Meanwhile..

Now

Their lips brushed, an eternal bond. Gaz loved this memory. He looked into her golden eyes and saw beauty. Trust. Passion. Love..

The night had fallen long after dinner, and Czen was locked in dream.

In the backdrop of the moon, she held Zai close, fingers combing through his hair. Starlight reflected darkly onto Gaz's ashen skin as they broke apart briefly. Gaz had loved him, and was broken now without him by her side. Now her was right there, looking at her, admiring her as she wrapped herself in his arms. She suddenly felt a jolt.

"I'm sor--"
She blinked, and her vision was replaced with a black wall.

"--ry? God, I woke up again."
She closed her eyes tighttly and sat up fully, clasping her bed sheets.

She couldn't surpress the memories now. She'd get frequent spells of paranoia now.

She sat at her laptop and decided that typing about Roz would take her mind off things.

"Once asleep, Roz's memories played. They serenaded her, and frightened her..."

Thys typing ritual contunued until 6:30, when Dib arrived home.
"Gaz! Lookit what I found!!"

He called. He was obviously extremly excited over something.

"Headless clooooown!!!"

Squeeked a higher pitched tone.

"Whoa, whoa...Wait a minute. Is that--"
She peered from her doorway.

"Gir?"

"HII!" The little andrioud squeeked.

"I luvded youuuu Spaaz!"

Meanwhile..Meanwhile..

Now

With ZIM...

Zim sat in his lab, Tak on transmission.

"Did you set up Crazy Joes' popcorn hut for drilling?" She hissed. Tak was like a snake now. Without caring for ZIM she had helped him. Take was about two feet taller now, and as dry humorwise as they come.

Zim nodded.

"Its all set."
Take allowed a maniac smile to pass her lips as the next words came;

"Perfect. Just..Perfect."

"Next thursday, our time will come! Ten years of gathering power from P.E.G! It is FAR more powerful than it was last I was there, Zim! Why, it would've taker you 20 yrs. if we hadn't frozen that stupid SIR unit of yours! I can taste the victory..And it tastes sweet."

Zim hung his head low.

"Yaah..."
He had frozen GIR in slorg jelly two years earlier to keep him from ruining his plans.
"What about Dib?" She hissed, eyes narrowing, "Is he still a threat?"
"Not latley," Zim said distantly, burrowing himself in thought.

"He's been preoccupied for weeks."

Tak sighed, smacking a gloved hand to her forhead.

"Holy Irk! And you haven't been monitering it?! It could be SEN!"

Zim began to laugh, dark and cruel.

"Oh, I doubt that. Not with the IIN spies. I've blocked his transmission signal."

Over the years, Tak had molded Zim to be just as cruel and cold as she was. He was just as perepared as Tak for the invasion, and more so determined. His mission was very boring without GIR, but he was irken and had a job to do, even if it was a lonley one. He turned away from the screen, scanning the base. 27 rooms, bigger than his last one, and far more efficient with Taks interaces.

Robot parents? Tak had dismissed that idea years ago. Holograms where far more effective. He'd gotten taller. Of course, when dib was 10 and ZIM was 42(Irken years), he'd had a height advantage. Now, he'd used the power of chemicals to temporarily beefit his mission. Tak had given him the technology for a holo disguise. Same as before---but diffrent hair, peach skin, and diffrent clothes. His disguise was now flawless, and slip ups rare.

"Go find out what he's doing. If its any threat, dispose of the distraction." With that, Tak cut the transmission, and ZIM was left alone with his thoughts.