A/N: wow, thank you all for your encouragement! I feel blessed to have such support. I won't be going anywhere now; the worst that will happen is that I will put this story on a short hiatus and then return with the rest of the chapters finished. It's so much easier having something written in advance. I just went ahead and wrote Clairvoyance with a rough outline of what I wanted. It worked alright in the end though.

To the guest reviewer who risked breaking their computer, and helped spread the message of my story, I'm very, very, thankful for your support, but some of the authors whose stories you reviewed weren't very happy. Don't worry though, I've spoken with one and they're fine about it now. We got to talking and even they helped give me motivation. Just from their perspective, they thought it was a new review for their story, and found that it was an advertisement to another author's work. It's not very fair that way. I know you were only trying to do what you could, especially with your computer on the fritz, but there are always other ways to spread the news. You could check out the forums and create a topic there. If you have a dA account, you could do a review. I'm still flattered that you went to those lengths to spread my story's news though. On the plus side, you've helped encourage me to keep writing. So it worked. It may not pull in any more readers, but you inspired me to go on and showed me that my readers truly care about my work :)

I always tell myself that I write because I love to. The reason why I got all mopy was because it happened to me before with my old ZaGr fanfic. But this time is different. I actually didn't want to finish that one anymore, reviews or not. So I deleted it. I had to post how I felt to see if people would go out of their way to review on this story, in which you all did. So you passed the test. I must still care about this story, because I didn't even give my readers a chance with my last one. Just upped and deleted it. It would have been pointless telling them because I definitely wasn't going to continue. And I'm glad I didn't, because it would have distracted from this story.

Now read on. I'm rather proud of the name of this chapter. It's fitting, and you'll see why :)

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"Why are you still wearing that insipid disguise? Take it off!"

Zim eyed the human disguised as an Irken with displeasure, as they were light-years from Judgementia by now.

"I want to try it out a little longer," Dib replied. "Besides, you're just jealous. You know your pitiful disguise could never reach the high level of mine or Tak's!"

Zim gave a long sigh. "Why do we even still bicker like this?"

"I don't know. For old time's sake maybe?"

"Old habits are hard to break out of, I guess."

Dib nodded in agreement as he looked at Tak's silhouette under the blanket. By the request of Skoodge, Zim had to put a blanket over the criminal as she lay in a deep slumber.

Tenn sat to the left of the cockpit under a blanket that Skoodge had given her. Skoodge was standing guard over her, blocking the small distance between Tenn and Tak.

Zim had privately informed Skoodge of Tak's situation, and his poor face turned pale. Such a terrifying notion it was to have your PAK invaded. It just made his fear and uncertainty over Tak even worse.

Tenn was still very wary of Tak, though she wasn't aware of the 'ghost' thing. At one time in her life, she would have confidently faced a criminal like that and won the battle (though Tak had proven herself worthy in that regard too — she just never made it through training).

"What are you really planning to do with her?" Dib asked, watching Tak's rising chest.

"Oh, she's still going to be my prisoner. I won't lie that I'm squirming in excitement at the prospect. But I need to get to the bottom of this thing that possesses her. Maybe it needs help, just like an Earth ghost."

"Well it's hardly a thing. You said it was Irken."

"Irken-like, maybe."

"And did it never occur to you that Tak might need help too? The last time I actually remember seeing her, she was a dedicated, loyal Irken willing to do what it takes to become an Invader."

"Being a drone was never enough for her..." Zim remarked, realising it had never been enough for him too. The Brains never got around to Tak's ruling, but would they have decreed her defective like him?

"Tak changed pretty dramatically, Zim. Okay, she was vindictive and determined before, but this Irken possessing her must have taken over her mind and made her 'hate' her own race. Irken society is harsh, but you're all just so obedient, being the little space soldiers you are. I do see why she would have a grudge against you, but to take you all down?"

"I always knew she was a bad cookie from the start!"

"But you admit it's a little strange. There must be a little bitterness inside of you too for the Irken race, but you'd never act on it, surely."

Zim gave it a little thought. "No," he said at last. "It would be... disobedient." He cringed at his own loyalty. It was encoded in all Irkens — some strange DNA sequence that only the best kinds of Earth geneticists could understand.

"It has to be this Irken ghost manipulating her somehow. You said Molly's feelings coursed through you, so you should understand what Tak's going through."

"Why are you trying to make me feel sorry for her? She almost stole my mission and ruined my base. Then there's my robot bee!"

"Yeah, but that was then, Zim, when you still cared about your mission."

"You're putting words in my mouth..."

