GIR stood at the ready, his eyes and body glowing an intense purple. Zim was strung up in a cage, forgotten by all save for MiMi. While she reveled in her newfound power, she still had to prepare for the second phase of her dastardly design. CRANIAC was powerful enough to seize control of the global communications networks, but still there was work to do. GIR would fall with his former master, but MiMi wanted to capture the insufferable Gaz for her devious work at the height of Tak's scheming.
MiMi carefully monitored the security cameras in the humans' household, thanks to CRANIAC's skillful penetration of the central computer. The SIR Unit took notes on what the human children did during both day and night, making sure that she would be able to capture the berry haired girl without damaging her frail body.
When all was ready, MiMi turned to GIR, still in the thrall of the power that was her brainchild, CRANIAC. "Listen well, my steel servant! Your next mission will be to capture the human Gaz. You have free will to dispatch threats along the way, but do not allow the target to be harmed!"
The unstable SIR Unit saluted smartly. "Yes, my mistress!"
MiMi smiled. "Excellent. Now, go and bring me the human!" The robot saluted once more before departing the control chamber. MiMi turned to CRANIAC. "Establish a lockdown on all security systems in the humans' household. I want nothing to interfere with the master plan. I shall be in the medical bay if you need my guidance." CRANIAC's image simply nodded as its mistress departed for the misleadingly named "medical bay."
MiMi arrived to see Zim struggling against his restraints. She smiled at his frustration. Zim's head sported a rather large bruise, from where GIR had slammed his head into a wall. The Irken's eyes tracked the SIR Unit as she crossed the room to a table filled with sharp looking surgical implements. He let out a gasp when he realised what she was holding in her hand as she came to stand before him.
"A scalpel? No! You wouldn't!" MiMi grinned. She motioned with her clawed right hand, and panels in the walls opened to shoot out mechanical tendrils. They quickly captured Zim and bound him tightly. The original restraints clicked open, and the tendrils lifted Zim so that he was held upright, his arms and legs spread apart. MiMi smirked.
"Oh, but if Mistress were here, she would certainly do so! Why should I be any less different in my actions?" With two quick strikes, the Irken's contacts and hairpiece were thrown aside, revealing the short Alien in his original form. MiMi slashed down at Zim's torso, slitting the fabric of the striped tunic in twain. She reached out and ripped the rest of the uniform from his body, exposing his pale green belly. She grinned.
"CRANIAC! Lock Zim's Pak down for all but life support systems!" A cable snaked its way from a computer console and latched onto the Irken's backpod. Within seconds, all of his gear was disabled, save for the atmospheric generator and a few other items. Zim trembled in fear.
"What are you going to do to me?" he whispered in terror.
"I'm going to exact revenge for Mistress Tak, bit by painful bit. And as if that weren't enough..." MiMi snapped the fingers of her left hand, and a Lensbot hovered into view. She picked up from where she had left off:
"...I'll record it and send it to the Tallest as an entertainment video..."
Zim screamed. MiMi laughed, a long cackle that sounded eerily like Tak's voice. With a snarl, the SIR Unit brought the scalpel down onto his exposed body, cleaving the skin apart to reveal muscle.
"And now, now is where the fun begins...!"