Uhm....Okay this is my first ZaDr story, though what I am posting right now on here is simply my into. to YOU, so not exactly a chapter...
I have written Sonadow...still do.... but tried out ZaDr after some inspirational stories on Fanfiction.com...
Well, here goes....
Already four years… Four years have passed. Where did the eternal time go? A sixteen Jahr old Dib sat on his living room couch, staring down his sister, Gaz. She was now fifteen, but yet had the amazing body of a twenty Jahr old. She had the tiniest waist, and very large chest. Her purple hair was now long, and down to her waist, still in the same fashion. Her usual skull halskette and her attire were a tad bit different. The halskette was now a black skull, and she wore steel rings around her waist to make it seem smaller. The feature that was completely different was that she wore black lipstick.
She was also playing another system. This time, it was the Slave Control VI. The company of Game Slave had found out that now that they had billions of consumers, they could implant a new chip in their brain to make them buy every new game. They had done this with the Slave Control I. Of course, Gaz had bought it right away, and then fell for the chip infusion that supposedly guaranteed,” Better Playing!”
Dib was staring at her endless playing. It was four in the afternoon. The chip would make her play every two hours, for one hour, EXACTLY. He was starting to get worried about her well being. When he tried to tell his dad, Professor Membrane, he wouldn’t listen, and just sagte that the company was just being funny, and that Gaz had an addiction, and that it was a phase, etc.etc.
Dib sighed. This would never do. He needed to do something else to do besides sit there and watch his sister play a game. Maybe he’d go spy on Zim…
sagte alien was down in his lab, testing a new serum, trying to see if humans could adapt to new levels of gas in the atmosphere. It was an order from the Tallest. Recently, they’ve become Mehr and Mehr interested in the humans, also acquiring a new ship. It wasn’t The Massive now, now it was New Irk. The ship was almost the size of their Home planet, and was built Von the new species they had overtaken, named Ruthas. The Tallest had also gotten new armor, and their attitudes were scarily different.
Zim pondered this while also thinking on the serum. He sighed. “Zim is…bored.” He sagte aloud. It was summer, and his regular visitor hadn’t paid any visits in a while. He sat back in his large, comfortable office chair. It was rosa and fuzzy. The serums in front of him were starting to bubble, meaning they were ready to go into the test subject. The alien got up. His garb was different than it was four years ago. Due to his research on humans, the Tallest promoted him up a rank. His rosa tunic was replaced Von a dark purple one, with a dark grey belt, and rosa squares on the sleeves, though it had to be bigger, since Zim grew to being about 5’5”. His pants were still black, but now they were baggier and comfortable because now he could, “Afford the luxuries of clothes,” So sagte the Tallest. His black combat boots had red buckles, and his black gloves had a circular center on the palm.
He wasn’t sure what he had been promoted to. He just knew he was happy. Yet right now, he was bored. He was no longer a rank of invader, set on “Conquering” the Earth. Now he was set on “Enslaving” it. What was the difference?
He walked down to the specimen’s chamber. Humans were lined up in the tubes. The rosa gels in there kept the screaming, wriggling humans breathing. In a way, he thought it was such a waste to keep such filthy bags of meat alive. He’d much rather kill them. They weren’t even worthy of being in the presence of such a mighty person like ZIM.
He cackled to himself slight, before coming to a door that opened with a sensor. It was marked, Air specimens, on the side. He walked in to a male human, completely naked in front of him, in a blue gel. It was sleeping. How cute…
He pressed a red button that was at the side on the tube, “WAKE UP, FILTHY DIRT BAG!” Zim screamed. His zipper-like teeth clenched in a grin. He loved giving these rude awakenings to the human. It squirmed in the tube, waking up groggily. The blue gels had a certain effect. It was laced with a sedative, a muscle relaxer, and was also composed mainly of oxygen, oder whatever the creature inside needed to breathe. When the creatures inside woke up, they’d be sleepy, and slow moving, just like this human right now.
Zim went to a console on the side with several holders for test tubes. The console had a small glass pipe that went to the big tube where the human was in. Zim inserted the test tube into one of the slots, and then a beep chimed that it was inserted right. The clear serum went into the tube. The gel went clear once it touched the chemical, and then the human started to wait for reactions, as well as Zim himself. “Computer, Zeigen me the human’s vitals.” He ordered.
