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Crimson Midnight	By : BleedingStarGoddess Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > AU/AR-Alternate Universe-Alternate Reality Views: 1339 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Crimson Midnight
Chapter: 2/?
Authors: Bleeding Star Goddess and Uppertorso
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Well, it's all OC but anyways Zabius/Lerrias, Chrodin/Athemes, (past) Azith/Prymis

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by Jhonen Vasquez, various publishers including but not limited to Nickelodeon Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Warnings: This story and the chapters in it will take place in an Alternate Universe with original characters and will involve xenophile situations, romantic and sexual relationships of the homosexual nature as well as the heterosexual nature. Similarly, torture, angst, sexual content, gore, violence, murder, genocide, adult language, and attempted rape will be within the contents of this story.

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Chapter 02: The Cruel Minds of Your Peers

Vex - a small irken with eyes of light green - stood with command and control at the front of the large lecture hall. Rows of more than two hundred desks were filled with smeets hatched during various cycles of the current year but all of them more than two months old. Each one had wires coming out of their paks that attached to the large purple metal faceted sphere emerging from the middle of the ceiling. The small viewing window embedded in their desks had their current lesson buzzing quickly in it and going in repetition to ingrain it into their small pathetic minds. Hundreds of multi-colored eyes gazed up at him and he sighed in irritation at the sheer amount of varied red-eyed smeets. Truly, most of this batch would be shipped off to Councilor Azith and nothing else really.

"Now we shall go over what was downloaded yesterday. Someone, repeat the four pillars of the empire," he ordered softly, knowing that the smeets would have to keep quiet if they desired to hear him.

As expected all the blue-eyed and some of the purple-eyed and even fewer green-eyed smeets raised their claws while most of the red and yellow-eyed smeets stared at him in stupidity.

He gazed around and nodded to a small violet-eyed smeet near the middle of the twentieth row.

"The four pillars are dominance, obedience, knowledge, and willingness," his head snapped towards the door and his eyes widened.

"Councilor Athemes!"

Instantly he and the smeets bowed, eyes lowered and a claw to their chest.

"It is an honor for you to bestow a visit to us today, Councilor Athemes."

Athemes sneered and gazed around at all the rows. How like Vex, putting all the light red-eyed smeets near the very back while the blues, purples, and greens dominated the front rows.

"My my, what a clichéd rainbow," she hissed. There was silence to her statement and she snarled, storming over to the tiny Vex and smacking him to the ground. "Well! Where is my greeting scarab! These art the fruit of the labor!"

Vex fell to the floor; grateful to the goddess he had only suffered this instead of Athemes' more preferred punishments.

"Class, greet the Councilor Athemes and give her the honor she is due," he ordered as he remained on the ground, wary what would happen if he got up when Athemes had not given him permission.

"Good cycle Councilor Athemes," the smeets all chimed up without ever removing their gazes from the floor, the etiquette lessons having been downloaded many months ago.

Athemes nodded in approval smiling gently at the newest generation.

"Good cycle to all of you as well my dear little spiders. Sit, sit, we must begin in earnest towards the massacres."

Athemes glided to the front of the classroom and sat herself atop the desk.

"I shall, I shall be teaching your class, scarab my scarab," she said without ever looking at Vex.

Vex nodded and stood, bowing again and moving to close the door.

"Cease thy patter bug!" Athemes yelled, pointing a claw at him but her cold eyes still firmly focused on the smeets. Vex gulped and stopped, shuffling back towards the wall, the door left open.

"Ah yes, the four pillars, how sweetly quaint, you," she turned and looked at a petite purple boy, "what do they mean beyond what you've been taught?"

The small child blinked and started to panic.

"Um... uh... dominance in-in per-"

"ENOUGH!"

"Eep!" some of the smeets cried, sinking into their seats, others grinned and leaned forward, none of their reactions escaped Athemes' observation.

She smiled gently and got up from the top of the metal desk, gliding along the front of the rows.

"Dominance, a pretty word, one of mine and Mr. Twiddles favorite, oh yes oh yes, dear little spiders be aware of this one, it's the first, after all." As she spoke her claws grazed over the small desk vid-screens. "Dominance, authority, supremacy, ascendance! All of these words mean control!" She slammed a claw into a vid-screen, causing it to shatter with a echoing "SMASH."

