Allo! Welcome to the next chapter. Thanks to that faithful invader who reviewed so quickly. You know who you are soldier. This is a neat chapter that I hadn't planned. I know that sounds egotistical but when I started writing it I thought, "Wow that's cool!" god I am egocentric ANYWAY please enjoy the continuing chronicles of INVADER DIB when he gets….
DETENTIONDib's heart was thundering his footsteps were inaudible in his own ears. They were drowned out by his beating heart and screaming mind, "I'M NOT! I'M NOT! I'M NOT!" the Irken in his path raised an invisible eyebrow, "What is it that you are doing Dib Hum-" before he could finish a fist collided with his jaw.
"ARGH! Miserable human!" Dib jumped on him and began to smack at him like a 12 year old (your fighting is only so good when you're a kid and have no training). Zim turned his head back and forth and swiped back at Dib. Zim raised his rubber glove and backhanded Dib making him fall over. Immediately he jumped on to Dib's stomach pinning him down (A/N: this is not a gay thing. Its establishing dominance. Sorry to get you DAZRers excited).
"What now Dib Pig?" asked the narrow eyed alien, "Since you have provoked me you have no ground to complain when I destroy you once and for all!" an evil grin slipped over his scaly face. Dib's expression hardened, "You don't scare me!" he growled.
Suddenly there was a dark shadow over the duo. They both raised their eyes to see an elderly bitter woman standing over them. She snarled at them and lifted the aliens off the ground, "You know the rules!" she hissed in her gravelly voice, "Rule 723Q! NO FIGHTING!" A malicious smile spread across her face, "The policies are very clear the punishment for fighting is…" she paused and they both tensed, "Detention!"
Dib and Zim exchanged a look of "That's it?"
"In the underground dungeon!" The grass outside the school dropped on a hinge with a loud creak. Dib's eyes widened and he asked in a panicky voice, "What? Why would the school have a dungeon?"
"And!" Zim added, "Uh isn't there some kind of warning we can get?"
"No!" she growled and dropped them in to the dark abyss. A unified "AAAAAAAAIIIIIIIEEEEE!" sounded as they plunged in the overwhelming darkness below.
SEVERAL MINUTES LATER…
A thick mattress lay on coble floor. It was old and covered with old patchwork on it. The mattress had been of good quality at one time, probably in the fifties, used for pole-vaulters to land on. That same "AIIEE" became perceptible just as two forms plummeted from the sky. Zim's form reached the mat first. His body bounced once then fell on the ground with a sickening crack! Dib came next; he bounced up and down on the cushion twice before his face collided with the wall then the floor.
Lights switched on in the same way they did in SAW/SAW 2 (great movies). They shielded their eyes for a moment before blinking away the pain. There were several decrepit desks strewn about facing an old green chalk board. They glared at each other and approached the seats. Dib scanned the room wandering when the last time someone had been stupid enough to get caught fighting and end up here. He slid into a dusty desk and lowered his head. Dib's eyes widened as the gray dusty room was hit with a speckle of brilliant color. Crimson began to drip down on to his desk. Dib touched his lip. When he had fallen he must have messed up the piercing a little. He placed his hand over it and looked around frantically for something.
Zim glanced over a smile spread across his green face, "OH look at that!" Dib glowered at the Irken, "Shut up!"
"No need to become enraged at me!" he chuckled, "I should have known they would come for you someday." Dib's hand dropped from his bleeding piercing.
"Wha…wha…how? How do you know?" is that why Zim was a threat? Because he had found out about the Xingans? How much did he know about Dib's mission? Zim continued to smirk.
"Yes they are a curious race aren't they?" He nodded, "Yup those Taykians sure do love to monitor specimens." Zim said thoughtfully, "Normally I'd be pissed that other life forms were moving in on my practically conquers planet but not them. Taykians. They love to choose dimwitted creatures that wont notice a monitoring device embedded in their skin. Of course they would choose you."
The paranormal investigating alien boy just stared at Zim a moment in disappointment then annoyance then shock at how stupid he was, "Zim you unbelievable brainless moron! This," he said pointing to the silver stud in his lip, "is a piercing! I got it on purpose! Not because of some alien race!" okay that wasn't entirely true but he wasn't about to explain that to his mortal enemy. They had been enemies when he was a human protecting the planet now they were enemies competing for a planet. Zim rolled his eyes, "Whatever wretched human."
"AHH!" Dib screamed in frustration he bounded out of his desk and grabbed Zim by the throat pinning him to the wall, "DON'T ZIM!" he yelled, "DON'T CALL ME THAT!" his eyes were burning with hate, "Don't ever call me human again." The Hybrid said in a whisper. Zim's eyes widened to their full oval shape. Dib sighed shaking his head. He let go of Zim who began to rub his throat indignantly.
Dib's mind was spinning. It wasn't that being human was such a bad thing maybe it was better, your life was simpler, you were happier, humans could get attached to a TV series that only had 27 episodes and amuse themselves with fanfictions for years after its demise. Dib paused placing his tiny pale hands on his enormous temples, "I've gotta get out of here." He muttered to himself more than his alien cellmate.
"Well Dib hu…creature how do you plan on getting out?" His blue contact eyes swept over the room, "I see no exist. There might be no escape for ZIM! Zim needs to get out of here!" he said panic creeping in at the corners of his voice. Dib glared, "Zim look around." he became silent for a moment, "There aren't any corpses in here meaning that there's some way of getting out." He began to walk away. Slowly Zim began to fallow, "Hey!" Dib barked, "Find your own way out! Your not fallowing me Irken slime!" Zim froze. He glanced around a moment before shouting back, "I wasn't fallowing YOU earth stink! Zim can find his own way out! My brain meats are a thousand times better than yours! That is why I, ZIM shall be finding the way in which to leave!" he ran off into the darkness like an insect hiding from the light.
Dib pressed himself against the wall and began to feel it carefully. He began to feel forlorn the hopes of escape dwindling as he wandered farther and farther from the light in to a seemingly endless darkness. Plus his lip was still throbbing! Then it happened. He felt a crease. Dib ran his hand along it. Definitely a breakage in the wall. Slowly he inched forward and found a knob. With a small pray to any god that would listen he twisted the knob and it, with little resistance, turned. The door swung open. Dib moved with slow and deliberate motions as he shuffled forward. His foot connected with something in the darkness. A step. This was the exist. He looked back with narrowed eyes Dib reached behind himself and slammed the door shut. He wouldn't be doing Zim any favors. The boy ascended the stairs into the light. Oddly enough he ended up in the back of a super market on the other side of town, "Man who designed that school!" he inquired feeling almost creeped out. Was that a school or a hall of tortures? Maybe a combo. Dib groaned, "I have to walk all the way across town to get home!" he complained. Oh well at least he was out of that dark pit and the only darkness around him was his heavy heart and mind. Dib decided to put that off for later. He smiled a little, "A good metal breakdown would be spectacular right about now." He shrugged, "I guess no such luck." And again he made the slow trek to reach home trying not to think of the consuming darkness enclosing all around him.
LATER IT WILL CONTINUE…
Man I love that lent is over. Two chapters in one day! Yes I am happy! Yay! Ah well happy Easter I must go now. Don't want my parents to know I was on line at 10:40 when all the crazies are on line. Well anyway have a pleasant something readers. Invading Angel