Ok… I know I totally should NOT be doing this, because I'm already writing a story, and when I start one more… well my brain starts firing off story after story and sometimes it results in chaos and unfinished stories. Oh well, I just can't resist doing this! Now about this story…
This story is probably going to be really short. Less than then chapters probably, and ten max.
There are not really any pairings in this. It may end up as a slight ZADF but no romance!
Also, this is the introduction, so it's supposed to be really short.
DISCLAIMER: Seriously? Do I really need to tell you that I don't own Invader Zim? Well I don't. So there.
There was no way out. Everywhere he ran, Zim met another dead end, or another door slamming closed. No matter where he went, there was no escaping it. It was impossible to hide from it; it was everywhere at once. There was no tricking it; its brain had infinite access to knowledge.
Zim pressed himself against the wall and gave the room a quick sweep with his eyes. The Dib… where was he? Zim took another, more frantic look around. It must have already gotten to Dib. It would be through with him by now. Blood dripped down Zim's forehead and reminded him of how powerful that thing was.
He pressed himself closer against the wall, hoping he could somehow sink into it and disappear forever. Then the voice echoed through the house again, lightly vibrating the wall that Zim pressed his back to. "Zim. Don't try to run. It will only waste your energy, and shorten the struggle that I can't wait to see when I get to you!" The voice was so robotic, and so metallic, that it was impossible to tell… but it almost sounded like a voice Zim had heard before. Zim didn't have time to jog his memory; a giant metal robot arm came flying at him. He dodged it and it slammed into the wall and caused the world to shake once more.
"YOU CAN'T RUN FROM ME ZIM!"
A month earlier…
In the eyes of an average human, it was a normal Sunday night. Children and adults alike were at home, making the most of their last few hours of freedom before returning to their tedious and horrible lives then next day. But what if you weren't seeing it through the eyes of an average human? What if you weren't seeing it through the eyes of a human at all? What if you were seeing it through the eyes of an Irken invader named Zim? Well then, it wasn't a normal night at all.
He ran down the puddle-speckled street, his superior eyes able to see even though the only light was from a dim street lamp that often flickered. He didn't even have the stars and moon to see by; the cloud cover from today's rain shower still lingered in the night sky. He never expected her to return. In fact, he'd never even given Tak a second thought after he launched her into space that day.
Now, that was all different. She was back, and out for revenge. Worst of all, she was gaining on him. Zim didn't even bother to dodge the next puddle that was coming up. His foot splashed right through it, and he tried to ignore the burning as he ran on. The computer file that he'd stolen from Dib's house slipped out of Zim's hand, but he didn't stop to pick it up. He heard a crunch as Tak stepped on it, so it was gone now anyway.
"Stupid disguise!" Tak muttered, and Zim heard a humming sound. Then one of Tak's PAK legs stepped in front of him, and he looked up to see Tak glaring down at him. "Better," she said. "Eh, uh, T-Tak!" Zim stuttered.
"Zim!" Tak spat. "Surprised to see me?" She didn't give Zim a chance to answer. "You shouldn't be! You can't send a good invader like me into space and expect not to see me again! I've got a couple of questions for you before I destroy you! First of all, where's my ship?"
"I don't have you ship! The Dib has it locked away somewhere!"
"Dib!"
Tak lifted her metal legs away and started in the direction that Zim had come from, giving him a while to catch his breath and think things over for a second.
Dib sat at his computer, shifting through some of his old paranormal files. He frowned. That file with all the pictures of Zim seemed to be deleted. He'd have to transfer that whole file again. With a sigh, Dib opened his desk drawer and reached down to where he was sure that the drive had been just a little while ago. Only… it was gone. "ZIM!" Dib said, realizing that his window being open wasn't a careless error of his own; rather one of his intruder's.
He jumped up and looked out the window, hoping to see Zim still outside, even though he knew that he'd be long gone by now. "NOOO!" he called out into the quiet night. His latest proof was once again gone. "I was hoping that this would be the time I finally proved alien's exist, finally proved I wasn't crazy, and maybe even the time I finally stopped talking to myself!"Dib sighed and was just about to turn around and call it a night when he saw something out of the corner of his eye.
At first, all he noticed was the green skin, and he thought it was Zim. But it wasn't. It was Tak, the purple-eyed Irken, out of her disguise. At first she didn't notice Dib looking at her, but after a while, she stopped and looked up at the window where Dib stood, staring in shock. She glared and grabbed the side of the roof with her PAK legs, pulling herself up to the window. "Where's my ship?" she demanded.
