How to summarize or describe your stories is such a headache at times. I know we all go through it.

Dib and Zim won't meet one another until much later on in the story, but they will meet. I wanted to play with Dib's personality a little bit more so please don't be insulted in what I'm doing there. I do actually like Dib. Also we know that Zim and Gaz aren't really angels.

Do not own Zim. (Dang it)

The subject was merely 13 years of age when I took her from her home world. I traveled such a far distance to find someone worthy enough to help me complete my plans. I never thought that I would ever need help, but I did since I was graced with such incompetence before I was kicked out of my own world. A world I devoted myself to. A world that I adored. A world that I thought so much of only to be kicked out like I was a joke.

Defective.

That word haunts me. Angers me to the point that my allegiance to my own world be damned. Screw them all. They will learn to fear me. They will learn.

Creepy.

Yet another word that sometimes perplexes me. I do my research and yet I am creepy. They act like I crawl into their bed chambers at night to tuck them in. I laugh in their faces.

Idiot.

What is with this description? I'm brilliant. They are the idiots.

Excitable.

I will have to admit I am like this, but my ingenious plans often make me feel this way.

I hear the familiar hum of the instruments beside me showing me once again the, 'Subject's' temperature while free-floating in the liquid inside. She is hibernating and had been for some time since he procured her. She'd be 18 years of age and her body matured differently from what his own species female looked like. He hoped those bumps up there didn't hinder her any, but as he looked at her health readings it showed she was of incredible health.

The liquid inside her chamber was cold. He wanted to insure a proper growth of her before it was time. Why wait for so long? He felt that while she may have been strong before, he thought she would be of something no one could deny. He just had to insure that she would follow him and him alone.

Stepping away from his controls, he took a closer examination of her. There was someone else with her at the time that he also took a scan of. A male. Considerable intelligence like this female here, but she held this dominant power while the male mostly used his head for his own power. That was admirable, he had to admit, but this female had both skills that he needed.

Also he had a feeling that the male would be a colossal pain in the rear to him making him want to pull out his own antenna's.

The nightmares always came around the same time. Always around the anniversary of her disappearance. Dib was haunted by it. Blamed himself. Was blamed by his own dad. Gaz was never considered a saint, but there were moments he did see something in her that made him reconsider. When he thought he shouldn't love her because of something, she ended up doing something that showed something very positive towards him, it made him go back loving his sister again.

So many times he tried to drag her along with him. Sometimes to have someone help carry the equipment, but mostly to try to bond with her. He wanted her along even if she grumbled about it. And yes she grumbled. Although he did find it amazing when he would be running off for his very life, and she was just standing casually off somewhere's paying attention to her Game Slave. He'd be screaming and warning her to run until he would hear a loud sound in the back of him with whatever was chasing him on the ground having been knocked out by Gaz with a rock. He'd always blink at her because it looked like she never moved from her spot.

One night, he wanted to explore this part in the woods where he heard that there was some specter roaming around so he made her come with him. This is the night that changed.

Dib was walking through some brush concentrating in front of him with his flashlight in hand, while behind him Gaz was just scowling in front of her. Her games batteries died, so she grumbled about it before following him silently behind. Not once did she use her own flashlight since she seemed fine seeing in the dark on her own.

"We have to be very quiet, Gaz because..."

"We're hunting wabbits?" Gaz dryly said while she moved silently behind him.

"Uh no, but I don't want to risk scaring this ghost off." He told her as he accidentally snapped a branch.

Gaz quirked her eyebrow at that sound and at him. "I see you are doing an excellent job at being quiet, as usual."

Sighing, he kept walking occasionally keeping an eye out on her even though he felt like he didn't need to. He had a feeling she would scare off hungry Mountain Lions with just one look. Stopping quickly, he shot his hand out accidentally hitting her in the shoulder. He was going to get it later from her. "Sorry, Gaz. I thought I saw something."

Rubbing her shoulder, she glanced around. "Yeah, my fist."

"No, I'm serious. Come on." He whispered getting his camera ready to roll. Stepping forward, he spotted something walking up the hill. Something white and see through. Excitement got the better of him as he took off without his sister.

He ran with the camera rolling, he heard his sister saying his name in her annoyed voice, but he wanted to get his evidence. That evidence was important to him as he ran up as close as possible to it before feeling the oddest feeling wash over him. It felt like his insides were being folded inside out. It left him confused. Dizzy. What he didn't know was how he ended up on the cold wet ground on his stomach. Lifting himself on his arms alone, he looked to the direction he left Gaz to see something unusual.

"Gaz?" He questioned softly as he watched this cold hard white light blinding her along her familiar purple aura trying to fight against what was coming for her. Dib tried to look into the light and barely made out a shape of it before seeing something crashing down on her knocking her down, and then lifting her up. Dib's eyes widened up more as he fought to get up, and run to her. "GAZ!"

He kept running until her form and the light all but vanished in front of him leaving nothing but silence around him. Dib fell down breathing hard screaming out her name over and over again. He fell down on his knees palms in his face as he fought the tears from coming. He was hyperventilating before maintaining to calm himself before pulling out his phone to call his dad. Dad would rush out always to try to save his daughter. He didn't view her as insane like him.

3 hours later with no trace of her, except from the car to the point she vanished from, Dib was in utter silence as he sat huddled on the hood of his car. He was chilled to the bone. He refused to leave the scene. He answered every question, even his dad's who was calm at first, but after 3 hours, Dib saw his wrath. His father was ashamed at him for not keeping a better watch over his sister. She is probably in the hands of someone who will do her real harm. If anything she might be ransomed off, but the possibility of her being safe seemed unlikely.

Dib felt more and more like shit as each passing second happened. He swore to, Gaz he will get her back. He knew she was strong. Stronger than most others.

There were news about her missing for weeks on end. Months. Than a year till it wasn't so rampant as before unless it was the anniversary of her disappearance. His dad didn't want to look or speak to him for weeks after. When he did speak to him, he hardly looked at him till one day he found his father in the kitchen sipping coffee.

"When I lost your mother it was a very dark day for me. I loved her as much as lady science. Gaz, looked like your mother. Had her spirit." Membrane sighed. "I know you tried son. I know you did." Placing his mug down, he simply stood up, and left the house as if he just didn't want to be visited by a ghost right then and there.

Thing is, they both were. They both were haunted.

The Computer was running diagnostics on the ship as they cruised along. Nothing was out of the ordinary. Well maybe the odd little robot that was running around the corridors screaming. Actually that was the same thing, it was the Computer that wished for something different. Ever since he was exiled and given this whole ship, which included him and that crazy robot, the Computer wondered what the heck it did on creation to deserve this punishment?

Although the female in the liquid seemed oddly fascinating in her own way. True, she hadn't spoken at all, but when they first retrieved her and she showed some of what she could do, even he was intrigued to the point that he actually enjoyed running a systems check on her as well.

Seeing Gir crack something in the corridor before running off in excitement, the Computer sighed as he extended his arms out in that area to fix it before they lost any type of pressure. There was no need to hear any screaming from, Zim. Honestly, he really didn't want to hear it at all in the first place.

As he did that, a delicate hand in the liquid chamber twitched for the first time.