COPYRIGHT goes to creator of Invader Zim... however this story is an original piece of my own.
So It Begins
Dark red eyes blinked with the dawning of the red/orange sunlight creeping through the window. Zim stretched out and yawned upon his bed. As always, waking early was routine for him ever since the rebellion against Tallests Red and Purple. It was bound to happen anyway, what with the complete and utter failure of both Impending Doom I and II. Who the hell would follow such incompetent fools?
The young Irken smirked slightly, well technically the blame is my own he thought to himself wistfully. As he rose from his bed, covered in dark red and maroon colored sheets, he walked over to the large window and pushed back the curtains, appreciating the sight of his beloved planet.
Irk, a large planet inhabited by both male and female Irkens who were trained in the art of war. Irkens were, for better lack of wording, like space pirates. They hunted down planets, wiped out any life-forms residing on it, and cultivated its resources for their own gain. If a planet was deemed financially gaining, they would sell it for profit. Zim stared out into the city from his window and sighed, taking in the scenery, from the technological pathways below to the blood red sky above with twinkling stars. His mind briefly wandered back to the days where he would stare up at a black sky, a white moon shining high overhead, and the occasional shooting stars flying across. He began to think, almost reminiscently, about a large-headed boy whom he enjoyed constant banter with. It was a refreshing rivalry, and in the end, the two of them ended up respecting one another, though their relationship was far from being even considered friends. Not unlike his relationship with the big-headed human's sister.
His eyes closed, and he inhaled deeply. A certain violet-haired female burst into his mind as he allowed his mind to wander back down memory lane. The skull necklace swaying as she sauntered down the street, the dark dress and striped socks she wore, covered by black leather boots. He especially enjoyed the way she would berate and abuse her brother, but it brought a strange and dark desire to pool into his gut when she would do the same to him whenever he was in her way. If only he could bestow the same dark desires into the female.
Zim shook his head.
Nonesense! It's bad enough that I consider to be on neutral terms with Dib…but to think such thoughts about his sister is far too human…which I clearly am not.
A soft knock came from the doorway and he whirled around, commanding the person to enter. A young Irken opened the door and stepped into the bedchamber slightly before giving a deep bow, lowering her antennae as a sign of respect.
"A letter has arrived for you from planet Earth, sir.."
Zim's body stiffened, he had never received a letter from Earth in the entire 5 earth years that he's been gone. Usually Dib would send a video, demanding to know secrets of the Universe, to which Zim usually scoffed and mocked him for his impertinence towards the Irken population.
He nodded, "I will be out momentarily, have the messenger wait for me in the throne room. Oh and be sure to offer him a refreshment… some curly fries and a soda perhaps."
The Irken servant bowed deeply again before straightening himself, ensuring that his antennae was lower than Zim's. He lowered his eyes demurely.
"As you wish, my Tallest."
The Irken immediately turned and closed the door behind him. Zim sighed to himself as he walked over to the large bathroom to prepare himself for the day.
Though Irkens were not fond of water, a liquid substitute was used for cleansing. The warm bluish liquid poured over Zim's body, and he felt the tension in his muscles ease as they rippled and danced under the liquid. When the rebellion had happened over 5 years ago, he had vowed to himself to stay as agile and fit as possible in order to maintain his status as Tallest. The Earth's atmosphere had helped him grow to a towering 6'3", as the drug effects that smeets were forced to take in order to keep certain Irkens small was diluted by the fresh air of Earth as well as eating other things than snacks and pizza. His meals, though to the dismay of the Irken cooks, consisted of protein, grains, and vegetables, in order to keep his muscular body and endurance. He found that he liked eating other foods, and though it made several of his servants cringe in disgust, he demanded to have healthy meals prepared for him every day, with the occasional salty and sweet delectables.
After his shower, Zim walked out of the bathroom and toward his large dresser. He pulled out his dark maroon shirt and black spandex pants. After putting them on, he pulled on some black steel-toed boots with silver gleaming buckles, and began to put his Tallest armor, adorned with dark red and outlined with gold trim. He finished his ensemble with his signature black gloves and buckled his black leather belt around his waist and finally holstered his laser-gun into his belt.
He turned to the mirror and admired himself for a second, before stepping out of his royal bedroom and down the hallway to the royal throne room. Once he arrived, the messenger and several of Zim's servants in the room bowed while he strode over to his throne and sat down swiftly. He acknowledged the messenger with a nod of his head and leaned forward as he spoke.
"Who is this message from?" His voice strong and echoing throughout the throne room.
The messenger bowed again before glancing up at the Tallest before him.
"A human named Dib, my Tallest. While I was in sector 60-2, a strange message came across our radio frequency. We couldn't quite understand it, but the message was recorded and the only words we could understand were 'deliver to Zim'."
