A/N: Hi everyone, I'm back! Miss me? Probably not X3. Well I'm sure you never thought it was coming but here's chapter four C:. There are some of my own head cannons in this chapter and slight OOC ness in it. Please forgive me on that, I just thought it would make the story more interesting. I wasn't able to proof read this so I'm sorry in advance for any mistakes.
For all the PM's I've gotten from wonderful friends and fans, I will respond eventually. I've been recovering from head surgery and WHOOHOO am CANCER FREE NOW BABY! YEAH. It feels great to not have to be concerned the cancer now, that stress is gone. The doctors said they hopefully got it all out and it's being tested now. I'm hopefully getting my stitches out tomorrow which will be wonderfullll!
This chapter was actually chapter four and five kind of crushed together. I felt bad for not updating for so long. Part of chapter Five is in this, mainly just the ending confrontation between Gaz and Zim but the rest of it will be continued upon,(Hopefully) edited and posted one day.
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Standing around in the hall, Gaz wondered what she could do that would make her former self uncaringly leave school for the rest of the day. It meant she had to get everyone out of their classes and probably find a way to get her game slave and take the batteries out. Even the thought of doing that to herself irritated her. No one touched her game slave. NO ONE.
She hadn't seen Zim come back from his car yet, so she figured she had a little bit of time. She saw all the annoying brats sitting in the classrooms getting lectures that no one wanted to hear from their teachers. It's not like anything they were learning in school would actually help them in real life.
That's part of why Gaz never really wanted to try. She understood some classes helped shape a human's life and prepares them for their own life. But she didn't see any classes being offered that would teach someone life skills like how to pay the bills and what decisions to make when buying a car. It bothered her more than anything. Of course she found the stuff interesting, especially history but honestly, who the hell cares what happened in the past. It's not her fault they were idiots and fucked everything over. They always say you have to learn history so it doesn't repeat itself. Why not just let it run its course? The human race will cower before her one day anyways, why not just start now?
She grinned when her target was acquired. Just a poor random fool that decided that he had to pee at the wrong time. She recognized him. He was freakier than Dib's ginormous head and he had the most annoying ass voice that a human being could possibly have. She'd been planning on destroying him soon, but at least this way she could kill two birds with one stone.
"Hey Keef," She said in a fake friendly tone.
He smiled as his eyes bulged slightly, "Hi Gazzy! How are you doing!?" Gaz's eye twitched in annoyance. He was worse than iggins was but he learned his lesson too after trying to take away what was rightfully hers.
"Good, good. You're still obsessed with Zim right?"
"HE'S MY BUDDY!" Keef shrieked, making her want to break his face right then and there. "Why, does he miss me? I miss him? I remember that one time when we-."
"Yeah that's nice," Gaz interrupted, glaring at him before trying to control her anger toward him, "Zim isn't feeling very good today, I need your help to make him smile."
"OH NO!" Keef screamed again, "NOT MY BUDDY! I know! I'll throw him a party! It'll be the best party ever with balloons and ZIM. Oh he'll be so pleased! I'll even bake him a cake!" Oh how she wanted to turn his face redder than the color of his hair right now.
"Oh no no, he's…allergic to cake," She lied, grinning slightly when Keef looked sad. 'That's right annoying rat, suffer in your own self-pity…self-control Gaz, self-control.' She then thought, clasping her hands together and trying to fake a smile. "But I know something that will make him happy."
"REALLY?" Keef asked, so excited that Gaz was almost worried he'd stain her clothes if he blew up. Then she'd really destroy him. Every fiber of him.
"Yeah…" She smirked, loving the fact that she was evil, "Come on, I'll show ya."
He happily followed her, skipping like a fool. Oh how she wanted to just snap his leg right now, 'Patience Gaz' she thought to herself, spotting the fire alarm at the end of the hall. "Zim's having a bad day at school today, he needs to get out and be in the sunshine. So here's what's going to happen."
Keef leaned in closer, anticipating a plan as she started cracking her knuckles and smiling evilly.
