Author's notes/Disclaimer/ Warnings: Welcome to my third Invader Zim fanfic (the second with chapters) I do not own Invader Zim its self. Johnen Vasquez and Nicktoons do, and I don't exactly have the money to buy their rights away sooo… I write fanfics. Yes, so I don't own the characters or anything silly like that.

Warning: You might have noticed that this fic is rated M. You might also notice as you begin reading that there is very little proof that this fic should be rated M, but just you wait… there will be many chapters filled with all sorts of things! However, this isn't going to be a slash and there isn't going to be any smut. There will be Mature Subject Matter and some violence. Yes. All and all I would rate this fic 14A.

The main characters of IZ will not be appearing very much in this fic, just so you know, and there will be SO MUCH angst. You have been warned!

Revival of Miyuki

It happened in an instant… she had been touring the labs on Vort when the Irken, Zim had unleashed a horrible creature on the world. She didn't have time to scream. All she could do was stare wide-eyed at the giant blob thing as it crashed down on her, devouring her in an instant. After that, everything became a sea of darkness.

A shock coursed through her body. Her pak had revived her.

Voices… her mind was swimming with past memories. She had been the Tallest… Her planet was called Irk. Everything else was jumbled and difficult to make out. Her purple eyes fluttered open. The lights were bright. She turned her head a little and breathed a sigh. There were wires sticking out of her pak… she stared at the machine she was connected to… a restoration machine? Was she hurt? She didn't feel hurt…

"Tallest Miyuki…?"

The voice sounded familiar… she felt like she should recognize it. She turned her eyes towards the source of the voice and found a small grey alien with green goggles standing beside her. It was difficult to see his expression in the bright light. She blinked, and tried to force herself to lift her body off the metal table she had been resting on. Her movements were shaky and unreliable at best. The alien's hand rested on her shoulder; the pressure of his hand forced her to lie back down.

"Where am I…?" she questioned squinting a little as she attempted to make out the creature's face.

"What happened…?"

"Over a hundred years ago, you were devoured by an infinite energy absorbing creature."

Miyuki's eyes widened as flashes of the large beady-eyed creature entered her mind. She held her head and uttered a weak sounding noise.

"It's ok… we've rescued you," the grey creature with white horns continued. Miyuki's eyes had adjusted to the light. The alien standing before her was clearly Vortian.

"Am I on Vort?" she asked, and the Vortian made a sound of distaste.

"I wish," he spat crossing his arms. "Vort is currently the property of the Irken Empire. We haven't been able to land there in months."

"Why was Irk fighting with you…?" she questioned. Her thoughts were becoming clearer now, and she was able to move her body enough to sit up and look down at the small alien.

"They want to control the galaxy or something stupid like that," he responded.

"You... you're Nar aren't you…? I remember you from research station nine."

"Yes, that was me…" he sighed as he slid his gloved hand down his face. "It seems like such a long time ago…"

"You helped design the Massive."

"Don't remind me."

He drew closer to the metal table, and his expression became more severe as he continued to stare at the Irken female; the former Tallest. Too long he'd been forced to fight against the Irken Machine. He no longer trusted any Irken… not after witnessing the destruction they had caused on Vort.

"I must ask you, now that you know the current situation, what do you plan to do? Will you join us in our fight, or will you side with your people in taking over the galaxy? How you answer this questioned might determine how we treat you… just so you know."

"I won't be threatened into joining you Nar," Miyuki stated. More of her past memories were beginning to return to her now. The Vortians had been Irk's allies for generations. Before she had become Tallest, she had worked side by side with apprentice scientists from Vort. She had wanted to become a biogenetic engineer for the design and creation of smeets, but then the Tallest had died, and she had been the next to rule Irk.

"So you desire to return to Irk then…" Lard Nar murmured. He sounded disappointed.

"Yes I do… I wish to speak with the Tallest. Vort and Irk have always been allies…" her eyes narrowed into a frown as her mind played over this idea.

"Who is the Tallest now anyway?"

"There are two Tallest; I believe their names are Red and Purple," Lard Nar replied.

"Those two…?" Miyuki couldn't help herself, she started to laugh. "Oh my… but I'm remembering them from years ago. Surely they've gotten much taller." She shook her head and muffled her giggles. Miyuki hadn't gotten to know very many of the young Irkens during her reign, but she remembered touring the Irken Underground Training Facilities one time and was surprised to find two little Irkens fighting over a bag of chips.

When she had asked who they were, one of the instructors had told her their names; Red and Purple.

"This is no laughing matter!" Lard Nar snapped banging his fist into the table. He cringed and began rubbing his sore knuckles, but at least he had gotten the former Tallest's attention back.

"I'm sorry… you're right," Miyuki replied unplugging her pak from the machine before sliding from the table. This startled Lard Nar who took a few tentative steps back. He knew at any time the former Tallest could call on her mechanical legs and slice him in half…

She was wearing a formal purple robe tied at the waist with a lighter purple sash. It was the garment she wore when visiting allied planets; she preferred it over the Tallest's usual outfit of heavy metal armour.

When Miyuki noticed the Vortian's apprehension, she raised her antennae in a curious manner.

"Nar…? You don't have to be scared of me. I'm not going to hurt you."

The Vortian ground his teeth and lowered his head, closing his eyes as he tried to force the fear from his mind. He didn't want to admit that he was frightened of her… of them.

He felt her claws as she rested her hand on his shoulder. She was kneeling sot that she was eye level with him, and she had a kind expression on her face. His eyes traveled to her hand then returned to stare into her Irken eyes. She was from a time when Vortians and Irkens worked together to advance both races. Of course his reaction was confusing to her.

