Gaz found herself in a spot that had her looking down to strange sort of creatures. Some had eyes in their mouths. There was a weird slug-like creature that had a slow deep stupid voice. There was even a creature that looked like a deranged version of her. Watching her hop around, Gaz wondered if this was a mutated version of herself. If it was a failed experiment from her ex-father then she'll delight in watching it suffer.
"Now, now, daughter. You do know not to gnaw at the minions just yet until our master is done with them." Gaz's attention went to the familiar voice to see that it really wasn't the actual Professor Membrane, but a screwed up version of him.
The mutated Gaz threw the babyish looking thing across the room causing it to squeal and cry as it squeaked down the wall. Turning to her father, she stuck her tongue out to lick her teeth. "I'm bored and he's stupid."
"Just because he's stupid doesn't mean you should kill him unless you have permission." Mutated Membrane scorned lightly as he approached his daughter to pat her on the head. "I've always been so proud of you."
Gaz could fight them easily enough, but a mutated version of herself would be like coming across the younger version of herself. More violence then understanding. Peering around the room to find them closed in essentially, she lifted up her wrist remote to press in a sequence of numbers and letters in to signal that it was locked. She'll have to thank Gir later for accessing everything before hand. Bringing out a portable mask, she placed it on herself before pumping in the poison as the air sifted on.
Below, the smaller creatures began to suffer first as their eyes started to bulge out. The slug creature started to melt. The larger ones began to tumble down as they started to twitch leaving the only ones in there to be the mutated Gaz and Membrane versions. He started to cackle as he tried to open the door with the panel. Mutated Gaz looked around till she spotted the vent. Gaz knew what was about to happen as she moved away. No way she'll fight in an enclosed area. She wasn't afraid of the other version of herself, but she wasn't stupid.
Leaping up into the air, Mutated Gaz tore open the vent to crawl herself through. "You can't hide."
Tenn slashed across Skoodge's face to the point of exposing his own mandible. Stumbling backwards, Skoodge put his hand against his wound finding blood spewing out meaning she found one of the larger blood vessels.
"Nothing to say to that, Skoodge?" Hearing him swallow some blood that went inside his mouth, Tenn decided to go for the attack again. Some of her wounds were already healing up, but not the one to her leg just yet. Still she was able to move.
Skoodge squinted his eyes to her as he continued smelling and tasting some of his blood. It tasted acrid to him as he thought about another weapon to use against her when she moved quickly enough to lob off his own hand. The weapon he was about to use already popped out of his pak and fell to the floor where his lobbed off hand was.
Tenn cocked her head as she took a few steps back expecting him to extend his pak legs out. "I'm not crying right now, Skoodge. Want to take it all back what you said about me?"
Skoodge waved his stump towards her squirting her with some blood. "I want Irk to die."
"Why?"
"Why not?" Hearing his master screeching inside of his head, Skoodge felt his insides exploding. "Yunk... Nunh."
Tenn was watching Skoodge's eyes bulging and his green skin turning red. "What in the name of Irk is happening to you?"
Falling to his knees, Skoodge felt his nerves snapping and his squeedily spooch blowing up. "Kill her, Tenn. Doooooo it."
"Skoodge, who is doing this to you?"
"Puppet!" The name echoed through the place again.
Tenn opened her eyes up wide as her eye twitched at the edge. "Skoodge I want to save you." She felt helpless as she looked at her once comrade dying.
Skoodge won't hold out much longer. "I did this to get the better of the Tallests. The better of Zim. Tenn... Kill her. Leave me."
Seeing him bloating up, Tenn backed away to the door. First anger was replaced with pity as she watched him being tortured before her eyes. "I'll avenge you, Skoodge."
His hand extended out to her as he kneeled over as he squeaked out his last word to her prompting her to leave the room. On the other side of the door she heard his scream before an explosion was heard. She felt moisture lick the corner of her eyes.
"I'll avenge you." She whispered as she ran off.
Zim dropped down finding Gir making the filthiest mess around. While it was organic matter from other beings that he was thrashing. It reminded him of taco day when the living room in his old base was smattered with his debris. Feeling something wet splat against his cheek, Zim flicked it off in disgust.
"Food matter or organic matter? Both smell revolting." Feeling something hit him again, Zim took a step back. "Enjoying yourself, Gir?" He had to shout above Gir's carnage.
Stopping in the midst of his destruction, Gir's eyes flashed to cyan. "I'M HAVING A FINGER PAINTING CONTEST!" His tongue stuck out as he scratched his behind. "Wanna join?"
Lifting his gun up, Zim shot one dead as his hit its head. Watching the being fizzle away, Zim shook his head at his expecting minion. "Nah, I'm good. Continue playing with your new toys, Gir."
"OKEY DOKEY!" Gir screamed. Eyes turning red, he produced a saw blade from his head as laughter began to echo through the room.
Zim enjoyed having a fully functional SIR unit now. Feeling he had destruction of his own to cause, he turned to march off in confident strides. He of course had to make sure not to slip on any brain matter on the floor. Stepping out of the corridor, Zim heard some banging up ahead. He grinned knowing he will have fun soon enough.
Gaz's eyes took in this other version of herself. The drool that was pooling on the ground underneath her. Her claws. She wore the same dress she wore when she was nine. Gaz hardly ever got creeped out in her life, but this had her eye twitching.
"You enjoying what you are looking at?" The mutated Gaz asked. Her voice had the tone of sucking in her saliva as she spoke.
"You one of my father's failed experiment?"
She licked her teeth as her nails clicked together. Blood lust was completely soaked into her veins. "I want to have fun with you. I want to see what your insides look like." The mutation was in deep with her desire.
