Of Yo Mama and scary shots, I bring you a third chapter!

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Whoo, big crowd!

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Maybe I should have updated quicker?

DISCLAIMER: I own none of the original.

"You are defective."

"I hate you!"

"Worthless…"

"You blew UP all the other invaders!"

"Banished..."

"Disgusting piece of trash…"

"You are to be executed."

"I thought she was crazy…"

"You failed."

"Those soulless black eyes…"

"We are here to witness a grand death!"

"002 versus the defective…"

"Irken blood will be spilled!"

"There are no happy endings."

"Witness the execution tonight! The war is ours!"

Zim's eyes creaked open, dazed and confused by the sound of the thunderous applause around him. But was forced to close them once more, for the lights were blinding.

"What is going on? Who is…?" Zim attempted reach for his head, to ease his headache. But his hands would not budge. His knees ached from hard floor, but he was unable to do anything to relive the pain. For some reason, they bound Zim in a sitting position.

"For years, we have suffered! For years, we were forced to watch our children to be born into slavery. Our meals were limited to whatever trash the Irkens threw out. We died as they thrived!" The voice was thunderous. It threw the crowd into an even greater frenzy.

It was right in Zim's antenna.

Zim let out a scream, and proceeded to fight against his restraints. This was not happening. Not again.

The voice boomed in laugher. The crowd mimicked. Watching the small Irken squirm in pain was simply wonderful.

"Our guest is awake!" The voice crowed.

Zim attempted to use his PAK.

Nothing.

Of course.

"Let me go!" Zim screamed, "I know Lard Narr, he would never allow this!"

Then again… That disgusting goat didn't have the most trusting track record.

But regardless, no one heard him or his threats. They were too busy laughing.

0o0o0o0'

"Human! Sit down. Sit… DOWN!"

Dib wasn't making it very easy for the doctors. He was used to getting drugged, and it didn't take long for him to pull off all the little needles and tubes off him.

He was currently attempting to defend himself with a rather large syringe, threatening to inject whoever came close with the foul concoction.

The doctor came closer, but was forced to jump back as Dib swipe at him. He looked at Dib pleadingly. "Please, sit back down! We mean you no harm."

"Where is Zim? Where was he taken?" Dib asked forcefully. He advanced on the doctor aggressively, waving the needle teasingly. "I am sick of your mind games. I demand a straight answer!"

The doctor was pushed against the wall and let out a shriek. "Why hasn't anyone called security yet?"

The doctor's underlings fell out of whatever trance they were in and practically fell over each other to get out the door. Under the sudden pressure, they all failed to remember that there was a security button within the room.

"WHERE IS HE?"

"He-he-he… Ooooh."

The doctor fainted, and laid crumpled at Dibs feet. Dib restrained from kicking the beast in face, and focused his frustrations on figuring out what was happening.

0o0o0o0o0

"Have you ever been loyal to the Irken Empire?"

"No."

"Have you ever been a Irken?"

"What the hell kind of question…"

"Answer the question!"

Gaz sighed heavily. "No. I never once been an Irken in my entire life. God damn you…"

The interrogator shuffled his papers. The other crew members saved from the escape pod all had mixed impressions on the strange little human. That she was violent. That she was honest. That she had little respect for her leaders. That she was from a planet called Earth.

That she was friends with an Irken.

"Have you ever been involved…?"

"Will you stop it already? Where is my brother? I will kill you if you don't tell me!"

The interrogator, who was a Vortan, seemed rather impressed with that threat. "Do you have somewhere you need to go?"

Gaz crossed her arms. She wanted to kill him. She could kill him. But if she wanted to see her brother again, she had little choice but to play twenty questions.

"Let's move on. Have you ever reproduced with someone that was not of your species?"

"Yes. Your mother."

"… What's a mother?"

"God damn you to hell!"