Act 1:
The Nightmare Begins
The universe is a vast and ancient place. Nebulae make the stars and oftentimes a planet is born. Planets are born, destroyed, and reborn every century. Most are nothing more than barren wastelands or dense gaseous clouds. The rest were able to carry life.
Since the beginning of time, many life bearing planets have been born and have kept an era of peace since. Now, the evil Irken race wants to take complete control over the universe and enslave all of alien-kind. Their leaders, the Almighty Tallest, plan to send invaders out to each planet to take it down from the inside. They call it Operation Impending Doom II.
The Almighty Tallest were now getting ready to assign their invaders to their designated planets. Meeting up at Coventia, the convention hall planet, all of the Irken race was attending. Ships were darting in from every direction to get a parking space. After parking, they would get beamed to the planet's surface via satellite.
As the Irkens made their way to the Great Assigning, there was an announcer on a big screen and many other tiny screens placed throughout and near Conventia repeating the same thing over and over again, "Welcome Irken soldiers to Conventia! Please proceed to the docking ray and take the complementary teleporters to the surface of the planet. Don't forget to visit the gift shop and buy loads of cheap, useless junk! If you're here for the Great Assigning, please proceed to the Main Hall and remember where you parked your ship. Galactic conquest is near! Galactic conquest is near!"
Soon, Irkens were filling the Main Hall. Finally, the announcer's voice echoed through the speakers, "Now, wiggle your antennae in salute for the all knowing, all powerful leaders of Irk... the Almighty Tallest," A dome began to rise into a large gap into the ceiling as the announcer finished.
As all the other Irkens were applauding, there was one Irken that stood out: female, tall and thin, long antennae, maroon eyes and red uniform, and ranked an invader. She thought to herself, "{Oh how doomed we all are... Doomed to perish under our own so called 'greatness'. All my life, I was taught that the strong are only fit for survival and that conquest is the key to it; that unquestionable obedience to your rulers is one's first and only priority. What lies we were told, how used and abused we are to these cruel and mindless rulers of our's. There is no method in this madness... Authority must be obeyed or overthrown, and I choose to overthrow it for the sake of my people. They need to know what really lies in their future. That violence isn't the answer for everything and that with peace, we can accomplish so many greater things. These people need a new era of peace, and I will gladly help them to it.}"
The dome kept rising as two laser light spheres floated out and projected their show. When the dome finally reached its destination, a small platform began to descend with the Almighty Tallest Red and Almighty Tallest Purple. The crowd was cheering and screaming.
The female Irken invader drowned the muffled sound of the crowd to the back of her mind as she scowled at her leaders, "{Pathetic... yet they are gods among their people...}"
The Tallest were waving to everyone.
"Thank you! Thank you," Almighty Tallest Purple said.
"See," Red elbowed Purple, "Told you they love lasers."
"Lasers are everything with you. I'm telling you, smoke machines are what people -AAAAHHHH!," Purple accidentally got shot in the eye by a random laser.
"See," the platform completed its descent and Red began his speech, "Welcome, Irken soldiers. You are the finest our planet has to offer. Good for you. However, behind us are the soldiers we have chosen for roles in the most crucial part of Operation Impending Doom II!"
Behind them, a giant screen turned on and lit up a map of the universe as the audience cheered.
"You in the audience have to watch," Red said mockingly.
"You should have tried harder," Purple scolded.
"These superiors-"
"But not as superior as us."
"Pfft. Duh! These less superior than us, but quite superior soldiers, will be assigned to an enemy planet."
"There, you will blend in with the hideous natives."
"All while gathering crucial information, assessing the planet's weaknesses, making it vulnerable to the Armada."
"Now, let the assigning begin!"
The crowd was quiet, save one enthusiastic "Whoo!"
"But, before we do that," Red continued, "Please address your top three invaders! Come here you three."
A tall, male Irken with purple eyes, the female Irken from earlier, and another female with green eyes and a beauty mark approached the Tallest, their enigmatic faces staring blankly at the crowd.
"Please welcome Invader Dez, Invader Wiki, and Invader Mona," Purple announced, "Is there anything you would like to say before we begin?"
"All I have to say is that it's a supreme honor to stand before you and help bring about a glory like no other for Irk," Dez, the male Irken, said as he bowed respectably.
"Yeah, what he said," Mona added.
"That's great you two," Red said uninterested.
"What about you Invader Wiki," Purple asked, "Would you like to say something?"
Everyone was quiet and all eyes were on the female invader. She may not have had the best skills, but she was the best with words. Finally, she stepped forward and spoke, "Fellow comrades, time brings about many changes. Operation Impending Doom II will no doubt do that. I, along with my fellow invaders, will bring about a great change for all of Irk. The universe will be at our feet not just because of us invaders, but a countless amount of others, including you out there. So let this not be just a tribute to us secondly superior soldiers, but to all who survived and fell in Impending Doom I; for everyone who will participate in Impending Doom II. Let this be for all of Irk, for we shall rise above and against all the odds!"
The crowd roared at Wiki's speech as she returned next to Dez and Mona.
"Nicely done as always," Dez praised as the crowd cheered.
"Yeah, you are pretty awesome at speeches, Wiki," Mona said.
"Thank you, but you guys badgered eloquent words into my head since we were smeets," Wiki smiled at them.
Mona smiled at Wiki's modesty while Dez just stared at her blankly.
"Hey! Get out of the way! Move it! Invader coming through!," shouted a random Irken.
"Let the Assigning begin," Red shouted over the crowd.
"WAIT!"
"That voice!"
"It can't be," Purple exclaimed.
"Hey, isn't that-," Mona began.
"ZIM," Wiki angrily cut her off.
