Okay wow, I am so so sorry that it's been like 4 months since I updated but here's the next chapter! YAY! I literally overcame all writer's block and got so much inspiration that I completed this chapter in 8 hours. That's a new record for me! Like I said, I changed quite a few things so they'd be a bit more realistic, and I tried to give violet more character development so let me know if I did good. Also, thanks to the 4 people who reviewed! I appreciate it a lot! so special shout out to Random Irken Derp, Cooltreeko, CLOWNFISH14, and Mariah Sarona for your awesome reviews! the person who posts the tenth review gets to read the next chapter before everyone else via PM so review away! alrighty, enjoy!

I sat down and quickly opened my sketchbook in hopes that the class would forget my little performance. No such luck. As the teacher set his things down and began writing on the board, the class chatted away about my playing.

A blush formed on my cheeks and I looked down.

"Zim… stop staring at me" I said with a frown. The strange green boy snapped out of his daze and looked out the window.

"Alright class. Your future now resides in the hands of your new classmate Violet. If she can decode this equation for me then you'll all get no work for today and tomorrow" the teacher announced. The chatter in the room ceased and I could feel all twenty sets of eyes on the back of my head.

A bead of sweat rushed down my forehead as I looked up at the 'equation'. Instantly my worries faded as I realized it was no equation, it was sheet music. But for what song?

"Alright. I'll do it…" I said awkwardly as I unpacked my violin and walked to the board.

I began playing and immediately noticed the tune… Canon rock arranged by Jerry c. A nice twist on the classic. I played confidently once I knew what I was playing.

(A/N: I suggest listening to jun sung ahn's version of the song on youtube while reading. Just a recommendation.)

Once the song ended the class clapped and the teacher smirked. I took my violin out of playing position and bowed before walking back to my seat.

"Well, looks like you've all got today and tomorrow off" The teacher said with a grin as he laid back in his chair. The class erupted in cheers, making me smile. I sat in my chair and continued drawing while the class chatted.

I had almost finished my drawing when a spit ball landed dead center in the middle of my drawing. My eyes widened in horror as I stared at the wet ball of paper and spit soak into my detailed sketch of a girl in an awesome fighting position, a sword in her hands. The ink began to smear and I felt rage flow through my system.

Standing to my feet, I whirled around and glared daggers at the back of the class. One group particularly was giggling and I noticed one certain red head. I felt tears well up in my eyes as I glared at her. I knew. I knew she had done this. I picked up the drawing, letting the spit ball slowly slide down the thin paper as I held it up for her to observe.

"You fucked up my drawing." I said coldly.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry… I meant to hit your head" her voice went from fake to cold in a matter of moments. I felt my blood boil in anger as I wadded up the picture and chunked it at her head. "Ouch! My nose!" she hissed.

"Oh I'm sorry, I meant for that to hurt more" I growled.

The girl stood, her friends gasping as she took a few steps in my direction. "You bitch" she spat angrily only moments before her hand hit my face. I saw the words coming, but the punch was a surprise. The class erupted in yelling as I hit the ground, knocking over a chair in the process. I felt my cheek, where she'd hit, and growled under my breath as I attempted to get up, only for her to kick my side, knocking me back into the cold tiled floor. Students jumped up and began cheering, saying silly things like 'oh snap!' or 'cat fight!'

I saw her raise her leg for another kick but this time I managed to roll out of the way just in time. I quickly climbed to my feet and without another word, bounded for the door. The teacher was on the phone, calling a principle I assume. "You're just another dumb bitch!" I heard her call as I roughly shoved the door open, ignoring the teacher as he called for me to come back. I didn't stop there though, I ran until I was lost. I ran past the principle and out of the school, pushing past the double doors and only stopping when I'd reached the tree by the edge of the school yard.

I slumped my back against it and let my tears fall freely while I silently sobbed and dug my head into my hands. I sat there for a moment, letting myself calm down before wiping my tears away as best I could. It was then that I realized I'd left my things in class. I hit my head against the tree before moaning in irritation. I couldn't go back… but if I left my things there that red-headed brat could destroy them. I stood to my feet to go back inside but just as I was turning around, I bumped into someone.

