Not so Harmless
An Invader Zim Fanfiction by Sara T. Fontanini
Chapter 1: The End
Zim stood, waiting. He gazed up at the sun, frowning boredly. No, not boredom. Determination. No matter what, today is the day he would finish things.
He will conquer this world, and return home victorious. But first, there is one last thing he must do before he could begin his campaign of conquest.
"ZIM!"
The invader looked towards hr speaker. He glared contemptuously.
"Dib." The Irken spat.
"I got you message." Dib replied, holding up a pink note. "Seriously, what the hell? Pink? I never think you'd sink so low."
"SILENCE, EARTH MONKEY! I, ZIM, DO NOT NEED TO WASTE ALL MY RESOURCES IN DEALING WITH YOU! Besides, that colour is a declaration of war!"
"But...we've kinda been at war with each other for a while..." The human boy pointed out.
"FOOL! I didn't expect you to understand my superior, Irken logic! That document is the document of your doom! The colour it is in is the colour of your doom! And that colour is...PINK!"
"Zim...you're making less sense than usual."
"THIS IS WHERE IT WILL END! TODAY IS THE DAY I FINISH YOU ONCE AND FOR ALL! AND ONCE THAT HAPPENS, I, ZIM, SHALL RULE THIS PLANET!"
Dib glared, finally understanding. "Not on my watch you don't."
The young boy charged at the Invader, fists raised. And as he got close, he decked Zim directly to his green face. The Irken was driven back by the force of teh blow and fell to the ground. Zim shakily got up and wiped a small trickle of blood from his mouth. He roared loudly as he leapt at Dib and pushed him to the ground, wailing on the young man's abnormally large head. Shortly, Zim resorted to using his sharp claws to scratch at the human's face.
Dib glared defiantly, and picked up a nearby metal pipe, though why it was there he did not know, or care. Without any hesitation he struck the Irken with the weapon and got up to wail on him as the Irken had before, except with a lead pipe instead of bare fists.
Gir had arrived by that point and picked up his beaten master, whow as bleeding heavily. Dib glared.
"Get out of my sight Zim. This is the last chance I'm giving you: give up now, or I really will end this. And if you force me to act, I won't stop, not until I know you and your invasion is done with."
The boy walked away as Gir carried Zim back to their base, their home.
The resist watched on the large video monitor in their bridge, having received a signal from their mysterious sponsor.
"So, are you sure of the...authentic...ness...of the data you sent?" The resist leader asked, trying to sound dramatic.
The shadowed figure on the other end. Y'know, its kinda annoying to not a persons face, from the other side. "It's legit. And don't worry, I ahve just as much riding on this as you do. I would make no mistakes or take no chances."
"Will you at least let us know your name? I mean, you helped us, hell, even allowed us to form our group, but I think its time you trusted us and told us your name at least."
"I'm afraid not. My identity, including my name, must remain strictly confidential. But I suppose you need to call me something so why not go with...Chessmaster?"
The Resisty nodded in agreement, their leader not once looking away from the monitor. "Very well then, though I don't know what it means."
"Reference to a game played on an inconsequential planetoid you need not be concerned with. All you need to worry about is the data you received, and your role in the plan. I trust you will not fail."
"Of course not."
"Excellent. Then I will see you then."
The transmission cut off. The leader grinned and then he and his band of freedom fighters/insurgents whooped and cheered excitedly.
Soon, they would be to defeat the Irken Armada once and for all! They would be heroes!
Elsewhere, The "Chessmaster" smirked to himself.
It was time to see the game through to its conclusion.
Zim sat in the large complex hidden beneath his house, staring into a computer screen.
Three (Irken) years had passed, and he was no closer to fulfilling his goal. In fact, he had not made any headway towards conquering the planet in the name of the Irken Empire AT ALL. He was starting to doubt he ever would.
And then...there was the message.
It seemed that the Tallests had grown tired of the joke and had finally seen fit to tell him the punchline. All these years, his many efforts to conquer and enslave the planet, to defeat the Dib, to fulfil his duty and honour as a mighty Irken Invader...and it was all a JOKE, a SCAM to get Zim to leave them.
What was the point of it all, if his Tallests didn't care about his mission, worse, about HIM? What reason did he have to continue?
He glared at the video file, on constant loop, reminding him of his FOOLISHNESS, his STOOPIDITY. He was nothing to them, nothing but a joke, a toy, something to played with and laughed at. And for THREE WHOLE YEARS, he ahd been unaware.
Well, no matter. He;d show them, all of them! The Tallests! Dib! The pathetic HOOMANS! That creepy dog thing he would occasionally see! Yes, even that tiny moose! ALL WOULD PAY FOR TEHIR TRANSGRESSIONS AND BOW TO ZIM! EVEN THE ALMIGHTY TALLESTS!