"You still look the same as you did all those years ago," she told him. "I guess that's why I didn't freak out when my PAK revived me. You helped me Nar… I will repay you for your kindness."

Feeling that she had made her point clear, she got back to her feet and stretched. Her muscles hurt from being trapped in one place for so long, and she was craving something to eat. A feeling of joy enveloped her when she flexed her hands. She could move again. It felt wonderful.

Without thinking, she called the mechanical legs from her pak, and they raised her off the floor. She hadn't been able to do this in years, and she was glad that her pak seemed to be functioning normally. They buckled a little before springing her into the air. The sharp ends caught a hold of the wall and she crawled along until she was hanging upside-down from the ceiling. Her eyes blinked when she caught sight of Lard Nar cowering underneath the table, and she sighed.

He had taken her words as a threat, and then when the mechanical legs appeared…

"Nar!?" she called from the ceiling. He didn't respond.

"Come out from under the table Nar," she insisted.

There was still no reply from the cowering Vortian.

"You're acting like a smeet."

He whimpered but still refused to move. It had been less frightening when she was weaker… why did Vortian technology have to work so well?

There was a loud sound of metal striking metal when Miyuki dropped down from the ceiling. The mechanical legs withdrew into her pak before she peered underneath the table. What had Nar gone through to make him so frightened of her? She wondered shaking her head sadly.

"Come," she said taking him forcefully by the hand and pulling him out. His body trembled. Surely she was going to kill him… he found himself getting pulled out of the room. It wouldn't be long before she ran into a member of the Resisty… how would she react then? He hadn't even told her that they were planning to go against the Irken Armada. They didn't have many weapons here, or food for that matter. It was difficult coming across supplies when Irk forces were constantly sweeping over the area…

She could probably kill them all with little effort. Maybe he should have thought about this before reviving her. Yes, he should have definitely thought about this before, but now it was too late.

Her hand fell away, and Lard Nar stopped, falling to his hands and knees as soon as she released him. They were in one of the many hallways of their hidden base. In fact, most of their base consisted of hallways. There were only four rooms: the bunking room, the storage room (which doubled as a medic room), the "snacking" room, and then his room which he shared unwillingly with Spleenk…

He got back to his feet and received a smile from Miyuki who had been debating over which path to take. The hallways were pretty maze-like. Many of the stupider members of the Resisty often got lost in this place.

"Feeling better yet?" she questioned as Lard Nar slowly got to his feet.

"Y-yeah…" he stammered. "You shouldn't use those metal legs here…"

"Oh… is that what the problem was? You should have said something; I would have put them away."

"Where are you going?"

"I'm not too sure," she brought her finger to her chin as she thought about which direction to take. Another device sprung from her pak, and this caused Lard Nar to jump. The object landed in her hand and she watched it as it slowly began creating a map of the area.

"Hmm… there are only twelve life forms here, and all of them are gathered…" her head lifted and her antennae perked up as she turned to the right. "That way… There are four rooms and several hallways leading to and from these rooms, which doesn't really make sense… It's also detecting some kind of force field… I'm guessing it's to mask this place's location."

The device returned to her pak, and Lard Nar bit his lip. Why did he give her such an advantage? He hadn't even thought to take away some of the devices in her pak. At this rate, it wouldn't be long before she discovered their intentions.

"So the provisions are probably in the room with the most life forms."

"Yeah, that's how it usually is," Lard Nar replied with a frown. They were probably all stuffing their faces despite knowing that the food was going to have to last them at least a few weeks.

"Alright, let's go get something to eat. We'll talk more about my plans then." she said taking the right hall, and Lard Nar was forced to move quickly to keep up with her.

"Your plans…?" he questioned as the pit of fear began to grown inside his chest. "What do you mean? You can't just decide that…"

She stopped suddenly, and Lard Nar smacked into her. He landed on the floor and rubbed his head cringing when Miyuki's eyes fell on him.

"Oh right. I guess I should talk to the boss shouldn't I? This place has a boss doesn't it?"

"Yeah…" Lard Nar murmured. "That would be me."

"You?" she questioned in surprise. "I mean… sorry, I didn't realize."

"I can see that."

"Well, all I meant was that I wanted to discuss my plans for how I'm going to go about this whole mess. I'm thinking I would like to speak with the Tallest… but I don't exactly know how to come about it. I don't really want to go to Irk and have to sit through all of their formalities. The Control Brains will need to decide who should be Tallest. They might deactivate me or the residing Tallest, or they might make us all Tallests, or they could deactivate all of us and make someone else the Tallest… it's all very…"

"Stupid?"

"Well, it's not really something I want to invoke right now."

"Would it stop the Irken invasion?"

"If the Control Brains made three Tallest?"

"You could do something to stop the current Tallest then couldn't you?"

"No… I have a feeling that Red and Purple would shoot me down at every turn…"

"What if the Tallest were deactivated, and you took their place?"

"Do you honestly think I want to kill the Tallest?" Miyuki questioned. "I'm still Irken Nar, and besides, the possibility of that happening is very low."

"I guess… if you were terminated instead of them, it would defeat the purpose of us bringing you back," Lard Nar reasoned, and Miyuki's purple eyes narrowed as she glared down at him.

"You plan to use me? That's the reason you rescued me? I didn't think Vortians were that… that petty!" She snapped angrily, and she spun on her heel and marched off down the hallway much to Lard Nar's reaction. He had realized his slipped up, and had raised his arms to defend himself against her fury… but she hadn't struck him. Confused, he watched her back until she turned another corner. He sat up and listened worriedly for any sounds of explosions. An angry Irken could be very dangerous he knew.

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