My Crazy Partner (Dib x Oc) (Invader Zim Fan Fiction)

The New Partner...

-Dibs P.O.V.-

"God Damnit!" I growl angerly and threw my latest project. Which was a small earpiece, but yet again another failed attempt to create an alien translator. I had a passion for the supernatural, aliens especially, and my life goal was to take down and expose a certain alien that lived in my town. Zim... Everyone calls me insane and crazy for believing in aliens. But, I know what he is, I've seen it with my own eyes. One day I'll catch him and the world will finally know that I'm not crazy.

I pull out a new pack of regular cigarettes and a lighter and decided to take a smoke break. I took a deep inhale and let out a small groan, making smoke come out of my mouth and nose. I jumped when I heard someone knock on my lab door, I drag my feet and open it to find a woman about the same age, but slightly shorter than me. She had short black hair with one vibrant green streak on her right side. She had pale skin and emerald eyes that made her almost look like a doll. She was also well toned and muscular, like she worked out everyday. She wore something akin to an old leather jacket, open, showing her in a black sports bra and some dark blue ripped up jeans. And a studded collar around her neck. She also smelt like cigarettes, sweat, and the rust of blood..

Her eyes seemed cold, and there was this tension, like there was a wall around her. I could tell she was really uncomfortable being here. "Can I help you?" I finally ask, and I see agent Dark Bootie pop up right behind her. "Agent Mothman, I found you a new partner to help you with our work, and yours." She whips her head at him and gave him dagger eyes. "You didn't say shit about me having to partner up with someone." She almost shouts. Well she seems like a real peach, guess she already heard the rumors about me being a crack job.

She snaps her head at me, "Nothing against you dude but I work alone, I don't need someone to follow me around and get their asses killed. I'm good at what I do and I do it solo." She stares at me and I kinda tilt my head with my smoke hanging from my mouth. "And what exactly do you do?" I ask, she crosses her arms and grins. "I'm a hunter, I kill monsters." I give her a slight nod. I've only heard of a small handful of people who actually hunt down the creatures, but most of them end up dead. It was amazing to see a live hunter in front of me. Even though she seemed kinda like a bitch, she was pretty cute.

"Glad you two are getting to know each other, I think you'll be great partners." Bootie butts in and the girl gets angry. "I WORK AL-" She shouted in his face and he holds up a bundle of cash. She snarles, and snatches it from his hand. And pokes his chest roughly, "Don't blame or come crying to me if he gets killed." He gives me a small smirk, then runs away. I sighed. He had to give me a total bitch for a partner, well this sucks...

-Gwen's P.O.V.-

I was staring at the guy who was slightly taller then me. He had a cowlick hairstyle on the top of his head and the rest was shaved. His hair was also as black as his lab coat, and wore circular glasses that made his dark brown eyes look a little bigger then they were. Also wearing a faded dark skinny jeans and black boots. He had gaged ears to about a half inch with little alien plugs, and had had two eyebrow ring on his right side. He also had a semi-big head and look skinny as a green bean. I won't lie I did think he was kinda cute in a goth way. But, he looked like he would get snapped in half if he was in a fight.

I was not thrilled with the idea of having a partner. But, the money made it somewhat worth it. I stick my hands in my pocket and pull out my last cigarette and lite it. Swallowing my pride I ask, "So I guess we should get to know each other, is there a place we can get a drink?" After a long night I sure could use a whiskey or two. He lets me inside his lab and I stare at all the sci-fi tech. He had monitors the size of fifty inch TV's, two chrome lab tables, weird tubes humans could fit inside. It smelt like chemicals and cigarettes. The place honestly reminded me of a mad scientist laboratory, only thing missing was the evil, ugly henchman.

He takes me to fridge and pulls out a bottle of what looked like expensive whiskey. "You looked like you've had a long night, drink this you won't find anything like it around here." He pours the ice cold liquid in an empty beaker and the glass starts to frost and he hands it to me. I point at it and can't help but to ask, "Please tell me this is whiskey." Then grabbed the glass to smell the drink and it was whiskey, good whiskey at that, it didn't make me shudder, it went down smooth and clean. As soon as that drink hit my tongue it tasted incredible, like I was drinking angels tears. I almost wanted to chug the whole glass. "What the hell kind of whiskey is this? And where can I find it?" I point at the glass with my eyes wide open, like I was just introduce to whiskey all over again.

He starts laughing and holds up the glass bottle. "This is Suntory Hibiki twenty-one-year-old whiskey. This might be out of your price range this bottles almost eight hundred dollars." He gives me a cocky smirk I almost dropped the glass when he said that and got a little offended by the comment. I ignore his snide remark and realized I still didn't know his name. "So what's your name dude?" As he pours himself a glass and glances at me and slides an ashtray between us. "Around here I'm known as Mothman, but my real name is Dib. What's your name?"

I take another small drink savoring the flavor and ashed my cigarette. "Gwen, I don't think I have a code name yet. Your friend back there brought me here to hunt and capture monsters and actually get paid for it." He pulls out a chair to let me sit in and he sits down in his worn out office chair. "So how long have you been hunting?" He asks while putting out his smoke and I tilted my head up to think about it. "I've been hunting damn near my whole life, my family raised me into it. I find it funny that most parents give their kids nightlights to scare away the monsters where mine gave me a loaded gun."

After chugging the rest of my drink I was starting to feel a decent buzz. Then again I was drinking on an empty stomach. Speaking of which while I was thinking about that my stomach it made a loud growl that made my cheeks turn pink. As soon as Dib heard that noise he started laughing. "You wanna get a bite to eat? There's a cafeteria here on the second floor and their pizzas pretty good." Food did sound really good right now. We sat our drinks down and he escorted me to the cafeteria.