WARNING: Contains bloody violence and ZIIIMM!
Zim awoke in a patch of iridescent colored grass. He slowly sat up and looked around. He saw tall, colorful trees with red, pink, orange, yellow, and even purple leaves and tall grass patches that seemed to reach out toward him. Zim walked through the forest aimlessly until he found a stone path leading him deeper into the strange yet beautiful forest. As he walked he saw a drop of water fall in front of him. He took a step back and another drop fell on his cheek. Zim lifted his hand up to wipe it off but stopped when he realized that it wasn't burning his skin. Another drop fell, and then another, and then it began to lightly rain. Zim shivered from how cold the rain made him feel inside and continued walking on the path. Soon he saw a glow in the distance and he began to run toward it. Zim stopped when he saw a patch of black grass. The blades of grass reached out toward him, but he took a few steps back to avoid it. The grass blades retracted as well and the grass became iridescent like the rest. Zim continued walking to the light and the closer he got the less he could see. The light was so blinding yet Zim was drawn into it like a moth. He couldn't resist the urge to look at it. Soon he was inside of it then everything went black.
Zim couldn't see a single thing, but there was a strange stench of human feet contaminating the air. He felt something soft underneath him. He tapped his PAK and it began to emit a pink glow. The soft thing underneath him was fabric. There was black fabric for as far as he could see. It was above him, beneath him, and even beside him. It made a horizontal tunnel-like structure that seemed to go on forever. He explored this strange tunnel until he saw another light. Zim came to the end of the tunnel and looked up at another vertical tunnel with light at the end of it. He had to climb up to it somehow. Suddenly Zim extended his long, robotic legs from his PAK and started to climb up the fabric walls. He had to go into the light. Zim had no idea why, but he just knew that he had to. Soon he was inside of the light...
...and then he was inside of his base. Dib was in front of him, but he wasn't spying on Zim like he usually was. His arms were in high-tech chains and he was kneeling down. His clothes had tears in them that revealed cuts and gashes and his glasses were smashed on the floor. Zim looked down at his own hand and noticed that he was holding a large, sharp blade with blood on it. Dib, "I'll never betray my own race just because I can't handle a little pain." Zim sneered and took a step forward. Dib quivered in fear and tried to break free. Zim, "It's no use, Dib. No stupid human, such as yourself, could break those chains. Tell me where the detonator is and I'll make your death a little less painful and quick." Dib, "I'd rather fucking suffer than help YOU!" Zim laughed and held the blade to Dib's neck. Zim, "Very well, Dib-human, if you insist." Dib took a deep breath and braced himself for the worst. Zim lifted up the blade then thrust it right through Dib's stomach. Dib screamed at the top of his lungs, then started breathing heavily. He looked up at Zim with despair invading his eyes and tears streaking his cheeks. Zim pulled the blade out of Dib's stomach and threw it aside. Blood began to drip from the wound and soon Dib began coughing up globs of blood onto the floor. Zim, "You could still tell me where it is, Dib-worm, and you won't have to die like this." Dib glared up at Zim and, with what strength he had left, he spit a glob of blood in Zim's face. Zim wiped it off and punched Dib in what was left of his stomach. Dib whimpered in pain and coughed up even more blood, until he chocked. His head fell forward limply and everything went silent. Zim looked down at his fist, covered in the human's blood, and smiled wickedly. He glanced down at the pool of blood at his feet, then at his enemy's lifeless body. Zim tilted Dib's head up and saw blood streaking his face instead of tears. He let Dib's head fall forward once more and noticed that the pool of blood was becoming blacker by the minute. It seemed as though it was coming towards him. Zim began to sprint away from it. He heard whispers behind him and at that he began to run. The faster he ran the louder and clearer the whispers became. "Come back." "Join us." "Become us." "Ziiimm…" He noticed that he wasn't in his base anymore. Zim didn't know where he was. There was nothing except…except himself. He kept running. The voices became even louder, beckoning him. "We are one." "We will find you." "You NEED us!" Zim suddenly fell into a pit and instinctively closed his eyes, bracing for impact. Suddenly something grabbed his arms and began to pull him up. He opened his eyes and saw Dib pulling him up. Zim, "I…I just killed you!" Dib's eyes became black and his grin revealed jagged teeth. Zim threw what certainly was not Dib down into the pit and started running again.
Zim woke up to sunlight streaming in through the window in his face. He sat up and anxiously looked back and forth at the room. No one else was there. He sighed with relief and smiled. Zim, "It was only a stupid dream. And sometimes you have to take the good ones along with the bad." Zim stood up and looked out the window in his room. There was not a single cloud in the sky and Zim hoped that it would stay that way.