A/N: Greetings to all. Thought I'd try a shot at writing an IZ tale. I'm
kind of new at this so please bear with me. I am cursed/blessed with
dyslexia so please ignore the misspellings and such. They should be
minimal. Thank God for spell-check. Constructive criticism encouraged,
pointless flames doused with kitty litter.
Disclaimer: I don't own Invader Zim, though I'm sure we all wish we did. We envy your amazing brainmeats Mr. Vasquez. I do, however, own my twisted thoughts and doomed imagination.
Let the fun begin.
Dreams
Dib. Earth.
Night One.
War-torn and battle-weary Dib staggered through the front door. His stealth suit worse for wear, covered with small rips and tears, some so deep it showed his pale skin underneath. His hand was bleeding, and his glasses were scratched and dented. But a loopy grin was plastered on his face, a look of triumph in the face of adversity.
"I did it." He boasted to no one in particular. "I have proof that Zim is an alien. No one can dispute that this is an alien device." He held up the small alien device, admiring its. alien ness.
The device itself didn't look very alien; it looked more like a twisted lump of metal, with the Irken invader symbol emblazed on the side. No, it only looked and acted alien when he activated the small buttons on either side. When the buttons were pressed, the small metal lump opened up, revealing four metal rings that spun and orbited around a sickly green glowing orb. Spikes shot out of the two outermost rings and the whole think rose in the air. The first time Dib activated the device, it floated up from his grasp so fast he almost lost it. He quickly reached for the device, accidentally grabbed onto two of the spikes, and cutting his hand rather deeply, but the device stopped rising. With another quick push of the buttons, he turned the strange device off, watching in amazement as in retracted in on itself, until it once again looked like a twisted lump of metal.
Zim didn't know he had it. He found it in the gnome field next to a puffer fish after once again being thwarted by Zim's base defenses.
Dib. Flashback.
Earlier that day.
After another boring day at skool, Dib had immediately ran home, slipped on his stealth suit, and armed himself with a new camera, (you never knew when an opportunity would arise) He grabbed the last piece of left over pizza, (knowing full well that he would probably later regret it, but hey, he was hungry and what right did Gaz have for claiming it anyway), and headed for Zim's not so subtle base. Zim had been noticeably quiet at skool for the past few weeks, well, quiet for Zim anyway, and he wanted to find out why. He hadn't found out anything yet, but maybe today would be different.
Dib hid in his usually hiding spot across the street from Zim's house, his binoculars focused intently towards the bizarre structure. So far, there hadn't been much to see. The house had been mysteriously quiet. Zim was undoubtedly in one of his underground labs, planning worldwide doom. And Dib was growing impatient. That soon changed, however as he noticed Zim's pet robot Gir coming home from who knows where, sucking a Suckmonkey. The insane little robot, decked out in his odd green doggy outfit, waved frantically to Dib, much to Dib's surprise, (well, he was hiding behind a bush across the street), then, with an insane squeal of delight, ran in the house, leaving the door wide open behind him. Dib watched for several moments, making sure the door wasn't going to shut. Then, never one to miss such an obvious opportunity, Dib ran across the street.
By the time Dib reached the fence, the door was closed, but the window was fully open, inviting anyone to come in and spy on them. Armed with his stealth suit and new camera, he had managed to make it once again into Zim's lair, thanks to Gir.
The battle inside was short and furious. Zim, sans disguise, came into his living room just as Dib was crawling through the window. Gir was nowhere in sight. With a surprised shout, Zim dropped the box of tools he was carrying and stared at Dib for a full moment before calling on the house defenses. Dib took the brief opportunity to slide the rest of the way through the window and dodge behind the couch.
As the house defenses kicked into high gear, Dib double-checked his camera to make sure the lens cap was off. He had learned a hard lesson about camera lens caps. If he had the lens cap off when Zim tried to attack him with the Megadoomer, Zim would be a memory on an autopsy video and he would have the fame and respect he deserved. His dad would have to admit he was right. Oh, how right he was.
Dodging a metal arm snaking from the ceiling Dib executed a perfect roll, while snapping happily away at a furious Zim. With the pictures taken and the camera in hand, Dib headed for the window. Unfortunately for him, the window had been closed, and Dib ended up crashing through the paned glass, dislodging his glasses and ripping his stealth suit in several places. He managed to keep his grip on his camera, but had ending up falling on top of it, breaking it more efficiently than anything Zim's defenses could have done. The memory disc, which held his precious pictures, was gone. With the lawn gnomes fast approaching, Dib frantically searched the ground around him. He needed that disc. He needed those photos. To his dismay, he didn't find the memory disc. He did however, find something of interest, a scrunched up piece of metal with a blazing Irken symbol on its side. He grabbed this just as a lawn gnome reached for him. Barely dodging the lawn menace, he ran towards the road, and on to freedom. When he reached the sidewalk he turned to see Zim standing at the door with his disguise on. Chucking an evil laugh, Zim held up Dib's camera's memory disc.
