Paranoia | By : Ik3dA Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2536 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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AN: I didn't QUITE like this chapter myself...but ah well....don't ask where did the title come from...it's not in my head anymore...
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Chapter Three: Mirror
It was a rainy night (beware! The author seems to like rain), the kind of night in which you can’t even see the sky…Membrane was lying on his side upon his too large bed…it had barely been hours since what happened in his lab, the elation had subsided completely and he felt like he was just descending from an awesome high and crumbling right into the horrible crash…
He sighed, whatever it had been, since his mind couldn’t attribute it to any logical phenomenon anymore without sounding fallacious, had made long ago buried deep down and forgotten emotions resurface, the most overwhelming one, a disturbing loneliness…for the first time in his life he could see the limitations of real science and how narrow-scoped it could be sometimes…
It couldn’t explain either why he’d been so willing when the contact was offered…unless Membrane accepted psychology as a science…a REAL one…
He decided that a long, dreamless sleep was the best for him in that moment…
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A few days later, Dib was meditating upon Zim’s weird behaviour, the alien had been avoiding him, normally he would at least tease him, but lately he’d been avoiding any kind of contact with him, and I mean ANY, even eye contact, words…anything…it was obvious that there was something fishy going on…and then it hit him, he remembered the spying device he’d put inside Zim’s base ever since the Tak incident, Zim had used it to kick him out of the game when he planned to bring the Tallest to earth but, fortunately, he’d not uninstalled it…and even if he’d done it, Dib could hack into his system perfectly and quite easily override it…
He went to sit in front of his computer; the poor thing had been so abandoned lately…Dib had been thinking too much without getting anything actually done…when the camera circuits opened and showed the inside of the base, Zim was nowhere to be found…it was around 4 am and Zim wasn’t in his base…it was weird…Zim didn’t go out at night normally…Dib was puzzled…there was only GIR there, and the little robot was watching TV as always…he thought it might be a good thing to pay the metallic thing a visit…
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“HI!!!!!!! You’re the kid that likes Master!!!!”
GIR let Dib inside, actually more like pulled him inside…Dib didn’t know if he should feel offended about the ‘liking’ thing…he thought that the robot was too stupid to actually know what he was talking about and maybe he should let it slide this time…
“GIR…where’s your master?? Where did he go??”
GIR was sucking on the couch…he stopped mid-suck and then jumped to land on his head in front of Dib…the boy’s mouth twitched a bit…
“Master isn’t downstairs!?”
Obviously the robot didn’t know anything more about the alien’s whereabouts than him …Dib walked past GIR and onto the elevator inside the trash-can…
“I’ll be looking for him GIR; I’ll let you know if I find him…”
“OK!!”
GIR went back to sucking on the couch…this time in a different place…who knows? Maybe the taste depends of the place!!
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There were several levels inside Zim’s base, so he went to the one were the main computer was…maybe he could find something that could at least serve as a hint to Zim’s current location…he passed by a known door, then walked backwards some steps and saw that it was where he’d been ‘playing’ with Zim the time he’d tried to bring the Tallest…but, there was something different…the controls were different…
He found the gloves and the headset in the middle of a large circle that resembled more a thick tube…the cockpit with the joystick was gone…he stepped into the circle and put on the gloves and headset…but he didn’t know how to initiate the game and thus couldn’t see a thing…he decided to leave and go on searching…
When he reached the main console, he asked the computer where did Zim go…but the computer seemed to be asleep, as weird as it may sound, so he began to look into Zim’s files…all the cameras inside the base, the circuits, the software, he eventually found the one of the gloves and headset and saw that it was running but ignored it, in the section of the cameras he found some relatively new ones and that seemed to be outside the base, he opened the links, maybe they were the Mars’ ones or even newer ones on the Moon…
A blurry image began to form on the screen, when it cleared he saw something he recognized immediately…it was his dad’s lab in his house…it kind of surprised him, but he couldn’t say he was in a state of shock…after all, Zim could ONLY be after the technology his dad created, nothing more, he opened the next one, the inside of his house, specifically the living-room and a shared link with the kitchen, he decided it was getting a bit too weird, the third one was the inside of the Membrane labs, his eyes narrowed a bit, it was amazing in itself that he could bug inside there, but still he thought that maybe all this was just to spy him just as he himself spied Zim, the fourth camera, however, cleared all of those thoughts out of his head…as the image progressively showed itself, Dib’s eyes widened more and more, in shock and a bit of horror…it was his dad’s bedroom…he walked away from the console, slowly, but somehow his feet tripped with his trench-coat and he fell flat on his ass…
When he was able to overcome a bit of his horror, he crawled back to the console, kneeling in front of it and closed all the links, but movement caught his eye inside the Membrane labs one before he could close it…it was a tiny figure walking down a corridor, green skin, a pair of antennae bouncing as he walked, Dib’s breath caught in his throat, he couldn’t understand it…before he could stop himself he ran to the elevator, making it go to the home level…as soon as he reached it, he got out of there as fast as he could, GIR didn’t even have time to say anything before he saw the Dib run like mad and nearly slam himself against the front door…
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Dib ran as fast as he could…he HAD to get to his dad’s labs before Zim left…he just HAD to know what was going on!!
