AM I THE ONLY ONE SURPRISED THAT I'M CONTINUING THIS?

Random guy: How are you surprised?

HOW ARE YOU STILL ALIVE? I MUST'VE SHOT YOU OUT OF THE AIRLOCK THREE TIMES ALREADY! And do you even have a name?

Ransom: It's Ransom. You just always press the wrong key.

Oh. WHATEVER!

(Ella's POV)

I took the rivals home in my car, and reluctantly hugged Dib as he got out of the car. Hey, we were on a "date," weren't we?

"Ella-thing?" Zim asked as we pulled up to his house, hesitating to leave the cab.

"Hmm?" I hummed, only half-listening.

"Can Zim tell you something? Something the Ella-worm must PROMISE not to tell anyone else?" He fidgeted with his glove for a bit.

"Uh, I guess. Wait, you're not gay, are you?"

"What is this 'gay', you speak of?"

"Nothing, nothing. What did you want to tell me?"

"I think I… I think I… Love you," He finally muttered.

I had to admit I was a little surprised, I mean, the mighty Irken Invader falling down to our level, expressing HUMAN emotions? "I'm not sure you do. Now-" I gasped as I saw the moon hide behind a mass of dark clouds, blotting out the light. The light that was keeping my sanity intact. Keeping Zim intact. I pushed him out of the open door and screamed as Dementia attacked me from the inside, pining to be let out of her prison. Eventually, my hair darkened, my nails grew into talons, and my eyes reddened. Zim gasped and tried to run, but Dementia was too fast. My hands pinning him to the ground as he shrieked was the last thing I saw before I lost the last shred of me disappeared into the abyss that is Dementia.

(Dementia's POV)

Free at last, free at last! I hadn't been outside since I took over Lady MacBeth. Oh, it felt good to see the sky, starless and dark, without having to look out of a locked window. The alien… thing ran when he saw what kind of monster Ella was. I shot out of the car, and pinned him to the concrete as he writhed and screamed like a babe.

"WHAT ARE YOU! DO NOT TOUCH ZIM!" He squealed as I dug my talons into his flesh, sticky purple goo flooding out.

"I'm the stuff of nightmares. I'm the reason you lock your door. I'm Death," I whispered, enjoying watching him squirm. I waited him to calm down a bit before my talons bit down a little farther. He shrieked again and metal legs shot out of the thing on his back, pushing me back, and lacerating my shoulder. No blood came out. Of course not, I'm a ghost. I hissed and flew toward him, but he had already shut the door and locked it.

"Damn him!" I yelled, scratching at the door. If I had been given enough time, I would've cut straight through. But the sun rose, and I screamed in pain and frustration as I felt my features melting away, leaving Ella lying unconscious in a heap on Zim's doorstep.

OK, THAT WAS JUST CREEPY! Creepy to write, creepy to read-

Ransom: Not as creepy as you though.

SHUT UP, RANDOM!

Ransom: IT'S RANSOM, GENIUS! Why are you so stupid?

Why is your head so big?

Ransom: MY HEAD IS NOT BIG!