Zim raised his antennae quizzically. If Dib really wanted to contact him, he would've sent word directly to Zim himself. He thought it was odd, but stretched his hand out to the messenger and motioned him foward.
"Show me the message."
The messenger stepped forward hesitantly before pulling out a circular disk. He pressed a button on the disk and wavelengths played out in color before Zim's eyes. Zim smiled slightly, hearing the same annoying tone of Dib echoing around the room. He used a lot of common vulgar Earth terms, it was no wonder that the Irkens could not understand his tirade of words.
"Zim! It's really bad! Like super serious bad! Like…holy fuck dude! Anyway you need to come back to Earth right now, as soon as possible, fucking teleport or something because I need your help and you know I never asked for that when we were kids! You know where to find me, and I f any other life is listening to this message, I want this delivered to Zim ASAP!"
The wavelengths disappeared as the message ended, and all those in the throne room looked to their Tallest expectantly. Zim leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes briefly, thinking over Dib's words.
True, he wouldn't ask for Zim's help, so it must be serious. But what bothered Zim the most was Dib's fear that could be clearly heard in his message. What was happening on Earth? Though Zim would never outwardly admit it, the ball of dirt had become like a second home to him. The thought of anything bad happening to Earth infuriated him to no bounds. If anyone was to make any death threats, whether real or otherwise, it would be him and him alone.
He opened his sharp red eyes as a newfound fury blazed behind them. His servants looked down and lowered their antennae. He rose from his seat and stared out in front of him, his body tall, his stance squared and strong.
"Prepare a small pod for my travel to planet Earth. I will answer the human's message immediately and return as soon as possible. I leave the royal Irken court to care for the planet while I am gone on this mission."
"Yes my Tallest!" the servants spoke in unison.
Zim stepped down from the steps to his throne and hastened out of the throne room and down the corridor, a slightly shorter Irken in deep blue armor following Zim's strides from behind.
"My Tallest…are you sure it's a good idea to leave Irk now? We are extremely prosperous and forgive me my lord…if you were to leave…many of Irk's enemies would take advantage of your absence."
Zim continued down the halls, never turning his head towards his most respected advisor and general of his fleet.
"I'm not worried at all General Zeke….I leave the protection of planet Irk in your very capable claws." He smirked slightly as he tilted his head toward General Zeke, "We went to the Invader Academy together Zeke, you are my most trusted friend and ally on this planet. You know I cannot leave Earth exposed to danger…Earth has taught me many things, and I vowed years ago to ensure its safety. After all, the planet could grow to become a useful ally in the future, if the humanoids ever get the chance to use more than 10% of their brain capacity."
General Zeke smirked in return and bowed his head slightly as he walked side by side with his old friend, "It's good to dream, Zim."
They chuckled lowly as they reached an elaborate space pod with Zim's signature symbol glinting in the blood-red sun. His ship was slightly larger than the standard designs, and he had made sure to add some personal touches to his ship in order for it to be fast, strong, and spacious. His servants had already placed enough food and sustenance in his ship to last him for several months if necessary.
He jumped into the cockpit and began to enter coordinates to Earth. General Zeke crossed his arms over his chest and stared up at Zim.
"How long will you be gone?"
Zim continued to enter codes as he spoke loudly, "I can't be sure, but I will send missives as often as I can to inform you of any changes or my return. Have you seen GIR?"
Zeke was about to open his mouth when a large screech pierced through the Irken sky. The Irken males looked up to see a small silver and blue robot bounce off of a railing, flip mid-air, and land directly next to Zim in the passenger's seat. The robot turned to Zim and saluted.
"GIR! Reporting for duty!"
Zim smiled slightly and patted GIR on it's head, earning a small giggle from the robot.
"Ready for another Earth mission, my old friend?"
GIR blinked up at his master, it had been years since they've worked together. Though many Irkens and other SIR-bots made fun of GIR and his sub-standard abilities, Zim never looked at him or treated him as if he were incapable. Rather, he depended on his uniqueness and treated him like a normal SIR-Bot. His robotic face lit up as he returned his master's grin with a larger one.
"TACOS AND FRIES MY LIEGE!"
Zim chuckled lowly and turned to Zeke. "I'll inform you of any changes or issues. I expect you to do the same for me. Let me know of anything that needs my attention."
Zeke bowed respectfully, "Of course my Tallest."
Zim nodded, and closed the hatch to his pod. Igniting the engine, the ship whirred and sparked to life, hovering slowly from its landing place. Zim pulled on the lever and the ship raised swiftly and higher into the air with ease, and after turning the pod in the proper direction, Zim and GIR shot up through the blood-red sky towards Earth.