Zim marched over to the Mobile Eyeball unit, almost dragging Dib. The Agents looked slightly confused. They were expecting more of a struggle but instead the alien that had tried to take over the world on numerous occasions had been captured of his own free will.
"This is the alien that gave you so much trouble, Agent Mothman?" asked Agent Nessie.
"Yes. Yes, I am," Zim stated, nodding.
"Shouldn't you be struggling, shouting curses, and threatening us?" Nessie asked, confused by the alien's actions.
Out of Zim's PAK appeared an impressive array of dangerous-looking weapons. Several were pointed at all the Agents and the rest were pointed at the handcuffs. The Agents began to panic but Zim withdrew them back into the PAK.
"I could, but then you wouldn't help me," Zim shrugged. "I have no use for dead humans."
"Okay then," Agent Tuna Ghost said, still nervous from the weapons that had, moments before, been pointed at her. "Ahem. Space monster! We've seen your message! Take us to your labs!"
"I have a name, you know," Zim glared daggers at her. "It's Zim and my labs are this way."
Again he pressed a button and once again turned into the dark-eyed teen. Zim lead them to the nearby mall.
"The mall? You're base is in the mall?" Dib said, disbelieving.
"Yes, actually. It's the perfect spot. Would you look for an alien's base in a human-filled building?" Zim replied.
The entrance to Zim's base was an out-of-order stall in the men's bathroom. When all of the Agents were crushed into the small space, Zim flushed the toilet and a white light bathed them all. When it had disappeared, the floor began to sink into the underground base of Zim.
The humans were shocked by what they found at the bottom. The cavernous area was filled wall to wall with columns that were, in turn, covered with tubes of green liquid and humans. All of the humans appeared to be asleep, having some horrible dream. Zim, unfazed, turned off his hologram and marched over to a set of what appeared to be controls. With a few commands, a giant, robotic arm brought Gaz's tube and dumped its contents at the feet of the humans. Zim turned on his shields.
The other Agents looked quizzically at Dib but understood as soon as Gaz's eyes opened. They would still be having nightmares many years later.
"You," Gaz growled darkly.
Dib and Zim were the only ones who didn't cower in fear. "Gaz? Are you okay? I have your necklace, Gaz. Gaz? Are you listening, Gaz? We need Zim, Gaz. He asked for our help, Gaz. Please don't kill him."
Gaz growled, snatching her necklace from Dib, and stood up to tie it back around her neck. "I'm not going to kill him. I'll just make him wish he was."
"That should be easy," Zim said.
Gaz glared at the alien who captured her, creating a ring of fire around him. Somehow, Zim met her eyes and smirked.
"I've been studying you for a while now, Gaz," Zim said, "and I know that you will carry out any threat. How about a deal? You torture me however and whenever you wish only when I've freed my people."
It was Gaz's turn to smirk. "Gladly."