The computer came in its bored voice, “You know, it’s gonna die. Du were never good with pets.” Then a panel of light came in front of Zim, Wird angezeigt how the human was doing. First, the pulse went from a sleeping 75 bpm, to a scary 145 in mere seconds. Zim looked up to the human, who was going red in the face with the reaction. In a late response to the computer, Zim whispered, “That may be, but I’m sure this will work. I’ve perfected the serum to have minimal reactions to the general amount of humans on Earth. And now, I, the mighty ZIM have discovered the perfect adapting chemical!” His voice had risen to a shout at the end of his short speech. Zim slammed his fist on another button, labeled Irken Air, in Irken. It was mostly composed of nitrogen and hydrogen, almost the complete opposite of Earth air.
A sound of gas leaking was heard, and then the tube was cleared of the gel, and filled only with Irken air. Zim bit his bottom lip, and held his hands behind his back. His ruby orbs started at the humans, then at the vitals. The herz rate started to go down. 130, 125, 115, 100, and then it settled at 95. He laughed like a maniac, “FINALLY!! I HAVE PERFECT THE AIR ADAPTATION SERUM FOR THE FILTHY HUMANS!!!” He screeched. The human in the test tube could hear what Zim was saying, so he just started at the laughing and demented alien. He was used to this little green alien.
Zim was so busy laughing, he didn’t see the vitals. The lung function started to fail, due to the wet chemicals in it. The human started to get drowsy, and fell to its knees in exhaustion. The computer noticed,” Sir, the human is dying from lung dysfunction.”It spoke in a serious voice, trying to warn Zim. The alien was too busy laughing his guts out to notice the warning. The vitals started to go crazy. After the lungs shut down, the human fell unconscious. Then, the brain started to slowly shut down, leading to the part that kept the herz involuntarily beating. The bpm raced down to zero.
The green alien slowly stopped laughing, wiping imaginary tears from the corner of his eyes. His antennae stood on end. He couldn’t hear the bpm monitor. He spun around to the vitals screen, and in big, red, Irken letters, it sagte DEAD. Zim cursed himself, ”URUGH! I cannot believe this! These stoopid humans are so weak! They can’t even withstand…COMPUTER! WHY DID THE HUMAN DIE?” He asked his ill-motivated computer.
“Too much liquid in the lungs. Why don’t Du give up? It seems like a bett-“
“YOU SHUT UP!!” Zim screamed. “I JUST NEED TO MAKE A LESS LIQUIDY CONCOCTION TO TEST ON THE WORMS!” He pointed accusingly at a Zufällig place in the ceiling. Zim started to go off into one of his rants, “One of these days, I will reign on these filthy creatures, and spill their organs before the Tallests and laugh while their tormented screams fill my antennae with wonderful, musical screams, and mighty bouts of my laughter will fill their entire being and soul, also I shall stamped their beloved pets onto a rampage of pure evil on them, so they can feel the enslavement even worse Von being trampled Von their own slaved ones. Furthermore, I shall also kill those who disobe-“
“Shut up. Just shut up. There is an intruder, and he is right in front of you. Do Du know who it is? Yes. Du do. It’s Dib. Now go be doing stuff, and leave me alone.” The computer announced. Zim stood with his finger still at the ceiling, and screamed more, “I AM GOING TO DISCONNECT YOUAND SHIP YOUR PERSONALITY OFF TO THE DUMPS OF VORT!!! I BET YOU’RE GOING TO PLAY STOOPID HUUMAN INTERNETS GAMES!!” He was panting at the end of his small speech, talon dropping down, along with his black antennae.
Dib stood in front of the frustrated alien, with a shocked and confused look on his face. He held Zim’s signature look on it, one eye half closed, and the other wide open, though his mouth was creased in a frown. The oddest thing was that Dib’s scythe lock was dropping down, almost like Zim’s. It was now slightly longer, along with his longer trench coat. Now he wasn’t short, he was about 5’7”, Zim being about two inches shorter.
