A/N: HI! This is Dervish of Soul Hideaway, and the story you are about to read is MY first attempt at Zim fanfiction. It may not be good, but Andraste thought it was, so here it is. Meh... Don't kill me if it stinks.

Disclaimer: I do not have the honour of owning Zim, Dib, Gaz, GIR, the Tallests, or any other Invader Zim characters. They are the property of the wonderous and shiny Jhonen Vasquez. (P.S. I am aware I spell things like 'honour' wrong!)

Chapter One-The Arrival

It was a cool summer night. Zim paced in his lab, thinking. GIR was running circles behind him, screaming "WHEEEEEEE!!!" "ARRRG! GIR! Be quiet, I need SILENCE to think!" Zim rounded on GIR and glared. "Ok Zim!" He ran off and banged into a wall. He stood up and ran into it again, yelling "YAY! Slamming is FUUUUUN!" Zim clenched his teeth and strode to his computer. He accessed the Irken data files and began a transmission message to Irk. Zim cleared his throat importantly and began his message. "My Almighty Tallest, I, Zim, the Irken Invader-" He was cut off by a loud crash as a pale boy fell out of the elevator. Dib stood, smiling manically as he held up a tape recorder. "AH-HAH! I've got it on tape! A confession of your alien origin!" He waved his arms about triumphantly and scampered towards the closing elevator. "GIR! Stop that human-stinkworm intruder!" Zim yelled. "But master, he looks like a squirrel!" GIR said happily as he slammed himself into the wall again. Dib took this opportunity to dash into the elevator and run from Zim's house. "I've got it! Evidence that will show them all that I was right!" Dib yelled happily as he rushed into his own house. Gaz was on the couch playing her GameSlave2 as usual. She didn't bother to look up as Dib ran in. "Gaz! I have proof! I can PROVE that Zim's an alien!" "Shut up, I'm on the final level. If you make me lose I'll make you wish you were never born." Dib ignored her and ran up to his room, preparing to make copies of the tape.

Zim raged about in his lab, trying to figure out a way to get that tape. "That stupid human scum! I'll be exposed! What can I do?" He stopped suddenly, his eyes lit up. "No one ever believes Dib anyway," he answered himself, "so there's no problems." He nodded, confirming his statement, and strode to his telescope. As Zim gazed into space, he noticed a small light in the sky. He dismissed it without a second glance. "Probably an Irken ship," he thought.

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".reports show a large crater in the area of Sunnside Beach, and eyewitnesses give details of seeing a strange light in the night sky last night. Reporter Ivy is over there to give us live info." Dib groaned and fumbled for the snooze button on his alarm clock. Not finding it, he simply knocked it to the floor. This succeeded in turning the radio off, but not in getting Dib back to sleep. He sighed and sat up, rubbing his eyes. He got out of bed and dressed, then wandered downstairs. Gaz was already at the table, sipping a glass of orange juice. She looked up as Dib walked in. "Morning," he said sleepily. "You're up," Gaz observed. "Yeah." Dib was obviously not in a thinking mood this morning. He looked at his father, Professor Membrane. "Did you hear about that news report thingy? What was that about?" Prof. Membrane was busy making toast, but Gaz surprised him by answering. "Some wackos like you think they saw an alien spaceship crash there," she said, starting to eat a bowl of cereal. "An alien spacecraft?" Dib asked, now fully awake. He dashed off to Zim's house. "Aw man," Gaz complained as she jumped up, abandoning her cereal. She followed Dib to Zim's house, muttering how it was impossible to eat breakfast with paranoid brothers.

