Well, good evening everyone! I had a couple chapters done in one day, like four so far, if I'm not mistaken. Damn, I'm bad-ass. ;D Anyways, this chapter will NOT focus on Zora, Zim, Gaz, Gir, or Dib for the time being. I'll leave you all hanging with what you believe will happen next with the awkward situation between Zora and Zim. Now, this chapter will involve a new character that will take part more often in very later chapters, and it may become obvious. Enjoy! Please leave plenty of comments!

'Darkness, nothing but empty darkness surrounding the hostile environment of this wretched place that many believe to be purgatory.', thought a shadowed figure that shirked about in a cold, damp cavern.

The damp cavern ran so deep within miles of its own, filled with the moans of people. No, helpless cries of victims, unable to escape the fate of death itself.

Thousands upon thousands of cells filled the hall adjacent to the one the figure was walking through.

"Damned tormented souls. Wish they would all be quiet!", it growled, feeling anger boil in it's veins.

As the figure entered the room that lay at the end of the dark hallway, it took a seat upon what seemed to be a throne made of bone... human bone.

Another figure, emerged out from the shadows to the right of the seated figure, bowing down in courtesy.

"Your majesty. I have seen her. She's brought allies with her, and one of them isn't... human."

The cloaked figure merely looked over at the bowing one, a frown of disapproval appearing on the lower part of it's face, which was the only thing visible.

"Where was she?", the dark leader hissed with distaste. The other figure spoke, still bowing, "She was.. in that bedroom. It appears that I have scared her and her female friend when I looked through the portrait."

The larger figure was alarmed. "Where you caught? Did they see you?"

The smaller figure shook his head, still lowered. "No, your majesty, they have not. The portrait was... destroyed by the green one. The one who isn't human besides her."

Growing very impatient, the larger figure arose from it's throne, and began pacing back and forth in the throne room.

The other figure remained silent, wary of his master's dismay and chaotic state.

After what seemed to be a brief and long ten minutes of pacing, the larger figure spoke, but continued pacing.

"Has she found it yet?"

"No, your majesty."

"Good, good. Was the information found?"

"Unfortunately, yes. My apologies your majesty, I should have found a better place-"

"Never mind that!", the larger one snapped, patience was wearing thin.

The pacing still continued, the feeling of insecurity and ominous doom settling in.

Once more, the master spoke,

"You say the portrait was destroyed?"

"Yes, your majesty. I jinxed the eye holes when the other female had discovered me peeping again."

"Did she see your eyes clearly?"

"No, neither did the other."

"Excellent, so there is still a chance at getting this right. We cannot afford for her to find it..."

The smaller one spoke, with an idea in mind.

"May I make a suggestion, your grace?"

"Speak then."

"Perhaps it be best if I looked after the girl personally myself? It would make it quite more easier than by just watching through pictures and jinxing objects."

The master stopped it's pacing abruptly, taking in the moment to think of his request.

Alas, it spoke again, its vibrant voice echoing in the throne room.

"Very well. You shall proceed with surveying her in the human realm. However, I warn you, any wrong movement or the slightest foul up, you shall be punished... severely."

The tall shadowy figure stood in front of the smaller one.

"It would probably be the best idea... seeing that you knew Zora since she was a mere toddler. You may rise, Ryuu."

In the faint light, a boy, no older than Dib or Zim, rose from the shadows. He had emerald green eyes, with spiky purple hair, slightly lighter than Gaz's. He wore a red and gray sweatshirt, with slate jeans and white boots. A chain was hooked from one shoulder of his shirt to the other, and had a couple piercings in his ear, with one above the eyebrow. His belt buckle on his belt revealed to be a skull.

"True. I am her very first friend after all. It's a shame.. that she forgot all about me and replaced me with that pathetic excuse of a friend."

As he took his leave, his master spoke out one last time,

"As for that other non-human... "

"Yes, your excellency?"

His master picked up a human skull in it's one hand, wistfully admiring it's fragility.

"Dispose of him at once." His master crushed the skull with it's one hand, leaving nothing but dust to scatter into the wind.