Meanwhile, Zim was sitting alone in his car. His knees were pressed firmly into his chest and he wrapped his arms around them, leaning his forehead down onto his knees in grief. He felt so internally destroyed. He hadn't a clue as to what he did wrong but when he tried to offer himself to his tallest as every Irken is issued to do at this time of year, he was rejected and demoted. It made him feel horrible. 'It's because I'm so short. It's all my fault,' He thought unhappily to himself.
Every year near the summer time, each Irken was supposed to offer themselves to the tallest. They were to do anything and everything until their tallest were pleased with them. This is also often when the Tallest chose who had the best qualities in height and skill to be cloned and who didn't, so they just became normal citizens of Irk that were free to breed during the upcoming mating season. All smeets were sent to an academy whether they were naturally born or cloned. So they all became soldiers one way or the other, but some of them just stood out more than others.
He was amazing, why had his tallest refused his offerings and affections? They called him horrible names, but defect was the one that hurt the worst. That was the lowest possible thing you could call an Irken. Zim would rather be called a whore or a betrayer, but a defect? That hurt.
He wanted to believe the tallest saw every Irken as important, even if they were small. They were supposed to value their races life and cherish every one of their subjects, but they lied. Zim's claws dug into the fabric of his pants just thinking about it and he ground his teeth together. It was worse because it wasn't Zim's fault that he was small and…defective. Rebels against the empire screwed with the machinery and hatched him too early, then gave him a prototype PAK that was supposed to be an upgrade from what older Irkens had, smaller and better. But it was a failed prototype and he'd been the unlucky one to get it. What's worse is that his 'loins' came from the tallests themselves. Every Irken that was cloned was given a tiny bit of either Red or Purples DNA to make them even better, he clearly got Red's genes as they looked pretty similar but now they hated him.
Angrily, Zim slammed his fist down onto the dash board of his car, gritting his teeth together and using his other hand to clench a fist full of the hair on his wig. Today he was to get a call from them for demoting but they told him yesterday they might not even contact him. He was no longer an Irken to them, just another thorn in their side.
It had taken all these years on Earth just for Zim to see that his Tallest had tried multiple times to kill him, but he was so danger prone as it was that he was just able to wade his way through any trouble that he got into. Even after all that, he still tried so hard to make things right and make them work. But even then he was denied. And even after he offered to service them sexually he was still denied. The thought made him hit his dash board again. Usually if an Irken couldn't satisfy their tallest through displays of loyalty, smarts and strength then pleasure was the only other way to go. It was nearly unheard of now a days and it was degrading to have to use that to satisfy someone you strive every day of your life to please in other ways. It was worse when the taller Irkens would pick on the small ones like Zim especially during mating season. All the taller soldiers were always really aggressive and very touchy feely in the showers during that time of year. They would tease Irkens like Zim. Getting them to believe that they cared about them and valued their life when in reality they didn't give two shits if the shorters lived or died. It was agonizing. It made Zim even angrier to know that that's exactly what his former Tallest did to him.
The more he thought about the lies he was told all his life, the angrier he got. He wanted to kill someone, he wanted to blow this fucking planet up just to show the Tallests just how wrong they were about him. He debated challenging his Tallest for leadership, which wasn't uncommon on Irk but it was extremely rare that a shorter Irken won a fight for leadership against its tallest. Not to mention the tallest have an entire armada at their fingertips that they are permitted to use in a fight for dominance. But let's be realistic here. Zim, against the entire Irken Empire? He wasn't some super Irken that could just avoid death when it looked him in the eye. It was preposterous to even think about trying to take over the Irken Empire all by himself. Physically impossible actually. Zim could barely win fist fights with other short Irken soldiers, but to take on highly experienced Elites who never miss a shot? It was more than doubtful.
