Zim

Chapter I: The Deal

The Great Assigning has just finished, and all the invaders were headed to their designated planets. Tallests Red and Purple were on the Massive, discussing a very important matter.

"We have to do something about him, we would be foolish to think he wouldn't try something!" Red was eating a chocolate covered donut while speaking to Purple.

"Oh, come on Red! Relax a little! He's on Planet Vort! Maximum security even! He can't do anything!"

"Did you forget what happened last week?! He nearly escaped! We can't let him ruin Operation Impending Doom II! I say we should send him to the filthy ball of dirt he came from! Tell him that if he doesn't bother us, we won't bother him, and he'll be out of our antennae for good!"

Purple was slurping his drink while Red was explaining his idea. He does have a point. Well it's best to just go along with him, he can be so annoying when he doesn't get his way. "O.K. fine. Change direction to planet Vort!"

~*Meanwhile on Planet Vort Prisoner Number 999*~

A tall Irken, about 6'4", was doing his usual 9 sets of 800 sit-ups, 4 sets of 500 push-ups, and jogging in place for thirty minutes in between each set. His short black hair naturally spiked up, with his antennae sticking up. His giant ruby eyes burned with determination, excitement, and hatred. Still allowed (and willing) to wear the Irken soldier uniform, the shirt and gloves were currently off, showing his well toned muscles. They can't keep me in here forever. I will be free of this place, and when I am I'm going home, my real home. He was just about to finish his 7th set of sit-ups when he was interrupted by some very unexpected guests.

"Prisoner Number 999: stand and respect the Almighty Tallests Red and Purple!" a guard that came up to his knees ordered the prisoner. He was followed by two seven foot tall Irkens. One dressed in red, the other purple.

"Well, well, well. The Tallest have decided to pay a visit to little old me? I'm flattered. I would offer you a chair but as you can see I am currently ill prepared for visitors." the prisoner said with a mixture of sarcasm and disgust.

"Prisoner 999! You will respect-"

"That's enough! Leave us." Red was starting to get annoyed. Once the guard left he continued. "Look, you piece of filth! We came here to offer you a deal. One that will benefit everyone involved."

The now dressed prisoner's antennae were perked up in interest, but eyes narrowed with suspicion. "I'm listening."

"We let you go on one thing: You go to the planet known as Earth and never contact us. If you don't bother us, the Irken Empire, then we won't bother you and that planet will be spared from Operation Impending Doom II and all other future conquests until you die."

The muscular inmate was surprised by the offer from the Tallest and thought hard about this deal. I don't see how this could be a loss for me, I mean I was already planning to escape and go there anyways. This just gives me insurance that I won't have to worry about any attacks. "And you swear I'll be left alone for the rest of my remaining life span as long as I stay on Earth and loose contact with Irk?"

"Yes, we swear by the Almighty Irken Goddess Irkenia that you will be left alone." Red held up his right two-fingered hand in the air while his left rested above his chest; Purple did the same while nodding in agreement.

The smallest of the three grinned, showing off human like teeth only sharper. Holding out a three-fingered, gloved hand, he almost whispered, "You have yourself a deal."

Tallest Red shook the offered hand. "You will be given a SIR unit, however it will be a defective one, perfect for the defective you are, Zim."

Zim kept his grin and simply said, "Thank you for the compliment."