Disclaimer: Stella: That pathetic piece of slime Nikki owns nothing...except us. Man, how did that happen?
TOPWLA: Um, okay, that'll do. Well, as I said last chapter, the next few chapters are gonna be pretty violent. Don't read if you have problems with violence, you pansy. But, then again, I probably shouldn't be worried, since most of you probably read JTHM. So...woot, or something!
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Zim had been worried about Sypha ever since last week. She seemed fine, but the problem was that she no longer showed him any affection. She treated him as Zim intended her to act, like a partner in an important mission. That was a definite sign that something was wrong.
Ms. Bitters had been teaching the class about human biology the past two weeks. This was very helpful to Zim, because now he would know which organ to scream if he ever got hit with a kickball again. Sypha never really paid attention, though. In fact, she didn't seem to care at all about skool anymore. Whenever Zim tried to ask her why or convince her otherwise, she would either ignore him or answer grimly, "Why should I?"
Today, though, Ms. Bitters was giving out a quiz on the major organs. Dib, of course, was still absent. It seemed that Sypha had really taken care of him.
Ms. Bitters began passing out the quizzes while saying, "You better hope you can remember your own organs. Someday you'll have to get surgery on one, and you'll need to know which one, otherwise you can end up with a missing liver and a bad kidney."
Zim easily knew most of the answers, but he could tell Sypha was having some trouble. After all, she slept through most of the lessons. She just guessed every answer, hoping that she would be right.
The next day (because the author couldn't think of anything to fill this time with), Ms. Bitters passed back the graded tests.
She stood in front of Sypha's desk. "Sypha," she said. "Your test was...pathetic. The organ that is used for breathing isn't the pancreas. And your appendix doesn't pump blood throughout your body. You poor, doomed child. You don't even know your own organs." She placed Sypha's test on her desk. It showed that every answer she gave was wrong.
Jessica began to laugh. "Hey Sypha, I bet you can't name the biggest part of your body!"
Sypha turned around, eyes dark red. "That depends, what is it?"
"Oh, you don't know?" Jessica smirked. "It's your gaping vagina!" Her and a few other girls began to pretend to cough the word "slut", and everyone in the class burst laughing. Sypha clenched her fists and snarled as her eyes turned black. Zim looked at her, growing more and more worried.
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That afternoon, Sypha threw open the door to the base as Zim reluctantly followed. She punched the wall and screamed in a rage. "FUCKING SKOOL!!!!!! Why the hell would I need to know about the human body?! Have the stuff they teach us, we'll never use again!" She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. "And those little shit-brained worms..." Zim noticed that her fist was now on fire and gulped.
"Uh, Sypha, it's not the big a deal." he said. "It's nothing really new. They do that kind of stuff to me all the time."
Sypha turned to him. "All the time? And you haven't done anything about it yet?"
Zim looked confused. "Well, what am I supposed to do?"
Sypha rolled her eyes. "My god, you're hopeless!" she muttered as she shoved past him in order to go down to the kitchen. She found Mary Annette and Gir seated at the table sharing a taco. "Mary Annette!"
Mary Annette turned away from Gir and the taco and appeared before her master. But instead of saluting, she took a Sailor Moon pose.
"Come with me to the lab, and bring your disguise." Sypha ordered. Mary Annette fetched her disguise from another room and followed Sypha.
Gir frowned. "Aww...Mary Annette had to go away." He turned back to his taco and instantly forgot his sadness with one bite.
Zim peered at the trash can. As usual, Sypha was up to something. But with her current mood, he decided to not try to find out.
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That night, as Zim and Sypha prepared to go to bed, Zim noticed that she was lying down on the floor. "You sure you wanna sleep there?" he asked.
"Of course." Sypha answered. "Where else am I supposed to sleep?"
Zim sighed and lied down. It wasn't long before Sypha sat back up and snuck behind him. Slowly, she took a small handkerchief out of her sleeve and moved it in front of his mouth. She pressed it against his mouth and held it there for a few moments. Then, once she was satisfied that the chemicals on the handkerchief had taken affect, she removed it and put it away.
She stepped outside their room and was met by Mary Annette wearing her disguise. "What do you want me to do, Master?"
Sypha turned toward the kitchen. "I'll set up everything in the lab. You go outside and find someone. Then, just do as I told you." Mary Annette saluted and went outside the base as Sypha went down to the basement.
Mary Annette stepped outside and looked around. She didn't see anyone yet. It took some time before she saw a car pull up one of the neighbors' driveway. She ran over and stood behind the car as a man came out.
The man heard her footsteps and turned around. "Who's there?" he asked.
