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Shatter	By : Alienlint Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1105 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Shatter: Chapter 4
Rating: R
Warning: Well… Uh. Dwicky and Dib huggles. XD
Pairing: DADR (Dwicky and Dib)
Summary: Dwicky has been gone for 6 long years and returns to a world broken by war. There is no more technology, no more order, only the vicious struggles of humans in the fight for survival.

It was dusk. The sky yawned a breath of vivid colors once more before it was but a dull whisper of the growing night. A younger Dib sat atop his roof, watching the sky melt with its daily routine. He smiled softly to himself, the silence was peaceful. The other sounds around him were but a dull drone. Beside him lay his laptop, a half typed document displayed on its bright screen. A few gray clouds whisked past as the darkness began to swallow them from view with starry teeth. The air was deliciously warm and Dib leaned back, basking in the calm.

Dib quirked a brow as the drone of sounds became a bit louder. He blinked and glanced about, but shrugged it off. He let out a sigh and leaned forward to return to his work. His fingers had barely tapped a key when he heard a low whistle far off. It was deep and like the groan of metal. In the distance, he could hear the soft sound of mechanical exhaust, and it puzzled him. Jets? He pulled his hands away from the keys and tensed as he listened to the night. Another whistle, getting louder and louder until--- BAM!

Dib was nearly thrown off the roof as a smoldering chunk of machine landed in his backyard, tearing a deep crater into the earth. He was tossed onto his back with a breathless grunt, and nearly deafened by the sound of the crash. It took him a few seconds, but he came to his senses, eyes wide and breath quickened. He scrambled to his feet and over to the edge of the roof to look at the object that had thrown itself into his backyard. It was a flaming, unidentifiable piece of aircraft. Dib stared at it in awe for a moment before he jerked away from the edge of the roof. A new sound filled the air, the sound of sirens screaming into the night. There was a crackle in the distance, followed by a huge explosion. The city, it was under attack. Dib shielded his eyes and hurriedly climbed off the roof. He paused for a moment, remembering his laptop. With a grunt of better judgment, he scrambled back up, retrieved it, and headed inside the kitchen.

“Dad! Gaz!” Dib’s voice was dulled by his swift, panicked breath.

There was no answer.

Dib ran out of the kitchen and into the living room. “Dad? Gaz?” His voice had lowered some, but was tinged with the same panic as before.

“Dad isn’t here…” An annoyed voice growled from the couch. It was Gaz, playing a handheld videogame as usual.

“Gaz! There are--” Dib stumbled as a loud roar shook the house “explosions!” His mind was dulled by his fear. “I think it might be Zim!”

“Zim?” Gaz raised a brow, not fazed by the loud rumble that caused a few speckles of dust to flit down from the ceiling.

“Yes! We have to find Dad!” Dib gripped his laptop tightly as he pleaded with his sister.

“You know about as much as I do.” Gaz rolled her eyes under squinted lids.

“Well.” Dib paused as the lights flickered. He glanced about nervously. “It has to be Zim…”

“Will you shut up about that stupid, ugly freak?” Gaz growled as she twitched a bit.

“Gaz! Look outside!” Dib hopped over to the window to pull back the curtains. There were people standing outside their homes, staring at the sky in awe. A few driverless, flaming cars rolled by. The onlookers soon ran screaming as a barrage of thick bullets pelted the street and drove tiny craters into the asphalt.

“So?” Gaz turned her head towards the window.

Dib stared at her in awe before he pulled his expression into a growl. “Come with me!”

“What? No.” Gaz turned back to her videogame.

“Gaz. With all the stuff going on out there, we need to stick together.” Dib shuddered at the thought, but knew he couldn’t handle the guilt of abandoning his little sister, as much as they didn’t get along.

“No.” Gaz answered simply.

“Come on!” Dib grabbed her wrist and tugged her off the couch.

“Let go of me.” The girl shoved her brother away, growling. “Fine… If it’ll keep you from grabbing me with your stupid grabby hands.”

Dib grunted as he was shoved back into the TV, and it came to life. It was the news. A rather panicked, ruffled lady was speaking quickly, her voice panicked and broken. Her eyes were wide and frightened tears streamed down her face, mixing with her mascara in watery lines. Static flickered throughout the picture and sound. Footage of strange aircraft firing strange, deadly missiles filled the screen. Explosions. Screaming. Pure chaos. The reporter’s voice was nothing but a mummer in Dib’s mind. His gaze was locked on the destruction before him. Suddenly, it cut off, and with a loud, electric groan, the power went out.

“Great. No power.” Gaz hissed to herself, at least her game was battery powered.

“Zim…” Dib swallowed dryly. “I know those… those things… But… So many of them!” He knew he was talking to himself, Gaz never listened to him. No one did, for that matter. Well, one person did… But that person…

“So, what now, genius?” Gaz’s tone was bitter as she interrupted Dib’s thought.