As the confused Dib stood there, Zim stared back, Wird angezeigt off his slight embarrassment. They both stood there in complete silence until the human finally spoke up,” Um….Hey, Zim… What…What are Du up to,” then as an added insult he mumbled under his breath.” Weltraum Boy…”
Zim gave his own signature look, and then put a hand on his hip,” The Frage is, what are Du doing here Dib-beast?” He flashed a toothy grin, with a nice smug look added on. Dib suddenly remembered why he was here, but the earlier shock came back in with the computer’s boring voice again,” SIR, Du FORGOT THE WWWEEEEEEEEDDDD!!! Du FORGOT THE-THE-THE-TH-….YOU FORGOT THE MAAAADNEESSSSsssss…..” The last few syllables of the word Madness were zoning out, right as soon as Zim had walked over to a purple covered console and pressed three red buttons in a certain sequence. The house Computer completely shut down, leaving Zim and Dib with the emergency lights on, left in a warming red glow. Zim placed a hand on his hip, while the other was held up in the air, the circular center in the palm of his handschuh glowing a light blue.
He directed his palm down to the floor, then at Dib, who stood motionless at this point. He heard a futuristic charge, and then a flash of light from Zim’s hand surrounded him. He had literally thought he died there, but then the blindness in his eyes faded and showed him and Zim in the upper level of the house, considered to be the “Living Room.” He widened his eyes back at Zim, whose hand was horribly bleeding at the moment. The human saw an incredible mix of green and blue hues in the alien’s blood. He stared at it with his golden eyes, and then reached a hand to touch it.
Zim was too focused on what to do with the Computer later, that he didn’t notice the warm touch against his cool, bloodied hand. Though, when he did, his antennae shot straight up, and his spine tingled. Then, slowly, his teeth started to clench, and grind. His muscles tensed and his body temperature went high. Dib retreated his hand slowly, looking at Zim’s eyes, but then saw something horribly disturbing.
Zim’s usual ruby eyes were replaced Von a pure white, with a black hue to the shine. The greenish-blue blood started to squirt right out of the alien’s hand at an alarming rate. Even if an alien COULD have that much blood loss and live, Dib was sure that Zim was small enough to at least pass out at this point.
Deep with the bowels of Zim’s chest, a low, almost inaudible sound resounded, then heightened to a much louder one, that turned into a moan of agony. Then a blood-curdling scream. The blood started to have a scary effect when it dried, when the green hues started turning a Gold color, having an acidic property afterwards.
Dib stood in the corner Von the door, herz pounding, and sweat leaking from his pores. Then, as Zim stopped screaming, his blood all turned Gold at once, including the amount on Dib’s hand, which also started to burn insanely. Now Dib started to scream in pain, wiping away at the walls and his clothes to get rid of the acidic stuff.
At some point during Dib’s frenzy, the scary, white-eyed Zim has gotten close to the human’s soft, peach-colored neck. The small scent glands, where his nose should have been, stint the human’s sweat. It was an amazing scent of hatred, fear, and curiosity. It was delicious. He slid out his pink, tube-like tongue onto Dib’s neck. The razor-sharp tip on it started to drill a hole in the boy’s neck.
Dib jerked upright, herz still pounding, then he looked over his should to see his dark, red blood everywhere. ‘That’s funny, when did I get cut…' He thought, but then he felt something along his neck. Then talons feeling his lean, skinny sides, which is when he realized something wasn’t on his neck…it was IN his neck. The hairs along his body pricked up in utter fear. He could feel his blood flowing out of the wound, then the thing in his neck went somewhere in his chest cavity. Dib couldn’t scream. He desperately wanted to SCREAM!!
Zim worked his serpentine tongue towards Dib’s erratic heart. So delicious, so sweet, so fearsome, adrenaline was a very precious thing to taste. The Dib’s body had stopped moving, which made the feral Zim almost smile.
Something clicked. It was an automatic, machine-sounding click that made Dib think. Didn’t Zim have an extremely vulnerable Pak?
Another click, followed Von a series of beeps. Zim was nearing the heart. Closer, closer! So CLOSE!!!! “Resetting Pak to Tallest Obey Sequence 5.” A voice came from the Pak, computerized as a male.
Then, there was a huge explosion. It was whiiiiitteee!!!! (Creepy smile goes here)
Zim’s house was engulfed Von a huge white explosion. Irken technology and Ruthas weaponry combined. An utter silent explosion followed. No sound of screaming was heard, no cars, and no stupid dogs. The entire city was then…
Gone.
