This is it. I hope you enjoy. Meow. o
The EndDib stood there with his head down for a few seconds as Zim cackled victoriously. Dib slowly raised his narrowed eyes but kept his head down. He had to stick with this. Slowly his pale hand rose up in a sign of defeat. He was ready to shake Zim's claw like hand and admit defeat once and for all. Zim stopped laughing. He examined the hand suspiciously for a moment.
"Its not a trick, just a hand." He turned it face up then down to prove he had nothing. The smile returned to Zim's face. He extended his gloved hand at Dib. They locked grips and pumped up and down once before Dib squeezed roughly and yanked Zim's hand back pulling the alien forward and kneeing him to the stomach area.
(A/N: show of hands in the audience WHO SAW THAT COMIN'! Hell yeah! That's what I thought! Go get 'em Dib! Maniacal laughter)
"OOF!" Zim huffed as he buckled to his knees. Dib glared at the alien and kicked him in the face. Zim fell back in to his home, "Come on Gaz!" Dib called to his sister who stepped around the corner in to on to the lawn fallowing him. Zim growled in rage and opened his mouth to shout an order to his computer. Before he could Dib punched him in the face with strength he had never known. Zim fell on to his back. Dib immediately pounced and reached into his pocket pulling out duct tape and covering the Irken's mouth. Soon the creature was taped to a kitchen chair silenced (for once) by several pieces of tape.
Dib sat lazily on Zim's couch enjoying this bit of victory even if he did have a continuous sensation of nausea. Gaz stood in front of Zim just glowering at the alien, her arms crossed over her chest, "So." she said to her brother, "Are you going to kill him or not?" Dib shrugged casually quietly swallowing back the vomit gathering in the back of his throat.
He made the throat clearing noise and said, "I thought first I could just relish in my victory a little if you don't mind." She simply rolled her eyes. The girl wandered into the kitchen leaving the nemesis's alone. Dib stared after her a moment before rolling off the couch and approaching Zim. Dib smiled darkly.
"So Zim, do you know why? Do you know why I'm suddenly so much more willing to…let's say do what it takes? Well I've got a new boss!" Dib smiled and nodded, "Yup turns out I'm not a human as you repeatedly called me over the year that you've been here." One of Zim's brows rose, "Uh huh," Dib continued, "Ever hear of the Xingans? Well apparently I'm one of them! We're invaders just like the Irkens. So you see…" Dib could feel hot tears behind his eyes, "I…I…I'm no better than you!" he smiled even wider, "In fact if you think about it…I'm worse. See you weren't raised here, this isn't the place where all your memories were conceived. But it is for me. See I'm going to destroy what I've always felt to be my home world." His eyes had glazed over but now they snapped back to narrowed focus, "But its not really a big deal you see being an invader this is just one of my missions." He paused to delay the moment just a second longer, "My next is an empire where all the best and brightest are spread out through the galaxy making them very venerable to an attack. How ironic that you would be placed here to invade my planet when my next target is the Irken empire.
"Wha? Boo canned do dat!" Zim said with his words distorted by the tape, "Boo canned herd us!" the green alien's eyes narrowed, "Bee are undefeatable!"
"Wow." Dib said in a mild voice, "You were able to say undefeatable but you can't say "We?"" He snickered and walked away. Zim gave a fierce look that implied death for the second her was free of his restraints. Dib sighed heavily and entered the kitchen where his sister sat. An evil look crossed Zim's face. A spider leg began to maneuver out of the pack attached to his spine. It slowly began to cut away at the ropes.
"Hey." Dib said nearly inaudibly to his sister. She turned around and looked at him. In her small hands were two laser guns.
"Where'd you get those?" he asked. She looked down, "Zim is pretty stupid. They were in the sink." Dib nodded. His eyes fell on the necklace.
"I've captured Zim, now can you at least tell me what that is?" Gaz dropped her eyes to the pendent, "I suppose I can. It is, as you surmised a communicator. It only works if they're in the Milky Way. That's how I know when they are coming to visit or to do a check up. By being like that its sort of a tracking device for them." Dib nodded. He walked over to Gaz and took a gun from her. Even though she had been holding it the metal still seemed ice cold. He inspected it, "Just one thing left to do…"
"That's right human!" Dib spun around and Gaz looked up with little interest, "What's left is death!" Zim stood the doorway lifted up by the spider legs. He still had a piece of tape on his pink shirt, "You enter the home of Zim and threaten him and his leaders well…" he grinned evilly, "Thanks for telling me your plan! The Tallest will find it very helpful to have a warning about the treacherous Xingans! Of course," he said, "No one finds them to be a threat Xingans are weak creatures who are born and die with in the same century. Quite sad real-" Suddenly Zim stopped when a laser zipped near his face.
"Filthy Human! Xingan!…THING!" Zim screeched at Dib who held his gun pointed at Zim's head.
"This ends here Irken! I…OW!" Dib rubbed the back of his head and whipped around to face his sister, "Why'd you hit me?" he demanded.
"You told him the Xingans' plan?" she asked accusingly. Dib glanced around, "Well…yeah." She rolled her eyes, "You'd make a great James Bond villain. Idiot."
"Is this really the time for name calling?" he said annoyed.
"All the time is the right time when the boy made for his brain is an idiot!"
"Shut up Gaz! OW!" he moaned when she hit him again, "Can we please do this later?" he asked yelling at the purple haired girl, "We gotta kill Zim so that…so that we can take over the Earth!" He bit his lip, "We gotta take over because we're invaders!"
