----Chapter two- awakening----
A tall Irken walked through the rubble that had once been a structure of learning. Ship flew around, clearing the debris to make way for a new building. Several other tall Irkens surrounded him, their weapons ready. His Red eyes blazed as he scanned over the Irken Flags that flew on the tops of new buildings. Irkens whether they be janitors or invaders Stopped to salute or bow to their Tallest. He had once been an Invader too. But that was a long time ago. He walked with his head high and his chest out. A line of chained slaves walked down the center of the street. He sneered at the human is disgust. He felt no compassion for them. No sympathy, no empathy. He hardly felt anything anymore besides anger and triumph. 'Growing up' has changed him. Though his figure was ageless, his mental being wasn't. A lot had happened over the past Ten years, and he hadn't been the same since. They walked towards a tall, towering building. The door frame was especially tall, just for him. He walked through, up several flights of stairs, to his throne. He turned to face the guard before sitting down. The band of eight guards split, four on each side of him. He hadn't gotten to rest for even five second before an Irken walked in. He was one of the tallest Invaders they had. Naitpac Dral Ran was his name. His antennae perked forward. "What is it Dral?" He asked, his voice booming through the halls. "My Tallest, Sir." He saluted. He acknowledged him with a nod. "We found two humans in an old APRS machine under your old quarters, sir. The other workers are waiting for your command." He rubbed his chin. This rang a bell in his memory. But he couldn't quite place it. "Bring them to me. I shall give them new names and put them under enslavement." He had given all the humans new Irken names. So they wound forget their old ones, and fade into the Irken rule. Dral nodded and walked out. The Tallest fidgeted in his chair. There was something unnerving about that… The guards took uncertain glances at him. One whispered to another. "The Tallest seems nervous. What could cause our fearless leader to tremble?" He asked. The other shrugged. "We'll just have to wait and see." He glanced at his leader. The Tallest was watching the door anxiously. "Because what boots hill for the Tallest, boots hill for us all..."
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A bubble rose up from the bottom of the tank, and for the first time, Dib actually felt it as it brushed against the hairs on his legs. He felt tubes being pulled off his skin. His eyes blinked open. Purple. Everything was purple…. What was something 'Purple'? His brain began to kick in. Where was he? Who was he? Why was he? The questions became answered as his brain began to function again. Dib. That right. Dib… The water began draining. Yes. Water... Zim... Zim's lab… yes! He was Dib, and he was stuck in Zim's lab! Then he remembered faintly. He'd been captured and Put in some sort of machine by Zim. How long had he been knocked out? A few hours? It felt like forever. He mask was removed and he took a breath of fresh air. It tasted so clear, even though in was actually musty underground air. His eyes began to focus. He started to hear voices. His senses were awakening. He blinked. He saw several green bodies. He shook his head. His head rolled, and his almost fell backwards. His inner ear wasn't functioning properly yet. Something lifted him gently out of the tube. He was sopping wet. The metal was cold against his bare skin. Bare? Where were his clothes? Who was lifting him? So many questions. He was set down on the ground. Thing started registering now. Zim's lab sprung up around him. Everything was dusty. Several Irkens stood around him, observing him and taking notes. "Who are you?" One asked in a deep, calming voice. "Dib. I'm Dib." he said before realizing. "Good. How old are you?" He flexed his muscles. Muscles? He looked down at himself. He was naked. But taller. Black wet hair covered his legs, and he had a six pack and Pecs. He felt armpit hair underneath his arms. He felt his face. A long scraggly black bread covered his mouth. His eyes widened. He now had bangs that covered his eyes. His hair was well down his back. "I.. I don't know.." He whispered. "10?" He asked hopefully. Then he realized his voice was deeper. Maybe this was a dream? "How long have you been asleep?" He asked. Dib's head hurt. How was he supposed to know. "A few hours?" He moaned. The blue-eyed Irken scribbled something down. "Good. Now. You and your sister shall report to the Tallest to receive new names and be assigned. "Where's Zim?" he blurted out. They glanced amongst themselves. "We've got a tough one here. I'd guess he's been in that thing for ten years." He heard one say. Ten years? TEN years!? He felt dizzy and light headed. "Put this on. It your old clothes. They've been retailored to fit your new bodies." They handed Dib a black t-shirt and pants, along with his old jacket. He put the clothes on. They handed him a pair of boots. He tied them on. They said something about Gaz. He glanced around. Gaz had her back turned to them all, slipping on a purple t-shirt. He saw several of the Irkens glancing up at her, hoping to get a peek at her now huge breasts. She had on tight black