Defects and Traitors. Pt 4
Posted on the forum of doom by Invader Sideos. Yesterday my IZ forum passed the magical 200 posts mark, making it the most successful forum I have ever made. It currently resides as the king of the IZ forums. I feel like I haven't written anything in ages but I was writing the end of the last chapter this morning. I'm becoming addicted to writing, and Half life 2. Next Wednesday I have a politics exam. Boo. My eyes hurt. I finaly got a notepad today! YAY. I'm working on a comic for the collage I go to, its all about the collage and collage life but all the ideas I get I have to keep writing on little pieces of paper now I've got a notepad I can write whatever I want when I want. Even Zim fic ideas!
I don't own Zim, or Dib, or a helicopter or a tank...
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Dib sat, still shocked at the experience in the music room. Gaz sat on one side of him, playing her gameslave and ignoring the taller 8th grader sitting on the other side of Dib. Sideos was eating a sandwich which dripped watery red sauce onto the table and was filled with what looked like raw meat. Dib sighed and slowly laid his head down onto the table, feeling 30 years older then he already was. Sideos looked over to him and held forward his sandwich.
"You want some, Dib-shift?" Dib didn't look up.
"What's on it?" Sideos looked at his sandwich as if mystified by the contents himself.
"Humm...Some heart, blood, stuff like that. Anything chewy I could pull out of that dog, anyway."
Normally Dib would have screamed, or ran, or threw up, but his brain had practically stopped feeling anything, so he just politely said, "No thanks." Gaz looked up, slightly interested and slightly grossed out by the dog sandwich conversation. She momentarily paused her game.
"Where did you get a dog?" Sideos grinned knowingly, showing the stained teeth that Dib hadn't had the stomach to cover up.
"I found it on a leash, tied to a post outside a shop. Do you humans always leave dogs hanging around like that?" Gaz's arm shot up, pointing to a crying girl two tables across from them, she sneered as she thought of the girl's misery.
"You see that girl? She lost her dog last night, anything you want to admit?" Sideos looked at her blankly before looking back to his sandwich. Then he grinned again.
"Do you think she would stop crying if I gave her my sandwich? I think the name tag is in here somewhere." Dib, still with his face on the table, shuddered at the macabre suggestion. He kept telling himself, He's getting rid of Zim, he's getting rid of Zim, he's get-
"HEY, DIB-STINK!" The familiar yell brought Dib flying up from the table. He had never been happier to see is old enemy. Zim stood on 'his' table looking annoyed. Beside Dib, Sideos narrowed his eyes, his grin disappearing off of his face. His sandwich fell apart as his blade fingers clenched and sliced through it like butter. Dib, however, was too busy racing over to confront Zim to notice.
"Zim, your time is near. This time I'm really going to-" Zim held out a hand and interrupted him.
"Did you know as well as I do that last night an Irkin craft entered our atmosphere and landed at your house? Well I knew that a rescue attempt straight away would fail, so I attacked your house when you were at skool!" Dib was shocked. What had Zim wrecked in his precious labs? He went to argue, but Zim stopped him again. Behind them Sideos began to slink towards the walls, razing his hands into attack position and arching his back like a tiger in the long grass. Zim, however, was seemingly blind to the new student and his quiet advances upon him.
"However, I could find no injured or dead Irkins, so that means only one thing, Dib-beast. You've sold them to the government!" Zim pointed a clawed finger at Dib, who just stared at Zim like he was an idiot. Shaking his head slightly he pointed a finger backwards to were Gaz was sitting.
"Look. The Irkin that landed at my house is there. His name is-" Zim interrupted again, he enjoyed doing that.
"I see no fellow Irkin. You talk CRAZY, Dib monkey"
"No I don't." Dib turned around, expecting to see Sideos still eating his horrible dog sandwich. However, only Gaz was still sitting down, furiously playing her gameslave. Dib panicked and began running round the lunchroom, trying to find the Irkin assassin. Zim stepped down off the table and walked, arms crossed, towards Dib. He raised an eyebrow and watched the human for a few seconds before, in the most passively insulting possible way, said, "Dib, what are you searching for? I don't think the downed Irkin will be under the tables." Dib spun round, about to shout at Zim, when he suddenly spotted Sideos. The assassin was standing right behind Zim, with his claws about to close around his neck. He had that horrible killer's look dancing in his eyes and he licked his lips in anticipation of tasting Irkin blood again.
Dib quickly realised that Sideos was going to kill Zim right in the middle of the lunch room. Dib pushed Zim roughly aside causing the smaller Irkin to fall to the floor, Dib in the same movement grabbed Sideos and raced out of the hall as quickly as he could. He darted into the boys toilets and threw Sideos onto the floor. He momentarily forgot that he was speaking to an insane assassin. His voice rose and he panted slightly, as he shouted at a surprised looking Sideos.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING? You could have killed him in the middle of the lunch hall!" Sideos raised a non existent eyebrow and spoke unusually calmly.
