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The chains rattled as I woke, utterly confused. Where am I? What happened?
I was upright, my hands chained to the wall. My glasses were off, like my shirt. I felt cold, I felt afraid.
I could hardly make out faint shapes in the purple room I was trapped in. Soon enough though, I saw a green figure walk towards me.
“Z- Zim?” I tried to say it strongly, but failed, it came out as a utter whimper.
It was Zim I could tell, as he came near me. His face almost touching mine, he grabbed my chin, and made me stare him in the eye, “Yes, I am Zim.”
Zim had an evil glint in his magenta eyes, they glimmered with a lust that I could not pin point. . .
“Now Dib-smelly, what do you remember last?” Zim asked me, after staring into my eyes for a moment.
“I r-remember walking d-down the road. . .” I quivered, his hand was surprisingly gentle on my face.
“Then?” Asked Zim, I could tell he wanted to hear the whole story.
“T-then, I s-saw you,” I paused, trying to remember, “a-and followed y-you.”
“Do you remember anything after you began following Zim?” Questioned Zim.
“I-I remember s-somehow getting into y-your base. . . That’s all. . .” I whimpered.
Zim now was grinning manically, “Good, then you are free to leave.”
Suddenly the chains released, and I fell onto my knees, onto the cold floor. Zim put my glasses on my face, to reveal I was in his lab. I shuttered, and stood, “C-can I h-have my shirt back?”
“Zim wants to keep it.” Zim laughed.
“Why?” I asked.
Zim shook his head, and began walking away, I followed close behind, trying my hardest to not get lost in the maize of corridors and hallways.  
Well that was my favorite shirt, but I’ll get over it. . .
Once at an elevator, Zim told his computer something in his native tongue, and he shoved me into the elevator. Then he stepped in, practically squishing me.
The ride up was silent, as it seemed that Zim was deep in thought. I didn’t question it, I didn’t even question why he released me so easily.
I was just glad, my trauma was almost over, or at least I thought it was. . .
Idk if I'm going to make this a thing or not. . . depending. . . it will be rated M for later chapters, and so on. . .
Prologue: Your here!
Ch. 1: [link]
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wow that's funny Zim wants to keep Dib's shirt wow that's just odd now.
TallestAnnaley Nov 7, 2012  Student General Artist
Prolouge: Done

Chapter 1: pending

Chapter 2: pending

Chapter 3: pending
Oooo! I really like the concept! I hope you write more. :)
I am right now :D
I'm glad you like it, and i'm not sure what the concept is. . . please explain.
The mysterious Zim kidnapping a confused Dib. :meow:
oh yes! concept! :D it goes with the title to! :D
I can't wait to read more. :iconheehee-plz:
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