Trading heavy boots with something far more lighter, he made his way around Zim's base with a lot more stealth. He was getting sick of his stupid robot and whatever weird floating thing was that was trying to follow him around. Walking through one room, he noticed it was a bunch of space type cats sleeping, while two were at play with a giant mouse. Making a screwed up face at what his idea for that room was, and had to wonder how come it was so clean from the amount of animal inside of it, he moved elsewhere to a room with a giant squid out of its tank playing... Cards. Shaking his head he moved to every room he can find. Whatever reason Zim had for these species it wasn't quite clear, especially with the squid who seemed pretty domesticated.

Moving up to the monitor room, he had to thread a little lightly there since the Computer in there was doing random monitoring of different things. Deciding to stand in the corner of the room he had to observe if his former boss has been discovered yet. Why be kept hired for that guy when he still underbid him? Really the answer is none. Right now this became personal. Right now this became something...

"Gaz? Your family is home safe and sound still. Tak is also there just in case more prisoners show up there." The Computer suddenly came to life.

Speaking over the loud speakers, he really honestly wished he could see her face, she sounded relieved. "Thank you, Computer. I checked the systems there myself, but I just wanted another opinion in the matter."

"No, I can understand after what you been through. You do know that even your brother can handle himself?"

What sounded like her laughing, she replied. "I actually do know, but just like he knows I can handle myself, he still checks on me. Thank you, Computer, you're a great help."

So she isn't here and she isn't at home, where could she be? He thought. Ugh too many things have gotten screwed up from what she did to him.

Pursing his mouth he materialized next to Lard Nar's bed. The guy was snoring so badly that it made him sick. Studying his sorry state for a bit he then turned himself around to view the room to feel it out. In case he might of been found out or someone is in general spying on him, he went to work finding any spying equipment in which he did. Examining for a few seconds he quickly set to work in giving it a false feed that he was still sleeping while he walked back to his side and kicked the side of the bed so hard that Lard Nar fell out of bed, and came up brandishing a weapon.

"Who goes there? Who disturbs me?" He hissed.

"Oh seriously? Is that the best you can come up with? 'Who goes there? Who disturbs me?' You really needed more time in this practice of being original."

"I know that voice. Is that you Pressner?"

Materializing, he was easily leaning against the nearest wall looking upon him like prey. "You forget my voice that easily?

"No I uh just simply..."

"Forget it." Making a face at the mess on the ground he wondered if he kept himself like this all the time or was this a first time thing. Oh no matter to him since he felt him to be of no true importance. "Where exactly is Zim and Gaz?"

"Shouldn't you know? I've been trying to contact you and no word at all!" Standing up immediately he instantly regretted the head pounding he received for it.

"She has powers." Pressner answered getting face to face with him. "While her mom had something to see into the future or something, this girl transported me and those morons to some damn place that was a bitch for even me to get out."

Now looking at his face, he noticed his flawless face had some markings on it, and also where ever she sent him it made him lose his natural smooth speech for a bit. "What about Blug and Icer?"

"Those idiots? Really those idiots are long gone after I told them not to step some place that had flames and they stepped there anyway." Noticing the big question mark over his face, he elaborated with two words. "They're dead."

"Oh who cares about them then? I don't. What is her power anyhow? My guess she can transport you." Lard Nar said with some teeming excitement to his voice.

Leaning back against the wall, he crossed his arms, and thought about it. "It starts with purple flames. I notice she can levitate. How much? I don't know, but I got some tangibility as it was happening. Gaz is very powerful. She just hasn't fully tapped into it fully."

"How can you tell?"

"I can sense her getting very tired as she was transporting myself." Pressner said in a mostly matter of fact way. "Where are they? You haven't answered my question."

"Irk. You'd need to disguise yourself if you go there."

What the hell do you think I'm going to do? Go as a giant ass moose? Pressner thought, but only sneered at him.

"Maybe you should take the time to clean up while I'm gone. You stink." Pressner noted before vanishing.

Noting the empty air, but unsure if he was there or not, he said. "Jerk."

