I DON'T OWN INVADER ZIM

Warning: yaoi, boy x boy, violents, Mpreg, a bit of OCC, etc . . .

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

"Dib thinking"

"Zim thinking"

"Talking"

Chapter: "Pain and realization"

Dib awoke with his vision blurred, he groaned as he felt the tired-ness hit him like a title wave. He couldn't understand why he couldn't bring his hands down to nurse the wary-ness until he reluctantly shifted his head upwards and found that his hands were chained against the wall. His eyes widened as he realized that he was on his knees leaning forwards a bit, he looked around the cold unwelcoming room only to find darkness as his answer. His breath hitched as he remembered the events that happened yesterday. He began cursing in the air, so loud that anyone on the other side the world would be able to hear his cries. He let hot tears flood down his face as his thoughts filled only of images of his beloved, Zim.

"Why must fate be cruel to me? Why can't I just love him? Why can't we be left alone?"

He heard foots stepped in the darkness and a slight disgusting snicker could be heard along with the foot steps.

"I see that you're getting a bit emotional there son." Dr. Membrane remarked.

Dib hissed loudly, "You bastard. You son of a bitch, you said-"

"What?" Dr. Membrane interrupted as he turned the lights on, "Tell me exactly what I said, Dib."

Dib winched as the sudden bright neon lights hit his eyes, "Dib . . . I'm going to be the only one asking questions."

Dib snapped his head upward to face Dr. Membrane, "What do you mean?"

Dr. Membrane pushed a blue button and a burst of electricity ran through Dib in a quickly flash, leaving behind its burning and stinging sensation. He grunted loudly, refusing to let this sick man enjoy his screams and let his body lean forward limply.

"I said I'd be asking the questions." Dr. Membrane declared with a sick smirk, "Now . . . I want to know why you clones have this fascination over this Zim?"

Dib shuddered as he heard the unspoken vile thoughts that flooded through 's voice.

"He wants Zim? . . . over my dead body!"

Dib turned his head away from the insane man, keeping his lips sealed. He knew if he started back talking, he'd feel that pain again.

Dr. Membrane took a seat in front of Dib, crossing his legs as he stared down at him in a some what serious manner, "So . . . you're not going to tell me?"

Dib took a deep breath, readying himself for more bodily hurt, "You p-promised." Dib stuttered, unable to keep the pitch of his voice even, "You promised that you wouldn't do anything."

Dr. Membrane cupped Dib's chin, and forced him to look at him harshly, "Deep down you probably knew that I wouldn't own up to anything I've promised." He said as he gripped Dib's chin harder, "I can do this the easy way or the hard way."

Dib chuckled darkly, "Do what? Go into my memories? Or were you just bluffing?"

Dr. Membrane stared at him with an emotionless expression, he released Dib's chin and pressed the button multiple times.

The pain was unimaginable, the smell of burned skin itched at his nose, and every where on his body felt numb for an instance. Spit dripped out of his mouth as he leaned forward and took deep hurtful breaths, his whole body shuddered uncontrollable and he felt that his knees would shatter under his weight. He bit his lips, drawing blood, keeping himself from screaming out loud. Keeping himself from letting that sick bastard get what he wants.

"Dib . . . I ask the questions. Tell. Me. Who. Zim. Is." said again with a slight anger, "He's pretty much the reason why you clones have been a pain in my ass."

Dib continued his silent's as he stared at the ground, letting his mind wonder on the images of Zim and he smiled a little.

Dr. Membrane walked away, sighing, and pulled back this sliding door revealing Gaz in the same state as him, "You both are just so fucking useless."

Dib lifted his head up slightly and stared wide eyed at Gaz weakened state, "Gaz? . . . GAZ!" He called out to her, anger invading his expression again.

"I've never . . . in my life seen her so . . . weak!"

Dr. Membrane smirked at his expression, "Gaz is as stubborn as you Dib. Won't even give me the time of day, I knew I shouldn't have tried to tinker with personality traits." He sighed.

There was a sudden knock on the metallic door, causing Dr. Membrane to turn his attention away from his captured experiments, "What?" He yelled annoyed.

"Sir," came the frightened response, "Experiment number 8 . . . escaped."

Dr. Membrane stared wide eyed at the closed door, "What!" Yelled in complete anger as he walked out of the room quickly, closing the door behind him.

Dib stared intensely at the unmoving body on the other far side of him, "Gaz . . ." He called out unsure, feeling his heart break even more.

"Shut up, stupid. Your voice is so annoying." She replied as she lifted her head slightly to glare at Dib, "So he caught you too. With the mind talking thing?"

He nodded his head happily, glad that she was insulting him (don't ask me why he's glad), "Were you with Tak when it happened?"

". . . yeah . . . he said that . . . he'd hurt her. I know what he's capable of . . . and it not all fancy roses and lilies." She replied as she licked the blood off of her lips.