"Well, you don't care about it anymore now, do you?" the boy asked, a little concerned.

"No. So there's no need to go and soil your pants over it, Dib. Relax. I love Earth now!"

"Whatever. Just think about all the things I said. And I didn't soil my pants!"

Zim growled and pushed the idea of Tak's suffering out of his head (and Dib's soiled pants). Who cares?

He glanced over at Skoodge and Tenn, and wondered about their new living arrangements. How were they going to house an Irken criminal and an ex-Irken soldier in the base? Tak would have her very own section, of course. But what about Tenn?

Tenn pulled the blankets in closer. She hadn't used a blanket since she was one minute old (before her personality upload), so it was very humiliating that it gave her comfort.

It just all went pear-shaped for her since her capture on Meekrob. She could still hear the explosions of tiny, malfunctioning SIRs destroying her base, and she shivered. But that was nothing in comparison to what the Meekrob did to her. They claimed to be gentle creatures, using no physical violence against their enemies, but they sure like to destroy them mentally. They thought they were Irk's polar opposite, but in hindsight they were much worse. At least the Irkens on some level agreed that they were destructive, though in the name of 'galactic conquest'.

The Meekrob destroyed her inside, messing up the programming of Irk's greatest soldier.

And now here she was two yards away from an Irken traitor, who happily took sides with the monsters that destroyed her.

Skoodge watched her sadly, remembering the soldier she used to be: so brave and self-assured of her capabilities, and now here she shook beneath a blanket at his feet. It was disheartening. He always looked up to her back at the academy (being half an inch shorter than her), as he used her as a great example.

That was the soldier Skoodge wanted to be. If he weren't shot out of a cannon during the final sweep, he would have dedicated his success at conquering Blorch to Invader Tenn, but he never got to say.

Tenn weren't even aware of the impact she had on him. She weren't even aware of who he was until the day he rescued her from Meekrob.

There came a horrible gasp from Tak under the blanket. Skoodge turned around to investigate. He watched in horror as the form beneath the blanket started breathing heavy. He turned cold.

"Z-Zim..." he said.

"What?!"

"I think there's something wrong with the prisoner..."

"She's fine. That sedative should have knocked her right out for a good few hours."

"She's breathing too fast..."

"Breathing? Nonsense. You worry too much, Dib."

"I'm Dib!" Dib said.

"Oh yeah, I get you two kinda mixed up sometimes. Wide body, wide head."

Skoodge stared as Tak gasped for air. The blanket moved in and out of her mouth, bringing out the shape of her skull. Next, her breathing stopped, and the blanket remained still once again. Then she sat up as her eyes glowed green. Her screaming came out of nowhere as she thrashed against her restraints. The blanket fell off her face, revealing those green eyes in plain sight.

"She's a monster!" Skoodge shrieked, shielding Tenn from the danger. Tenn was also screaming.

"Take the controls!" Zim ordered Dib.

The boy, pale-faced, took control of the Voot as Zim ran to the back. The scene was horrendous. Skoodge and Tenn cowered away from the demented Irken.

"She's gone crazy! Her eyes! It's not normal. We're all doooomed!" Tenn cried.

"Do something, Zim!" Skoodge said this time.

Zim faced the possessed Irken, getting as close as safely as possible. He stared into those green eyes of Tak's. She stopped screaming, and watched him carefully.

"What are you looking at?" she hissed, but Zim could hear the undertone of another voice. This wasn't Tak this time, because Tak was sleeping...

"Who are you?" he asked, unwavering. He had faced worse than her.

She started laughing, which soon turned into a hideous cackle. Tak always nailed the insane laughter, but this wasn't her signature cackle.

"Tell me who you are! What purpose do you have with Irken Tak?!" Zim wasn't sure why he'd said Irken. It sounded too formal.

"Who's Tak?" she said, playfully.

"You're inside of her!"

"Skoodge, what is happening?!" Tenn demanded firmly, but she shook like a leaf. Skoodge pulled her up and moved her to the front of the ship by Dib.

"It's okay. Zim has experience in these matters."

"What kind of matters? That is not Tak!"

"She's possessed," Dib said. "That's what her problem is, Tenn. You Irkens are normally unaware to such phenomenon, but this type of stuff happens all the time on Earth."

"E-Earth? The planet that we are heading to right now?" Tenn's eyes were fixed on Dib. He felt like a microbe beneath a microscope.

Skoodge groaned. "Now look what you did, Dib!" he cried.

"What did I do?" he said, genuinely surprised.

Tenn pushed him out of the chair next, and seized the controls.