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There was a door leading out of the labs that went into an alley, but no, Zim wanted to go out through the front door, besides, there was no one in there anyway, only the obsessive scientist which seemed to be the subject of all his attention lately and to which he’d become just way too attached for his own well-being and that somehow, hadn’t even noticed there was someone else inside the labs besides him…he’d finally reached the entrance and was closing the crystal door behind him…but something just had to interrupt that peaceful situation…
“Zim!!! What are you doing here!? What’s all this mean!?”
Zim turned slowly…it was that shrilly voice that disgusted him…he couldn’t stand it…it was just TOO similar…and the familiarity…they were too alike…and still, Dib was much more annoying…he rolled his eyes and stopped in his tracks, waiting for Dib to stop running towards him…placing his hands on his hips, he stood there, nonchalantly as if he’d not just come out of the Membrane labs, and as if he’d not been ignoring the human panting in front of him for days and days…
“That’s none of your business Dib-stink…”
Dib was trying to catch his breath; he approached Zim…a hand pointing to the crystal doors besides them…
“Those are my dad’s labs…I do think it is my business…wait…I know, you’re trying to steal our technology to create something to destroy it in return, that’s it, isn’t it!?”
Zim scuffed, pushing Dib against the crystal doors so hard it made them rattle and for a split second Dib prayed the crystal wouldn’t break…
“Don’t be an idiot!! Why would I want to steal your rotten and primitive technology!? Irken smeets have more complicated toys…Dib-stain…”
Dib turned his face away; his voice was low and frustrated when he spoke…
“Would you…stop calling me names already??”
Zim raised an eyebrow, placing a hand on each side of Dib’s head…invading his personal space but without touching him at all…he didn’t want to get himself contaminated…
“Why? You never complained before…”
Dib’s voice grew in frustration…his hands grabbed the front of Zim’s clothes, pushing him away a bit…Zim’s eyes widened slightly, he didn’t like it…
“Yeah…well, it’s getting annoying…”
“Too bad…it’s funny, Dib-human…”
Dib’s hand grabbed Zim’s clothes and shoved him away…
“Is it!? Alien scum!?”
Zim grabbed Dib’s wrists for balance, making him fall to his knees in front of the alien who’d somehow remained standing…
“Yes, yes it is…but I don’t have time to ‘play’ with you right now, stoopid human…”
He said letting go of Dib…the human quickly grabbed his hand…
“Zim wait!! Tell me what were you doing here!!”
Zim yanked his hand back, looking down at Dib, who seemed to really be waiting for an answer…he looked so angry…and confused…something was cracking inside Zim…
“I don’t have why to explain myself to you…”
Dib snapped, but not aggressively, his head sunk and he spoke more out of frustration than of actual interest…
“C’mon!! What’s going on!? Why do you keep ignoring me Zim!? You don’t even bother me anymore if I don’t tease you first!! I can’t stand it!!”
Zim smiled, he slouched a bit, his hand reaching out and grabbing Dib’s cheek, making the human look at him straight in the eye…
“Oh…so that’s what ALL this rambling is about?? You *MISS* me, Dib-human?? You miss all the screaming and the fighting??...” his voice was escalating in pitch, “You miss all the harassing and all the arguing!? You miss all the ATTENTION I used to give YOU!? YOU. MISS. ZIM, HUMAN!?!?”
Dib brushed away Zim’s hand, standing up and not bothering to look at Zim…
“Don’t flatter yourself Zim, I’m not a masochist…I just want to know, what’s going on!? Why did I find spying cameras here and in my house!? And WHAT are you doing here!?!? And at this hour!?!?”
“You what!? You’ve been hacking into my systems again!?!?”
Zim’s spider legs shot out of his PAK, he grabbed Dib by the front of his trench-coat…Dib spat the words at Zim…
“Yeah…so what!? You wouldn’t tell me anything anymore…you were always screaming about everything you were going to do to my planet…I never had to question you before!!”
Zim threw him violently to the floor, the spider-lags back inside his PAK, he put a foot on top of Dib’s back, he didn’t want him to stand up just yet, he NEEDED to feel superior…
“As I already said…THIS is none of your business…”
He turned and was about to walk away but Dib grabbed his leg…it was a bit difficult breathing again when you’ve just been stepped on…
“…please Zim…”
“Please what!?”
“…don’t go…tell me…”
Zim grabbed Dib’s arm, right under the shoulder and pulled him to his knees, hissing the words next to his ear…
“I WILL go…and I WON’T tell you anything…none of this involves you, you don’t have WHY to know it…and it’s too bad you don’t know the truth about yourself…that could make you understand a bit why you’re so hideous…”
“…What are you talking about Zim?”
“Perhaps you should dig into your own father’s files instead of mine, Dib-thing…there’s nothing in there for you…and, truly, I think that if you looked deep enough into mine…what you would find…would disgust you…”
He let Dib fall to the floor, walking away calmly…he didn’t care if the human didn’t understand a thing…maybe it was better that way…
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