Quick before note: Okay, I didn't want to wait! I'll do Part II now! Will there be a Part III? I dunno, maybe! Depends on how long this will take.

Part II

A lot can happen in a thousand years, and sometimes a flashback is a good way to go. This is one of those times.

Zim woke up inside a dark lab. He was incredibly drowsy. He noticed that he was breathing through some kind of mask and that there was a needle stuck in his arm. He pulled it out sleepily and his eyes followed the tube connected to the needle. The tube ended at some kind of machine, which had been pumping a clear liquid into his arm.

He started waking up more. As soon as he ripped off the mask, his mind became clear. He noticed that he was strapped down onto some kind of narrow table. He shook violently, trying to slip out.

"Oh, crap, you're awake." A voice came from somewhere to his right. He looked over and saw his rival, Dib, staring at him, as if analyzing him.

Zim growled. He didn't really know he could make such an animal-like noise, but he didn't want to focus on that. He wanted to get the heck out of there.

"You don't know how much sedative I had to keep you on constantly just to keep you somewhat asleep!" Dib went on, walking up to him calmly and writing on a clipboard.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING TO ME?"

"Woah," Dib backed off and looked at a nearby machine, which was beeping insanely. "Okay, calm down, Zim, it's alright!"

"NO, IT IS DEFINITELY NOT ALRIGHT!"

The machine beeped more.

"Zim, calm down! If you don't, you'll blow up the lab, and neither of us would have access to one! Just look at yourself!"

Zim glanced down at himself. He gasped.

He was glowing!

He marveled at the sight for a moment, then realized that several sensors and such were stuck to his bare chest, and wires connected them to monitors around him.

He struggled against the straps. He seriously needed to get out of there!

"It's no use," Dib stated. "Those straps are indestru-" he stopped cold when they snapped, one by one. Zim stood and ripped off all the sensors. He glared at Dib.

"Zim is no test subject, Dib." he looked down at the much shorter human, utter hatred in his glare.

"Wait, WAIT!" Dib stared up at him, horrified.

"Look, I'm sorry I started experimenting on you without your permission, but don't you want to know what happened to you? Why you're like this? What you're capable of now?"

Zim narrowed his eyes. His light dimmed a bit. He made a fist out of his three pointed fingers on each hand.

"Fine," he said after a moment. "But from now on, we're doing it my way."

Dib nodded eagerly.

That was the beginning of a horrible friendship.

After note: Haha, at least it was at first. Anyway, sorry this was kind of short. Yeah. Well, let's get back to the actual story next chapter, shall we?