Invader Zim - Lost Chronicles of Doom! - Continuous Novel

Chapter Twenty-Six - Ghost Aliens?

As I wander around my house, looking for something to erase my eternal boredom, I suddenly remember there are people who enjoy my book. "Oh my word!" I exclaim, thinking of how long it's been since I updated. This was a costly choice to play games instead of writing for an entire week. Many viewers may have taken this out of their library. But I know with all my heart the people who really like this book willn't--yes, willn't--take it out. RANDOMNESS!!!!!

Tak opened her eyes and felt her tubing attached to her head again. "Oh, thank the Tallest..." she muttered, standing up to see Gris bent over her computer like a solid rock. Her eyes glanced around at the screens, concentrating intensely. "Gris? What are you doing?" the purple-eyed Irken asked, walking closer to the screen. There was no reply. "Tak?!" a familiar voice called down the hall. She turned to see who it was, but she wouldn't have believed it if she hadn't seen it with her own two eyes. It was Zim, but it wasn't him at all! He wore a black halo over his head including large bat-like wings stuck to his back. Gray, flowing mist surrounded him, and he wore an evil smirk on his gray-green face. "Welcome to my domain," he cackled.

"What? What are you talking about?" Tak replied, stepping back. "FALLEN ANGEL FUN TIME!!!" he yelled, half hysterical, half insanely hysterical. The Irken lunged at her, gripping her wrist and dragging her back. "Zim! What're you doing?!" He responded with a menacing laugh and kept pulling her, much stronger than he was when he was alive. "Zim! Please! You know me!" she yelled, digging her fingers into the mud, but they passed right through. "BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! FOOLISH TAK! Of course I know you," he said, yanking her backwards as she ran into his now-sturdy chest. Zim smiled romantically at her, red eyes locked on her purple ones. Tak blushed.

"I was just testing you...seeing if you would attack me if I..." He began to pull her head in for a kiss. "Zim...?" she stammered. She smiled back and pulled him in too. Then Zim stopped. "I always knew you were the fool, not I!" he exclaimed, throwing her down the hall. Her body passed through something that sent a tingle run up and down her spine. She just went through her dead body. "BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Zim cackled insanely, smashing her into the body. She woke with a start, her eyes seeing the world differently.

Tak didn't feel right when her head was spinning, her eyes hurt, and her body shook. "Wha...?" she stuttered as she looked in the mirror. No, no, no, NOOO!!! She was in another body! ZIM'S BODY!!!! She gasped as she stared wide-eyed at her short body, her light green skin (lighter than her's, anyway), her red, bulging eyes. She felt her foot change into Zim's size, shape, and strength. She felt her tongue thicken just the tiniest bit. She was now Zim. "ZIM!!!!" Tak screeched in anger. What was happening?! Why was he doing this?!

"You see, inferior Tak, I do not need another thing do deal with. I'm already dead, but my mission stands clear: I will destroy Earth," Zim's voice said in her head quietly, but when she looked over there, he was missing. "Next up...the Dib!"

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Sam drew her eyes shut tightly and tried to pick up brainwaves--Zim's especially--as her head felt like it was going to burst. "Ugh... I can't...I can't do it..." she finally said, exhausted. Her body slumped against a brick wall as she slid to the ground, touching her head to her knees. "Nyah...?" Minimoose asked, crawling up her arms and onto her knee in front of her face. "I don't think he will be coming back, Moose." The robot made a hissing noise as a giant coat of cold, midnight blue goo dropped on his overheated circuits. That was Irk's form of rain, only it dissappears at the wave of the Tallest's hand. "I'm sorry I let you down," she whispered to it, erupting into tears.

A shadow covered her face and she looked up, her cheeks slick with water. "NYAH!!!" the moose-robot-thing cried, leaping into the figure's arms. "Get off me, you wretched thing...!" it cried, and Sam noticed it was Zim's voice! "Zim!" the not-so normal human exclaimed. She ran up to hug him, but his hand went to her solar plex in a stiff arm. "I'm afraid Zim isn't here. I stuck in this horrible body..."

Sam's eyebrows lowered in confusion and slight irritation. "What do you mean 'Zim isn't here'?" she asked. "Are you some OTHER midget in an alien costume?" Tak suddenly realized that the girl still didn't know that they were aliens. She must think this is some kind of twisted anime convention or something... she thought. What a fool. "No, Zim has passed. But so have I. I'm Tak, and--" "Oh!" Sam interrupted. "I'm sorry, but do you really think I'll believe that? I'm tired of your secrecy, Zim! You are not dead and tacks are things you stick on a board!" Tak shook her head. "T-a-k, Tak. Zim was some kind of... ghost alien... and he trapped me in here--this body," she explained, dropping Minimoose, who was trying to crawl up her chest.

"Whatever. You know what, Zim, just never mind!"

The human raced off with Minimoose in a fit of rage. "You see, now I have nothing in my way," Tak heard Zim say. "What did you do to Dib?!" she yelled. "Nothing. But it's likely you'll be joining him soon...."