From Human To Irken

Chapter 12

(Rated T)

"You ok?" Zim asked Sara. She seemed to be in a daze.

"Yeah... It's just... I feel there is unfinished business... Like things aren't completely... done with my parents."

"They're dead. Gone. You won."

"No it's... I found this..." Sara said softly. She showed him a piece of paper that had her human picture. It read:

RUNAWAY CHILD

Name: Sara

Gender: Female

Age: 11

Reward: 15,000 Dollars

"Wow... 15,000 for me... They must really want to take their anger out on me..."

"When did you find this?"

"Yesterday when we were looking for Gir... But I didn't see it when we went to Hollister."

"You think they are alive?"

"No Zim, I think they put this Runaway Child poster thing up from their graves or wherever their bodies are."

"Just 1 poster?"

"Yes. I think their is more..."

"These humans are too stupid. No one is going to take you to them. And we still don't know if they are alive or dead."

"Yeah... Thats true... I got to go to Cheer practice." Sara said.

"Don't get taken away love."

"I won't! Trust me. I'll se you in Skool." Sara said.

Sara was walking down the road and she gasped as something went around her neck. She remembered the feeling. Her father.

"When did you become green." her father hissed. It wasn't a question. She was dragged back. She should've asked Zim to walk with her. How would he know she was in trouble? She wanted to scream but she couldn't. She blacked out. Her eyes opened slowly. She could feel the stings of her fresh cuts. She tried to heal herself but she couldn't. Her wrists were cuffed and tied to a pole in her basement. She flashed back to when she was 5 and was there. She was starving. She could'nt move her hands. She yelped in pain as the feeling of deep slashes on her back and legs came. Her father came down. He started to cut her. She screamed.

"ZIM!" she screamed.

"He's not coming. He doesn't care about you. He doesn't love you." her father said. Her screams faded. He left her. She couldn't heal herself no matter how hard she tried. She thought she would never be put back into this. She pulled as hard as she could forward. one of her wrists became free. She yelped. Excruciating pain seared through her body. She ripped her other wrist out. She bit her tongue and tried not to scream. She heard a different scream. It wasn't hers. It was her mother's. She saw the door burst open and Zim sprinting towards her. She tried to stand up but she couldn't. Zim ran to her.

"NO!" she yelled. Her father threw Zim across the room. He pointed a gun at her. If he shot she would die. He saw his hand on the trigger.

"I LOVE YOU ZIM!" she screamed. Then the whole world went black.

Her eyes opened slowly. She saw Zim's face.

"Am I dead?" she whispered.

"No. Are you... No that's stupid. Where are your worst cuts?"

"My back..." she moaned. Zim helped her sit up. She heard him gasp.

"How can you not be screaming? There are blades."

"It hurts... so... much..." Sara moaned.

"The blades are deep... Sara... I've got to get them out... I promise you you'll feel alot better once I get these out." Zim said. He touched one of the blades. Pain coursed through Sara's body.

"Okay... I'm going to do it fast..." Zim said. He pulled one of the blades out. Sara screamed. He pulled out two at a time. He was shocked at the amout of blood.

"GIR!" Zim yelled.

"Yes master." Gir said in duty mode.

"Give me a wash cloth. NOW!" Zim yelled. He pulled out the last two blades. Gir gave him the rag and he put it over Sara's back. He helped her lay back. He wiped Sara's blood off his gloves. She looked at him.

"Thanks." she said.

"You're going to be ok. The reason you can't heal youself is you don't have enough energy and strength left."

"I told you my parents were back..."

"I told you not to get taken away."

"We're even now."

"Yeah... You hungry? Gir was worried and made... ALOT of waffles..." Zim said.

"Yes but... I need to rest..."

"I'll be here if you need me." Zim said softly.

Sadness... But she lived and that's what counts! ^^