“Remember little Irken smeets, our pure blood is not to be mixed with any other species’ grubby little germs!” Spork?
Zim’s alien heartbeat was off.
“Also my little young ones, Tallest Spork and I will always be here for you.” Miyuki?
Something warm and wet was on his green skin. He knew it.
“Zim, Scoodge, remember when Du two escaped the digital simulation classes for the Real World? Well, do Du think you’re ready?” Miyuki…
Nausea, and so much pain in Zim’s skull. Why did it hurt so much? And his arm…
“As our new order as Tallest Red and Purple, we will make sure our Paks will forcefully obey the Irken law! We will make our former Tallest, Miyuki, proud!” Red…
What happened? What was Zim doing…?
“Our Tallest Obey Sequence 5 is if our rule of never touching grubby specimen germs with our blood will now be obeyed! We will now make Du kill the planet Du are on with special cleansing rays! We owe it to the Ruthas population!” Purple…
He heard voices. Or, no…a voice. What was it saying..?
“Gir… Ever since the Ruthas were overtaken, something’s been off about the Tallest. What do Du think? Oh, never mind. They promoted me, ZIM!”
Could he open his eyes? Yes. His left eyelid slowly opened, and cracked the caked over blood on it. A dull ruby orb shown through. He could see, but dimly. So it was dark? NO, he was underneath something! His arms were broken, his spine hurt. The Dib.
Dib was right Von him, starring right into one eye. It was Zim’s left eye, dislodged from its socket…. Then, Dib screamed in Mehr pain than fear. His arms were soaked with golden blood.
“Here’s a sad thing… If the species, specimen, it soaked with enough of our pure blood, then it means that they’ve been cleansed. The fun part is that they’ll be in pain for the first few hours!” Yes. Tallest Red.
The human started to cry, still screaming. His throat sounded dry and raw. How long had it been under the rubble? Zim tried to check his Pak for this data. All he got was an error, and a slight electrical shock. He puffed out his green lips, and flattened his antennae down against his head. The human was sooo loud…
He tried to scream at the Dib, but he realized that he could speak his amazingly amazing voice. No. Then he tried his spinne legs, in which all four failed to come out. He couldn’t see out of his left eye until he popped it back in too…
This was not good.
I have written Sonadow...still do.... but tried out ZaDr after some inspirational stories on Fanfiction.com...
Well, here goes....
Already four years… Four years have passed. Where did the eternal time go? A sixteen Jahr old Dib sat on his living room couch, staring down his sister, Gaz. She was now fifteen, but yet had the amazing body of a twenty Jahr old. She had the tiniest waist, and very large chest. Her purple hair was now long, and down to her waist, still in the same fashion. Her usual skull halskette and her attire were a tad bit different. The halskette was now a black skull, and she wore steel rings around her waist to make it seem smaller. The feature that was completely different was that she wore black lipstick.
She was also playing another system. This time, it was the Slave Control VI. The company of Game Slave had found out that now that they had billions of consumers, they could implant a new chip in their brain to make them buy every new game. They had done this with the Slave Control I. Of course, Gaz had bought it right away, and then fell for the chip infusion that supposedly guaranteed,” Better Playing!”
Dib was staring at her endless playing. It was four in the afternoon. The chip would make her play every two hours, for one hour, EXACTLY. He was starting to get worried about her well being. When he tried to tell his dad, Professor Membrane, he wouldn’t listen, and just sagte that the company was just being funny, and that Gaz had an addiction, and that it was a phase, etc.etc.
Dib sighed. This would never do. He needed to do something else to do besides sit there and watch his sister play a game. Maybe he’d go spy on Zim…
sagte alien was down in his lab, testing a new serum, trying to see if humans could adapt to new levels of gas in the atmosphere. It was an order from the Tallest. Recently, they’ve become Mehr and Mehr interested in the humans, also acquiring a new ship. It wasn’t The Massive now, now it was New Irk. The ship was almost the size of their Home planet, and was built Von the new species they had overtaken, named Ruthas. The Tallest had also gotten new armor, and their attitudes were scarily different.
