I thank Minimewtwo for the review *gives reviewer a death hug* and I also appreciate tyron14 for favoring! So I've been asked if Zim is going to be in the story, well this is the chapter that explains what happened.

This Chapter also brings in the reality in this AU, Dib isn't as crazy as people thinks he is. The creatures he claimed he'd seen are in fact dangerous and are things to be feared, they are devoid of any purpose and are there just to inflict fear, pain and suffering. To leave their victims nothing but empty shells, they trigger unwanted memories and hide in the shadows waiting for any moment to strike.

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS DISTURBING SCENES

Twisted Reality

Nix laid on his bed his crimson eyes staring at the ceiling, thinking how he was going to survive the cruelty of school. The humans will never cease to leave him alone as long as he walked around looking like a complete freak. He knew life wasn't fair, but it was a human saying.

He didn't know what to believe and that human Dib didn't help. The human had looked at him and confronted him like he knew him, from somewhere. But Nix never seem the human in his life, but yet he was so familiar.

Everything was so much new to him during this whole week of living the human life, but who was this Dib. Why did this human care and what does he want? Dib claimed that he was up to something and mentioned a name, but it only made him more baffled. The human would have exposed him by now if he was seen as an eminent threat, he was easy to be seen and classified as inhuman.

It was dark in his room, but something seemed off. The room seemed to get darker until it was impossible to make out his surroundings. There was an immediate chill that was sent up his spine, he couldn't see.

He could feel his own sweat burning his skin, and something cold and clammy brush against him.

The atmosphere felt different, it was like he wasn't even in his room anymore. Nix went and tried to escape whatever hell this was, but he couldn't move. Instead he dangled useless, only able to move and thrash about in one place, making a rattling noise that sounded like chains. He tried to scream but it was caught in his this throat, and instead he broke into a coughing fit.

The darkness, the coldness and the feeling that he wasn't alone caused his body to shake uncontrollably. Then a dull silhouette of light peaked though the ceiling and shown on him. At first he thought he was seeing things, but after a minute Nix knew it was real or was it.

Nix looked around his surroundings, with the little light that was available and to his horror he found out he was actually chained to a wall. The room was a dull purplish metallic color and looked nothing close to human technology, but the color was still battered like it hadn't been cared for in years.

He tried yanking his arms away but it was useless, but what more freaked him out was that his hands were covered in black gloves made to fit his three digit hands. His eyes widened in shock and fear. He looked down at himself and realized that he no longer wore his regular garments, instead it was completely alien. He had a pinkish looking shirt, which to his disgust looked like a dress will stripes. He noticed he also had a pair of black pants that resembled tights, and some black boots. What was going on? Where was he?

Nix froze in horror as the same feeling came rushing back. Something cold and clammy, that felt like a finger traced his back. His body went rigid and sweat burned and soaked his face, his eyes twitched along with his antennae.

At first the feeling was faint, but it began to sting unbearably as the unown fingers stabbed into his back, scratching him deeply into his flesh. Tears welled up in his eyes as a shadow past his line on sight. He couldn't make it out; it was pitch black with no detail he could decipher.

There was a soft shuffling noise that came from a corner, and a sickening smell that made the bile in his throat rise and made him want to puke. His eyes watered as the shuffling came closer with the smell becoming stronger as whatever approached him. In the dark he was met with two cyan circles that became eyes, as it walked into the pale light.

The smell was now intoxicating, and he gagged, but what shocked him was that it was a little robot. Its cyan eyes were devoid of any emotion and its mouth twitched unconsciously. The robot wasn't threatening physically, it was the fact that is was covered in blood. The maroon liquid streamed freshly down its metallic body, and spilled in a puddle on the floor trailing from the corner it had appeared from. It was human blood.

But somehow the robot looked familiar, like he'd known it from somewhere. But how? like Dib he hadn't seen it in his life.

Nix's eyes widened with fear as a psychotic smile spread across its face and it held up a bloody object. Nix's squeedily splooch felt like it was turned upside down, when he identified the object to be a heart, a human heart that was still beating and fully functioning.

It began approaching, with its mouth slowly opening to reveal more blood flowing from its mouth. "MASTA," it gurgled as it walked slowly towards him, holding the bloody organ to him like it was some gift.

Nix wanted to scream for help but there was no one, nothing but a sinister hiss. And a stabbing pain trailing along his face, and then nothing.

He woke up staring at a dark ceiling, still burning with sweat. Was it a dream?

Nix ran into the bathroom not caring that he wasn't wearing his disguise outside his room. He flicked the light switch on and closed the door. He stared at himself in the mirror, seeing himself blistering from sweat; his crimson eyes shaded a unhealthy red and worse a long scar running alongside his face.

Nix stared in shock and crawled in fetal position near the edge of the tub whimpering pathetically. Cradling his legs and running a claw slowly over the wound. It was real...

After Dib had found out where Nix lived, he headed home memorizing were the alien lived. I was strange Nix lived in a relatively normal looking house, unlike Zim. The little Irken was three inches smaller than Zim when he last saw him but he resembled the egotistic alien a lot, his voice was slightly similar but not exactly, and he was sure Nix would mirror Zim in appearances if he was without his disguise.

Nix then again had a whole different personality. He was more depressed, he didn't walk as prideful as Zim (which refers to Zim's habit of marching), instead Nix's shoulders slumped over and he avoided most eye contact. He wore regular clothes, he didn't shout how great he was and he didn't talk in third person.

For the most part Nix almost looked innocent.

Dib hadn't seen Zim in four years, and he had grown to a good 5 ft 8. But he had missed chasing to expose Zim for the horrible alien he was, and he was hoping that one day the small alien would come back.

Dib reached his house and opened the door, spotting his little sister Gaz, playing an Xbox 360. He spotted a note on the table and figured Dad must not be home again.

"Gaz, I followed that alien home! You know Nix," Dib said to his sister.

She growled, not even bothering to remove her eyes from the screen, "Dib, will you shut up I'm almost done beating this level."

"Yes, I know but he might have something connected to Zim. I think he might be related," he said ignoring Gaz's growing rage.

"DIB, Shut up about your imaginary friend. Zim doesn't exist!" Gaz snarled, her eyes flashing with anger.

"Uh-huh, he just erased everyone's minds when he left! How do you explain his robot that's been in the basement," Dib complained.

Gaz paused the game and glared at him, "that thing has been in the basement for four years! FOUR YEARS DIB! And you probably made it, which is why it never worked. So FUCK OFF DIB or I send you into a nightmare world of unending pain and suffering. GOT IT!"

Dib gulped and nodded, not wanting to anger his sister any more than he already did. He was glad he didn't mess her game up or it would have been painful.

Dib sighed and decided to pay Zim's former robot GIR a little visit. He made his way down to the basement and flicked on the light switch.

Everything was dusty with disuse and age. He hadn't checked on the little SIR unit since two years ago, because he had given up trying to at least bring back a small memory of Zim.

He dug through old box's coughing and sneezing from the dust that had gathered everywhere, until he came across a large metallic container. He pulled it out and blew off the dust and typed in a security code to open it.

It opened to reveal a small child sized robot, undisturbed. It was like the small robot was sleeping and he missed that small high pitched voice of his.

Dib smiled sadly and whispered, "Hi, Gir."

Yep, there is defiantly a mystery going on here and what Nix had faced was a Wraith and yes that was bloody Gir. Please no flames or face total obliteration, Muahahahahahaha! PLEASE REVIEW FOR GIR'S SAKE!