A/N: Greetings old readers and new! This is the new and improved version of "Alien," a story requested by CleoDaDalek. I must apologize for the long wait. While working on an original story, I completely forgot about this one... Oof...

My first story was cringe worthy, but I have now removed pointless fillers, OCs, and hopefully improved the overall concept.

Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim.

~X~

Beep beep beep!

Beep beep beep!

Beep beep beep!

The young boy groaned, turning around to unceremoniously slam his palm upon the button that would end the obnoxious beeping that tore from the speakers of his alarm clock. After an exhausting weekend filled with battles for the fate of the world, lasers, and goo, Dib was less than enthusiastic about going to school.

But, for the sake of mankind, he could not leave Zim unattended with so many innocent-and oftentimes obnoxious-children at his mercy. That is if the invader even possessed mercy. So he reluctantly crawled out of bed, eyes half mast, scythe hair ruffled and droopy and made his way into the bathroom.

After brushing his teeth and taming his hair, the teen scrounged up the nearest blue tee, pair of pants, and trench coat he could find. He could care less if they smelled or were slightly wrinkled. It's not like he was dressing to impress. That, and the epic battle with Zim last night prevented him from doing the laundry.

Saving the world was more important than chores, not that his father would care if he discovered his son neglecting his responsibilities.

So that's how Dib began his seemingly normal day, as normal as one can get being the outcast son of a famous scientist and whose sole mission in life was to expose the supernatural and paranormal to humanity.

And the day continued as it did almost every day.

After eating a hasty breakfast of the not-so-appetizing SuperToast, Dib headed to school with his scary little sister. He had learned after a few unpleasant beatings that Gaz was not a morning person, so he stayed silent the entirety of the walk listening to the music and sound effects coming from the other's Game Slave. Not that he would make conversation if he could, being so tired, but the cool morning breeze did help.

Once they arrived at the "educational" facility, he received his daily dose of abuse at the hands of brute bullies. The method of torture of the day was a painful wedgie from Torque Smacky, which had caused him to be late for class. On the plus side, the pain got him alert and ready to protect mankind.

Once he burst through the doors to Ms. Bitters room, he was disheveled and the butt end of quite a few chuckles.

"Dib," his teacher shouted, appearing before him in a cloud of darkness. Man, she was creepy! "You're late!"

"I'm sor-" he started.

"No excuses! If you are tarty one more time you will have to spend the day in the principal's office." Ms. Bitters warned, drawing out the end of 'office' with a serpentine hiss.

Dib shuttered and nodded. If he thought Ms. Bitters was scary, the principal was downright terrifying. The students suspected they ate the souls of any child unfortunate enough to be sent to their office. Poor Poonchy spent a month in the Crazy House for Boys after being sent to the principal for twenty minutes.

As Dib trudged to his desk, he spared a passing glare at Zim who only stuck his freakish tongue out at him.

And the rest of the day continued as such. Average. Ordinary. Normal. It wasn't until the final bell of the day rang at exactly 2:43 pm, a ridiculously random time (why not 2:40 or 2:45?), that Dib's odd adventure truly began.

~X~

A/N: Just like the original, the first chapter is uneventful and boring. Hooray for consistency! I really hope that this version is better than the first, because man that was a doozie! I'll be deleting that one soon so that it may never be seen again, thank God.