Meekrob's Shadow. Dark in appearence and in it's past. Years ago Meekrob and The Irken Empire were allies, durring past events simular to Operation Impending Doom called Vencer O Morir. The Meekrob would assist the Irkens with the annihilation of the races of the planets conquered. They held prisons underground where they tourtured these people, an event in which the Holocaust looks like an insignificant playground compared to Meekrob's Shadow.

When tourtured, screams were so loud prisoners would go deaf. In the Shadow you never died because of hunger, or anything natural, it was always because of brutal beatings, slow, painful, punishments or by self distruction. Almighty Tallest Ma-jein found it entertaining to watch as the fallen enemy killed themselves. No species was ever spared, every race put in there was extincted. 500 Species of the Universe killed. 30 Septillion individuals murdered.

It ended with the kindness of Almighty Tallest Disalan, when Vencer O Morir came around, he gave the fallen enemies a purpose: to serve the Irken Empire.

The underground caverns were closed down, they are now a haunting memory. An Eriee feeling spread all through out the OID1 Team.

"God, this place is creepy", Zak shuddered. Their camp site was lite up by an electric feild, everywhere around them was dark. Zim looks around with a flashlight, "Try not to make too much noise, those Meekrob scum could be anywhere", he warned. He is then startled by sudden shots heard from a distance, Zim look back, Skoodge comes running out from the inside a cave, "Meekrob! Meekrob! Meekrob!". he cried running insanly.

"What did you do?" Zim asked him. Skoodge quickly runs past him screaming, Zim sighs and grabs his gun along with the rest of the team, in ready position, more shots are heard then Meekrob jump out attacking, the invaders return fire.

Gir hops onto Zim's head, pulls out his weapons and shoots. Zak approuches Zim, "Bet I can kill more then you", Zak teases. Zim smiles, "Your on".

Back on the Surface, Tak and Tenn wait and observe around them. Tak's antennaes prick up to a sound of jets. She turns behind her and sees the Resisty Ship landing. She sighs. "Crap"

Down in Meekrob's Shadow, Zim and Zak countinue with their game.

"11…12…13…14…15", Zim counted,

"56...57…58…59...I'm winning", Zak taunted

"Shut up…I'm just getting warmed up"

ZIM starts shooting faster,

"80…81…82…83…84", Zak counted

"25…26…27", Zim counted

The invaders shoot the sound of shots wear off until they grow silence, the ambush is defeated, "Is everyone alright?" Zak asked the team

"We're good", a few say.

Zim looks over at Skoodge, "SKOODGE!" Skoodge jumps, "Oh, hey buddy…", He said trying to act innocent, "What were you doing out there?", Zim grabbed his shirt.

Skoodge stares, trying to think of something, ".....You wouldn't believe it if I told you, it was kinda funny, boy, Zimmy, you of all people would love it".

Zim throws him to the side. "Imbecile...", he growled.

The group did hours of searching the place, covering lots of ground, not finding any other trace of the Meekrob. One of the Invaders gives a report off their findings, Red and Purple demand they were to return. They needed backup on the surface. The team begin to return on foot.

After a few miles of walking to home base, Zim stared at Gir. He had noticed over the few years that Gir had become less of an idiotic robot and more of the phylisophical type. Probibly due to the fact that he left for a few months, he returned with a diploma. It was weird, because it was the last thing Zim had expected. Gir kept Zim company for that year before Tak came in the picture. His depression could've gone deeper if it wasn't for the little guy.

"So, when does TAK have the baby?" Skoodge asked Zim, surprising him from his thoughts

"Any day now", Zim said excitedly.

"It's going to be like having another Gir around the house", Skoodge laughed

"Uh oh, you hear that Gir, someone might take you place", Zim said jokingly.

"Yes, that would be for the best" Skoodge mumbled

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"Oh, nothing…it's just", He sighs, "look, I used to live with you before you and Tak got together and while you were at school, Gir would find some way to hurt me or make me hurt myself, do you really want to keep him near the baby?"

