Invader Zim Fan Fiction ❯ Inquiry ❯ Routines ( Prologue )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Constantly mocked and hated by everyone and everything around him, Dib tries once and for all to destroy the Irken that plagued him for so many years. However, when the human boy is jumped by his fellow peers, it is that Irken who steps in. But why?

Slipping deeper into the dark depths of his own mind, can Dib find the affection he's always craved, or will he find his end in reaching for something never there? ZADR

Non Anime: Invader Zim Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Shounen / Sci-fi / Romance / Psychological / Hentai / Drama | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 02.26.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 551 | Status: Work In Progress

Useless..

Insane..

No one would miss you..

Within the darkened room of the Membrane household, the teenage boy shifted uneasily in his bed, eyes shut in pain, blood beading upon the lower lip that was being so dangerously cut into by his own teeth.

Soft whimpers came from his throat as he further curled into himself. This was the nightly routine. Such anger and hatred constantly haunting him, reminding him of his daily life, being seen as an insect to the unsuspecting humans whom he tried so hard to protect for so many years.

Who would care about someone like you? You're a freak!

He knew this was right.

He knew how pointless everything seemed now. In truth, he'd known it for years. Ever since he was a child, he went unloved, uncared for by the human race, and yet there was that small part of him that still yearned for some form of affection, though he was still frightened at the thought.

Just DIE.

Dib's amber eyes flitted open in an instant, staring across at the photo-covered wall with a vacant haze.

When he was younger, these dreams would bother him. He would find himself sweating, sobbing, unable to catch his breath at the angry demands that haunted him. But now..

Now fear seemed to have no purpose at all.

He was numb.

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Rain fell heavily to the ground outside that morning , drumming along the roof of the kitchen like pellets. Dib yawned as he entered the kitchen with his arms outstretched and brought one hand to rub at his eyes.

Another sleepless night.

He smirked inwardly as he rummaged for food, glancing at the kitchen calendar and grimacing.

Tomorrow was his first day as a senior in high school. Now as a boy of seventeen, he'd gotten taller, standing at about 5'11', shoulders filling out slightly, and though he was still slender, there was also a modest definition to him. He still wore the large glasses perched on his nose, and his scythe-like hair had grown an inch or two, another curve being added to it.

While everyone else in school was busy being hormonal, chasing after any cute girl they could find, trying to buff up in order to impress them, he was still considerably single, finding little time or real interest in anyone. Ever.

He found amusement in his work.

Unfortunately, over the years he had made little progress in advancing his studies due to a continuous nuisance…a green nuisance by a name he was all too familiar with by now.

Zim.

From the moment Zim stepped foot on Earth, Dib knew he was trouble. While everyone else saw him as `the new kid in school', Dib saw him as `the world's terrorizor'.

How he hated him…the Irken who had constantly mocked him, constantly threatened his way of life…constantly made him seem insane to his fellow classmates and even his own family…

Oh how he would pay.

A sudden look of determination crossed the teen's features as he slammed the fridge shut, eyes narrowed dangerously ahead of him, not really looking at anything at all.

He could just imagine the day he would have that scrawny Irken neck in his hands, wringing and strangling the creature until it cried for mercy…that day he would hand it over to the world's greatest scientists who would congratulate him on his victory. No one would make fun of him then. Not when they tore beneath the alien's house to discovery that secret base-realizing that all along, that he-Dib Membrane-wasn't just a nut job!

The savior of mankind!

With this heart pounding determination filling him, he bolted out the door with new found strength as strong as the grin upon his lips.