Insane

"Talking"

'Thinking'

Stressed
Diestel had been wandering the many hallways of Irk. Gir had led him in circles with insane stories. Diestel's eyes narrowed and he felt his anger growing; his worry was driving him mad. He had did a dance and found that Gir had no real information. It crushed his hope of finding his Tallest faster. Diestel had decided to wander in hopes of stumbling upon some clue.

"Four days," Diestel whispered in despair.

His thistle eyes dulled a bit and he blinked. He hoped that nothing had happened to Gaz. A loud crash caught his attention and he heard a snap. Diestel blinked again and ran over to the door from where the noise had come. He leaned against the wall and he looked around the corner. Zim was hovering above an Irken. His crimson eyes were dull, filled with rage. A long skinny finger was pointing at the Irken.

"How dare you?" Zim hissed.

"B-but my Tallest!" The Irken protested, stumbling over his words from fear.

"Trying to say I did away with my co-Tallest is heresy!" Zim growled.

"But Tallest Gaz has been missing for many days!" The Irken shouted as he got to his feet.

"GUARDS!" Zim shouted.

Diestel ran to the shadows and watched as two Royal Guards floated into the room. They dragged the Irken out of the conference room. Diestel's brow ridge lowered as he watched the Irken scream about insane Tallest.

"Deactivate him!" Zim screamed..

Diestel could hear Zim's laughter travel out of the room and through the halls. His antennae flattened to his skull in anger. Diestel could fell his fists clench, his claws dug into his palms. He growled and ran from the shadows and into the room Zim occupied.

"ZIM!" Diestel shouted.

He could hear Zim growl as he quickly turned around. Zim showed all of his zipper teeth as he began to cruelly smile. Diestel frowned and his antennae twitched.

"I'm going to kill you for hurting her!" Diestel shouted.

"How dare you address me with such disrespect?" Zim angrily growled.

"How dare you hurt her?" Diestel shouted back.

"She was just a filthy human!" Zim shouted.

"I'm going to kill you!" Diestel shouted.

Zim went to call for the guards, but Diestel had lunged and knocked him to the floor. His claws went for Zim's eyes. His own thistle eyes were filled with rage. Zim quickly caught his wrists and chuckled as he held Diestel inches from his face. He squeezed the wrists and tossed the Irken off of him. Diestel rolled to his feet and kept his gaze on Zim.

"All for a human," Zim mocked. "I don't need a human because Irken is the only purity."

"I would do anything for Tallest Gaz," Diestel firmly stated.

Zim laughed at this and Diestel frowned. He lunged for Zim again and used his short stature to his advantage. He feigned an attack and quickly ran around Zim. His claws quickly attached to Zim's PAK and pulled. Zim growled and grabbed the Irken by his antennae. He tossed him into the wall and shook a fist at him. Zim quickly floated over to Diestel and picked him up by his antennae. Diestel ignored the pain and tried to claw at Zim, he was only getting air.

"Pitiful," Zim spat.

"You're the one that brought her here!" Diestel shouted.

Zim's features went blank before he began to scowl. Diestel watched as Zim's eyes bulged. He dropped the Irken to the floor and quickly took a step back.

"Gaz!" Zim growled. "What are you doing here?"

Diestel quickly rolled over to where Zim was talking. He saw nothing, but the room.

"No Gaz!" Zim suddenly shouted. Diestel turned back to Zim and saw that his eyes were wide with worry.

"I never meant it!"

'He's mad,' Diestel thought.

Zim shook his hands and approached the empty area. His hands reached out as if to hold someone by the shoulders. He quickly embraced the empty space and than stepped back in shock.

"What are you saying?" Zim suddenly asked.

Diestel stood up and noticed an opportunity to grab his PAK.

"It's because of that pathetic guard!" Zim suddenly growled. "I knew it was his fault!"

Diestel lunged and was shocked when Zim caught him in midair by his head. His eyes were even darker. He squeezed Diestel's head with a growl.

"You took her away!" Zim growled.

"You're mad!" Diestel shouted.

Zim growled and spun around. He flung Diestel into the wall and watched as the wall crumbled. Diestel vanished down a vent. His scream was heard as Zim remained still. Zim grabbed his head and began to claw temples.

"Gaz?" Zim questioned as he looked around the room.

He could have sworn he saw her. Zim ran his claws down the side of his face before he blinked again. His eyes dulled and he turned his gaze to the window. He quickly floated out of his room forgetting about Diestel and Gaz.