Zim stares at him angrily and tells him bluntly,"Hey! I've known Gir his whole life, I know he can be harmful at times but, he wouldn't hurt anyone purposely, he would never hurt my smeet. He has a conscience, he learns, he know better then that, he would never hurt my son"

Skoodge is silent for a moment.

"Wait…son? It's a boy?"

"We don't know yet, I would like a son, Tak and I want to keep it a surprise"

"Okay, well, just think about what I said"

"I'm not getting rid of him, I can, however, try getting rid of you!" Zim points his loaded gun at his forehead, Skoodges cowares with his eyes closed. Zim sighs and walks away.

Back on Meekrob's Surface Zim and the others show up finding the Meekrob and the Resisty fighting the Irken Militia. Zim stares wide-eyes at the gore-fest that has become Meekrob.

"Zak you and Gir fight them off, I'm going to find Tak", Zak and Gir run toward the battle.

Zim looks around, while shooting. "Zim!", he heard to his left, there was Tak, it had only been a few days, but she look just about ready to burst. Zim chuckled at his thought. Tak pants as she walks quickly to him, "Tak, don't you think you're too far along to be out here".

Tak, still panting and holding her stomach, "You're tellin' me, your kid's heavy and it won't stop kicking me!". Zim has a mini-panic attack and his heart starts pounding, "Are you okay?". "please not here, please not here", Zim repeats in his head.
She waves her hand, "I'm fine, just exhausted". Zim grabs his chest, "I can't take this! your too close to having the smeet! I have to get you outta here". Zim takes Tak's arm, but is distracted by who he see's. "Dib...".

Dib charges toward them, Tak sits collaping under her weight. Zim tries to prick her up,

"No, come on", he tells her

"Just let me rest for a second". She pleaded sleepily.

Zim quickly turns to the fifteen year old heading toward them and grabs his gun, pulling the trigger but nothing shoots. "Damnit! wasted my plasma on the Meekrob".

Dib runs up punching Zim hard enough to send him flying 3 feet away. Dib turns to Tak, noticing her condition, chuckling evily, "We don't need anymore of you Irken scum", he muttered loading and pointing his gun to Tak's head. Zim pushes Dib to the ground, "Leave her alone! I'm the one you deal with!". Dib raises, Zim hadn't noticed how tall Dib had gotten. Dib throws a punch, Zim catches it, flips him over his head and with is other hand grabbing Dib's gun. Zim shoots at him only leaveing a deep slash on the side of his head. Dib hold his head and looks at the blood. Dib runs after him kicks Zim in the face, pushing him away from his gun.

Dib grabs it and shoots Zim in both legs three times in one and twice in another. Zim falls, now unable to stand, he takes a glimps at Tak who is on the ground, tired from lack of strength. Dib walks up to Zim, towering over him, for the first time, he felt defeated. The sun shined behind Dib, his face was to dark to see. He only recognized the tip of Dib's gun pointing to his face. Zim sighs closing his eyes. He heard nothing for a while until he heard a booming, heart wenching gun shot, he knew he wasn't the one who was shot.

Zim opens his eyes, no sight of Dib, he turns behind him, finding Tak in perfect condition, still beathing. Zim looks in front of him, finding Gir, panting hard, clutching his torso.

Zim attempts to sit up, but wretching in pain. Gir looks at him, smiles and falls forward, Zim catches him before he reaches the ground. Zim notcies a large hole in his torso, "Don't worry, you'll be okay", he ensures him. Zim lays back on the ground, Gir lays on top of Zim.

"Master...". Gir starts but then is silent, Zim waits, "Gir?". Zim looks at Gir, eyes black. Zim strokes the side of Gir's head, he'll be fine, Zim has had to fix Gir countless times for being: ran over by trucks, getting shot (a large number of times), explosions ect.

But something was different about this time, this time it wasn't for something stupid he was doing, he saved his life. Zim hugs Gir, "thank you..", he whispered. He looks at Tak, still sleeping, keeping very still, but Zim couldn't help but notice a few tiny lumps raise rapidly from her stomach, the smeet was kicking, he or she was okay.