Ideas for this would not leave me alone, so I have to write this. It's just a prologue, just to see if this will be worth my time. I've read about what the movie may have been like on Wikipedia, and that just seems…amazing. There's no doubt that if "Invader Dib" was made, it would've been incredible. I wish I could've seen it…But writing it might fill the void a little. I've been planning this for a while, so…here goes nothing.

This is for anyone who's been wanting to see the Invader Zim finale, which may or may not have been titled "Invader Dib". But hey, it works. I'm not sure if this has been done or not, but who cares…I fully admit that this is not my own creative idea.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Invader Zim, nor do I own this plot. I've added my own little twists, but credit for this goes to the evil genius that is Jhonen Vasquez and the amazing people who helped him make Invader Zim a reality.

Invader Dib

Prologue

"This isn't good."

Invader Tenn's whispered voice, slightly raspy, showing her exhaustion, was quickly shrouded by the swift moving breeze. Swirls of the gray-pinkish dirt around her picked up, dancing along the ground, some of it collecting on her Invader uniform.

"It was going so well…"

She closed her eyes for a moment, feeling the faded warmth on her face, appreciating it as night was quickly approaching. A sigh escaped her lips as her eyes slowly drifted open, glistening in the vanishing light of the far-off sun in front of her. She sat up, leaning more heavily on the tall, partly flat boulder she sat against.

Hid behind was a better term.

Sparks flickered across her face, lighting up her ruby-colored eyes, before falling and jumping across the cold ground. The crunch of metal filled her antennae, forcing them to flatten against the top of her head. Her claw-like fingers screeched across the robotic arm in her lap, folding it and crushing it in half, making sure it was dead even though she was sure that it was. Part of the torso clung to it, refusing to detach, hanging uselessly.

"These stupid SIR Units ruined everything."

There was a jagged edge to her voice, just barely hiding her true anger as she flung the remains of the SIR Unit away from her. Landing with a thud a few feet away in front of her, picking up a cloud of dust, it seemed to twitch one last time, the wires in it settling. A robotic shriek-like sound emitted from it before it fell back into silence. The rest of it, including the head, lay to her left at quite a distance. The arm had been torn away in an obvious struggle.

"I was so damn close!"

Tenn's yell echoed off the surrounding rocks, coming back to her in a mocking tone. With a harsh sigh, she brought her legs up to her chest, brushing the dirt off her pink pants, and folded her arms tightly around them. Her claws clutched the fabric of her shirt, her head resting on her arms as her eyes looked to the world before her. She had been close. So…close…To the point that she had the Meekrob in her grasp. Everything was going perfectly fine until those stupid SIR Units landed on the planet.

That had been the final SIR Unit. The others slaughtered by the Meekrob themselves, or by Tenn. Unfortunately, it had taken the rest of her PAK laser's energy to kill the few that were still remaining. How lovely.

The mission had been completely shattered. Her cover was blown, her base torn apart, and her ship utterly destroyed. She had no way to get home. Her final hope was that the Tallests had gotten her last report, when the SIRs had just begun to cause chaos, and would soon realize she needed immediate help. However, her Invader instincts told her that that didn't seem likely.

Now she was reduced to hiding in the cold, without her own SIR Unit, who had been captured and dismantled in her escape to get away from the small group of Meekrob who had been the first to realize who and what she was. Tenn was sure the whole planet knew by now, and search parties were after her. The energy beings were perfectly capable at hunting in the dark, no matter how cold it was getting.

Tenn knew this planet well. The dangers, the people, and the environment. But the Meekrob knew it better. Far better.

She didn't have much time.

Taking a deep breath, she pulled her arms away, straightening out her legs. The sun had disappeared quite a while ago, replaced by the three moons Meekrob had and the strange star patterns scattered along the planet's view of space. On most planets, the night was full of many exotic sounds. Though, on Meekrob, the night was completely silent, void of any calls belonging to any insect or animal species. Wind was a rare occurrence, even the slight breeze. So even the swaying of the trees, which were hard to come by, was nearly non-existent. The movement of rocks being pulled to the ground from the tall cliffs by the somewhat weak gravity the planet had was the only sound that was a given.

Kicking a small rock away from her, Tenn sat up in a kneeling position, looking around. Her antennae focused on any footsteps, any sign that her simple hiding place had been breached. A beeping sound make her jump, forcing her to back up against the boulder, pinning herself. A small observation of the ground made her relax, stepping closer to the sound. A square-shaped, small blue light stood out among the dark, the brightness of it making Tenn blink.

The rock she had kicked must have collided with the SIR Unit's arm she had crushed, causing its recording device that was built into its wrist to flicker on. The blue screen being projected up a few inches from the arm. Tenn stared at it, amazed. Maybe it was a good thing those things were built so strongly. However, she had no time to question it.

Diving for it, gently picking it up, Tenn studied the blue screen. A small red light flashed in the corner, possibly signaling that it was already recording. She opened her mouth to speak, though found that no words would come.

'Come on…Say something!' her mind screamed at her, her eyes looking to the ground.

The sound of rocks and pebbles being kicked made her jump, not able to look back as she was grabbed from behind. The arm fell to the ground, the blue light flickering, the red light still flashing. Tenn looked down at it, unable to see her attackers in the dark, though she knew who they clearly were. Her feet dragged along the ground as she struggled, kicking and resisting as well as she could. Her eyes found the screen again, forcing herself to lean closer to it.

"Send help!" she called out, finally finding her voice. Her arms were pulled behind her back even tighter as she was torn away from view of the screen. In a final effort, she kicked the robotic arm, the blue screen disappearing. The message had been sent.

She could only hope that the Tallests would receive it.

Kind of short...But it's just the prologue. I tried putting as much detail as I could. But I can only put so much without ruining the story. Next chapter will possibly be longer.

The ending was a bit rushed...Sorry. But I actually liked how I wrote this...Which is rare for me. Hopefully I can continue this and get some good reviews.

Let's see if I can get this fanfic over one hundred reviews. I have a feeling it's going to be my best, seeing that there won't be any OC's. They get annoying for me to write after a while.

Next chapter may be up soon :) Reviews may make it come faster.