Nicer comments this time. Thanks guys! :)

So all I can say about the wait is that I was having issues with the site and my email again! but homework has died down a little. :/

::Review Replies::

lolguy11321 - I actually expected u guys to just make up a way in your mind. But I would imagine Dib's body got scooped up police or other.

pokekinz0520 - This is actually my first ZaDr story and I'm 14, I don't know if it matters or not, so I'm a little uncomfortable writing the making out stuff. But I do want to please the people who wanted ZaDr, and I would like to think that's understandable, so I really do want to try.

Invader Neo - Exactly. It's hard to see Gaz and Zim actually liking each other's company, especially for Gaz. I mean I can kind of understand where the ZaGr fans are coming from too a little but it's still not very convincing or likely, you know what I mean? Anyway thx so much for your loyal reviews!

HomicidalMiz-Ari777 - OoOooh, popcorn ^_^ thankys *stores away for later*

Creshto - Oh no, I hope you didnt explode in this loong wait! Here, I can help *picks up pieces but it doesn't work* Oh GEEZ! I amz so sorry :( I hope this little ghosty chapter will help

Moth Mask - More ghosty stuff to come! But is it really Dib *shifts eyes nervously*. ... And thnnk you for being such a loyal reviewer! I give you pie *hands over steaming pie* :-)

Captor of the Crazies - Yeah, I thought things needed a little kick in the rear so I could get a bigger plot started, and I have a feeling this story is going to be pretty long. I've also been thinking about a sequel :) Ohhh yes, I like that you agreed with me! After I typed it I pictured Zim in my head and thought, Whooa that's HOT! =D

Blackdemondog - Yes! He's exactly all he's dreamed about XD

x - thanks. you should be curious :J

Invader Jane - Hahahaha me too XD but I would be running at the same time. Also sorry for the disappointment but you know, these people want ZaDr!

Geez *stares above at reviews* a lot of you guys sure like my story. I'm touched =) Now here's that chapter I promised!

Disclaimer: Um, let me think...NOPE.

Zim stood on the curb of the sidewalk, the middles of his feet balancing back and forth. The sun had sunk away hours ago, and it was surely hitting 1:00 AM Earth time. Not that it mattered; Zim doesn't sleep.

"Life, life, life." That voice, that quiet whisper, was why Zim wouldn't leave. The same word was repeated over and over, sometimes louder, sometimes softer. But there was just something about the unfamiliar voice. It's tone sounded like a ghost of a dream, far, far away.

Where was the sound coming from in the first place? Zim didn't know or care. It was just the words he was drawn to. It made him feel good. Weird and deranged, but good.

Suddenly Zim got startled when the ghost whisper transformed to a completely different voice. A familiar voice.

"Zim! Zim!"

Zim yelped. There was no way... His pain would never end. All this time trying to fill the void that used to be about fights and humiliation, where he couldn't stand being ignored, this would just never end. Even if it took a random ghost voice to come as a constant reminder, it didn't matter as long as he was still in a dark whole. He would always keep running around in circles, going with whatever was thrown at him because he just couldn't get a thrill anymore.

Zim's mouth twitched as he realized he just answered his questions. For weeks he couldn't stop being confused, and he hated not knowing something about himself, so he used snacks and Gaz to distract himself. Stupid. Just stupid, he realized.

"Zim! Zim! Zim!" The louder voice belonging to the Dib-human continued to call out his name. Or actually, it didn't sound as much as a call as it did of irritation and bewilderment. Like, "Zim? Zim? Zim? Zim gritted his teeth in panic. What should he do now? What does this mean? Should he look for the sound or pretend he hadn't heard it?

So many questions were going through his head, the last one being about his sanity before someone poked him in the shoulder.

"Umm...excuse me? Little green child?"

Zim turned around, forgetting he was still balancing on a curb and fell over backwards with a yelp.

Suddenly a hand grabbed his wrist before his head could hit the ground, and pulled him onto the sidewalk. The person who had spoke to him was a short, raven-haired woman. She had a pleasant smile on her thin lips and her dark-skinned gripped Zim's wrist tightly.

Zim instantly swung his arm out of her grasp, making a disgusted noise. "Don't touch me!" he barked. He didn't at all feel like tolerating humans at this moment. "What do you want?"

"I...just..." the woman with an even, mature voice stared at him with big brown eyes that were layered in black eye liner and eye shadow. She blinked, confused. "You just looked...like you needed help."

