Disclaimer: I own nothing but a car, contacts, and a can of cheese. I'm still making payments on my sanity

Empire

"Talking"

'Thinking'

Stressed

Dreams

Her amber eyes gazedat the world she loathed from behind her tinted window. A cruel smile formed from the corners of her mouth as she softly chuckled. It had been five years since she hadset foot in this town, her hometown. She blinked and realized that five years had not been long enough to quell her inner anger and disgust. Another soft chuckle escaped, and her hand reached over to the black tray beside her and picked up the wine glass.

'Nothing but trash to be removed…nothing more than drones to be ordered around,' she thought with a sneer.

"Miss Gaz," the voice came from the speakers.

"Yes?" Gaz questioned not caring for formalities or conversations.

"You will be arriving shortly," the voice assured.

"Peachy," Gaz chuckled to herself.

Her pale slender hand raised the wine glass to her lips and she sipped it. It was dry and a bit sour much like the life she lived now. She set the glass back down on the tray and relaxed in the plush seats of her limo. Gaz turned her amber gaze to the window to her right and she could see the place where her physical appearance was required. She hated days like these, days that ended in 'y' and days she actually had to leave her domain and appear to the mindless drones she had created. Gaz chuckled at the thoughts and shook her head.

'This is my life…I created an Empire and am loved by everyone I hate,' Gaz thought. She found it ironic in a small way.

It was time to begin the routine once more for her drones. She leaned down and picked up a small black bag, her black bag of horrors-the cosmetic bag. Gaz reached up and pulled a mirror down as her hands rummaged through her bag. She gripped a neon green eyeliner and began to outline her eyes. She made sure it was on thick. She then took amber eye shadow and filled in her eyelids. She blinked and gazed at her reflection, there were times she didn't recognize herself.Gaz ran her hands through her short hair and smirked. It was layered and cut to her chin, she made sure to spike the tips of the layers down every morning.Darkly smirking at her reflectionshe pulled out the neon green lip liner. Gaz quickly filled in her lips and blew her reflection a quick kiss. She then took a clear lip-gloss and lightly applied it to give her lips a soft and glazed appearance.

"We've arrived."

She didn't bother with foundation or blush because she wanted to be a nice even shade of pale. Gaz loved looking different because the people in this town ignored those who looked different.

"I'm ready," Gaz yawned as she pushed the mirror away, and left her cosmetics upon the plush limo seats.

Her amber gaze turned to stare out the window and she grimaced at all the fans that lined up just below the steps of her new empire. Someone pointed out her limo and they rushed over like a wave of flesh to her domain. She made sure the doors were locked as flesh slapped against her window. Gaz grinned as she watched her highly paid and brainless bodyguards push the crowd back. They quickly set up lines and rolled out an amber carpet. Crowd control proved it could function and her door was slowly opened for a dramatic effect. She could hear the crowd cheer and go wild.

Gaz shifted and allowed her clad legs to exit the limo first. She wore a type of fancy boots with thick soles. They zippedto her upper thighs. She pushed out of the limo and quickly closed her eyes as the camera lights went off in a rage of flashes. She didn't bother to hide her grimace or distaste for the cameras. When the flashes died down she began her walk down the carpeted sidewalk. She stood her full height of five foot three, but the three inches were from the boots. She smoothed down the transparent, sleeveless black dress. The dress had two slits; one in front and another in the back and they both came to her inner thighs. Underneath the dress, she wore a black coined bra and thong that slightly jingled as she walked.

Gaz made it to the podium and smirked as she stared out into the crowd. Many had come from towns all over to this exciting event. She wondered if they lived for her or themselves.

"Drones of Earth!" Gaz greeted as her amber eyes narrowed.

The people in the crowd cheered and saluted her as they shouted, "Tallest Z."

"Yes my drones," Gaz purred trying to fit her role, "it is I, your Tallest Z!"

"All hail Almighty Tallest Z!"

Gaz smirked as she raised her hand. This was her life now and she had no choice now but to live it. She had created a world for those who hated reality, for those that couldn't deal with life. This was her world, a world where people could escape. It had started off as an online game, but now she had hundreds of bases set up around the world. These bases were places that these drones could go to enter the Virtual Community.

"Today my drones, is a day our Empire gains another Territory!" Gaz proudly declared.

The crowd cheered and she could imagine them as Irkens with their antennae wiggling in salute.

"This pathetic town will be another victory for Impending Doom!" Gaz assured as she smirked.

Gaz listened to their cheers and secretly smirked. If only they knew the real story behind this game she had created. She wondered if they would care that their virtual lives were based off something real. Their cheers reminded her that they probably wouldn't. Gaz quickly reached out to the man beside her and grabbed the large scissors. She sliced the amber ribbon and kicked the podium away.

