Author's Note: I know I'm already writing other stories, on both names I
have (eddypoe_fan and this one, chimera child). But this one is only a
short, one-chapter or two-chapter story. No, no, ONE chapter. It's kind of
touching, and a twist where you don't expect it. Believe me, you DON'T
EXPECT WHAT WILL HAPPEN AT THE END. And, yes, this is a JTHM/IZ crossover
type thing. Please enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in either Invader Zim, which is © to Nickelodeon and Jhonen, or Johnny the Homicidal Maniac, which is © to Jhonen and Slave Labor Graphics. SO you CANNOT SUE ME!! FEEEEL the power!
SELF-REALIZATION
Johnny sat back against the cold concrete wall of the second level of his basement. In this basement were only two live people of the hundreds of bodies that lie within the endless reaches of the basement levels. Johnny's eyes wandered to the other living and fully-functioning human chained to his wall.
She was, indeed, the most beautiful. The most beautiful creature he'd ever seen. There was something about her.. Something about being linked to her. He felt a link. There was something..
"Johnny?" The trembling, cracking voice asked in the silence.
Johnny's eyes met her own. One word crossed his mind.
Beautiful.
"Johnny, really, you shouldn't.. I mean.. I want to be with you, but not this way," the girl said uncomfortably. Johnny blinked slowly and stood up with some effort. He'd grown weaker without food for the past five days.
"You have to die, my sweet Devi. I know you got away before, but.. but now I have you and there's really nothing you can do about it." He said simply, staring at her. She squirmed within the chains that held her to his wall. Chains attached to her ankles and wrists.
"Devi, may I ask you something?" Johnny asked. Devi's eyes widened considerably to Johnny's voice. When he spoke, his voice held a childish quality.. fear, maybe? He sounded like a child when he spoke now.
"Um.. in the situation I'm in, I can't really say, 'No, Johnny, you may not ask me anything'." Devi replied dryly. "Still full of humor and sarcasm even though you're about to die painfully," Johnny mused aloud, stroking his chin. Devi bit her lip and sighed, eyes downcast. "Okay," she squeaked fearfully, "ask me anything."
Johnny stepped closer, closer yet, and reached out to raised her head. He looked into her eyes. "Did we know each other as children?" he asked. A blank expression registered on Devi's face, and her eyes seemed to glaze over as she tried to recall a moment in her childhood in which they knew each other.
"Um, I don't think.." she murmured, blinking. Johnny pulled his hand away and sighed impatiently. "Fine. I'll do some research myself and kill you later. Oh, so much to do..!" he exclaimed irritably, storming off and stomping up the stairs.
Johnny went to the library, unarmed. After Devi, he figured the pain would be too much and he'd kill himself or something. So he had no use for his weapons unless it would be to direct the pain to himself.
He looked over some newspapers dated to when he was a child, and he found something. Found a picture of a little boy in an article. Actually, the boy didn't look too little. Twelve, maybe.
Johnny looked at the date of the paper. It was when HE was twelve! Johnny excitedly read the article. The boy had discovered bigfoot. And bigfoot's son! Johnny then found the boy's name.. Dib.
"I REMEMBER that name!!" He exclaimed. It was then that a librarian shushed him. Johnny muttered a "sorry" and went on exploring.
Later, back at his house, he was reading over the stolen library papers. He leaned against the wall of his room, where he'd written in his Die-Ary so many times.
"But if I was Dib when I was little, who would Devi be?" Johnny asked himself. "Would Devi be Devi?"
He then found her. And stared in awe and disgust. Devi was a little girl named Gaz. And Gaz was Devi.
And Gaz was Dib's sister.
Johnny turned to the corner of his room and vomited from pure disgust that he would fall in love with his own sister. Then he realized something. Dib seemed a happy child. Johnny was not a happy child.
Johnny looked over more articles. "If I hated the human race as a child too, and I KNOW I did, then I would not be Dib. Dib would remember who his sister was." Johnny reasoned.
Johnny then found himself. And memories flooded his brain.
All those children, making fun of him, calling him weird and pointing out his differences. And he was always alone, always. Except when..
When he met Gaz. And she changed it, because he fell in love with her at the young age of twelve. And his hatred for human beings was still alive when he was a child. He never liked any human except Gaz. Because Gaz would not make fun of him.
A tear slipped from Johnny's eye, then another, until a fall of tears soaked his face. He was sobbing. He sniffed and wiped away the tears.