Zim enlarged one eye. "I'm fine. Mind your own business, pig-smell!"

The girl suddenly looked intimidated, her big eyes blazing like wild fire. But before she could snap at him, her gaze flickered to something far off behind him. She slowly backed away, never taking here eyes off the thing in the distance. "Umm..."

Zim's stared with one bulged eye at the anxious girl.

"I gotta go." The girl tried to keep her voice calm before she doubled back and sprinted away.

Zim finally turned to see what had frightened her, but found nothing but litter and dumpsters behind him. Zim could probably take a guess but what could he do? What would he possibly end up trying now when the result was him constantly getting pestured with thoughts of Dib? And now had it gone so far he was exaggerating? Was he exaggerating?

Zim took his time walking home, seeing as there wouldn't be anything too exciting waiting for him at the base. He was also still processing what just happened. Maybe he could figure something out in his lab. If he was exaggerating, then maybe it was time to make scientific arrangements.

Zim pulled a device out of his PAK and pressed a button up in the corner. The screen he held fuzzed before producing an image on the screen.

"Hiiii!" Gir squealed from the screen, out of disguise. "What is it master? Did you break a burrito? I can fixes it!"

"Gir, I need you to come take me back to the house! It's important!"

Gir smiled big as he flapped his arms. "Yayy! The teal cow promised string jelly!"

"Just come on Gir," Zim grumbled.

"Okkaayyy!"

It didn't take two minutes before Gir came spinning down in the air with his rocket boosters.

"I'm gonna make a cheese wheel!" "Ok, Gir let's—Oh! Hey! Wait a min—" Before he knew it Zim was flipped onto Gir's shoulders, and they boosted away at reckless speed while Zim screamed all the way to the house.

Zim fell on his back as they crashed into the door. Zim groaned. "Alright," he said, popping his spine and adjusting his wig as they started down to the lab.

Zim grabbed a wirey device shaped like a semi-circle. Zim stared at the smooth gray surface and clenched it in his gloved claws.

He knew this had to be done. If not now then he would have to consume time to deal with this. Time to destroy Earth! This brain device—made specially for his PAK—would drain any or all memories with just a push of a button. Especially the ones of a certain Earth boy.

Zim thought about the other time he'd considered this. It was a risk, for sure, and the damage and viruses chanced, though he highly doubted that part. He thought it wouldn't be a good idea to erase any information about Earth too. That brought his memory back to the photo album. Gir had indeed made it, Zim found out not too long ago. The pictures were well arranged, and Zim enjoyed laughing at some.

Zim slowly pulled the device to his PAK with hesitant fingers...

Suddenly something heavy and soft fell on his head, causing him to topple forward, dropping his machine in the process.

"Ahck!" he coughed once after a metal bar from the ceiling hit his upper back. "Giirr!" he shouted. "Look what you did!" Unfortunately for Zim, Gir was all the way on the other side of the lab, squeezing a worn-out pink pig in his metal claws. He looked at Zim and blinked, confused at his sudden outburst. "What the—"

But Zim was interrupted by another metal object that fell on his leg. "GAAAAH!" Zim wailed in pain. Why did random things always fall on him!

"Don't worry master!" Gir bounced up beside him. "I go tell the pancake what happened!" Zim watched as Gir quickly bee-lined away.

Zim's eyes trailed down across the floor until they reached his brain-drain object. The semi-circle was dented with a few bolts laying out beside it. Zim smashed his fist on the floor with a loud growl.

Now he would have to take the rest of the day to repair it! Zim sat up carefully leaning on his palms. He sighed heavily as he gathered up the pieces of the brain-drainer. He laid it all out in a row and examined it with a finger to his lip. He pulled out the first tool needed and hovered it over the dents and holes where the screws came out.

His antenna twitched just a half a second before a thick metal wire burned down his injured back. Zim yelped, dropping his tool. After he finished being in pain, he scooped up the scattered brain-drainer and the tool dropped and quickly moved to a whole different area of the lab, grumbling loudly.

Suddenly a flash of white beat by the corner of his eye, and then something with a black collar. …

Zim's arms became like noodles as everything he held clattered to the floor. He didn't even notice the fresh pain in his toe as he gaped wide-eyed at a dark corner of his lab.

Well hello there cliffy! How did you pop up this time *averts innocent eyes*

Oh gawwsh this looked longr on my iPod 0_0 BUT there's another chapter coming! Hit that next button down there v

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