"Looking for this, Dib worm?" He sneered. "It seems I am no match for you! Give it up, Dib monkey. You can NEVER defeat the MIGHTY ZIM!"
With a triumphant wave of his fist, he turned and went inside his house. Shutting his door to a depressed and defeated Dib.
It was then that Dib turned his attention to the little chunk of Irken metal in his hand, to it, and its alien secrets.
Dib. Earth. Night One, Continued.
Dib made his way to the couch, taking note that his sister was there, engrossed in another one of her video games.
"I did it Gaz." He told her, barely containing his glee. "See." He held his prize to her face. "It's an alien device of some sort. I found it when I was spying on Zim. Maybe it's some type of communications device. Maybe they've sent him a message on this saying they'll be here soon or maybe its some kind of information gathering thingy. I'm not sure exactly what it does, but since its Zim's, it couldn't be good"
His actions provoked an evil growl from his sister and earned him a deadly glare.
"I am trying to beat this level." She hissed. "If I loose because of you, I will make you wish I was never born." With that stern warning she faded once again into her electronic world of destruction, reality becoming a distant yet annoying distraction.
Dib opened his mouth to say more, but quickly shut it again. The last thing he needed was to provoke his sister's wrath. It was bad enough he would have to explain to his dad why his glasses were already scratched up again. His dad had just replaced them last week, with 'new and improved' scratch resistant lenses.
With an exasperated sigh Dib hopped off the couch and headed towards the kitchen. He planned to gab a quick bite to eat, then head up stairs and take a long hot shower before heading off to bed. He chuckled with unrestrained glee as he headed towards the cupboard that housed his Count Cocofang cereal. There is nothing like a bowl full of sugar before bedtime.
Yep, he mused, Zim was as good as captured, and his dad would see that paranormal science was just as real as any other science. His dad would see he wasn't insane. His dad would love and respect him for who he was. Yep, life was good. Or at least it was until he opened the cupboard. That was when his reality started to fall apart. He didn't even have time to scream as he was drawn into the dark abyss, accompanied by a frighteningly familiar feeling of his world spinning out of his control.
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Disclaimer: I don't own Invader Zim, though I'm sure we all wish we did. We envy your amazing brainmeats Mr. Vasquez. I do, however, own my twisted thoughts and doomed imagination.
Let the fun begin.
Dreams
Dib. Earth.
Night One.
War-torn and battle-weary Dib staggered through the front door. His stealth suit worse for wear, covered with small rips and tears, some so deep it showed his pale skin underneath. His hand was bleeding, and his glasses were scratched and dented. But a loopy grin was plastered on his face, a look of triumph in the face of adversity.
"I did it." He boasted to no one in particular. "I have proof that Zim is an alien. No one can dispute that this is an alien device." He held up the small alien device, admiring its. alien ness.
The device itself didn't look very alien; it looked more like a twisted lump of metal, with the Irken invader symbol emblazed on the side. No, it only looked and acted alien when he activated the small buttons on either side. When the buttons were pressed, the small metal lump opened up, revealing four metal rings that spun and orbited around a sickly green glowing orb. Spikes shot out of the two outermost rings and the whole think rose in the air. The first time Dib activated the device, it floated up from his grasp so fast he almost lost it. He quickly reached for the device, accidentally grabbed onto two of the spikes, and cutting his hand rather deeply, but the device stopped rising. With another quick push of the buttons, he turned the strange device off, watching in amazement as in retracted in on itself, until it once again looked like a twisted lump of metal.
Zim didn't know he had it. He found it in the gnome field next to a puffer fish after once again being thwarted by Zim's base defenses.
Dib. Flashback.
Earlier that day.
After another boring day at skool, Dib had immediately ran home, slipped on his stealth suit, and armed himself with a new camera, (you never knew when an opportunity would arise) He grabbed the last piece of left over pizza, (knowing full well that he would probably later regret it, but hey, he was hungry and what right did Gaz have for claiming it anyway), and headed for Zim's not so subtle base. Zim had been noticeably quiet at skool for the past few weeks, well, quiet for Zim anyway, and he wanted to find out why. He hadn't found out anything yet, but maybe today would be different.
