Okay, because I haven't bothered to look for Zim's Irk buddy, I'm gonne
make my own up, hmm..I'll call him GEORGE!! Nah, hehe, that'd it be way
weird with all the "unnormal" names like Meth, and Zim, and Gaz, and
such...oooh which reminds me, there's gonna be a new character soon!! (and
not the one in this chappie!) Oh, yes, and before I forget, thanks for the
reviews RavenNevermore and flying metal, and yes I haven't written for a
LONG time, I know.
"-true Zim! Purples gone insane! He's murdered all the humans! He wants to kill you, Zim! Even anyone caught contacting you will be put to death! Listen, I'll try and talk to you later, but DO NOT, I repeat, DO NOT CONTACT ME!" the screen went blank and Gaz walked to Zim, who was still staring fixedly at the screen, mouth slightly open.
"Zim." She nudged him slightly and got no response, "Zim!" she said louder, elbowing him. He looked toward her, expression still unchanging. Finally he turned back to the screen, and plopped in his chair, putting his head in his hands.
"What was that?" Dib asked, scornfully.
"Flik." Zim murmured into his hands, shaking his head.
"Flik?" Tia asked, eyebrow raised.
"An old friend from Irk, one of my few, he-he sent me a message." Zim said a note of incredulity in his voice.
"What'd he say?" Gaz asked. Zim said nothing, only lifted his hand to press a button. The screen came to life once again, a bright green before the small Irken came on the screen. He was looking around frantically and speaking in an urgent, hushed tone.
"Zim, I know you've been trying to reach us for the last couple of weeks but Red and Purple have completely forbidden us from talking with you. There's a problem Zim. Purple, he's gone crazy. I mean, after he killed every human, he started preparing all of us for battle, to come and destroy the earth planet. He really wants to murder you Zim! And some earth girl. Zim! What did you do?! Oh, I'm sorry Zim, I just felt I needed to warn you. I know you don't like me but you must trust me. It's all true Zim- " the screen went blank again as Zim turned it off and the room fell into an uncomfortable silence.
"Shit." Zim finally said, the word drenched with utter shock.
"Yeah, I mean, who would have guessed you actually had friends?" Dib said in a mock surprise voice, Zim rolled his eyes and ignored him.
"He said he'd contact me later, but I NEED to talk with him, now." Zim muttered, mostly to himself. He turned to the computer and began punching in numbers.
"What are you doing?!" Gaz shouted as she moved between him and the computer, turning the computer off as she did so.
"I need to talk to him."
"Then wait, you heard him. He'll contact you. If you try and talk to him, you could get him killed." Gaz snapped.
"What's so important anyway?" Tia interjected, sensing the tension, and not wishing it to escalate.
"Tak." Zim said flatly, Dib and Gaz exchanged a glance.
"Who's Tak?" Meth asked.
"Another Irken, an outcast like Zim." Dib explained.
"She came closer to destroying earth then Zim did... before." Gaz added.
"Why do you want to talk to her? After all, she tried to kill you too." Dib asked, turning back to Zim. The alien paused for a minute, thinking quickly.
"Uh... her hacking skills are far more advanced then mine." he said, balking as he admitted someone was better than him.
"Find her yourself." Meth said.
"I would if I could." Zim snarled turning to the scarred girl, she flipped him off in response, "I don't have her TC address and I can't find it without linking my system to the databases on Irk. To do that I need a connection from Irk, which I can only get through Flik or another Irken."
"You can wait Zim, if you try and contact him, he could die, and then what would you do?" Dib said, without as much vehemence as usual, noting Zim's slightly drooping antenna.
"I suppose, but...I want...I need someone to talk to." Zim murmured. Gaz was certain she hadn't imagined the slight crack in his voice.
"You have us, Zim." Gaz said, "You can talk to us."
"No, I need an Irken, it's not the same." Zim said.
"Why? Zim? Why isn't it the same? I'm certain that we can listen and talk as well as any Irken." Gaz said somewhat harshly. Zim was quiet before he put his head in his hands once more.
"You just can't...possibly imagine what it was like to have the Irkens with me. It felt like, I dunno, like heaven. To have them so near, someone of my own species! Close enough, near enough to actually touch, if I wanted. I could talk to them, they weren't just figments of my imagination, they were real! I'd been rejected forever, by them, and then when I became the Shortest of the Tallest, it was like I was truly one of them! To be accepted by something that had rejected me, it was relieving," He stopped here and gave a short derisive laugh, "I guess I never fully realized how badly it hurt, how it was affecting me before, because you can't really miss what you never had right? But when I had Gir with me, at least he was from my culture. And now...I-well look at me! I'm a fucking doormat for 4 humans!" His voice repeatedly cracked as he spoke, and his hunched shoulders shook slightly, "Guess this is what Buddha would call karma right, or would it be dharma? I could never remember, but it doesn't matter now does it? It never did, this is pathetic! I'm pathetic." Zim gave a sigh, and turned his back to them, pressing a button, which opened the elevator doors, signaling their leave. Gaz stared hard at the Irken as he shook his head to himself. Meth and Tia were already in the elevator and Dib hesitated next to her, before putting an arm around her shoulder and leading her to the elevator.