"Puppet!"
Gaz noticed how the mutation seemed to shrink back at the angry voice. "Let me guess, you aren't allowed to kill me."
That angered her other version. She hated following the rules so she took a step forward towards, Gaz. "Death will be welcoming for you." She promised as she produced a piece of candy to swallow.
"PUPPETTTTTTTTT!"
This time the anger reverberated through the room making Gaz throw out her hands to steady herself from the shaking. "And people thought I have a temper." She thought out loud.
The mutation hated the regulation as she looked to the ceiling. "I'm better than her." She argued to her so-called master. Hearing the massive screeching inside her head, she growled.
Not needing a much more angrier version of herself roaming around, Gaz quickly rushed her as she popped her vial open. Kicking her mouth open, Gaz landed on top of her other version to simply have her swallow the far more concentrated version of her poison down. The mutation tried to claw at her, but the spikes she activated at the bottom of her boots extended out to stomp down one hand while kicking the other away.
Moving off her, Gaz watched as the mutation flared and screamed. "Guess I'm better than you."
"NOOOOOOO!"
Watching the scene with some interest, Gaz never got this reaction from Iggins. It would of been nice if he did that when she killed him.
Dib had been ducking and dodging the many energy bolts coming from his father. While his father had some slashes on him now, Dib was the one tiring.
"Now come on son. Don't you want to stop this foolishness and join me in a quest for domination?" Membrane put his hands down to his side as he resumed a relaxed stance.
Dib scanned him unknowing all the things he had been doing all this time. "When have you been so interested in that?"
"Ha ha ha. Years son, years. Did you know that you were the only successful clone I produced?" Membrane studied his son's questioning expression. "Oh well of course you don't because I never told you. You stumbled on to your beginnings simply by accident. Oh my poor insane son."
"I'm not insane." Dib bit out. "How many others did you produce?"
"Fourty of you. One of Gaz. One of me. They are all here. That Gaz is truly destructive, but willing to please me. All my clone has to say is to give the order to kill and she does happily." Membrane smiled under his collar. "The successful clone of, Gaz is far more sophisticated."
"How is there a clone of you when I'm your clone?" Dib put his hand out to the side to make sense of the insanity of his life. "You have any clue how insane you are? You call me insane, but at least I don't fit the square peg into the round hole."
Waggling his finger in front of him, Membrane took in a sterner tone in his voice. "You are being rude now, son."
Dib groaned at his level of craziness. "I'm being rude? You put a chip and both me and Gaz. You know how insane that is? I'm not insane. You are!"
"You both talk too much." Gaz said from the far edge of the room. She entered in there while they were in the midst of speaking. "Also, Dib is correct. You are insane. You are rude. You are an asshole."
Dib smirked at his sisters remark as his father tensed. "I like your assessment, Gaz."
Membrane fired an electric bolt at her in an effort to quiet her up. Missing her an inch as she rolled away from the bolt, Dib glared at his so-called father as he went at him with his staff. Gaz seeing this decided to egg him on.
"I guess you aren't a puppet either. As for all those mutations, except for one of you, I had great pleasure in ending them all." She ducked away from another blast. Seeing Dib strike him in the shoulder, she smirked. "I'm still keeping my smeet. Dib will make a wonderful Uncle and Grandfather."
Hearing that last remark, Dib stabbed his father a bit too casually in the thigh. "I would say we will be the most dysfunctional family around, but with Zim being your mate and father of your child there, it will be pretty normal." Feeling his dad's hand connect to his arm he felt a current running through his nerves. "Nunh!"
Gaz had to aim perfectly when she launched an energy attack to her once fathers head to separate Dib from him. "End him, Dib. He's not our real dad." Gaz bided. She knew it will be tough on him, but Membrane was too power hungry.
Sweat was beading down him as he forced himself to recover from that attack, Dib looked at his once great father with pity. It was pity of so many wasted years of looking up to someone he considered amazing. He let out shuddered air from his lung. "You are a disappointment." He whispered as he had his staff stab him directly in the neck. Pulling it out quickly, he stabbed him in the heart. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he stepped back to find Gaz's small hands on his back. "How have you been able to deal with this?"
Gaz looked to the now dead form of Professor Membrane. "I was able to deal with it when it came to ending those who molested, raped, and killed innocent people. I wasn't able to do it in the beginning. Dib, he wouldn't stop if he wanted to mind control us both and kill my smeet."
"I know." Turning to face his sister, he spotted Zim and Tenn as they stood at the entrance. He saw blood on them making it known they have their share of battles. Spotting Gir looking like Carrie from that film, Dib looked to his sisters eyes as his hand reached up to cup her own cheek. "Let's get the bastard in charge."
Zim grinned loving the thought of more violence. "Oh and I killed a really strange version of your dad. He squealed like a pig."
"I know where their master is." Gir's deadly tone was back as he went back into the corridor.
Coming out of the room, Dib paused to glance over at his dead father. Feeling a kiss from Tenn on his cheek, he smiled before nodding signaling his readiness of their mission. Soon hey were running towards the room that Gir located after his carnage mission.
Running through a control room, they soon found themselves in a darkened space as two white eyes opened up in the darkness. They were bright and even though they held no pupils, they can sense the death involved. The familiar feeling.
"Puppets." It slithered as the lights slowly opened up to give way to the being in front of them.
Zim and Dib's eyes seemed to shrink as they took it all in. All the unanswered questions finally revealed.
"Ms Bitters?!" They both said in unison.
A/N: Thank you Ngrey for that idea. :) Had to cut this chapter short for my hand's sake. Thanks for the reviews. :) Also yeah I know about holes here.