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Hey, guys! Thanks for the reviews once more, I really do appreciate them! :D I know it's been a while since I've updated, so sorry. This chapter is going to seem kinda weird; it's another one of those filler chapters since I have come down with the Head Pigeons. ;P

Annnnddd- That's it for once.

So, let me start.

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Ta-Ta-Ta...

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(On Irk, Smeet Facility)

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"Yes, my Tallest, everything is in-"

"Have I been acting any differently?"

The pair of purple eyes slowly blinked once, and then twice, until he turned his gaze away from the window to gaze over at his Tallest. Her blue eyes connected with his own eyes as he tilted his neck backwards to look at her, concern marking all over her lovely features. She was about eight inches taller than him, looking much taller than that because of the fact that she was hovering in mid-air. Nervously the shorter Irken tugged at his Elite uniform, suddenly feeling like the dark purple clothing was constricting against his body.

"I- I have no idea what you mean, my-"

"Please, Purple, I want you to tell me the truth. That is all I ask."

His eyes met hers once more before snapping his head to the side, the Elite member by the name of Purple looking back out through the window. Behind the window there were smeets running around the room, some giggling, some playing games, and others just being destructive as can be. They were cute though, even if they were crazy. Well, they weren't really crazy, were they? No, not crazy at all, just young is all.

Not crazy.

"Yes, Tallest Miyuki, you have been acting differently. You… Uhh… You just aren't the same. You have been acting a bit weird, kinda edgy, mood swings, and such. It's not bad though, my Tallest! There are some Irkens who think-"

"Do you think something is wrong with the Irken Empire?"

His ranting ended when her smooth voice interrupted him, rambling words halting when he noticed the tone of her voice. She had said the words so quietly, they had not been said in a whisper, but she had not really spoken the words. It… He didn't know what 'it' was, but it was something. Purple never turned his head form the view as he noticed his companion tossing a smeet up into the air, catching the little guy before he would hit the ground. His best friend went by the name of Red, he was an Irken that was the exact same height as him and was an Elite member along with him. They were close, there was no part missing in their perfect friendship.

Missing part.

"I don't know! I- I mean, I'm sorry, my Tallest, I shouldn't have-"

"Stop apologizing, you're just speaking your mind is all. That is all I want… All I could ever want."

"Me to speak my mind?"

"The truth of what is on everyone's mind."

"If I may speak my mind, Tallest Miyuki, can I ask a question?"

"You may ask a question. Proceed."

"What exactly has been on your mind lately?"

"On my mind lately?"

She inquired back, beautiful blue eyes never slipping away from the view before her. By Red's side was an Irken who was about five inches taller than Red and him, three inches shorter than Miyuki. By his body movement the taller Irken was clearly laughing as smeets were crawling all over him, yellow, beady eyes shinning with happiness. There was so much joy coming from that room that Purple couldn't help but let a smile tug at his lips, turning his head to look at his Tallest. The smile faded away when he caught the worried expression, the tips of her fingers running over his forehead. Over the Irken Symbol that was painted onto his forehead.

The Irken Symbol.

"The future has been on my mind lately, Purple."

"Is something the matter, Tallest Miyuki?"

"Only everything in my thoughts."

Her thoughts.

"My Tallest? MY TALLEST!"

The smeet facility was gone.

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(Tallest Purple, Inside Zim's Base, Lowest Level)

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His eyes shot open only mere seconds later.

Tallest Purple's body shot forward, two fingered hands gripping his face as he took in large intakes of air, letting his eyes slip shut for a few moments. Miyuki, oh, by the past Tallest… Miyuki. Beautiful, sweet, and innocent Miyuki. His squeedily spooch twisted with desperation as he remembered the Tallest that had once been, feeling sick at the dream he had just had. No, not a dream- A memory. A memory that he had forgotten so long ago. The problem was that he couldn't really remember anything else about Miyuki, that was the only memory he had of her. Why was she in his head now? Why after all this time?

Wait… Those words, there were key words that he remembered from the memory… Why just those words?

"My Tallest, do not be angry at Zim! I-"

"Zim, give me a panel to type on this instant. I have to type something down."

When Purple let his eyes open there was a floating screen before him.

He didn't even glance around at his surroundings, finger tips smoothly going across the screen to spell out words in Irken that he remembered from his dream. Ugh, not dream, memory. It had been a memory of Miyuki, the only memory he had of her. It was strange, he couldn't think of any other memory of her other than that one… Crazy. This was all crazy.

No, not crazy. That was in his memory, the words that still haunted his mind. Not crazy.

Something was missing from all this, part of the memory that still needed the other pieces. Missing part.