Some of the smeets laughed, others screamed in surprise, she took special attention of the smeets that didn't even care and showed no reaction.

"DOMINANCE!" she yelled again, slamming a fist into the desk, denting it. "We are IRKEN! We will... we ARE the greatest empire in this universe! All other species will bow to us or bleed if they will not!" her voice held all of them captivated, entranced. "But it is not just an action that the universe will understand as we conquer them, but it is a way to hold yourself around those lesser species."

She took a deep breath and smiled.

"Who shall tell me about obedience?"

She called upon a royal blue-eyed girl and sneered at her.

"Obedience," the little smeet replied calmly, unaffected by the maddened gleam in Athemes' eyes, "to the empire, to the Council, and especially the Master. It is not only those we dominate who must adhere to this but we, the irkens as well. We must obey our commanding officers and be willing to obey any order given to us and happily allot our useless lives if it is so ordered of us."

"A flippant memorized answer spider, oh me oh my, but acceptable for one of your brain capacities," Athemes purred as she returned to the main desk. "It is more, so very much more than that frivolous lie. It is more than those we control as well. You must obey and give up everything, anything. You have nothing, my sweet smeet-meats. You must be willing to give not only your life, but whatever friends you gain, your fellow soldiers, scientist, builders, breeders. Why would we ask you to take your own life when it's so much more entertaining to watch you take the life of your companion?" she chuckled as she crossed her legs and leaned back on her claws.

The smeets gazed at her with understanding and comprehension. They would give up everything for the empire, themselves, and others.

There was silence in the lecture hall, no one daring to speak or ask a question whilst Councilor Athemes was in the room. The "fhuuu-fhaaa" of breathing was the only sound in the room as attentive eyes fixated and memorized the body of the only female Council member.

Vex watched as Councilor Athemes instilled a deeper obedience and fear in this generation than previous ones he had educated. Every once in a while she would get up off the desk and slam a fist into another vid-screen, or turn a desk over, sending a smeet to the ground. Some of the smeets were getting so terrified they were quaking in their seats, the wires that linked up to the download sphere "clink-clank-clinking" against each other and adding noise to the silent room.

Of course, soon they would all go to Councilor Prymis for combat training. The lessons and basics the smeets learned with him and Nix the other smeet teacher would compare to nothing the Combat Lord would infuse into their minds and train their bodies to react too.

He was... curious, however on Councilor Athemes' visit. He had heard a rumor from a green in the medical wing that a true black had actually been hatched two weeks ago. But the pak-inventory charts only stated going to the regular reds, blues, and the likes, a yellow had been born yesterday but otherwise the inventory had mentioned no true black. Also his class list for the next session showed no sign of a true black being born.

"...ou think? Oh no no no me oh my smeet-meat, willingness will not carry you that far, your stupidity shall make you a good toy to destroy," Athemes giggled and that was when Vex went back to listening to what she was saying.

Ice-cold blue eyes turned on him and he froze, wondering if she was upset that he had not been paying attention to the lesson.

"What is next to teach?" she chuckled.

"Eye-color and their roles, Councilor Athemes, but that is for tomorrow's lesson, Councilor," Vex replied with a bow.

Athemes slapped the desk as if in excitement but her eyes gleamed as if she were going to cry.

"Wonderful! You shall have them download it now and I shall return tomorrow..." she smiled.

Vex nodded, bowing lower, not going to argue a single tick with the Councilor, it was an order and he would have it done.

"It is done," he replied knowing that another response would only help (hopefully).

"Vex," she purred gesturing for him to come closer with a single finger. "I have a gift from the Master, and in your little claws I will be allowing you to guide them for my experiments run slow as I tend to them."

Vex blinked, not quite sure what was being given to him but almost dreading it as the Master himself had given Councilor Athemes the "gift" which meant if anything went wrong it would be his head they'd destroy.

"My little legend and his twin will come when these pathetic wastes of paks are more knowledgeable."

"Little legend and..." he realized he had spoken and knew that the slap he had gained was well deserved.

"Have it done scarab," she stated with a giggle, choking him. Vex did not claw at her hands, did not try to escape, if she so desired to do this to him than he was not to question it. "My gift is beyond special, they are my charges."

He only nodded his vision starting to get blurry. Athemes released his throat and set him back down on the ground, standing up at her full six feet proudly. He panted and bit at air, starving for it.

