The Diary of a Mad Invader.

Foreword:

I'm writing a story that, hopefully, people will love. It doesn't have much to do with Invader Zim! In fact... well, you'll see.


Chapter one: The Plan

Journal log 22:1532

I have conquered another planet. These feeble things aren't amusing to rule anymore. I plan to conquer the Irken Armada. It has to be better than destroying the home of the morbidly obese babies. Those babies... Anyway, my plan is to kidnap the Tallest and hold them as hostage. That way, I can rule the Massive and the Armada with great ease. I will rule with an iron fist. I shall show these Irkens how to conquer planets. We Irkens shall be feared everywhere. I shall do this after the assigning of operation Impending Doom II. Then, only then, will the Tallest be at some weakness. The assigning will happen soon. I must be going.

End Journal log 22:1532

All the Irkens were at Conventia. They were looking forward to seeing who would conquer what planet. They also hoped it didn't get ruined like last time. Fortunately, Zim was banished to Foodcourtia and unable to be there to screw everything up. The Irkens were blissfully unaware to the danger that they were in. Our saboteur was hiding behind the sign thing that says "Galactic conquest is near!" over and over again. He cut a hole in the ceiling to see what was going on.

(A/N: If you didn't see The Nightmare Begins episode, then go buy the first DVD and watch it. I feel sick and not type feeling.)

After the Invaders got assigned to the planets, our favorite little Irken came and was assigned to a "mystery planet". Then, the Invaders got their SIR'S. The Tallest were finally alone, if only for a second. Our Irken dude jumped from the ceiling and put the Tallest in a choke hold! Unfortunately...

"Now, I will conquer the Armada with an iron fist! Bow down before my fist!"

"Seize him!" Tallest Purple yelled.

Our little friend didn't see the two guards standing near the door. They zapped him with cool tazer-spears. They zapped him twice more for good measure. That has to sting and hurt real bad.

"You...you could capture...? A pat...tic Irken thing... you can't...!" Our little guy couldn't hear the Tallest talk to him clearly.

"We can't ... Too strong... jail. Let's send... to ... Zim's planet..."

After this, Our saboteur passed out.

When he woke up, he was on a ship with the controls locked. He was following another ship's exact moves.

Journal log 22:1533

I was THIS close to conquering the Armada. My plan was flawed. I will reflect on this flaw and plot the next attempt at capturing the Tallest. As for now, I will just follow this ship to its destination and conquer that planet. I only hope that this planet is worth the wait.

End log

6 MONTHS LATER...

Journal log 22:1534

I can finally see the planet I was sent to. It is a rather large planet, and abundant with diverse life. I shall try to land in a different spot the other ship, only to not compromise the mission. I only hope that I can bypass the lock on the ship's controls soon.

End log.

The two ships were close to each other, the second one still following the first's moves. Fortunately, a meteorite crashed into the second ship and flew it far from Zim's landing spot.

Milford, Connecticut, United States.

(A/N: It's the only place I know completely by heart)

Our Invader crashed into the woods near a Skool. He set up his base there, because the ship was busted and he had nowhere else to go.


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