Thanks for reads and reviews so far. The italics is for a flashback.

Each time they entered their underground hidey hole, Gaz usually ended up retiring to her room off the bat. She hated spending time with people. As much as she defended them, she didn't feel like conversing with them. What will their conversations be right now? 'Hey did you see the hole I blasted through that alien?' Or 'Is my ass too fat in these camo's I have on?' As it was, she didn't talk to them when she went to school with them, so what makes this so different? True, she helps in training them. That she didn't mind doing. She didn't mind leading them, but she didn't want to sing songs by the campfire or watch Gretchen make moon eyes to her brother for the billionth time. It is bad enough both her and Zita are complaining that they were running out of make-up. Guess she knew who will die next during the next raid.

Hearing the door knock, Gaz groaned at her bed hoping to hell it was an Irken so she can blast something. Hearing the knock again followed by Dib's voice, she knew it was useless to yell at him to leave her be especially when he just wandered in. "Did I say, come in?"

"No. Want to shoot me for just coming in now?" Dib was a bit snarky with his answer as he plopped down on the bed next to her.

The way he stared ahead at the wall, Gaz knew he was in deep thought making her nudge him with her foot gently. "What girl developed a crush on you now?"

Besides Gretchen and Zita. Whenever a new girl came in and viewed Dib as their one and only hero, sometimes they took it too far by going into his room and laying on his bed sometimes naked. Dib was a gentleman compared to most guys who would of taken advantage of it already, but Dib would always come to her, plop down on the bed, stare at the wall, before laying down on his back not caring he just hit his head against the wall. It was like he wanted to feel something else other then what was on his mind.

"She's 13 and on my bed begging me to do her because I saved her and said I might be the only guy in her life." Lays on his back and hits the wall. The expression on his face showed how much that pain really was preferred.

"Bring her to Iggins. He'll take her." Gaz said coldly.

"I can't do that to her."

Standing up quickly, Gaz exited the room, and made a bee-line to Dib's opening the door in a heated rush, she started to clap her hands. "Okay, out of this room. Dib appreciates you wanting to thank him, but this isn't the way. If I ever see you in here, I will personally feed you to an Irken because I know how much they adore virgin flesh."

The girl stood up gathering her clothes and tried to put them on in a hasty manner, but when she mentioned virgin flesh, she paused as her bra was on sloppily. "They eat virgins?"

Gaz loved feeding off this fear as she got near her face. "They do. You heard of zombies, correct? Well they are worse. They only desire virgins because they are of the purest blood. BUT, if you run off and say, lose it to someone just because your desperate, Irkens will smell your fear and kill you just as worse. So I recommend you keeping your clothes on honey."

"All right. I will. Thank you, Gaz." Running out with her bra not really completely on, Gaz stepped out of her brother's room immediately eyeing, Iggins as he watched the girl bounce past. "IGGINS! If I see you lay one hand on that girl, I will leave you out for those Irkens to get."

"Yeah, but I wasn't..."

"In that case... I'll personally chop your leg off if you do something with her." Gaz coldly said as she stalked off back to her room and sat down on her bed.

"You gave her the virgin meat eating story didn't you?" Dib deadpanned.

"Notice how well it works?"

"One day it won't."

Gaz gently patted him on his stomach. "They just want a part of, Dibby."

Groaning out, he rolled on his side to face her. "They want me now when before they thought I was such a freak? What the hell? The guys always wanted you in spite of your scary persona."

Laying on her bed to face him, her eyes lightened up a bit as they lost their cold glare. "I guess I didn't do my job correctly then. Look they were morons to believe that Zim wasn't an alien. I guess I was a moron for actually believing he was too stupid not to be able to do this."

"You weren't though. I mean after so many years, I was getting there myself." Moving a strand away from her face, he smiled. "I know you'll most likely hate me saying this to you, but I'm glad we are still together. We have always been our only family."

"Don't get sappy on me, Dib." Yawning, she rolled on her back. "I'm not even hungry. Just tired."