"Hey, watch it!" Dib snapped. Tenn was strong for such a small creature.

The ship swerved to the right. Once a skilled pilot, Tenn had no idea what direction she was pulling the ship into now. Just anywhere that was far from Earth.

Zim held onto the side of the ship once it swerved to the right. "Dib, when I asked you to take the controls, I didn't mean to swerve directly to the right!"

"It's not me, it's Tenn!" he yelled.

"Skoodge! Stop her. She is your responsibility now!"

"I will as soon as you get that freak under control!" said the voice of Skoodge this time.

"Well I'm trying! Do something, quick!"

Skoodge faced Tenn once again. "Tenn, please give Dib the controls back."

The Irken girl was dead-set on her new direction. Her eyes said it all (pure terror and whatnot).

"No! I'm not going to that planet! I'm going back!"

"Back to what? Being executed?!" Dib snapped next.

Skoodge gave him a classic death glare, while Tenn looked as if she'd been stabbed in the heart. Her lips quivered, and then she looked up at Dib with shiny, watery eyes.

Dib was shocked to see the look on an Irken face. Who knew they were capable of such a heart-breaking expression. He felt a little guilty now. But it was for the best. Tough love they say...

"I was not being executed," she said, softly.

"No, but they were going to kill you," Dib shot back. "You'd rather go back to a race that thinks you're broken?"

Tenn produced a confused, disgusted look next. "Who... who are you, anyway? I've never even seen you before."

"I'm—"

"He's a friend of ours," Skoodge finished for him.

If Tenn found out he was a native of Earth, it may unsettle her further. In addition, he had also been one of the rebels during the battle of Meekrob, so she may remember him from that. His name obviously hadn't rang a bell.

"That would explain why I have no memory of him..." she muttered next.

"Yeah..." Skoodge said, looking a little hurt after that remark. She never had any memory of him during training either.

"Please give Dib the controls back," he continued. "He knows Earth very well."

"Why?"

"Because, he... he just does."

"Earth is a great place for recovery," Dib said. "We'll at least give you a chance before you're deemed 'unfit'. Trust me."

"We? You talk as if you're a native of this Earth." She watched him closely then.

"He's just lived there a while," Skoodge replied this time. "How you holding up back there, Zim?"

"We're just staring each other out for the moment, but she won't back down. Zim won't back down either..."

"You can't save her, little defect, she's gone. A pity. She had the most potential out of your race..." said the spirit inside of Tak.

"You don't have to do this. Fuel her with hatred!"

"I'm not fuelling her; she already had enough fuel in her tank. But you were the one who started it all. The ignition. I can feel it: how she despises you. It's delicious."

Zim sharpened his eyes. "I know you're Irken, and you need help. I've helped many others like you before, but this time is different. We're the same now..."

She growled, "We are nothing alike! All you Irken scum sicken me! You follow a blind cause in the name of an Empire that hates you! From the day you were spawned, you were doomed. All of you!"

"Had you lost your PAK?" he asked, eyes wide and probing...

She faltered a moment, and then produced a hiss. "PAK? Just a show of how hollow you all are! You can't even function without a mechanical object. Part machine and part organic. The most superior race indeed! But who needs a PAK when you can live inside another...?"

"Leave Tak alone!" he fumed.

"Why, do you care for this pitiful creature before you now? You didn't the first time, so why don't you just leave her to rot again!"

Zim didn't say anything. He just looked the other way. Then he finally felt the guilt. The fun-dip was just so delicious at the time; it was hard to hear her cries for help.

"I feel Tak coming to," she announced. "So I hope you're prepared. I'm not lying. She really, really hates you, and she isn't too pleased right now."

He snapped his head back up. "I'm not afraid of Tak, or you!"

The green-eyed creature laughed, and finally left Tak's body. The Irken slumped back on the seat. Her purple eyes opened slowly.

"Where... where am I?" Her voice was groggy from the sedative. She sat up and met Zim's gaze.

He was pleased to see her purple eyes looking back, and it disgusted him.

She bared her teeth. "You... you won't win this battle, Zim..."

"Shut your noise tube. I preferred you unconscious."

She tried to reach out to him but her chains held her back. He pushed her against the seat. She was none too pleased with the action. How dare he touch her.

"As your new prison lord, I command you to keep still and quiet for the rest of the journey."

She guffawed. "And what will you do? Seriously?"

He grinned. "I will have my SIR sing "ten green bottles" to you on a loop in a confined area until your head explodes!"

"You're pathetic."

"Well there's always the 'Frozen' soundtrack. Now that is the ultimate evil. Rwhahahaha!"

