Invader Roz: An IZ Sequal

It's Only A Matter of Time

Shadowy red figures broke free from the ground and started pointing at Dib. Whispering and accusing him of the haneous crime of harming a child. One of these shadows being very reminiscent of the Professor, but with soul stabbing eyes an three bladded fingers.

"I knew you would do this to me again son: disappoint me like you always used to."

"D-Dad?"

"It was only a matter of..." The nightmare professor unleashed his claws and attacked Dib. "TIME!"

Dib fell into an chasm within the void ground. The nightmare Roz grinned sickeningly down at him through the hole with her drooling mouth daggars. She shouted at the top of her lungs into the spiraling hole, putting red cracks in it.

"STUPID BIG-HEAD EARTH MAN CHILD MONKEY! THE WORLD IS GOING TO FALL BEFORE ME AND SO WILL YOUR SQUEAKY FRAGILE MARY!"

Dib flailed around the void watching as his nightmare came crashing down on him. Around him he could see the spinning images of deadly shadows. His disapointed family. His shattering career. His past self's flowing jacket. Mary's remains.

"IT'S ONLY A MATTER OF-"

The walls were breaking. Each crack came more falling debris that came crashing down onto Dib's head.

Roz face grew closer and closer but her body stood standing. Her small eyes changed to a ginormous reddish pink hue, not unlike that of a fly. Her eyelashes weren't there anymore, and her teeth grew even sharper. Her face longer and veigny. Her antennae straighter. It wasn't Roz, but that of another Irken. One Dib knew all to well. He saw his reflection in his nonexistent, bloody pupils and shook with fear of the inevitable.

"TIME!"

"NO!"

Dib had woken up from his long nightmare and glanced around his room drenched in smelly sweat. He jumped a bit when he saw Clembrane in the corner of his room mixing a bowl of chocolate pudding.

"Oh. What are you doing here?"

"OH HEWWO SON! YOU IS STILL DREAMIN."

"What?" Dib turned to his bedroom window and saw the nightmare Zim staring back with steak knife claws scratching at the window.

"OH MIERDA-"

"AAAHHH!"

"Good morning son. Or should I say evening. Hoho! Its four o-clock in daylight savings."

"Dad?"

Now Dib had actually woken up from his nightmare. And he was surprised to be in the lab sitting next to Professor Membrane.

"W-whats going on."

"Well son. You fell asleep during your lunch break. And I took that time as an opportunity to test out my new experiment. The nightmare experiment machine." The professor made an almost vilanous pose. Tapping his fingers maniachly.

"Its is a mechanism that takes what is ones worst fear and makes them experience it as long as they can stay asleep."

"Oh...okay? But why?"

Professor Membrane scratched his head. "I don't know. I thought it was a  funny idea."

"To scare me with the gruesome death of my daughter? And bring back horrible memories from my childhood? That was a funny idea?"

"Erm...uh...well...I just.... I need to go wotk on another experiment I'll see you later son. Got a lot of science to do so um..."

And with the sweating anxiety of a condesating poop cola can in room temperature heat after being in a freezer, the professor left to do execute other things.

Dib was now alone in a machine centered room. A room not unlike that of the room he was in when they placed him in the crazy house for boys. But with some key differences such as the location being in the Membrane laboratories, and the machine was more wirey and blue. Kind of like the W.O.M.B. in the sprawling, city wide, underground lab.

Dib took small breaths and looked down. Everey time he closed his eyes he could see the bio-luminescent bloody liquid from Mary's eyes on his hands.

He didn't want it to happen. He didn't want to see his life fall apart. He didn't want to see the world end. He didn't want to see Mary die because of his own ignorance. He had to do something. He knew he did.

The scientist collected himself and took a stroll to his office. He opened the door and stepped into the large space that machinery, cabinets, locked drawers, and miscellaneous Crumpled papers. Every wall was covered in child drawn pictures of family and cryptds, each with Mary's signature. On one wall was a poster, almost fallen off, shouting the phrase: GREATEST INVENTION THE MEMBRANES MADE YET.

The picture of the invention itself was sagging over the text and had to be retapped.

Dib sat down at his desk and snatched a pencil and paper. A rush of thought and ideas came over him as he started to sketch.

Sketching and writing and brainstorming a way to save the world. His world.