(Thank you one and all for the reviews, even though it was only one of you…Yes! I fixed the typo in the last chapter…eh heh heh… didn't mean to do that…and I didn't mean you in particular, Andalitebandit-6, I was just saying that in general…But on with the story! This chapter is gonna be a little on the weird side, one of those WTF? Chapters….hope you can follow without getting too confused…)

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Zim was working on something in one of the bases many rooms, working on a piece of machinery. He was working merrily away when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around the see Dib standing in the doorway.

"What do you want, stink beast?" asked Zim, neglecting his tinkering.

"I came here…" said Dib, walking towards Zim, "To see you…"

Eh? What's wrong with you?" said Zim utterly confused, placing a hand on his gun holster just in case.

"Nothing's wrong with me, Zim." said Dib, slowly coming closer to Zim's side of the room. "Can't I come to see you without a reason?"

Zim quickly pulled his gun out of its holster and pointed it at Dib. What the hell is wrong with the human? This isn't his natural state, could he be sick? "Stay back. Stay back or I'll shoot!"

"You wouldn't so that," said Dib, "I know you wouldn't." Dib was still coming closer to Zim, making him uncomfortable.

"I'm warning you…" said Zim, faltering a little at the last comment. What's he talking about, me not being about to shoot him? As Dib got closer and closer to Zim, Zim's gun hand started to quiver a bit. Pretty soon, Dib was almost face to face with Zim.

"Then shoot me…" said Dib slyly, his face right in front of Zim's now. Zim could fee his heart pounding and his squeedly-spooch feeling like it had a bunch of those hideous earth butterfly insects inside it. Zim could feel his face flushing and he felt alone…maybe even a little afraid. His mind was racing with disjointed thoughts, he could feel Dib's hot breath on his lips. Dib then smiled what must have been the most sexy smile you ever did see. Zim's gun hand fell limp to the side of his body, but he didn't let go of it.

"D-Dib…" is all Zim managed to say before Dib went down and kissed Zim right on the lips. That is when the gun dropped to the floor with a clank. Zim had no idea what to think, his mind went completely blank. His eyes widened so you could see a true beauty of ruby red in them. His antenna perked up, more in surprise than anything. He could feel the human's arms wrapping around him, but he couldn't get his body to move or do what he wanted it to. Why was the human doing this? Why could he not bring himself to move? He was pressed against the computer behind him, and he could feel Dib's warm body against his. His legs felt like jelly and he was surprised he didn't just collapse. The human was now forcing his soft tong into Zim's mouth. This surprised Zim to say in the least, and he tried to pull away, but it was futile.

Dib finally pulled away and went to Zim's antenna, whispering warm air, "How do you like me now?"

Zim could feel his face flush again as his antenna tingled with pleasure. 'This…this can't happen…this can't be…' he thought. He twitched as Dib licked and nibbled at his neck. Goose bump crawled up and down his body. What was happening to him? Why was just letting this happen to him? Could he be brain washed? Dib was now running his hands down Zim's sides to his hips, then around to his ass.

"Well, Zim? How do you like it?" cooed Dib one again, his hands going dangerously close to Zim's nether regions.

Zim's eyes popped open, his heart was still beating hard and fast, and his breathing was slightly labored. He looked around at his surroundings, disoriented. Everyone was still sleeping peacefully, oblivious to Zim's violent awakening. (Had you all going there for a moment didn't I?)

"It…It was all a dream…just a dream…" he said softly. 'Next time I'll remember to shoot first, ask questions later…' he thought. He then began to think about the whole thing. 'Why did I let him do that? Why didn't I retaliate? Why did he do that in the first place?'

Sometime during their slumber, Dib had rolled over and now had his arm draped over Zim. Zim now became aware of this fact. He nudged Dib with his elbow, "Wake up, stink beast…" Dib continued to sleep happily. Zim nudged harder, "Wake up!" he hissed, and when Dib still refused to awaken, Zim turned and shoved him out of the hammock. Dib flopped onto the floor like a wet noodle, still refusing to come out of unconsciousness. "Stupid earth pig…" growled Zim under his breath. He rolled over and went back to sleep.