She shook her head, wishing that the seat swallowed her up. That Zim and the Tallest; she will make them pay...

Zim returned to the cockpit and pushed Dib out of the seat, which was just too bad; he just got it back.

Tenn was sitting beside the seat now and far away from Tak. She was still too close to Zim for her liking, but he was the best choice she had. Either Zim or Tak occupied one end of the ship, and Zim's eyes weren't turning green. Skoodge never left her side.

Dib wandered over to Tak in awe. This was her. The Irken whom he had learnt so much about from just her ship alone.

"Hello, Dib..." she said.

Dib stopped like a deer in the headlights. "How did you—?"

"Your mannerisms all pertain to that of a human, and yours in particular were very distinct. It's not complicated, really. Besides, I think I'd recognise a disguise of my own creation. Only an idiot would think you were Irken..."

Tenn glanced over at them as she narrowed her eyes at Dib. Not an Irken? And forget the fact Tak called her an idiot (she was convinced Dib had been Irken before). So what was he?

Tak met her gaze as they stayed like that for a while. Tenn finally looked away, showing the first sign of weakness, but Tak saw that hateful glare in her eyes.

"Well, if it isn't Invader Tenn. I actually feel sorry for her. She got caught up in the whole nasty affair. Not her fault."

"Shut up, traitor! You don't know me; you don't know what I've been through!" Tenn yelled, rising to her feet. Her body trembled.

Tak rolled her eyes. "I can assure you that I've been through worse..."

Skoodge rose to his feet this time. "Zim, tell her to stop!"

"Shut up, all of you!" Zim snapped. "It's like driving children around space! Dib, leave Tak be!"

"No," the boy cried. "I finally get to meet the Irken again who created my ship. I miss that ship..."

"I believe you mean my ship, Dib," Tak corrected.

"Oh, yeah, sorry about that."

"Though of all the human backyards it could have landed in, I'm glad that it landed in yours. You have proven yourself worthy."

"Don't let her pull you in, Dib!" Skoodge shouted next. "It's a trick! Don't go to her dark side!"

"I'm not," Dib said, holding his hands out in defence.

"Oh, Invader Skoodge," Tak said, making a mock tutting sound. "Just another sad case. You didn't deserve a thing the Tallest did to you too."

"Be quiet, you!" Skoodge barked, pointing his finger at her.

She produced a patronising smile. "But you know I'm right..."

Skoodge stopped as Tak's words finally sunk in. He gripped his skull and shook it about.

"Leave him alone!" Tenn snapped, surprising Skoodge while making him all happy inside. How many times he had wanted to hear her say that when Invader Zee picked on him back at the academy.

"I'm just giving him a few home truths. Both of you, like me, were cast aside. And Zim too, but he's too ignorant to realise it!"

"Zim was not cast aside. He quit!" Zim declared.

"Yes, but we didn't do what you did, Tak," Skoodge pointed out.

"All in a matter of time..." she replied with a smile.

Skoodge and Tenn continued to scowl at her, but it only seemed to amuse her.

"You must still be mad about the SIR competition," she said, making awful small talk. "At least I decided to spare your SIRs. Too bad Zim's won in the end, hm?"

"Haha, yes! GIR was superior to all your stupid SIRs!" Zim just couldn't help himself. Tak rolled her eyes again.

"That's not what we're mad about," Tenn said.

"Then what?" Tak asked.

Tenn looked her right in the eye, and Tak saw that burning flame. "You're a despicable creature, Tak, and no matter what the Empire did to you, it doesn't excuse what you did."

Tenn stormed off to the front of the ship again and sat down next to Zim. Skoodge joined her shortly after (looks like he's going to be following her around a lot now).

Tak didn't have anything to say. So she kept her mouth shut, and languished in silence. Life was going to be hard from now on.

Earth finally became visible, as Zim sat back relieved. "Finally, we're home!"

"I never thought I'd be so happy to see that pristine blue planet," Skoodge said. "You're going to like Earth, Tenn, I'm sure of it."

"I hope you're right, Skoodge, because there isn't much choice for me anymore. Earth is all I have left."

"The humans seem a little stupid at first, but they're all right once you get used to them."

Dib looked at Skoodge, irritated. He didn't look to happy about being called 'stupid'.

"Um, hello, there's a human right here!" he said.

"I knew you weren't Irken!" Tenn yelled, pointing at him. "Reveal your true form, and let me see what these 'humans' look like."

"That's not a good idea..." Skoodge warned.

"Why not?" she asked.

"Uh, hmmm..." Skoodge mumbled.

