot flew up into the air and Tak followed it, waving her arm over herself to make her vanish, like she had done when she had destroyed Zim's base a few years ago. It was then that Jed found her scream, and the last thing Zim saw of her was her arm flailing in the air helplessly, calling out, "ZIM! ZIM! I LOVE YOU, ZIM! ZIM!"
"JED! JED! JED! JED! JED . . . Jed . . . Jeh . . . Jed . . . " Zim's yells diminished as he fell to his knees, his head on the ground in dismay. Dib looked down on his enemy in shock. This was so unlike Zim. Gaz took a step forward towards Zim, but Dib stopped her, reaching an arm across her path. For once, Gaz said nothing against her brother's wishes, and left with him.
Gasping on the ground, Zim repeated Jed's name, pounding his fist on the human cement. Fia hovered over to him, while MAX was still looking around the air looking for his mistress.
"Zim," Fia said gently, bending down and putting a comforting hand on his shoulder, "Zim, it's alright. It's not the end, it's okay. It'll be fine, you'll get her back."
"You don't even know her," Zim expressed helplessly.
Fia smiled, and raised Zim's head up to look at her. "No," she agreed, nodding her head slightly to look knowledgeable and kind, "but I know you."
Zim nodded and sat up. "I'll get her back. I'll get her back. Just watch."
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It took a long time for Zim to locate Tak, but discovered she had set up base in an old ice-cream stand and extended all her evil technology onto the back of it. In his base with him was GIR, naturally, MAX and Fia. They were all on the transmission level, huddled around the communication screen. They waited for the screen to flicker, the signal connected, and Tak's face appeared, a wide grin spread over it.
Zim was the first one to notice the cage holding Jed in the background. He cried out to her, "JED!" but she didn't react.
Tak laughed, "She's undergoing some new programs," she said heartily. Zim scowled angrily.
"What does she mean, Zim?" Fia asked. GIR began dancing with MAX, but Jed's SIR Unit remained limp, staring up at Tak with utmost hatred.
"Brainwashing," MAX said numbly, "I can feel it happening to her. I can feel her will going. IT'S A CATASTROPHE!"
"I like apostrophes," GIR squeaked innocently from where he was now waltzing with a piggy, "they taste like dem tacos. Tacos taste gooooood."
No one paid attention to GIR except Fia, who lost interest very quickly and returned to Zim and Tak staring each other down.
"You make me sick, Tak," Zim snarled, "You don't deserve to look like someone related to Jed."
"Oh, she's always been much prettier than me, Zim. That's why you fell for her, not me," Tak snapped, "All this has been your fault Zim, you can't blame me for your many, many faults."
"Let her go, Tak. I'll share Earth with you if you do." Zim compromised. This only invoked another nasty laugh from Tak. Zim had had enough of those and flinched.
"I can get Earth to myself, Zim, that's not a problem. What is a problem is making you suffer for all you've done to me, and if that means taking drastic measures - including altering my sister - then so be it."
"She's done nothing! Let her go! Send her to the Armada . . . she has nothing to do with this!"
Tak shook her head, almost sadly, "No, Zim, that's what makes it a message. If I did this to Dib then you wouldn't understand. Just be thankful that the last thing she ever said to you as your ally was that she loved you. Be grateful for that Zim, because she did, and she does. It will take a long time to break through that. But you don't love her, do you Zim? You love the human. That knowledge alone would destroy Jed. Love is a treacherous, treacherous thing, Zim, an emotion that should remain select to weak minds."
Zim shook his head, but was unable to speak.
"You will see what's in store for you, Zim. But your days are selected, highlighted, and numbered. I will see you soon, Zim. Goodbye." Tak reached for a button.
"Tak, no! NO! JED! JED!" Zim yelled, but the screen turned black and Zim was alone, despite Fia, MAX and GIR around him.
Fia said nothing. GIR whistled, and MAX nattered away to Zim about possible plans.
"We'll just have to infiltrate her base to get Jed back," Zim decided, "I've held this off too long. I can't believe I didn't prepare. Sometimes I'm such a jaded little monkey."
"What's the situation with Jed and Gaz, Zim?" Fia asked, "Was Tak telling the truth? Do you love the human?"
"I don't know. I don't know anything about stupid infantile humany problems, and I don't need to. I don't know how I feel. Leave me be. Leave me." Zim snapped, and Fia nodded. But she had her answer, and Zim knew that.