"That was in the plan, yes." Dib waved his arms about and advanced slightly on Sideos, who was still lying on the floor propped up by his elbows.
"I told you we we're going to capture Zim before you kill him!" Sideos's eyes widened in surprise and delight.
"THAT was Zim?" Dib was caught slightly off guard. He narrowed his eyes somewhat in confusion.
"Wait, you didn't know that was Zim? Then why were you going to kill him?" Sideos shrugged.
"He was annoying." Dib's mouth fell open in disbelief.
"He was annoying? That's it? And you were going to kill someone in the middle of skool, because they annoyed you..." Sideos grinned thinking Dib had got the point.
"Yes." Dib almost exploded with rage.
"YOU CAN"T KILL PEOPLE BECAUSE THEY ANNOY YOU!" Sideos again raised a non existent eyebrow.
"Why not?" Dib stepped right over Sideos now shouting into his face, all memory of dog sandwiches and blade fingers momentarily forgotten.
"BECUASE YOU"LL BE LOCKED UP, YOU MADMAN!" Dib seemed to be one moment standing over the Invader, then in the blink of an eye they switched places, except Sideos was holding Dib down with one of his blade fingers pressed against the boys throat. His eyes shone with evil anger and his face was so close Dib could smell the blood on his breath. It was obvious that Sideos was using great restraint to hold himself from flicking his finger and opening up Dibs windpipe. Dib realised that this was the first time he had ever seen Sideos angry, and it scared the hell out of him. A deep growl could be heard from Sideos's throat and those dark horrible purple eyes where narrowing dangerously. The side of his mouth twitched and reminded Dib of an enraged rottweiler. Sideos spoke in a low but furiously angry voice.
"Don't you ever tell me about being locked up. Do you know what's it's like to be strapped into place and treated like your nothing for 60 years? To have food forced down you, to be injected and tested on like a defective? I know, I know exactly what it's like. How could I, an Invader who destroyed all the enemies he encountered, be treated like that? I should have been honoured; I even saved them the effort of the orbital sweep by personally razing the enemies' homes into the ground, one by one. I expected them to honour me, but they locked me in that cell for 60 years. Traitors...traitors...and defects, all of them. No mercy for the enemy, no love for the Invaders heart, only death or conquest."
Dib felt him lean closer to him, he was trembling in fear. He closed his eyes away from the hate in the ones that looked at him, but even with his eyes shut tight Dib could still see them. Looking at him, boring into his mind. Making sure he would never forget them and the horrific insanity that danced within them. Sideos whispered into Dib's ear, pressing his finger ever so slightly harder against Dib's neck. He could feel his skin itching to break at the cold claw.
"You're lucky we shook hands on me not killing you, Dib, because for that little outburst I most certainly would have done. I'm a psycho, don't forget." Sideos kept Dib just a little longer on the floor, making sure that the message had got through before standing up and letting a quivering Dib scramble backward to the nearest wall. Dib was looking at Sideos with pure terror, he knew that he could no longer trust him. He felt like he had made a pact with a demon, with no way out of it. Sideos spoke with harsh finality.
"I'm going to kill Zim and you're going to help me. Whether you like it or not." He cocked his head slightly and grinned sneeringly. "Ok?" He turned and strode out the door leaving Dib standing, wondering if he would live to see tomorrow's sunrise.
The rest of the day went without a hitch. Zim had been annoyed at Dib pushing him over, but that was about it. Sideos had strangely not been persecuted by the headmaster for destroying the music room. Dib suspected that this was mainly out of fear of the psychotic new student. Sideos had continued to act like the bathroom encounter had never happened, but Dib was sure on the way home that the taller Irkin occasionally cast sneering glances at him, as if to make sure that Dib stayed in his place. Dib made sure to keep the Invader occupied by showing him the most violent and blood filled game he could find. Of course the insane Irkin was immediately hooked, although every now and then Dib could hear him shout things like 'His head wouldn't burst that way in real life,' or 'why are there no lung ripping attacks?'
Dib slunk off to his room. He had to think of a way to get rid of Sideos. Shake or not, he knew that the Irkin would eventually kill him. It was only a matter of time. He considered contacting Zim to warn him, but he doubted weather Zim would listen to him. Zim never listened to anyone. He then thought about contacting the swollen eyeballs and seeing if they would come and capture Sideos, but he realised that the homicidal Irkin would most likely kill them all then proceed to kill him. It seemed that there was no way out. Anything he thought of would fail, simply because Sideos was prepared and perfectly able to annihilate anything that challenged him. The only chance he had would ether be to trick him into going back or, to somehow disable him. Suddenly Dib came round from his deep thinking to realise that everything was unusually quiet. Gaz had gone out for the evening to buy a new game and Professor Membrane was still working as usual. He should have been able to hear Sideos's loud shouts and yells from the game console, but that had died. Dib, as quietly as he could, opened his door and peaked his head round. Sideos was gone from the couch and the game had been paused. He was no where to be seen. Dib crept down the stairs. Fighting Zim had taught him how to move as quietly as a mouse when called for. He strained his ears trying to pick out any sound above the usual house sounds.
