Part One: The Alliance
It's been about six or seven years since January came to town. And it's been seven or eight years since Zim landed onto Earth. It hadn't taken January very long to figure out that Zim wasn't exactly from here. It never had really crossed her mind to actually interact with the Alien; Dib interacted with him enough as it was. But it wasn't until today that she "communicated" with Zim.
"You will be in Zim's 'study group', huuman," he said thrusting a gloved finger in front of the girl's face. January went cross-eyed to look at the digit.
"M'kay, it doesn't seem as though I have a choice in the matter," she said taking the appendage along with the hand and moving it away from her face.
"YES! You have no choice, little… huuman… THING!" Zim shouted before laughing evilly.
"Yes, yes. I am inferior to you and your mighty Irken race, Oh Great and Powerful Invader Zim," January said waving her hand dismissively as she got back to her reading. "And don't yell, we are in a library." The Irken looked perplexed as he watched the huuman girl read.
"HOW DO YOU-"
"Quiet please" the girl interrupted as she turned the page.
"How do you know about Zim?" he asked sitting in front of the girl.
"After you shouted about how you were part of the Irken armada, I decided to do some research. I found out everything I could about the Irken race; I even learned how to read and write in Irken. I have no plans on exposing you, nor do I have any plans on interfering with your mission to destroy the Earth. The people on this planet are arrogant and blissfully ignorant of how they themselves are helping to destroy this planet. You may not even need to do anything Zim," she said without looking up from her book.
"Whose side are you on?" Zim asked.
"The highest bidder. Who ever offers me more happiness and respect gets to have me," she said before bookmarking her place in the book and then closing it.
"How would you like to join me in my mission to destroy this planet? You could be my 'right hand man', as it were," he said leaning closer to the girl.
"Irkens have a tendency to use people and things to get what they want. How do I know you're not going to throw me away once you get what you want?" January said looking up at Zim, making eye contact.
"You don't, you just need to trust me. So long as you show me loyalty and follow my every command, I have no reason to throw you away," he said making sure not to look away from the intense stare.
"What do I get out of this partner ship?" she asked tapping her finger-tips together.
"Anything you want; riches, power, control, you name it, you probably can get it," Zim said with a smirk.
"How do I know you're not lying?"
"You don't, you just need to trust me." January thought for a moment before leaning back. Zim then held out her hand.
"I know this is an international sign of agreement. Once we shake on it, you will be my… assistant," he said. She looked at the hand, looking to make sure that there are no traps or tricks. But eventually, she took his hand and shook it. "It's a deal."