Dib kicked the door of his base open, cringing as it knocked over a stand covered in paperwork and photographs. He stared at it for a moment, considered screaming, settling to sigh and shrug. "I'll pick it up later," he muttered aloud. He closed the door with equal gumption, cringing again as more papers fell. "Gosh dammit!" he screamed, giving in and scrambling to reorganize the clutter. As he sorted them- Bigfoot here, Nessie there, Mothman and Jersey Devil in that folder- he paused when he came upon an old photo. It was from Elementary Skool, and front and center was Zim, that usual smirk on his face. Zim, who had been the bane of his existance for years now. Zim, who had always somehow gotten away with his flawed schemes, and somehow kept everyone from knowing he was an alien, no matter how OBVIOUS it was.
Zim, who had had his sister pinned to the wall, gloved claws digging into the wall, snake tongue slipping past Gaz's pale lips...
Dib fought the urge to vomit, as the rage and disgust built in him again. He had seen it- oh yes, I saw it , he thought bitterly. "Every damn minute of it. How dare that alien so much as look at my sister, let alone deflower her..." His word choice made him pause, balk, and quickly find a trashcan. After upheaving what little food he had on his stomach, he leaned his forehead against a counter. The thought of Gaz and Zim doing THAT... He couldn't bare to humor it. He stood and went to his chair, plopping down in it. The multiple screens roared to life at the press of a button, a chatroom site instantly coming up. He clicked on one, and rapidly began typing.
agent_MOTH: You won't belive what happend!
Yetimeister202: Wat?!
agent_MOTH: the alien had the NERVE to kiss my sister!
Miss_Vampy: NOOOO
Yetimeister202: Whaaaaaaaaaaaat?!1?1?!
Thylo_yoyo: the invasion has begun!
The replies kept rolling in. He felt no gratification, however. No matter what these strangers, all followers of his blog on Mysterious Mysteries website, none could alleviate the rage.
The computer chimed once more, and as Dib looked, the words caught his eye, making him read it fully.
Taker_and_Reaper: It is a shame you do not have someone who could match- nay, exceed his technology, and rid you of his parasitic existance.
Dib's brown eyes narrowed, and he clicked to start a private chat session.
agent_MOTH: How do you know about his technology? I don't recognise your username as one of the regulars.
Taker_and_Reaper: It doesn't matter. What would you be willing to do to erase him?
The teen paused. Eighteen years of life behind him, and so many more ahead. What would he give up to get rid of the alien? He thought of his sister, his one redemption, even if it was small. He'd looked out for her all those years, even when she'd tormented and beaten him half to death. It was his job, with their dad gone and mom... well, they didn't even know if mom was real.
agent_MOTH: anything
A pause. A minute passed. Two. Three. Dib's lung ached, and he exhaled heavily when the chime went off, realizing he'd been holding his breath.
Taker_and_Reaper: Excellent. Allow two months time for the preparations, and this glitch will be eradicated.
Dib sneered, his anger seeping out.
agent_MOTH: Finally
Taker_and_Reaper: Just remember, Dib. The enemy of your enemy is a friend.
The last words made his rationality gnaw at the back of his mind, but his madness had taken over. Soon, he would be rid of Zim. Soon.
Purple eyes narrowed at the screen as the female Irken watched the Dib-human's icon go dark, showing he had signed off. It had been simply, even from so far away, to pick up on and hack into the human's computer network. Tak was smart, and had learned her lesson the last time; she would need help to take care of the idiot who had ruined her life. Who better than the one other being who Zim had equally tormented?
A wicked grin graced her lips, and closed the screen. Raising her hand to switch the power back up to max, she winced. There were new wounds for which Zim had to pay now. In a month's time, she would arrive back on Earth, then the next month would be spent training her new partner.
"Mimi!" she barked, and the SIR appeared, saluting with her remaining arm. "Prepare for our landing; we may still have a great distance to cover, but that does not mean we can't cover all our bases a few times. The robot zipped off to the back of the cruiser, leaving Tak alone, staring at the twinkling void.
This chapter gave me a lot of difficulty to write, thus the delay. It is also much shorter. Took forever for my muse to cough up this hairball. What is now the outline for Chapter Six was the original Chapter Five. I thought it would be wise to start setting up the conflict, and developing our two "villians". I use the term loosely, as there are many plot twists to come.
At this point, I find it wise to remind everyone this is a MATURE fanfic (18+). If you wish to continue reading, that is fine, but in chapters to come, the content will get more mature. Just warning you.
Thank you for reading, and I hope to have the next chapter up soon.