A/N

So last time we left this story, Gaz is facing real unfair odds, all thanks to Zim. What will Zim do? Will Gaz lose to Zim? What am I wasting your time for? Maybe I should just write, "Zim beats Gaz and now he is her slave forever!" But then again, if I did that, then it will be one very short story… or maybe it will add the edge this needs…

LET THE GAMES BEGIN!


GAZ VS. ZIM AND THE WHOLE CLASS AT GYM!

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Zim narrows his eyes at Gaz's resistance to him.

(The speakers in the Gym begin to play)

MSI "Shut Me Up"
The bass, the rock
The mic, the treble
I like my coffee black
Just like my metal

Zim: FOOL FEMALE! if that's how your going to play Gaz, then by all means go ahead, these are the final moments of your free will, because after today, Your MINE!

Gaz: nidoto! (She flips him off!)

The bass, the rock
The mic, the treble
I like my coffee black
Just like my metal

Zim (angrily grinding his teeth): All right then...

I can't wait for you to knock me up
In a minute, minute
In a fuckin' minute

Zim leaps up and points at Gaz!

Zim (yelling): FIRE!

I can't wait for you to knock me up
In a minute, minute
In a second

The kids threw the balls at Gaz hard! A rain of deadly dodge balls shadows her, as they approach...

Gaz leaps up and round house kicks spin, in a blur! All the balls heading towards her, kick off right back to the kids, HARD!

I can't wait for you to shut me up
And make me hip like badass
I can't wait for you to shut me up
Shut it up
I can't wait for you to shut me up
And make me hip like badass
I can't wait for you to shut me up

Shut it up

Some of the dodge balls that hit the kids have knocked them, out!

Zim: KEEP FIRING! ATTACK! FIRE AT WILL!

Will: BUT I'M ON YOUR TEAM!

Zim: No, not you! I mean keep firing at Gaz!

Will: oh, ok. (Then a ball from Gaz knocks out Will!) OUCH!

The bass, the rock
The mic, the treble

I like my coffee black
Just like my metal


The bass, the rock
The mic, the treble

I like my coffee black
Just like my metal

The kids grab some balls, and throw it Gaz! Three balls head to her from three different directions, as Gaz leaps to the side and spin. She grabs two of the balls in midair and throws them back, hitting two other kids!

Chica (leaping up and cheering!): WOOOOO! (WHISTLING) Mata los, hija'!

Gaz leans back doing the matrix as four balls, in fast speed, head for her direction!

Gaz stood back and there is a murderous glint in her eye. Gaz grabs one ball. She uses that as a shield, as balls try to strike her left and right.

I can't wait for you to knock me up
In a minute, minute
In a fucking minute

Zim (screaming at the kids on the top of his lungs): YOU EARTH FOOL WORMS! GET HER! GET HER! CAN'T YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT!

Yet more and more kids get knocked out, unconscious to the rest of the game. Each one shamefully put out like a candle. Zim's team starts dwindling, little by little all thanks to Gaz.

One ball hits the Gym teacher's head knocking out his brain-controlling cap!

Gym Teacher (looking bewildered): What? What's happening? What's going on? Where am I? OH MY GOD! MY GYM!

BONK! Another ball strikes the Gym teacher! The Gym teacher is knocked out!

Some kids try to retreat from Gaz, but no one escapes Gaz's wrath! She takes no prisoners!

I can't wait for you to knock me up
In a minute, minute
In a second

BONK! BONK! BONK! BONK! BONK! BONK! BONK! BONK! BONK! BONK! BONK! BONK! BONK! BONK! BONK! BONK! BONK! BONK!

Zim looks at awe at Gaz's prowess, as she is doing amazing Matrix moves, each spin, kick, hit, and dodge appearing like a strange dance to Zim.

I can't wait for you to shut me up
And make me hip like badass
I can't wait for you to shut me up
Shut it up
I can't wait for you to shut me up
And make me hip like badass
I can't wait for you to shut me up

Shut it up

I don't find it funny right now (right now)
Just want my ma-ma-ma-money right now (now)
I'm on my way to the party right now (right now)
I don't find it funny right now (right now)
Just want my ma-ma-ma-money right now (now)
I'm on my way to the party right now (right now)
Because the break, the break, the break

I can't wait for you to shut me up

And make me hip like bad ass


I can't wait for you to shut me up

Shut it up

I can't wait for you to shut me up

And make me hip like bad ass

I can't wait for you to shut me up

Shut it up

Zim can only stand back and witness it, as she became like a warrior goddess in battle. A deadly ballet, for Zim! Zim could feel the fire in his belly aflame, and his squiggly spooch, throb and pulsate to Gaz.

The balls strike hard on the kids on Zim's team to the point where now there was just a few stragglers left.

I can't wait for you to shut me up

And make me hip like bad ass

I can't wait for you to shut me up

Shut it up

Zim (whispering to himself in awe): Zim must have her.

Zim approaches towards Gaz, despite the dodge balls whizzing by him as he continues to get closer. He could only focus on her! Each ball zip by in mere centimeters from him, yet he continues onward.

Gaz spotting Zim heading towards her, a ball hurls right at him from Gaz! Zim takes a casually side step and it knocks the kid right behind him!
Gaz stares right at Zim as he approaches, and without looking at the other kids, she catches a ball on her hands, and threw it back to the only remaining kids beside Zim!

