Chapter Three

NOW

Although she didn't speak, Gaz was worried sick about her brother.

Where could be be?! She tried to convince herself he had been captured by ZIM and would escape before dawn rose. Membrane had barley noticed the boys absence until Gaz had explained.
"Dangitt Dib," She growled, "Couln't you at least transmit?!"

Dib smoothed back his hair, watching the blue house intently. Apparently, it belonged to S.E.N, and he would be living hear with Agent Archanid and his sister, Agent S.y.d. He grabbed his suitcase and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Came a voice, shaking, as if surprised.

"Agent Mothman," He answered, "I believe I'm supposed to be staying he--re!"
A pale hand reached over Dibs mouth, dragging him inside.

"Nice to meet you," He answered, once they where both inside. "I'm Zai, or Agent Archanid as you know me by."
"Erm...Hi."
Dib held out a hand to meet Zais.

Zai was no older than Gaz; no doubt much taller for his aege. His hair was almost black, but remained blue by a slight tint. His eyes where like a tumbling glaciar; cold, and sharp.

"Welcome."
His voice trembled, wavering on his words.

"Are you...sane?" Dib asked hesitantly.

"I'm f-f-f-ine.." Stuttered Zai. In truth, he wasn't. The previous night a vampire had fed off of him, and the dizzy spells kept coming.

"Put your s-stuff anywhere..Syd will be home soon."

"Syd?" He looked as if he was searching for words.

"Yes, my sister, Syd." He replied. "My parents where killed when some restaurant exploded..Don't quite remember witch one..Now Syds' in charge."

Dib didn't want to push the subject and make him revisit old wounds.

"Come, lets bring your information to the lab."

Dib wandered to an escalator(why? Because I can.) that visited the basement. The room was cloaked in silver with stunning shines. It contained computers, a fridge, for the classic 2 AM scenairios, and other para gear. A laptop tucked at Dibs' side beeped happily as he placed it onto a table of the fortress.

Yes, now they would set up.

"After, when Syd gets home, you can t-tour the house."
"Sounds like a plan," Dib announced, still in awe.