Author's Note. Ok folks. This is my very first post as a new member to this site and since I love Invader Zim so much I have deemed this area of to be a good breeding ground for … stuff. Stuff, stuff, stuffety, stuff, stuff. I always felt sorry for Dib that nobody listens to him ya know? I'm gonna give him a friend. One who wants Zim gone as much as Dib, along with the entire Irken race. Don't get me wrong though, I love Zim. LOVE HIM. I wont kill him off. Or will I? I dunno. Enjoy. :D

Edit: Hey folks. I was kicked off my old account recently so I moved. I am reposting my Zim fic and I hope everyone finds it ok. I may rewrite a few chapters to fit the characters a bit better but other than that it's mostly the same and I will try to get new chapters up by next week.

Disclaimer: Even though it breaks my heart, I will have to say that NO, I do not own Invader Zim. I am borrowing him for entertainment purposes only… 'evil laughter'

Dib hated school. Hated it with a passion. Burning hatred. Utter loathing. School was doom. DOOOOOM. Nobody there listened to him. He was nonexistent. His warnings weren't heard at all. Invisibility seemed to be his lot in life. Even when Bigfoot had stood in his garage borrowing the belt sander to scrape the corns off of his feet, he had given Dib little if any acknowledgement. When Zim entered the picture Dib finally had something to keep himself occupied. The little green alien that was bent on the destruction of the planet and the human race had become his mortal enemy.

Dib tried to warn everyone around himself of the danger that they all faced form the alien threat but nobody listened to him. It was to be expected. Nobody ever listened. Still he tried. Common sense was foreign to them and it was infuriating trying to communicate. Obvious things like the color of Zim's skin and lack of ears should have been a dead giveaway, but people were stupid like that. All people seemed to be stupid these days.

Therefore, to counter the stupidity he needed proof of Zim's alien origin. Since the very first day of school that year when Zim had first entered the classroom, Dib's life had revolved around getting that proof. Now the summer had come and gone; most of Dib's time had been spent thwarting Zim of his plans to conquer the human race. Now a new school year was approaching. Zim was still at large, and Dib was still unnoticed. This year, Dib swore to himself. This year I am going to show them. I will defeat Zim if it takes everything I have! Including my entire collection of… stuff.

There was the usual dullness. The usual classroom still stood where it was, the usual windows still spotted and dirty, the usual floor with the occasional cockroach, and Bitters ,the teacher who had, by some random force beyond anyone's control, been promoted a grade up to torture her students from last year all over again. Promoted? That is probably the wrong word. Ah well. The children filed into the room, each vying for the best seats and squabbling over various things including drinking fountain rights and rubber cement.

Dib entered the room armed with a new foray of alien hunting devices and school necessities. His eyes scanned the room to find Zim already seated in his usual front corner desk. Their eyes met and they did the deadly-stare-dance-of -DOOM. The sparks between them could have lit something on fire, but unfortunately failed to. Dib walked over to the other side of the room and took his usual seat as well. It served its purpose and gave a small feeling of normality to the place. Very small. Dib busied himself checking his supplies for the imminent battle he knew would take place right after school was over. Zim was going down. Or so Dib furtively hoped.

Bitters came into the room and screeched for silence as soon as the bell rang.

"Listen up you insignificants! We have a new affliction added to our student body and this pathetically DOOMED class has been saddled with her. Her name is Kin and you will all be required to tolerate her." With that Bitters turned to the new student and hissed. "You may have one sentence. After that you will be quiet for the remainder of the year."

Dib looked at the girl half expecting another Zim, but found his assumption to be inaccurate. She appeared to be human at least, her hair was short, black, and spiky with a lock of blonde in the front. Her eyes narrowed into a perpetual frown as Bitters slithered away hissing.

" I am not here for chit chat. Nor will I remain in this district for a large amount of time." She cast a sideways glare at Zim who glared right back while gripping the sides of his desk. " You might say I am here on business, so don't get attached."

"That was three sentences," shouted Bitters. "Get in your seat before I give you detention!"

Kin glared at Bitters and stalked slowly across the room taking the desk right behind Dib. The hair on Dib's neck stood on end as she walked by. It seemed more from static electricity than anything else but one could never be sure.

By now Dib had gotten fairly adept at recognizing things out of the ordinary and first off, what kind of a screwed up welcome speech was that? The new girl's personality seemed harsh. Second of all…er. Well, he would make a list later. Right now he had Zim to worry about. Zim twisted one of his No.2 pencils between his claws and growled in Dib's general direction.

"Grrr…. I grrr at you Dib creature. I send loathing at you."

"Oh shut up Zim."

Time stood still. It was eons before the bell rang and released its prisoners from the confines of the educational facility called Skool. The children, eager as they were to leave, climbed out of the windows trying to avoid the crush in the hallways; some even on the second floor falling to certain injury below. Dib beat Zim outside and stood in the main entrance of the school waiting for him to exit. He had already pulled out today's weapon, a customized pump action water gun filled with the highest quality of distilled drinking water a school kid could come by. He had a few other things stashed away as well.

Dib lifted the gun to aim at the entrance and stood there waiting for his adversary. As the door swung open and closed with the onslaught of school children he could see Zim standing far back in the hallway regarding him with angry hatred. Dib knew that Zim probably had something up his sleeve as well, but that was always a mitigating factor.

"Here Zimmy, Zimmy, Zimmy. Come out to play."

Author's Note: Okey Dokey. This is the end of the first chapter. I shall post more soon after finals are over. It gets better I promise. I know that some people aren't fans of original characters and neither am I for the most part, but I admit to falling prone to it now and then. I promise not to make it a habit. So for now I bid thee farewell with pineapples to light your way in the labyrinth of Mongoose town. laughs wildly and runs away