The Un-Offical Injustice Gang

(Ohhh....I must've not been paying attention. heh, poor Zim. )

I watched as Zim looked through some of my weapons. After a few moments, he picked out one of my daggers, as well as a hand gun, and two stun guns. ()

(Yeah, poor Zim indeed. )

I looked over all of the weapons, mumbling quietly to myself some more.

()

"Those stun guns will come in handy later. Sometimes it's easier to just paralyze someone instead of taking the time to kill them." I said. ( )

"Yes, but sometimes, it is best to kill the person. If they were to wake up, who knows what they could do. But, I have to agree with you. Sometimes it IS easier to just knock them out." I threw the weapons at Gir, but turned back to the human.

"This is not something I do often, so do not get used to it. But I would like to thank you, for helping me in this mission, and for...the weapons."

()

"I never do anything like this, either. I don't trust anyone." I said, walking back over to my seat.

"Hm." I mumbled, and slowly walked back over to my seat.

(Hmm....)

I sat down, then pressed a button. Over the windsheild, a large screen appeared. It showed a map of where we were coming from, and where we were going. We were about halfway there.

I looked at the screen on the windshield as I sat down. From what I was seeing, it looked like we were half way to our destination. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Gir come up next to me, staring at the screen.

(Wow, that was....strange...'^^ )

()

"We will soon be there." I said, taking one of the knives I had taken out and washed the blood off of it with a rag. ()

I ignored the human, nodding my head once. Then turned back to Gir.

"Is everything ready, Gir?" I asked.

"Yes, sir. Everything is going in perfect order," he said. "Unless you want me to fix anything that may be wrong with your Pak."

"Of course, and thank you." I said. I wasn't used to this....helpful Gir. It was actually kind of nice. I made the main part of my Pak (that's the backpack-looking thing on every Irken's back) open up, and then all of the smaller compartments opened up. I wasn't going to take it off, afraid the human, or anything, could attack, and I would pretty much be...weak without it. Gir inspected everything, looking things over. ()

I watched as Zim made the thing on his back open up, letting Gir inspect it. I let out a small sigh, making my chair recline back so I could lie down.

Why am I doing this? I thought to myself.

Why am I helping this....alien? I asked myself.

Because, Some other part of me said. He can help you achieve your goals. He can help you take over the world. Just put up with his snarky remarks, and when the time is right, des- But I never got to finish the thought.() Suddenly, I felt someone kicking at my head. Luckily, I was invulnerable, so it didn't really hurt. I stood up quickly, finding that the president was awake. He was still tied up, but he had been trying to kick at me.

"Everything looks perfect," Gir said, and I closed my Pak back up. I had been looking at the human from the corner of my eye. I had some doubts, if not suspicions, about him...But I guess I'd have to adjust to that. I was starting to think that he was thinking that I had started to trust him. Ha! Like I would EVER trust a filthly human larva!

(Dun dun....DUUNN!! )

(.....Maybe you could have Zim say something about what's happening with the president? I'm not really sure what to put....^^')

(Uuhhh....Sure.....? O_o' )

I looked back at the president-human, who was now awake. I sighed, then spoke.

"Shouldn't we...do something?" I asked, not wanting to take actions without the humans....."permission". Eck! I hope I never have to say THAT again-Just thinking it makes me...make little gagg-y noises.

(Yes, that IS a real Zim quote! The whole "little gagg-y noises" part! )

(heh, sorry. I wasn't really sure what to put esactly......that also gave me a little more time to think of what tp put. ^^' )

"Of course." I said, taking something out of my pocket. A small spray can. I sprayed it in the president's face. He shyook his head, trying not to breath it in, but a few seconds later, he passed out again.

"There." I said simply, sitting back down like nothing had ever happened. ()

"Mhhm." I stated simply, then nodded my head.

After a few minutes, I became bored. I stood up, and decided to look around the plane, make sure everything was in order. I walked past where my weapons were, more towards the back of the plane. I soon came to the back room of the plane, and my eyes widened.

Sitting in one corner of the room on the ground, was a young man in his early twenties. He was wearing eyeglasses, a white button-up shirt, and black pants. When he heard me come in, he opened his eyes, and he stood up. I could see that he had a gun in a small holster on his belt, and a rifle strapped to his back. It looked out of place on such a man. I spoke, my voice loud and angry.