"I love Jed," Zim called after her, "but not as much as Gaz. But I still love Jed. I want her back, Fia. You have to help me."
"Why?"
"Why? WHY? Because I AM ZIM, and I command you to do so, foul being!" Zim randomly expectorated. Fia smiled.
"And there was me beginning to think you'd gone all sane on me, Zim," she smiled, then continued to walk away, while Zim shrieked a loud "NEVEEEER!" to her back.
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"What do you think will happen?" Dib asked his sister cautiously. Gaz hadn't said anything since they had returned from the Skool.
"I don't care. I don't want to know. I don't care." Gaz shrugged away any possibilities of a meaningful answer to her brother's question. Dib nodded knowledgeably, but Gaz had one last thing to say which was very meaningful, if cold and horrible.
"I don't care what happens, as long as she kills Jed."
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A/N: Again, this is a taster. Holidays = time and time = boredom and boredom = writing. SO you see, guys, you just need to be patient, but I've been very unreasonably slothful. Sorry guys.
Next chapter: Wait and see. I don't really have a synopsis. You just need to read it.
Merry Christmas. XxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXx
"Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson, look right through me, look right through me. And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad, the dreams in which I'm dying are the best I ever had." - Mad World, Gary Jules (UK Christmas No. 1 2003)
Author's Note: Just finished prelims. I'm so happy, I passed them all, guys! And I'm gonna make it up to you. Emily Strange, I'm so fooking sorry, you're my biggest reviewer and a big pillar of support. If I've let you down I'm sorry, but I'm updating before Christmas. And since it's my holidays I'll have plenty of time to write more, okay? And Bonez, I'm glad you're back I'll get to reviewing your story ASAP.
Merry Christmas everyone. Have a good one. God bless.
NOW READ!
WARNING This fic is not suitable for the flimsy, or those allergic to doom. Thank you.
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- Chapter Twenty-Eight -Big Dirty Compromise-
Everyone on the other side of the boiler room door (outside, that is) blinked in shock and turned their heads towards it, which gave Zim enough time to get his own gun out of his Pak and point it straight at Tak in return, so when she turned back to him and steadied her hand pointed at Zim (it was getting a little heavy by now) she was a bit surprised. Although everyone was still surprised at what characters had tumbled out of the boiler room prison. MAX was the first one to emerge, his guns sliding back into his head as he realised he was free. He then went back in, and Fia emerged, hovering slightly above the ground, her eyes wide with relief that she was out of the boiler room, but quite distressed at seeing everyone looking so angry at Tak.
MAX came back out dragging Jed behind him. Zim let out a little cry of distress and when everyone looked at him he straightened himself in a dignified manner, bellowing "I AM ZIM!" to let them all know, in case they had forgotten in all the commotion. Now that Zim had a gun pointed towards Tak she couldn't do anything and wasn't in charge of the situation. Dib and Gaz stood with their arms limp not knowing whether to make a run for it or stay and watch it go through. Considering they were a bit fixated on what was happening, they went for the latter (humans, eh?).
"So, how long are we gonna be standing here for, eh Zim?" Tak snarled, her gritted teeth on for show, even if her audience weren't wholly focused on her pearly whites.
"That depends on how long it takes for me to pull this trigger, foul Tak- monkey," Zim snapped in an equally as snarly tone to the one Tak had just used. He considered it a witty threat, but Tak threw back her head (keeping her gun positioned on Zim of course) and laughed nastily. Zim took this time to look at Jed, unconscious on the ground, Fia kneeling next to her with MAX randomly screaming at Tak. The three were behind Tak, she had the advantage.
Tak stopped laughing and looked at the two humans standing beside Zim and GIR, their arms limp by their sides, mouths open. Even Gaz was in a situation she found hard to be in, which wasn't very usual for her. Then she looked at GIR, who was eating the crumbs at the bottom of a crisps (potato chips to US dudes) packet, half of the previous contents scattered messily over his green disguise's face. Then she looked to Zim, who flicked his eyes from Jed to Tak's eyes.
Without saying anything, Tak smiled from the corner of her mouth, and swung her gun arm round. At first Zim thought she was surrendering, but that smile always means something else . . . right enough, Tak swung her arm loosely, then steadied it, the finger on the trigger as firm as it was when she had been focused on him. But this time the gun was focused on Jed, the barrels parallel to her skull. One blast would kill her.