And he knew why he changed his name. He now knew why his body wouldn't function like other peoples' bodies would.
He was not Johnny.
He was..
Zim.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in either Invader Zim, which is © to Nickelodeon and Jhonen, or Johnny the Homicidal Maniac, which is © to Jhonen and Slave Labor Graphics. SO you CANNOT SUE ME!! FEEEEL the power!
SELF-REALIZATION
Johnny sat back against the cold concrete wall of the second level of his basement. In this basement were only two live people of the hundreds of bodies that lie within the endless reaches of the basement levels. Johnny's eyes wandered to the other living and fully-functioning human chained to his wall.
She was, indeed, the most beautiful. The most beautiful creature he'd ever seen. There was something about her.. Something about being linked to her. He felt a link. There was something..
"Johnny?" The trembling, cracking voice asked in the silence.
Johnny's eyes met her own. One word crossed his mind.
Beautiful.
"Johnny, really, you shouldn't.. I mean.. I want to be with you, but not this way," the girl said uncomfortably. Johnny blinked slowly and stood up with some effort. He'd grown weaker without food for the past five days.
"You have to die, my sweet Devi. I know you got away before, but.. but now I have you and there's really nothing you can do about it." He said simply, staring at her. She squirmed within the chains that held her to his wall. Chains attached to her ankles and wrists.
"Devi, may I ask you something?" Johnny asked. Devi's eyes widened considerably to Johnny's voice. When he spoke, his voice held a childish quality.. fear, maybe? He sounded like a child when he spoke now.
"Um.. in the situation I'm in, I can't really say, 'No, Johnny, you may not ask me anything'." Devi replied dryly. "Still full of humor and sarcasm even though you're about to die painfully," Johnny mused aloud, stroking his chin. Devi bit her lip and sighed, eyes downcast. "Okay," she squeaked fearfully, "ask me anything."
Johnny stepped closer, closer yet, and reached out to raised her head. He looked into her eyes. "Did we know each other as children?" he asked. A blank expression registered on Devi's face, and her eyes seemed to glaze over as she tried to recall a moment in her childhood in which they knew each other.
"Um, I don't think.." she murmured, blinking. Johnny pulled his hand away and sighed impatiently. "Fine. I'll do some research myself and kill you later. Oh, so much to do..!" he exclaimed irritably, storming off and stomping up the stairs.
Johnny went to the library, unarmed. After Devi, he figured the pain would be too much and he'd kill himself or something. So he had no use for his weapons unless it would be to direct the pain to himself.
He looked over some newspapers dated to when he was a child, and he found something. Found a picture of a little boy in an article. Actually, the boy didn't look too little. Twelve, maybe.
Johnny looked at the date of the paper. It was when HE was twelve! Johnny excitedly read the article. The boy had discovered bigfoot. And bigfoot's son! Johnny then found the boy's name.. Dib.
"I REMEMBER that name!!" He exclaimed. It was then that a librarian shushed him. Johnny muttered a "sorry" and went on exploring.
Later, back at his house, he was reading over the stolen library papers. He leaned against the wall of his room, where he'd written in his Die-Ary so many times.
"But if I was Dib when I was little, who would Devi be?" Johnny asked himself. "Would Devi be Devi?"
He then found her. And stared in awe and disgust. Devi was a little girl named Gaz. And Gaz was Devi.
And Gaz was Dib's sister.
Johnny turned to the corner of his room and vomited from pure disgust that he would fall in love with his own sister. Then he realized something. Dib seemed a happy child. Johnny was not a happy child.
Johnny looked over more articles. "If I hated the human race as a child too, and I KNOW I did, then I would not be Dib. Dib would remember who his sister was." Johnny reasoned.
Johnny then found himself. And memories flooded his brain.
All those children, making fun of him, calling him weird and pointing out his differences. And he was always alone, always. Except when..
When he met Gaz. And she changed it, because he fell in love with her at the young age of twelve. And his hatred for human beings was still alive when he was a child. He never liked any human except Gaz. Because Gaz would not make fun of him.
A tear slipped from Johnny's eye, then another, until a fall of tears soaked his face. He was sobbing. He sniffed and wiped away the tears.
And he knew why he changed his name. He now knew why his body wouldn't function like other peoples' bodies would.
He was not Johnny.
He was..
Zim.