“Let’s go… If Zim is out destroying the city, then his base is unsupervised, and with the power out… We may be able to break in.” Dib hurried over to the front door and opened it, cringing at the scene before him. So much chaos, so much fire, so much destruction.

“Ugh…” Gaz just grunted as she reluctantly followed her brother out.

The venture to the alien’s house was, to say the least, dangerous. The two had to dodge screaming, fleeing people and the occasional rain of attack from invisible crafts above them. The darkness swallowed the crafts’ identities, though an occasional odd shape could be made out when one flew too low to the flash of an explosion. It was odd; there were many of the strange attackers. Were they automated? Or perhaps had Zim’s horrible kin come to destroy Earth? Dib shuddered as they finally made their way to the alien’s house. Dib ran to the front door as Gaz stayed by the gate, leaning on it and inwardly rolling her eyes at her stupid brother.

Dib glanced nervously at the lifeless robotic gnomes. Without the city’s power, there would be nothing to power them; nothing for the huge tubes of Zim’s house to leech. He cautiously opened the door, slowly. He peeked inside, no one. He grinned to himself as he triumphantly let himself inside, walking to the middle of the room and looking around. Now that he was in, he had to figure out where—the sudden slam of the door startled Dib from his thought.

“Gaz?” Dib quickly turned towards the door.

“What are you doing here, Dib-stink?” A low voice growled from above.

“Zim?” Dib glanced up, and then narrowed his eyes. “What are you doing…?” He shook his head and pointed an accusing finger up at him. “What is all this, Zim?!” He then lowered the hand to point in the direction of the door. “What the hell is going on out there?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, worm.” There was a clatter of metal spider legs against metal tubes as Zim shifted to the other side of the room. “Zim has nothing to do with this.”

“You lie! It... It has to be some kind of preprogrammed robots flying those--” Dib pulled his hands back to twitch in front of himself, gripping inwardly, trying to find the words.

“Do you really think ZIM would be in his home, NOT watching the glorious destruction of earth?” Zim lowered himself by long, spidery robotic arms. They whipped back into his pak when he soundlessly touched down on the ground.

“Uh. Well…” He had him there. Dib lowered his arms and raised a hand, tapping with his index finger, trying to think.

“No! None of this is ZIM!” The alien’s gloves squeaked as he clenched them. “No… I was in my lab, working on very important things when the power cut off… HOW DARE SOMEONE ELSE TRY TO DESTROY EARTH!” One eye glared widely at the human as the other snapped shut.

“Someone else?” Dib raised a brow. “Like your filthy race?”

Zim twitched and moved over to Dib, shoving him down for such a comment. “No, stupid monkey. This planet isn’t,” the invader twitched and gritted his teeth “WASN’T ready for the Armada… No. This isn’t the work of the amazing ZIM or his amazing race!”

Dib fell back with a grunt and didn’t bother standing. “But the weapons… the aircraft they look so…”

“Stolen…” Zim’s voice lowered to a voice so angry, so filled to the brim with malice that even the most evil of men would shudder. His glare was equally frightful.

“Stolen?” Dib suddenly tensed.

“Yes! That is,” Zim paused a moment before he felt his statement was valid “Irken technology. Well, borrowed from other conquered races, but WE MADE IT BETTER!”

Dib suddenly felt sick. He swayed a bit and put his hand to his stomach. “I need to go…” He mumbled to himself as he stumbled to a stand.

“Hey! HEY! Don’t release your filthy belly slop on Zim’s floor!” Zim snapped as Dib looked as if he would vomit. “Yes. Leave. Leave! Go!” He growled as he turned his back to Dib, disappearing into the darkness of the kitchen.

Dib staggered out of the Irken’s house. He put a hand to his head. It hurt. It hurt so bad. He bowed his head forward a bit, body crumpling. He closed his eyes for a moment, wincing at the pain that gnashed about in the pit of his stomach. With a soft groan, he lifted his head up. Gaz was gone. His body tensed, the odd, agonizing feeling forgotten. He quickly walked to the end of the yard, looking about. The cul-de-sac was empty, fires were dying down. With a sigh of defeat, he left. The feeling soon returned with a vengeance, the horrible, horrible feeling. So he walked, no where in particular, he just had to go… somewhere.

Dib glanced up at the night sky longingly. If only he could leave, like he did. Something stung at the boy’s eye and he pressed a finger to it… A tear. He clenched his fist and shook his head, refusing to reduce himself to this. How could he just sit there and cry like a baby as the world around him was decimated? How could he not try to do something? The questions lashed out at him, like bladed whips. He winced, and broke into a run. His hands gripped his head, but there was no escaping from his mind.

Eventually, Dib ran out of breath and dropped to his knees, panting. He glanced about. He was in a field. That field. He sucked in a quick breath before he closed his eyes, moving a hand up to pinch away the stubborn tears with shaky fingertips. Something was bothering him. Something dark, something he couldn’t admit to himself, and it left him feeling empty. He sighed and looked up to the sky, it was slightly masked by dark smoke. He was out there, somewhere. Dib bit his lip and looked back down at the ground, the grass was slightly charred.