"Why'd I have to be the one fuck up?" He voiced quietly to himself, "Why not Tak, she's the one who couldn't become an invader. It wasn't my fault she wasn't smart enough to get out of that testing chamber herself. A REAL invader would've been able without the assistance of another Irken." He sighed and ripped off his wig at the thought, throwing it into the back along with his contacts, "Fuck this planet. I just want to d-." He stopped himself mid-sentence when a VERY loud explosion was heard. The shock wave was enough to shake his vehicle and he instantly heard the fire alarm go off. "I wonder if Dib's head finally exploded…"
He saw vile children flooding out of the school seconds later and easily spotted the Gaz human. He was more than confused when he saw that she was in different attire then when he saw her just fifteen minutes ago. She was also headed straight off of school grounds with her gameslave tightly clutched in her hand. She looked pissed off but satisfied at the same time. Zim was confused; Gaz had nothing with her this morning. Unless her brother unit brought her all her stuff then how did she get it?
His curiosity flared as he watched her trot away toward home. He had to find out how the hell she did that. He was about to start his car and follow her when suddenly his passenger door opened, startling him.
"WHO DARES-," He stopped again upon seeing it was once again Gaz. The other Gaz. Now he was really thrown for a loop.
"Schools out for the day, luckily it's Friday so Whoohoo, three day weekend." She said, smacking her hands together as if she had just completed a job. Zim wanted to question her right then and there, but he was more bothered that she came back to his car than anything else.
"Why are you in Zim's car?!" He snapped, glaring at her.
"Because you're the idiot who's just staring at the burning school in fascination without his disguise on where plenty of people can see you," She growled back, reaching back and slapping his wig down on his head, "Use your brain next time."
Zim growled angrily before rolling down his window, "IT'S JUST PINK EYE. I'M NORMAL." And rolling it back up. He was even more annoyed when Gaz actually snickered at his actions, "I'm sorry, what is it that you find so funny?" He hissed.
"You," She sassed back, "You don't have to tell the humans you're normal or even make excuses, they're not smart enough to notice anyways."
"You degrade your own race?"
"It's not like they don't do the same to me," She scoffed, crossing her arms, "I hate being human. You're lucky you're not."
"Right," Zim said before muttering under his breath, "And you're lucky you are."
"So, I'm bored and lost my gameslave, can I come to your house?"
"No," I answered simply, "But you can in fact leave my car and leave me alone."
"Sucks, I'm coming to your base whether you like it or not." She replied, visibly locking her door for emphasis.
"You realize that I can just kill you if I please to and trust Zim, he wants to kill someone more than anything right now."
"Try it and find out what it's like to be turned inside out one layer of skin at a time," She threatened. Zim had to admit, that did not sound pleasant and after having seen what she can do to another human being he wasn't really interested in the idea of challenging her threats.
"Did the Dib humans head explode? The shock wave shook Zim's car." He changed the subject, huffing when he realized he really wasn't going to win in this situation.
"Not Dib's," She replied simply, "But I heard Keef is having a bit of a migraine today."
"You blew him up?" Zim asked, slightly pleased with the idea of being rid of the annoying red head.
"Nah, he doesn't die no matter what I do." Gaz sighed angrily, "But let's just say he learned why you never touch a girl's gameslave. And today he finally fulfilled his dream of becoming a batter in baseball. He was the bat." Zim smirked at that, slightly enjoying the images of Keef being mauled and beaten by Gaz.
"Clever, but Zim could've done better."
"Really now? What would you have done?"
"Weasels, lots and lots of genetically enhanced weasels."
"With laser eyes?"
"Precisely," He confirmed, pulling away from the school as it continued to burn. The screams of Gaz's victims still echoing through the torched halls.
Zim remembered suddenly why he was suspicious of this Gaz human and decided to test some boundaries, "Why do you wish to come to Zim's base?"
"I'm bored and Dib won't shut the hell up at home. It's a mysterious mysteries marathon today and before long I'll hear his VILE voice singing the stupid theme song. No thanks."
"And why not just doom him?"
"The only reason he is still alive today is because Dad won't take us out for family dinner each year unless he's home and not turned inside out. I have to keep the organs on the inside of his body apparently."
