Horribella

Sitting quietly beside his master, Genji peered at the other inhabitants in the small hospital room. Zenyatta insisted he meditate, and Genji really tried to sit and pray, but it proved undoable once again. He was never able to sit still in thought long enough, but he possessed the ability to stay silent. The only noise in the room consisted of breathing and soft hums from Zenyatta, who seemed to be deep in meditation. The nine lights on his forehead beamed comfortingly as his floating figure remained relaxed, yet firm. He indulged in this state often, and Genji never understood how he could do it so easily. The cyborg's eyes drifted to the

'It looked painful.' That was the only thought in my head as I watched Zim drown before my eyes. Why he was in the gym's pool area in the first place was beyond me. But there he was, drowning. And I was the only one that could save him. I felt a pang of guilt; something told me I should help him. But I silently argued that it was better this way. It would be easy to prove Zim an alien when dead, rather then alive. I watched him scream for help, thrashing in the acidic like liquid. Pieces of his flesh burned away, revealing what seemed to be bone. It was a sick sight. 'I should help him.' That was the next thought that ran through my mind