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Invader Zim is not owned by me.

A Revelation of Good and Evil

By Gaz

Chapter 3

Old Enemies, New Allies

He sat in the cell, worried. What would they do to him? More importantly, his father. He wanted to cry; to scream, to ask for help, but, that was childish. If he wanted to survive this, he would have to be strong. His entire family might have been dead. He wanted something, something; a hint, that his father and sister were okay. His father had been taken toa seperate cell. He knew that they didn't want him. They wanted his father. He wasa world-famous scientist. They usually lived short lives, didn't they?

He shifted himself to the cold metal floor, and decided to go to sleep.

Mabye, and hopefuly, this was all just a nightmare; a bad dream; in his head...

She sat on the couch in Zim's living room, tapping her fingers on the arm. She was in a state of shock because of A, her house was blown up, B; her father and brother were kidnapped...or, abducted made more sense, C; she had become an alien herself, and D; Dib would be pissed. D wasn't really shock, it was just a prediction of sorts.

She felt something bounce next to her. She looked over and saw a tiny robot with turquoise eyes, turning the large TV (which would be any man's,orherdream come true) on. The screen showed a demonic-looking monkey doing...demonic monkey things, that is, if demonic monkies had a hobby other than the monkies you see at shelters watching TV.

Laughter filled the room as the insane robot begain to laugh.

"What is sofunny?"she said sternly.

"Eh he he he!The scary monkey is HI-LAR-I-OUS!" he replied, hopping ontothe floor. "Do you like PIZZA?"

"I...I guess," she said, thinking of her throat melting from the chemical reaction. She then decided to change her answer, "I used to."

Used to. Those words rang in her head. She wasn't going to be like this forever! I'm not! I'm not, I'm not, I'm not! The mere thought of her being an Irken forever made her cringe. Without warning, she felt the antennae upon her head being pulled. "Get...OFF!" she pulled the slave off and threw him towards the kitchen, hitting Zim as he entered. Both topeled over. Her antennae flattened, again. It was really annoying her now.

"Stupid human!" he yelled at her.

"It's your stupid robot, Zim."

"DO NOT INTERUPT ZIM!"

"Asshole," she muttered softly.

"Are you ready?"

She stood up, "if we must..."

"Do you want to save your idiot of a brother or not?"

Her antennae twitched. She grabbed them, "if they keep on doing this, I swear I'm going to go insane."

"It's normal for Irkens to do that," Zim stated. "Now, would you like to learn about the race you now belong to?"

"I'm not going to be like this forever," she said darkly.

"Hopefully not."

She rolled her eyes. "Fine then talk away," she hissed.

"If you are a normal Irken, like my scans show, you must adapt, alot. First of all, water burns your skin, unlike the filthy humans who bathe in it. Also, some kinds of meat burn too, so stay away. You must wear your disguise at all times outside this base-"

"And what if I don't?" she interupted.

"Did you believe in what you filth call, aliens, before I came?" he asked.

"Hell no."

"Then I suggust you don't blow our cover."

"Our cover? We're not doing ANYTHING! You're the one bent on world domination, not me, and I AM NOT SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE THIS!" she yelled.

His eyes narrowed, "let's just move on to a more important subject; your PAK."

"And that's important...how?" she said.

"If your PAK is removed, you will die in ten minutes," Zim told her.

Her antennae rose in suprise, and she grabbed them again.She growled. "This is freaking annoying."

"I wouldn't want to deaf and not be able to smell if I were you..." he trailed off.

"I hate this."

"You'll get used to it. Now, your PAK has several functions. One," four spider legs shot out of his PAK, and rose him high off the ground, "are these. They increase your speed, and should let you be able to climb some walls safely.

"Now," the spider legs shot back into his PAK, "you try. It's thought activated."

She slowly stood up, wondering why she was doing this. She shut hereyes, spider legs...thingy. Open? She thought. Quickly, she felt four etxra limbs shoot out. She felt complete control over them. She decided to open her eyes. He was below her, staring up, looking impressed. Um...deactivate? she thought again.

Thunk.

She hit the ground hard, and she fell over. A groan escaped her lips as she stood up.

"Ready for the next one?"

"Fine."

