Yes! Yet another chapter and fast at that! Can you believe it! I can't really. Now I just have to write more on the story so I can have it almost finished. I wonder if I can finish it….. Meh, on with the story!

Regular—speech and stuffs

Italics—thoughts

Bold—titles and scene changes

(words)—Bez speak

Chapter 26—Tried Betrayal—

Rachel's P.O.V….

A few minutes later…

I was rather please with the way Wren had talked to the Tallests. It seems that she actually convinced them to allow us to meet them on their ship. I was a bit suspicious though of meeting them in their territory. It should have been on Bez where we had a hand up if anything would have happened. Bez would have been able to help us if anything huge had come up.

Wren was pretty much wolfing down the meal she had finally gotten to in the mess hall.

"Wren, you are either going to give yourself a stomach ache, choke yourself, or something along those lines if you keep eating like that." I scolded.

She swallowed what had been in her mouth. "I can't help it. I missed breakfast and lunch so I'm starving."

"You don't have to scarf it down though," James pointed out. "If you keep eating like that, you'll get fat."

She stopped eating and set her fork down. She started to pout, "I will not get fat."

"You will too if you keep scarfing your food like that," I said crossing my arms over my chest.

"I will not get fat!" Wren shouted.

"Then you'll make yourself sick," Zim said.

Wren threw her fork down to tray and glared at all of us as she stood up. "I'm going to go get ready. I'll meet you guys at the docking bay."

She picked up her tray and all but slammed it on the tray return belt. She walked out of the room eerily quiet.

"She's right you know," James said after a pause. "We should get ready too."

I nodded and stood. I stopped and looked toward Zim. "Are you going to wear the uniform we met you in or our new one?"

He stopped eating the last bite of his meal and looked up at me. "Why would I want to be seen by the Empire that threw me out in the uniform that they had given me? My loyalties lie here to Bez and you guys now. I want nothing to do with them. Honestly, if you would have just destroyed them it wouldn't have mattered to me."

I nodded, "Good to know. Remember though, go back on that and I might just throw you to them."

Moments later….

Wren was standing at the docking door as the three of us showed up in the greeting room. She had been looking at a cluster of flowers blooming by the doors. She looked up as we made our way toward her. She stepped beside Zim as we waited for the doors to open and grinned at him.

"This is going to be fun," she said. "I believe you might have grown a bit since they've seen you."

"It was because of some tests and injections they gave me on that ship," he replied quietly. "It was like a growth hormone. The Tallest and the other Irkens despise the use of growth hormones."

"They don't need to know about the injections," I said matter-o-factly.

"They'll find out though," the Irken beside me muttered.

I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "You worry too much because they won't find out unless you tell them. By now the serum in the injections they gave you has completely gone out of your system."

"And that's final," James finished as the doors opened to reveal a corridor leading right into the heart of the Armada.

James' P.O.V….

I was wary as we walked through the corridors of the Irken ship. I had suggested that we at least take something with us to protect ourselves with. I just had a bad feeling about this and didn't want to go into it without at least something. That was like a sheep walking into a wolf den.

The guards that flanked us showed us the door of the room we were supposed to enter with little emotion. The ones that lead us stood at the entrance of the doors when they opened. I scanned their faces as they turned and realized they looked a little too smug. My gut was now screaming at me that something was up now. To go from nothing, to smug was just a bit too much for my liking.

Walking into the room we spotted the Irken leaders. They were not hard to miss seeing as they were the tallest beings in the room and they had their backs to us. And as the guards behind us entered the room they coughed to get their leaders' attention.

"My Tallests, the people of the silver ship is here," the guard snickered a little.

"Good, good," the Red one started to say and turned to face us. He took one look at the four of us and burst out into laughter. "P-P-Purple," he gasped still laughing, "You have got to see h-how sm-small they are."

Purple turned around and burst out laughing too. This continued for five or so minutes until they had started to calm down just enough to actually breathe again. They were wiping tears out of their eyes.

Needless to say I was glaring daggers at them. This was not how this meeting was supposed to happen.

Wren's P.O.V….

"Morons," I muttered under my breath crossing my arms over my chest as I stood taller and straighter than before. A glare graced my features as my tail twitched furiously to and fro. By now I knew everyone in my group was glaring and ready to kill the two in front of us.

"Oh, that was a good one," Red said wiping his eyes and leaning against his brother. "I haven't laughed that hard in a while."

"Are you quite finished?" I asked narrowing my gaze even more on the two.

Red took one look at me and began laughing again. Purple pushed him out of his and snickered as he answered, "Yes we a-a-are. You are so short!" he burst out and grabbed his sides as he started to laugh again.

