A/N: I'd just like to say that this is the story I'm mostly going to be working on. Just a comment! Also, if you're stupid and haven't noticed by now, in this fic Katrina is an annoying bitch that likes to cause misery to her daughter and random people she hates. I hope you enjoy this chapter.

The escape pod I was in was going so fast that I thought I was going to get sucked in a wormhole. (Ships are sucked into wormholes when they go too fast) I typed in a few things on my pad, and my screen showed Katrina's 'personal' ship speeding toward mine. I didn't think she'd follow me, I thought to myself chuckling a bit. I guessed she wouldn't care about me running away and never coming back.

ON DIRT

Zeka quickly ran through the large amounts of trash and broken ships through Dirt. It was such a huge wasteland, that it would take Katrina years to find her. For such a small size, Zeka could run extremely fast.

Eventally, she found a ditch and quickly slid in. It was a very tiny cavern that would only fit her. There was a small bar of light shining in her dark green eyes. Zeka closed then and listened, her anntena perked up as high as they could go. (Hers were much longer than a normal Irken's)

Footsteps. Zeka could hear gaurds with heavy armor pass by, weapons in hand. Some were yelling the Irken language toward their mates, and others were blasting piles of garbage. Suddenly, she heard her mother's shreiking voice.

"Are you done yet! It's not that hard to find a little undergrown shrimp!"

Zeka quickly opened her eyes and saw Katrina's green hovering shoes through the patch of light. Another pair of feet, possibly a guard, was right in front of her. "We can't find your daughter, My Tallest." He said in a rather scared voice.

"WADDYA MEAN you can't find her! You're probaly just not looking hard enough! For the love of Irk what do you think I pay you for!" (Told ya she was a bitch)

The guard dug his left foot into the moulded sand. (Can sand mold?) "We've looked everywhere," He said quickly. Zeka could tell it was a lie. You couldn't search a huge planet like this in just a few minutes, let alone looking in every possible crack.

Katrina moaned, "Dammit. Okay, just go on the ship."

"But what about y-"

"I didn't tell you to question me! GET ON THE FUCKING SHIP!"

The guard quickly ran past her, as the others did, startled a bit. Zeka wondered why Katrina would stay behind. She would soon find out.

Before Zeka could move, two fingers came into the ditch and grabbed onto her antenna, roughly pulling her out cutting her left cheek.

Zeka gasped in horror. Her mother was holding her by the anntena still, her eyes narrowing in anger and twitching slighty. "You must be completely stupid to think," She said coldly, "That I couldn't see you."

"Let me go," Zeka muttered quietly, wincing in pain as blood dribbled down her face. Katrina chuckled at this respone. "Not likely," She said in her icy voice again. She put Zeka down, then thrusted her only daughter by the neck, holding her up so their eyes were equel. She smirked as Zeka tried to sqerm away. "You just never give up," She said calmy. "Just like your fool of a father."

Katrina did have a husband once. No one really knew what happened to him. Usually, when someone pisses her off, they end up 'disappearing'. Zeka could barley remember him, but he was at least kind to her, unlike this bitch.

As Katrina ranted on about her father being stupid and such, Zeka tried not to listen. She notied Katrina barley blinked.

"-Damn stupid, too! Do you know how many fucking years it took him to tell me that-"

Here we go again, Zeka thought and rolled her eyes. Katrina noticed her daughter wasn't listening.

"DAMN IT!" She shouted, her grip tighting on Zeka's throat. "You'll always stay the same!" She kept sqeezing tighter and tighter until Zeka could barley breath. What the hell is she trying to do, kill me!

Without thinking, one of her anntena quickly shot up and whipped Katrina in the eye. The female Tallest dropped Zeka quickly, rubbing her eye and groaning in pain. A guard ran up to her. He was going to grab Katrina and escort her to the voot, when she waved him off.

"YOU IDIOT! SHE'S OVER THERE, THE LITTLE WRENCH WHIPPED ME! GET HER, DAMMIT!" (If I killed Katrina now, the story would suck -- I just wanna kill her SO BAD!)

Zeka ran through the massive stacks of shit again, this time about a dozen guards chasing her with electrical slave-weapons in their hands. She quickly slid onto a metal platform. Unlike all the others things on Dirt, this place was…. Unharmed and clean. Zeka saw a small red button by her foot. Full of curiosity, she pressed it.

A/N: Sorry for such a horrible chapter! Gir's gonna be in the next one…