Present time, Zim's POV

I faltered in my words, stammering a managing to utter nothing but incomprehensible gibberish. How did she get back here? Why was she hear? I mean, it was obvious she would want her revenge, but how did she manage to survive without anything to go back to. Surely the tallest would have resented her for failing her mission to take earth from me, and the rest of the galaxy isn't to keen on helping Irkens, given our position in power. There would have been nowhere for her to turn, she SHOULD have died off.

Yet here she was, alive and prospering and simmering with a hateful passion. Tik was the first to speak. "What are you doing here? How did you find me!?" He shouted, stiffening himself into a defensive position. Tak, after a short pause turned her glare from me to the indigo eyed Irken next me, acknowledging his existence finally. "It's nice to see you, brother."

Brother.

"And you as well, my dear sweet sister." Tak continued, glancing at Tenn and snickering.

SISTER.

How. Did you. Find me?" Tik demanded again, moving a few inches closer. Tak chuckled, softly at first, but soon she had erupted into high pitched cackles and sadistic uproars of laughter. She steadied herself, taking deep breaths and smoothing herself out. "Oh, brother, you are never going to believe this." Tak snapped her fingers, and MIMI darted back into my 'Kitchen', then drug a wounded, half conscious, green eyed female into view. Tik stepped forward in shock, gasping in horror. "Lizz!" His fear quickly turned into rage, and he leaped towards Tak with a thunderous battle cry.

Tak held her hand forward, palm towards him, and he stopped midair. He floated there in immobility, and glanced around in confusion, struggling to move. "Wha-… What is this?" He demanded. Tak flicked her finger back and forth, like a clock and uttered a triumphant "Ah-Ah-Ah~!" She pulled her hand back, bending her elbow a little, and then thrust her arm forward. Tik shot backwards, tumbling towards us and crashing into Dib. The two of them groaned, Dib quickly pushing Tik off of him, and they stood. Gaz raised her energy pistol and fired a trio of bolts. But Tak smiled, quickly waving her hand in front of herself and making the bolts dissipate like smoke in a gust of wind.

He made a 'come here' motion with her finger, the gun pulling itself form Gaz's hand, and then closed her fist to crush the weapon into a ball of metal and sparks. Gaz stood there, shocked, just staring at her now empty hands. Tenn coughed in pain. "That's a lot-" She coughed again, drops of blood flying from her lips. "That's a lot more power than you used to have, Sister…" She stated, panting heavily and beginning to droop around GIR's shoulder. Tak smiled, joyed to have her power noted and her ego sustained. "You haven't even seen the half of it!"

Her smile quickly faded, and she snarled threateningly. "Now down to business." She reached down, stroking MIMI's back lovingly before wrapping her hand around both of Lizz's antenna. She yanked the green eyed female to her feet, and Lizz screamed in tortured pain, standing against her will. Tik roared in protest and loving defense, trying again to leap towards Tak, but he was stopped by an invisible wall. "I swear to The Tallest, Tik, I will kill you if you hurt her anymore!" Lizz gave Tik a pained looked, smiling even through the agony. "It's okay, my love. You know I'm strong, I'll be fine." Tak silenced her with a vicious smack, knocking her free from her grasp and to the ground.

Tik pounded his fists against the wall that held him, bearing his teeth and screaming through them, tears welling up in his eyes. "Stop! Sister, please STOP!" He begged, falling to his knees and dragging his hands down the psychic wall in despair. He begged softly in between sobs, as Lizz slowly dragged herself to him. She reached out, her hand hitting the wall, and Tik put his hand against hers. He couldn't do this, actually, as their hands floated mere inches apart by the divider of cruel fate. Tak scoffed, as Lizz was pulled away by unseeable hands, and lifted to Tak's side. "Quit your groveling and stand up, you pitiful whelp." She ordered.