HE NO LONGER CARED! WHY SHOULD HE! THEY NEVER DID! HE WILL CRUSH THEM ALL! FIRST EARTH AND THE HUMANS, AND THEN HE WOULD FLY RIGHT BACK TO IRK, TAKE DOWN THE ENTIRE ARMADA, AND EVEN DESTROY THE NOT-SO-ALMIGHTY TALLESTS! NOTHING COULD STAND UP TO HIM, FOR HE IS ZIM!
He grinned, fired up and raring to go, ready to begin his final mission...but first he would do something about that incessant beeping.
What was causing that anyway? Where was it coming from? It sounded vaguely familiar...
And it was around at that point that the bomb went off and blew up the entire base complex, with him inside, leaving nothing but a huge crater in the ground where his house used to stand.
Tak howled in frustration and anger. She had finally managed to return to Irk and get herself the position of Invader (again...) after her disgrace at the hands of Zim. She was getting ready to go to Earth and begin her new plan for revenge...when...
She couldn't believe it! She was supposed to defeat Zim, to make him pay, to finally get her revenge! But what happened? He got blown up! How the hell did that happen!
She was so pissed. Her revenge would go unfulfilled, and she wouldn't be able to prove herself. And it was all because that IDIOT couldn't keep himself from getting BLOWN UP!
She slammed her head against the nearby wall in rage, and opened her eyes, turning as someone approached, lifting up a small laser pistol to the approacher.
"Hello." Invader Skoodge said cheerfully.
Tak glared at the little, rotund irken. "Skoodge. I have no time to deal with a loser like you, not when I have my own problems to deal with. In fact, I'd rather not deal with you at all, even if I wasn't currently dealing with my own crisis. So, to be frank, CLEAR OFF!" She turned away and began to walk off.
Skoodge tutted, shaking his head. "Oh no, Tak, I afraid I can't let you go. After all, I have a...pressing need for your...assistance. A very pressing need indeed."
"You're talking very unusual." Tak noted, looking over and mentally noted Skoodge's change of...stature, would be the close enough term. "I don't have time to deal with a sub-par invader such as yourself." She turned away huffily.
Skoodge frowned, glaring icily. "Sub-par? You forget who you are addressing, young Invader. I single-handedly conquered the home palnet of the Ravenous Rat People. I was the first Irken to conquer a planet during operation Impeding Doom II and I was a hero...until the TALLESTS decided it would eb best to retract my success and LAUNCH ME INTO THE PLANET LIKE A MISSILE! AND I WILL NOT HAVE YOU DISMISS ME! NOT A MERE PAWN LIKE YOU!"
He charged at ehr and stung a small device into her neck. Tak looked back in confusion as she feel to ground, unconscious. Skoodge smirked to himself.
"Excellent. Everything is proceeding as scheduled. It may take some convincing, but it won't be too difficult. Yes, Tak will make an excellent partner. Soon, the game shall be mine."
He grinned, absently spinning a small game piece in his gloved talons.
Upon closer inspection, it looked to be...a chess piece. The queen, to be exact.
To be Continued
Hey hey howdy! Yes, I have started yet another new fic, though hopefully my updates won't be as...intermittent as some of my...other works...
Really, this is my attempt at creating a satisfying, definitive conclusion to Invader Zim. Y'know, what with the rather sudden cancellation and all, and the likelihood of it being renewed...increasingly unlikely, at the very least.
Also, I wanted to created something epic and serious within the Zim chronology, but still make it seem at least possible that it COULD, perhaps, take place in-canon.
I apologise for the shortness of this chapter, butits more to set up what will happen than anything else. Also, I apologise if I got any information regarding the characters wrong, especially their characterisations and their names.
I also don't know the names of the resist members, hence why referred to one of them only as the leader, so if anyone could share that information with me, that would be appreciated.
I had intended to make the fight between Zim and Dib longer and more epic, considering its supposed to be their last fight and everything, but what more can ya do with it to be honest?
You are probably wondering two things: is Zim dead, and what is up with Skoodge? Well, those questions shall be answered in the fic, but do please do some Wild Mass Guessing in anticipation.
Also, I would like someone to make some nice covers for each chapter, to be distributed on deviantART or something. Something dark and...Impressionistic, please. And if someone is willing to make the covers, I want them to feature a major event within the chapter they represent (for example, zim's house exploding for this chapter). Of course, this is just a simple request to make this better, but I would love to see it happen.
Or I could try and do the covers myself...though I am not good at drawing...
Anyway, I apologise for rambling on like that. I hope you enjoyed this little teaser and hope you look forward to more.
And please comment!