Perhaps Zim was going a bit psycho since he actually had Gir's Doom song drifting into his head. But then again perhaps he was going a bit some where else as he had Purple's head lulled to one side after he hit him. If Gaz was here she would view this with her usual casualness and offer him the quietest insight. When she spoke softly instead of gritting out her words, she knew those words you have to pay attention to.

He had transmissions from his trusted soldiers. Dai. And Earth. He was glad of the transmissions, but he couldn't help but miss the transmissions he wished he could receive. The one from Gaz. Or even Dib and Tak. Mostly he wished for something from Gaz. Hearing some mumbling behind him, Purple peaked up at him. There was deep sadness there, he couldn't mistake that. He peered at his readings on the Computer which would thankfully interrupt him about anything. Even though it was making him making him even more frustrated then before, he was glad he was still running figures.

"I hated how you both mocked me. My huge ego. My pride. My wanting to make you both proud, made me blind because I wanted to be blind to it." Zim whispered out. "I know I screwed up Impending Doom I because of my crazy ego. That was also to make you proud. I was blind." He never faced him as he said this. He just peered at the readings. "Thing is you treated me like nothing like your play monkey and something incredibly stupid. When I'm not at all. Oh I've seen how you both treated others. When I let go of my ego long enough to view this, I got angry at both of you, but I realized something, Purple."

Turning to face him, he casually regarded him as if he was a fly himself. "You made yourself look like a buffoon as well. Red in all the transmissions acted out. His plans. Why yes you have had a part of it as well with him. You went along with it. But are you truly innocent?" Seeing Purple nod at that. "No, I don't think so. You wanted Dai's death. Lard Nar is a moron really. So why him besides Pressner possibly being really high priced and..."

"We wouldn't be able to control, Pressner, if we hired him." Purple interrupted. "It is true about my feelings for her, but it is obvious he has as well. Why destroy someone who can create flames like himself? We saw how powerful that girl is so far, just imagine her at full strength. There is much to gain from her."

Closing one eye slightly, Zim opened his mouth when the Computer chimed in. "Sir, there is a transmission coming in. Origins unknown."

Turning around, he ordered him to put it up. On the screen it was pretty obvious the transmission was staticky at best, and he could barely make out Dib and Tak. Zim actually smiled at this promising sight. "Glad to see the both of you."

Nodding her head, she said. "Thank you, my Tallest. We have to make this short since we don't have a strong signal. We are inside this space or void. Where ever it is, it has many dead 'Drakkars' or whatever they are calling themselves."

"Dead?"

"More like killed. Each place we visit is different. Most with dead bodies. One place so far was a room with pictures of Gaz."

"Sick creep is obsessed with her." Dib chimed in visibly shaken. "I'm not going to ask about certain pictures and Tak ripped those apart."

"Anyhow, we haven't located her, but we are still on the look out. We have been scanning and trying to get a hold of you." The screen was reaching medium fuzz.

"All right, thank you for reporting to me. Also I am glad to hear from you, truly I am." Zim spoke. Two little weights lifted off him, but the biggest weight was still being held.
"Please be safe, and if you see him... You know what to do, but make sure to find her first."

"Will do. Dib and I out."

Transmission cut, he turned his attention back to Purple. "What about how Red feels?"

"It seems obvious that Pressner isn't interested in being in charge of anything, but who knows anymore. Red has mentioned how he freaked him out a bit and said that we may kill him if we did end up hiring up. So after meeting Lard Nar a long time ago. Thought him to be stupid, but thought to stroke his ego and to exploit him and anything else bad you can possibly imagine. He was hesitant, but wanted the power and respect of his own. Also the fear." Purple replied. "I must say he is a freak."

"Dun dun dunnnnnnnnnnn..." Zim sung out with a sideways smirk.

"What?"

"I don't see the sadness from your eyes anymore. In fact I see the real Purple shining through. Red was the buffoon while you just acted like one. I'm brilliant, yes? Brilliant in deducing you long ago."

"Lard Nar is still a regret just because he is just so moronic. Had no clue about Pressner being involved until now." Purple gritted out his teeth. Although he was gritting his teeth, he was being completely honest just now.

"The plan is this now. Pressner is using him as his monkey. He is going to make sure one way or another that Gaz goes on his side. Pity on him that she won't do such a thing. I do know her heart and mind. I still will get those prisoners back on that planet where they belong. The Earth will be helpful allies in the future. They are a young race still, so even if most are monumentally crazy themselves, I believe there is hope there. You, will end up on that planet with those prisoners along with Red. Not unless you love my dungeon better." Loving Purple's dumb struck expression, he just continued. "As for Lard Nar, I still want to kick his butt. Simply because I want to. Gaz, I believe should destroy Pressner herself. I mean I would love to do it myself, but to see her kick butt, I have to admit makes me melt."

Dai stepped in with 10 guards flanking her. Fixing Purple with a look of not so hidden laughter in her eyes after she nodded to Zim, she issued her orders. "The Almighty Tallest and myself as an Elder are placing you under arrest, Purple. You will come with us where you will face your crimes in a swift and just matter." Five guards went to grab him and hauled him away as he started to plead then piss and moan about him being unfair. Looking back to Zim, she offered him an encouraging smile.