Tik stood, backing away and rejoining us, glaring at Tak with a fury that rivaled even some of Gaz's most ferocious moments. "What do you want, Tak?" I asked, the two of us making eye contact. She shrugged, making a motion as if saying 'isn't it obvious?' "Why, I want my revenge of course!" She exclaimed happily, and reached behind her back. "And of course, that means…" She revealed a knife, curved and dotted with traditional Irken script. "Your death." She sighed, as if this were something that didn't mean much, and twirled the blade between her fingers. "Shall we begin? MIMI, Disable the SIR."

The black cat at Tak's feet suddenly shot towards GIR, my eyes weren't fast enough to keep up with it before it was on his shoulders and digging its claws into GIR's metal neck. Bolts of electricity shot up and down GIR's body, and he shouted in artificial pain, the sound of his voice warping and auto tuning, losing quality and sounding pixilated. He dropped, Tenn along with him, and she yelped in pain as she landed on her bad side. "GIR! NO!" I yelled, reaching for hi as though it would do any good. "ZIM!" I heard Gaz shout, and turned my head right as Tak pounced onto me. I was thrown to the floor, her on top straddling my waist, and she brought her knife into the sky. "I exact my REVENGE!" She screamed, her voice obnoxiously high pitched.

Gaz, to Taks' great dismay and my own great relief, was upon us in seconds, bringing her foot up and masterfully judo-kicking Tak right in the jaw. She was flung off me, and I rolled onto my stomach. I pushed myself up off the floor, desperately glancing around for my carbine, but I didn't have time as Tak was already sprinting for Gaz's defenseless form. Defenseless, however, is not a correct term. Before Tak could come within range, Gaz had swept her legs out from underneath her, dropping her to the ground and placing a solid punch directly between the Irkens breasts, knocking the wind from her lungs. Tak, recovering quickly, used her psychic powers to fling Gaz across the room, and stood. Tik came barreling towards her from her left, screaming, but his luck with her wasn't very good. Her abilities came twice fold for him, sending him slamming into one of my walls, shattering the artificial wood and leaving a deep physical dent.

Tak turned back to Gaz, who had managed to shake herself to her feet. I saw my carbine and scrambled for it as Tak rocketed towards Gaz, laughing maniacally. I dived for the weapon, bringing it to bare and taking a shot towards the Irken female. She noticed, stopping to block it, before turning back to Gaz. I had bought her enough time to regain her bearings and Tak had turned her head right into the speeding fist of the purple haired human. She spun, catching herself and swiping the knife at Gaz in a desperate attempt. Gaz sucked her stomach in, hopping backwards and managed to avoid the deadly blade. She brought her fist upwards into Taks' stomach, lifting her an inch off the ground, and stepped back in preparation for another swipe of the blade.

Dib, however, had a different plan. While Tak was dazed from the blow to her stomach, he tackled her to the ground and knocked the knife from her grip. It clattered only a few inches away, and the two forms wrestled with each other. Tak screeched in defiance, bringing her claws around and raking them across Dibs cheek. "Augh!" Dig shouted, falling off of Tak and holding his face. Tak crawled for her knife, but it was just outside her reach when Dib was on her back again. She rolled over underneath him, punching at his gut and face, as Dib blocked as many blows as he could. She rolled him onto his back, crawling over him and stretching her arm towards her blade.

Dib pulled her back. "Not today you-" He was cut off when the point of her blade drove itself through his neck.

"NO!" Gaz screamed, the color draining from her face as she watched in horror while her brother started to bleed. Tak ripped the knife from the human boys neck, crimson liquid spurted from the wound, and his hands flew up to the waterfall of blood. Tak rose from him, her face spotted with the humans life sustaining liquid. Tak, the maniacal psychopath she is, laughed and brought the dripping red blade to her mouth. Her segmented tongue slithered out from between her lips and licked away a bit of Dib's blood. "Tastes like… Copper." She mumbled sweetly, and then threw her head back in a fit of joyous laughter.