pants and boots. She was tall and had a gorgeous body. Her violet hair fell to her knees, not being cut in so long. The ends still curled upwards like fangs, but her hair was sleek and shiny. Her body was muscular, but not masculine. Dib had to admit that she looked good. He wondered if he would look the same after a haircut and shave. Wow. Shaving. He hadn't thought about that. She turned around and they look at each other. They both gasped. Dib stared in awe. Gaz's face was flawless, and tanned slightly, but porcelain-like. It was well rounded, and her eyes narrowed just a little naturally. Her lips were thick. Her eyes were golden around the pupil, and turned to a fiery reddish-orange before going into the iris. Gaz looked at Dib. Despite his hobo-look, he was very much like her. Flawless face, his body fine-toned. His hair was glossy and sheik. His eyes were a blazing gold. "Wow." They both whispered. They had grown taller, and their bodies had matured, but in the most beautiful way possible. They were gorgeous. "Come one now! The Tallest is waiting." Guards stabbed their laser-spears in their back, and they began walking. A pad come down from a hole in the roof, where they'd obviously tunneled through. The guards and the human stepped on, leaving the researchers behind. They came to the surface. Gaz and Dib gasped. Everything was either destroy or Irken. Zim's house was nothing more than green rubble. The couch sat overturned and ripped in a corner. The building beside weren't so lucky. Most of them had been obliterated to their foundations. Some had been replaced by towering Irken buildings. The pavement was tore up in giant chunks in some places. Ships controlled the skies, fling by rapidly. Irkens scrambled about, carrying constructions items, of yelling at human slaves. Zim Had done it. He'd conquered Earth. But where was he now? Probably pampered as an Invader Elite. He wondered what new names the two Tallest were going to give him? The guards pushed them on. It was overwhelming. Irken flags hung on everything they could. The sky was a fiery red as the sun headed over the horizon. Some of the human slaves gave them amazed looks, others spat at them. Not only humans were enslaved here. He saw several different species of aliens in chains working. He recognized some as the same type of alien that had given Zim the controls to the Massive all those years ago. Others were foreign to him. But he did recognize one other species. The Meek rob. Looks like they failed to beat the Irkens. Dib thought to himself. Gaz glanced around. All of this was alien to her. It scared her slightly. What were they talking about? New names? Tallest? And what was all this? Had Zim done this? It was impossible...
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They walked up to the tallest building around. It was more elaborate than the others. Sleek magenta metal with Green borders and frames. A silhouette of the tallest hung before the massive doorway. The silhouette had pinkish-red eyes that seemed familiar. Irken symbols spelled out his name, but Dib couldn't read it. They walked through the grand doorway to a throne room. A Tall Irken stood quickly. Only one? Something must have happened to the other two.. They looked at the tallest. There was something familiar about him, Gaz and Dib thought. "Bow to your Sovereign!" They threw Dib and Gaz to the ground. The Tallest was staring at him awestruck. "It can't.. It's can't be!!" His voice boomed through the hall. Dib and Gaz looked up. Gaz looked him over. The serious eyes, the fine-toned body, that tallness, the square strong jaw,... All these thing didn't register. But it was something about him. The stature.. The personality.. The air about him. His antennae pointed forward towards them, he was trembling... "You.. You're not supposed.." His armor was red and black chrome. The black shoulder plates, the red body cavity.. And other items were very sleek and shiny. In stead of the old dress-like bottom, his legs had their own armor. He had a mark like a V on his head, with a circle above it. "No! I disposed of you years ago!!" His fist clenched, his face flushing red. "You're not supposed to be alive!" He stormed down the steps, a black ripped cape billowing around him. Thunder rumbled outside, through no clouds were visible. He grabbed both other their chin and yanked them forward. His strength was unbelievable. "You!! How are you still alive!" He turned to the guards. "HOW!?" He roared. Another thunder crash, this time accompanied by lightning. Dib noticed two red rubies encrusted into his hand armor. They glittered and sparkled unnaturally. "T-they were in ARPS machines sir! They were preserved!" One stammered, frightened. "ARPS Damn!" He swore. He turned away, and seemed to be muttering in Iren, trying to calm down. "No matter.." He walked back up to his throne. Who was he? It was so familiar.. Dib just couldn't place him. "They shall be enslaved none the less." Gaz jumped up. "What! I will never!" She barely recognized her voice. It was slightly deeper, but more feminine. "DO NOT DEFY ME HUMAN!" He roared back. Lightning flashed outside. "Calm down sir! Just give them names and send them on.." One pleaded. "Where's Zim!? I want to see him!" dib yelled. The Tallest stopped, and turned