Disclaimer: I don't own Invader Zim…Cries There, I said it! HOWEVER! I do own Kira, The Irish Irken Invader and her SIR unit Sera.This is also my first Zim fic, inspired by Doomed Project of Doomy Doom and Suchby FallenAngel331 and by To Find Yourself by Maiyuko-chan.Now OBEY MY FIST AND READ ON FILTHY WORM BABIES!

The sound of starships rushing by echoed against the sides of the mother ship. The two Almighty Tallest of the Irken Empire watched as their armada reassembled themselves after a victory over Meekrob. One of the other Irkens that were working the controls looked up from his work to the Tallest.

"Incoming transmission from Invader Kira," he said in a deep voice. The Purple-Eyed Tallest nodded to his henchman, who immediately brought the transmission up on the screen. The inside of Kira's ship was dark, so only her glowing red eyes, which were brighter then most Irkens', and some of her dark green skin was showing.

"You wanted to speak with me your majesties?" Kira asked in an Irish-lined voice, another uncommon feature. The Purple Tallest nodded and looked at his comrade, the Red-Eyed Tallest. They looked back at the invader onscreen.

"Yes…we need you to take care of a certain…problem," the Red Tallest said, grabbing his freezie from his chair and sipping on it.

"What kind of problem, my Tallest?" Kira asked, her teeth flashing into a smirk.

"You remember the Irken Zim? The one we banished on a journey to nowhere after he escaped from Food Courtia to the Great Assigning?" the Purple Tallest asked. Kira's grin disappeared and turned into a death glare.

"Yes…is he still alive?" she growled in rough tones that even surprised the Tallest. They had not realized she hated him so much. It only made her better for the job.

"Unfortunately, yes…he landed on a planet we didn't know existed…" the Purple Tallest remarked, causing Kira's teeth to clench even harder. "He still doesn't understand that he's been banished, and keeps sending us transmissions. However, this planet…'Earth' as he calls it, is still open for conquest. As I'm sure you understand, we don't trust Zim to carry out the invasion…your assignment is to dispose of him… permanently and begin conquest of planet Earth. You'll need to disguise yourself, as they haven't had much alien contact." Kira's teeth unclenched.

"I will not disappoint you, my tallest…Zim will be vanquished, and planet Earth shall be added to the Irken Empire!" The Irish Irken nodded to the Tallest. "Invader Kira, signing off." The transmission ended and the Tallest looked at each other.

"I think we made a good choice, don't you?" the Purple Tallest asked.

"Indeed we did…let's go get food," the Red Tallest remarked, tossing his empty freezie cup in the garbage. The two Tallest then exited the ship's main hull. Meanwhile, Invader Kira was speeding towards the Milky Way galaxy, heading for the pitifully banished Irken and the soon to be newest addition to the Irken Empire.

"GIR! STOP PLAYING WITH THE MICROWAVE!" Zim's voice shouted through the house.

"But Master, I make tacos!" Gir said happily, humming a song and shoving meat senselessly into the microwave.

"How many times need I tell you, neither you nor I need to eat? STOP MAKING FOOD!" Zim shouted angrily, stepping into the kitchen. The little robot looked up from his task.

"But moose needs food…and moose likes tacos!" Gir shouted back happily, shaking his rubber moose in front of Zim. He glared and snatched it from him, making Gir gasp. "Master, I neeeeed my moose! And moose needs his tacos!" Zim shook his head and held it where Gir couldn't reach it.

"No Gir, you need to learn…" Zim remarked, throwing the moose up high where only he could reach it. Gir's lip trembled and he began crying. Zim cringed and covered his ears. "Clean the microwave and you'll get your moose back! Just stop crying!" Zim snapped. Gir immediately stopped and lit up, running over to the microwave and began eating the meat inside. Zim snorted in annoyance. "Robots…" he muttered, walking into the living room. He places the contacts over his eyes and fixed the hair on his head. "I except you to be done when I get back." Gir responded with an odd noise as Zim closed the door behind him. He looked up to see the house across the street had been sold to a girl with red hair and green eyes. She wore a black shirt, blue jeans, a small green backpack and a shamrock around her neck. She also wore a black trench coat. He bared his sharp teeth. "More human earth filth…" he muttered angrily, turning and continuing down the street. The girl watched him walk with a short glare before going inside. A raven followed her inside. Zim continued to walk down the street, towards skool, coming up with new ways to destroy the human race. The bell rang just as he seated himself in his desk and Mrs. Bitters snaked her way into the classroom.

"Future children of our doomed society, we have a new student joining us today. Her name is Kira, coming from Europe," Mrs. Bitters said, as the new girl walked in. It had been the same girl he saw that morning. However, when Mrs. Bitters had said 'Kira' Zim's jaw dropped in horror.