Zim pondered this while also thinking on the serum. He sighed. “Zim is…bored.” He sagte aloud. It was summer, and his regular visitor hadn’t paid any visits in a while. He sat back in his large, comfortable office chair. It was rosa and fuzzy. The serums in front of him were starting to bubble, meaning they were ready to go into the test subject. The alien got up. His garb was different than it was four years ago. Due to his research on humans, the Tallest promoted him up a rank. His rosa tunic was replaced Von a dark purple one, with a dark grey belt, and rosa squares on the sleeves, though it had to be bigger, since Zim grew to being about 5’5”. His pants were still black, but now they were baggier and comfortable because now he could, “Afford the luxuries of clothes,” So sagte the Tallest. His black combat boots had red buckles, and his black gloves had a circular center on the palm.
He wasn’t sure what he had been promoted to. He just knew he was happy. Yet right now, he was bored. He was no longer a rank of invader, set on “Conquering” the Earth. Now he was set on “Enslaving” it. What was the difference?
He walked down to the specimen’s chamber. Humans were lined up in the tubes. The rosa gels in there kept the screaming, wriggling humans breathing. In a way, he thought it was such a waste to keep such filthy bags of meat alive. He’d much rather kill them. They weren’t even worthy of being in the presence of such a mighty person like ZIM.
He cackled to himself slight, before coming to a door that opened with a sensor. It was marked, Air specimens, on the side. He walked in to a male human, completely naked in front of him, in a blue gel. It was sleeping. How cute…
He pressed a red button that was at the side on the tube, “WAKE UP, FILTHY DIRT BAG!” Zim screamed. His zipper-like teeth clenched in a grin. He loved giving these rude awakenings to the human. It squirmed in the tube, waking up groggily. The blue gels had a certain effect. It was laced with a sedative, a muscle relaxer, and was also composed mainly of oxygen, oder whatever the creature inside needed to breathe. When the creatures inside woke up, they’d be sleepy, and slow moving, just like this human right now.
Zim went to a console on the side with several holders for test tubes. The console had a small glass pipe that went to the big tube where the human was in. Zim inserted the test tube into one of the slots, and then a beep chimed that it was inserted right. The clear serum went into the tube. The gel went clear once it touched the chemical, and then the human started to wait for reactions, as well as Zim himself. “Computer, Zeigen me the human’s vitals.” He ordered.
The computer came in its bored voice, “You know, it’s gonna die. Du were never good with pets.” Then a panel of light came in front of Zim, Wird angezeigt how the human was doing. First, the pulse went from a sleeping 75 bpm, to a scary 145 in mere seconds. Zim looked up to the human, who was going red in the face with the reaction. In a late response to the computer, Zim whispered, “That may be, but I’m sure this will work. I’ve perfected the serum to have minimal reactions to the general amount of humans on Earth. And now, I, the mighty ZIM have discovered the perfect adapting chemical!” His voice had risen to a shout at the end of his short speech. Zim slammed his fist on another button, labeled Irken Air, in Irken. It was mostly composed of nitrogen and hydrogen, almost the complete opposite of Earth air.
A sound of gas leaking was heard, and then the tube was cleared of the gel, and filled only with Irken air. Zim bit his bottom lip, and held his hands behind his back. His ruby orbs started at the humans, then at the vitals. The herz rate started to go down. 130, 125, 115, 100, and then it settled at 95. He laughed like a maniac, “FINALLY!! I HAVE PERFECT THE AIR ADAPTATION SERUM FOR THE FILTHY HUMANS!!!” He screeched. The human in the test tube could hear what Zim was saying, so he just started at the laughing and demented alien. He was used to this little green alien.
Zim was so busy laughing, he didn’t see the vitals. The lung function started to fail, due to the wet chemicals in it. The human started to get drowsy, and fell to its knees in exhaustion. The computer noticed,” Sir, the human is dying from lung dysfunction.”It spoke in a serious voice, trying to warn Zim. The alien was too busy laughing his guts out to notice the warning. The vitals started to go crazy. After the lungs shut down, the human fell unconscious. Then, the brain started to slowly shut down, leading to the part that kept the herz involuntarily beating. The bpm raced down to zero.
The green alien slowly stopped laughing, wiping imaginary tears from the corner of his eyes. His antennae stood on end. He couldn’t hear the bpm monitor. He spun around to the vitals screen, and in big, red, Irken letters, it sagte DEAD. Zim cursed himself, ”URUGH! I cannot believe this! These stoopid humans are so weak! They can’t even withstand…COMPUTER! WHY DID THE HUMAN DIE?” He asked his ill-motivated computer.