Gaz badly wished she could get out of her straps and beat these Irkens to an inch of their lives. Ayra glared at her as he spread her legs. She tried to close her legs, but found that the straps were too confining.

"You sick freak!" Gaz spat.

Ayra's pale brown eyes glared at her and he picked up the piece of metal as he cruelly smiled. Gaz's scowl darkened and she struggled even more against her bounds. She watched as he pushed back the sheets removing any decency she had left.

"I would kill your smeets, but the Dok finds them important" Ayra grumbled.

"You nothing but a defective!" Gaz hissed.

Ayra laughed and shook his head. His laughter stopped and he quickly pushed the piece of metal into her. Her eyes widened and she gritted her teeth together as she felt water leak out of her. Ayra chuckled again and set the metal aside.

"I was going to give you medication when we induced your labor…but I figured you're a tough girl," Ayra mocked.

Gaz pushed her head against the metal and tried to steady her breathing. She could fell his gloved covered hands prying at her. Her eyes slammed shut as she refused to cry. She didn't want to give birth with psycho Irkens around in some dark room strapped to a table.

"Dok told me to induce labor…he didn't say how or if he wanted you alive," Ayra calmly said with a hint of glee.

Gaz could feel dread overcoming her. She guessed she would never see her smeets. She bit her lower lip and knew that this was the life she had not wanted. Gaz silently wished that she would be able to hold her children.

Ayra chucked again and she felt him jam something into her. She gasped and her eyes widened as she felt him stretching her open. Her claws dug into the straps that held her down. She tore at them wishing to be free. A click was heard and she screamed as she was forcefully stretched.

"This may hurt," Ayra mocked. "You know you have to fit these smeets out of you."

Gaz didn't care anymore…she screamed and she screamed loud. Ayra laughed and quickly brought the lights around so he could see. She tried to thrash her arms and that's when she felt him reach.

"If you push…I want have to rip them out," Ayra replied.

She slammed her eyes shut and pushed out of instinct. Gaz could hear him muttering things as he reached inside. She hated this. Gaz could feel the tears building up and she choked back a sob.

"Got the freak," Ayra shouted with relief. "And the freak is a girl!"

She pushed and could feel her body trying to fix the pain she feltthe smeet left her body. Ayra grinned and placed the smeet into a small basket. Gaz's face was flushed, but she was relieved when she heard a cry echo in the darkness.

"One more and hopefully you die," Ayra sang.

Gaz pushed again trying to cling onto life. Her vision was blurring and the pain was causing her to go numb. She knew that she was losing too much blood. She could feel something inside her rip and she grimaced with another scream. Gaz could feel him pulling the other smeet from within her out. She grimaced and went limp as it left her body.

"It's a boy," Ayra stated with a grin.

She could hear another cry echo in the darkness and she tried to raise her head to look at them. Gaz screamed as she felt him pull the clamps that held her open out from her body. He walked around her and undid the straps knowing that she was too weak to do anything. Ayra looked over at her before he scoffed and picked up the baskets containing the smeets.

"No," Gaz weakly whispered as she raised a hand for them knowing that she could not reach them. "Let me…see them."

Ayra raised an eyebrow at her and shook his head. He made his way toward the door. He stopped when he heard a scream. His brown eyes traveled to the ceiling vents and he jumped away when Diestel fell from the vent. His metallic legs shot out if is PAK and lessoned his fall. He landed on his feet and blinked his eyes.

"Diestel," Gaz whispered.

He glared at Ayra and his eyes widened when he saw Gaz. She was uncovered and laying bloody on the table. Her skin was pale, tears lined her face, and she looked close to death. Diestel turned his gaze back to Ayra and his eyes lowered to the two baskets. He felt his anger flare again.

"You're too late," Ayra replied.

Diestel didn't speak. He quickly charged Ayra without a care. Ayra cursed and set the smeets down. He knew that if anything happened to them Dok would kill him. He tackled Diestel back and was shocked. Diestel had managed to dig his hands into his sides. Ayra cursed and tried to pull away. He screamed as Diestel gripped his ribs. Diestel picked the alien up and swung him into the wall without releasing him.

"You'll pay for what you're doing!" Diestel hissed.

Ayra growled and quickly swiped his claws. They dug into Diestel's face leaving a trail of three scratches. Diestel hissed in pain and quickly threw Ayra to the ground and jumped away. He reached into his belt and pulled out his weapon. It grew into the familiar spork shape and charged.

"Ayra, you are sentenced to deactivation," Diestel darkly said as his blood ran down his face.

"By whose order?" Ayra mocked.