Dib hid in his usually hiding spot across the street from Zim's house, his binoculars focused intently towards the bizarre structure. So far, there hadn't been much to see. The house had been mysteriously quiet. Zim was undoubtedly in one of his underground labs, planning worldwide doom. And Dib was growing impatient. That soon changed, however as he noticed Zim's pet robot Gir coming home from who knows where, sucking a Suckmonkey. The insane little robot, decked out in his odd green doggy outfit, waved frantically to Dib, much to Dib's surprise, (well, he was hiding behind a bush across the street), then, with an insane squeal of delight, ran in the house, leaving the door wide open behind him. Dib watched for several moments, making sure the door wasn't going to shut. Then, never one to miss such an obvious opportunity, Dib ran across the street.
By the time Dib reached the fence, the door was closed, but the window was fully open, inviting anyone to come in and spy on them. Armed with his stealth suit and new camera, he had managed to make it once again into Zim's lair, thanks to Gir.
The battle inside was short and furious. Zim, sans disguise, came into his living room just as Dib was crawling through the window. Gir was nowhere in sight. With a surprised shout, Zim dropped the box of tools he was carrying and stared at Dib for a full moment before calling on the house defenses. Dib took the brief opportunity to slide the rest of the way through the window and dodge behind the couch.
As the house defenses kicked into high gear, Dib double-checked his camera to make sure the lens cap was off. He had learned a hard lesson about camera lens caps. If he had the lens cap off when Zim tried to attack him with the Megadoomer, Zim would be a memory on an autopsy video and he would have the fame and respect he deserved. His dad would have to admit he was right. Oh, how right he was.
Dodging a metal arm snaking from the ceiling Dib executed a perfect roll, while snapping happily away at a furious Zim. With the pictures taken and the camera in hand, Dib headed for the window. Unfortunately for him, the window had been closed, and Dib ended up crashing through the paned glass, dislodging his glasses and ripping his stealth suit in several places. He managed to keep his grip on his camera, but had ending up falling on top of it, breaking it more efficiently than anything Zim's defenses could have done. The memory disc, which held his precious pictures, was gone. With the lawn gnomes fast approaching, Dib frantically searched the ground around him. He needed that disc. He needed those photos. To his dismay, he didn't find the memory disc. He did however, find something of interest, a scrunched up piece of metal with a blazing Irken symbol on its side. He grabbed this just as a lawn gnome reached for him. Barely dodging the lawn menace, he ran towards the road, and on to freedom. When he reached the sidewalk he turned to see Zim standing at the door with his disguise on. Chucking an evil laugh, Zim held up Dib's camera's memory disc.
"Looking for this, Dib worm?" He sneered. "It seems I am no match for you! Give it up, Dib monkey. You can NEVER defeat the MIGHTY ZIM!"
With a triumphant wave of his fist, he turned and went inside his house. Shutting his door to a depressed and defeated Dib.
It was then that Dib turned his attention to the little chunk of Irken metal in his hand, to it, and its alien secrets.
Dib. Earth. Night One, Continued.
Dib made his way to the couch, taking note that his sister was there, engrossed in another one of her video games.
"I did it Gaz." He told her, barely containing his glee. "See." He held his prize to her face. "It's an alien device of some sort. I found it when I was spying on Zim. Maybe it's some type of communications device. Maybe they've sent him a message on this saying they'll be here soon or maybe its some kind of information gathering thingy. I'm not sure exactly what it does, but since its Zim's, it couldn't be good"
His actions provoked an evil growl from his sister and earned him a deadly glare.
"I am trying to beat this level." She hissed. "If I loose because of you, I will make you wish I was never born." With that stern warning she faded once again into her electronic world of destruction, reality becoming a distant yet annoying distraction.
Dib opened his mouth to say more, but quickly shut it again. The last thing he needed was to provoke his sister's wrath. It was bad enough he would have to explain to his dad why his glasses were already scratched up again. His dad had just replaced them last week, with 'new and improved' scratch resistant lenses.
With an exasperated sigh Dib hopped off the couch and headed towards the kitchen. He planned to gab a quick bite to eat, then head up stairs and take a long hot shower before heading off to bed. He chuckled with unrestrained glee as he headed towards the cupboard that housed his Count Cocofang cereal. There is nothing like a bowl full of sugar before bedtime.
Yep, he mused, Zim was as good as captured, and his dad would see that paranormal science was just as real as any other science. His dad would see he wasn't insane. His dad would love and respect him for who he was. Yep, life was good. Or at least it was until he opened the cupboard. That was when his reality started to fall apart. He didn't even have time to scream as he was drawn into the dark abyss, accompanied by a frighteningly familiar feeling of his world spinning out of his control.
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