She had run her finger tips over the Irken Symbol like it had been some sort of cruel sign. The Irken Symbol.

She had said that there was something wrong, but only everything in her thoughts. Her thoughts.

As soon as his fingers completed the task his neck twitched sideways, eyes slipping shut for a few moments to take in the pain. Worry shifted to annoyance, calm to anger, and all of his emotions just switching in general. By the past Tallest- He was so sick of this. He shouldn't feel like two Irkens when he was just only one.

"Hey, excuse me, uhh- Really tall Irken guy… Tallest Purple, right?"

"Yeah? Who wants to know?"

The Tallest Irken grumbled, eyes lifting upwards to glance at the nervous voice addressing him. It only took a matter of moments to realize that the voice belonged to the Earthling named Dib. He never actually knew Dib, he only remembered a couple of times when the human had contacted the Massive to get the 'horrible alien secrets that they were hiding'. He was taller, clothing different, and features more defined now that he was reaching adulthood- But he was still Dib. The little weird-o that tried, and succeeded, to foil all of Zim's plans to take over their little ugly world.

Pfft- That wasn't hard to do when Zim was the one you were fighting against though.

"Sorry, I'm not trying to bother you or anything, I just... Can you move? You took a really rough beating and I just want to make sure everything is alright. You still have some blood on your face, so I just want to help you is all."

"Huh? Oh yeah, huh- I am in pain. A lot of it. A huge amount of pain. Like I can't even believe I just realized how much pain I'm in. Weird. What in Irk's name happened?"

"You don't remember?!"

"No. I just asked that for fun."

Purple hissed, using his arms to try and push himself off the metallic table he was on only to collapse under his own weight. His teeth grit together, purple eyes glancing over his body to see what the problem was. A lump formed in his throat when we saw all the tears and dark purple marks all over his Tallest robes- Was that HIS own blood?! Remembering that the Earthling had said something about his face his finger tips reached upwards to tug across it, only to feel that his skin felt rough. It was his blood! What did they do to him?!

"What did you do to me?!"

"W-What?! I never did anything to you! There was this really cool robot that attacked us in the ship and you were piloting the ship really well! It was like you had done it hundreds of times before! You jumped out of a window; Zim went after you when you jumped out of it! He saved you! There was glass every where, lasers, and-"

"And you're crazy! I don't remember any of that even happening!"

"Though Zim despises disgusting, pathetic Dibling, he is right. My Tallest, what he says is the truth, though the almighty Zim could have told you the details much better!"

"Zim?"

Anger faded to confusion, pushing himself upwards once more to try and find the defect that he knew so well. Metallic walls loomed over them, the laboratory rather dimmed by the eerie red lighting, Purple getting a slight headache from all the colors flashing around him from all the different screens. The Tallest snapped his teeth at Dib when the Earthling tried to reach a rag towards his face, a girly cry escaping from the human. A few seconds later he bared his own teeth back at the Irken, keeping the rag only a few inches from his face.

"I just want to get the blood off your face to see what needs wrapped up is all. The rag has some concoction that Zim created up since I can't use water to wipe it off. Let me help you. Please?"

"Grr- Fine. Only because it's an honor of someone your species to help out a ruler like me."

That wasn't entirely true; the Tallest was letting him do this simply because he didn't have enough strength to do it himself. It still wasn't a lie though, it was an honor for someone of his rank to look at a Tallest, let alone even touch him. With an exasperated sigh Dib began his work, trying to wipe off the dried purple blood as softly as he could without bringing any harm. He was also going to stuff this rag away inside his jacket when no one was looking; this was alien DNA after all. The alien narrowed his eyes when brown eyes meet his in a gaze, a sneer crossing over his lips.

"Let's say I believe you. Let's say you aren't crazy, which you clearly are, and say all of this did happen. Why would I jump out of a window?"

"Probably to get away from the crazy robot that was trying to kill you, my Tallest. Or the fire that blew up the National Headquarters belonging to the Control Brains. Maybe there was a beaver behind you, those are pretty scary. Especially when they eat lasers!"

"… Beaver? Zim, what in Irk's name- Wait, what? Kill me?! The Control Brains blew up?! How… What… Who…? Zim, you better get out here RIGHT NOW!"

"Anything for my Tallest!"

Purple caught the sight of Dib flinching when a loud slam was heard, mumbling under his lips something about 'that ladder falling on him is going to leave a mark' or whatever. The Tallest kept his arms crossed over his chest, one eye tugging higher than the other when the sound of glass breaking was heard. Dib opened his mouth to say something till Zim cried out, followed by something else crashing against the ground. He tilted his head over his shoulder to see what the commotion was about, only to have everything in his body go completely numb at the sight.