I doubled back in surprise and looked up. "Sorry- Zim?" I questioned in confusion as I stared at the green boy. He looked at me in concern then roughly dropped my violin case into my arms. I stared down at the case in shock, but he didn't give me much time to think about it before dropping my satchel on top of my case. Without another word I set my things down and hugged Zim, making him tense. He didn't hug back, or shove me away, just stood there, tensed.

"Thanks" I said, tears lightly tracing my eyeline as I hugged him tightly.

"Don't mention it human…" Zim said awkwardly, patting my back. I laughed then let go and stared at him in confusion. "Human…?" I asked. "You misheard, Zim said Violet" he said with a smile. "No you definitely said human…" I said with a look that said 'really dude?'

"Silly Violet-human" he patted my head. "You did it again!" I yelled. "Only to get your mind off of the earlier events" he lied cleverly. I frowned. I knew it was a lie but I'd let it slide this once.

"Well thanks, I didn't want to back in there… I hope you leaving didn't get you in trouble" I said as I picked up my things. "Actually, Zim is suspended" he said sheepishly.

"What?! Why?" I asked in shock. "Zim…. might've thrown a chair at the clare human" he admitted carelessly. I face-palmed. "Well, school isn't out for another hour… what should we do ? I asked, concern in my voice. "We can go to Zim's amazing base" Zim grinned. "Er uh…. okay, how far is it?" I asked. "Not far" Zim grinned before grabbing onto my hand and pulling me down the street.

We walked in silence after that.

I couldn't help but stare at the bright green house as Zim pulled me by my hand towards said house. The gnomes were enough to freak me out along with the purple roof… and the 'I LOVE EARTH' sign…. and the men's room door… and the green dog staring at me with a smile as it sat on it's hind legs on the couch. A fat zipper went down it's green chest and it held a suck monkey in it's little nubby hands. I stared back as Zim motioned for me to sit on the couch next to it. I sat awkwardly and watched as Zim left the room. "Where are you going?" I asked. "Zim has… some stuff to take care of… yep. Such important STUFF! GIR! watch the house!" he said dramatically.

I nodded and watched him run from the room. I turned to the strange green dog and smiled awkwardly. "Hey there green dog… You must be Gir.."

"HII!" the dog squealed. I felt my heart stop and my eyes widen as I jumped back in surprise and fell off of the couch. My mind went blank as I fell back in shock.

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I stared at the image before me. My blood ran cold at the familiar room. The room where the little girl was chained… but something was off. Where was she? I looked around and tried moving only to find my arms were being held back. I looked up only to find my arms wrapped in chains and cuffed tightly. I made a weak attempt to move them, but they were too sore. I looked around in panic. "Hello?!" I called out, my voice echoing in the small, empty white room. The white doors slid open and a woman walked in. She wasn't wearing a lab coat, only a white button down shirt that was neatly tucked into a black skirt that hugged her frame.

"How are you today?" she asked nicely.

"I'm in the wrong place… I was just at my friend's house. You've got to let me go!" I cried, my voice weak and innocent.

"Akane, I'm sure you just had another dream about the outside… I'm going to unchain you.. It's that time of the week again" her voice was soft but stern.

"No! NOT AGAIN!" I cried as I twisted and moved about in the chains, my arms pressing against them and bruising. I felt my legs dangling freely, only my toes able to touch the ground. I wasn't sure why I didn't want to be set free… I wasn't sure why but it felt like I was going to be tortured. I squirmed, screaming at the top of my lungs as I did so.

"Akane please. If you're a good girl this time then I'm sure they'll only run a few tests… nothing too bad" the woman smiled. I stopped struggling and looked at her, tears in my eyes. Her smile broke into a look of deep sadness. We both knew her words were lies. I nodded weakly and looked down. I felt her unlock the chain and my right arm fell to my side, the socket bruised to the point where moving either arm wasn't an option. My left arm fell and I felt my weight shift as the woman lifted me up. I closed my eyes, tears rolling freely down my cheek as we left the room. I heard the swishing of the door sliding open then footsteps echoing down an all too familiar hallway. Moments later, several more footsteps joined in and I opened my eyes to catch a glimpse of one of the soldiers as he marched at the woman- Sherry's side.

