Eh you know how Zim handles most things don't you, Invader Johnny? ;)

He should commend the Irken for not flying off the handle right now. The thought of taking Gaz was prevalent, but he felt it was time to show him some things. With a snap of his fingers, Psyllic took him inside the Institute which was free of everyone right now.

"Not going to ask me what I want from you right now?" Psyllic wondered curiously.

Zim wasn't a fool to ask such a stupid question right now. "I'm sure your ego will tell me."

Quickly smirking at that statement, he walked in front of him. "I know you doubt me, but I know you don't doubt alternative realities."

Zim stood there calmly waiting for the bullshit to start.

"I'm certain you've explored it before." Snapping his fingers, Psyllic chuckled. "Yes, with Dib even though you were alternating the past there."

"Get to the point. You are already boring me and if anyone is gonna talk endlessly is me." Zim sat down in one of the available seats.

Wishing to tear his head off, Psyllic just bottled his frustration deep inside. "Enjoy then." With a wave of his hand he pulled up an image of Irk.

Zim just let out a huff of air wondering what lies did he have planned as he watched a huge gathering of Irkens in front of the larger structures, but what he saw on the planet was a bit, or vastly out of place. What walked out of the building was someone from the past who was dead. This was a trick, Zim will watch both this and the idiot beside him.

Alternate Reality 1

Every Irken clamored around after being called to gather as an order. They were quickly overthrown by a race they never met before. A race that was mysterious in so many ways it seemed. In the crowd, rumors began to circulate on what they are. It was all pretty silly seeing that the ones that were creating the rumors didn't participate in fighting against them. This also included a pretty fat Irken with some stains on his uniform along with his taller leaner friend beside him. His friend was spouting off rumors as he kept sneaking in bites of his snack, while his friend kept wiping off some of the food particles that landed on his clothing.

"Skoodge, will you stop eating like a slob." Zim told him.

Taking a huge swallow, Skoodge put his snack away. "Sorry, but I'm just nervous. I hear they mate with worms."

Making a face at that, Zim glanced down at him. "Where in the Irk did you hear that?"

"Glarg."

Rolling his eyes and shaking his head, Zim didn't want to respond to that as he heard the call to attention as more guards came out as the announcement came to say hello to their new leaders. Strolling out of the building with a lab coat on with a collar so high up you couldn't see his mouth or most of his face, the male was incredibly tall with an air of importance around him along with a very odd thing on the top of his head. He also wore goggles and heavy boots. Standing there with his hands behind his back, he didn't speak.

What came out after him were two others. Another male with the same hair design on top of his head, glasses, a very impassive face, tall, lean, dressed mostly in black, and standing there scanning the crowd a little openly. Zim wasn't too worried about him. The other one was female, with long purple coming down from her head, dressed in purple and black, and one of the darkest auras coming off from her. Her face held no expression, and as far as Zim could see, she had no eyes.

Suddenly the one in the lab coat raised up his arms up high. "GREETINGS! As your new leader of your planet I would like to formally inform you of my name as, Professor Membrane. We have come many light years away to your planet to, well, take it over." Laughing heartily at that, he quickly calmed down. "I want you all to know that you all will be safe as long as you cooperate with us. Where I come from, I am a man of science along with my son here, Dib Membrane." He points to the other male. "Soon all of you will have new assignments and soon, in time, I will meet you all." Steps back to be beside the other two. "As I have said, this here is my son, Dib, and to my right is my daughter, Gaz." Seeing a hand being raised up, Membrane pointed to it. "Yes?"

"What is a son and daughter?" Came the question.

Chuckling, Membrane replied easily enough. "Oh yes, you enlisted mass cloning on this planet. I'm sure your far older members of society know what I'm talking about. It is when you use to mate naturally."

There were a lot of talking amongst everyone on that subject. Something that didn't bother Membrane as he listened to it curiously. Zim did know about the old ways, but grew bored of the conversation pretty quickly as he watched the new 'Leader' take his leave with the daughter, Gaz trailing behind him leaving the son there. The way he scanned around till he stopped his gaze on someone. That someone, he didn't know, Dib abruptly turned around and left.

Only later while in his quarters, Zim found out he was to be personally assigned to assist one of the leaders. Which one? He had no clue.