Hours passed. He taught her the basic functions of her PAK, such as lazers, her hollographic disguise, actually walk using her spider legs, and do many other things. He was weirdly, a great teacher. What he taught was detailed, very detailed. She soon forgot the fact she was a different species, and that Dib would be very pissed.

She gazed out the window, "shouldn't we leave now? Dad and Dib could be dead by now."

He shifted his gaze to her, "I suppose...GIR!"

The little android zoomed over to his master's side, and saluted. His eye's flashed a blood red color, "Yes my master?"

"Come on, we're leaving."

His eyes went back to their normal turquoise color, "YEEEAH! We're gonna go...SOMEWHERE!

He turned to her. She was sitting by the window, gazing at herself. He couldn't understand why she didn't like it! She was no longer a human, and if she was to be any other species, Irken was surely the best. A sigh escaped her lips.

"I'm trying to contact the Tallest, but I can't for some reason," he said, breaking the silence.

"They probably hate you."

"Nonsense!"

She continued to look at the billions of stars, and he went back to piloting. He looked back at her. Stop doing that Zim...

Her antennae perked up, "hey...what's that?"

He looked out, "oh it's just the MASSIVE? How can it be this close to Earth?"

"Incase you were wondering Zim," she begain, "we've been in space for hours And what exactly is the Massive?

"The big...Irken...ship...thing."

"That's very descriptive, Zim," Gaz said sarcastacally.

Zim smiled, "the Tallest will be pleased to see me in person!'

She laughed, "I'm sure they will."

A tall Irken with crimson eyes sat, tapping his two fingers uncontrollably on the arm of his chair.

"GOD I AM SO BORED!" the other Irken next to him, with violet eyes.

"Shut up Purple!" he hissed.

The Irken identified as Pruple frowned, "wellRed,what do you expect us to do?"

"I dunno," Red said, annoyed, "we can always check in on an Invader..."

"My Tallest!"

They both groaned.

"What Zim...? WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?" Red yelled.

"In person too!" his partner said, mouth agape.

"HELLO!" his stupid robot screamed loud enough to blow up the Massive.

"What a pleasure it is to see you again!" the happy Irken exclaimed.

"And what a pain it is to see you...again," said Purple, narrowing his eyes and gritting his teeth. Another Irkenstepped out of the shadows. "Hey Red..." he muttered, nudging his partner and pointing to her, "who's that?"

Red chuckled and muttered back, "well Purple, we'll just have to find it shall we?"

"Excuse me, My Tallest?"

Both Tallest gazed up at the small Irken, then pointed to the female, "you. Who are you?"

Her antennae rose, "oh...erm..."

Zim jumped in front of her, "this is...this is..."

A had wrapped around his neck. "Can't...breathe..." he whimpered. She threw him aside.

"I'm Gaz," she spoke.

Her mind was searching for ideas. She knew that one of the Tallest were eventually going to ask a question relating to her past.

"Are you an Invader?" ask the Tallest with red eyes.

She shook her head, "no."

The crimson-eyed Tallest turned to Zim, "you mean to tell us that you had another Irken right in front of you all this time, and you didn't even bother telling us?"

The purple-eyed Tallest sniggered. When he caught her gaze of confusion, a look of seriousness spread across his face, "um...how exactly did you two...meet?"

A beep mentally went off in her head.

Her lips formed into a small smile, "well, abouttwoyearsago, my ship got sucked into the planet, which I was later to learn was called Earth's atmosphere. I eventually learned to blend in as a...human, and figure a way to get back. Then, I met Zim.

I saw his ship land, and I sought to investigate. He told me that you sent him to free the planet of its," she cleared her throat, then in a deep, insane voice she said, "human filth," she changed her voice back to normal. "We then decided to work together, on a plot to rid the planet of its human filth. Finally, I found one weakness of the planet; health care. Starting an epidemic of a disease of which they do not know how to treat would kill millions a day. The disease we were thinking of was-"

"Shmeelops!" interrupted Zim. She gave a quick sigh of relief.

Purple gulped down an Irken soda, "I had Shmeelops once," he gritted his teeth, "not a pretty sight."

Red's antennae rose, "why didn't they deactivate you?"

"It was treated soon enough."

"Oh."