“Too much liquid in the lungs. Why don’t Du give up? It seems like a bett-“
“YOU SHUT UP!!” Zim screamed. “I JUST NEED TO MAKE A LESS LIQUIDY CONCOCTION TO TEST ON THE WORMS!” He pointed accusingly at a Zufällig place in the ceiling. Zim started to go off into one of his rants, “One of these days, I will reign on these filthy creatures, and spill their organs before the Tallests and laugh while their tormented screams fill my antennae with wonderful, musical screams, and mighty bouts of my laughter will fill their entire being and soul, also I shall stamped their beloved pets onto a rampage of pure evil on them, so they can feel the enslavement even worse Von being trampled Von their own slaved ones. Furthermore, I shall also kill those who disobe-“
“Shut up. Just shut up. There is an intruder, and he is right in front of you. Do Du know who it is? Yes. Du do. It’s Dib. Now go be doing stuff, and leave me alone.” The computer announced. Zim stood with his finger still at the ceiling, and screamed more, “I AM GOING TO DISCONNECT YOUAND SHIP YOUR PERSONALITY OFF TO THE DUMPS OF VORT!!! I BET YOU’RE GOING TO PLAY STOOPID HUUMAN INTERNETS GAMES!!” He was panting at the end of his small speech, talon dropping down, along with his black antennae.
Dib stood in front of the frustrated alien, with a shocked and confused look on his face. He held Zim’s signature look on it, one eye half closed, and the other wide open, though his mouth was creased in a frown. The oddest thing was that Dib’s scythe lock was dropping down, almost like Zim’s. It was now slightly longer, along with his longer trench coat. Now he wasn’t short, he was about 5’7”, Zim being about two inches shorter.
As the confused Dib stood there, Zim stared back, Wird angezeigt off his slight embarrassment. They both stood there in complete silence until the human finally spoke up,” Um….Hey, Zim… What…What are Du up to,” then as an added insult he mumbled under his breath.” Weltraum Boy…”
Zim gave his own signature look, and then put a hand on his hip,” The Frage is, what are Du doing here Dib-beast?” He flashed a toothy grin, with a nice smug look added on. Dib suddenly remembered why he was here, but the earlier shock came back in with the computer’s boring voice again,” SIR, Du FORGOT THE WWWEEEEEEEEDDDD!!! Du FORGOT THE-THE-THE-TH-….YOU FORGOT THE MAAAADNEESSSSsssss…..” The last few syllables of the word Madness were zoning out, right as soon as Zim had walked over to a purple covered console and pressed three red buttons in a certain sequence. The house Computer completely shut down, leaving Zim and Dib with the emergency lights on, left in a warming red glow. Zim placed a hand on his hip, while the other was held up in the air, the circular center in the palm of his handschuh glowing a light blue.
He directed his palm down to the floor, then at Dib, who stood motionless at this point. He heard a futuristic charge, and then a flash of light from Zim’s hand surrounded him. He had literally thought he died there, but then the blindness in his eyes faded and showed him and Zim in the upper level of the house, considered to be the “Living Room.” He widened his eyes back at Zim, whose hand was horribly bleeding at the moment. The human saw an incredible mix of green and blue hues in the alien’s blood. He stared at it with his golden eyes, and then reached a hand to touch it.
Zim was too focused on what to do with the Computer later, that he didn’t notice the warm touch against his cool, bloodied hand. Though, when he did, his antennae shot straight up, and his spine tingled. Then, slowly, his teeth started to clench, and grind. His muscles tensed and his body temperature went high. Dib retreated his hand slowly, looking at Zim’s eyes, but then saw something horribly disturbing.
Zim’s usual ruby eyes were replaced Von a pure white, with a black hue to the shine. The greenish-blue blood started to squirt right out of the alien’s hand at an alarming rate. Even if an alien COULD have that much blood loss and live, Dib was sure that Zim was small enough to at least pass out at this point.
Deep with the bowels of Zim’s chest, a low, almost inaudible sound resounded, then heightened to a much louder one, that turned into a moan of agony. Then a blood-curdling scream. The blood started to have a scary effect when it dried, when the green hues started turning a Gold color, having an acidic property afterwards.
