The light faded slowly and Zim cracked open a ruby eye. He remembered....
Everything.
He turned slowly to find Dib standing where he had left him, if an inch to the side, staring at his hands. He looked up, his regular black eyes staring at Zim in bewilderment. "Did it--"
"Yes," Zim replied quietly without waiting for the full question. "I told you, Earth-scum."

"I'll join you!" Dib cried, grabbing his binds and kicking at the alien. "What are you going to do!?"
"Mir," Noa said bitterly. The navy-eyed robot needed no more; it's other hand held up and four claws split open before closing like a spear.. It lowered it's arm and pulled back before jabbing it into Dib's stomach. His eyes widened before his glasses and he opened his mouth, his first cry choking off. His eyes glazed over before his air escaped in a quick gasp. His eyes faded to white before his body shifted to the side a bit, choking on blood. The whirring blades churned inside of him, rising into his chest before his first scream split the air in the room, echoing and seeming to come from every side. Blood poured down onto the couch and tainted the painting behind him, his eyes closing before another scream had a chance to break his lungs. Mir's claws stopped spinning and it jerked its claws out, blood dripping off their tips. It unlatched its claws, leaning Dib pinned against the wall from the chest up with his stomach churned like cake mix before hopping down onto the ground and shaking blood off its claws as though it had gotten mud on them.
Zim stared in wide-eyed horror at Dibs parody of crucification, the blood the human had leaked permanently staining his couch and painting. None of this went through his mind right then. Nothing did. Just blood. Death. Pain.
And the replay of that agonized scream, playing through his mind over and over, something no ammount of will-power could push from your memories, no ammount of therapy, amnesia, force could erase.
Over and over...
"Sir!" Kaels voice echoed through Mirs antanae, Noas head turning to face it while Mir lifted its head to try and see the blinking tip.
"Is it immobile?"
"Yes sir!" the voice said, and Noa could almost see the robot saluting.
"Is everything according to plan?"
"Yes sir!"
"Come back. We're going."
Kael watched Gir in his test tube, his eyes glowing a dull purple as well as his open chestplate, rewired and reset for his upgrade to begin again. Kael turned and jumped into the air, vanishing.
An alarm brayed quietly; "Blood detected. Requesting orders." The computer repeated its sullen chant, its programming reverted to the classical PC rather than AI thanks to the damage done to it.
Upstairs, a low moan filled the air. A dark shape crawled weakly from below one of the shock-nets, the paralyzing gas finally wearing off as well as the painful shocks. He lifted his dazed head, looking around painfully. His eyes widened in shock when his gaze found the corpse on the wall, his gasp hitching in his throat.
"M...me?" he whispered disbelievingly.
"Releasing SIR unit," the computer said quietly, after having its chant go on for so long.
The Dib on the wall eyes flashed before its form glowed, shrinking into the form of a small rubber pig, slipping from the braces hold and falling gently onto the blood-sodden couch below it.
"Blood shifted. Blood detected. Requesting orders." It restarted its chant, waiting for another long time before it would release Gir again.
Dib stood slowly, staring at it in bewilderment. He looked around slowly, his mind registering as much as it could remember.
He'd been attacked, that much he recalled. Then a--
He jerked and looked down frantically at his stomach, grasping it. A piercing wound stood but the blood had dried. He felt the remnants of being light-headed, but it had faded while he lay unconcious under his own net.
How had he gotten under the net? He didn't remember... A flash, then suddenly he felt shocking pain race through his body. Then... black.
He wandered slowly into the kitchen, looking around. He was in shock, he knew but he knew this was the perfect chance to do... to do something, to reveal Zim.
A tile below him flashed when he stepped on it before vanishing. He cried out and plummet into the base, landing on a soft bubble before it popped below him. He landed awkwardly on his feet, still holding his stomach and breathing rapidly in surprise.
"S...stupid idea," he panted before starting through the base slowly. Red lights turned lazily on either side of him every few feet, computers and doors in rooms he went to.
He stopped slowly in front of a large test tube, a familiar form floating silently in it, his normally cyan-eyes now a dull purple, his entire robotic body hooked up to wires and suctions, floating in a strange teal liquid while bubbles rose randomly around it.
"Gir," he mumbled quietly, remembering what Zim always called it. A small red light flashed on the test-tubes keypad and Gir's eyes turned cyan as well as his open chest-plate. Dib jumped back in surprise when Gir looked down slowly, seeming lost. A sudden widen of his cyan-eyes told Dib that he had remembered.
"Master!"