I'm honestly surprised how quickly this chapter came to me and how long it is.. Of course, that probably means it isn't my best writing. Oh well, I'm just doing this for fun. As a disclaimer, this is all just my own twisted imagination taking hold of Jhonen's amazing characters. They aren't mine.

Enjoy~M

Gaz stared sullenly out the window of her brother's car. After three minutes of his insistent pestering- "Why were you back there with Zim? What were you doing? Why'd you walk so close to him?"- She'd promptly put her earphones in and started blasting Volbeat. The Lonesome Rider was perfect for the quick drive, and as soon as her brother pulled into their driveway, she swiftly opened the door and ran inside. By the time Dib had entered, calling after her, she'd slammed and locked her bedroom door. She stood for a moment, back against the door, breathing hard. Her brother called her name a couple more times, muttered something, and exited the back door. Moving to her window, she could see him enter the shed where his "base" was located. "He'll be in there all night, observing or hunting something another," she muttered to herself, eyes narrowed.

She pulled the thick black and purple drapes closed and hooked her MP3 up to her sound system. Lola Montez began playing loudly as she unceremoniously stripped out of her clothing and entered her bathroom.

Feel the fire where she walks, Lola Montez, so beautiful! Shady and a tempered dame, blinding your eyes with her spider dance…

Gaz turned her shower on, and stepped under the hot stream. She sighed softly, massaging her apple scented shampoo slowly into her hair. Suds ran slowly down her chest, over her breasts, and continued down her stomach. Humming, she swayed her hips back and forth. It was her favorite song, after all.

Where ever she walks she will be captivating all the men. Don't look in her eyes! You might fall and find the love of your life…

Hi Skool and puberty had done wonders for Gaz. After years of just being "Dib's scary little sister," she became "Dib's sexy, scary little sister." While other girls struggled with making their hair perfect and getting the perfect shade of golden brown skin, Gaz stayed herself; pale, cold, and unfriendly. She'd rose to be captain of the speech and debate team, president of the literary club, and a fencing star. as well as the top student in her class. The biggest struggle she'd had was having to buy a new bra every month while she grew. She'd grown accustomed to all the guys' stares and whispers and gestures of kindness.

They all made her sick.

A glare sent them running. But a wiggle of her hips, jiggle of her breasts, and they all came running back. It was a game, and a cruel one. But cruelty had always been her specialty.

Heavenly! But she'll catch you in her web.

There was one who's attention she couldn't seem to keep, though. Sure, she caught him looking from time to time, but all her efforts had been for naught.

Oh Lola, I'm sure that true love would've been the key to all your pain…

"Zim," she half moaned his name. The alien had plagued her for a long time. Sure, he was a bumbling idiot who never had a prayer of conquering Earth. But, when he actually calmed down enough to think, he was actually rather brilliant. When he had begun to realize his Almighty Tallest had no intentions of taking him seriously and focused more on learning and blending into human society, he'd… changed. Something about him had become darker, more focused, calmer… A stark amount similar to herself.

She lathered her body with soap, rubbing slow sensual circles all over her body. It's not like he's half bad looking, either… she thought leisurely. She wasn't thinking of his disguise, either. He was foreign, different. And, from the one sneak peak she had gotten in gym, he was fairly toned with muscle. Not overly toned, but lean, with long, strong limbs. His green skin wasn't completely off putting. And those ruby red eyes were fascinating, almost hypnotizing. She'd realized his most frightening feature, however, were his teeth and claws. Over time, his teeth had begun to look less zipper like (she believed he'd been filing them into a more human shape), but with long canines, and sharper points. His grins were wicked, almost predatory. And the claws he had hidden under his gloves! They were not like human nails; they were naturally black, and looked very much like an animal's. The thought of what those claws could do to someone's neck and skin…. Or her thighs and skin…. Gaz swallowed hard, as she stopped lathering her body and slipped her hands down below her bellybutton. She'd been doing this a lot of late. Her mind would start wandering to those teeth and claws devastating her body, and she'd be stuck doing whatever she could to relieve the tension.

Finally, she had worked up the resolve to make something happen. The tension when she was around him was unbearable, and now that he had started looking at her, she took it as her chance. Today after Skool had been the test. Gaz had dipped her toe in the water, and the water was warm, if not hot. And, after hours of racking her brain, she did have to confirm he had the right equipment for the job. How awkward to get into bed and him have something… other.

The words will never come. Did the spider bite your tongue?

She'd win this fight, just like everyone she had had before. She'd been built for fighting since she was created. Gaz stepped lightly out of the shower and wrapped herself in a towl. If she didn't win, she'd still get her way. She wasn't above dominating to get what she wanted, and in worst case scenario, begging.

We will surely not forget, we will surely not forget! The Lola spider dance!

She slipped into her piggy pajamas and plopped down onto her bed, pulling out her literary analysis work. Her thoughts of Zim would have to wait for later; Stephen King and his girl drenched in pig's blood were calling her name.

The love of your life, yeah!

It was dark, but thousands of eyes gleamed, anxiety and curiosity crackling through the air. A single light flashed on, and a lone female Irken stood, head bowed on the stage. Whispers travelled amongst those in the crowd, some wide eyed with surprise, others narrowed with suspicion. The female Irken shifted her weight, violet eyes straining to see those surrounding her. Another light turned on, blinding those gathered, and a loud voice started.

"We stand here to pass judgment upon this fallen Irken invader!" Purple trumpeted. "She abandoned her mission to seek selfish goals, and thus endangered those around her! Now, she must answer for her crimes… WITH HER LIFE!"

The crowd roared approval, with only a few remaining silent. They continued, until Red raised his hands high.

"Unless…" he slowly lowered his arms as the audience grew quiet. "Unless, she wishes to redeem herself."

The female Irken's eyes widen and she looked up, staring at her rulers.

Red began to move from their podium, beginning his speech. "For too long, the Irken Empire has been burdened by destruction and chaos. So many failed missions…. So many lost lives." Through the chamber, a quiet rumble of agreement passed. "We, your Almighty Tallest, have been too kind, too long to this scourge, this menace, this… glitch, in the well working machine of our empire."

Red started slowly down the stairs, stopping at the bottom to look up at the Irkens gathered, a dark look in his crimson eyes.

"We thought sending this abomination to a far planet would be enough. However, we can no longer with good conscience ignore the blood on his hands. It is time to remove this glitch!" The crowd roared approval, murderous shouts arising.

Red approached the female Irken carefully, then grabbed her chin, pulling her face up to look in her eyes. "You yourself should be dead for what you did. However…" he rubbed his thumb over her lip, "we will give you a second chance. Complete this mission, and all shall be forgiven." He leaned closer so only she could hear. "And you will get your revenge on the one who stole everything from you." Stepping back, he spread his arms, as if to hug her. "Will you rid the Irken Empire of Zim once and for all, Tak?"

She stood in shock for a moment. Then, a wicked grin spread across her face. "Anything for you, my Tallest," Tak purred, bowing down on her knees.

The chamber erupted in applause and cheering. Only Skoodge remained silent, stunned as he watched Tak be escorted away to prepare for her "mission."

Oh Zim… Have you any idea the death you have just been doomed to?