I don't own Invader Zim okay? I wanted to make this for awhile now and I want to write an Irkens Invading fic that had ZADR in it and explore the complications that would cause. I want to focus more on the drama of tyrannical invaders than just the ZADR really. Now on with the fic of doom!

2007 at Hi-Skool

Zim and Dib walked down the hallways at school holding hands ignoring the tension and hate between them 6 years earlier when Zim first arrived. One day two years earlier proved to them how much they really meant to each other. Zim had lost all contact with the Tallest and knew that it meant no good because the Tallest always keep in touch with the Invaders. He then found himself feeling like he had no worth at all. Then he started to show his depression at school. Dib then wanted to exploit it to expose him but when he tried to; he saw much of himself in him. Seeing another version of himself made him lose the desire to expose Zim, leading to a truce at first.

As time went on, Dib and Zim became very close to each other. Dib made Zim forget about the fact that his mission was pretty much canceled and his pain. At first Dib knew this was a perfect opportunity to expose Zim once and for all but then just as he was about to do so, a thought hit him. If he did expose Zim when he was a poor sap of a broken Irken, people would pity him and not shower Dib with the accolade he wanted.

(Flashback)

"Hey Zim……" Dib started

"Go ahead and expose me Dib-stink. Not like it will do you any good in saving the human race like you want to; the Armada doesn't care about me anyway." Zim sighed. "Might as well take off the disguise."

Dib looked on the broken Zim in a pity. He no longer saw an alien invader but himself. He could recall that look on his face so many times before and knew it was not right to kick your enemy when they were down, even when they were like you in an Irken's body. "Ahhhh don't worry about it Zim." Dib sighed.

"Why?" Zim asked with an eyebrow raised.

"Because you reminded me of something; this planet isn't worth saving after all and no offence intended but Gaz thinks you're too stupid to anyway." Dib said as he started to bridge the gap in between two broken souls who were both more alike than the other would admit at the time. "But still, I have a feeling you can do what you want to if you tried to. Truce?"

"Truce Dib." Zim said shaking Dib's hand with a smile. "To tell you the truth, this planet isn't good enough for the Armada anyway."

"Sure, I guess." Dib said feebly. Based off of the other races I found out about, this is just a jungle to Irk; a big zoo basically.

(Present Time)

Two years had gone by since the truce and Zim and Dib had become good friends and later lovers. They were walking down the hallways of the school on their way back to Zim's base where Dib had moved into after Professor Membrane disowned Dib for being gay. To those who had known Dib and Zim for the past 6 years never would have guessed they would be in love from the beginning when they swore to destroy each other. Zim vowed to never harm the human race for Dib. Meanwhile Dib had sworn to not try to judge aliens harshly for Zim. A part of each other's stubborn persona had died and then gave way to true love. They lived under the belief that Earth was no good for the Armada. Zim had told Dib that Earth was too far out of the way and had no valuable resources for the Empire to use. At least that was what Zim told Dib and himself so they could sleep at night.

They reached Zim's house and then Dib yawned. "Zim, I'm just a little tired. I need to lie down and take a nap real quick." He was 17 had had moved in with Zim, the only person, well Irken, he felt truly free to express himself with. Zim took him in the night he was disowned and this sealed it for Dib in his mind. He knew that he was meant to be with Zim.

"That's fine Dib. I'm just going down to renovate the old labs for you." Zim said as he sat Dib on the couch and kissed his forehead. One thing that did not matter to them one bit was the foot height difference. Zim was only 4' 11" and Dib was 5' 11" but that didn't mean a thing. There were times that Zim wished he were taller to be able to kiss Dib without him kneeling down to him but they still loved each other for the fact that they were so alike inside. Zim went to the toilet, which had been widened for Dib to be able to fit his head through and flushed. Zim went down to the labs humming happily to himself as he knew he had all he needed to be happy. He picked up a copy of the plans for renovation and began to read them. As he was absorbed in the blueprints, Zim's computer warned of a transmission for the first time in 2 years.

"MASTER! INCOMMING TRANSMISSON! It is from the Tallest." Zim's computer stated.

"I thought I disconnected that thing……" Zim said to himself. Then the name 'Tallests' rang through his mind. "The Tallest!" He panicked. "They'll wonder why I haven't called in 2 years. To be fair however, they didn't call either. But still- Display on Screen!"

