Time slowed down. Gaz threw punches at Zim, Zim threw punches at Gaz, and they both dodged each others' punches. It was hard to guess what would happen next, yet it was also so predictable.

At one point, Gaz landed a hit and smirked. Zim only took a moment to recover and threw a small ball of green light right at her. Gaz instinctively held out a hand and realized, that if she used her own energy, she could use his against him. She added a little more power to it and threw it back.

Zim ducked just in time, and turned around to see a tree behind him explode. He looked back at her, eyes wide with surprise and wonder. Gaz used this moment to throw another punch, but he dodged it, and they went back to where they started. Soon, though, something distracted them both.

They paused, looking towards the edge of the clearing. Gir was laughing like crazy in his little bubble, and his head had fallen off. Zim sighed.

"Not again," he muttered.

Gaz looked at him, irritated. Was he seriously going to stop in the middle of a fight to fix his stupid little robot servant, who was probably going to break himself in the next five minutes, anyway?

"Gir," he yelled. "What is so funny?"

Gir's body stood up and lifted his still laughing head.

"I dunno," he said, giggling with every word.

Gaz had enough.

"Oh, come on! How many freaking interruptions will there be? It's starting to get really annoying."

"Just be patient, Earth-stink," Zim said. Gaz scowled. "I'm as annoyed as you are."

He leaned over the edge of the ship. There were a few clinking noises, then he stood back up, strange Irken tools in-hand.

Gaz watched him walk up to Gir, who had finally stopped his annoying laughter, and held the bubble in front of his face. He sighed.

"Alright Gir, I am going to have to open the bubble to fix you, which means you'll automatically shut down because of the magnetic field."

Gir looked up at him and whimpered. Gaz didn't know why he looked so scared, but she kind of felt sorry for him.

"Don't worry, Gir," Zim said. crouching down. "Are you ready?"

Gir held up a finger, as if to say "Wait," The top of his head slid open, and he reached in and pulled out a rubber pig. Gaz looked away.

She heard a little click, and knew the little robot had probably just technically died. She refused to show any emotion and convinced herself she didn't care. She glanced back at Zim.

His back was to her, and he was working with his tools, knowing exactly what to do. She couldn't see exactly what he was doing from this angle, and she was kind of relieved.

A few minutes later, Gaz was really bored. She held up a finger mischievously and zapped Zim in the back of the head. His hair was singed, and he turned around angrily as it repaired itself before their eyes.

"What the hell was that for?"

"I'm bored."

"So? It will only be another minute-"

"But I really wanna just kick your ass and go home already," she cut him off. He rolled his eyes and stood up. He seemed like he was about to put his hands on his hips again, but thought better of it and let them hang limply at his sides. Gaz snickered. Zim scowled.

Zim opened his mouth as if to say something, but Gaz just ran at him and punched him in the gut. He hadn't been ready, and he had the air knocked out of him. His face grew furious, and he punched Gaz in the face.

She grinned evilly, wiping her arm across her mouth, then lunged at him. She thrust her arm forward in an attempt to punch him, but he ducked. He grabbed the bottom of her arm and threw her to the edge of the clearing.

She spun in the air and landed, knees bent, facing him.

"Still bored?" Zim asked, not out of breath in the least.

"Eh, a little."

"Let me fix that." he ran forward and jumped. Gaz ducked just in time, but Zim turned to face her about 50 feet in the air, put his hands together, and shot his energy at her again. She dodged it and shot back, and caught him in the chest.

He got pushed back a bit, and when he landed he had a huge hole in the middle of his shirt. He grinned up at her like a maniac, crouching on the grass, his teeth seeming sharpened, as the material slowly grew back.

Gaz stared at him strangely. The wild look in his eyes was...well, almost frightening.

Then, she got suddenly angry. She didn't know why, all she knew was that she was, and that this anger was giving her more power. Zim slowly stood up, still smiling wildly. Before he could do anything, Gaz put every bit of power she had into one shot, and a beam of black energy at least twice as thick as her shot forward.

Zim reacted quickly, and a beam of about the same size shot back.

There they were, two forces so powerful they could probably destroy a small planet with one shot, fighting against each other.

And only one could win.

Gaz put more energy in to it, knowing it was potentially dangerous, but Zim just made his more powerful. The point in the middle where the light made contact was explosive, shards of black and green flying everywhere.

Soon, the green energy started gradually pushing closer and closer to Gaz. She panicked, and tried to make her own stronger, but she knew she couldn't, not without killing herself.

In a moment, she realized that she wasn't going to win. But, but she was GAZ! Gaz NEVER lost!

An echo of the voice of her long-lost brother, from over 1,000 years ago, sounded through her head. Something Dib had once told her, before Zim had ever come into their lives, ran through her mind.

There's a first time for everything, Gaz.

A first time for everything...

There was a flash of green, a moment of pure pain, and everything, absolutely everything, was gone.

The invincible Gaz Membrane had, for the first time in her life, lost.

A first time for everything...

Note: Do you have chills? Did I just ruin the moment? Too bad! I need to say something. Of couse, most of you wanted Zim to win. After I thought about it for a second, I decided I did too! I just thought it might be weird for the EGF(S), as I call them, the Extreme Gaz Fans (or Stalkers,) since Gaz never loses. I'm one of those people.

But, then again, Zim did spend 1,000 years training! With Dib, no less. Also other awesome people, but we'll get to that.

To Tazer42, since I can't reply by PM (some kind of evil plan to get noticed, perhaps?) yes, Gir is kind of hard to write for. Thanks for the compliment, even though I don't think I did all that well. He's way awesomer than anyone but Johnen Vasquez could make him. Also, I just want to point out, I find the expression 'speedy fingers' extremely amusing! (Wait, amusing? Why so formal? WHO AM I AND WHAT HAVE I DONE WITH ME? Wait...)

Anyway, GODSPEED FELLOW PIRATE-VAMPIRE-NINJA-BUNNIES! Wait, is that only me?

Yeah, I just made that up. Sounds like the awesomest thing in the world, right? THOUGHT SO! Wow, I really make these things long. TALKATIVE! Okay, I'll shut up now. Or now. Or now. Or-

Random audience dude(who annoys me immensly): GO AWAY ALREADY!

DON'T GET YOUR KNICKERS IN A KNOT, GRANDMA, I'M LEAVIN'!

*steals his waffles and runs*