I did not create, sadly, Invader Zim. Invader Zim and all the character belong to the animators.

Chap one

The green alien paced back and forth nervously looking at the starry night sky. A fake green dog stood motionless beside him, twitching at everything that moved. The alien, known as Invader Zim, stopped his movements and stared back at the creature he had brought with him for this mission.

"Gir, Why aren't they here?" He yelled at the robot as if it didn't care, which of course is true.

"Zim needs his weapons!"

Gir looked at Zim with his happy-go-lucky eyes with a mere stupid smile across his face, a cute sight really. Without saying a word, Gir opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, reaching out one of his hands to touch Zim playfully.

"Ha, ha. You're it," With that Gir started to roll around on the ground. He would laugh at everything that hit him, including the bushes.

"Gir, this is no time to play. Our new weapons should be here any minute and when they do come, you know what I'll do, Gir," Zim closed his bug red eyes and pointed at the sky with a pride full finger.

"Waz' ta," Gir was now staring at a fuzzy squirrel and acting like it's mirror image.

"I will RULE THIS DISGUSTING MAGGOT FILLED PLAN-" Zim was interrupted by a huge ball of silver that crashed right out top of him. The symbol of the Invaders shining brightly with the street lights. Zim slowly crawled out from under the ball, badly bruised and broken. With the remain of his energy he spoke to Gir who was now on top of the ball, jumping up and down chanting loudly, " I got a present!"

"The pain, the horrible pain.... Gir! Help me!" After that Zim blanked out. Clueless, Gir started to run back to the house where they stayed, screaming, "There's a bug in my hair."

With everything quiet again, a shadowy figure emerged out of the darkest area of the block. A light glared from his glasses and onto the alien's nimble body. Looking side to side, making sure no one saw, the character picked up Zim and held him onto his shoulder. Using a remote like idem to move the cluster of silver , all that was there before was now gone except for the hole that remained.

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Slowly, but surely, Zim's eyes opened. There was a great deal of pain shooting in and out of his body that didn't want to stop. Wanting to sit up Zim tried to forward his body, but was stopped by an unknown force. Panicked, Zim was sent into a rage, kicking and screaming. No matter how hard he tried, the invisible rope held him down.

"Stop trying, it only gets worse," a boy the same size as Zim stood in the doorway of the room where Zim was be imprisoned. He had jet-black hair that pointed out in front of his face, huge glasses that covered his emotionless eyes. He wore a dark blue shirt with a sort of smiley face on it and black pants. A trench coat covered it all.

"Dib, What do you think you are doing you Earth WORM CHILD," Zim closed his eyes and tried harder to free himself, but with every pull, kick, or move Zim made it felt worse.

"Ha, See I got you now Zim. There's no way you can get out of this one. I will soon let out your story to everyone. Then the people will see that I'm right and not insane. They'll see that there is such a thing as a slimy alien. They'll se-" Dib was too into what he was talking about that he didn't notice Gir enter the room and turn off the machine that Zim was place on. Using the spider like legs from his backpack, Zim crawled silently up the wall and right passed Dib. Gir remained in the room with Dib holding a Twinkie.

"Twinkie, try." Gir threw the snack food at Dib's face. Gir started to dance at nothing.

"Hey," Dib rubbed the Twinkie off of his face leaving a white stripe. "Where's Zim? Aren't you Zim's robot."

Gir stopped dancing and looked at Dib. He jumped up and down pointing at him making weird sorts of noises. At that Dib came up with an idea.