"Anyways," Zim continued, "the citizens of Earth wouldn't know how to react to the sudden plauge, and we were going to test it on...two humans we captured-"

"Which are gone," said Gaz.

"They were taken by a group known as the Resisty," finished Zim.

"The Resisty?" she muttered.

Zim pushed a button on his PAK, and it opened up. He pulled out the small screen that the abducters used to leave the message. He turned it over to reveal in smudged black letters:

THE RESISTY WAS HERE

FEAR US!

Red sighed, "what do you want?"

Zim smiled, "the location of all the Vortian escape pods."

Suddenly, both Tallest burst into laughter, "I remember that! It was all...Zim's fault."

They gave Zim a deadly glare. "Here, just take it!" Red threw a disc at Zim. It smacked into his head, but he caught it.

"Yeah," Purple pressed a button, "and a partner to help you...blow up the Vortians."

"Okay! Thank you!" Zim said smiling. He waited, and waited, as if he was wishing a farewell from the leaders.

"Well? Are you leaving or not?" Purple asked, annoyed.

Gaz walked over to Zim, grabbed him by the shirt colar and left.

One of Red's antennae rose up, "hey Purple...there's something different about that Gaz person..."

"I know."

The both silently walked towards the area where the Voot Cruiser was. She ocasianllylooked over at Zim, who looked uneasy. She didn't ask him. She didn't want to make him even more pissed. But...why?

They eventually made their way to where the Docking Bay was located. Millions of Irken workers marched around the area. She wondered why they were so...protective.

Suddenly, Zim let out a huge gasp.

"What?" she muttered.

He pointed to his Voot Cruiser. Her antennae rose up and she gasped. Leaning onto the ship was-Tak!

Her thoughts were soon coated with anger as she realized why she was an Irken. She stormed towards the MacMeaties robber.

"What the Hell are you doing here?" she yelled.

One of Tak's antennae rose, "do I know you?"

"Yes, youfuckingBitch! YOU ARE THE REASON I'M LIKE THIS!" yelled Gaz, causing several workers to look at her.

Tak blinked a few times, then said, "I really don't know you..."

She growled, and activated her 'disguise'. Tak's vibrant purple eyes widened. "You? Are you really...? Is that-"

Her disguise deactivated, and in a quiet, but angry voice, said, "I was shot...because of you. Because of you, I was turned into...this."

"Oh, I was wondering where you went after being shot..."

"Ha HEM!"

They both looked over at Zim, who climbed into the Cruiser. "Let's just go, shall we?"

Her antennae flattened, "fine."

They soon left the Massive, and Gaz could hear (strangly) the cheers of millions of Irkens; most likely because Zim left. They had tried out the disc, but they were suprised to see that most of the ships were all scattered, so finding the ship Dib and her father were on would be merely impossible.

"GAH! This is so annoying!" yelled Zim, kicking the control pannel.

An idea sprouted in her head. "Hey Zim? Does this thing have a basic memory card placement...thing?"

"You mean..." he pointed to a small slot, "here?"

"Yes," she manouvered over to the slot, pulled off her skull necklace, and placed it into the slot. "Our father implanted tracking devices into items me and Dib wear everyday. For me, it's this necklace. For Dib, it's a small attachment in his glasses."

A map appeared onto the main screen of the Voot Cruiser, and two dots appeared; one saying 'DIB', and the other one saying, 'MEMBRANE'.

"Contact, Dib," she stated clearly.

"It only obeys-"

"Hello?"

Zim gasped. Squiggily waves, indicating sound appeared.

"Dib?" asked Gaz.

"...Gaz?"

He gaped in thin air. His sister, presumed dead, was calling him? He pulled off his glasses, "Gaz, you're alive?"

"What do you think?" another voice rang in.

"TAK?"

"Just skip the greetings Dib," said Gaz. "Where did the Resisty take you?"

"I don't know! All I saw was...metal...and blue lights..."

"Zim's mapping you're exact location as we speak. We're coming, Dib."

"Done," Zim's voice indicated.

"Ohh...Okay...but wait!"

"What Dib?"

"Gaz..." he begain. "Be careful."

Sorry. These chapters'll take a while to get typed. I'm starting a Sorcer's Stone chapter tonight. Look for it!

-Gaz The allmighty Ruler of your filthy human heads (formerly vanillasidhe)