Mary Annette jumped on top of his car to show herself. The man looked slightly relieved. "Oh, it's just a little girl."
She simply shook her head. "I'm not a little girl."
"What are you talking about?"
Her hand turned into a gun. "I'm going to kill you."
"What kind of joke is this?"
She pointed it at him. "Stand up and take it in the stomach."
"For Christ's sake, put that gun away!"
She fired only once, put her aim was a bit off, and it hit him in the leg. She immediately rushed to his side as he fell to the ground, screaming in pain. To silence him, she swung her gun at his head, knocking him unconscious.
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She dragged his body down to the lab, where Sypha stood by a table, waiting.
She beamed when she saw Mary Annette. "Ah, yes! You brought the test subject!"
Mary Annette placed him on the table. "Forgive me, Master, but I wasn't able to kill him."
"Oh, that's alright." Sypha reassured. "It'll make it all the more fun if he's alive." As she said this, she took out a scalpel, a couple of huge nails, and a tool made of metal wire attached to two small cylinders of wood.
The man began to open his eyes. "Hey, wh-who are you?" he asked, looking at Sypha. "Where am I?" He turned to Mary Annette and instantly recognized her. "You..."
"Oh my, awake already?" said Sypha. "Well, we'll have to make sure you don't try to run away." The man had just begun to slide off when she brought one of the gigantic nails through his arm and on the table, pinning it. She couldn't help but giggle as he screamed in pain. She then brought another through his other arm and thighs. He was pinned in an X formation across the table.
"Oh, I really don't want to hear you scream all through this. Mary Annette! Inject him!"
"Yes, Master." The robot grabbed a needle filled with a light blue liquid and inserted it in his neck. He could no longer utter a sound.
"That's better. It'll make this so much easier for me if you're silent." She looked over his terrified face with black eyes. "However, you're probably wondering why I need you. You see, I need to learn a little more about the human body. It'll probably help if I learn more about my enemy." She peered at him. "And no, I'm not human myself. I can tell you this because, unfortunately for you, you probably won't live through this." She grabbed the wire. "Well, let's begin with your limbs."
She placed the wire across the bottom of his ankle and slid it side to side while pulling upward. Soon, the wire began to go into his skin. It went deeper and deeper until his foot finally slid off.
"Hmm..." Sypha began to examine the inside of his leg. "Nope, nothing really special here. A pretty weak skeletal system, I'd say." She grabbed the scapel. "Now, for the organs."
She ripped open his shirt and pierced the blade through the top of his chest. As she slowly slid it down, she laughed at the sight of tears going down his cheeks. She pulled his chest cavity apart with almost a child-like glee. By this point, his ribs were destroyed. She could see the life in his eyes disappearing.
She searched through his organs, figuring out what was what and what its function was, all while Mary Annette stood aside, watching. "My god," said Sypha. "This is pathetic! You humans have absolutely no way of defending yourselves! Why hasn't Zim destroyed you yet!?"
Sypha turned in Mary Annette's direction. "You may leave. I no longer need your assistance." She bowed and headed towards the elevator.
When she reached the ground level, she only made a few steps before she was tackled to the ground by Gir. Before she could react, Gir peeled off her disguise. Her eyes flashed, and she returned to her usual stupid self.
"Ha, got ya Mary Annette!" Gir laughed.
However, she didn't respond. She just sat there, her eyes growing wider. She slowly began to realize what had happened in the lab. She shot an innocent man and handed him to Sypha, who did horrific things to him, all while she just watched. In fact, she helped bring on his painful demise. Tears slowly filled her eyes as she got in a fetal position.
"Mary Annette, what's wrong?" asked Gir. "Why are you so sad?"
She suddenly threw herself on him, crying into his chest. "It's all my fault..." she whispered. "It's all my fault..."
Gir had no idea what this was all about, but he hated seeing Mary Annette so upset. He gave her a hug. "Aww...don't cry, Mary Annette! 'S okay!"
It was then that the elevator doors opened. Both of the robots froze as Sypha came walking towards the hallway. She stopped in front of them and looked down. They could both see blood on her arms, shirt, and even her face. She bit the tip of her glove and slowly slid it off. After doing the same to the other glove, she continued into her room.
Moments of silence went by before Gir finally said something in a chilled tone. "What was all that red stuff on Miss Master?"
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Oh, I liked that chapter! laughs evilly. Wow, I've been updating a lot lately. I thought I should give Mary Annette a little of the spotlight this time. I don't think I give her enough attention. I'm soooo happy! I got the first two issues of Squee yesterday! Finally, I was getting kinda bored of my director's cut. Well, see ya when you're ready for more of my bloody-good fic!