I began to believe that everything really was a dream, that this was the world I knew…

"You created me… and you let them hurt me.." I cried quietly. "You did this to me… mom."

I felt my weight hit the ground with a loud thud. I let out a grunt of pain, but I didn't feel it… I didn't feel any physical pain that small anymore. I glanced up, my face void of emotion. Her eyes were watering and her brows dug together. "Don't you start that with me" she choked out. It was meant to be a threat, but I knew she was sad. Sad that she put me through what she had. Sad that it would never end. "You're treading on thin ice" we said in unison. I'd heard those words before. "Because your scared? Scared of me?" I didn't know where the words where coming from but they flooded the air, silence following promptly. "Scared of what you've done… how you've hurt me? Scared of the monster you've made me?" I cried out.

"I can't. I can't today. Someone take this thing away from me" she said before turning and walking in the other direction. I smiled, knowing she'd ball her eyes out after she left. I felt one of the guards pick me up and we continued walking.

This one was dumb. I felt his heart rate increase the moment he wrapped his muscled arms around my fragile body. He was dumb for leaving his hand gun in it's holster. I let my arm fall past his arm, reaching behind him. I quickly snatched up his pistol and pointed it to his head. All at once, several shots fired throughout the room, but none of them had come from my stolen gun. They'd come from the soldiers behind us, and all had hit the soldier. His body went limp and we both fell to the floor, but I didn't stay long. I quickly rolled over onto my feet and ran a few feet before turning around and pointing the gun in the direction on the soldiers. They exchanged horrified glances, all knowing that none of their bullets would hit me. But I didn't need a gun to kill them, It was only a distraction.

I threw the gun in the direction of the soldiers and as they flinched, I took the opportunity to use my weak legs run up the wall. I did a sideways flip, my arm mutating and my eyes glowing red as I twirled like a feather. By the time I'd landed, I'd used my blade mutation to slice off the heads off three soldiers, still landing on my feet. My bruised shoulders healed and my muscles twitched as I grinned, letting my fang like teeth show. My victory was cut short however by a tranquilizer hitting me clean in the arm. My eyes grew heavy, fading back into a brown hue and then into their signature violet color, then they closed.

I awoke in a testing chamber as usual. My naked body limp in the see-through liquid they kept me in. It left my body numb and my mind almost blank. It used to keep me asleep but I'd adjusted to the drug and at this point could open my eyes in the tube. I looked down to see several needles and wires inside of my body. I then looked to the scientists that were typing away on their computers and taking notes. Some were staring at me like I was an exhibit at a museum. I couldn't move my face, only stare. I watched as one of the scientists, one with a name tag that read 'Shaun.' The man pressed a button on the keypad next to the chamber and I felt the dosage increase as my eyes grew heavy and I gave in to the drug.

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I opened my eyes in a panic, thinking I'd returned to the room. I looked around, my eyes stinging. The room was completely different, but one thing remained the same… I was in a testing chamber. I looked down; luckily I was wearing clothes. a plain white dress with strings that tied it together, like a hospital gown. I felt my muscles twitch, signaling that they were ready to use. I put my hands up to the glass, panic setting in as I realized I couldn't breath. I banged my hands against the glass eagerly.

I looked around, continuously banging them as I watched two familiar people fist fighting.

Zim and Dib. I banged harder in hopes they'd let me out. No such luck. The two continued arguing and throwing random object at each other from across the room, occasionally hiding to avoid getting hit. Finally, Zim jumped over his cover and tackled Dib, catching him off guard. Dib pulled at Zim's hair- PULLING IT OFF?! I watched in shock as two antennae perked up from under the wig. Was Zim really an alien? Yes, yes he was. I felt my last bit of breath escape and I banged on the glass harder. This time Dib noticed and bounded over to the glass, pressing a nearby button. The glass rose up and I fell out along with all the water. Dib quickly pulled off his trench coat and wrapped me up in it. I gasped for air violently and began a series of twitching and spasms.