Zim fell back asleep in no time and found himself in the same dream he had just had, in the beginning al least…(Woo! Another dream sequence because I can't think of anything else to write about!)

"Zim…" said a voice behind him. He turned around and discovered Dib. Zim quickly went for his gun and pointed it at Dib.

"What do you want?" Zim growled, annoyed.

"I…want…" said Dib, walking towards Zim, "I want you."

Zim snickered. "You can't fool me this time, human." He sneered, not backing down, confidant in his stance.

"But, it's no joke…" said Dib again, a small hint of desperation in his voice.

"I'm not falling for it again, Dib stink." said Zim, gun still pointed at Dib, "Take another step and I'll shoot."

"I don't believe you'd do that," said Dib, taking another step towards Zim.

"Wrong move!" said Zim, shooting Dib on the spot. Dib stopped and put a hand over his stomach, then lifted his hand to eye level. It was covered in tainted ruby red blood, which now started to drip onto the floor from his wound. He looked up at Zim with tears in his eyes, that tugged at Zim's heartstrings. Dib's mouth moved, but no sound came out, but Zim could tell what he was trying to say: 'Why?' By now, he was coughing up blood and had collapsed to the floor.

Zim couldn't understand why he felt grief and remorse for the human after he had shot him. This just made Zim frustrated and angry. He put his gun back in its holster and walked over to Dib. He kneeled next to glowered. The human was still alive, but he was on his last legs. Zim pulled Dib's torso slightly off the ground by his trench coat.

"Why? Why do I feel sorry for your pathetic ass? Tell me, human, what did you do to make me feel like this?" Zim yelled and tried to keep himself from shaking the dieing Dib.

Dib just smiled and mouthed one word before his went limp and he passed. 'Love…'

This time, Zim awoke with a jolt as someone touched his shoulder. He rested his forehead in the palm of his hand and tried to regain his composure.

"You ok?" asked Alter Zim.

"Eh? Yeah…just a nightmare…" he sighed. He had so many thoughts running through his mind he wasn't sure if this was real, or if he was just dreaming again.

Alter Zim nodded in sympathy. "I understand. Come, breakfast is ready downstairs." He headed for the door then paused. "This nightmare you had, do you think it was a premonition?"

"No!" Zim coughed out. 'Hell if I really know…I'm just glad it didn't really happen…' Dammit! There he goes showing concern for the human filth again…

"Think about it over breakfast, I'm sure an answer will come to you." And with that, Alter Zim descended the stairs, out of sight.

Zim then stared into nothingness. He briefly touched his lips, remembering his first dream. The human's lips were soft and warm. From what he knew of the human culture, something like that was used to show affection. This only brought up more questions in Zim's mind. Without realizing it, he had gotten up and descended the stairs and went to the kitchen. He could smell a sweet aroma he was quite familiar with.

Gir noticed Zim and cried for happiness in that insane high-pitched voice he's known for. "Hiya, Master! I is makin' WAFFLES!"

Zim then had a stack of the golden-brown fluffiness that are waffles shoved in his face. He took the plate, and went to the table that the others were sitting at.

Alter Dib and Alter Zim had already finished, while Kumi and Dib were just starting on theirs. Zim glared at Dib for what had happened last night. Dib just looked back with a confused face.

"Wha'd I do now?" Dib questioned. 'Aw hell, what did I do last night…It must have been bad if he's scowling like that…' Dib became nervous and was worried that he might have…done something…while he was dreaming. (Feel free to let your little perverted minds wander.)

Zim just narrowed his eyes and sat at the table. He began eating his waffles in silence. This just made Dib squirm, trying to figure out what he did, not to mention he hated silence.

Alter Dib could relate to this, he knew something was up. He tried to think of something to break the silence with, but nothing came to mind. Kumi and Alter Zim were perfectly content with the silence, it was a nice change for them. But soon it would all go back to normal.

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A streak of blue seemed to be jumping from roof top to roof top, and when there was a large gap between them, it would stretch its wings and glide to the next one. It soon stopped on a building close to, but far enough away to not be detected, where the group was residing. A clear glimpse of the creature could now be seen in the soft morning light.

