Tak walked solemnly home. She was smart enough to reactivate her disguise and MiMi as well. She was too much into her stupor to notice a group of thugs following her. Perhaps she shouldn't have made her disguise so appealing to the males of this world, nor should she have set her base in the bad districts of the city.

MiMi was alerted by their presence and let out an electronic hiss as a warning. Tak turned back towards the thugs in time to see their large hands grab at her and thrust her against a wall. She let out a scream that was cut short by a large, filthy hand covering her mouth. MiMi attacked one of the thugs, scratching him in the face. She still stayed disguised. MiMi was kicked aside and crushed beneath one of the thug's boots. She could still function, but she wasn't at top efficiency anymore and was now useless in the fight.

Tak bit into the thug's hand and as soon as she got her mouth free called out to MiMi. "Get help!" She ordered before the hand was placed over her mouth again. She felt a glimmer of hope as the cat disappeared. She was dragged deeper into an alley by the thugs. Tak regained her confidence and used her Irken military training to attempt to break free.

She put her legs up and kicked out against one of the thugs, hearing a satisfying crack as he fell backwards. She then reeled her head backwards into the large man holding her. As soon as he let her go she dropkicked the third. Before she could run, however, the first had her by her legs and she tripped onto her back. The other thugs grabbed her arms.

The first thug began to spread her legs and was feeling her thighs. "We've got a good one, here!" He hollered. The other thugs howled as they turned their attention to Tak's midsection.

Tak was running out of time.

Dib was sitting at the swings in the park. How could Tak have betrayed him like that? Even more so than before? Now he was positive she was no good and his heart was broken double-over. First Zita broke up with him and now the girl he still had a crush on had hurt him three times over.

He sighed as he kicked back and forth slightly. And electronic meow caught his attention and he looked up to see a battered MiMi. Dib raised an eyebrow. "MiMi?" He began, but scowled, "Where's your master? Out gutting puppies or making someone else's life miserable?" MiMi shifted her form back into a SIR where the damage was more noticeable. She had a cracked torso and a broken lens. "Mistress Tak is in danger. She requested I find help." MiMi explained in her electronic and guttural tone.

"Trouble?" Dib asked in surprise, "She's an elite Irken, don't you think she can handle herself?" Dib asked. "We were taken by surprise," MiMi said, "I was damaged and she was restrained by a group of older males, possibly members of one of the street gangs in the city."

Dib sat up. Male street gangers restraining Tak? Tak did have a very appealing disguise… "Where exactly was this?" Dib asked.

MiMi led the way to the alley where Tak was losing her fight. Her holographic technology could simulate images that could be felt as well. As a result her holographic hair was being gripped viciously as some of her clothing was being ripped off. It wasn't much, but it was enough to expose her bra. How she would murder these humans if she could just get out of the grip they held on her.

She closed her eyes and prepared for it to just happen. She'd never actually physically mated before and she wasn't quite sure if human anatomy would match up with hers. It seemed a little odd, but if MiMi couldn't get help than she might as well just let it happen.

She heard the sound of something hard hit bone and felt the grip on her legs loosen and give away. Her leggings were torn as she noticed when she opened her eyes, but she was more focused on the young man who had come to save her.

The first thug prepared to fight Dib off, but Dib was too quick and agile, dancing out of the man's grip and knocking him cold with a heavy boot to the face. The second let go of Tak's hand and charged Dib with a pocket knife. Dib instinctively grabbed the man's wrist, twisted it, bringing him to his knees and than brought his knee to the thug's face.

The third thug also charged Dib, but Dib merely roundhouse-kicked him, sending him into the side of an adjacent dumpster. Tak sat, stunned at what she had just seen. Dib had not only come to rescue her, he had effectively beaten the shit out of three thugs who had subdued her. Her! An Irken warrior and most feared warrior in the universe!

Dib approached her and her other emotions caught up with her as she realized there were tears strolling down her face. Guilt, fear, depression, gratitude and… and love, all manifesting itself in tears. Tak finally broke down and began to cry as Dib approached.

Dib hated to see her like this. She was sitting, curled up and crying with such force that she trembled. It was like watching a scared child weep, but Dib felt for this child. He approached her as MiMi began electronically purring in cat form and twirling herself around Tak's legs in an attempt to cheer his mistress up. Dib removed his coat and placed it around Tak's shoulders. The gesture began to calm her down. Dib lightly hugged the coat around Tak with a gentle hug of his own and Tak gripped his arms forcefully as her breathing steadied and her eyes began to dry. She had no intention of letting him go. Not again.

Chapter 9 Completed, please R&R.

Well, looks like things might work out after all.