Disclaimer: Jhonen Vasquez owns Invader Zim... I don't. There is no justice in the world.

A/N: A few things you should know, This story is set roughly 3 months before "The Nightmare Begins" and AIM is an online chatting service. Oh yeah, my name's Poetic, nice to meet you!

Chapter 1: Answers only lead to more questions

Dib sat down at his desk, utterly exhausted from a hard day at skool. He picked up his laptop and booted up AIM.

: has added you to their buddy list :

: click :

Government Guy: Hello Dib.

Dib: Uh..hello?

Government Guy: We are in need of your assistance.

Dib: Who are you?

Government Guy: I'm sorry, that information is classified.

: click :

Dib: Your profile says your Larry Davidson, and your address is right there...

Government Guy: THAT INFORMATION IS CLASSIFIED!

Dib: Then why did you put it in your profile?

Government Guy: Hrm..enough chit-chat, go to the following address and tell no-one.

Dib: My dad isn't just going to let me leave at this hour.

Government Guy: Fine, tell him that your going to meet... A friend!

Dib: He won't believe that.

Government Guy: Why not?

Dib: I..uh..don't really have any friends.

Government Guy: Oh...tell him your going to go for a walk.

Dib: How do I know I can trust you?

Government Guy: They're coming.

Dib: What? Who's coming?

: Government Guy has logged out :

Dib stared into the screen for sometime, contemplating what to do.

The Earth is in danger...

"Alright i'll do it!" Dib yelled to no-one in particular. "Shut Up!" Gaz yelled back through the wall.

Dib knew now that he had become involved with something big, and his large head was filled with questions.

"I'm going out!" Dib yelled to his dad, who paid him no attention...until he reached the door.'

"And where do you think your going young man?" Prof. Membrane looked into the face of his son and saw a rare spark in his eyes, something he had not seen since his mother's passing.

Think! Oh..I am thinking...OK think of an excuse to go outside! "I need to water the garden". Yeah that was brilliant.

"Have fun then, don't stay out too late!" Prof. Membrane watched his son dash out the door and into the early night. "He'll be alright Dad", Gaz had come in while Dib was leaving and was now watching her eccentric father closely.

As Dib was walking down the sidewalk a black car started trailing him from a distance of a few metres. What the hell? Dib started jogging and then running as the car matched his speed.

Just as he was about to turn into a sidestreet the car whipped around him and a man stepped out.

The man was around 5'6, and was wearing a black trenchcoat. He walked over and Dib was startled to see that the strange man was covered with bruises and deep gashes.

When at last he did speak, Dib asked "Who are you?" The man looked at him with one of his eyebrow's raised and said quietly "You seem to be having to say that a lot today, huh."

"Government Guy?" Dib leaned in close to ask and was answered by a slight headshake. "No, he is still waiting for you, which reminds me..." The man pulled back his long sleeve on his right arm to reveal...DIB'S WATCH!

Amazed, Dib looked at his own arm where, sure enough, the exact same watch was ticking. "...You can't afford to be late, not for this."

Dib studied his face for a moment, something about him seemed eerily familiar.

"Before you go, I want you to have this." The man handed him a yellow envelope, covered in something which looked like...blood!

"I know what it looks like but it's just red paint." Dib nodded before asking, "How did you get paint on it?" Dib blinked and the man was gone.

The man suddenly reappeared and jumped into his car, then was gone...again.

Maybe I should just go home now...then again...THE EARTH IS IN DANGER!

Dib soon arrived at the address, which turned out to be one of those little parks inbetween roads which only have a few trees and are completely useless.

"Hello?" Dib whispered into the darkness, "Is anyone out there?"

Dib felt a tug on his neck and whipped around to see a glimpse of a tubby man before a gas mask was shoved onto his face. "Sleep well little one..."

Dib tried to fight back, to remove the mask, but he suddenly started to move r e a l l y s l o w l y. He hit the ground with a thud and as darkness enveloped his brain he just had time to think is this the end?

Dib: Oh my god, are they going to rape me?

Poetic: No.

Dib: Good.

: Awkward silence :

Poetic: Can anyone guess what's going on? I bet you can't!

Dib: I'll bet...5 dollars that someone will figure it out.

Poetic: Done, now review this fic so we can determine the winner! More reviews equals faster updates!

Gaz: One more thing, we need someone to proof-read this fic every week, if your up to it please leave your contact details in a review!

Poetic: Good idea!