A/n After all this time, I'm finally updating! Okay, this chapter is going to reveal a bit more to this wykyd plot of mine. Oh, and please, NO MORE CHARACTERS PLEASE! I know I asked for characters, but I'm getting so many, and it's hard to find a place for everyone. So please no more characters until further notice. Thanx! Also don't be disappointed if I don't use your character the way you wanted. I'm doing my best here.
Disclaimer: I don't own Invader Zim or any of the characters, but I do own Bianca. Any other characters rightfully belong to the readers, unless I acknowledge a character as my own. I also do not own Johnny the Homicidal Maniac, but he is fuckin' awesome!
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Chapter 9: "Reflection, Thy Name is Legion."
Gaz curled on the yellowed, matted mattress. It whined with age as she shifted her position on the old piece of furniture. Jenn's apartment was small, but reminded her of her own room.
Only a lot more pink.
In small doses, pink is actually a pretty cool colour. But in Jenn's room, she took more than the recommended dose…on her wall, in her bathroom, on her bed, yadayadayada…
Gaz turned over and stared at the ceiling. The glass window ceiling shone brilliant with thousands of blinking stars, a velvet blanket filled with serenity.
"He's in love with you." Dokami said as she walked out in black silk pajamas. Her hair was mussed and messy, but she had the look of some wise philosopher, who, for some strange reason, Gaz respected.
"I've only known you for a day, and you act like you've known me for your entire life." Gaz said in her usual monotone voice with a hint of playfulness. Jenn smiled as she sat on the other bed in the room.
"Guess you're not used to sudden kindness from strangers, are you?" Jenn asked as she ran a brush through her strawberry-blonde hair. Gaz shook her head and fell back on the bed.
My life has taken a turn for the best…
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Zim walked up to the screen of his underground lab. He sighed slightly, missing his stupid life on his stupid planet. Not that he was feeling idiotically homesick; he just missed the few friends he had made on Irk during his Invader training…
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Zim walked through the violent maroon of the training station on the Massive. He was about 3 feet tall, and was proudly making his way to become an Invader.
"OH ZIMMY!" An annoying screech of doom made Zim cringe with fear as he slowly turned around to see an Irken female running towards him, dressed in a brown Irken uniform.
"Hello Chelsea…um, what can I do for you?" Zim asked timidly as she fidgeted with her pink music gadget thingy aka iPod. A bright streak of emerald spread across her face as she squealed.
"Wanna help me with my PAK training in Sector C241? I still can't hold myself up on my spider legs, and I was wondering if…" Chelsea squealed loudly again, then ran off without another word.
Zim stared after Chelsea in confusion, and then made his way to his resting chambers.
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Zim looked slightly sick after that flashback. That was probably one of his rare few interactions with a being of the opposite sex. He absentmindedly ran his fingers over the keyboard that bore Irken cuneiform, and typed in a contact number.
"Computer, search Sector 89562, Area D in the Andromeda Galaxy for Irken Invader 678 aka Vicky." The computer processed this information, and Zim waited.
The screen blinked for a couple of seconds.
"Greetings, this is Irken Invader 678 aka Vicky of Sector 89562, Area – Hey! Is that you Zim?" Screeched a purple eyed Irken as she pressed her face to the screen.
"It's been a while Vicky, my old friend. How you doing?" Zim asked as she gaped at him with amusement.
"Wow, you sure got taller Zim since the last time we met. I just conquered Planet Jax-Krag a few months ago. Have you conquered your planet yet?"
"I'm no longer an invader. I was banished." Zim said nonchalantly. Vicky stared at him wide eyed and started to babble like an idiot.
"Well, anyway, I guess there's a reason you've contacted me, correct?" Vicky said with a grin.
"Um…" Zim rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment, and a deep emerald filled his entire face.
"Can you tell me the universal behaviors of females and Irken interbreeding?"
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The next morning, Gaz woke up refreshed. She glanced over at Dokami and Jenn, who were partly on the floor than they were on the bed, snoring slightly. Gaz smirked, and then got dressed.
Gaz pulled on a pair of cropped black pants that came to the knee, with purple and black stripped stockings. On her feet was a pair of worn grey converse with purple shoelaces. She pulled on a back midriff top with a cropped violet stripped no sleeve hoodie, and put on her morbid makeup.
As she passed the bathroom mirror, she glanced at her reflection. Her hair was framed by her violet curls. She fingered one of the locks, and then picked up a pair of scissors…
By the time Gaz was done, all her purple waves had been chopped off. Her hair was shoulder-length, with choppy bangs hanging over her eyes, just like it used to be.
How it should be.
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"No. Seriously, what did you want?" Vicky was gasping for breath as she stopped her laughing attack. Zim blushed an even deeper green, and mumbled incoherently.
"Sorry, couldn't hear you. What was that?" Vicky smiled happily at Zim's embarrassment.
"TELL ME ABOUT FEMALE BEHAVIOR AND IRKEN BREEDING!" Zim burst out, then Vicky fell over laughing some more.
"Okay, ha-ha, don't bite my head off. But seriously, females generally act the same around the universe: emotional, passionate, and somewhat difficult to deal with. You just have to listen...why are you asking me this Zim? You got a special female in mind?" Grinned Vicky as Zim suddenly found the floor very interesting.
"And as for Irken breeding, we don't breed remember? We were all cloned cells that multiplied in the lab pods in the Massive. But as far as I heard, we still have all the genetics we would need to reproduce, if need be. I guess the Irken population just lost the urges to reproduce...Zim?" Vicky looked around the maroon coloured lab, but our favourite alien boy had run out of sight.
