Summary: This is the final stand, the final test, the final story. The Battle of Meekrob begins and the Irken Empire falls. The Resisty makes itself known as the Meekrob join the fight for freedom. Everyone is involved and anyone could be the enemy. Prepare yourselves for the last adventure, the last story, and the last Invader. Invader Zim is no more. Invader Dib shall begin.
A/N: Here it is, the moment you've been waiting for, the novelization of Invader Dib. This is based on various resources so do not flame me if I leave something out or I did something wrong. The truth of the matter is this: Invader Dib is up to interpretation. Jhonen Vasquez never specifically stated what the ending for Invader Dib would have been. He has joked about making Zim become a police officer on Earth and help prevent alien invasions or something like that. Don't fret my faithful readers, you will all be pleased. Seeing as the votes/reviews are pretty much at a tie, I will write out both endings. Whichever one wins will be the true ending. The other will be the alternative. I shall only influence your voting with this: do not go soft on these characters. Vasquez himself said one of the reasons he wants to come back to do the show is to torture the characters. So, as the author of this story, I shall do just that! Please enjoy the series finale novelization of Invader Zim. The Irken Empire's downfall begins now.
Disclaimer: I felt it would be important to put in this story, so here it goes: I do not own Invader Zim. There, I said it. I am also not Jhonen Vasquez, so do not blame me for having a different style. I'm not as good as Jhonen when it comes to humor/dark humor.
Chapter 1
Note: I actually wrote out the title sequence for ID. I'm such a dork.
Explosions, fireballs, lasers, saws, bombs, and insanity filled the plateau as day turned to night. Invader Tenn had found Meekrobian sunsets beautiful and enjoyable; it was almost a shame she had to help the Armada destroy the planet, just almost. She hated the planet. It was nothing but a spinning mass of rock, not splendid enough to be spared by the Irken bio-sweep. No, Meekrob would fall at the claws of Invader Tenn. Those masses of useless energy would soon bow to her Tallest and then she would be the second successful Invader in Operation Impending Doom 2! There was just one little problem...
Well, more like five big problems. A week back, the Tallest had sent her 10 malfunctioning SIR units after she had asked for the Megadoomer. She didn't expect what had happened after she received the package.
Some rebel alien had swapped her Megadoomer with the SIRs meant for Zim. ZIM! He wasn't even an Invader, let alone a true Irken. That Defective had received the Megadoomer while she got the loud, obnoxious SIRs. No wonder the Tallest wanted him to get them! After all, he already had ONE malfunctioning minion, so why not 10 more?
But no, she had the SIRs and SHE had her cover blown. Tenn had managed to shut down about half of the robots, but five more remained. Unfortunately, they were the ones who loved to make explosions and flares. It was a miracle the Meekrob hadn't found her yet. Then again, it had only been a week.
Something in the horizon caught her keen eye. At first, it was only a flash of light. Shrugging it off, Tenn returned to the task at hand, attempting to shut down the SIRs. But a few seconds later, a stronger light appeared creeping closer and closer to the occupied Invader. Turning around just in time, Tenn let out a small shriek that was promptly muffled by a gray hand from behind her. Two others bound her arms, legs, and PAK so they were all rendered useless. A gag was quickly wrapped around her mouth. Tenn was dropped to the ground where she glared into the eyes of her captors. Around her floated ten or so Meekrobs, a Vortian, and a number of other aliens that she didn't feel like listing off the top of her head.
"Well, looks like we caught an Invader. An Irken Invader." the Vortian sneered in an accent. Tenn rolled her eyes and gave him an expression that read "That wasn't obvious enough?"
"Now we can bargain with the Irken Armada! Their top Invader, or the enslaved planets gained from this and previous operations!" the Vortian shrieked as the others cheered around him. Tenn looked at them all and, once again, rolled her eyes. The Vortian addresses her again.