Gaz: I saved the best for last for you Zim!

Gaz takes a ball that was rolling at her feet, and holds it out in front of him!

Gaz: What do I get if I win, Zim?

There is a tense moment between as they stare at each other's eyes. Some of kids start to rise and gain consciousness. Slowly and painfully, they crawl away from the little violet girl wonder. Then they pass out, again.

Zim: If you win Little Gaz, is the privilege to being Zim's!

Gaz: No! I will just settle for your beaten body at my feet.

With that, Gaz throws it hard and furiously at Zim! The ball catching fire as it approaches Zim. Zim just stood there grinning evilly at Gaz, never taking his eyes from her.

Then Zim raises his claw...

BOOOOOOOM!

Gaz shields her eyes from the bright force of the impact!

Gaz (thinking to herself): That ought to show him!

When Gaz looks up, she gapes to see, Zim still standing there! He is staring right at her... with the ball aflame, caught right at his claw!

His eyes are ablaze as he steps closer to Gaz.

Zim: I see my plan, worked.

Gaz: Baka iwanai-deyo! Your team is all out! You lose Zim.

Zim: But I did not little Gaz. You're not ignoring Zim anymore...

Gaz: ...?

Gaz trembles with a furious force! Her aura aflame, her small form! Her eyes blaze like twin stars...

Gaz: Chikusho!

Gaz fists clench tightly as her small nails dig into her palms! Drops of a dark black blood drip from her fists...

The balls scattered around, start to shiver and tremble... then rise up in the air all by themselves. Then start spinning in place. Zim looks to the side at the balls spinning about on their own. Zim's evil smile does not falter. They all rise overhead of Gaz. All aiming right at Zim! Gaz starts to rise up in the air also, high into the air, foreshadowing Zim. Her face livid and sweat trickling down her cheeks, and tears glint in her eyes.
The balls float about her, in a strange halo. The balls rotating around her as if a strange solar system to which Gaz is the sun. Strange winds howl around her, whipping her hair about. The strange avenging angel looking at its potential victim.

Gaz: You should run...

Zim shakes his head no and as a gesture of his arrogance, he crosses his arms. His eyes staring right at hers...

Zim: You know, Little Demon Seed, your actually visually appealing when you're angry.

In a flash, the balls propel right at Zim! Zim only grins at Gaz... She is so perfect... and delectable.

Zim looks right at the balls heading right at him.

They all froze in place, inches from Zim! A trickle of sweat drips from his forehead, as he finally takes his eyes off Gaz and to the spinning balls beside him, then returns his gaze to Gaz. Gaz grits her teeth as she fights Zim with her mind trying to push the balls with all her might.
Zim raises a brow as the balls start vibrating and approaches Zim slowly. Zim grits his teeth and pushes back with his own thoughts. Both pushing each other by telekinesis! The dodge balls vibrate and hum, until...

POP! POP! POP! POP! POP! POP! POP! POP! POP!

Each one, burst under such terrible force from each side...
Gaz starts to tremble and then a trickle of blood drip from her nose. Her face changes from livid to one of pain... she wavers.

Zim looks up, his grinning arrogance changes to curiosity and concern...
Gaz rolls her head back and closes her eyes, and faints... the blaze around her snuff out, and the balls fall to the ground...
Her small form falls from the air. Zim runs up and stretches out his arms. Zim catches the falling angel.

Zim cradles her small form, and ripping the shirt of an unconscious kid, he wipes the blood from her nose, and dabs at the sweat on her brow. He tosses aside the rag and rocks her gently. Her small face looking peaceful in deep sleep. She snuggles in her sleep into Zim's chest. Zim smiles back at her a bit. He walks out of the gym with Gaz in his arms.

One of the girls that were on the bleachers came out from under the bleachers they were hiding in, after the balls were being thrown in every direction.
Zim walks by the Gym Teacher, as the Gym teacher is snoozing on the floor.

Chica: Hey, loco kid... Who won?

Zim turns a bit to the girl at the bleachers.

Zim: …?

After a moment of silence. Zim turns his back to the girls at the bleachers. The exit doors open on their own.

Zim: Zim won... and you all lost.

With that, Zim exits the gym with Gaz still in his arms... into the darkness outside.

A church bell rings outside…

RUSH "Witch Hunt"

The night is black
Without a moon
The air is thick and still
The vigilantes gather on
The lonely torch lit hill
Features distorted in the flickering light
The faces are twisted and grotesque
Silent and stern in the sweltering night
The mob moves like demons possessed
Quiet in conscience, calm in their right
Confident their ways are best
The righteous rise
With burning eyes
Of hatred and ill-will
Madmen fed on fear and lies
To beat and burn and kill
They say there are strangers who threaten us
In our immigrants and infidels
They say there is strangeness too dangerous
In our theaters and bookstore shelves
That those who know what's best for us
Must rise and save us from ourselves
Quick to judge
Quick to anger
Slow to understand
Ignorance and prejudice
And fear walk hand in hand...

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A/N

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So what do think? I said that I might have Zim won. I guess just not the way expected huh? Zim is getting very spooky… Everybody's getting ready for Halloween I guess. Zim now has Gaz in his clutches. Well, that seems like a turn of events. Wonder how Gaz is going to get through this one. Well, I guess I will have to think of something… All reviews are welcomed and will be eaten up like a soul! MWAHAHAHA!