"Something wrong, Wiki," Dez asked.
The Irken climbed onto the stage and bowed, "My apologies my Tallest for being late. I couldn't find my invitation. You're lucky I made it at all."
"You weren't invited, Zim," Red explained, "We banished you to Foodcourtia."
"Yeah. Aren't you supposed to be frying something," Purple asked.
"Oh, I quit when I heard about this," Zim replied.
"You quit your banishment?"
"Yup," Zim looked over to Wiki, Dez, and Mona. He began walking to them, "Hey guys! Isn't it great that we're being assigned planets?"
As he got too close, Wiki pulled out a knife a lifted it to Zim's throat, "If you come any closer, I will personally stage a live execution in front of everyone."
"Wiki don't," Mona pleaded.
"Ooh, please do," Purple asked ecstatically.
"With pleasure," Wiki growled.
"Hold on, Wiki," Dez said, "If you kill Zim, someone will have to clean up his corpse. Who wants to do that?"
No one answered.
"See?"
"Very well then," Wiki replied putting her knife away.
"You're smart to have not killed me, silly female, for the downfall of Impending Doom II would have been on your shoulders," Zim sneered.
Wiki punched Zim in the face.
"Ah! Was that really necessary?"
"Zim," Red said as Zim was staggering to his feet, "As humorous as that was, you're not going to be a part of Impending Doom II."
"But you can't have an invasion without me! I was in Impending Doom I, remember?"
"Yes Zim," Purple replied as he reminisced that fateful day, "we remember."
Sirens were wailing as a giant robot, under Zim's control, was laying waste to planet Irk.
"Sir," a pilot protested, "We're still on our own planet!"
"Silence," Zim yelled, "You shall obey Zim! Now twist those knobs. And you," he pointed to another pilot, "pull some levers!"
All the while, the Tallest, Dez, and fresh recruits, Wiki and Mona were watching the massacre from the Tallests' luxurious apartment.
"I put out the fires," Zim pointed out.
"You made them worse," Red explained.
"...Or better?"
"Ugh...," Purple sighed, "Besides, no invader has ever been... so small, Zim. You're a tiny thing."
"Oh but please! Invader's blood runs through my veins like giant radioactive rubber pants! Do not ignore my veins!"
The tallest looked at each other and back at Zim.
"Okay Zim," Purple said, "We now recognize your deserving skill."
"Because of that," Red added, "we are assigning you to a planet that no one has ever heard of-"
"-And those who have heard of it, dare not speak its name."
"What's it called," Zim asked.
"I dare not speak its name."
"Oh brother," Wiki and Dez rolled their eyes, knowing what the Tallests' idea was going to be.
"Oh wow, Zim," Mona began, "I'm so jealous of you right now!"
Dez and Wiki then quietly explained to Mona what was going on.
"Where is it," Zim asked.
"Um," Red turned around to the map and began looking, "You see, this planet is so secret, it's hard to find sometimes-"
"There it is," Purple interrupted, pointing at a piece of paper taped to the map labeled 'Planet?'
"A secret mission," Zim asked.
"Yes."
Wiki then all of a sudden felt this strong sensation emulating from where Zim was standing. It hit her as if someone landed a direct kick to her face, "{What the-? Zim? Is that you?}, she looked at him for a few moments and realized what that feeling was, "My Tallest, I would like to accompany Zim on this secret mission."
"What," Zim and the Tallest shouted in unison.
"Please allow me."
The Tallest huddled together and murmured to each other, deciding what to do.
"What are you doing," Dez whispered, "You're an invaluable asset to our entire mission; if you go with Zim, you'd be wasting our time."
"We have nothing but time, Dez. The rebellion will still go on. We just need one more valid piece."
The Tallest turned back to Wiki, "How badly do you want this," Red asked.
"Extremely. If this planet is as dangerous as you describe, Zim will need all the help he can get to conquer."
"Then you get to go with Zim," Purple announced.
"What!? NO," Zim pleaded.
"Sorry, Zim," Wiki spat, "It looks like you'll need me for this one."
"Come on Zim," Mona said, "It's not that bad. Once you think about it, you have a mission and a first ever event in Irk's history. What more could you ask for?"
"I guess your right," Zim went to join Wiki, Dez, and Mona, "but if this is what you want, Wiki, I'm in charge."
"I promise not to get in your way of creative and efficient thinking, oh great invader," Wiki replied with a sarcastically annoyed tone, "{As long as I can easily get to you, nothing else matters...}"
With that, the Great Assigning commenced. About fifteen minutes later, everyone was assigned a planet.
"Invaders," Red announced, "Report to the Equipment Hall to receive your supplies. Oh, and remember, lasers!"
"AH," Purple got shot in the eye again by another random laser.
"The universe will be our's for the taking!"
"I'll have them serve me curly fries."
Meanwhile, on a planet in an unknown section of the Irken-known universe, there was a kid, with a giant head, sitting on his house listening to the assigning through a powerful transmitter, "They're coming," he whispered, "Someone has to know," he jumped onto the drainpipe and slid down into the kitchen window.
Meanwhile, the boy's little sister opened the fridge and looked for a soda, "Dib drank the last one. He will pay!"
Dib landed in the water filled sink and quickly surfaced, "They're coming!," he raced over to his father and tugged at the man's sleeve, "Dad! They're coming! I heard them! I actually heard them! I was on the roof when I heard this transmission come in and-"
"Shshshsh, not now, son," Dib's father said, "I'm trying to make-," electricity surged from somewhere, "-TOAST!"
Dib went to his sister, "Gaz! They're coming! They really are!"
"Who's coming, Dib," Gaz asked tired of hearing her brother's paranormal rants.
"I... don't know."