"Invader Tenn, sent to prepare the planet Meekrob for the invasion. So you are their prized Invader?" Tenn nodded. "Fools! You are nothing more than the scum of the universe! You Irkens think you're better than the rest of us! Well guess what? The Armada has a resistance coming their way! We are: The Resisty!" The Vortian paused and stared at the defenseless Invader. Instead of striking fear into her, she was...laughing. Tears from her laughter began to form in her eyes and she gave the Vortian a look he had received one too many times.
"Yes, yes I know it's a stupid name!" he shouted, but the outburst made Tenn laugh even harder. Sighing, Lard Nar finally grabbed Tenn by the collar of her uniform and motioned for the other to follow him back to the ship. As the Resisty and the Meekrob followed him, he couldn't help but overhear a Meekrob.
"Well, it is a rather stupid name." it remarked. Lard Nar clenched his teeth and grumbled unhappily to himself. This was going to be a long day. Unbeknownst to them, Tenn's PAK emitted a spark, a signal to the Massive.
Leaving the rocky surface of Meekrob, the camera turns its back to the planet and begins its journey through the stars. The Irken Armada soon comes into view as the camera continues its journey. Zooming in through the main window, the Tallest appear to be eating donuts and laughing hysterically.
"And-and did you see when-when Zim had that-oh man that was great!" Red shouted to Purple.
"And then there was-was the time with-with the bear suit!" Purple giggled back.
"This last one was great. I guess that human with the big head poured a bucket of water on him, a whole bucket!"
"I'm kind of starting to like that kid."
"Why?"
"He tortures Zim for us!"
"Yeah, but it's more fun when we do it."
"Hmm...good point."
"As always."
"Hey!" Their conversation was immediately brought to a screeching halt when the Irken military logo flashed on the transmission screen. The whole bridge fell silent as the red symbol blinked on and off the screen, alarms reaching everyone's antennae.
"Hey," Purple started, "What does a red symbol mean?"
"One of the Invaders is in a critical situation." Red answered.
"Hey, maybe it's Zim!" Purple cheered happily. Red slapped him on the back of his head.
"It's not Zim you idiot! Don't you remember that we've been lying to him this whole time? We wouldn't even know if he ever did get captured in the first place! He's still encoded as a Food Service Drone."
"Way to get my hopes up you stupid alarm!"
"My Tallests." one of the crew members said.
"What is it?" Red asked.
"We have traced the signal back to Invader Tenn's PAK." Red's eyes widened.
"Impossible. No one dare to capture her, the top Invader. Why, once we find out who's behind this, they will rue the day they ever crossed paths with the Irken Empire!"
"Incoming transmission!" another crew member announced. Soon, a Vortian filled the screen of the Massive as well as Tenn, bound and gagged by her captors.
"You!" Red shouted, pointing a claw at the Vortian.
"Yes, it is I, Lard Nar! I have a deal to make with you."
"Oh really? What kind of deal?" Purple asked, scratching his chin and raising an eye.
"In exchange for your top Invader, Invader Tenn, I want you to release my home planet Vort." Lard Nar replied, looking smug. Tenn rolled her eyes again. The Tallest would never give up Vort for her, especially since they always had the back-up plan. Plus, since she was the top Invader, there was no doubt that it would be put into action.
"Um…how about no." Red said smoothly.
"Alright then, we will have the trade at-wait, what?"
"No deal, Lard Nar." Purple said, crossing his arms and closing his eyes. Red smirked at the shocked expression the Vortian wore.
"I-but you-and her-ah, FINE! But I warn you now, the Resisty cannot be stopped! We are…um…unstoppable! And we will take back all of our planets and-"
"Cut the transmission." Red ordered. Soon, the enraged Vortian fizzled off of the screen, allowing the Tallests to view the stars once more. "Well, now that that's over, contact every listed Invader in the computer mainframe. We're going to activate the back-up plan. And when I say every listed Invader, I mean all of them."
"Now if you excuse us, DONUT TIME!" Purple shouted.
"WOOHOO!" they shouted simultaneously as they left for their snacks.
Meanwhile, the crew members drew up their list and sent the message. Of course, they failed to notice the last name on the list. But it wasn't Invader Skoodge that they should have been worried about. His location was highly inconvenient, for not only was he living on Earth, he was living with Zim. Within a few nanoseconds, the messages were sent.