“Damn it…” Dib slumped over to his side. His body drained. The strange emotion from before had completely hollowed him out, leaving nothing but a bitter nil. The grass was slightly cool, though, against his cheek, and he closed his eyes, begging his mind to drift off into other things.

The cool touch of the grass slowly became hot, and slightly damp. The smell of fire and chaos melted into the soft scent of musk. Dib shifted, the ground was hard and the grass was gone. It had hardened into a flat, rusty, cool surface. Dib’s hand twitched and gripped at what was once grass, but now something that felt like fabric. Confused, Dib opened an eye, only to be met with a chest. Startled, he opened both eyes wide. He was face to face with someone’s chest, partially exposed skin, partially a white shirt. He slowly moved his head, the skin of his cheek was sticky against the slightly sweaty flesh of the other.

It took him a moment to register the situation. His arms were wrapped around the other body, hands gripping the fabric of the loose shirt. He glanced down, one leg was swung up and over the other’s hip. His eyes then moved up, a slightly scritchy chin was rested against the top of his head. It was so hot, the air sizzled outside from the heat of midday sun. It made the closeness of the two bodies all the more… sweaty. Color suddenly rose from Dib as he awkwardly jerked away, tripping over himself in the process, landing on his rump as he let out a bothered huff.

“What the hell?!” He pointed an accusing finger at the still sleeping Dwicky.

Dwicky twitched and grunted before he curled forward slightly, an arm moving over his eyes. “Nnnghh…. Eh?” It took him a moment, but he finally moved his arm, glancing at the boy with groggy eyes. “Eh, what happened? What’s wrong?” He licked his dry lips.

“You were… We were…” Dib twitched a little. “How could you do that?!”

“Huh?” Dwicky blinked dumbly before he frowned. “I didn’t do anything. You fell asleep over there.” He pointed to the other side of the plane. “And I fell asleep here.” He tapped the metal floor in front of him.

“I would never…” Dib twitched, scooting back a little, quickly turning his back to Dwicky to put a hand over his face. He could feel the burning color that still lingered.

“You must have had a terrible nightmare…” Dwicky’s voice was soft and gentle. “You kept shaking, and mumbling things.”

“Yeah… I…” He paused and growled. “I probably, uh. Was…” He couldn’t think of an excuse.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Dwicky cautiously asked.

Dib winced, eyes closing, the memory of the terrible realization in his dream nipping at him. “I… No. No I don’t.” His voice cracked a little.

“Are you sure? It might make you feel better.” Dwicky slowly sat up, wiping a few beads of sweat from his brow. Damn, it was hot.

“I’m sure, Dwicky.” Dib’s voice was low and dangerous. “It is none of your business, anyway.”

“You know, Dib, it isn’t good to keep things bottled up.” The man watched the boy’s back with a frown.

Dib shook for a moment before he slowly turned to look at Dwicky with glazed eyes. “Zim didn’t do it…”

“Didn’t do what?” Dwicky’s voice was soft, as if afraid of frightening off a small animal.

“The destruction… Everything… It wasn’t him.” Slowly, Dib turned a little more before he pulled his legs up to his chest, hugging them as he watched Dwicky with mournful eyes.

“Who was it?”

“Us…” Dib’s voice was barely above a whisper, his eyes staring through the man.

“Us?” Dwicky tilted his head a little.

“Humans. People.” Dib’s eyes lowered to the ground, to an interesting piece of scrap metal in the corner. “You see… after you left… there were a few… arguments.” Dib struggled to pick his words.

Dwicky’s shoulders slumped a little, he already missed the feeling of holding the boy in his arms. He wanted so badly to hold him once more.

“And so many of them… So many… gained access to weapons.” Dib swallowed nervously. “Super weapons.” He gave a weak smirk. “And we destroyed ourselves. Everything. We left the world a shell. Who would have thought we’d be our own downfall? Eminent, I suppose… But…” Dib’s smirk fell into a blank expression. “Kind of odd to see the plants and animals grow and live. They picked up their lives so easily… But us…” The boy’s eyes narrowed. “The human race is like cockroaches now…”

“Ah… Dib…” Dwicky leaned forward a little before he pulled back slightly.

“Dwicky?” Glazed brown eyes rose to meet blue. “Have you ever felt regret?”

“Yeah.” He guiltily put a hand to his neck, rubbing. “A lot.”

Dib’s body shuddered as he bit a lip, unable to finish his thought. Slowly, he leaned forward, half crawling towards the man before he wrapped his arms around him tightly, face buried into the fabric of Dwicky’s shirt. The man made a surprised noise as the boy latched onto him, but his expression softened and he lowered a hand to pet the teen’s hair before he wrapped his arms around him. Dib shuddered gently, his breath ragged and shaky. Dwicky frowned at the damp that grew where the boy’s face touched his shirt and he tightened his hold on the boy.

“Please don’t leave me again…” Dib weakly whispered.
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