"Who are you?!" I demanded, taking a step towards him. He smirked, pushing his glasses up slightly off of his nose, and reaching for his rifle.

"I, am Darius. And I wouldn't come any closer if I were you." He said, holding the rifle tightly in his hands.

"That gun will do nothing to me." I said, thinking that this man must be very stupid to be standing up to me. Then, to my surprise, he pointed the gun towards the wall of the plane, pointing it almost exactly towards the direction where one of the wings were.

"I know THAT." He said, his voice full of sarcasm and....know-it-all-ingness( ). "But it WILL do quite a bit of damage to this plane." He said, keeping the smirk on his face.

"What do you want?" I asked, gritting my teeth.

"To help you." He said to my surprise.

(DARIUS!!! Woah....that was REALLY long! )

(Wow, that WAS long )

I was sitting in the front of the plane, where I had been sitting, when the human stood up and walked to the back. I could hear him talking to someone else, like he was surprised or something. I decided it was time to put my human disguise on.

(Hehe, his human disguise isn't very good. Just looks like him, with human eyes and hair. I don't see how he fools anyone with it, but everyone believes it....And that was random.... )

(By the way.....is there ANY possible way that a complete, almost super-human brainiac(For lack of a better word) could know what Zim is? ^^)

"What do you mean?" I asked, my voice full of anger for this man I had only just met.

"What I mean, you thick-headed brute(), is that I want to help you with this whole mission of yours." He said.

"How do you know what we are doing?" I asked.

"I know everything." He said, the smirk disappearing from his face for a moment, the seriousness obvious in his voice. Somehow, I could tell that he wasn't joking. I would bet that he really DID know everything. I spoke.

"And why do you want to help us?"

"That, my friend, is none of your business." He said.

(Man.....that was really long, too! ^^')

(Nope, not at all. Not ANY human knows about the Irkens. )

I was listening to the converstation going on in the back. Another person wanted to help, huh? Hmm, and I figured I'd be doing this on my own. Oh well, let the humans have their fun now. They'd all be bowing down to me later!!

()

(Okaaaayyyy......alright, what if Darius had been....I don't know, something happened, and now he basically has infinite knoweledge, and he knows of things that no one, maybe even Havok(Scratch that...definetly not Havok...)or Zim. )

I sighed, rubbing the back of my head as I thought. Finally, I spoke.

"Fine. Come." I said, turning around and walking back towards the front.

If anything, I thought. I can always just break his neck and throw him out of the jet.

()

(Nope! Unless Darius was alive 80-somewhat years ago, I don't think he'd know Zim....Or ANYTHING about the Irkens....Sorry, but it's just not gonna work! )

I heard the two finish their conversation, and then walk back towards us.

"Gir, get into your dog suit!" I whisper-yelled. He did as he was told. Again, a nice changed.

()

(....I didn't really want to reveal this till later......but, if Darius has "superpowers"(not really superpowers, per say....), that allow him to read minds......what about that? (I thought of that right off the bat when making Darius, thinking that it would be awesome if he could know anything about the Teen Titans.....))

We came back to the front, and I pointed to the seat behind Zim.

"Sit there." I said/commanded. He scoffed, and stayed standing. I sighed, and turned to Zim.

"This is.....Darius. He wants to.....help."

(Again, probably not...I know Zim is a very, very, VERY bad example of this, but the Irken race are very supieror people, and their minds work differently than ours (). So I'm pretty sure he couldn't read Zim's mind....and Gir doesn't have a mind to read! Wow, I just keep making this harder for you, huh? But no, no he CAN NOT read their minds....)

"Darius, hmm? And he wants to...help? Interesting...." I stated. Without having to say anything, Gir did one of those...little test-thingies, analyzing the human. It was SO much easier now that he could pay attention for more than two seconds...

Anyway, he did a little analysis, and I'd check that later....

(Yeah, you are.-_-....Maybe I shouldn't have him read minds, now that I think about it....Eh, I guess I'll just give up.....)

"Yes, I do. Who are you?" Darius asked Zim, looking him up and down with an almost disgusted look on his face.