The claws that graced the wonderful paws I had for feet scraped against the floor shrilly as I snarled. "Size does not matter! Fire power doesn't matter! Respect is all that matters," I shouted. "And if you do not respect us, so help me gods, we will walk from this ship and return to ours only to go out fighting. And trust me; we will take as many of you bastards with us as we can before we die with honor."

"Like you could," Red gasped laughing still.

"You're so short!" Purple rolled with laughter. Quite literally too seeing as he had fallen to the floor and was holding his sides while laughing.

I hissed and tapped the communications badge on my wrist. "Bez, would you be a good ship and so kindly aim for the Massive? We'll be making our way back and as soon as we are off you can destroy said ship."

The com chirped in reply. "I'll do that," Bez's voice rumbled through. "Would you like me to destroy them piece by piece or all at once?"

I turned to the others, "What do you guys think?" I asked and heard the Tallests gasp.

"All at once," Rachel said with an evil grin. "Big boom! Very big boom!"

"Piece by piece," Zim said with a wave of a hand. "Make them suffer and pay for what they've done."

"All at once. Why not rid the universe of these low lives, scum suckers quickly," James said with a shrug of one shoulder.

"You have a point James," Zim said rubbing his chin. "Let's get rid of them quickly. Maybe the rest that would survive would create a better empire."

I nodded with a smirk. "Bez," I said tapping on my com badge. I turned to the Tallests and gave them a Cheshire cat grin. "Destroy the ship in one blast. We want nothing more to do with this scum."

"Yes ma`am," he replied.

As one we turned to leave Red shouted, "No! Wait, um… maybe we could work something out or talk…"

"This out." Purple finished quietly.

"I don't know…" I started to say pausing mid step.

"Aw, come on," they pleaded. "Let's try to work this out."

I snorted and stopped. "Fine, but try anything, assassination, poisoning; anything, and you will pay for it. Bez will be the least of your worries. Got me?" I asked pointing directly at them.

"Yes," they both nodded.

I saw a glint in their eyes though and I just didn't like it. The hair from the tips of my ears to the tip of my tail stood on end. Something was going to happen and I had a feeling I was going to have to go through with my threat. Every cell in my body was vibrating to just get the hell out of there but I couldn't let them feel as if they won this round.

Zim's P.O.V….

"Wren was right," I thought. "I am taller than I was last time I stood before the Tallests."

We were talking amongst ourselves while Red and Purple ordered something to eat. I had shaken my head because those two never stopped eating. And unlike the food Wren had tasted on Bez, everything on the Massive seemed to be junk food.

"You're slouching," Wren murmured after elbowing me in the side. "Not that I mind. It makes me feel less short. But stop slouching."

"I am not," I whispered back shooting her small glare at her from the corner of my eye.

"You are too," she countered, "Rachel would agree with me."

"Do we really need to discuss this now?" I asked giving a small sigh.

"I need something to do," she replied with a shrug. "The gross Irkens over there bore me. I'd rather talk to you, an Irken with manners and the ability to hold an intelligent conversation."

"What are you two talking about?" Rachel asked.

"Nothing," I said muttering under my breath.

"I told him he was slouching," Wren said.

"You do slouch," Rachel nodded to me.

I scowled at her and then noticed James snickering. I turned my gaze to him and he rose both hands up in defeat. "I'm not in this. I'm outta this fight." He said while smiling.

I looked back at the girls. "Why are you two worrying if I slouch or not?"

"We need something to do." Rachel shrugged.

"That's exactly what I said!"

I sighed and shook my head slouching a little more just to defy them. Suddenly Wren poked me in the side and I shot straight up. "Pest," I hissed playfully.

"Thank you!" she giggled. "And so you know, you look a lot better when you don't slouch. Right Rachel?"

"Right," Rachel nodded.

"And anyway, if you aren't slouching then you look proud and not like the slouching monkeys over there," Wren pointedly said as she nodded toward the Tallests.

I just glared at her, "You are evil."

"Only when I have to be," she said with a smirk gracing her lips.

"So…" Red started to say. "What do you really want form the Irken Empire?"

"We want a treaty," Rachel said simply and crossed her arms over her chest.

"A treaty," Red asked smothering several snickers.

"Yes, a treaty," James confirmed with a scowl written on his face.

"A treaty with your whole species, or a treaty with just you people?" Purple asked.

"Why are you asking?" I asked warily. Something was most definitely up.

"I didn't ask you the question Zim," Purple snapped glaring at Zim. "So stay out of this."

Wren's spine snapped straight and she growled deep within her chest. "Answer my companion's question," she growled out. "Or I will terminate our discussion right now."

Red glared at mw. "We asked first," he said and then transferred his glare to Wren.

Wren returned it with ease and never flinched. She relaxed back against the seat she was sitting in. "Fine then," she said waving a hand, "let my companions and I debate that point out and give you an answer."