Dib just stared, unable to continue the conversation.

"Dib," Gaz called out through the thickened silents, "He's going to kill us either way . . . we can't-"

"I know." He interrupted, "I know, but what can we do? I just did something that I'll hate myself for the rest of my life for and I can't even go see him for at least the last time . . . a last kiss . . . a last embrace."

She gave him a sympathetic look as she turned her head turns the neon lights above, "Well . . . shit happens."

-Zim's P.O.V-

Zim's door was going to collapse under the angry pounding of Tak's fist, coming into contact with it every so often. Zim's senses are already getting sharper because of the smeet and from needlessly crying over Dib, through he knew he couldn't control his emotions anymore. He quickly, without getting him sick, walked towards the door and slammed the door open, almost forcing it off his hinges, and glared at the irkan female.

"What the fuck do you want?" He said evenly, he didn't want to say that but he felt he couldn't control what left his mouth anymore.

Her glare softens at the sight of him, "Dib is missing also isn't he?" She asked carefully.

He winched as the words left her mouth, "What do you mean 'also'?"

Her expression turned sour, "Gaz is gone."

He stared at her, feeling a bit queasy, he moved aside for her to enter, "So . . . why are you here?"

She quickly moved towards the couch, surprised that it was clean, and sat down with a plop, "So we can find them."

He sat on a near by chair, ". . . Dib doesn't want me anymore; there isn't any reason for me to look for him."

She snapped her head towards him, "You're kidding me, right? Didn't you find that weird? Gaz did the same to me but I don't believe it."

He gave her a look, "What-"

"You're Zim the mother f-ing invader, where the hell did he go?" She yelled as she stood to tower over him, "You disappoint me." She added as she walked towards the door to leave but was stopped by a hand on her arm.

She turned to find that spark inflamed in Zim's eyes once again and smiled, "There he is. I was worried he was lost some where."

He was surprised at her gentle smile. "The years have been good on her. She mellowed out pretty good." He didn't know where to begin, "How do we start?"

She looked at him and smirked, "The great invader Zim can't find a simple thing?"

He glared at her, "Fuck you, I can handle this on my own." He stomped off towards his base.

Tak's smirk disappeared as soon as he left the room and her sadden gaze shifted towards the window, "I'm sorry Zim but time, I fear, is against us. . . . Gaz, what the fuck were you think of leaving in your physical state?" She said mostly to herself.

What she didn't know that deep inside of Zim, he knew also.

" . . . I'm glad I didn't tell her that I've already started the search but for some reason something's getting in my way . . . as if they know what I'm looking for. But that should be impossible . . . Earth isn't supposed to be this technology advanced to be able to block my transmitters."

He looked up at his screen that was filled with numbers and strange symbols.

"And it's all coming from . . . Dib's fathers Lab?"

Tak walked into Zim's lab, having enough with waiting, "Found anything yet?"

He looked away slightly for a second and turned his head back, "Tak . . . do you know anything about Dib's and Gaz's father?" He asked as he kept typing.

She took a seat on the metal table, "Nothing much really. Only that he owns his company, The Membrane Inc. It's been producing electric appliances and has been the one that is pushing 'science' to the limit in the human world."

"I don't think that's all to it." He added as he pointed to his screen that showed a picture of the town cover in this . . . goop."

Tak squinted her purple eyes towards the screen, " . . . what is that?"

Zim leaned back a bit on his chair, "Toxic waste and bioelecticmagnetics . . . that's seeping from Membrane Inc. It's . . . basically . . . mutating anything and everything over a course of time."

Tak stared at the screen, unable to find anything to say.

Zim turned to look at her, "We have to find them . . . it's produce toxic ions in a faster rate very hour."

Both of them stared at each other, "This town is basically a zombie zone." Zim explained.

-Dib's P.O.V.-

"You look really pale . . . are you sure you're alright?" Dib asked as concern coated his voice.

Gaz looked slightly down, ". . . just a little . . . sick."

Dib stared at her, realizing that she had the same symptoms as Zim's, "Gaz . . . are you . . ."

She chuckled dryly, "And I thought you were stupid Dib."

He frowned at her answer. He sighed as he thought that she didn't have to answer, Gaz was in fact pregnant. Which lead his thoughts towards Zim and he frowned even more as he realized this. He'd never be able to get the chance to see their child be born, speak their first words, or even take their first steps. His thoughts turned dark as he realized that he'd also be an uncle or at least he almost was.

"Gaz . . . do you ever think that things could have been better?" Dib suddenly asked as he stared at her.

She looked up at him, with this unreadable expression, "In this situation . . . yes . . .," A tear she didn't knew she had, rolled down her cheek as her mouth kept moving , although she wanted it to stop, "And I seriously thought I could . . . fight this . . . fight him . . . if he didn't fucking play dirty."