Arriving on Irk, he glanced around himself and smirked at every Irken around. At the present time they couldn't spot him since he didn't fully materialize. As his type of creature, he had no need for space ships since he can travel any distance in the matter of seconds by simple will. This was one of those things that Zim knew about. At least he knew more about his species rather then Lard Nar.

Right now he was getting a feel of everything around him. He knew where things were, but he wouldn't know where she was exactly at the moment. Possibly she was where the Tallest reside, so he aimed himself over there, where to his cool delight he was in the exact room he needed to be in, but not what he needed to see which was Zim and her together.

"Why do you not care to practice your powers so much, my sweet Gaz?" Zim wondered as he gently nipped her neck.

Running her finger up his arm and down it, she replied. "I have, but there are times it does scare me."

"Did it scare you when you used it on Iggins?"

Distracted suddenly as she felt him move his mouth to her collar bone and a little down the the slight swell of her chest, she let out an unsteady breath. "No, because I was pissed, just as I was with those guys at my house."

Teasingly he moved his tongue a little underneath the fabric of the top of her tank top just enough to make her gasp then moan. "Even though it was necessary and both of us was angry. I need to say, my Gaz, it was sexy."

Feeling his hand going up her shirt and his tongue teasing the top she felt she should push him away, but wanted him to also keep going. "With me you never know when it will happen again."

"When you are mellow. I find you sexy. When you are snarky. I find you sexy. When you being your intelligent self. I find you sexy. I do find you sweet as well, and that is sexy." Moving her strap down he kissed her shoulder then her arm. "Oh, my Gaz, I find you so sexy. Always have. Even when you get scary." Moving her other strap down he kissed that shoulder as well. "At first I was scared, but now it is such a turn on and also can be so much fun for me."

Pressner stood transfixed at what was being played in front of him. He didn't hear disingenuous feelings towards her at all, just honesty. But really he wanted to play with her again.

Allowing him to move her straps down her eyes started to feel moist with how he was making her feel. She really wanted to wait until after they were mated, but she didn't mind this with him right now.

Going back to kiss her lips fully, he just loved when their tongues came together. Hearing her moan a little, he became bold and slipped her shirt down a little more. He knew her bra was on. He wasn't going to take that off, but he just wanted to feel more of her skin. Gaz started to say something while they were kissing, just mumbling away. He felt her hands stopping his own hands, and when he thought she was going to stop him from doing that, she made a movement to pull it over her head in which she had to separate from him. Both looking at one another they were both smiles as she went to take his shirt off.

"I want to feel your skin against mines, but please don't take off my bra right now." She said almost panting.

"I wasn't planning to until we are mated." Wrapping her up in his arms, he crushed her to his body as he kissed her again.

I'd leave, but I'm getting an awful good show right now. Pressner thought as he watched Zim trying to remove her pants.

"Gaz?"

"Yes, Zim?"

"Don't kill me when I ask this."

Dangerous tone in her voice. "Ask what?"

"Did you allow that Bret guy to do this to you? Take off your shirt and touch like this?"

Pulling away from him slightly, she stared at him in the eyes. "I never let him do this with me. Zim, remember that one time you 'accidently' touched me on my breasts at school and wouldn't let go, but kept squeezing them even as I kept warning your certain doom?"

Smiling, he did remember that day fondly. Yes it was in the middle of the school yard and he fell on top of her and when he got up he discovered the ground was really soft and pliable, but it was her. He was so fascinated at the feeling and what it was eliciting in him that he kept touching and squeezing them in spite of her warnings. "Oh yes I do." He spoke dreamily.

"We never did this, Zim. We kissed a lot. That is all."

"That isn't any better to tell me that. I knew you did that, but I didn't need to hear it." He pouted.

"Yes you did because of that question that is really none of your business."

Looking down at her face then her body, he mumbled a little, 'I'm sorry."

Smiling at him she admitted, "I may of acted like I hated that in the school yard, but I really did like it, I just didn't like the fact that so many saw that happen."

