Chapter 4: Revelations
Wherein the Nightmares question, Gaz goes out, Zim researches into the problem and Dib finds that his own smile really is, rather disturbing.
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"Where is Bitters!?" Yelled an angry creature, flailing its waif like limbs wildly.
The tall thin, robed figure sat in a small chair, looking uncomfortable, and raised its head. It noted the environment. The hall was dark blue, with pits of black at each corner. The room was large and as such, contained approximately 400… creatures. Huge arched windows adorned the east wall, and imposing doors were situated on the far back wall. The tall figure, with its green wolf growling by the figure's feet, clicked to itself, laughed and said,
"She is dead. She failed."
A huge uproar exploded from the moving being that was all of the audience. They screeched, they howled, they roared and coughed and bellowed and shouted and vomited, all in furious anger.
"What!? Why!?" A flying thin creature yelled.
"She failed!" the figure replied, malice in its voice, its hood fell back, revealing extruded and distorted features amid dark blood red wells that were its eyes. Its dirty green skin was covered in unhealthy scars and its flimsy antennae lay limp. The head looked odd attached to its body, very disproportionate. As one creature, the audience took a step back and gasped. Nightmare Zim, a creature bent on the destruction of all living beings, even it's own species, was a hate filled thing, and one thing it hated was what was in front of him; the nightmare creatures. Being here, he hated it, he hated his own kind, and when he learned of the alternate universe, he hated them. He hated having more added to his mission. Oh, his mission, how he loathed it. He hated his robot, he hated himself, and he hated being questioned. He hated being put here and forced to give questions to these filthy, disgusting piles of fecal matter.
"She was too weak! I needed for her to do her job and she failed!!" His voice dripped with malevolence and his fists clenched until his own sharp claws shoved past the black animal skin gloves and into his dark green skin. "My mission…. Is to destroy…." He decided to leave out their destruction for now, "I must destroy the other universe…. I must destroy everything in that place…." This made them angry. The audience, the contorted residents of this dark world, needed that other world. They didn't care how they got it, they knew their own world was breaking up at the seams, falling apart, crumbling; even the weakest, smallest creatures were just disappearing. In the last two years, this place seemed to be breaking up, and they needed that other place more than they needed life, because the other world was life. It offered newness, and a chance at staying alive. Granted they were worried when Bitters had managed to get halfway through that boy's monstrously huge head, and found something so horrible that she had to turn back, run away. Bitters was their greatest leader. Now she was dead, by the hands of this…. Thing. This Invader.
"I say burn 'im!" Shouted one giant wobbling thing.
"Cut off his face and feeeeeeed it to 'da Haerngesh!" Shouted a thin pointy creature.
"Rape him up the ass and throw him out the windah!" Screamed a small headed, big toothed creature.
"All three!!!" Shouted the whole crowd.
Nightmare Zim clicked, laughed and said, "Before you indulge yourself in carnal desires, I give you a proposition." The masses calmed down slightly. "I have technology that is far beyond your capabilities….." He paused for effect. Smug bastard. He hated that too. "…. I can create my own portals into that world of light. All I require is your co-operation and at twelve tonight we will be entering there and doing as we please." His voice was acidic, but it offered sweet dreams of life. A murmur rose from the creatures, then a loud din and eventually a huge ruckus. Nightmare Zim clicked happily to itself and knew it had won their approval already, now it was just a matter of time.
"HOW!" Shouted a high pitched gas based creature, above the noise. Nightmare Zim raised its hand and the noise stopped.
"All that will be told soon. All I need right now…is one thing." He clicked, and his body, underneath the various dirty fabrics of his robe, clicked and the sound of metal scraping, and clicking could be heard, if you were looking for it.
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Sitting around becoming bored was just doing nothing but add kindle to her anger fire. Watching TV hadn't helped and staying in this house, with Dib running around seemingly happy for once-
-The Nightmares screamed and ran as an earthquake exploded from the ground and lightning struck random creatures-
-Pissed Gaz off even more. Her teeth hurt now from grinding them. It was then, at around two-ish, that she couldn't just sit here any longer. She grabbed her coat and headed for the door. Also grabbing a baseball bat on the way. Dib, noticing that his sister was going out, stopped racing around the house for costume ingredients, and asked, "Uh, um, Gaz, where're you going?" He was nervous, but he had a curious mind-
-"What was that!?" A creature said, removing rubble off of itself.
"An Earth Seizure!" Another answered placing its leg back into the correct area. -
-So he asked her. She replied simply, "Gotta hurt someone." Dib was happy enough knowing it wasn't him.
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"Tell me Computer, what have you found about these….." He twitched nervously making grunting noises, "…. Portals of evil?"
"I have been analysing the rifts between universes for some time now, but the only data I can extricate from the anomaly is that the infrequent bursts of sub-space found earlier down in the Communications room 3B are being manipulated by a host from that other world, but they are more directly connected to the other, larger source found not far from here. For further research, you will need to find that other source."
Zim thought for a moment and said, "Where exactly is this other source?"
"Co-ordinates being printed off." A metal arm descended from the ceiling and gave Zim a sheet of paper, with Irken writing and numbers plastered over it, barely a space within the whole text. Not one for reading as it took too long, Zim shouted upwards, "I don't have time to read this, just tell me where it is!"
The Computer sighed and said, "Just a few blocks away lives the Human specimen 001, also known as Dib. The larger, more powerful source originates from his brain patterns. Finding the Human and bringing him here will allow me to run scans on him." The Computer wanted to add 'Can you do that Zim? Can you do that?' In the most patronizing tone a virtual personality could muster. But he didn't. He just waited for confirmation from his tiny master.
Zim's eyes narrowed and he ground his jagged teeth, his fists clenched and after a moment of standing not doing much, Zim said, "The Dib. Oh how I loathe that worm…. Very well! I shall capture him and his revoltingly huge head and then I will know all there is to know about that…. Place…"
What Zim didn't realise, or perhaps remember, or even want to remember, was that the place that had disturbed him so, was somewhere he'd already been.
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Dib looked at himself in the mirror. It was incredible. It was like Zim was staring at him, wearing glasses. He tried not wearing them but then he fell down the stairs. But now he was looking at himself, ready to go out with a trick or treating bag, and try to obtain as much candy and snacks as possible. He saw everything red wearing tinted lenses. 'Funny' he thought 'so this is how Zim sees stuff'. His showing skin was painted green and he taped his ears down and painted over them too. To deal with his hair, he had got a swimming hat (which was very painful trying to get onto his head, maybe it was big.) and after tucking his hair in, painted that too. He made a pair of antennae and stuck those on top. The only thing that he had to do after that was the clothes. He was already wearing black boots and pants, but he needed a magenta shirt with lines across it. For the first time in his life, he stole a shirt from his sister's room and with a marker added the lines. A pair of gloves, a decorated rucksack made to look like Zim's Pak and makeshift shoulder pads later, he had become the enemy. He looked at himself in the mirror and smiled. It ran from the left ear to the right and it showed his teeth (which weren't like Zim's but it didn't matter) and despite being happy about how wonderful his costume looked, he was a little disturbed by his reflection.
"Tonight's gonna be great for once, I can feel it." He said happily.
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Chapter endAN: I sucked at science classes so if any of the Computer's portal/alternate universe stuff that he says sounds crappy then I apologise.