Disclaimer: Do not own them.
Title: Sickness
Summary: Dib learns something he wasn't suppose to.
Warnings: Yaoi Cussing PWP (Kinda)OOC
Couple: ZaDR, maybe, I'm not sure yet.
Written By: Shino
Inspired By: Nothing, I Srsly don't want to write this But I am. :D Cause I'm still faithful to my readers.
Comments: Will most indefinitely be short, writing it all today.
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New Scenes
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Dib woke with a jolt, eyes wide, sweat sliding down his face, breathing erratic.
Dear God what was that?
Slowly, he pried his fingers loose for their death grip on his sheets and stared down at them.
So it wasn't a dream.
He looked away, and glanced around the room and realized something. He could make everything out clearly, as if a light was on, but, the best he could tell, everything was powered down, no lights were on.
Idly, he reached up to scratch at his face. With a small cry, he turned around to see who was attacking him. No one was there.
He glanced around again, if there wasn't anyone, who had scratched him?
Oh, right.
His hand rose again and he studied it, feeling slightly sick at the sight of blood on the tips of their pointed ends.
Dropping it again, he stood.
Stretching, he groaned softly, loving that he heard his back popping.
He sagged slightly and rotated neck. Then, he started off.
It seemed, that from what the stupid alien had said, that they were going to be on this thing for a while, may as well get used to his surroundings.
Wandering out into the hallway, lights flickered on near his feet. Picking a direction at random he started down it, going through every doorway he could find, then, upon hitting and dead end, he turned around and started the other direction.
The second way he went had other paths detouring from the one he was on, but he decided he would take those later.
Then, he came to a door that would open when he hit the button. Studying it, he realized that it had a pass code.
Hmm, that's interesting.
Using the skills he learning long ago, he had the door sliding open within moments.
He wished he had just let it alone.
Stumbling back, his hand met his mouth and he tried not to throw up. After a moment of nauseous staring, the door slid back closed.
His legs weakened and soon he was on the ground, still staring.
Dear God, what had happened in there?
The whole room was bathed in blood, puddles where still pooled on the ground, meaning that what ever had happened it hadn't been that long ago.
He wasn't the kind of person to get queasy at the sight of blood, but. . . So much of it in one place? That's just. . . . He couldn't even find the words.
Picking himself up, he wandered away, he suddenly wasn't up to looking around, maybe he'd just go crawl back in bed and sleep some more.
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Clacking his claws against his monitor, he made a soft noise.
Dib had seen it.
Now he was going to be asking questions about it.
Zim wouldn't have that.
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Ugh, I'm so sorry. I did this chap by myself, starting next chap, Rah is going to be helping me. Thankfully, she'll actually have Dib exactly where I want him, she doesn't know anything about the story either. :D
I wonder what Zim is hiding :3
Srsyl, I wonder. XD
Again, sorry for the short chapter.
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