Corrupted Memory (ZaDr)

3▶︎ Shadow Monsters

Corrupted Memory

By: 99Alien-Freak99 & Xmimi89eR

Rate: T

Story will contain: blood/ violence/ anorexic/ depression/ strong language.

(ZaDr!FLUFF)

Disclaimer: We do not own invader Zim, but we own the story and idea.

English is our second language, my apologies if there are any mistakes.

Our stories do not contain lemon.
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⇧︎I died before finishing this!
Besides, I finally have a background for this story to use when I don't have drawings for the chapter! Let's go!
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"-what do you have in mind?" Someone whispered.

"Watch." The other whispered back.
"-the control brains forbidden killing an Irken without a trial,"

"He destroyed the brains! And I'm not gonna kill him..."

A slow smirk danced on his lips.
The small Irken stood in front of them.

"Come Closer, Zi-"

Everything was fuzzy, sparks were coming out of the Irken's PAK, he shifted multiple times before falling to the floor, eyes shot open, he couldn't see anything but darkness, slowly, black figures start to appear, they smiled emotionlessly at him, getting closer, and closer.

Body paralyzed, his hands twitching at his sides, not able to move them. Fear made his eyes tear, the cold tears fell down his cheek to the ground. The monsters kept creeping in, their hands in front of them, towards him. They wanted to catch him, hurt him. Panic began to rise, he felt lightheaded, not wanting to go back to sleep so they won't catch him, they seemed just standing there, waiting till he gives up to sleep to have an upper hand on him. Standing a few feet away.

Red light and beeping sound suddenly snapped him out of his daze, he stood on his knees fast, blinking when the monsters were gone, gone back into the darkness the ship held in the inside. He held his chest tightly, breathing heavily, that was horrifying, their faces still in his memory.

Slowly, the small Irken sat in the pilot seat, noting that he slept for two days. Looking at the alarming notification.

'Incoming message.'

His eyes went wide, message? Someone wanted to talk to him? Who is it?

Typing his commands, he saw it was a reply to his SOS signals.

Yes!

Slight hope rose in his heart, they answered him! They really did! He was almost happy, desperate in knowing someone will be there to help.

(Who are you? Why do you need help? Where are you?)

That was the message, he stared at it for a bit, stuck at the first question. Who was he?

Who am I...?

He still couldn't remember, should he tell the other this? Should he say he's injured? Maybe that way they'll come faster! Or maybe they'll see him useless and leave him to die there...
Who was he?