Diestel didn't bother to speak again. He was sick of everything that was happening. Diestel jumped at Ayra and brought his weapon down. Ayra's eyes widened in fear and he rolled out of way leaving a trail of blood. Diestel's weapon emitted a charge that sparked against the cement. He quickly charged again and swung the weapon around. The butt of his weapon hit Ayra in his face. Diestel quickly pulled back and slammed into Ayra's gut.

Ayra growled and pulled away from it. His stomach bled as he tried to look for a way out. Diestel noticed this and scowled. His legs extended from his PAK and he used them to quickly move around Ayra. The wounds Ayra had received were slowing him. Diestel jammed his weapon into Ayra's PAK and charged. Ayra cursed as he felt the charge surge throughout his PAK. His eyes went dull and Diestel dropped the weapon and Ayra's shell to the floor. He quickly ran over to Gaz.

"My Tallest," Diestel whispered as he took her hand.

"Smeets," Gaz whispered.

His brow ridged lowered in confusion. Diestel turned to where she weakly pointed and his eyes widened. He didn't understand how he hadn'y managed to hear the crying. It bounced off the walls. He looked to her and than to the baskets. Diestel quickly stood up and fetched the baskets. He brought them over to her and took them within his arms. His eyes widened as she pushed herself up. He could see her sweating and grimacing from the pain.

"My…"

"Gaz," she snapped.

"Gaz…you need to rest," Diestel softly said.

Gaz gave him a sorrowful look and sighed. He offered her the first smeet and she weakly smiled as she took the naked child within her arms. Her amber eyes widened in surprise and she held it to her body. It was the girl that she held. She had a small amount of violet hair upon her head. Her skin was pale, but her crimson eyes were human looking and had pupils. Gaz watched as two slightly curled and small antennae perked up at her. Gaz ran her fingers over the skin and found it was more human like. She even had a bellybutton. The baby cooed and Gaz sniffled a bit.

"Do you have a name?" Diestel softly asked as he switched smeets.

Gaz nodded, but didn't reply as she took the other child. Her amber eyes studied him a bit more. He had more of the Irken features, though he did have a bellybutton like his twin. His skin color reminded her of Zim's own color. His eyes though were strange for an Irken or human. Gaz assumed that his eyes were a dark shade orange because of her eye color and Zim's. Gaz gave the child a last hug and sighed as Diestel took him from her arms.

"Gaz?" Diestel questioned.

"He's Zig and she's Zag," Gaz firmly said even though her voice was cracking.

Diestel raised and antenna at the name but just smiled at her. He placed the smeets within the basket and moved to help Gaz up. Gaz pushed his help away from her but grabbed the front of his shirt. She pulled him close so she wouldn't strain her voice anymore.

"Send them to Zeta," Gaz whispered.

"Zeta?" Diestel questioned.

Gaz nodded and replied, "Zim can't have them…save them…I trust you."

Diestel looked to her and watched as she lay back down. His hands clenched at his side and he frowned at this. He got the feeling that she wanted him to leave her here.

"Leave me…I want them safe," Gaz softly said.

Diestel picked up the baskets and gave her a firm nod. He watched as she waved him over again. He leaned over her and she smiled as she wrapped an arm around his neck and gave him a hug.

"You go to Zeta too…Dib will know," Gaz whispered as she closed her eyes and fell back.

Diestel nodded not liking what he felt within himself. He knew he wanted to stay next to her, but the cooing of the babies brought him from that. The legs from his PAK extended raising him off the floor. His eyes looked to the vents and knew that would be safe traveling. He looked to Gaz one last time with a look of regret.

"Yes…Gaz," Diestel replied before his legs pushed him to the vents and he vanished within the darkness.


Gaz watched as he vanished and sadly smiled. She could trust him to get her children to safety. Gaz pulled her smock down and pushed herself up. She pushed herself to her feet and fell to her knees. The blood hit the floor and she knew she would bleed to death. Gaz gripped the metal that Ayra had used to burst her water. She tightly gripped that and began to crawl toward the door. Gaz's dark stare pierced the darkness and she used a wall to stand to her feet with the bar in her grip. Blood dripped down her legs and she leaned against the wall. She felt bad for making Diestel leave, but she had promised to kill Dok. Gaz looked toward the vent knowing that she could have lived, but she wanted to make sure that nothing threatened her children's future lives. Gaz heard a whistling and tightened her grip on the bar.
Author's Note

I like the Red storyline better too...sigh...I'm writing the ending as I update. I plan to end it real soon and only a few original characters survive...I could list them off...but I think not.

Please review and I will edit these later...