Dib stood in the corner Von the door, herz pounding, and sweat leaking from his pores. Then, as Zim stopped screaming, his blood all turned Gold at once, including the amount on Dib’s hand, which also started to burn insanely. Now Dib started to scream in pain, wiping away at the walls and his clothes to get rid of the acidic stuff.
At some point during Dib’s frenzy, the scary, white-eyed Zim has gotten close to the human’s soft, peach-colored neck. The small scent glands, where his nose should have been, stint the human’s sweat. It was an amazing scent of hatred, fear, and curiosity. It was delicious. He slid out his pink, tube-like tongue onto Dib’s neck. The razor-sharp tip on it started to drill a hole in the boy’s neck.
Dib jerked upright, herz still pounding, then he looked over his should to see his dark, red blood everywhere. ‘That’s funny, when did I get cut…' He thought, but then he felt something along his neck. Then talons feeling his lean, skinny sides, which is when he realized something wasn’t on his neck…it was IN his neck. The hairs along his body pricked up in utter fear. He could feel his blood flowing out of the wound, then the thing in his neck went somewhere in his chest cavity. Dib couldn’t scream. He desperately wanted to SCREAM!!
Zim worked his serpentine tongue towards Dib’s erratic heart. So delicious, so sweet, so fearsome, adrenaline was a very precious thing to taste. The Dib’s body had stopped moving, which made the feral Zim almost smile.
Something clicked. It was an automatic, machine-sounding click that made Dib think. Didn’t Zim have an extremely vulnerable Pak?
Another click, followed Von a series of beeps. Zim was nearing the heart. Closer, closer! So CLOSE!!!! “Resetting Pak to Tallest Obey Sequence 5.” A voice came from the Pak, computerized as a male.
Then, there was a huge explosion. It was whiiiiitteee!!!! (Creepy smile goes here)
Zim’s house was engulfed Von a huge white explosion. Irken technology and Ruthas weaponry combined. An utter silent explosion followed. No sound of screaming was heard, no cars, and no stupid dogs. The entire city was then…
Gone.
“Remember little Irken smeets, our pure blood is not to be mixed with any other species’ grubby little germs!” Spork?
Zim’s alien heartbeat was off.
“Also my little young ones, Tallest Spork and I will always be here for you.” Miyuki?
Something warm and wet was on his green skin. He knew it.
“Zim, Scoodge, remember when Du two escaped the digital simulation classes for the Real World? Well, do Du think you’re ready?” Miyuki…
Nausea, and so much pain in Zim’s skull. Why did it hurt so much? And his arm…
“As our new order as Tallest Red and Purple, we will make sure our Paks will forcefully obey the Irken law! We will make our former Tallest, Miyuki, proud!” Red…
What happened? What was Zim doing…?
“Our Tallest Obey Sequence 5 is if our rule of never touching grubby specimen germs with our blood will now be obeyed! We will now make Du kill the planet Du are on with special cleansing rays! We owe it to the Ruthas population!” Purple…
He heard voices. Or, no…a voice. What was it saying..?
“Gir… Ever since the Ruthas were overtaken, something’s been off about the Tallest. What do Du think? Oh, never mind. They promoted me, ZIM!”
Could he open his eyes? Yes. His left eyelid slowly opened, and cracked the caked over blood on it. A dull ruby orb shown through. He could see, but dimly. So it was dark? NO, he was underneath something! His arms were broken, his spine hurt. The Dib.
Dib was right Von him, starring right into one eye. It was Zim’s left eye, dislodged from its socket…. Then, Dib screamed in Mehr pain than fear. His arms were soaked with golden blood.
“Here’s a sad thing… If the species, specimen, it soaked with enough of our pure blood, then it means that they’ve been cleansed. The fun part is that they’ll be in pain for the first few hours!” Yes. Tallest Red.
The human started to cry, still screaming. His throat sounded dry and raw. How long had it been under the rubble? Zim tried to check his Pak for this data. All he got was an error, and a slight electrical shock. He puffed out his green lips, and flattened his antennae down against his head. The human was sooo loud…
He tried to scream at the Dib, but he realized that he could speak his amazingly amazing voice. No. Then he tried his spinne legs, in which all four failed to come out. He couldn’t see out of his left eye until he popped it back in too…
This was not good.