At least she memorized the map of Irk so didn't feel like an idiot wandering around with her head cut off. She may have, Zim by her side, but still, it was a good thing. He had her visit the fake ones before anything. What she was greeted with after they entered, looked like they can fit into a Bloaties costume. While her outfit was fitted to her slim frame, theirs looked like it was ready for someone to use it as a parachute.
They all looked at Zim with trepidation, but her was something she couldn't quite place her finger on.
"Once again, your manners on how you greet me is a great shame." Zim noted.
Seeing them all struggle to stand up or even move around, Gaz noted loudly. "Because they are much too fat." In her mother's voice. "But again, they aren't real Elders."
"How dare you speak to us that way, female. You will bow to us for your arrogance." One blubbered out.
Stepping forward, she placed her hands on her hips, and narrowed her eyes at not only him, but the rest of them. "I will speak to you however I wish it as I am the only true Elder, while the rest of you are not from my family, but a bunch of impostors Red and Purple placed in here to do whatever they wish under their rule."
"My Tallest? Will you allow her to speak to us like this?" Another fatso spoke directly to Zim, but Zim merely yawned his response back to him.
"Your Tallest knows exactly who I am. We sought one another out, you fat cowards." Approaching them from one end, she slowly walked past them eyeing them. "My name is Dai." In her head she loved the satisfaction of seeing the recognition of her mother's name in their faces. "I didn't birth you. I know my father, my brother, sister, nor cousin birthed you." Stopping at the end, she turned and rejoined Zim's side. "But I did birth a daughter of my very own. Half human and half Irken. She is a true born Elder, while all of you are nothing but sludge that has gathered in all the finest greasiest establishments on Foodcourtia."
Looking at Zim, they both shared a tiny laugh. "Of course I am being kind in that last assessment."
"But being half of another species doesn't warrant her to be a full Elder." One objected.
"There is nothing in the laws regarding that whatsoever just so long as she has the genetic code of an Elder, and she is my daughter, so that fully warrants her here." Stepping towards them, she added. "All of you on the other hand, are what is against the law. This calls for a certain prison." Looking back at Zim who happily stayed quiet, but tapped his claw against the side of his mouth in thought, before she turned back to them. "Now tell me what planet am I possibly thinking about? Come on men, repeat after me, what planet am I possibly thinking about?"
Hearing them mumble something, she walked closer to them. "Say what? What did you say? My Tallest, did you hear them?" Zim shook his head, then raised his hands up, palms up to issue them to speak up.
"Splek M'ort" They all droned unhappily.
"Oh that is much better." She smiled. "I think as a reward before my daughter is properly introduced, well I want you all to list every crime you have done since Red and Purple put you there, and then I will reconsider that planet."
"To go against what she wishes I will send you to the worst prison planet imaginable on both our orders." Zim said out loud. "Do you have any issues with what is requested of you?" Seeing them nervously shake their heads, he smiled. "Good and believe me I will know when you lie in those reports."
"You will have 24 hours to finish them. We will be back then." She warned them.
Seeing them now issue a proper send off to them, they walked out of there proudly. When they got far enough away, Gaz initiated the worm hole and brought them back to base, removing the holo of her mother, and hugging him. "I know you wanted to do something else, but I was so excited that I had to hug you as myself before we proceeded."
Lifting her off the ground, he loved feeling her legs wrap around his waist. "I'm very proud of you. You are my demoness." Kissing her, he said. "Oh and when you face them as yourself, I will have a hard time containing myself."
Smiling mischievously. "Oh really? Like how?"
"I'd be tempted to take you before our mating. That is how."
"Now now behave, you will get that I promise you."
"Sir! The transmission from the chambers has been beamed to Lard Nar's quarters on the ship." Computer informed them briskly.
Back in his room to rest, and to check on his private camera's in various locations, he brought up the one that had a red tag against it. As he watched it and re-watched the transmission he became increasingly horrified. He watched how she walked and how she spoke. Everything was spot on to the female he tracked down and studied before killing. He knew he killed her. There was no way she survived. She spoke of a daughter. No, that one had to die too. He should of killed her too that day.
"No you are dead. I killed you. I saw you dying." After each time he watched the transmission, he kept repeating the same thing.
Sizz-Lor on his part watched him watching that. Grunting, he sent a very private transmission to Zim showing this video to him. The daughter may be a half breed, but she is still an Elder born in his eyes.
In the living room, they were both interrupted by Computer again. "Transmission from Sizz-Lor. It is a valid tape he is sending you."
"Show it on the television, Computer." Setting his drink aside he positioned himself to watch it. Asking to repeat it once again, he looked over at Gaz, with a sleepy Gir on her lap.
"He sees a ghost." She stated.
"He may be saying three things verbally, but we both know we put a target on your back." Taking her hand, he knew it was a chance they had to take, but really he wasn't completely comfortable with it.
"Well, Zim, I hate to say it, but... We both have targets on our backs." Smiling as she looked down at the sleepy Gir, she said. "Thank you for the early engagement present, honey."