Hey, so this is mah first InvaderZIM fanfiction!! Yaay! Hope you like it. Before we begin, I just wanna let you know that there will be ZAGR and ZADF ahead. And there might be some other stuff to watch out for in way later chapters. But yeah, I hope ya like it!!

I don't own anything. All these characters belong to Viacom and/or Jhonen Vasquez and not me. Sadly. So yeah, enough of my boring babble, read the story already!!!

'If the future's been drawn out, there's no point in living. I won't give up my love so that fate can have its way...' the radio droned softly, humming it's depressing tones as background music, just barely audible at its low volume.

A long, skinny figure lay tangled in blankets, half-way asleep. The pale faced youth had almost dozed off into slumber, when a loud thump echoed through the house followed with a crash and a scream. 18-year-old Dib Membrane sat up immediately. There goes Gaz and her big fits that depression had brought. It seemed to be getting worse. It seemed like every week she had to have at least two of these tantrums. Either it was because "no one cared" about her, or because she was a "failure and the world would be so much better off with me", or something. He'd caught her nearly about to kill herself five times in the past two months. What could it be this time?

He rushed out his dark bedroom, and down the hall to his little sister's room, throwing open the door, barely dodging something that had just flown past his head, hitting the wall, falling to the floor, and shattering, adding to the mess of freshly broken glass that littered the floor. Out of the sterio speakers, Three Days Grace's 'Animal I Have Become' blasted, Adam Grontier's vocals screaming out in song. Cautiously, trying to avoid cutting his foot on the shards of glass that lay scattered on the hardwood floor, he made his way over to his sister's bed. Gaz sat sobbing, her face buried in her black-and-white Nightmare Before Christmas pillows. Hearing her piercing screams as if she was being murdered, he hesitantly placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Gaz?"

All he got in reply was a "Go away!" screamed at him.

Dib sighed. "Gaz, what's wrong? What happened?"

Silence for a second or so, except for the soft sobbing of his little sister. Then finally, Gaz shouted, "Everything! Everything's wrong! Nothing's right! Everything's a big mess!" The purple-haired teen sat up to face her elder brother, tears soaking up her face. "It's been a year, Dib. A year."

"A year? Since what?"

Gaz thrust a finger towards the Fall Out Boy calender hanging on the wall. "Since what? Since... since he..." The 16-year-old laid her head on her big brother's shoulder, then whispered, "Since he left."

Dib stroked her short purple hair. All was silent. It was March 15--exactly one year since they last actually saw their father. Both remembered it well. In fact, Dib would usually recite it over and over in his head on nights when he was having trouble trying to get to sleep. It wasn't exactly what you'd call very "special". But to them, it was one of the most special days of their lives. And with each passing day, the memory got more and more memorable. After all, it was the last time Gaz had ever really smiled. They had gone to McMeaty's to eat. Big deal, right? Oh, it was a big deal. It wasn't just a trip to the grubby, run-down, bacteria-infested resturaunt downtown. It was a trip to the grubby, run-down, bacteria-infested resturaunt downtown with their Dad. Their annual family night was always on March 15. But today was March 15... so where was he?

Dib sighed. Then, choking on her tears, she barely managed to whisper, "You don't think..."

"Think what?" questioned the black-haired teen.

"You don't think... he... he..." she couldn't bring herself to say it. It was just too painful to say. Finally, the 16-year-old girl choked out, "He abandoned us."

Eyes popping open, Dib jerked up. "Wh-what are you talking about?" Gaz just shook her head and continued to sob, head in hands. Dib looked at his little sister worriedly, and stammered, "N-no. No, h-he he didn't." But it was no use. They hadn't had any form of communication whatsoever between them and their father ever since that night at McMeaty's. They both knew it wasn't that he had died or anything in some horrible lab incident. That would have been all over the news. No, their father was still alive. But the cold hard truth was that he didn't care. He wasn't coming back. He had left them. And no matter how hard Dib tried to convince his sister--and himself--he knew it was no use.

The eighteen-year-old boy held his sister in his arms, stroking her short purple hair. Neither said a word. After what felt like thirty minutes or so, Dib found his sister to be sound asleep, face still wet with tears. Gently he laid her down on her black-sheeted bed, pulling the blanket over her. Softly he whispered to her, "I love you... my little sister." And with that, he returned to his bedroom. He had just layed down into his blue-and-black sheets, when it happened. From the window, came a burst of blinding electric blue light. Squinting his eyes, he tried to make out the source of the light. Then, just as quickly as it had come, it went.

"What the--?" he whispered to himself. Tossing the blankets out of the way, he popped open the window, leaping out to investigate the mysterious light. Running the direction of the odd occruence, he couldn't help but wonder to himself, 'What if it's... could it be...? Nah, that's impossible! What am I thinking?' Finally, he found himself in an empty field, just outside of town. What he saw, he simply could not comprehend. A large meteorite, smashed, cracked. 'But... how could it be so big?' he thought. 'And with such an arrival.'

He had to get a closer look. It felt so odd, exploring this huge chunk of space rock. It kinda reminded him of when he was younger, back when he thought aliens were going to invade the planet. He gave a little smirk at the memory. Thinking back on it, he was surprised they hadn't put him in a starightjacket. He believed in it so much, he had even thought there had been an alien in the classroom. 'What was his name again?' he asked himself. 'Zak, Zek... Zim?' He really didn't know. It had been so long since the 5th Grade. He wished he could apologize to that poor kid he had harrassed back then.

Dib continued to investigate the odd rock, still hot to the touch. He tried to move some around, cringing at the heat. It was too unbearable, but it was still pretty hot. Digging deeper, he decided it best to take off his trademark black jacket. He was in a plain grey t-shirt and plaid pajama bottoms. Moving further into the crushed chunks of meteor, he found the heat to be rising, as he found himself close to the center of the smoking heap of cosmic debris.

Dib thought he had heard a voice--like a faint groan or something. What if it had fallen on sombody? He tried to find the source of the noise, when he found a large rock with some black object sticking out from underneath. Looking closer, it appeared to be a boot. The black-haired youth tried his best to pry the rock away, which wasn't easy with the temperature and weight factoring in. But after quite a few minutes, he managed to get the hunk of rock off. What he found amazed him. It was definitely a living being...

...Or was, at least...

So here's the first chappie!!! I really do hope you like it! Next chapter will be up whenever.. Please review! It makes me sad when people don't review, because then I think I'm making ppl bored and stuff. And that makes Gigi be sad. Very sad.

Oh! And one more thing!! At the very beginning of this, I started with a line from a song. If you think you know what it is, be sure to leave a review with the name of the song! If you're the first one to get it correctly... I dunno.. lemme think of something..

Well review already!!! It'll make me happy! If you review, I'll be sure to bake a batch of cupcakes for you to enjoy! Thanks bunches!

--Gigi out!