"Well that just ruins all the fun," Zim snickered. He enjoyed talking about Dib's demise; it may even give him pleasant dreams tonight. "Your father unit is very smart. I can actually talk scientifically with him."
"Don't even start that," Gaz groaned, "It's always science with him."
"What is wrong with science?" Zim questioned, down shifting his car as they rounded a sharp corner.
"It's all he ever talks about. He still thinks I'm six years old because that's the year he invented super toast. Worst year of my life."
"Hm," Zim replied. "Wouldn't you be interested in science if you could doom your victims with it."
"I already have, remember that kid in the papers last year that got a horrible incurable flesh eating disease?"
"I had a feeling you had something to do with that," Zim muttered in amusement, "And how did you administer him to this flesh eating disease."
"Easy, I stabbed him with a spork at lunch. He was the idiot who tried to sit next to me. So he got what he deserved."
"Fascinating," Zim scoffed. He pulled into his drive way and stopped, just staring at his base for a moment as his claws clenched around the wheel more.
"Home sweet home huh?"
"Sure," Zim growled softly, turning his face away from it, "Well you've come to Zim's base, now leave. I no longer find your presence amusing."
"Funny, I don't remember asking you if I could stay for very long or not," She barked, "Now get out of the car, your voice annoys me."
"It's my car," Zim snapped back, "And my base, if I do not wish for you to come in, then you must go."
"The last time someone told me to leave their home; I burned it to the ground with a snap of my fingers. You wouldn't want the same to happen to your precious base would you?"
"Depends, did it explode or just burn?" He muttered to himself under his breath so Gaz couldn't hear. He got out of the vehicle nonetheless and walked past the lawn gnomes with ease. Gaz followed him, which annoyed him but he had to prepare himself to be demoted anyways, so he'd figure out a way to get rid of her one way or the other.
"Nice place," Gaz muttered, already having seen it before. Though it did change a little bit. Less creepy pictures on the wall and more furniture to make it look like a normal abode.
"Yes, yes. Now amuse yourself. I have business to attend to."
"What kind of business?"
"That's classified," He growled back, feeling annoyed with her prying. He so badly wanted her to just leave already, but he was grateful that she had gotten everyone out of school and made him have a good laugh at the thought of Keef dying painfully so he'd tolerate her for a little bit longer.
"How's the invader job going?" And there goes the tolerance.
"NONE OF YOUR DAMN BUSINESS!" He shouted angrily, glaring at her and clenching his fists, "I don't know what the hell you have planned Gaz fool but I can assure you I am not amused any more. If the Dib human was stupid enough to send his little protégé to pry into my private life then you might as well just go home! I am not afraid to get my hands dirty and I am sure as hell not afraid to kill you if you even so much as glanced into my life again!" He stopped after that, breathing hard and glaring daggers at her. He hadn't meant to get THAT angry with her, but she'd really hit a nerve. He didn't have the patience for this right now and he was naturally more aggressive during this time of year anyways.
Gaz did not look pleased with his words, in fact a scary purple aura started surrounding her and her amber eyes flashed red and narrowed. But she blinked and they went away along with the aura. Zim was curious with that; she was physically trying to hold herself back from destroying him. Why?
"You're something else Zim. And don't you ever call me Dib's protégé if you want to keep whatever alien junk you have. It was just a question, god you're worse than Dib when he's on his man period."
Zim growled angrily and air choked her, trying to recompose himself, "Why don't you go amuse yourself elsewhere? I have much more important things to do then deal with the likes of you."
"Fine, I'm going to explore you're base," She hissed back, storming off in another direction.
"HEY!" Zim snapped. He didn't have time for this, "Computer, watch the Gaz human; make sure she doesn't do anything stupid that would cause me to have to kill her."
"Whatever." It replied as it started doing its job.
Zim scowled at its lack of cooperation before shrugging it off and taking off his coat and shirt. He'd have to return them today to his Tallest and he wasn't allowed to wear them during his demotion. He was supposed to be bare for a reason and that reason was shame.
