I don't own invader zim but they should make new one's!

Unknown pov

A close up at a big building is shown

A worker looks over a machine flashing red, all of the sudden a piercing siren shriek rings. The worker shouts to his assistant "RUN, the thing is about to explode!"

The assistant looks over to their experiment, a bit angered. "What about "HER", we worked on this project for many years, we can't have it destroyed!'

The worker looks over to it and turns to his assistant, "we will have to start over, right now we will have to save our skins!"

The building was evacuated as it soon blow into a hundred pieces, half burned files and papers lay ridden on the brown dirt ground. One read about project f-e-9. It reads on to the date of "birth", it's achievements, and DNA signature the rest then becomes unreadable for the rest have become ash, and then blows into the wind.

A burned body falls down with a sickening thud.

The body slowly gets up, but falls. it soon props itself on a rock. she slowly looks back and starts to run/limp away from the burning building, promising certain death if she goes back for help. Not that she wanted their help. She then walks ahead for so many miles.

She comes to a small pond and she then drops to her knees to take a huge gulp of water. She looks at her reflection. Her eye's shrink and her blood run cold. Her sweat is now ice cold, colder than her blood, and her face, as ashy as it is, is now pale with fear. This isn't her, what did they do to her?

One year later.

She was shunned. Kids would through rocks, sticks, and anything that could hurt her. Adults would chase her away, calling her demon child, freak, a... a... a monster. She slowly began to realize that she would never fit in; she would have to hide, have to hide what made her... a "freak". That what she would do but... she was lonely. She was afraid that if she were to make friends then they would find out... and shunned her like so many had done before then. So the only "friends" would be stray cats. She never liked dogs do to the fact that they always tried to bite her. She then found a old house where she then took over since, the people that lived there had fled. That is where her and her " friends would stay. She then would have to go to this place called "skool" she know that it was the wrong way to spell it so she was a bit sadden at the thought that this "skool" might not accept her, they might find out. She would have to in role tomorrow but for now she would sleep next to her many "friends" and looked at her reflection one last time and a tear ran down her cheek. Sadden by her... Oddness.. And how she would never fully fit in...

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INVADER JADE Things of awesome misspelled word, wrong paragraphing an rants of other things that might make others mad, irritated an other things lol.

Invader Jade: yo its me, jade is all da rage XD. Well I rerought this to get a few people to get of my back an I think this SMALL corner I can be my self an suff. I cant always worry about stupide stuff like putting a tiny dot here of there, or not using " proper' "wrighting" well not all the time anyways ^^' flamers bewar I'll tair

He he… well I will rewright the other one an im still wrighting the thried one, sorry I cant up date regularly. You know skool an stuff. * hits head on desk* sso u might have to what like some days to get it uploaded…. Maby weeks….. ok months…. Posably a year or two he he. Kk got two work on the other things so yaaaaa bbbbbbyyyyyeeeeeeee