The next day, he reported, unhappily, handing his assignment to the guard who made a sound trying to contain his laughter. Zim just tried to contain his hissing. The guard told him to head upstairs and go to the room immediately to the left. Opening the door, Zim took his time walking up the stairs and to the room. Looking around there was no one in there so he just wandered around just ticking off things in his head. Seeing a door, Zim decided to walk to it discovering it was the bedroom with a pleasant scent inside. Looking at a strange object on the bed, he went to it to pick it up so he can study it. Seeing a blue button, he touched it to find the screen lighting up with almost a out of date graphic on it.

As he stared at it, it was quickly nabbed out of his hands. Turning, he was facing the daughter who was much shorter then him. Zim almost laughed at that.

"I know I have to have someone assigned to me, but I hate people touching my things." Turning off the device, she placed it on her bed. "Leave this bedroom at once."

"That is a sorely horrible graphic on it." Zim pointed out.

"And your voice is stupid." Gaz growled. "Get out of this bedroom. Now."

Glaring at her, he did as he was told just to hear her slamming the door behind her. "Why exactly am I here?"

"To serve me." Hearing his huff of annoyance, she almost opened up an eye to peer at him. "Look, I can do things on my own. Done it back home, but he feels that since we are here that we need servants."

"Zim is a genius, he doesn't cater to the whims of... Whatever you are." Zim wanted to toss something at her. "What are you anyway?"

"A nightmare."

"Eh?"

"I hate talking more then necessary." Gaz grumbled out. "How old are you?"

"200. What about you?"

Getting uncomfortably close to him, Zim thought she was going to open her eyes, but she didn't. "Don't call me a smeet because on my planet I'm legal. I'm 19."

Bending down, Zim studied her pale face. "Do you have eyes? Can you see?"

"Yes I can see and yes I have eyes." Hits him. "Don't do that again."

Clutching his squeedly spooch, Zim cursed this being that hit him. "Yes I won't. Sure."

"As much as I like that uniform on you, you unfortunately need to wear one for this job. Head downstairs and they'll provide you one."

"What?!"

Shrugging. "Just go. Be happy I said something nice to you." Turning her back towards him, she left to go into her bedroom.

As days went by, Gaz was a very silent female compared to him hearing her brother or her father barking out orders. Gaz enjoyed her privacy. Once while downstairs talking to the other Irkens, along with Tak who was Dib's personal servant, she hinted at some strange behavior from the son. Something he decided to question Gaz about since, Zim wasn't one for boundaries.

For once Gaz's eyes actually opened revealing a nice golden color. "Are you clones allowed to have sex?" She blurted out.

Sputtering at that question, Zim blushed. "Well no not before because it was against the rules, but unsure now..." Feeling her pat his arm, he looked at her.

"It'll be allowed now then." She left it at that as she left her quarters to go somewhere's else.

While Zim busied himself doing some humiliating cleaning, Gaz came running back in closing the door looking paler then before. Taking one look at him, Gaz dismissed him for the day. Not willing to question that, Zim quickly left out of there only to hear some distant sounds in the hallway. Curiously, he went to check it out hearing it to be Tak behind Dib's door. Eyes wide, Zim had a feeling this is why Gaz went back in the room the way she did.

More time went on with him finding it useless to be around there. In truth the female was very tidy and the only demand she had was to really stay out of her bedroom. Something even he wanted to venture inside just to see more than some stupid device on her bed. One day when he felt completely more useless as he stood there looking outside, he heard her as she brushed right past him. It really was a rare thing for him to hear her. She was a very quiet thing.

"I know you're bored. I don't blame you. If you are bored it means you have something inside of you that craves other things." She spoke softly. "What is it you like to do?"

The question almost put him off, but he replied anyhow. "I like to invent things. Most of my own kind believe I love destruction." That made her smile a bit. "They call me a defective. I do enjoy reading when I can."

"I love destruction. I have a bunch of security robots where I come from that I made myself." Turning to face him, she opened her eyes to study him. "Don't repeat this to anyone. I'm from Earth." Walking past him to go back inside he followed her as she wandered to her bedroom. Leaving the door open, she actually indicated he can come in. "I need to ask you something in private."

"And that is?"

"I don't like talking a lot. I'm not fond of it, but I kinda like doing it with you. Do you know what a hymen is?"

Shaking his head, he listened to her explain what it was making his face turn a paler green. "Sick."

Rolling her eyes, she said, "Agreed. The reason why I ask this is because well my father has decided to take it upon himself to fix me up to marry someone from here. To insure that if anything were to happen and blah blah blah."

Judging by the tone of her voice, Zim could sense she wasn't happy. "Who did he set you up with and do they do this where you come from?"