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Zim opened the door almost to crash into a pizza delivery girl. The girl had green choppy hair and bright crimson eyes much like his own, with an out of focus look.
"Um...Pizza for Gir?" Said the girl in a strange light breathy voice that sent shivers up Zim's spine.
"Move out of the way, Pizza slave! I need to get back my girl!" Yelled Zim in an annoyed voice. Damn, that sounded way out of character...
The girl's eyes narrowed.
"If your girl left you, you should forget her! So said by the Sacred Oracle Furgle! All hail Nny the homicidal maniac! CHICKEN!" Furgle screeched at the top of her lungs. Zim twitched for what seemed like an eternity.
"MY PIZZA!" Gir came to the door in his green doggy costume. Furgle blinked and gave an animated smile to the poorly shaped dog.
"Compliments of Bloaty's Pizza Hog, so here's you're free piggie." Furgle blithely smiled at the little dog and went on her way.
All the while, Zim was staring...
...and staring...
...and staring...
"WHAT THE FUCK IS IT WITH THESE PEOPLE?"
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Gaz walked down the streets of whatever city she lived in. The sky became stained with purple as it started to get late. The Membrane daughter had spent her entire day blessing the doomed city with her existence.
"Why am I walking again?" The Goth girl asked no one in particular. Her only response was a bird whistling overhead. She shrugged, and trudged on.
Zim kissed me...
Gaz opened her amber eyes, filled with confusion, hurt and sorrow.
He kissed me...and I let him. I've...never felt this before. Ever since...that day... She wiped a few stray tears away from her eyes. I promised I'd never let another man touch me...for my fear of being defiled once more...has kept me away.
Wonder what Zim felt...
"Probably felt the same thing you felt." A thick, Australian accent broke the silence in the chilling air.
"Where do you get the nerve to talk to me?" Coldness seeped into Gaz's voice as time slowed down, and the crowds parted to reveal her father's murderer.
"Since I've realized the truth about what I was ordered to do by Dib's alter ego." Tak narrowed her bright purple eyes.
Gaz spun around. "Dib has an alter ego?"
Tak nodded.
"Yep, and he got to me when Dib kept trying to download his personality into my ship. Never knew it was actually connected to my subconscious."
Gaz smirked.
"Ah, I remember that. He used to waste hours working on your ship...seemed like he was trying to aggravate you by messing with it...trying to bring you back..."
A bright red stripe spread across Tak's pale face.
"Well..." Tak cleared her throat. "I managed to fight back his other side for now, but...as much as I hate to admit it...I need your help."
Gaz stared, and then closed her eyes.
"Okay, but on 3 conditions."
"What?" Tak spat.
"One, you go to Dib and tell him what happened once this is over..."
Tak flinched.
"Two, you stay away from my brother after that, or else I will bring doom upon your utterly confused and brainwashed subconscious..."
The Irken girl gulped; her heart beating rapidly in fear.
"And three, you tell me the name of this entity, otherwise known as my brother's alter ego."
"I can't do that!" Tak started to sweat.
Gaz shrugged. "I guess I can't give you my help then if I don't know what we're up against."
Tak sighed.
"His name..."
Somewhere in the shadows, a dark figure of untold origin smirked, showing a shining fang.
"...is Legion."
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Zim stood before the hospital door in nervousness and frustration. As much as it pained him to his very core to ask his arch enemy, Dib, for help, that's exactly what he needed: help.
Zim put his gloved hand on the shiny door handle and waltzed right in.
Dib stared in shock as he watched his arch enemy waltz right in to his hospital room. Zim smirked his all knowing smirk at Dib.
"Okay Dib-worm, before you open that hole in your gargantuan head of yours, you have to hear me out—"Zim was cut short as he ducked when a lamp came close to taking his head clean off.
"THIS IS A NEW LOW FOR YOU ZIM! TAKING ADVANTAGE OF YOUR ENEMY WHILE THEY'RE INJURED!" Yelled Dib as he stood on his bed, chucking random things as Zim.
"SHUT UP, DIB-HUMAN!" Zim walked across the room and stood before Dib.
"I need something from you."
Dib calmed down enough to sit on his bed with a defiant look on his face.
"I need...information on your sister."
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Gaz closed the door to Jenn's apartment.
"Hey Gaz! Where were you all day?" Asked Dokami while she was cooking something to eat. Jenn was sitting on the old threadbare couch, watching brain-numbing infomercials.
"I was out...doing some thinking."
"You were thinking about that guy...what's his face...Zim?" Jenn asked suddenly as she escaped the hypnotizing powers of the infomercials. She plopped herself down at the table as Gaz sat down, laying her head in her arms.
Gaz sighed, and then picked up her head to look at Jenn. Glancing at the kitchen window, she froze.
It was like staring into the eyes of her brother's reflection, but he changed his outlook on a more evil side of life. His clothes were torn and tattered with age, with a wicked-looking demon face on his gunmetal shirt. The mirror-image had an exaggerated spike of head reaching across his shoulders that was tipped in a dark blood colour. His eyes were what were most frightening: a chilling, blood-shot red with electro-green cat-like pupils that were staring right at Gaz, with a chilling grin of pure and utter lust for chaos and carnage.
I have other things to worry about...
A/n Whew. That was tiring. Yeah, I'm sorry that I took forever to update, and I'm sorry I didn't make Gaz do something drastic, and I'm sorry that I didn't use everyone's characters, but I'll try to use everyone I can.