"Ta… Ta… Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta…"

"Eh? What is it, Tallest Purple? What are you trying to say? Taking over the world? Tacos?"

"Ta- Ta…"

"Yup. It's tacos."

Burning building, one of the brains had been destroyed, an advanced robot in duty mood, lasers, no smoke machines… Pushing a security guard away, piloting a ship, and he had jumped out the window… He had been saved by an Irken clad in the invader uniform that seemed small for him. Really small for him. He knew that invader, he had cried out this invader's name, and he was so ta…

Oh no- No, no, no…

"My Tallest?"

"Ta… Ta… You're…"

"Zim, the Tallest's blood pressure is increasing at an extreme rate; his body won't be able to handle this for long. With all of his current injuries and without having been able to give him a blood transfusion yet he will faint in a matter of moments. He's in no condition for this."

The computer voice spoke up, though the Tallest hadn't heard a single word.

"Tallest Purple… My Tallest, Zim begs you to remain calm, if you so much as-"

"Tall."

And in the next moment the Tallest was sprawled out on the table, fainting right on the spot.

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(Back on Irk)

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"… No, look at the position of his arms. See how they are crossed over his face? That means he had time to shield his face, meaning that he chose to jump out the window. Jumping out of the window was his only escape, but escape from what? What in Irk would-?"

"Hey, what's that?"

Commander Sic grumbled, ignoring the glare from Advisor Gig over the fact that he had interrupted her sentence. Tallest Red leaned out of his hovering chair to get a closer look at the screen, all three Irkens not caring that their cheeks were pressing against each together to look at the screen closely. The image on the screen showed Tallest Purple falling through the air, his mouth opened wide in a screaming motion. Only about fifty feet away from the Tallest was a tall Irken with his arms pressed against his sides, speeding through the air like a bullet to reach towards his Tallest.

Purple had opened his mouth at the sight of the tall Irken and screamed something, a look of terror crossing his face at the sight of him. Or was that a shocked expression? Whatever emotion it was it clearly wasn't a happy one. Red flexed his grip on his chair only to relax when the Irken had wrapped his arms around Purple, ejecting his spider legs to save his Tallest. There were many obvious things about the citizen that had saved Purple. Antennas showed that he was a male, eyes were the common magenta color, and by his clothing style he was ranked as an invader.

That was impossible though. How could he be an invader when he was so…?

"Sic, do you know who that is?"

"No, my Tallest, he looks unfamiliar. Check out his clothes. They don't fit him and they are kinda worn out. That means he's probably had them for a long time, years most likely. What I don't understand is why he's still wearing those clothes. There is no way that his rank is invader; he's way too tall to be an invader. What sort of tall Irken would be placed as invader?"

Red's antennas slightly went backwards in annoyance as he bit his tongue, thankful that the Commander was only making these comments before Gig and him. It was no secret that tall Irkens were never invaders, they weren't really allowed to be, it would be a waste to put a tall Irken on the frontline. Why put someone mighty like that in the middle of a battle when you had someone short? This topic was never directly pointed out though; it was almost taboo to point that out. It wasn't as bad as the topic of suicide, but it was at the top of the list of things Red usually would never let Irkens speak about.

It was a well known fact that taller Irkens were indeed better than all the short Irkens. The point of the fact that the shorter Irkens were giving their lives for taller Irkens didn't need to be pointed out though. There were those defects that may have different ideas about their system and take it in their hands to mess around with how things worked. That's why Purple and him were there, to make sure everything stayed in order.

Oh, Pur…

"Yes, exactly, he shouldn't be that rank. He looks really tall, extremely tall. He looks tall enough to be your advisor, if not your Personal Advisor, Tallest Red."

Advisor Gig seemed to have paled to a new shade of light green, though didn't say a single word to the Commander about his sentence. What could she say? It was true.

"Personal Advisor would be a waste of position for him. Have you two not been watching this? Did you not watch as he sped through the air to save Purple even though he might not have made it out alive himself? Every move that he does is perfection; it's like he knew what was going to happen before it happened. He didn't even blink an eye when he retracted his spider legs and let them fall towards the ground. Not a single inch of fear showed on his face through the entire situation. That determination on his face is worth all the monies in Irk. He's a weapon."

Most Irkens would have thought that what the Tallest said had been compliments. And they had been- Just not happy ones. Was Tallest Red impressed? No doubt that he was beyond belief. He wasn't happy about the situation though. This Irken had come out of no where to jump out of a Voot Cruiser, save Tallest Purple, defeat the unit, and go off with the Tallest. Who had been the one piloting the Voot Cruiser when the invader had been going through that situation? Why was he there at the perfect moment? What were his intentions with the Tallest?