Dib helped me sit up, leaning me against the wall before turning around just in time to avoid one of Zim's attacks. The two began yelling and throwing punched, but I couldn't hear a sound, only a loud and constant ringing in my ears.

After a minute, Dib finally managed a punch hard enough to knock Zim unconscious. He took the opportunity to grab me and sprint for the door. I'll admit, he was strong and light on his feet. We reached the door- er uh elevator and Dib stepped inside. I was still panting lightly. "What. What just happened?!" I asked in shock as he stepped out of the elevator and into Zim's living room. "We were in Zim's house the whole time?!" I half yelled. Dib nodded and pushed open the front door with his back, then sprinted across the lawn, gnomes firing lasers at us as we went. "Are those even gnomes?!" I yelled. Dib ignored my many questions as we reached the street and continued running. Finally we reached the next street over and Dib gently set me on my feet. It took me about three seconds to find my balance. "I bet you're confused and I know you have a lot of questions and I'll answer them all but-" he was cut off by a loud bang which I soon found to be Zim hitting him on the back of the head with a frying pan. I recoiled in fear and backed away slowly as he scame closer, stepping over Dib's limp, motionless body. "I knew watching that animated movie with Gir would benefit Zim someday" he smirked.

"Oh yeah… your talking green dog, and are you talking about tangled?" I asked, dropping my guard long enough for him to hit me in the

face. Everything went dark.

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I sat up quickly, the loud sound of my alarm having woken me up. I glance at the clock as it beeps loudly, it reads 6:00 am. "Was that all just a dream?" I asked myself as I felt my face. No broken nose… no bruise. "Seems so" I said as I let my hand smash the snooze button, silencing the alarm. But for some reason, I could remember every part of this dream in detail… That's never happened before. I throw my covers off and let my feet fall to the tiled floor. "The question is… at what point did it start being a dream…" I said as I stood up and lazily stumbled over to my closet. I pushed the sliding door aside and observed my many hanging clothes.

I pulled out a warm gray sweater that falls off my shoulders and a wife beater to wear underneath and then I grabbed a pair of navy blue skinny jeans with cuts up and down the front. I slipped my shorts off and put the jeans on first, hopping around the room lazily as I pulled them up, then I took off the baggy t-shirt I wore and slipped on my plain white wife beater. Finally, I put on the baggy sweater and slipped on my combat boots over a pair of white ankle socks. I shivered slightly at how cold my room was and looked out my fogged window. Frowning at the early fall weather, I sat down at my desk, a large mirror hanging over it, and grabbed my brush, using it to comb through my long black hair.

I pulled my hair back into a high rise ponytail and then tied it neatly, not a single hair, save for my bangs and those dreaded side hairs, falling out. I grabbed my double breasted jacket and scarf, along with my violin and my satchel and headed out my door and downstairs.

As usual, my dad sat at the table, reading a newspaper and drinking his coffee, not bothering to even touch his toast. Normally I'd wake up early and make him breakfast, but as of late he's been making his own. He's been stressed lately, I can tell by the bags under his eyes, but after the fight we got into before we moved here, we've barely spoken. I sigh and set my things on the table, then rush back upstairs as I realize I've forgotten my laptop. While I'm up there I brush my teeth and put on my nerd glasses I rarely ever wore. In all honestly, I hated them. They were huge and even though they corrected my sight, there were times when I could see fine without them.

The woman at the eye doctor's however, said they were hip and cool, what all the 'cool kids and hipsters' these days were wearing. I was dumb enough to listen.

I put them on, my vision a blur, and grabbed my laptop then rushed back down the stairs. There were still boxes piled in my room that needed to be unpacked, and I had kept my laptop in one of them, but today I wanted to get an essay done and typing was easier than hand writing it.