She stood and motioned for us to follow. She lowered her voice to just above a whisper so that no one else could hear us. "That arrogant bastard," she hissed.

"That'd be plural," James said correcting her quietly.

Wren just growled low in her throat. "Bloody sons-of-a…." she continued ranting now in a mutter.

Rachel's P.O.V….

"Looks like Wren's out of this conversation at the moment," I muttered as I watched how much her tail twitched. Owning cats most of my life gave me a little view into how a cat acts and right now Wren was extremely pissed. I honestly was surprised she hadn't just leapt at those two fools and ripped into them with those teeth of her's.

"I am not!" she snarled. "How are we going to do this? We have no clue where we are or even if Earth still has humans on it."

'That is a problem," James said. "We just don't know."

"No shit," she muttered shifting her weight to one foot and crossing her arms over her chest.

"You might as well say for your species then," Zim said. "It can not hurt but you should remember that the Tallests of the Irkens change their mind quickly and rarely ever hold their promises."

Wren nodded, pondering Zim's words. "I agree with you Zim. It couldn't hurt."

"You would," I muttered and received an odd look from Wren.

"What?" she asked.

"Nothing," I said, "let's just say species and the people that were on our ship."

James nodded. "I agree, but I still don't trust them."

"I know James-kun but we have to do something," I said resting my hand on his arm to try and sooth him.

He only nodded and glared past Wren at the Tallests. "We should just destroy them."

Zim crossed his arms over his chest. "I agree. These low lives wouldn't know how to trust and keep a promise if it bit their heads off."

I looked at him with a grin, "You have been around humans too much."

The four of us exchanged a small laugh. We continued to debate the topic of whether or not to destroy the leaders of the Irken race when I felt my skin prickle along my right side. I shivered and just ignored it. Continuing to fight we finally decided on one of the first choices; to create a treaty between the Irkens, our species, and our ship. Any species that may be on our ship in the future would also be included so that they would not be targeted in the future invasions of the Irken race.

"We decided to create a treaty between your people, ours and our ship's crew," Wren said turning to face the Tallests. They jumped startled a little, not expecting her to speak.

"Sounds good with us," Red said smiling.

I saw Wren frown at this. Something about this screamed wrong.

At that moment I started to feel a bit light headed and tried to blink the dizziness away. James looked at me from the corner of his eye.

"Are you alright?" he whispered to me under his breath.

"Yes," I replied with a smile toward him. "Don't worry about me, I'm alright."

"Are you sure?"

I nodded which caused my head to spin more. I gritted my teeth and hoped my trying to will it away would work. A few moments later though, I wasn't so sure about it going away at all because I was feeling so much worse. Wren, Zim, Red and Purple's voices were becoming a buzz in the background as my brain thudded within my skull. I grabbed James' arm as my vision started to blur and my heart started to race. My knees started to collapse as the last thing I think I heard was James shouting my name as my vision went black.

Wren's P.O.V….

We were bickering with Red and Purple about the agreements to the treaty when we heard James shouting.

"Rachel...Rachel! Open your eyes Rachel!"

I turned to see him catching her in his arms as Rachel collapsed. A panicked look etched on his face.

My hand flew to my weapon that was on my hip. It leapt into my hand as I readied myself for whatever came next.

My weapon looked like a foot long metal rod that was about an inch wide and was quite an unassuming weapon. But with a DNA code and certain pressure points it could change it into a more formable weapon. Unfortunately Bez never said what exactly, giving us the chance to find out on our own.

Without thinking I pressed a pressure point and the rod extended to become a staff that came out to be almost six foot long. The ends crackled with electricity.

Zim had grabbed for his weapon also but he had the extra touch of his pak to help him along. And I was a little jealous that he looked more menacing than I did. And the end of his staff was centimeters away from Purple's head. He was snarling like a wolf.

"What the hell just happened?" I growled at James my eyes never leaving any of the Irkens around us.

"I don't know," he said pulling her close. His eyes never leaving her face. "She just collapsed. She didn't look too well, a little pale but nothing seemed wrong other than that. And she grabbed my arm and just collapsed."

I turned to glare at Red with a swift jerk of my head and the grip on my staff tightened, teeth bared. I brought it up and as the crackling of electricity stopped blade slid out onto the end of my staff as I brought it very close to Red's throat. He swallowed and the tip of the blade cut into his skin. A drop of green hued blood made its way the rest of the way down the column of his throat.

My ears lowered as the fur on my tail stood on end and it lashed furiously. "You're in on this, I know it," I snarled. "And right now, you better hope that you know how to fix it. Or I will have blood for blood."

What'll happen to Rachel? Find out next chapter. Trust me. I'm not going to leave you hanging. Please, review. I love reviews!