"I'm not telling-"
"WHERE'S MY SHIP? I'm not interested in your stupid human games, Dib! Just tell me where my ship is!"
Dib shrank back, not sure what he should do. "Er, well, I've made some modifications…"
"I don't care! I'll have it back in proper condition quick enough!" Tak lifted a PAK leg up threateningly.
"Uh… well, it's in the garage but…" before Dib could think of anything to add, Tak was off, leaping off the side of the roof and running for the garage. What had he just done? Dib climbed out the window after her. He couldn't let her get her hands on any more Irken technology or she'd continue with her plans to destroy the Earth! And unlike the other Irken on the planet, Tak's plans made sense. Tak's plans worked. As Dib made his way down from his window, Zim came running up the sidewalk, wearing his stupid disguise.
"Dib-monkey!" Zim called, stumbling into Dib's yard. "It's Tak! She's after her-" Dib knew what Zim said next, but he didn't get to actually hear it. A loud crash came from the garage, and a familiar Irken ship went soaring over Dib's house and out into the night sky. "She's getting away!" Dib said as he jumped the rest of the way to the ground. "We'll have to take your ship and go after her!"
"We? Stupid human! YOU are not allowed to set foot in Zim's Voot!"
"Well, we've still got to-"
"We? Stupid human! YOU are not-"
"FINE! But when Tak beats you again, don't come crying to me for help, like last time!"
Zim growled. "ZIM DID NOT CRY TO YOU LIKE A PUNY HUMAN SMEET!"
"Well Tak still beat you. And she'll beat you again."
"No she won't! ZIM is the greatest invader that has ever been!"
"Well, I dunno…"
"I'll prove it! Come on! Just this once, just to show you the AMAZINGNESS that is Zim, you will be allowed to sit in the Voot. BUT DO NOT TOUCH ANYTHING WITH YOUR SMELLY HUMAN MEAT-FINGERS!"
"Okay," Dib said, trying not to act smug. The plan that he'd suspected would work like a charm went over even better than he'd thought it would.
There are so many "IF"'s in life. For example: IF any of the humans had looked up into the cloudy sky that night, they would've seen two alien spacecraft locked in a deadly chase. The first one was moving fast, but the second was quickly catching up. The alien in the first ship growled as the one behind her sped up.
IF a human named Dib had not made so many changes to Tak's ship, she would've been able to put up her shields much quicker. One of Zim's weapons fired, and Tak frantically scanned the control panel for her shields. She saw it, but not in time to protect herself from the blast.
IF her reflexes hadn't caused her to fire back blindly after being hit, she might not have caused her own ship to spin wildly out of control. She did know where the weak points in Zim's shield were, but she didn't even take a good enough look to aim at them. The laser beam she fired ricocheted off the Voot's shield and hit her own ship once again.
IF she hadn't been so confident fleeing into outer space, she might have taken a look back and realized how close behind the other ship was. But she was sure that leading Zim into space, where she'd been floating for years and felt almost at home, would give her the advantage. Of course, she should've known that no matter where Zim was, he felt quite confident as well.
IF Zim hadn't fired his shot from so close up next to Tak's ship, the blast might not have caused his own ship to be sent back into the atmosphere, and gravity might never have caught up to it. Actually, it was partly Dib's fault as well, although he was really just trying to help things… as usual. Zim was reaching for the lever to fire his weapons, and Dib pushed his hand away. "We're too close!" he said.
"Stupid human… smelly… pig thing! Do you not think that ZIM knows what he's doing?"
"Actually, no." This comment led to an argument, a small scuffle, and a lever being accidentally moved anyway.
More importantly than that, though, IF Zim hadn't fired that shot, Tak's ship might never have exploded, sending her flying out of it.
But most importantly of all, IF Zim had never fired that shot, Tak would have never been detached from her PAK. In the midst of that explosion, the last thought she had before her brain was separated from her, was that no matter what happened, some day, she'd get Zim for this.
No matter what.
So did you like it? I know it's short. It's supposed to be, like I said. It's just an introduction. The first normal chapter will be posted soon, hopefully! And remember, REVIEW! You'll get a hug from GIR. And maybe even a cookie. Did anyone seem OOC? That always seems to be my first worry for some reason... :P