Ch 16:dark origins
Disclaimer: The almightiness of penguins demand that I write this disclaimer. I shout to the heavens----- I DO NOT OWN INVADER ZIM!
"So, you won't let me kill him?" Dark Booty flashed a menacing smile. "Tell me, freak, what makes you think I won't spare his life after I kill you?" His words tore into Brandy more than the bullet wound in her shoulder, but she held her ground. "Because I'll kill you first." In the mere blink of an eye The brunette snatched at Dark Booty's throat, knocking the gun out of his hand. But before she could strangle him, rip his intestines out or in any other dastardly way kill him he uttered in a whisper so low that only she could hear:
"I know who made you what you are."
Brandy turned her clawed attack into a punch in the face as he fell to the ground. Blood, her blood, seeped from her palm due to the lack of time for her to retract her claws. "You know who did this to me?" the brunette asked firmly. Once again, the menacing smile appeared. "Yes, and if you kill me, you'll never know-" His smile was instantly wiped off his face as Brandy's uninjured hand bit into his shoulder. "Tell me." That was all she could say. Her hand clenched harder and Dark Booty sharply inhaled. "Tell me." Brandy's former captor breathed for a moment before speaking. "Three years ago, My colleagues and I had set to discover the secret to creating superhumans for military purposes. There were many months of trial and error, and soon we were on the verge of giving up."
"But then an idea came to me. What if we used magic to create these superhumans? Of course, my colleagues thought I was insane, all except one. Jimmy Thatcher was the youngest of the group, and the most knowledgeable of the paranormal. He was much like agent Mothman here." As soon as Dark Booty went silent, Brandy's claws spurred his words forward.
"So we both broke from the group to do our own research. It was nothing much; just looking through spell books and the like. But then Jimmy came up with a hypothesis: If we resurrected a recently dead human, they could be gifted with extraordinary powers. Then, after there was more trial and error, about a few month's worth, we discovered something: The human needed to already have extraordinary ability." Dib and Brandy listened intently to Dark Booty's words. "So we searched and searched for anyone we could find that fit the bill, and we found you. We noticed from the start that you were different from the others. No doubt your curiosity and thirst for learning was a dead giveaway, if you pardon the pun. We both decided that you were the one for our final experiment. But to do that, we needed to catch you alone." Dark Booty gave a small chuckle. "I guess it was too dark for you to see me, but you remembered Jimmy's face the moment he took out that blade and stabbed you. " Brandy gasped "It wasn't my classmates that attacked me?" Dark Booty's chuckle turned to a manic laughter. "No, but after Jimmy killed you we had to dump your body into the river when we heard the sirens. You see, these kind of experiments don't turn out well when the police get involved."
"When we were in the clear, Jimmy and I found your body on the bank of the river, and then prepared to bring you back from the dead. The method was simple, or at least to us it was: enclose you in a circle drawn with your own blood and recite the incantation, which, unfortunately, is lost to me now. The resurrection went fine at first. But then, you opened your eyes."
The brunette didn't need to hear any more, because she knew what happened after that. "So that's what I am? An experiment, concocted by scientists for nothing but the purpose of war." A tone of sadness came into her voice. "Then...why didn't I remain under your control?"
"Even before you died, you never submitted to anyone who tried to control you, no matter what." Dib's girlfriend looked up to him, a look of sympathy in his amber eyes. The brunette held back her tears as he embraced her. " Dib, how can I go back to the life we've lived after this? The Swollen Eyeballs, they'll still hunt me, and sooner or later they'll find me." Dib soothed Brandy with his whispering voice. "Don't worry, we'll figure something out. Despite what you may think, I won't leave you; I'll stay by your side, no matter what. Brandy?" But all that came out of his lover's mouth was a painful gasp. She fell into his arms again, where when he put his hands on her back he noticed her midnight-blue blood was gushing out of her back. Dark Booty held up the blade he stabbed the brunette with, a silently angry look on his face. Dib laid a bleeding Brandy onto the ground, who was straining to breath. "You've disappointed me, Mothman. I thought you, of all people, would never be tricked by the likes of her. I guess I was wrong. For your treachery you will be punished with the worst anyone can imagine: watching the one you love, even though she will never return your feelings for you because she doesn't have feelings, die in your arms." Dib clenched his fists. Our large-headed hero stood up to face the agent he once admired. "You know what? I'm sick and tired of you telling me that Brandy has no feelings. You don't even know her, yet here you are peaching about how much of a freak she is!" Dib gave Dark Booty a cold, piercing glare. "I don't even have time to deal with you. Right now I need to get some help for Brandy." the paranormal investigator picked up his girlfriend. "Now get out of my way, or I'll make you."
"Where will you go, Mothman? The hospital? She doesn't bleed like we do; she'll be sent off to an autopsy table in an instant." The brunette coughed up blood as she tried to speak. "Water...find...water...for some reason...whenever I come into contact with water...any physical wounds I have...heal instantly." An idea came into Dib's large head. "The fountain! We're not too far from there!" Running off before Dark Booty could react, Dib headed inward to the park.
(A/N: will Dib make it in time? Where is Zim when all of this is going on? Will he get the antidote? All answers will come in the next chapter! subliminal message: penguins rule! and mangos! )