"I'm leaving now" I said as I grabbed my violin case and slung it over my shoulder, repeating the process with my satchel as I opened it and let my thins laptop slide inside.

"I see you're wearing your glasses today… one of those days eh?" he commented. His voice was void of emotion, dull and lifeless,

"Yeah, one of those days… Hey dad? do you remember when I got home yesterday?" I asked. "Afraid not, got home late from the lab and found you asleep in bed." he said swiftly, glancing up from his paper with a concerned look. "Why do you ask?"

"No reason, just had a weird dream is all" I replied sheepishly.

"Hey when I get home today, can we talk?" I asked, wanting to apologize for our argument a month ago.

"We're talking now, isn't that enough?" he asked, his voice returning to it's monotone as he lifted his paper once more. I sighed knowing that meant no and turned to leave. I walked into the living room and realized that I'd yet to put on my scarf or jacket, so I set my things down on our bright red couch and put my jacket on, then after buttoning it up and putting on my scarf, grabbed my things and walked out the door.

The moment I opened the door, I was greeted by a blast of cold, fall morning air. It was refreshing, but not in the best way. I shivered and pulled my scarf over my mouth then walked down the steps and across the yard. I reached the sidewalk then paused. I reached into my bag and pulled out my phone and headphones. I slipped the earbuds in and went to my music. I set the playlist on shuffle and stuck the phone in my pocket. Smiling, I continued walking. I neared a grayish blue colored house and stared at it as I walked closer. The moment I reached the house, I saw Dib and what I assumed to be his sister walk out. Dib smiled and waved. I pulled my earbuds out and paused the song then pause to wait for my new friend.

"Hey Violet" he smiled as he reached my side. "Morning" I smiled back. "You wear glasses?" he asked in surprise. "Sometimes" I replied with a blush as we continued walking. I glanced at his sister, her hair shining a bright purple. She wore all black and stared down at what I assumed to be the new GS4. The sun peaked over the horizon, rays of light finding their way onto her bright hair and making it shine even more. I smirked at her then returned my attention to Dib… who was rambling. "...You know what I mean?" he finished. I nodded sheepishly and smiled nervously. "Yup… I hear ya" I smiled. "I didn't know you lived on the same street as me" I said changing the subject. "Me either, but now we can walk together everyday and discuss the paranormal" he grinned.

"Speaking of which, I had a weird dream last night that after I got into that fight with that clare chick that I went to Zim's house only his house was really weird and he had a green dog that talked then I passed out and woke up in a test tube in an underground base and you were there fighting with Zim and he was an alien then we both escaped and you carried me out of the house then Zim hit you with a frying pan and made a reference to Tangled and then he hit me with it and I woke up" I recapped, taking a deep breath as I finished.

"That's a weird dream… a frying pan?" Dib asked with a laugh.

"Yeah, and a talking green dog! and he was an alien!" I laughed.

Dib frowned at that. "Zim IS an alien remember? and he does have a green dog"

I gulped as I remembered previously agreeing with Dib. "Er uh, yeah I know he is but I got to dream about what he looked like- does he really have a green dog? and gnomes that have laser eyes?" I asked in shock, changing the subject.

"Yeah… Maybe it wasn't a dream."

"No it was, he hit me in the face with a frying pan and when I woke up, there was no mark… maybe I'm psychic" I laughed.

"Wait you were the one who got into a fight with Clare?!" he asked in shock.

"Yeah… you're slow ya know that?" I said with slight irritation.

"Yeah- everyone was talking about how she got hit with a chair and her and another student got suspended… but no one really knows who the other student was…" he said in thought.

"I hope I'm not suspended… I've only been here a day… and yet so much has happened."

We approached the hi skool and I felt my nerves on edge. Students lingered around the outside of the building, class didn't start until 7:45 and it was 7:05. I looked around nervously, I could feel the eyes of at least half of the students as I followed Dib inside, his sister departing to join her own crowd. We climbed the steps that led up to the doors in complete silence. Dib gave me a worried look that I returned as we both pushed the doors open and stepped inside.

YAY CLIFFHANGER! haha