Where had he taken Purple?

"You two better give me something helpful now or I'll remove your Paks with my bare hands!"

"I looked up the history of what was happening on Irk that day. Officer Torkan of Unit 67, Sector 89, and coding data of 876534.05 had a large grouping of invaders come to Irk on that day. He had them there to go over the Battle Optics we have been discussing and to check over their Voot Cruisers to make sure they were ready for invading. We have the list of every single invader who had come onto the planet that day, they are being checked out. Irkens who were one the streets or around the headquarters at the time are also being checked into."

"How are you 'checking them'?"

"We are looking through proof of what they did at that exact moment and are simply discussing with them."

"Yeah? And when discussion doesn't work, then what will you do?"

"My Tallest, we shall-"

"No, let me tell you what you're going to do."

He bitterly hissed, leaning back in his chair so he could get a better look at his Advisor and Commander, both standing at attention. Mouth was in a straight line, red eyes in angry slits, lifting up a single hand to point an index finger at them.

"When your 'discussing' doesn't work, you will contact me as soon as possible. I'm only giving you about two days for your pitiful discussing to go along before I get into the picture. We will put Plan Dust into action if your great plan hasn't worked. I'm keeping this footage so I can go over it as much as I want, I feel like we're missing you. Both of you get out. You both know what you need to do to help rebuild Irk and to keep the Empire strong. Gig, contact that Irken who made the AIR Unit, I want a few words with him about his perfect creation."

"Yes, my Tallest!"

The two saluted before they turned on their heels and left Tallest Red's chamber, the Tallest making sure they left his room before he let his body slowly unflex. Almost curling into a ball within his hovering chair he hid his eyes from the world within his two fingered hands. His head was pounding like crazy, tears wishing to fall that the Tallest wouldn't allow. How dare he cry, it wasn't like he had been the one that had been taken. Poor Purple. He was probably being tortured, not feed, being made to suffer, and the worst of all he was alone.

Who knew what was happening to him.

"Purple, where are you? I just hope you're with someone that will do anything for you."

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(Back On Earth, Zim's Base)

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"Ta… Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta…"

"Not this again. Zim just went through this."

The Irken moaned obnoxiously, throwing his head back against the edge of the couch as he took a seat right now to Gaz. He no longer even cared that Tak was in his base after all these years; it was hard to be angry when she was having a hard time breathing. He retracted the laser back into his Pak, ignoring the fact that Gir was jumping on his lap, reaching over to steal some popcorn from Gaz. She growled at him, though still allowed him to take a few pieces of popcorn. The Irken tilted his head sideways so he could look down at Gaz, eyebrow tugging upwards at the sight of the fedora on her head.

"Gazling, why is there a-"

"Gir. Hat party."

"Ehh. Okay. What are we-"

"We're watching the Angry Monkey Show."

"That horrible monkey!"

"Mmhmm."

Both Gir and Gaz grunted the sound, all three of them relaxing on the couch with their eyes glued on the television screen. At the sound of the scream of terror they all turned their heads sideways, realizing that it had been Tak who had cried out. Devastation marked all over her face, dark purple eyes wide with grief as her hand was knotted at the front of her shirt. She was leaning against the table edge, looking as though if she moved a single inch she was going to collapse on the floor. Huh. Tallest Purple had the same expression on his face when he had saw Zim. Strange.

"You're tall! You're more than a foot taller than me!"

"Thank you. It seems you have grown taller also, Tak. Not as amazingly tall as Zim, but that's no surprise, it is hard being the almighty Zim."

"I'm… My squeedily spooch… I'm going to get sick…"

Dib instantly pulled a chair out for her, Tak nodding her thanks as she slipped into the wooden chair. With her elbows propped onto the table she cradled her face within her hands, no longer speaking to the group. Dib slipped a chair out and took a seat by her side, almost looking as miserable as her. Who could blame them? One had just realized that their enemy was taller than them and the other had his bloody rag taken from him so he couldn't have alien DNA. Not a very pleasant day for them.

"You let Tak into my base? After all I've done for you?"

"Shut up, that was Gir's fault, not mine. He wanted her to come join the hat party he had, you know I can't stop Gir when he's being Gir."

"YOU HAVE BETRAYED THE GREAT AND WONDERFUL- Ah, yeah, true. It is hard to stop Gir when he's being Gir. Alright. Zim shall forgive you- On one condition!"

"What, loser?"

"Do you know how to properly wrap someone up with 'da bandages and such, pitiful Gaz?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Oh, because you shall be doing much of the wrapping on someone very soon."

…To Be Continued…

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See? Told you guys it was a filler chapter since I haven't updated in a long time. It was not one of my better ones, but ah- Happens.

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