Okay, again it's kinda short, but is it too rushed? Whatcha think? Well anyways, I've gotta get to bed, Review please!!! It's what I truly live for.
"-true Zim! Purples gone insane! He's murdered all the humans! He wants to kill you, Zim! Even anyone caught contacting you will be put to death! Listen, I'll try and talk to you later, but DO NOT, I repeat, DO NOT CONTACT ME!" the screen went blank and Gaz walked to Zim, who was still staring fixedly at the screen, mouth slightly open.
"Zim." She nudged him slightly and got no response, "Zim!" she said louder, elbowing him. He looked toward her, expression still unchanging. Finally he turned back to the screen, and plopped in his chair, putting his head in his hands.
"What was that?" Dib asked, scornfully.
"Flik." Zim murmured into his hands, shaking his head.
"Flik?" Tia asked, eyebrow raised.
"An old friend from Irk, one of my few, he-he sent me a message." Zim said a note of incredulity in his voice.
"What'd he say?" Gaz asked. Zim said nothing, only lifted his hand to press a button. The screen came to life once again, a bright green before the small Irken came on the screen. He was looking around frantically and speaking in an urgent, hushed tone.
"Zim, I know you've been trying to reach us for the last couple of weeks but Red and Purple have completely forbidden us from talking with you. There's a problem Zim. Purple, he's gone crazy. I mean, after he killed every human, he started preparing all of us for battle, to come and destroy the earth planet. He really wants to murder you Zim! And some earth girl. Zim! What did you do?! Oh, I'm sorry Zim, I just felt I needed to warn you. I know you don't like me but you must trust me. It's all true Zim- " the screen went blank again as Zim turned it off and the room fell into an uncomfortable silence.
"Shit." Zim finally said, the word drenched with utter shock.
"Yeah, I mean, who would have guessed you actually had friends?" Dib said in a mock surprise voice, Zim rolled his eyes and ignored him.
"He said he'd contact me later, but I NEED to talk with him, now." Zim muttered, mostly to himself. He turned to the computer and began punching in numbers.
"What are you doing?!" Gaz shouted as she moved between him and the computer, turning the computer off as she did so.
"I need to talk to him."
"Then wait, you heard him. He'll contact you. If you try and talk to him, you could get him killed." Gaz snapped.
"What's so important anyway?" Tia interjected, sensing the tension, and not wishing it to escalate.
"Tak." Zim said flatly, Dib and Gaz exchanged a glance.
"Who's Tak?" Meth asked.
"Another Irken, an outcast like Zim." Dib explained.
"She came closer to destroying earth then Zim did... before." Gaz added.
"Why do you want to talk to her? After all, she tried to kill you too." Dib asked, turning back to Zim. The alien paused for a minute, thinking quickly.
"Uh... her hacking skills are far more advanced then mine." he said, balking as he admitted someone was better than him.
"Find her yourself." Meth said.
"I would if I could." Zim snarled turning to the scarred girl, she flipped him off in response, "I don't have her TC address and I can't find it without linking my system to the databases on Irk. To do that I need a connection from Irk, which I can only get through Flik or another Irken."
"You can wait Zim, if you try and contact him, he could die, and then what would you do?" Dib said, without as much vehemence as usual, noting Zim's slightly drooping antenna.
"I suppose, but...I want...I need someone to talk to." Zim murmured. Gaz was certain she hadn't imagined the slight crack in his voice.
"You have us, Zim." Gaz said, "You can talk to us."
"No, I need an Irken, it's not the same." Zim said.
"Why? Zim? Why isn't it the same? I'm certain that we can listen and talk as well as any Irken." Gaz said somewhat harshly. Zim was quiet before he put his head in his hands once more.
"You just can't...possibly imagine what it was like to have the Irkens with me. It felt like, I dunno, like heaven. To have them so near, someone of my own species! Close enough, near enough to actually touch, if I wanted. I could talk to them, they weren't just figments of my imagination, they were real! I'd been rejected forever, by them, and then when I became the Shortest of the Tallest, it was like I was truly one of them! To be accepted by something that had rejected me, it was relieving," He stopped here and gave a short derisive laugh, "I guess I never fully realized how badly it hurt, how it was affecting me before, because you can't really miss what you never had right? But when I had Gir with me, at least he was from my culture. And now...I-well look at me! I'm a fucking doormat for 4 humans!" His voice repeatedly cracked as he spoke, and his hunched shoulders shook slightly, "Guess this is what Buddha would call karma right, or would it be dharma? I could never remember, but it doesn't matter now does it? It never did, this is pathetic! I'm pathetic." Zim gave a sigh, and turned his back to them, pressing a button, which opened the elevator doors, signaling their leave. Gaz stared hard at the Irken as he shook his head to himself. Meth and Tia were already in the elevator and Dib hesitated next to her, before putting an arm around her shoulder and leading her to the elevator.
Okay, again it's kinda short, but is it too rushed? Whatcha think? Well anyways, I've gotta get to bed, Review please!!! It's what I truly live for.