"They're too hideous," Zim said. "The Voot's lighting will only distort his features and freak you out!" He realised why Skoodge was so hesitant, and decided it was best that she never found out about Dib's identity too. To be sat in a vessel with two rebels would be too much for her. She may do something unpredictable again.

"Hey, we're not that hideous!" Dib snapped.

"Oh, you are," Zim assured him. "Like shaved gorillas!"

"Stop that!"

"They just don't want you to know, Tenn, that not only do you sit inside an outdated vessel with one rebel, but that you sit with two. He's one of the strange life forms that joined forces with the Resisty, and rebelled against the Irken Empire," Tak finally said.

Tenn's eyes bulged out. "W-what?!" She looked at Dib then, and moved away from him disgusted.

Dib felt very guilty now about something he couldn't even remember doing.

"Oops. Was I not supposed to say anything?" Tak sneered.

Zim gripped his temples and gave them a vigorous rub. Planet Earth couldn't have come sooner. This had been the most stressful of trips, and it was twice as long as the journey to Judgementia because of some stupid Time Warp thing.

Space made absolutely no sense.

A/N: There you have it chapter six (though seventh here. I don't include the prologue).

Just thought you all should know that it was going to be Zim who was originally possessed. That's how this story was birthed, because I got the idea for this sequel at about the fifth chapter in Clairvoyance, but I never realised how much character development Zim would go through in the end. It was always my goal, but he really changed... I outdid myself. I thought it would just not make sense if he suddenly got possessed and went all crazy again, especially with what he'd been through. His story was pretty much finished at the end of Clairvoyance, hence why this sequel could have gone on unwritten. But then Tak came to mind. While writing Clairvoyance, a part of me kinda wished I had written her in for no apparent reason. Just to have her there so I could have a go at taking her character on. She wouldn't have made sense in the first story. So that's why I chose her in the end. Her time to be written in the supernatural world of my fanfics has come. Her story wasn't finished in the show. The Irken spirit was always female though, even when it was initially inside of Zim... There's a twist to her origin that will come later. And I mean later later, because I've not written it yet. But do stay tuned.

Tenn was thrown into the mix too, because, well, I don't know if any other IZ fan has ever done this, or anyone ever, but I always used to fall asleep during my avid fan days imagining stories about the characters in IZ. Crazy alert!

I've done it since I was very young with original characters and stories, and still often do it now. One was about Zim, Tak, Tenn and Skoodge being on Earth together like roommates. Tenn was always helpless and broken after the battle, and Skoodge was trying to help her out. It can make you quite the insomniac though if you get too into the story... I've even created Irken OCs at some point, who will never leave my head. They're just personal and for me only. Irken OCs often get a bad rep in the fandom, which is one reason why I won't write or share mine (though I do try my best to not make them sueish). I have however seen some brilliant, well thought out Irken OCs, who don't just serve to be an enemy or lover of Zim. They even make brilliant stand alone stories. The only Irken OC I'll ever write is this freaky ghost one, but it doesn't count, coz she a ghost... Okay, it does count, as she is technically an OC and Irken, well, once.

Tenn is coming off as the victim in the war, even though she was on Meekrob to invade. Though she still didn't deserve the treatment. Think of the Invaders as just the pawns in the war. If I knew more about chess, I would probably have a better metaphor, but yeah, something, something chess...

It's hard to decide on what personality to give Tenn. It's even harder to get a feel of her in the show, because she is too busy screaming, but seems to love the word doomed (like the rest of the characters on the show). I guess she's pretty standard and boring as an Irken personality (not like Zim), though this breakdown she is suffering from has given her more of an edge now and a character. I try to make her sound superior and authoritative in part, because she was, respectfully, the best Invader. They sent her all the way to Meekrob, and she even got sent the Megadoomer. We all know how that ended...

I don't know if anyone noticed, but I never revealed whether Tak is defective. I just don't want to. It's a speculation in the fandom, and I want to keep it as that. A mystery.

In the plot for 'Top of the Line', Tak, as you all know, sabotaged the SIR unit competition, but it says that she spared Skoodge's, Tenn's and Zim's SIRs. GIR wins of course. What was Skoodge's SIR called? I seem to recall Chipz, as I read a fan script a while ago for the episode on the IZFAS site. I hear Soapy Waffles were in the process of making an episode. I've not heard from them in a while (I liked them on facebook). Are they still doing it or have they finished already? Let me know please!

And there is another obligatory Frozen reference for you. You can't escape it, ever. So you better get used to it (kidding, it's the last one, I promise because a joke always runs its course...)