Invader Zim ZADR: Chains and Bite Marks (Ch. 6)Zim ran around his lab, picking up random items, and placing them on the table next to me. . . We were now in his medical bay, which seemed spotless before he began to search it for supplies.Once he was finally done, he began to use some of the instruments on me. . . He jabbed me with syringes, and did blood tests.“I’m sorry it’s taking so long. . . Zim’s computer isn’t used to human blood and disease. . .” Zim had apologized at least several times.I nodded telling him, that it was okay. While waiting I decided to ask, “What exactly happened while I was blanked out yesterday?”Zim looked at me worriedly, “If Zim tells you, do you promise not to hurt him?”“I promise!” I exclaimed, shocked that he would think I would hurt him after all of his help.He sat next to me, and sighed, “You came into my laboratory, and you were angry, sad even. . . Zim was confused by your behavior. . . So Zim decided to help. . .
Invader Zim ZADR: Chains And Bite Marks (Ch. 5)I laid in bed, feeling worse and worse. . . Why had I fallen sick? Why am I feeling ill? Where is he?My head hurt badly, and my stomach groaned with pain. . . Worse of all, the back of my throat burned, making me rasp and cough.I had a lot of coughing fits, and it made my stomach hurt worse with each sickening purge that came after the coughs.I covered my head with my pillow around ten o’ clock to sleep, and succeeded after what seemed like a lifetime. . .-----------------------------------------------I woke drenched in sweat, yet I felt so cold. . . So alone. . .I couched into my hand, violently. I felt something warm and stick splatter onto my fist, and I opened my eyes worriedly. Upon examining my hand, I had found something I greatly feared. . . I had coughed up blood. . .Suddenly a memory came back to me, one I had forgotten because of Zim, and his machine. I was a clone, created by my fath- Professor Membrane. . . I was unstable, unfit to live in my own body. . . I w
Invader Zim ZADR: Chains And Bite Marks (Ch. 4)I opened my eyes, awakened by nature. . . I sat up to find myself in my room, in my bed. Was it all a dream?I sat up in my bed, then I stood from my bed, and grabbed my glasses from the end table, then looked down at myself, to find my shirt on, like always. . . To find it was the one Zim had taken supposedly.Was it a dream? I pressed this question, over and over, trying to get my thoughts in order.I quickly became certain that it was, that the horror of that forgetful day, was all false. I frowned, remembering this ‘dream’.“It felt so real. . .” I sighed as I walked over to my dresser, fiddling with the clothes in the drawers.Just then I heard Gaz bang on my door yelling, “You better be getting ready, or I’m fucking leaving you!”“Almost ready!” I yelled back, I hated that she was my ride.I quickly got ready, grabbed my bag, and ran outside into the cold of the new fall morning. I sat in Gaz’s car, and nodded at her, to
Invader Zim ZADR: Chains and Bite Marks (Ch. 3)I awoke the next morning, body feeling numb from the previous night. . . I sat up slowly, to find myself on the floor where I had blanked out in blissful exhaustion.I looked around, to find Zim a few feet away, laying on the floor, asleep. I figured his body must’ve blinked out to. . .I crawled over to him, anger from the previous day completely gone. I examined him, in his dozing state, and what I observed made me sick to my stomach.Zim’s wrists were badly bruised, most likely because of how recklessly I grabbed them, how tight I held them into place. He was shivering possibly because he had slept on the cold floor all night long. . .I carefully lifted his head, careful to not wake him, and placed it on my lap. Why had I done that? I’m no better than him, actually compared, mine was worse. . .I sighed, “Zim? Wake up. . .”Zim’s eyes opened slowly, then he sat up, pain filled expression on his slender face, “D-Dib?” He seemed to have
Invader Zim ZADR: Chains and Bite Marks (Ch. 2)I felt like property. . . Branded like a cow. How could he? Why would he, do this to me?I ran out of the room, and found Zim, who was still sitting in the chair, reading that stupid book. I grabbed his wrists, and made him stand. The book landed on the floor with a thud, as I shoved him agents the wall.I held his wrists on the wall, to keep him from retaliating. “What the Hell is on my back?!” I screamed at him.Zim flinched at my screaming and had a very saddened expression on his, usually smirk face, “Z-Zim doesn’t know w-what your talking about.”I growled, tightening my grip, “Yes you fucking do!”“Dib-beast, stop your hurting Zim!” Zim cried.“I don’t care! What happened? Why can’t I remember?!” I yelled over his pleas.Zim whimpered, “Because you did not want to remember. . . You told Zim to help you forget. . .”I now finally snapped, I felt like hitting Zim, but instead I thought of a wo
Invader Zim ZADR: Chains And Bite Marks (Ch. 1)I walked out of the elevator to find myself in Zim’s attic. I groaned, “ Zim, what am I doing here?”Zim seemed to ignore my question, and instead walked passed me, to a book shelf. He picked out a book, and opened it, apparently scanning the contents.He began to hum lightly as he looked tough the pages. I rolled my eyes, and sat on the floor, that’s when I noticed the pain. I hissed a bit, and looked down at my torso. It was covered in bite marks, and scratches. .Dib whimpered, “Z-Zim?”“What do you want? Stupid big-headed-fool-boy-creature. . .” Zim sighed, as he continued with his reading.“Where did these bites marks come from?” I asked worriedly, hoping Zim would bother answering.“From me. . .” Zim said frown on his face, yet never looking up from his book.“How about the scratches?” I asked, surprised.“Zim did that to.” Zim answered, still never looking up from his book.I frowned
Invader Zim ZADR: Chains And Bite Marks (Prologue)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 yo