The first thought that entered Zim's mind was "shit".
The second thought that entered Zim's mind was that Jed would never kill her own sister when she could easily should Zim, but the smile on Tak's face told him otherwise . . . Tak was a cold-hearted monster, the "evil twin".
The third and conclusive thought that entered Zim's mind rhymed with "Clucking Bell".
Zim swallowed. "This is between me and you, Tak," Zim said strongly, despite his mouth being dry and his eyes on the sparkly cartridge holding the laser bullets that could be his lover's doom if he made a wrong move or upset Tak. Tak was being clever. If he tried something stupid, she would shoot Jed, and even if he shot at Tak, as a trained gunswoman she would be able to swing round and take him with her. Two birds with one stone. Jed's life would be wasted if Zim made a stupid mistake, and both the enemies would be dead, thus the Earth would be safe.
Zim realised, and hated, the fact that he would have to tread very, very carefully indeed.
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After a while, Tak evidently got rather bored, and bent down towards Jed, pressing the gun against her head, causing her Gemini sister to stir, her eyelids twitched and her mouth opened slightly, letting out a light moan, only just audible to Zim, who groaned miserably in response, he was finding the situation very difficult for him, he was used to being in charge and much preferred it that way, but that would be an obvious compromise as it's Invader Zim we're talking about, know what I mean? Okay.
Tak looked up and grinned at Zim horribly. Zim growled, and GIR tried to join in but sounded like a little hyper puppy, so then proceeded to chasing his pretend tail. Three legs shot out of Tak's Pak, and wrapped themselves around Jed. MAX began bleeping at Tak furiously, and Fia, still on her knees, held him back. She did not want Tak to kill this Irken girl, and she certainly did not want Tak to kill Zim, or even Fia herself. MAX writhed and struggled in her grip, but Fia was stronger. Tak stood up with the new weight, turning her gun to Zim again.
"See you later, Zim," she snarled. With that and the movement, Jed woke up slowly, then looked around her after coughing a couple of times. She looked over Tak's shoulder, saw Zim, looked at the scenario. Being a sister of Tak and knowing her tactics, it only took a few seconds for her to figure out what was happening, and believe you me, she did not want it to. She too began wriggling and squirming in her restraints.
"TAK!" she cried, "Tak, please, put me down! PUT ME DOWN! MAX! MAX! TAK! PUT ME . . . " her eyes passed over Zim's eyes, there was a moment of heat and the back of her neck felt a shiver. She meant to scream, but managed only to mouth his name.
Zim took a tentative step forward, the gun now lowered as he watched Tak being all victorious. Seeing Jed look so scared and desperate broke his squeedly-spooch in two, the first time he had ever felt ripped apart in something to do. Zim had always followed his instincts, he had always been such a proud creature, and proud of being such a proud creature. Now he felt torn between his own life and that of Jed's.
Tak's robot flew up into the air and Tak followed it, waving her arm over herself to make her vanish, like she had done when she had destroyed Zim's base a few years ago. It was then that Jed found her scream, and the last thing Zim saw of her was her arm flailing in the air helplessly, calling out, "ZIM! ZIM! I LOVE YOU, ZIM! ZIM!"
"JED! JED! JED! JED! JED . . . Jed . . . Jeh . . . Jed . . . " Zim's yells diminished as he fell to his knees, his head on the ground in dismay. Dib looked down on his enemy in shock. This was so unlike Zim. Gaz took a step forward towards Zim, but Dib stopped her, reaching an arm across her path. For once, Gaz said nothing against her brother's wishes, and left with him.
Gasping on the ground, Zim repeated Jed's name, pounding his fist on the human cement. Fia hovered over to him, while MAX was still looking around the air looking for his mistress.
"Zim," Fia said gently, bending down and putting a comforting hand on his shoulder, "Zim, it's alright. It's not the end, it's okay. It'll be fine, you'll get her back."
"You don't even know her," Zim expressed helplessly.
Fia smiled, and raised Zim's head up to look at her. "No," she agreed, nodding her head slightly to look knowledgeable and kind, "but I know you."
Zim nodded and sat up. "I'll get her back. I'll get her back. Just watch."
