Okay, first of all, this is my very first fanfiction! Ever! In the history
of ME! So, please, be gentle in your criticizing! I am young yet!
*hides*
JUST DON'T KEEEELL MEEEE!!!!
Yes, I know this has probably been done a million times before... a quick sumary! Lookit:
Zim creates a device that allows your self to be transported to a parallel dimension. It is supposed to be used to send Dib to his DOOM, but it malfunctions, sending Dib, Zim, and Gaz into a.... PARALLEL DIMENSION!! *dun dun DUN* I this parallel dimension, Zim is an Irken Rebel, Dib is a jock, and Gaz is a.... CHEERLEADER?!?! Whooo! I've gone insane! Wait... that happened a long time ago... ;-; I think I *might* add some coot, sweet romance with Parallel-Dimension-Zim. That would just horrify our Zim. Yay! Fun! ^^ And I think I might put myself in it... actually, I'm pretty sure. Ah well. Enjoy! Please review, I need all the advice I can get!
Oh yes... and I don't own Invader Zim, any characters in it, or any events, or anything, I am just an obssessed... person thing. O_o
On with the fic! ^-^
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Chapter One- Conversations With Mysterious Voices
It was a beautiful afternoon on Earth. The sun shone, sending it's cancer-causing ultraviolet rays down upon Earth's poor unsuspecting souls, and the birds chirped incesantly, driving half the population towards the brink of insanity. Children laughed at a cruel, painful joke that had been played on one of their playmates, and their parents watched, smiling, oblivious to the disgusting behaviour of their offspring.
Zim walked painfully to his base, ignoring all the natural wonders the planet had to offer. The Dib-human had thrown an ENTIRE PINT OF WATER on him during Biology session, and needless to say, it hadn't been very pleasent. "Filthy Dib-worm," he growled threateningly to himself as he walked, "he must PAY. He must be taught respect for the one that is to rule him, and his planet, AND it's people!" Zim walked in silence for a few more minutes, when a voice rang out from nowhere. "Why don't you just get rid of him??" Zim stopped abruptly. He turned slowly around, trying to find the source of the voice. "Eh?" "Get rid of him. Kill him, if you must." Zim's eyes widened. "Listen, whoever-you-are, killing is not tolerated by Irken Invaders. As much as I hate the Dib-stink-beast, Invaders are trained to enslave and torture, not to kill. Deliverately taking another's life is the lowest form of dishonor in Irken society. That is what the organic sweep is for." "You don't have to kill him to get rid of him, ya know..." Zim pondered that for a moment. "Hey... that's TRUE... I know! I won't kill him, I'll send him away, somewhere else, as far as possible!" He grinned, obviously pleased with himself. "I am so AMAZING, it's SPOOKY!!" Zim glanced around. "Wait, where are you? WHO are you??" he asked suddenly.
But the voice came no more. Zim blinked, shrugged, and continued down the way, feeling slightly better now that he had the begginings of a plan in his head. At the end of the street, he turned around by chance. He stared. In the area where he had spoken with the mysterious voice, there was now a spooky chiwawa. Zim cocked a nonexistant eyebrow at it, intrigued. 'Could it be...?' he thought in amazement. He stared at it some more. 'Nah... COULDN'T be...' He turned the corner, and entered his house.
At the opposite end of the street, the chiwawa still stood there, staring blankly into space. Suddenly, it smiled, stood up, and trotted down the street, away from Zim's house.
End Chapter
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So, how'd ya like it? Please review! Or the rabid screeching kiwis shall do... stuff. STUFF RULES!! ^^
Yes, I know this has probably been done a million times before... a quick sumary! Lookit:
Zim creates a device that allows your self to be transported to a parallel dimension. It is supposed to be used to send Dib to his DOOM, but it malfunctions, sending Dib, Zim, and Gaz into a.... PARALLEL DIMENSION!! *dun dun DUN* I this parallel dimension, Zim is an Irken Rebel, Dib is a jock, and Gaz is a.... CHEERLEADER?!?! Whooo! I've gone insane! Wait... that happened a long time ago... ;-; I think I *might* add some coot, sweet romance with Parallel-Dimension-Zim. That would just horrify our Zim. Yay! Fun! ^^ And I think I might put myself in it... actually, I'm pretty sure. Ah well. Enjoy! Please review, I need all the advice I can get!
Oh yes... and I don't own Invader Zim, any characters in it, or any events, or anything, I am just an obssessed... person thing. O_o
On with the fic! ^-^
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Chapter One- Conversations With Mysterious Voices
It was a beautiful afternoon on Earth. The sun shone, sending it's cancer-causing ultraviolet rays down upon Earth's poor unsuspecting souls, and the birds chirped incesantly, driving half the population towards the brink of insanity. Children laughed at a cruel, painful joke that had been played on one of their playmates, and their parents watched, smiling, oblivious to the disgusting behaviour of their offspring.
Zim walked painfully to his base, ignoring all the natural wonders the planet had to offer. The Dib-human had thrown an ENTIRE PINT OF WATER on him during Biology session, and needless to say, it hadn't been very pleasent. "Filthy Dib-worm," he growled threateningly to himself as he walked, "he must PAY. He must be taught respect for the one that is to rule him, and his planet, AND it's people!" Zim walked in silence for a few more minutes, when a voice rang out from nowhere. "Why don't you just get rid of him??" Zim stopped abruptly. He turned slowly around, trying to find the source of the voice. "Eh?" "Get rid of him. Kill him, if you must." Zim's eyes widened. "Listen, whoever-you-are, killing is not tolerated by Irken Invaders. As much as I hate the Dib-stink-beast, Invaders are trained to enslave and torture, not to kill. Deliverately taking another's life is the lowest form of dishonor in Irken society. That is what the organic sweep is for." "You don't have to kill him to get rid of him, ya know..." Zim pondered that for a moment. "Hey... that's TRUE... I know! I won't kill him, I'll send him away, somewhere else, as far as possible!" He grinned, obviously pleased with himself. "I am so AMAZING, it's SPOOKY!!" Zim glanced around. "Wait, where are you? WHO are you??" he asked suddenly.
But the voice came no more. Zim blinked, shrugged, and continued down the way, feeling slightly better now that he had the begginings of a plan in his head. At the end of the street, he turned around by chance. He stared. In the area where he had spoken with the mysterious voice, there was now a spooky chiwawa. Zim cocked a nonexistant eyebrow at it, intrigued. 'Could it be...?' he thought in amazement. He stared at it some more. 'Nah... COULDN'T be...' He turned the corner, and entered his house.
At the opposite end of the street, the chiwawa still stood there, staring blankly into space. Suddenly, it smiled, stood up, and trotted down the street, away from Zim's house.
End Chapter
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So, how'd ya like it? Please review! Or the rabid screeching kiwis shall do... stuff. STUFF RULES!! ^^