"My drones!" Gaz shouted. "Now is the time to conquer the universe!"

Gaz quickly ran into the building and smirked. She had to get away from the crowd. Gaz had made sure that all the buildings were designed the same. She saw the small rounded pods where those could enter and log into the community. She quickly walked over to wall and knocked thrice. The wall slid open and she quickly entered into the small elevator. It closed and a white laser shot at her. She remained calm and smirked as it confirmed her DNA pattern. The elevator was only programmed to work for a few and it took her to the fourth level. This place had three levels, which were for the gamers and could only be reached by stairs. The fourth level was her domain where she could watch everything and live.

Gaz yawned as the doors opened and she took a step into her domain. She had built an empire and ruled it like a Queen, or Tallest. Gaz chuckled and let her eyes scan the area. The workers had built this just as she ordered. The carpet was black and the walls were nothing but tinted windows. She looked to her right and saw the kitchen with the bar and to her left was her TV. It was a flat screen that was chained to the ceiling and hung floating in the air. She had a black leather couch that could fit at least twelve people, but she would never have guests.

She walked over to the couch and jumped onto it. Her eyes closed and she softly sighed as she began to fall asleep.

She had just come home from High School. Today had been the day she had graduated, and early to top it. Her amber eyes scanned the house and found it quieter than usual. Gaz walked into the kitchen and found her father sitting at the table reading the newspaper. She found this strange; her father rarely left the lab. Gaz decided to ignore him and walked to the fridge.

"Gaz, I was wondering if I could have a word with you?" Membrane questioned. She felt her left eyebrow twitched and she turned to face him.

"Yeah," she drawled.

"President Scolex of Escape Reality wants to turn your online community into a virtual community," Membrane stated.

"He called and said that?" Gaz questioned in mild disbelief.

"Of course, he's fascinated by all these races you've insanely made up and wants to make your growing community into an Empire!" Membrane proudly said.

Gaz quickly snatched the phone of the wall and ran out of the kitchen and to her room. Before she made it into her room she felt a firm grip grabbed her arm. Her amber eyes met her brother's tired brown eyes. He was wearing jeans and a black shirt. She could tell he was wearing his new black boots because he managed to step on her foot already.

"What do you want Dib?" Gaz snapped.

"You can't take that deal," Dib firmly said. Her eyes widened and then narrowed.

"Why not?" Gaz challenged as she pulled away from him.

"You took all that data I had gathered and turned into a fiction! No one will believe me now…especially if you do this deal or whatever!" Dib explained.

"Did anyone believe you before?" Gaz coldly questioned.

Dib remained silent at her question knowing that no one would ever give him the time of day.

"At least your work won't go to waste," Gaz softly said as she turned around.

"This could be dangerous," Dib suddenly said.

"How so?" Gaz challenged.

"What if an Irken or another species gets wind of this?" Dib asked hoping to make her think.

"Zim's too stupid to do anything and the Irkens will avoid Earth because they hate Zim," Gaz reasoned.

"What about another race?" Dib questioned.

"Then let them come," Gaz chuckled as she stepped into her room and slammed the door shut.

"Gaz!"
"Gaz!"

She lazily rolled to her side when she heard her name.

"Gaz! I know you're there…pick up this damn phone!"

An amber eye slowly squinted open.

"Pick up this phone else I'll sing!"

'Damn you Dib,' Gaz thought as she got up and groggily walked to the phone.

She picked up the receiver and yelled, "What do you want!"

"I knew you would do that," Dib dryly replied.

"How did you get this number?" Gaz questioned.

"Never mind that, I've got some bad news," Dib quickly said.

"If you tell me I still won't care," Gaz informed as she heard him scoff.

"I've picked up an Irken vessel entering Earth's atmosphere," Dib quickly replied.

Gaz remained silent and wondered if this should bother her. She smirked and realized that it didn't.

"I still don't care," Gaz sighed.

Dib sighed figuring that she wouldn't care. She easily took care of anything that came her way. In a way, he hoped this would knock her off of her darkened throne. He smirked.

"Fine," Dib quickly said before he hung up.

Gaz listened to the silence wondering she hadn't been the one to hang up first. She clicked to phone off and tossed it somewhere behind her. With a few short strides she was standing next to her tinted wall windows gazing up at the sky. Anything that came from up there mattered, nothing ever did really matter.

Author's Note:

Edited 5/24/06

I usually never write this type of pairing, but have decided to do it and explore it! I read stories for pairings usually, but I mostly read them for how they're written.

Oh well, please leave a review. Any flames will be used to warm my snacks and I'll respond back to whoever flames.