Nothing, then something.
So faint he almost missed it, but it was there. A very quiet talking coming from below the house. In the lab. Dib moved to the stairs and down to the lab entrance. The talking got louder. It was definitely Sideos, but there was another voice. This voice sounded strange, it was obviously disguised. It was deep and slightly mechanical sounding, but it had a definite underlining ring to it. Dib knew it from somewhere, but where? He opened the lab door ever so slightly and he began to pick out the conversation more clearly.
"Well, it's nice to hear from visitors isn't it?" Sideos' darkly casual, almost cruel voice rang through clearly. Dib turned his head to see him, out of disguise, talking to the largest screen. However, the screen only showed a dark silhouetted figure, most definitely Irkin. He could see no definable features and the voice cover didn't help ether. The manner in which it spoke, however subtly shocked Dib. He had never heard speak anyone to Sideos like it before.
"Quiet, you. This line could be being monitored and I want no one to know that I'm talking to you, let alone dealing with you." Dib could almost see the dark twisted smile.
"Too high and mighty to be dealing with the insane, are we?" The screen Irkin's eyes narrowed.
"Have you done it yet?" Dib could only see Sideos from behind, but by the way he straightened up he knew the assassin was scowling to himself.
"No, the Dib-squilchy has been helping me find him. I still don't know why you didn't give me a picture, or something."
"No items are to be taken to the maximum security wing, remember? Especially the psychotically insane wing." The screen voice chucked insultingly and Sideos audibly growled at the fact that he couldn't take revenge on it. Dib just held back a gasp, Sideos wasn't an assassin. He was an escaped, or seemingly freed, psychopath. He had been dealing with a homicidal psychopath! Strangely the truth didn't seem that far fetched. The screen voice went back to its demanding, familiar, tone.
"So you have been using Dib? He is not like the other humans, you should not underestimate him."
"He suspects nothing. Well, he knows I'm insane, but he thinks I'm an assassin or something. Poor cousin Dib. It's going to be such a shame when he finds out the truth." His tone was almost genially regretful, but Dib knew that Sideos meant none of it. His voice suddenly became more light and persuasive. He leaned forward on the keyboard and twisted his head a little.
"It would be faster if you gave me the codes to re-activate my PAK abilities..." The screens voice turned angry and Dib saw the silhouetted Irkin move forward in response.
"NO, the deal is you kill Zim and hand me the earth, I give you the PAK codes and send you on your murderous way. UNDERSTAND?" Sideos backed away.
"Why do you even want this dirt ball? The inhabitants meats are too chewy and their blood is overly oxidised. Not good for eating." The screen Irkin and Dib both cringed in unison.
"My reasons are my own, psycho." Sideos shrugged.
"Fine, I will deliver Zim tomorrow. Just be sure to bring me my codes. I have a score to settle with that sanction planet." The dark murderess way he said that caused Dib to shiver. He had almost experienced the wrath of Sideos himself. He didn't want to know what he would do to his old prison.
"Make sure that you do, and you'll be impaling people on your mech-legs in no time." The screen Irkin laughed and Sideos chuckled along. Dib was sure the screen Irkin meant it as a joke, but Sideos was probably looking forward to the gruesome suggestion. The screen cut out and Sideos turned around and began walking towards him. Dib went to move away as fast and as silently as he possibly could. However, he suddenly tripped on the top stair and landed with a loud thump. His head turned to see the shadow of the mad Irkin on the wall of the lab stop, then it began its predator like advance. Swiftly and as silent as Dib himself. Dib knew that if he didn't think of something he would be dead. He suddenly stood up and tried the most suicidal thing he could think of.
"HEY, SIDEOS? You down there?" The shadow stopped. He could tell it was just outside the door. He was considering his next move. The Irkin stepped into the entrance and Dib could tell by the way the eyes darkened and the antenna flatted low on his head, that his mind, for once, was concentrated on Dib. On what he might have heard.
"Yes, oh wonderful cousin of mine, I'm here." The psycho, for once, didn't smile. Something Dib noticed he did a lot of.
"What you doing? I came down for a drink and I saw the gamestation paused." Dib kept his voice as innocent as he possible could. It seemed to work, as Sideos slowly began to form a grin, the antenna beginning to lift up. But the dark purple eyes remained thinking.
"I was looking for something to eat. I though I may have had some stuff leftover from the ship...seems I didn't. Ahh well, more dog for me then."
Dib made no disguise of his disgust and turned away, with one thought on his mind. I have to stop him, even if it means keeping Zim.
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AGGG this chapter is WAY too big! It's so big it's horrible! I decided to give my OC an entrance tune, why? BECAUSE I'M MAD! The theme tune is the Misfits-Scream, perfect for him don't you think? BTW this chapter is basically reminding you that Sideos is a psycho…he's been acting a bit to nicely nice for the last chapter. But I think he acts too intelligent even in this one. AGGG the troubles of writing for an OC.