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It took a long time for Zim to locate Tak, but discovered she had set up base in an old ice-cream stand and extended all her evil technology onto the back of it. In his base with him was GIR, naturally, MAX and Fia. They were all on the transmission level, huddled around the communication screen. They waited for the screen to flicker, the signal connected, and Tak's face appeared, a wide grin spread over it.
Zim was the first one to notice the cage holding Jed in the background. He cried out to her, "JED!" but she didn't react.
Tak laughed, "She's undergoing some new programs," she said heartily. Zim scowled angrily.
"What does she mean, Zim?" Fia asked. GIR began dancing with MAX, but Jed's SIR Unit remained limp, staring up at Tak with utmost hatred.
"Brainwashing," MAX said numbly, "I can feel it happening to her. I can feel her will going. IT'S A CATASTROPHE!"
"I like apostrophes," GIR squeaked innocently from where he was now waltzing with a piggy, "they taste like dem tacos. Tacos taste gooooood."
No one paid attention to GIR except Fia, who lost interest very quickly and returned to Zim and Tak staring each other down.
"You make me sick, Tak," Zim snarled, "You don't deserve to look like someone related to Jed."
"Oh, she's always been much prettier than me, Zim. That's why you fell for her, not me," Tak snapped, "All this has been your fault Zim, you can't blame me for your many, many faults."
"Let her go, Tak. I'll share Earth with you if you do." Zim compromised. This only invoked another nasty laugh from Tak. Zim had had enough of those and flinched.
"I can get Earth to myself, Zim, that's not a problem. What is a problem is making you suffer for all you've done to me, and if that means taking drastic measures - including altering my sister - then so be it."
"She's done nothing! Let her go! Send her to the Armada . . . she has nothing to do with this!"
Tak shook her head, almost sadly, "No, Zim, that's what makes it a message. If I did this to Dib then you wouldn't understand. Just be thankful that the last thing she ever said to you as your ally was that she loved you. Be grateful for that Zim, because she did, and she does. It will take a long time to break through that. But you don't love her, do you Zim? You love the human. That knowledge alone would destroy Jed. Love is a treacherous, treacherous thing, Zim, an emotion that should remain select to weak minds."
Zim shook his head, but was unable to speak.
"You will see what's in store for you, Zim. But your days are selected, highlighted, and numbered. I will see you soon, Zim. Goodbye." Tak reached for a button.
"Tak, no! NO! JED! JED!" Zim yelled, but the screen turned black and Zim was alone, despite Fia, MAX and GIR around him.
Fia said nothing. GIR whistled, and MAX nattered away to Zim about possible plans.
"We'll just have to infiltrate her base to get Jed back," Zim decided, "I've held this off too long. I can't believe I didn't prepare. Sometimes I'm such a jaded little monkey."
"What's the situation with Jed and Gaz, Zim?" Fia asked, "Was Tak telling the truth? Do you love the human?"
"I don't know. I don't know anything about stupid infantile humany problems, and I don't need to. I don't know how I feel. Leave me be. Leave me." Zim snapped, and Fia nodded. But she had her answer, and Zim knew that.
"I love Jed," Zim called after her, "but not as much as Gaz. But I still love Jed. I want her back, Fia. You have to help me."
"Why?"
"Why? WHY? Because I AM ZIM, and I command you to do so, foul being!" Zim randomly expectorated. Fia smiled.
"And there was me beginning to think you'd gone all sane on me, Zim," she smiled, then continued to walk away, while Zim shrieked a loud "NEVEEEER!" to her back.
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"What do you think will happen?" Dib asked his sister cautiously. Gaz hadn't said anything since they had returned from the Skool.
"I don't care. I don't want to know. I don't care." Gaz shrugged away any possibilities of a meaningful answer to her brother's question. Dib nodded knowledgeably, but Gaz had one last thing to say which was very meaningful, if cold and horrible.
"I don't care what happens, as long as she kills Jed."
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A/N: Again, this is a taster. Holidays = time and time = boredom and boredom = writing. SO you see, guys, you just need to be patient, but I've been very unreasonably slothful. Sorry guys.
Next chapter: Wait and see. I don't really have a synopsis. You just need to read it.
Merry Christmas. XxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXx
"Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson, look right through me, look right through me. And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad, the dreams in which I'm dying are the best I ever had." - Mad World, Gary Jules (UK Christmas No. 1 2003)