"I know you have premonitions. Please do you see anything?" Zim wondered hopefully.

Gently taking his hands in hers, she offered him a soft smile. "Zim, my girl is a survivor. I can't see it right now simply because of where she might be, but I believe she will be back." With a squeeze of her hand, she had to rush out to meet up with the guards. Guards he issued to make sure they protected her from that assassin.

"You really are nothing but a coward."

Lard Nar jerked his head quickly to the right at the source of the voice seeing it was Pressner. All around him he received glances from his old crew members and his newest ones. Uncomfortable with those glances, he just stared at Pressner. The way he stood there he made it look like he owned the place. "I'm not a coward. I'm the leader of the Resisty."

"No shame of changing your name, you know. We have to suit ourselves."

"Why are you here?" He wasn't going to bother having a conversation about names.

Laughing he started to stalk around the bridge fluidly. The glances Lard Nar received were replaced with full blown interest regarding him. Stopping next to one crew member, he picked an imaginary lint off him, before leveling him with a serious look. "I will soon be in charge here. I know the full potential here whereas you have squandered it. As much as I am not a fan of the Tallest, even I admit he will defeat you as easily as playing cards in a light breeze."

Standing up, Lard Nar pointed at him in rage. "How dare you! I will defeat him. I will defeat them all!" With Pressner's smile, he added. "I will also defeat you."

"Oh really?" A flash came and engulfed the entire bridge.

"Zim? Can you hear me? I need to hear your voice."

"Gaz? You sound tired. Defeated. Please don't give up. Tak and Dib have went into that house he used and went into some swirling red vortex thing which resembled a flame. They are there looking for you." Why can't he hold her right now. This isn't his Gaz to sound this way.

"I'm so tired. Each thing I do causes this violation. The only one allowed to make me feel sexually is you." Bordering on tears she always hoped he wasn't there right now watching her.

"I know."

She giggled through their bond. "Remember when I was 15 and snuck alcohol out my house and we got drunk?"

"Yes?"

"I said I didn't remember anything, but I remember everything." She admitted. "I wanted something to happen but was afraid to let it happen because of my brother so I had to do something silly."

"Gaz?"

"Yes?"

"You can kill me later, but I sobered up shortly after I took your shirt off and stuff. I would of stopped if you said no. Perhaps I should of, but it felt so good." He admitted. If she wanted to kick his sorry behind every wheres then let her, he deserved.

Giggling, she said. "I have no regret of that night, and it is fine. Obvious you liquor doesn't affect you for long."

"Seems to be."

"That means you tricked me again much later on then when I came over and you presented some liquor to me." She retorted gently back at him.

"I apologize."

"When we are mated there will be no alcohol at all. I want to be 100% sober with you from here on out." Gaz said.

"Agreed." While he was with her he needed to tell her what her brother found so far with Tak's help. "Gaz, Dib and Tak found lots of murdered bodies of his species since she arrived. Also they found one room with nothing but pictures of you."

"That is hella creepy." She remarked placing her knees to her chest. "I wouldn't put it past him to be the one responsible, but why do it? What is there to gain in doing that?"

"That is a question to be asked, but you know to ask it is to put them in trouble."

"I know, Zim, but there is a possibility that he already knows they are here. He always disappears for a long time then comes back spouting something that makes me want the most slowest death possible." Having a sense she was being watched, she gritted her teeth. "He's here. I don't think I can speak with you and him at the same time. He sucks my energy away."

"Gaz do what you must to survive. Get out of there." Zim urged. "I love you."

"Love you too."

Sad she had to cut this conversation off she looked over at Pressner with stains on him.

"Sorry I was parted with you for so long, but it was necessary." He apologized as he tried to dab something off him.

"Does it feel good to kill?" She inquired.

"It does. It is exhilarating. You should try it." He boasted.

Ignoring that disgusting remark, she went on. "Have you killed your own kind?"

Thinking he wouldn't answer, he boasted so happily she thought he found a new born pup." Oh my goodness yes. So beautiful and I just had to have more."

Eyes wide, she almost touched the bars, but relented. "What?!"

"They out lived being superior beings. They became too low bred. What a shame, but oh well because with you I will have a perfect species soon."

"Dream on. I'd rather be with Zim and have his children."

"Tsk tsk tsk Gaz. Did you know that each time you mess with these bars is one step closer in being with me." Pointing to his temple he winked at her. "It has been well thought out."

"One step closer in me killing you by ripping your flesh off your body with a slow cheese grater. It will be glorious to watch you in pain before your death." She gritted out with her eyes tightly closed. "I'll be the one bringing you doom."

He laughed. "You will be mines soon."

Ignoring him she whispered loud enough for him to hear. "Let it be known that from this day until the end of the day, vengeance will be mine."

Yes I know I wanted to do something with Purple that was more doom. Who knows? I stay up late writing these chapters so I write where ever my brain is taking me. Perhaps Purple will get a nice taste of Zim's boot up his rear.