"In some cultures they still do it, but where I come from, no. It is one of your former Tallests, Red." Shuddering, Gaz sat down on her bed to eye the light in the room. "I'd rather loose my virginity to that lamp then that horrible guy. All he did was gorge on snacks when I met him. Sure he had some evil thoughts, but I got snack smattered all over me from him. It disgusted me."

Zim saw how her attention turned to look him up and down.

"You are actually taller then him and at least your body, from what I can see here is far more desirable. HIm... I feel like I'd be having sex with a worm." Making a face she stood up to shake her arms around as if to discharge the horrible feeling away from her.

"What about your brother? Isn't he marrying someone?"

"He is actually and I'm surprised she hasn't said a word to you since I know you both talk downstairs."

Zim's face changed remembering how the mood changed after Tak hinted at something before not being seen again down there. "Her? So he is marrying the help and you marry Red. How was that possible?"

"Daddy caught him fucking the help. Simple as that. One of us is getting the raw deal and guess who it is?"

Zim had no clue if she wanted the question answered or not when she decided to walk out of the bedroom.

As Zim viewed this alternate reality, he stood up from his seat to look at the moron next to him. "Seriously? What is the point here?"

"I just want to show you different portions of different realities, that's all. Humor me." Psyllic responded.

"Yes since seeing in that reality, Dib still gets Tak and I get shafted."

"Yes... Seeing your wife with a former Tallest would be horrible." Laughing, he proceeded to show him another reality.

Alternate Reality 2

Two hands touching across the expanse of the couch before two sets of bodies move together as the vision pans up to see one with green skin and the other with pale skin and glasses look at one another and lean against one another to...

Quickly jumps up to pace all around. "NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO! LA, LA, LA, LA, LA, LA!" Zim screams out and pats his skin down to remove the feeling of that reality off his skin. "Seriously!"

"I could show you a reality with you and Tak, I know there is one." Psyllic was so amused by that reaction.

"ARGH! NO, NO, NO TO THAT TOO!"

"So only you and her then." Scratches his chin to see if he can find anything. "Let's see if I can find another one."

Alternate Reality 3

"Seriously will you hold her down." Zim's voice was exasperated at hearing her crying and cursing.

"Sorry, Sir, but she is stronger then she looks." Came one of the soldiers.

Glancing down at them holding Gaz by her arms, Zim laughed at the expression on her face. "Pathetic human."

Her eyes were wider then he had ever seen them as he approached her brother as he had him dangling in front of them. "You honestly thought I cared for you, didn't you?" His question was directed at her as he pinched a large portion of Dib's side in his grip. "It was so easy too." Crouching down so he could look at Dib in the eyes, he spoke to him. "The way your sister responded to my kisses and my touch." Dib cursed behind his gag at him.

"Stop this!" Gaz demanded.

Zim didn't stop. "As much as I didn't want to do it at first I have to admit it became a lot of fun. To see your sister's naked body moving under mines. All those sounds she made." Dib yelled out behind his gag.

"Stop doing this!" Gaz focused on Dib's face. "Stop doing this to him."

"Why? I thought you hated him." Zim continued looking at Dib.

"I-I didn't." Gaz got pulled back harder.

Standing up, Zim ordered his soldiers to let her stand up. Giving a brief wink to Dib, he shot her in the stomach making her fall down bleeding. Listening to Dib's screaming and struggling more, Zim smiled widely as he went over to her to give her a final kiss, but as he bent down to do so, she whispered:

"I was expecting."

Smile disappearing, Zim stood up feeling dread along with hatred.

Zim punched Psyllic in the face with that one landing him on the floor. "What truly is your point with all this?" His anger incredibly evident at watching his alternate self kill the one he truly loved.

Psyllic snapped his fingers to place them back out into the open again. "All that exists out there on different plains. Don't you understand? I know you knew this yourself."

"I knew, but to see that!" Zim roared.

"Well in a few plains you have made her a sex slave. Somehow you made Dib into one. That was interesting and I'm not into that." Psyllic noted. "You are actually pretty perverse."

This was to make him insane. To see him kill, Gaz in that last reality made him almost that way as Zim studied him before dropping onto the ground to feel it.

Not understanding what he was doing, Psyllic just observed till he caught something off the vibrations in the ground making his eyes pop open. "Impossible." He breathed out slowly.

Zim's eyes focused up slowly as the most evilest grin graced his smooth face. It is always best to keep the element of surprise on your side.

Zim surprise in store. ;) Also writing Alternate Realities seem like fun, but ack. Zim's is tame compared what I write for Dib unfortunately, but you'll see why.