Ok, This is my first fanction. So bear with me. I don't own Invader Zim. That honor belongs to Jhonen Vasquez. I don't own Zim, Red, Purple, Spork or Myuki. So here I go.
My name? Radon, Ray for short. Who am I? I'm afraid I can't tell you that yet. But I can telll you this, I am being hunted. By who? All of Irk. Why? Well...let's say I'm different. I'm not the only one. This is my journal. This is only a, I guess you can call it a authors note. If you find this, read. But hide it well and don't tell any one about this. Got it? Ok, I need to tell you some things before I beguin.
1: I am a Irken and have always lived on irk...until now.
2: I am 16 and live in Tallest Tower with my brothers Red and Purple as possible Tallest.
3: I am a defective.
But that's not why I am a defective. No, it's just they're excuse. A 'cover up'. Confused? Good. Then you'll keep reading. I am writing this in another language I found in a book. So no other Irkens can read this, unless they know this language. I need to start from the beguining. The first few entries are from a older journal of mine. Ok, here is my story.
Part 1 Day 1
I still can't believe this! Me and my brothers were invited to ;ive in Tallest Tower! Myuki has 'apparently' noticed our hieghth. Her seconded, Spork, was told to contact us. It was only three days ago when we recieved the message. We had just gotteen here this morning. We live in the lower levals for now, since we're not yet certified 'possible Tallest' yet. Even though I'm a year younger than Red and Purple, I'm 5'4, FOUR inches taller than them! I was looking around earlier, exploring the halls since this place was my new home.
Several drones and slaves ran around me, trying to do their jobs. I didn't care though. They were below me, at least that's what I had always been told. Sometimes I doubt that though. Durring Smeet Training the shorter ones did just as well as I did. But I didn't question it this morning. I was to excited. Then I saw Spork. At first I was excited. He was talking to someone, I couldn't see who though. I knew it wasn't any of my buisness, but I wanted to hear what they were saying. This is what they said.
Spork: Did you finish the background checks yet?
Stranger: Yes my Second, but...
Spork: But what? Spit it out!
Stranger: The tallest one, he's different.
Spork: Different how?
Stranger: It's...hard to explain sir. I'll send you his files.
Spork: Good, but keep an eye on him. Just in case...
I ran away to my room. They were talking about me. I knew they were. I tried to calm down. They could of been talking about one of the new groups of slaves or drones. But some how that didn't feel right. I'll need to be careful. Maybe I should tell Purple? He's paranoid, but a lot more sensitive than Red. I need to clear my head...
How was that? Who was the stranger? And were they talking about Radon? Read my next post/entry to find out! Comment please. :)