Chapter One

-IMPORTANT MESSAGE: No happy Tree Friends were harmed in the making of this story... It just seems like it.-

Maybe I should just stop and give up...,Flippy thought as he trudged down the street. Depressed, cold, wet, and hungry, he sat down on the damp grass overlooking the street in front of him. The desoltation of the ongoing fields made his bear-tummy cramp up. Though the rain had washed off most of the blood, he still felt messy. It was more of a sprinkle now, and Thunder could be heard in the distance.

Flippy had to strain to make sure his other half wasn't unleashed. He blinked once, and a shadowy figure appeared above him, holding a piece of wire in his hands. Flippy screamed his high pitch scream and threw grass at the figure. (It didn't work very well...) The dark figure laughed deeply, and his yellow eyes traced where Flippy sat. The monster of a figure lurched foreward.

But as he did he also came into view.

He was the monster.

Zim looked up at the filthy-hot Earth sun as it peeked it's way through the clouds. Unlocking the doors of the school, he started to walk home. He didn't care if Skool was out or not.

When some wind blew past him, a grimy newspaper hit him in the face. He took it off of himself and threw it behind him.

He suddenly felt someone following him, and turned around to see The Dib sneaking up.

"What's up with you today Zim? You're not even trying." Zim snarled in disgust as Dib walked up next to him.

"If your trying to trick me Dib, it's not working. So just take your giant head of smell and go home and talk with your scary sister." Zim started to speedwalk, he just wanted to be alone.

"No way! I want to watch you while your down Zim, it only makes me feel like I'm victorious in keeping Earth a safe place!"

-Cue dramatic happy song surrounding Dib HERE-

Zim covered the spots where his antenna's were under his wig, trying not to listen. But through the silence he heard a CLICK and he turned around furious. He had just remembered that his contacts weren't on.

"I'm warning you Dib-" But then Zim stopped. Did he really care now? There was nothing else to live for anyways. Why should he worry about if Dib was going to get to him or not.

Huffing, puffing, and mumbling like a maniac, Zim slowly walked away towards his green home.

"Your making this too easy..." He said snickering, and ran away like the Dib-stink he is.

Zim looked at his feet, stressed beyond belief. He was no alien. The humans were the ones who were aliens.

So did that make him a monster?

The monster stopped in front of him

Flippy's other half (lets call him Flqpy, shall we?) gave him a look that seemed to be understanding as he. Usually, whenever he did see himself in this way, Fliqpy would try and maul him to death. But this time, Fliqpy also seemed to understand, and sat down with him.

-LAST IMPORTANT MESSAGE: This part of the story will be translated because no one can really understand them and they just need to be translated.-

"Why don't you just conquer your fear of hurting others, and come with me."

"Never. Not even if I find out that a author has taken some other persons story and turned it into some kind of crazy cross-over that is confusing to everyone."(A/U: … Flippy's smarter then he looks I guess)

Fliqpy gave him a questionable look, and took the paw of Flippy, pulling him back towards the town.

"God, you are just a dang figment of my imagination!" Flippy shook his head, trying to get the image to go away. Though it wouldn't.

Fliqpy laughed evilly, his yellow eyes growing into a darker shade of black. Yes, BLACK.

Flippy was a fighter, and he wasn't going to stop fighting. After all, he'd fought in the WAR.

He grabbed the knife that Fliqpy was holding and stabbed it into his back.

This was going to end it all.

Or was it?

Okay, a few things I need to say:

Number One, please go answer my pole that I've put up on my profile. I NEED a answer... I'm getting restless, eating waffles to help me survive.

Number Two, If you think I should make a new story about JtHM (Johnny The Homicidal Maniac), should I create a new profile and put it on there? Because I've got half of it done, and it's got a lot of... explicates, and gore. You know what I mean if you've read them, it just doesn't seem like something that would be on such a kid-friendly story writers page. *Cough Cough* This one.

Number Three, go check out my deviant art. It's got STUFF:

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Number Five, I probably won't be updating my stories for a while after this... Unless you guys want me to post my JtHM stuff... Because I've been hooked on writing it and I've got no writers block and it's awesome! ^.^

Now obey the TACO!