The camera zooms out from the Massive and does a 360-shot of the Armada. It quickly heads off in one direction, flying through the galaxy at break-neck speeds.
(all in Zim font as the camera goes past certain locations)
Nickelodeon presents
An Invader Zim movie
Invader Zim Dib floats in mid-air in front of the camera, electricity crackling between the "I" and the "d".
Created by: Jhonen Vasquez
The camera works its way around Meekrob once again.
Producer: Steve Ressel
Head Writer: Jhonen Vasquez
It moves in another direction and stops at a light blue planet, Planet Vort.
Color Director: Jean-Paul Bondy
Music by: Kevin Manthei
Main Title Theme by: Mark Tortorici
It continues and soon stops at the purple convention hall planet, Conventia.
With the Voice Talents of:
Richard Horvitz
Rosarik Rikki Simons
Andy Berman
Melissa Fahn
The camera moves away from Conventia and stops at the last planet, Irk.
Lucille Bliss
Olivia D'Abo
Rodger Bumpass
Mo Collins
Mr. Scolex
Eric Trueheart
Ted Raimi
Paul Greenberg
Kevin Hamilton McDonald
Fred Tatasciore
Wally Wingert
The camera zooms through an asteroid field where planet Dirt and its moon are visible to the side of the screen.
Special Thanks to: All the fans who wanted to revive the show. Your petitions, angry mobs, operations, firepower, screaming, violence, persuasion, and nuclear bombs brought us back. Now save me from this piggy. It is smelly!
The camera zooms through the Milkway Galaxy, past Pluto, Neptune, Uranus, Saturn, Jupiter, the asteroid belt, Earth, Venus, Mercury, and does a 360-shot around the sun.
Fanfiction Written By: Sorida, MaSa Co.
The camera rounds the sun and Earth comes into view, the classic zoom in is used. A strange green house with a purple roof comes into view. The roof has a very large pink satellite dish coming out of the side.
Inside the house, Skoodge paced back and forth in the underground laboratory. His SIR unit sat in a corner trying to keep away from the malfunctioning robot eating tacos. The SIR seemed to be talking to some sort of floating little moose. Soon, a voice interrupted the little Irken's thoughts.
"Incoming transmission from the Massive for Invader Skoodge." The Computer said.
Standing up straight and brushing some non-existent dirt off of his uniform, Skoodge replied, "Retrieve information."
"Would it kill any of you to say please?" the Computer said with a sigh. Skoodge shrugged it off and turned his attention to the monitor. After the static cleared, the Irken military symbol flashed on the screen and was quickly replaced with three Irken symbols. Skoodge read the message, his eye widened.
"It's an R.C.I." Skoodge said with a small gasp. This caught the malfunctioning robot's attention.
"Oooooooooohhhhh…what is it?" the android asked, leaping next to the Invader.
"It stands for-"
"What is it?"
"Honestly GIR, will you just let me explain-"
"WHAT IS IT?"
"IT STANDS FOR RESCUE CAPTURED INVADER! Geez, how does Zim live with you?"
"Ummmmmm…I don't know…maybe it was the chicken!" Skoodge rolled his eyes at GIR's remark and looked at the screen again. This time, the symbols had been replaced with a name. His jaw dropped to the floor.
"Invader Tenn? TENN?" he shouted. Recomposing himself, Skoodge said, "Computer! Ready my Cruiser for a return trip to Conventia."
"Wait, what about my Master?" it asked back.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, we all know Zim isn't really an Invader and this message was restricted to Invaders only…so…"
"Oh, right. Just keep it from him as long as possible and try to keep him here. Sure, he was semi-nice about letting me stay here, but I'd be going against the Tallests' commands by letting him see it."
"You know he'll find it eventually."
"Just try to prolong the inevitable."
"Once he has his mind set on things, you can't really talk him out of it."
"At least he doesn't know that the message is here."
"Um…about that…"
"That message-to-PAK connection was never severed, was it?"