"K-k-kira!" he shouted, standing on his desk and pointing at her. "You cannot be here! I AM ZIM! THIS IS MY PLANET!" He looked around at everyone staring at him. The girl called Kira eyed him strangely.

"He's crazy…just like Dib…" a kid in the back said. Dib, who was staring at Kira, snapped out of his daze.

"What? I didn't even say anything!" Dib snapped.

"Doesn't make you any less crazy!" the kid retorted. The entire class laughed at this, causing Dib to growl in anger. Zim had sat down, but his teeth were still bared and he was glaring at the new student, who said nothing and simply took her seat next to Dib, which was the only one open. She grabbed a notebook out of her backpack, which she kept on and immediately began to draw, pretending to take notes. Dib eyed the girl next to her strangely. Zim, somehow, knew this girl, but she certainly didn't look or act like and alien…she looked normal. Dib looked outside, watching a raven preen its feathers on a nearby branch. The raven's eyes were an unnatural red, which brought Dib to the conclusion that Kira was, indeed, and alien…either that, or Zim had gotten a new toy. At that moment, Zim started frantically waving his arms in the air.

"Mrs. Bitters, I have a MIGHTY NEED to use the bathroom!" he announced in angry tones, causing Mrs. Bitters to hiss in annoyance.

"Fine, go! And be quick about it," she hissed before continuing. Zim angrily stormed out of the room and down the hall. Dib watched him with suspicion before raising his hand.

"Mrs. Bitters? May I use the bathroom?" he asked innocently, causing Mrs. Bitters to cringe in anger once more. Dib quickly rushed out of the room before Mrs. Bitters could say anything. He walked towards the bathroom and slowly pushed open the door, as to not make any noise. Immediately, he heard Zim cursing to himself.

"Who does she think she is? Coming to MY planet? Taking MY glory? She will pay most dearly for this! The Tallest will have something to say…filthy no good troq!" Zim hissed to himself in the stall he was in. Dib's eyes widened. From all the Mysterious Mysteries shows he watched, and all the books he read on alien culture, he knew 'troq' was possibly the worst insult in the alien world. In their strange language, it literally meant 'nothing'.

"Zim?" Dib asked cautiously, causing an angry scream to echo in the bathroom as the door slammed open.

"Filthy Earth worm baby, what is it you want?" he snapped. His fists were clenched in rage.

"I…erm…heard you talking about that Kira girl…is she one of you?" Dib asked, eager to learn more about her. Taking out two aliens would give him such glory!

"Of course she is! How can you be so blind?" Zim snapped, his fists still clenched. Dib blinked behind his glasses.

"Erm…no offense Zim, but she MUCH less obvious then you…she doesn't have green skin…" Dib told him, causing Zim's eyes to narrow. "But…wait a minute…if she's one of you…THEN SHE'S HERE TO HELP YOU!" Dib snapped angrily, pointing an accusing finger at Zim.

"No she-"

"She's going to help you take over Earth and enslave the human race!" Dib accused, stepping forward. Zim growled in frustration.

"I can assure you, Dib, the last thing she wants to do is help Zim," Zim told him with a hiss. "Now, I suggest you do not mettle in these affairs, or you may find the Irken army here sooner then you think…"

"There's no way I'm letting you and her simply take over the world!" Dib snapped at Zim. The Irken rolled his eyes.

"You don't get it, do you, you filthy Earthling?" Zim said, pity lining his voice. Dib's teeth clenched. "I want her off this planet as much as you do…now if you'll excuse me, I have THINGS to do…" Zim started working towards the door.

"Zim!" Dib called, causing the alien to turn and look at him with a glare. He raised an eyebrow, inviting Dib to speak. "The last thing I want on Earth is another alien…and I don't know much about your kind…so just this once, I'm willing to help you…" Zim seemed very shocked by the human's offer.

"You…want to help?" he asked with obvious surprise. Dib nodded. "…Very…very well, Dib, I will accept your help…only because I know personally how tough that filthy troq can be…"

"You must really hate her to be calling her that…" Dib remarked, still astounded by his cursing.

"Indeed I do…so much that not even the entire Irken Empire could fit all my hatred…" Zim growled, baring his teeth again. Dib sighed and he extended his hand to shake Zim's.

"So there's no backstabbing here, let's shake on a truce…" Dib said. Zim raised an eyebrow and examined Dib's hand. "What?"
"Just making sure you're not trying to turn me into bologna again…" Zim remarked, causing Dib to roll his eyes. They immediately shook, each recoiling slightly. "I will meet you outside at the end of skool…if we are to work together, she should discuss ideas…" Dib nodded, letting Zim leave. He frowned slightly and followed. This was going to be a very interesting experience.