She stepped away and watched as Tenn clawed her way to Dib's writhing form, holding her hands over his, trying to keep the wound from bleeding to much. Her hands were slick with red in seconds and the blood kept flowing. She started to cry, her eyes searching his face for any sign of hope or reassurance. She found none. His eyes met hers, and she could see how terrified he was. He was young, he didn't want to die, he had so much to live for. Gaz dropped down on the other side of him, her hands floating above him, unsure of what to do. He gargled on blood, coughing and spitting the liquid across his chest, the air wheezing through the slit in his throat, only a tiny amount of oxygen making it to his lungs. He looked to his sister for comfort, knowing there was nothing to be done now.

He reached out with a bloody, trembling hand and held her cheek. Her skin was stained crimson but she paid no attention to the mess and held her brothers hand against her face. For the first time I had ever seen, Gaz let tears fall from her eyes. "Please, Dib, no. Please god don't go! Don't leave me here!" She leaned leaned forward and let out a long, loud, screaming cry. "PLEASE DON'T DIE BIG BROTHER!" I couldn't move. Couldn't walk over to hold her and comfort her and hush her, and her brother, as his life slipped away with each passing second. The only thing I could do was stand there and feel the burn of tears in my own eyes. I couldn't let any fall, though. I had to be strong. For Dib.

Gaz sobbed loudly, uttering a string of denials and threats to the Grim Reaper. Death was an unstoppable force, however, and no amount of tears or curses could change that. Dibs hand began to fall away from Gaz's face, and she held it tighter and cried out again. "PLEASE! DIB PLEASE NO!" She fell forward, releasing his hand and burying her face into his blood soaked shirt. "PLEASE DON'T GO. PLEASE!" She cried long and hard into his chest, and he turned his paling face to Tenn. She shook her head in uncertainty, stroking his hair and matting it with blood. She pressed her forehead against his, sobbing softly. She was a soldier, much better trained at keeping in her emotions than Gaz.

Gaz continued to scream and cry into Dibs shirt. Her whole body shook with each wail, and her fingers were laced up in Dib's shirt. Her face was buried deep into the fabric but it didn't help to muffle her deafening sorrow. My own despair, my own sadness, became a raging inferno of hatred and murderous content, as I turned towards Tak. She was leaning up against a wall, admiring her handiwork with a sickening smile.

The only thought that ran through my head was 'KILL HER'

I walked towards her, which became a jog, which broke into a full on sprint. I screamed furiously, and she turned her head towards me with little care. I brought the energy carbine up, letting loose a hail of bolts, each one of them dissipating before coming within an inch of her. The gun broke apart in my hands, shattering into a million pieces but I cared not and continued my trek towards Tak. Suddenly I felt a powerful gust of psychic strength pushing me backwards. When I wasn't flung backwards like I should have been, Tak became worried.

I felt the pressure increase in weight, trying to keep me back, but it only slowed my journey as I powered through it. I felt stronger than I ever had before, as adrenaline and boiling fury coursed through my veins and pushed my onward. I leaned forward, leveraging myself against the tide of invisible water, and forced myself closer to Tak. The pressure increased even more and my feet dug into the floor, cracking the wood and splintering it beneath my feet as I continued to powerhouse myself towards my target. Tak had an honestly distressed look perched on her face, and both of her arms were extended towards me. With one final effort, she quelled with insatiable ferocity and managed to muster enough strength to force me backwards and away from her.

A thin trail of purple blood trickled from the metal tube attached to the side of her head, and she wiped it away while she panted in exhaustion. "I don't know how you did that, but I promise you won't be doing it again." She hissed, cracking her neck. She pulled her arms back, preparing for another psychic assault, when suddenly the door to my home exploded inwards in a shower of wooden splinters. A figure stepped through the doorway, and turned its head slowly across the entire room, taking everything in and wiggling her antennas, catching the scent of human blood but ignoring it, and the sound of a females crying.

Tak and I both stared at the female, our jaws practically hitting the floor. It was a figure we both knew, and were dumbfounded to see.

In my doorway stood… Tak?