"Get some sleep then and I'll see you in the morning." Squeezing her hand, he got off her bed and left her room.

Gaz re-adjusted herself back on her bed so her head was now on the pillow as she stared up at the horrible ceiling. Coldness enveloped her heart again as she soon drifted to sleep.

They heard his threats many times since he first appeared. Gaz always ignored it as she pressed the buttons on her game while her brother and him fought. It was typical. It was something to drown out until someone knocked her game out of her hand to the point of landing in the street. Gaz growled ready to step out to get her game, but a car was driving down the road fast running over her game smashing it. So many people thought it was pointless to be into games as much as she was, but it always improved how quickly she looked at things and how she solved stuff.

Flashing an angry look at the one responsible for knocking the game out of her hands, she moved on him so quickly that even he had no choice but to be tossed to the ground hard. Causing him to bleed. Zim watched her approach him as he quickly tried to get up, but she kicked him so hard in the side, she flipped him over onto his stomach taking off his precious pak. Zim begged for it back.

"No. This stupid shit is enough for me, Zim. I will give your precious pak back, but I want a new game. If you don't, I'll remove it again, or perhaps I will hang your naked body on the flag pole for the whole school to see." Gaz breathed out before reattaching the pak on him and leaning over to whisper in his ear. "I'm not one of those girls who would want to see it, but I'm certain there are some girls in school who would love to see what your packing, Zim. Give me a new game, or else." Kicking off him, she stormed away from him.

"Gaz? How did you figure out how to remove it?" Dib asked as he caught up to her.

"I watched how he attached it when he requested my help that one time. It was pretty simple to figure out." She replied.

The next morning, Zim greeted her with a box containing a new system. They both stared at one another not saying a word. She peered over to see some of the freaky girls checking him out. The ones who decided to paint their faces in white, had piercings, and a few had body enhancements on them. Gaz decided to give him a up and down inspection herself, something she noted that he didn't mind her doing.

"Oh Zim. You were so good in giving me this that there will be some girls so disappointed in not seeing what you have..." Glances down to his groin area. "Packing. I mean, I'm sure you are far more superior then any human here." Taking another step forward, she saw how he was checking her out making her think how pathetic he was as she went to his waistband. "Mmm Zim. You are quite attractive." Gaz heard him purring now making her lift her head to look up at him as the tip of her chest barely grazed him. Seeing how his eyes closed, she looked over at the freaky girls and winked at them as she quickly put his pants down revealing something for the girls to see. For her, she turned away from Zim cursing at her. The girls though thanked her.

While asleep, Gaz smiled at the memory. Sometimes it was good to be evil.

"You panted me after I gave you that game! I held up my end!" Zim cried out in her ever calm face.

"Those girls gave me so much gifts after I did that. Who am I to argue my success." Turns to look at his irate face. "You do understand success, don't you?" Makes a tsking sound. "Oh sorry, you don't. Oh well, thanks for holding up your end."

Zim ran up to her to put her against the lockers, but Dib came up at his side pushing him out of the way. "Never lay a hand on my sister."

"But she took my pants off after I gave her that game of hers. She went back on her deal." Zim argued.

Gaz looked at both of them calmly as she feigned an injury on her wrist in front of her brother making Dib point at her. "See what you did when you knocked into her yesterday! You hurt her. I think she has every right to do what she did. She said she couldn't sleep at all last night."

Gaz blew a kiss to Zim's stunned face while saying in a nice voice to Dib. "Thanks, Dib. I know I could always take care of myself, but I'm still so weak from yesterday."

Zim's couldn't believe what she was doing. "I give up!" Throwing his hands up in the air, he stalked away in the other direction.

Gaz smiled at the scene as she wandered into her next class receiving a note from another one of those girls telling her simply 'Thank you.'

For Zim, he was alone on the bridge as he watched to see if he can catch a glimpse of them. Mostly her. He had a plan that involved that little purple demon.