"Duh." She said simply. He found it hard to think of this with such a casual attitude as the one she had. She had grown comfortable with the idea. She was able to function and have a…relatively normal life. She played video games, went to school, at junk food and watched TV. She did all the things a normal earth girl would do but…but she wasn't and Dib just couldn't understand how she could be so comfortable with being a freaky hybrid thing.
"Eh," Zim said, "Can I fight you to the death or are you two gonna keep fighting?" He asked aggravated. Gaz gestured languidly, "Please proceed."
"Wait!" Dib said putting his hands together in the time out gesture, "Aren't you going to fight 'em Gaz?"
"No, he was your enemy before you even knew about the Xingans so I figure its your territory." He sighed and nodded.
"Finished?" Zim asked. They had been talking so long the robotic spider legs were getting tired and he was sinking a little and getting closer to the ground.
"yeah." Dib nodded, "We're done. YARGH!" he screamed diving forward and shooting off laser attacks at Zim. The Irken shot back with lasers of his own. Dib rolled to the side his arm being singed by one leaving a hole and bloody stain on his jacket. Dib jumped to his feet and sprang over to his sister taking the second laser from her and aiming for Zim's face. The green boy retracted the spider legs. He dropped to the ground and only the wig was burned.
"Miserable filth!" Zim shouted and charged forward ready to attack again. Dib jumped to the side just as Zim charged past and kicked Zim in the pack. Zim fell forward on to the tile floor. His face made a noise much like a squeegee as he slid. Dib ran over and placed his foot on Zim's back. The Irken couldn't more, couldn't do anything. Dib pointed a laser at the back of Zim's head.
"This is it. This novel ends with bold printed THE END." He swallowed, "Say hi to the devil." Dib glanced around, "Erm…may hell bring you more pain than this existence," there was another pause, "And uh…"
"Just do it already!" Gaz said annoyed. They heard a distant noise.
"Do, do, do de, do de do!" Gir came skipping into the room wearing his doggy outfit carrying a bag of groceries. The green dog looked around. He studied Gaz and Dib and Zim. No one spoke for a moment. Then Zim shouted, "DO SOMETHING GIR!" The robot nodded, "YES MY LORD!" the robot over turned the bag of groceries and lifted the carton of eggs. He threw them at the wall and watched them all splatter. Gir laughed hysterically and raced out the room. They heard the front door slam and the laughter grow quieter.
"That was stupid." Gaz muttered, "Now do it!" she shouted returning to the topic at hand. Dib nodded. He stared down at Zim and noticed. The gun was shaking. It was shaking violently. Dib closed his eyes, "No better than him!" he said aloud. Then in his mind, "He came to earth to kill everything, so did I. He wears a disguise to hide what he really is, so do I. He's…he's loyal to his true home planet. So am I. He feels no remorse…" Dib stopped. "He feels no attachment… He doesn't want to help…He's only interested in a body count…He's cruel and doesn't care about any repercussions. He's…
"Completely different than me." Dib said aloud. The feeling of nausea began to subside. Dib's eyes brightened, "He's nothing like me!" a smile began to grow on his pale face, "I am better than him!" Dib turned to his sister, "Gaz! I'm better than him! I'm not an alien monster. I'm human!"
"What?" Gaz asked her brow rising.
"I'm a human!" he said brightly, "I know I might have Xingan DNA in my chromosomes but I am HUMAN! In my heart I'm human. He tossed the gun to the side, "I'm too good for this. Gaz tell the Xingans they can have this planet if they go through me first." Before he took his foot off zim he ground his heal in the alien's back, "And I'm going to protect this planet from ALL aliens. Especially you Zim." With that he lifted his boot and walked out.
Gaz's eyes were wide with rage, "What? You can't do this Dib!" she screamed after him, "YOU CANT!" the girl looked around frantically. She grabbed the laser and aimed it at Zim. Without hesitation she pulled the trigger. Nothing happened. She did it again and again.
"What's wrong with this thing?"
"Ah that was one of the lasers I was fixing." He said slowly getting to his feet, "Now, defense systems activate! Remove the Xingan!"
"Why didn't you just use those when you got the tape off your mouth?"
"It would have ruined the chapter." He said simply to Gaz and the more logical audience members.
Dib walked down the street with a new found appreciation for everything around him. The sky was such a good color, the air smelled sweet and the people…well they were there living their lives. Suddenly an open soda can hit Dib. His eyes widened. Dib looked to the passing vehicle, which it had come from. A kid from his school (that's right s-c-h-o-o-l) was leaning out the window laughing. Dib glared and had to keep reminding himself that he still would fight for them. Dib stepped in to random shop to wash his jacket. The familiar scent of disinfectant and ink filled his nostrils.
"Welcome back kid." A female voice said. Dib looked up at a pierced girl with pink hair sitting behind a desk reading a magazine. Dib looked around at the walls covered in WB characters pictures, tribal symbols and poloroids. This seemed like a good place to be at the moment.
"Thanks," Dib said absently as he studied the wall of poloroids. Even if his body was something completely different from what he had always assumed it was didn't mean he was a different person. Just because he was changed in some ways didn't mean everything would be different forever. He was Dib. That's all. It didn't really matter who created him and for what. He was himself and no one could take that from him. Dib placed his finger on a picture, "that one."
THE ENDOnly it's not really the end. I've got a prologue planned out. Its set a couple of years in the future and is a Dib POV. I wont say anymore. I'll save it for the chapter itself. I hope nobody feels cheated that this ended up being a journey of self discovery and not an insane human killin' rampage of awesome bloodshed and pain YAH! GIVING THOSE WHO BEEN MEAN EXACTLY WHAT THEY DESERVE! WHOO! YEAH!
No. That's not really my style. I'm a very internal conflict oriented writer. Sorry. Well please review. Prologue coming soon!
Invading Angel