Just staring at her, being unlike the usual Gaz, broke through his emotional barrier and he let his tears roll down again. He thought Gaz would be the strong one, the one who would of struggled against this and who would of cracked an insult or two. But he realized that he depended on Gaz a bit more then he should. He was the older brother, for pete's sake, and he didn't even know how to comfort her in this type of situation. For the first time in years he saw Gaz as his helpless little sister who would always put up a brave front to avoid being hurt . . . . just like Zim.

He let his head hung low as the shame and guilty invaded his heart with the other emotions that were occupying it in the last few moments. His breath hitched as he continued to feel those over whelming and conflicting emotions washing over him.

"I'm so sorry, Gaz." He said failing to keep his voice even, "I shouldn't have assumed that you'd be fine on your own."

She stared at him slightly shocked at his comment, "What are you-"

"I'm the older brother and I believed that you were the unbreakable Gaz. I believed that you'd be fine on your own . . . but I was wrong."

There was silent's that washed over them, expect for the occasional sobs from Dib, until finally Gaz spoke, "You weren't that bad of a brother . . . you dimwit." She said as a faint smile graced her lips.

-Zim P.O.V-

Tak looked at Zim in slightly confusion, "Why have you been losing the contents of your stomach lately?"

Zim sighed in annoyance, not really wanting to answer that question. It's been hours and Zim has either been in the bathroom throwing up, in the kitchen eating tons of food, or on his super computer decoding the codes that have been plaguing his computer from trying to find Gaz and Dib in this town. He was exhausted as his nerves finally caught up to him. He feared the worst when Dib would be on his mind for too long and questions would start popping up with no known answer to them.

He turned his head slightly as he kept typing, "I'm with . . . smeet."

Tak leaned against the table next to him and gasped slightly, "It's Dibs?"

"Who else could it be?"

Tak sighed at his slight cranky –ness but smiled anyways as Gaz crossed her mind, "Gaz is with smeet also."

Zim stopped what he was doing and turned his head, "Why haven't you informed me of that sooner?

Tak raised a non-existing eye brow, "Why?"

Zim tilled his head, "Irkan naturally give off their own electrically pulses when they are in the early stages of when they are conceived."

"And you know this because?"

"We're on Earth now . . . there aren't any machines that would care for my young." He said as he turned back to continued what he was doing, "And my smeet would be raised by its parents regardless."

He typed in a few more keys until he finally found their location, "The Membrane Inc.?" He read out loud.

Tak gripped the side of the table near Zim in anger, "You mean to tell me that they were right under our non-existing noses?"

Zim looked at the given information on the huge screen, "Dib was telling me something about how his father cloned him."

Tak quickly turned her attention towards him in shock, "What? So . . . is Gaz also . . . "

Zim nodded his head without looking at her, "I think . . . Membrane has something to do with . . . things we couldn't possible imagine."

Tak walked towards the door that leads towards the living room, "I don't care what that bastards doing, I'm going to go get my mate." And with that she walked out.

Zim hurried and grabbed one of his ray guns and ran after Tak. Not going to let his own mate wait any longer.

-Dib's P.O.V-

Dr. Membrane walked back in with blood coloring his white lab clothes. He sighed in content as he didn't even bother looking disgusted. He enjoyed the rush of it spilling onto him like a water fall and he didn't complain about the amazing chase the experiment gave him. He closed the door behind me, leaving a bloody hand print and slowly but surely walked back to the chair that sat right in between the two persons chained in that room.

"Sorry about that. I didn't mean to turn my attention away from you lovely children but duty had called." He straighten his tie and pulled his dress shirt down, he moved the fabric of his pants so that it didn't like wrinkled any more.

Dib gave him a look of disgust, "No asked you to come back."

Dr. Membrane frown at his comment and pressed the blue button again, pressing it to the point Dib might of passed out, if not for him stopping have way, "Watch your tone, Mister, I'm very irked at you and your sisters behavior."

Dib breathed harder, his eyes half laded. The ringing in his ears tuned out everything Dr. Membrane was saying. The smell of burned flesh once again took flight in the air, and Dib couldn't stand the smell anymore.

Dr, Membrane smiled, "I remember this type of smell." He sighed content, "I was the first time I ever experimented on something . . . the burned smell of my parents skin really did excite me."

"He's a monster . . . this guy that's right in front of me . . . he's a monster."

Dib and Gaz couldn't believe their ears. Dib wanted to throw up, just empty his guts of everything and hope to goodness that he wouldn't feel anything anymore.

"So . . . shall we start on something special I have for you guys?"

Both Dib and Gaz stared in fear at his twisted smile.

Dib shivered as he shook his head, "No . . . get the fuck away from me . . . no, don't . . . NOO!

A/N: I've finally got this done. I'm sorry I took so long; I didn't want to half ass it, so I took my time. I hope you like this chapter. Thank you for being patience with me it really means alot.