Z1314Irken

Gaz POV I felt I was too late. He was already dead. But how? How did this happen? It wasn't hard to miss that his PAK was missing. And even if it was years ago that my brother had stolen it from him last, I still remembered that he could only live so long without it. But Dib was at home, and as far as I knew, no one else would know to do this. Maybe the horrid reality was that he did this to himself. I cringed, feeling my stomach twist in a knot at the thought. Why would he have done this to himself? Last time I checked he considered himself "superior" and an "amazing" invader. I would be surprised if anything could drive him to do such a s

Gaz POV I stood completely still, staring at the odd house in front of me as I suddenly found it hard to breath. I had to admit that it was no coincidence that I ended up here out of all places. As much as it pained me to say, he was the one who had the pleasure of invading my thoughts. And I couldn't help but feel curious as to why he had been absent for the past couple days. I sighed, swallowing my pride as I approached the misshapen door, and knocked. I waited a moment, expecting his robot parents to answer the door with their programed greeting. But there was nothing. No security alarms, no green dog, no...Zim, nothing. I widened one

((This next parts a little short. It's just a lot to type..)) Dib POV The moment I heard the door slam downstairs I knew she had left again. And if my father was home, he would demand that I go after her, but he wasn't, and I had far more important things to do. Ever since my enemy came here four years ago, I began my seemingly endless battle to expose him for the horrible monster he is. But, in a world full of skeptics (and idiots who fail to see the truth even though it was right in front of them,) I was always denied, pushed aside and called insane. And although my own race thought I was crazy, I never gave up. I knew I wasn't crazy, and