Disclaimer: violence, language, angst, and possibly hints of yaoi
Chapter 2
face to face
Kim awoke in a voot runner with a small sir unit piloting it towards earth. Her first words came out scratchy and hoarse, her throat raw from screaming and begging to stay with her creator, Tak. She looked at the little sir unit. "what's you're name?" She asked after the resulting coughing fit had subsided. "I don't have a name yet." The little unit answered honestly. Kim mulled that bit of information over. "Mik, how about Mik? Would you like that name?" she asked the little robot. "If it suits you to bestow me with a name that one will do." the little robot said apathetically.
She leaned over in the seat mesmerized by the stars passing by. "You've never seen space before have you mistress?" Mik asked quizzically. "I never saw anything but the same room for years so I guess not, no." she said while her cheeks flushed a darker green. "You do know there's no real mission, right?" she asked Mik. "No real mission? Whatever do you mean mistress?" he asked quietly dreading the answer.
"We're only there to try to help Zim take over the planet. They don't think we can do it. I have a better idea though." she let Mik think over that hoping he'd take the bait. He bit. "I follow you and only you mistress. What's the plan?" She couldn't help but smile at the little sir. "Well we asses who's the most powerful in the way of opposition of Zim and join their cause." Mik smiled at that. "You mean physically or mentally?" he said jokingly. "Whoever bests him gets our help actually." She said with equally good humor.
Zim shut off the communication with the tallest only allowing a scowl afterwards. He was still nothing to them. Nothing but a play toy. He would show them, yes he would. Just then there was a knock on the door. He answered it only to find that the girl they'd sent to him was breathtaking in her beauty. Experimentation was obvious from the scars and the bar code on her neck. That wasn't what made her beautiful to Zim though. It was the fact that she looked entirely Irken except for the long black hair that grew around her antennae. It was raven black with violet highlights here and there.
She raised her gaze to Zim's as he opened the door. She immediately blushed when she saw him. She reflected on how she was supposed to hate him for having her condemned to this planet as well and she put all that cold calculating rage into her eyes for him to see. His scarlet eyes went wide instantly. "You...glare at me with such anger..why?" he asked fidgeting. "Because we're both nothing to them. We're both nothing more than amusement." Her voice, which was cold as winter made Zim flinch with every word as though she's spit an icicle in his eyes at any moment. "Then let's work together. I'm sure between us we can come up with something to show them we're a worthy team. Just..I hate for you to be so angry at the only other person in the same position." He then took her gloved hand and kissed it remembering a human custom. "Other than that I'm sure it'll be a pleasure to work with you."