Dib carefully slipped past the lawn gnomes and knocked on the door. GIR answered, wearing his dog costume. "Hi-hi!" he said happily. "Um. where's Zim?" Dib asked. "In his lab thingy. But he told me not to let anyone in." "If ya let me in I'll give you a taco." "OOOOOOO TACO!" GIR grabbed Dib and threw him inside, his desire for tacos overriding his instructions. "Taco?" He questioned, holding out his hand. Dib tossed him a taco and jumped into the toilet entrance of Zim's lab. Dib rode the elevator down to Zim's underground complex. As he exited the elevator, he saw Zim kicking at a large door repeatedly, yelling, "Whadaya MEAN I can't open the B.A. door?! What key are you talking about?" He looked up and noticed Dib. "What are you doing here, earth worm-boy?!" Dib smirked at him and answered, "I heard about that little Irken crash at the beach." "What Irken crash?" Zim said angrily. "There aren't any reports on Irk of a crash, and-" Zim's eyes widened as Gaz and GIR stepped out of the elevator. "Gazzy gave me a whole BAG of tacos!" GIR said ecstatically. He bounced around singing "Tacos, tacos, lovely TACOOOOOOOS," while Gaz walked over to Dib. " "TWO scummy earth-monkeys in my base?!" Zim raged. Gaz gave him a glare that clearly said 'shut-up-or-die' and said, "My stupid brother ran off, so I followed him." "TACOOOOOOOS!!!" GIR screamed. "What do you want anyway, Dib?" Zim asked suspiciously, recovering from Gaz's death-look. "I told you, there was an Irken crash at the beach, unless it was another kind of alien!" Dib answered back, glancing at Zim's computer. "Well. there is- WAIT! You slimy earth-scum won't trick me with your mind games! I'll never divulge the secrets of Irk!" Zim cried. "WHEEEEEHOOOOOO TACOOOOS!" GIR yelled. "SHUT UP GIR!" Zim yelled. Suddenly he found himself hanging upside down, held by Gaz. "I have other things to do that listen to you and your stupid robot, so hurry up and tell us about the other alien species before I decide to make your life a living hell," Gaz snarled. Zim gulped nervously and nodded, antennae wiggling. Gaz dropped him on his head and crossed her arms. Zim stood shakily and looked at Dib and Gaz. "The other alien species that crash-landed on Sunnside Beach is an unknown species to Irkens. There are stories of them that state they are like an Irken nightmare, as you humans would say it. Our weaknesses are their strengths, as it is told in Irken history. I do not know what they look like, but I think that's what crashed at your beach. One of their ships. They want something from earth or they wouldn't have bothered on this useless space-rock." Dib looked at his sister, who wore a bored expression. "So what are we gonna do?" Gaz asked. "Save Earth of course!" Dib answered bravely. "YAY EARTH!" Screamed GIR as he ran past. Zim glared at them all. "I won't have slimy earth children in my Voot Cruiser." "It won't be a problem, we're not slimy," Dib retorted as he climbed into the Cruiser, Gaz following. "Hey. how'd it get here?" Zim wondered. "MEEEEEEE!! I brought it! I'm a good boy!" GIR squealed. Zim sighed and stepped into the Cruiser. "DO NOT BOTHER ME! I am charging the Voot Cruiser!" Zim snapped when GIR jumped onto his head. After a short charge-up, the Cruiser got started and began flying.

As they flew through the air (cloaked of course), GIR sang the Doom Song, Dib stared out the window and Gaz tried to block out GIR's annoying singing. Zim piloted expertly, looking for a place where the other alien could be located. "How fast are we going?" asked Dib, still looking out the window. "BE SILENT! The mighty ZIIIIIM is driving!" yelled Zim. Gaz growled angrily and glanced at the controls. "No speedometer Dib." She announced, distracted by GIR's continual singing. "Of course not, we Irkens are FAR SUPERIOR to your puny race and have developed technology far greater than yours!" laughed Zim. "So how fast are we going?" Gaz questioned, an eyebrow raised. "Um... GIR! How fast is the Cruiser going?" "Piggy!" Zim sighed at GIR's usual antics. He glanced at the control panel and his eyes widened as he saw a red light flashing: ERROR. "Error in Stability," droned a mechanized voice. "Locking controls." "What's wrong?" cried Dib frantically. "The Voot's computer is locking the controls in the position they are in to insure safe flight until it can fix the error," Zim snapped back. GIR slammed into Zim at this point, causing Zim to accidentally push the control stick forward. The Voot Cruiser began to nose-dive at the beach below.