"Irken Invader Zim?" Tallest Red asked.

"Yes. Invader Zim reporting. I am terribly sorry that I……." Zim began trying to explain his rational for basically disbanding his mission to the Tallest. "You didn't call for two years and I somehow got the notion that my mission was cancelled." Deep inside his heart was beating faster with each breath. They won't buy that one. I'm as good as dead. Dib will be so broken about that!

"Hello. Yes why haven't you called in 2 months?" Purple said. On Irk a human year was equal to one month. "You used to call non-stop"

"He just said so fool." Red sighed rolling his eyes.

"Well to add on to what I stated my Tallest…." Zim began to stutter. He couldn't tell the truth to them. One thing an Invader didn't have was love, especially with another male of the enemy race. I can't tell them that I got a boyfriend and decided to quit being an Invader for him. Invaders had a lifetime of service or death.

"Well all this confusion aside, you'll be glad to know that our scientists have done work on the research you sent us from Earth. They took the samples you sent, studied the chemical make up and discovered that Earth has better materials than we ever could have dreamed of before. It has taken us 5 of Earth's years but we have come to the conclusion that Earth is the perfect planet to Invade." Red said bombastically.

"Yeah we thought we were getting rid of you all that time ago, but you proved to be the greatest asset this Empire ever had. Congratulations General Zim." Purple laughed as he ate donuts.

"What do you mean my Tallest?" Zim asked as he raised one of his antennas.

"What we mean is that the Irken Empire is invading Earth and 4 of Earth's years have passed since you told us about the humans' electoral government system." Red said. "This means that this final conquest will be as bloodless as possible. We will be arriving soon. However we will take care of the final capture. You don't want to be seen with us if the humans try to revolt. We will see you later General Zim. By the way, our Vortian scientists perfected a way to build in a paste suit to the Paks. There is now nothing the humans can throw at us now."

"But my Tallest, I am barely Invader height! I am a dwarf compared to the generals!" Zim said as his heart beat faster and faster and faster. If this wasn't all a dream he knew what was coming next, one of the most painful things in Irken Society: Promotions.

"That's why you're getting Promoted Zim." Purple smiled as he pressed a button that sent a message to Zim's Pak to release the growth hormones. Zim moaned and writhed in pain as his body grew and tore his clothes. He bit his tongue to prevent the screams of pain from coming out but they did. By the time he was done being Promoted, he was 5' 11" and he knew he was no longer an Invader. The tallest Invaders were only about 5' 4"

Dib was heading down to the labs as fast as he could when he heard Zim's screams. "Come on go faster!" He yelled to whoever would hear but he knew that the 'whoever' was just him. The first thing he saw was the Tallest on screen and he hid behind a pole nearby. Zim warned him about the dangers of showing his face to the Tallest. They would want to kill him if they got the idea that he was Zim's lover. Under Irken law, homosexuality was one of the most taboo of taboos. Holding his breath he peered and saw the Tallest disappear off screen.

"Zim! What is it?" Dib asked as he walked out cautiously from his hiding spot hoping the Tallest wouldn't call again. He looked at Zim in awe of what had become of him. "Zim… you're tall."

"Isn't that one obvious Dib?" Zim asked with an antenna raised.

"Here, until you get some new clothes." Dib said as he took off his trench coat and put it on Zim. He then pulled Zim closer and stroked his back to make him feel better. Dib had found out about the height hierarchy of the Irkens and knew that something had to happen to make Zim seem more important and putting two and two together, he knew that Earth had just proven valuable after all.

"The Tallest should be sending me my new uniform about…" as Zim said this a uniform of a red shirt wit long sides like coattails with an Irken Military Symbol on the back below where the Pak was to be came out."...now" Zim took the clothes and Dib helped him out of the tattered rags Zim was wearing and then looked into Zim's eyes.

"Does this mean what I think it does?" Dib started to cry with fear.

"Yeah. They're coming." Zim said with a blank stare born of his fear of the impending doom.

(Page break)

A few weeks later all over the city, a huge red 'shooting star' was seen then came to a stop right at the moon. Most people called it 'pretty' but a young 12 year old girl named Christie Eielson knew something wasn't right with that 'shooting star'.

"Something wicked this way comes." Christie said to herself as she saw the shooting star that was really The Massive one late night when she couldn't sleep.