As much as he didn't want to let the tallest's have their way, he was also conflicted about his loyalties to Irken custom. And Irken custom said that all soldiers being demoted had to be bare from the head down to the stomach and they were not allowed to raise their antenna or challenge their tallest in any way. It was very disrespectful if and Irken broke the custom and could lead to consequences. Some being as bad as execution. Though at this point, even that sounded better than living out an Irken life span alone on a dying planet.
He took the elevator down into his lab and took off his invader pants, replacing them with normal black pants. His entire Invaders uniform had to go back to his tallest today so he also had to give up his gloves and boots which freaked the hell out of him. He'd never EVER exposed his hands unless he was trying to please his Tallest and even then he didn't like it. Back when he was slightly respected by his Tallest he would occasionally take his gloves off especially after he'd been noticed for being spunky by them when he was still a trainee in the Invader's academy. That meant the world to him. His tallest had actually noticed him! The shortest Irken in the academy was noticed before the tall ones were. Of course this later led to him being beaten up and harassed but he felt that it was worth it back then.
He quietly folded his uniform and set it on a pile on the monitor's dash board, sitting down and awaiting their call.
He waited and waited and waited for what felt like ever. He hadn't has a clue as to when they would call and he was beginning to feel the depression pooling in his stomach again. They were probably just going to kick him out and ignore him like a lowly dog. The thought didn't make him feel good.
He glanced around the lab, scowling at how much he'd changed to fit his Tallest's liking over the year. Everything was purple and red just as they liked. Everything was advanced and Irken stamped, just like they wanted. Everything was perfect. Just like they wanted.
He gritted his teeth again and clenched his fist, so angry with the whole concept but mostly hurt. The least they could do is keep him around and just kick him out of the military. He wouldn't be so much in their antenna then. He'd just be another citizen and after settling in, he might've even debated finding a mate. But they ripped that all away from him and for what. It's not like he'd actually hurt them personally before. He never talked back to them, he never threatened them, never challenged them. He was the perfect little subject to them just with a few quirks. A few that apparently they couldn't accept.
"Sir," he jumped nearly ten feet when it addressed him, not expecting it to rip him so violently from his thoughts.
"What!" He spat at it, glaring angrily at the fact that he'd been startled by it.
"The human is in the lab rifling around. She paid me twenty bucks not to throw her out. But she never said anything about alerting you."
"And you accepted a BRIBE over your duties!" Zim shouted at it, "OF ALL PIECES OF MACHINERY! I HAD TO GET THE ONE THAT ACCEPTS BRIBES."
"Well there's just this really cute taco picture that I've wanted to buy and hang up somewhere."
"I honestly don't know why I keep you." Zim hissed to it, "Where is the human!?"
"In your personal quarters." It replied like it was no big deal.
"WHAT!" Zim shouted again, "HONESTLY THAT DOOR IS LOCKED AT ALL TIMES COMPUTER. HOW DID SHE GET IN?"
"She promised me another twenty if I let her in." It answered, "Not like she's causing any harm, she's just rifling through some boxes." Zim groaned loudly and yanked on his antenna angrily. He stood up without a word and walked over to a certain part of his lab, snatching a plasma pistol off the wall and making sure it was loaded before angrily stalking off down the hall.
"I'm going to kill that stupid ass human," He hissed under his breath as he shoved his bedroom door open. Gaz was in there with a box labeled GIR on it. Zim felt his breath catch in his throat, wondering what she wanted with that. She was shocked to see he was holding a weapon against her, "Drop the box."
"You aren't serious." Zim growled and fired at the wall, disintegrating part of it that the computer started fixing again instantly.
"I'm dead fucking serious. Drop the box." Gaz, startled at his aggression dropped the box with a loud clank, really pissing him off, "HEY! Gir isn't just a piece of trash you know."
"You're the one who said drop the box dumbass," Gaz growled back.
"Move, now," He commanded without missing a beat, "I warned you to stay out of my personal belongings you foolish human, now move, I want answers and I want them now." She didn't seem humored by his threats, "First, who the hell are you?"