"No. I don't think so." Skoodge slapped his forehead.
"I guess I'll start the return trip to Conventia. Computer, just try to keep Zim here as long as possible, ok?"
"Ahem."
"Please?" Skoodge grumbled.
"I'll do my best. Get a head start before Skool is over."
"I'll probably be back on Conventia before he gets here. Remember the hyper-boost?"
"Right. Well, go already!"
With that, Skoodge, followed by his SIR, entered the elevator. A few seconds later, they arrived at the roof level where two Cruisers were stored. Skoodge marched over to his and entered Conventia's coordinates. The roof opened, allowing the Voot Cruiser to fly off into the sky leaving Earth behind. The roof closed just as quickly and the small cul-de-sac was "normal" once more. That is, if you didn't count the man walking around in a poorly made bear-suit sucking on a baguette.
Meanwhile, in the local Skool, a boy and an Irken sat in the most boring class ever. Dib glared at Zim, where it was returned readily by the Irken. They both ignored whatever the heck Ms. Bitters was going on about, until she caught them again.
"Dib, Zim! Pay attention or I will send you to the underground classrooms!" Ms. Bitters shouted. Both boys mumbled some sort of "apology" and stared at the teacher.
"Now, as I was saying, Rasputin was a "magical healer" for the old Czars of Russia. However, he was not to be trusted. Two men tried to kill him with poison, but HE WOULDN'T DIE! So they tried stabbing him, BUT HE WOULDN'T DIE! So they tried shooting him point-blank in the head. Well guess what? HE STILL WOULDN'T DIE! He finally met his doom in the cold, icy hands of a winter river, but apparently he clawed at the surface of the ice in a pitiful attempt at survival. But with that aside, the Czars met their DOOM!"
"Uh, Ms. Bitters," Dib started, raising his hand.
"What do you want now Dib?" she hissed.
"Um, we're not supposed to learn about Rasputin, the Czars, or World War I in general until High Skool."
"I am aware of that. I thought I might tell you the doom-filled story of the REAL Rasputin, not the video game rip-off."
"Wait a second, Raz was named after Rasputin?" Brian asked.
"Yes, miserable student."
"Oh, that explains why he always drowns."
"Whatever." Ms. Bitters replied as the bell rang. "Now GO! I don't want to see any of you for the next 48 hours. I want this week-end to be kid-free."
Kids excitedly jumped out the windows and ran out the door to get home. Zim quickly left with the crowd before Dib could start chasing him. Something wasn't right. He had received a message from the Computer at lunch telling him about an Invader's-eye-only transmission. Zim needed to get back to the base FAST.
Dib was the last one to leave the room. As he walked down the hall to the exit, a hand stopped him in his tracks. Looking up, he discovered it belonged to Ms. Bitters.
"Um," Dib said unsurely, eyes darting around the hall, "did you need me?"
"Just remember what war does to people human, and keep an eye on Zim. I don't trust him." She replied quickly.
"Wait, what do you mean?" Dib asked. But just as quickly as the teacher appeared, she disappeared from sight with no trace. Dib raised an eyebrow. "Ok, maybe I am crazy." With that, he walked away.
A/N: I just want to say now; if I botch this I am very, very, very sorry. I am not the best writer on this website, let alone an amazing one like MissDomaYuset, Sideos, Crazy Monkey Fox (wow, that's an older one!), CrimsonObession, etc. So I apologize ahead of time if this novelization does not live up to your expectations. I will finish it and then move on with no questions asked. However, I will stop mid-production if you so wish it. I want to LISTEN to my viewers *glares at TV* oh yeah, you all know who I'm talking about…
Ok, I just decided on a small idea. Whoever is the first reviewer/author to tell me who voices what character, I will use your OC Invader in later chapters. There are only about five other canon Invaders I can think of (Larb, Stink, Spleen, Skoodge, and Tenn) and I'm going to need a lot of them in this story. I will not accept the following answers:
Richard Horvitz: Zim
Rosarik Rikki Simons: GIR
Andy Berman: Dib
Melissa Fahn: Gaz
