The Zimagorgon (An Invader Zim AU)

The Beginning of The End

Author's Note

Good Afternoon! I am TheDibKid, also known as ZTCAGW, but you can call me Paetyn Mae! I am the author of the story you're reading now! I have come to tell you that this story has scenes of gore, body horror and mutilation, swearing, sexual themes/jokes, and is, in general, not suitable for audiences under 13. Reader discretion is advised.

The Beginning of The End (The Actual Chapter)

It was a quiet night. There were little to no sound in Dib's large bedroom, other than the ticking of a clock and the occasional notification from his computer. It was one of those rarer nights where dib can actually have a nice sleep, in which he did. For Zim, not so much, since irkens like him do not need sleep. He was loudly working on making a godzilla sized robot squirrel to destroy the town, in which he failed the sizing and made a very miniature squirrel instead. After failing his newest plan, he got pissed and went into the living room of his base.

"Hey-a, Master!" Gir said in a happy tone while cuddling a pig. Zim scoffed and collapsed face first into the couch. "Wowzers, Master, you must be tired.." Gir said, letting go of the pig. He then went to closet, opened it, and searched around. "Gir, what in Irk are you doing?" Zim said, lifting his head up. Gir then pulled out a blanket and tried placing it on Zim, who kicked it off onto the floor. "Gir, what the hell! Are you trying to trap me- Are you a traitor?!" Zim said, panicked. Gir giggled, "No, Master! It's called a blanket. It keeps you warm when you sleep!" Zim tilted his head, "'Sleep?' What in Irk is sleep?" Gir grabbed the blanket and put it back on Zim. "It's where you close your eyes for a long time to regain energy for tomorrow, at least I think so!" Gir replied. "That does sound nice, I guess" Zim replied, yawning. Gir smiled, "I guess I should help you put your PAK in Sleep Mode." Zim waved his hand in agreement while shifting to the side. Gir pulled up a keyboard, typed some coding, and activated Sleep Mode. Zim closed his eyes and had his first dream.

It was short, but it was still unnerving, at least to Zim. He was in an alien-like ship that he didn't recognize. He was on an operation table, starring at the overly bright light above him. He turned his head to see his arch nemesis, Dib. Dib was fast asleep, at least Zim thought so. Both were nude, but Zim couldn't see any of Dib's more private parts due to him being blinded by the light above Zim, and of course, Zim doesn't have privates. He tried getting up, but found he was chained up on the operation table. Zim noticed that Dib was also chained up. He saw four alien-like creatures emerge in through a door to Zim's left. One of the creatures noticed that Zim was awake and spoke to the other 3 creatures in a language Zim couldn't understand. The creatures then looked at Zim and Dib with a blank yet mischievous look, then looked at a tray of sharp surgical-like items. They walked up to the tray and grabbed one sharp object each, and split into two groups. Two of the creatures walked up to Zim and started marking parts of Zim's body. Zim yelled, "W-what in irk are you... C-creatures doing to me and Dib-beast!" The creatures took a step back, but then continued marking his body. Zim started yelling swears in Irken, in which the creatures ignored. One of the creatures grabbed the sharp object they picked up earlier and starting cutting into Zim's flesh. Zim screamed in pain and tried kicking, but remembered his legs are chained up. The more the creatures cut into Zim's flesh, the more he screamed and howled in pain. Zim looked at Dib, who was surprisingly still asleep, even after Zim's screams and yells. He noticed the other two creatures were cutting into Dib as well. Zim looked back to notice the cutting has been finished, and the creatures were putting things in the large, bloody cut. Some looked alive! Zim started yelling, "WHO ARE YOU? WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING TO MY BODY? WHY ZIM? WHY ZIM AND DIB-MONKEY?! WHAT IN IRK DID WE DO TO YOU?!" The creatures then stitched up the cut and one of them hit Zim in the head with a blunt, hard object.

Zim quickly woke up, panicked and scared. He jumped up from the couch and ran right into the kitchen, where he saw Gir having a tea party with the miniature robot squirrel from last night. "Hey-a, Master! How was your sleep?" Gir said in a happy tone! "I'm NEVER going to sleep again! Oh my god! What in Irk happened!" Zim yelled, panicking. He grabbed a clock and screamed. "Oh my Irk! I'm late for skool!" He said, grabbing and throwing his disguise on. He ran to out the door, ignoring the pain on his side.

Once he ran into the classroom, panting, he looked at Dib, who looked slightly uncomfortable while rubbing his side. "Dib-beast! I need to te-" Zim tried to say but got cut off by Ms. Bitters. "Sit down Zim before I make detention look like a paradise" Ms. Bitters hissed. Zim nodded his head and walked to his seat.

Dib was looking at Zim, confused and determined. What did he want, and why did he look so panicked and scared, Dib thought to himself. He kept rubbing his side. "God, what the hell is this pain?" Dib said to himself quietly. He raised his hand, in which Ms. Bitters answered. "What is it, Dib?" Ms. Bitters hissed. "I... Need to go to the bathroom. I promise I'll be quick" Dib said, continuing to rub his side. "Sure, but if you don't come back in 3 minutes, we'll have more than a few hours in detention" Ms. Bitters said, threateningly. Dib got up and quickly walked to the bathroom. Once he got to the bathroom, he ran into the stall and sat down on the toilet seat. He pulled up his shirt to find a stitched up cut on his side that was horribly cleaned. "What in the world..?" Dib said to himself. Dib heard a psst sound from above him and looked up, seeing Zim. "Dib-beast, are you busy?" Zim whispered. Dib raised his eyebrow, "No..?" Zim sighed and said, "Ok good because I have something really important to tell you." Dib stood up and walked out of his stall and Zim jumped out of his. "Ok, Dib. I had this odd sleep-vision-" Zim said but got cut off. "A.. Dream? You had a dream?" Dib said. "Hush up, Dib-shit! Let me speak!" Zim hissed and then cleared his throat. "Ok Dib-Monkey, I had a 'dream' where these weird, alien creature things cut us open and put weird shit in our bodies! Some looked alive!" Zim said, panicked. Dib chuckled and said, "Zim, dreams aren't real. They are just dreams. Some dreams are based off real stuff that happened in your life, but all dreams are fake." Zim got pissed and lifted up Dib's shirt. "Oh yeah? If my dream was fake, then can you explain that bloody stitched up cut?" He said angrily. Dib blushed and covered his face. "Z-Zim.. Pull my shirt down... I also have no idea where I got this stitch from." Dib said, stuttering. Zim pulled down his shirt, but then lifted up his own, revealing a similar, messily cleaned, stitched up cut on his side, "Well I do."