"C-Class," he wheezed, "bid Councilor Athemes a goodbye as she has honored us so graciously," he panted.

"G-Goodbye Councilor Athemes, thank you for honoring us today," the students replied, visibly cowed.

Athemes smiled gently and nodded before giggling and doing pirouettes out the opened door. All the smeets and Vex watched her and he sighed in relief that the worse thing to have happened was that one smeet had a slightly sore bottom. He turned to the frightened students and gave a reassuring smile.

"Now, as you heard you will be downloading the roles of the..."

"Oh my little legend and my blood-bather!" she called out as she came into their private room.
The little legend couldn't be put in the nursery; it would be too easy for other irkens to compromise an experiment she might be doing on him. The walls were a light purple and held two tiny beds sitting on opposite sides of the room. It seemed pointless to the two little smeets that their beds were so far apart since one of them would always crawl into the other's bed and they were always playing on one bed if they weren't downloading a lesson. Between them, two little desks sat around a small download sphere sat in the middle of the room atop a stand and next to the desks. A couch large enough for Athemes to sit on sat against the wall across from the door and next to the couch was a door that led to their bathing chambers and through there the examination lab where she would test and experiment on Zabius.

Lerrias looked up from his vid-screen, the schematics of the battle ship in front of him and some calculations for holes he noticed on another one while Zabius was just sitting behind him and playing with Lerrias' antennae by putting beads and ribbon on them. Lerrias was often tricked into stopping his calculations as Zabius would stroke the base of his antennae and make him relax before putting a particularly feminine bead or ribbon on him.

"Athemes look!" Lerrias smiled, holding up the screen and his calculations to the tall female while Zabius merely put a ribbon on his left antennae, "I fixed the problems of the Xavier Battleship!"

Athemes smiled and patted Lerrias on the head, truly impressed with the two-week-old crimson-eyed smeet. And knowing that touching the little red would cause the little true black to acknowledge she was in the room.

"Mommy is so proud smeety! And how is the little legend hmm?" she asked as she turned to look at Zabius.
Zabius gazed up at Athemes and blinked just staring at her and then adding another bead to Lerrias' antennae, this one purple.

She gently tugged on Zabius' antennae.

"Still silent like a tomb and eyes aglow with malice is he?" she chuckled.

"Zabi talks Athemes!" Lerrias replied quickly, not wanting Zabius to be in trouble. Zabius did talk, a lot in fact, but he refused to talk to others beyond his twin.

"Mommy knows, blood-bather, mommy knows, me oh my, how she knows! But, little sweet-smeet speaks like a mummy to mommy."

Lerrias nodded and he felt a gentle tug on his own antennae, Zabius' silently telling him that it was fine whether or not Athemes knew if he spoke.

"Do you know why I am here my sweet smeet-meats?" she purred, plopping down on the small bed and disrupting the tray of beads and ribbons Zabius had sitting beside him.

Lerrias turned to look at her and then at Zabius.

"Because we're going to start lecture and the mass downloading tomorrow right Athemes?" he asked softly, watching Zabius' antennae perking slightly before flattening against his head in annoyance as he struggled to get an intricate bead onto Lerrias' antennae.

Athemes giggled, stroking a claw along Lerrias' collarbone.

"Indeed, little blood-bather, now the other students are behind you in downloading by at least four month cycles but the torture of being amongst peers older than you should madden you well enough. And if little legend here remains mummy hushed then it will most certainly be entertaining."

Zabius gently swiped at the claw Athemes' ran along Lerrias' collarbone, glaring and hugging his twin closer. The Councilor chuckled and gently pulled on the black's antennae.

Lerrias bit his lip, never quite understanding why Athemes was so much more physically violent with Zabius. He felt a gentle nuzzle at the back of his neck and smiled.

"Athemes, Zabius wants to know why we're going at two-weeks instead of two-months like everyone else."

"Because smeet-meat," she grinned maliciously, "it's a test."

Lerrias blinked and leaned back into Zabius and the black felt the movement and hugged the crimson close, growling at Athemes. She laughed in amusement before patting them on the head and bestowing a biting kiss on their foreheads.

"Sleep well my little destroyers, tomorrow you will get to experience the cruel minds of your peers."
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