This being was very similar in look to 325, only it had a blue tone of skin and a double crest son the top of his head. It had two eyebrow crests instead of one over each eye and two under each eye. It also had medium sized horns on its head. The gem in the center of it'd forehead was in more of an angular shape, diamond cut, (If you've ever seen or played the Sims, it's in the shape of that green thing that hovers over their heads.) and a golden color. It wings rested close to its body and were definitely full enough to carry its weight. Its tail broke into two segments near the end, and twitched around enthusiastically. Its clothing was tattered and torn where large spikes came out of its skin, and at the base and hems of the clothing itself. It didn't look as taken care of as 325's, like he had to make the clothes himself out of scraps. Yes, this being was the experiment 732.

732 kept low as not to be detected, and wrapped his wings around himself like a shoal or a cape. His silver eyes surveying the area for activity.

'Are you sure this is their last known location?' said 732 mentally back to Evil Dib.

'Positive, keep a low profile and don't get detected. If you do, you know the drill.' came the reply.

732 ducked down quickly as 325 looked in his general direction. 732 purred in disgust slightly as 325 looked away. 'Such and idiot,'732 thought to himself. 'The Black Clad one should have killed you when you were still a young chick…'

Evil Dib walked briskly to the labs where Evil gir was. He passed many scientists and researchers, human, demon, and Irken alike. Each and everyone cleared the way and gave him plenty of space. He finally came to one lab and went in. He found his sir unit monitoring some computer screens. Next to them was a giant tank-like container, but it didn't have and water in it, and it was dimly lit.

"How is the research progress going?" asked Evil Dib.

"Excellent, my master!" said Evil gir, saluting.

Evil Dib smirked at what was inside of the tank, "I'm very glad I didn't kill you once you were captured." All he got in return was a glare from a pair of ruby red eyes. "Aw, did I upset you?" Evil Dib mocked in a sickeningly sweet voice.

"You won't get away with this…" hissed whatever was in the tank, "When I get out of here…"

"You'll what?" said Evil Dib, "You can't get out of there, its Irken proof. And even if you did, you can't do much without your precious pod. You know just as well as I do that if you leave that cell, you'll die a slow, painful death…" a vicious smirk crossed his twisted face. "Actually, that might be a good idea. Just try and escape, see if I care."

The red eyes just narrowed and moved to an empty tank across the lab. "What did you do with him?" came another hiss.

"Who? Your former partner? He's been relocated." said Evil Dib with a sneer.

"You tell me what you did with him right now!" demanded the Irken, banging on the Irken-proof plexy glass, now completely visible. It was none other than the Tallest Red. (Betcha you thought it was another Zim, huh?) "You sick son of a bitch, you tell me where he is right now!"

Evil Dib just chuckled at Red's demands. "You would like that wouldn't you!" he decided to humor Red and tell him. "I've sent him to the testing lab. I'm just running some diagnostics on his body. I'm not planning on dissect him any time soon." He said, punching in a few buttons. Dissection. Autopsy. That brought back some memories. He suddenly felt very tired for some odd reason. He turned to his small metal partner. "Watch over Red until I return, and when they bring Purple back…allow them to be placed in the same tank…"

"Master?" questioned the sir.

"Just do it!" he retorted and stormed off towards his quarters. When he entered his room, he plopped himself on his bed and stared at the ceiling. He was bewildered by his sudden fit of generosity. Things used to be so simple, so easy. Why did things have to be so hard and complicated? Why couldn't things just go back to the way they were? Some emotion crossed his stone-like, cybernetic face. His features had softened, despite the fact that half of his face was made of metal. He felt himself becoming more and more drowsy, memories of long past washing over him. He rolled over onto his side and curled up somewhat. Sorrow, regret, remorse and a broken soul of a man was reflected in his one good eye before he closed it.

"Zim…" was the last thing he said before he lost consciousness.

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(Ok! another chapter has come and gone. But there are more to come. I'm already typing up chapter 9 as I speak and after that, I HAVE NO FRIGGIN CLUE! So, if you can think of anything, let me know. The next chapter is gonna be all about Evil Dib. And nothing really happenes with all the other people...so any ideas you may have, I an very open to and desperate for. Any way, I hope you liked this chapter!)