to them. He chuckled. "You want to see Zim?" He smiled. He turned to the guards. "He want to see Zim!" He laughed. "Bring Zim to him!" He turned back. The guards hesitated, then marched forward. The Tallest leaned back and Fell into their arms. He put his hands behind his head and cross his legs as they carried him down the stairs, and deposited him in front of them. "Oh! Why, it seems that I am Zim!" He cackled. Dib and Gaz gasped. "No! It's.. Impossible!" Dib looked up at him. "No my lad, it was PROBABLE! You all new the moment you got in my way that I would eventually defeat you all! You all saw your doom, but ignored it! And your dear planet Earth was the price!" He bellowed, laughing evilly. "No! No.. This.. This is all a dream! It can't.. No.." Dib murmured, staring at the ground in disbelief. Zim cackled as he grabbed Dib's head and threw him backwards. "Your new name is Wretch because it's so fitting! Waste disposal!"He giggled "Give him a shave first! He looks horrid.." Gaz trembled. Waste disposal? That didn't sound good. "And you.." He looked at Gaz and fell silent. Their eyes made contact. She felt something pass between them. They stared dumbstruck at each other, Zim's eyes furrowed, his mouth gaping like a fish. "Y.. you.." He wheezed. "My Tallest, sir?" One of the guards asked. Zim snapped up. "Heh? Oh yes.." He turned away fro Gaz, embarrassed. "I'll never serve you.. You bug-eyed freak!" Gaz said after a moment. Zim flinched with anger. "Shut up! Or I'll ... I'll.. Do.. Bad stuff!" He stammered. The guards shared glances. Two whispered. "What is wrong with him? Usually someone who said that would be dead by now." The other shrugged. "He's going easy on her. Something's wrong. I'd watch that girl if I were you.." Zim heard their comment. "I'm NOT going easy on her!" He snapped at them. "I ought to de-rank you.." He hissed, then turned back to gaz. "Violet. Your new name is Violet." Gaz blinked. "What? Violet?" Zim was walking towards his throne. "It's the color of your hair. Simple." He said. "What is her assignment?" The guard asked. Zim paused, looking at something to his right. "Hmm... Make her my personal maid, I guess." Gaz jumped up. "What!?" A streak of lightning cut across the sky. Zim glanced at it, then at her, his eyes narrowing. "Yes. Off with you.." The guard grabbed her. She tried to pull away. "No! Never!" The guard was having a hard time keeping her restrained. She glared at Zim. She though he'd grown handsomer over the years, but his heart had hardened. She noticed that she herself had grown somewhat softer. No, she wasn't going to have that. She watched Zim's muscular body walk up the steps. She felt awestruck. "Let me GO!" Lightning crashed roughly outside, thunder shook the place. Zim turned around. "You-" Gaz broke free, and ran up the stairs. Dib stared in shock. Zim didn't react at first. Neither did the guards. By the time it had registered that she was running towards them, she had tackled Zim, and pinned him to the ground. Zim tried to get up, but her strength... "Get away from him!" The guards circled her. "Back off or I'll kill him!" The guard took this as an empty threat. Gaz put a hand on his throat, and pressed down. Zim gasped, unable to breathe. The guards stumbled, and took a step back. Gaz glared at them, and pushed down harder. Zim gagged, and began coughing, witch hurt without being able to breathe. The guards unwillingly backed away. "Put down your weapons!" They dropped them. She let off Zim's throat. He took a needed breath and scowled. He was unable to throw her off, so time for some mental tactics. "Gaz! If you do not release me, I shall kill Dib!' The guard down below aimed at Dib. "So?" she scoffed. Zim went blank for a moment. "Umm.. Okay. Then.. If you get off me, I shall release your brother." Dib looked up hopefully. "So? There' nothing in it for me." Zim scrambled for something. He'd learned a few new tactics over the years. Some of them he'd rather not do.. But.. He had no choice. "Gaz.." He said quietly. Gaz looked at him. He threw his head forward and locked lips with her. She flinched, startled. The guards and Dib stared dumbstruck. Zim felt her grip loosen. She started to enjoy it, but then remembered who it was. She bit his lip. He threw her off. She tumbled down a few stairs before catching her self. She wiped her mouth. "You.. !" She said hoarsely. Zim spat blood on the ground. "Seize her!" He said weakly. The guards grasped her before she could react. Zim watched blankly as she was dragged kicking and screaming away. He wiped his mouth. Why had he hesitated with the kiss? He shook it off and wiped blood of his mouth. Dib just stared. How cunning and unexpected..He'd have to remember that move..
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Gaz glared at the tiles on the floor as she was dragged helplessly along. They took her through a doorway. She faintly caught the word "Obedience training' on the frame. That Zim. He thought he was so slick, pulling that move. She noticed that she'd hesitated on biting him. Why? She knew why, but she didn't want to admit it to herself. She didn't want it to be true... She was tied down to a chair before she knew what was going on. A helmet was put over her head. She struggled to get free as the movie started.