A/N ~ So this idea came to me after I drew an Invader Zim picture, to see it (Which I suggest you do to understand the story a bit more) you can go to DeviantArt and look me up, it's the same username. While I'm writing these shorts, if anyone wants to come along and adopt the idea to make it a full on story then let me know and I will gladly allow you too. Sorry for any Errors in it.

Disclaimer~ Invader Zim is not my creation, if it was, I would fear for my life…lol XD

He stood at the edge of the cliff looking down over the disgusting city that belched out smoke and trash. He did not fear being seen without his disguise, he had long ago gotten rid of it. He realized that the humans were blind. They were blind to everything around them, to what they did, and to who they hurt. Zim could walk down into that city right now, and they would probably just think he was a nerd on his way to some convention.

Around the time that he had learned the humans were hopeless, his Tallest had contacted him with the truth, telling him that he was, in fact, banished. Zim had been stunned into a sad silence, he didn't even notice the shocked expression on Purple and Red's faces, Zim must have grown five feet! As distraught alien leaned forward and placed his hands on the control panel in front of him for support the two tallest shared a glance of worry and strangely enough, relief, they might just have unknowingly banished the next Tallest.

Now Zim had given up on his attempts to conquer the Earth, deciding to travel instead. He knew very little about the planet that he now would inhabit for the rest of his life, other than what he had learned in that pitiful excuse of a school. He was shocked when he found that not all of the world was like Dib's home town. Some places were cleaner; others dirtier, some were more Earth friendly, and some even had higher crime rates than others. This was one thing that had Zim curios, why did humans hurt each other? It seemed so pointless, nothing could be gained from it and it did not help their society in the least. Humans were selfish, he later decided, they cared little for others and ignored their planets plea for help. They weren't so different from Irkens after all.

A slight breeze ruffled his uniform, carrying the scent of smog, pollution, and filthy humans. Zim grimaced and glanced up in time to see a splash of color amongst the grey of the city, two butterflies fluttered above him, as if they were encouraging him. He was reminded once again why he had finally begun to like this planet; because even in the darkest of areas there was nature, although he used to find it disgusting. It was like the Earth was rebelling against the abuse.

He raised a hand to his chin in thought. This planet needed work, definitely. The humans needed to have their eyes opened to the world around them and realize what they were doing before they turned out to be like Irk, surviving off of technology and unable to live without it. Suddenly, cold metal PAK on his back sent a shiver up his spine and he frowned in annoyance.

These humans needed a leader, someone to steer them away from this fate, someone who could keep this planet from dying, someone who was far more superior to the filthy pig hu-…..Zim cleared his throat and closed his eyes before he chuckled, so he still thought himself superior, at least he wasn't screaming about it.

"Gir!" He called to his crazy SIR unit.

"Yes?" Gir sat behind him in a puddle of mud, covered in dirt and with a familiar butterfly perched on his head. Zim smiled, this was a new expression for him, and it was kind and filled with emotion.

"We have work to do, these humans are obviously too stupid to survive without us," Zim stated in his usual confident tone before moving away from the cliff edge and walking back into the forest to find the path that led back to the city.

"Okay! Can we get tacos first?" Gir trotted beside him in order to keep up with his master's long legged stride. Zim chuckled at his robots antics.