"Gaz, duh." She replied sarcastically, "Was that not obvious."
"BE QUIET!" He snapped, "I saw the real Gaz human leave the school today and head home after the fire drill. I didn't understand why there were two of you at first. But now I get it. You're some cheap fake that Dib hired to delve into my life and get him answers."
"HA that's rich. Why would anyone work for Dib?" Gaz countered. "I just wanted to see if I could fix Gir."
"And how did you know he was broken!" Zim snarled back, his finger on the trigger as his eyes flashed in fury. She was silent at that, not knowing how to answer him, "That's what Zim thought. Now walk and if you so much as take one wrong step I will not hesitate to kill you."
"Man, you're much worse than Dib when he's on his man period," Gaz rolled her eyes, walking by Zim as he shoved the gun into her back and shoved her along.
"And you're much worse than Dib at spying. But that is to be expected from a fake."
"I'm not a fake Zim, there are reasons why there are two Gaz's alive right now. But you can't know any of them."
"The hell I can't," He spat back, "I'm the one holding the weapon; if I ask you a question you better damn well answer it if you value your pretty little head."
"Please, don't even try," She scoffed, crossing her arms angrily, "I know something's up and I just want to help."
"Invaders need no one." Zim hissed icily, 'not even their tallest,' he thought to himself. This just made him angrier which made the situation worse for Gaz. "Turn around."
She did so boredly and stared at him, tapping her fingers on her arm. "Who are you?"
"Gazelene Membrane, the one and only." She answered again, making him growl.
"THE TRUTH! You pathetic excuse for a human. The Gaz human does not just merely help someone. You are clearly a fake."
"She does if she's seen something horrible that she feels responsible for." She spat back perking Zim's curiosity.
"And what would that be?"
"A friend of mine committed suicide. I didn't realize how much he was hurting in the few weeks before it happened. Nor did I realize that he actually liked being around me. That'd be a first."
"You have a brother whom enjoys your company," Zim growled back, pulling the hammer of the gun back, "Any more lies you want to say before I kill you?"
"First of all, Dib is forced to enjoy my company. We're siblings and secondly, I'm not lying to you. You said yourself earlier that you knew when I was lying because my skull pendant was behind my shirt, not in front of it. Where is it now Zim?"
"I don't care, what were you doing with Gir?"
"I already told you, I wanted to see if I could fix him."
"No one can fix him!" He snarled ferociously, "Especially not a lowly human such as you!"
"Sir," Computer said aloud.
"NOT NOW!" Zim shouted back at it.
"Well I thought I could at least try!" Gaz snapped back.
"Why? To tell Dib human how he works!? To mess with Irken technology? To expose me!?"
"Uhh Sir," The computer said again.
"NOT NOW YOU STUPID MACHINE!" Zim spat at it again.
"I am just trying to help you idiot!" Gaz snapped back.
"SIR!"
"WHAT COMPUTER. I AM IN THE MIDDLE OF SOMETHING HE-." He stopped when he saw his Tallest on the monitor, not looking amused with his displays of aggression and dominance. He'd just broken Irken custom and he wasn't even there to accept their call properly.
Numbly, the weapon dropped from his hands and he snapped his antenna back onto his head, trying to be submissive toward them. He tried to motion for his computer to take Gaz away but all of them just seemed to be in shock.
"Wow, we took time out of our schedule for this?" Purple said in irritation. Zim's stomach sank even further when he saw that they had a whole audience of Irkens behind them, all to watch his demotion.
"Uh oh…" His computer muttered behind him.
A/N: Sorry for the abrupt ending, but I had to cut it off somewhere. And sorry that there is so much language in this. I figured since all the characters are much older now, they're probably gonna cuss like sailors. Plus, I live with a war Vet and when his buddys are over GOOD GOD. I could write an entire book on how many F bombs they drop. Zim's a soldier whether people want to believe that or not. So I figured, when a soldier gets angry like that, he's not going to hold back. And he didn't. ;3.
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