Happy, he kissed her deeply as she wrapped her arms around him. Then moving to her ear, he whispered. "I loved also touching your leg in gym class while making an excuse that some Earth germ was on you."

Whispering back in his ear, she said. "Loved it too, Zim."

Pressner felt like he just walked into a soft porn.

"Maybe you should of stuck around and done it again. When you did that thing after the museum it was a scary noise and you hurt me. Those other times you didn't hurt me. You thrilled me." Gaz kept whispering then gasped when he moved her pants down a little. "Then I would of said adios to him and been with you."

"Gaz?"

"Yes, Zim?"

"Want to envelop us in purple flame?"

Seeing him with his full zipper toothed smile in a sinister way was rather sexy for her especially when he removed her pants, then his own. "I want my demoness now." He urged.

Smiling she released her purple flame around the both of them. It wasn't designed to transport them and any other thing. It was there for Zim's kink as she felt his arrousal. Hearing him releasing a gutteral growl that was almost similar to that day, but not quite, he started to touch and kiss every part of her body, and just leaving her underwear on.

Captivated by those flames and by these actions. Pressner also felt a little naughty as he stepped forward. The flames weren't designed to burn, but they were tingling his skin. Head pulled back, he felt so attached to this power. It was a aphrodisiac to him. Putting his hand forward, he started to feel up her leg and up to her stomach then down again.

Gaz was so wrapped up in Zim that she momentarily stopped in her actions as she felt these extra hands on her. She glanced down to see that his right hand was just grasping her panties on the side, but there was definite movement on that side. Increasing her flames in a different momentum both Zim and her heard a male voice yelp before it appeared in front of her. Staring wide eyed at him, Zim covered Gaz's body with his own.

"Pressner! What the hell? You were supposed to be dead." Gaz yelled out as she scrambled to put her clothes on.

Zim was not caring about his state of dress and when Gaz was pretty dressed, he raised himself to his full height and grabbed this Assassin. "What do you want now? Do you want to finish your mission?"

Looking at him cooly, Pressner smiled at him with all the charm he could muster. "Now I do." Moving swiftly, both of them started to square off for a fight.

Raising himself up on his spider legs, he quickly picked him up and moved him up to the ceiling with himself, and started to issue some punches of his own. Pressner issued some blows as well before he vanished and was found on the floor looking up at Zim. Feeling Gaz's flames starting to begin, Pressner gave her a casual look before he winked and vanished again as Zim landed in the area he just left. Zim waited in patience. While Gaz dissipated her flame to a convenient ball in her hand. Zim knew listened for any noise, as did she, before he came between them with a pole knocking Zim easily aside from the front and knocking Gaz out from behind. Seeing her prone body on the bed, he concentrated on Zim who came back furiously with not only his spider legs, but his own fists.

"I'm older then you and with more experience then you." Pressner spoke once again in his elegant tone. "How much do you really know about my kind?"

"I know you can materialize anywhere at will. Possibly you can disguise yourself." Zim replied as he stayed in a crouched position.

"Why yes I can. Also I can do this." Extending his hand towards Gaz he sent a red ball of flame that covered her. Hearing Zim cry out in protest. Pressner soon had the flame dissipate and Gaz was no where to be seen. "See her flame can make me go away, but it will never burn me if she wanted it to."

Murder in his eyes and body, Zim launched himself at him so fast, he grabbed him with his spider claws, digging into his flesh as he brought him close to his face. "Give her back."

Smiling he shook his head and allowed him to smash him against another wall so hard that even he was seeing stars. Focusing he found Zim's face deadly close to his own face. "I have a job to perform."

"If I won't kill you." Zim sneered. "She will."

Feeling the pain from those legs, Pressner concentrated his power to disappear. Re-appearing in his private place, he viewed a still prone Gaz in a flamed cell. Seeing blood slowly seeping out of his wounds he made a face at that. His beauty has been butchered by that Irken. Before he went to tend to his wounds, he said. "Well if anyone has the ability to kill me, it would be this one."

Well we know Gaz won't take crap from this guy.

Oh I know... When will this story end? I'm still shocked it is this many chapters.