Disclaimer #1: I don't own Invader Zim, Jhonen Vasquez does. I only own the female earth human in this fic, so don't steal her...I will know....I always do...ON WITH THE FIC!

For better summary, and no confused peoples, this is what's happening. For this chapter, Zim has already taken over the world, and my character is prisoner. BUT, this is only the prologue, and the next chapters will explain how they met, what happened in better detail. Don't worry, if you're confused now, it will all be straitened out later...

My body was shaken and I was jostled into painful consciousness. My muscles tensed, ready for the electric jolt that usually surged through my body. It never came. I opened an eye, curious as to why the guard hadn't tortured me yet. Not that I minded. To my displeasure, a sob racked through me. It was out of joy however, for he was standing in the doorway. He would help stop the madness. The sick Master wouldn't stand a chance against him.

"Pitiful. You are a shell of your former self..." he spit near my shaking body.

Both of my eyes snapped open at his words. That voice. He couldn't be...NO! He would never hurt me in such a manner. Yet there he stood. The voice I had learned to hate over the past few months.

"Z-Zim?" I whimpered his name.

My figure convulsed violently. What the guard shocked me with felt like nothing compared to it. My flesh sizzled painfully, and a scream echoed throughout the small cell. My scream. When the pain departed, I collapsed, panting.

"You will call me Master, as you always have. Just because I am approaching you changes nothing! Do you understand?"

I coughed up blood, yet said nothing else. Big mistake.

A swift kick to my side sent me across the room. My back collided with the steel wall, leaving me breathless.

"Answer me when I address you!"

"Yes...Master."

I sat up, moaning slightly and trying to ignore my injuries. I probably had some broken ribs, judging how hard he had kicked me. I dared to look up at his face, and tears began to form at the corner of my eyes. I wouldn't let them fall.

His scarlet eyes narrowed, sparkling in the dim light like rubies. I had always loved them, but now I couldn't stand the sight of them. He towered over me in my crouched position, and even if I were standing he would still be taller. Antenna flickered at my tears; the only acknowledgement they had received from him.

He crossed his arms, the electrocuting rod hanging off one of his wrists. "Now, as I was saying, I have graced your presence for one reason. You will perform tonight-"

"Like every other night, Zim! Why? Why do you keep me locked up like a-" Once again, he switched on the device, and I was reduced to a whimpering weakling. Maybe I shouldn't have interrupted him, but I still couldn't understand. For months I had been help prisoner by a crazed Irken. He demanded that I call him Master, and I refused for the first week. Then the torture began. My spirit was broken by the fifth session. I was ashamed. Then they gave me another chance, and I spit on 'Master's' shoes. His guards carried me off in a matter of seconds. They decided that I was to wild, and had daily sessions with me. God, how I hated electricity then.

Although, in a sick way, it all makes sense. How a guard would escort me to the frontcourt, and there I would perform. I never understood why I was kept alive when so many suffered. When I tried to ask, I got two sessions in one day. No one was aloud to speak to the Master unless they were spoken too. And up until now, I had never seen his face. His upper torso was always hidden in the shadows as he watched me, like I was his puppet.

And I was.

He snapped me out of my thoughts with a quick zap, which caused me to squeak in pain. His lip jutted out in annoyance, and I didn't know whether to cry or kiss him.

"As I was saying, the Tallest are arriving tomorrow. I expect a performance like no other, and dedicated to me, of coarse." The twin rubies disappeared as he closed his eyes in triumph.

My mind raced. The Tallest? They were Zim's superiors, weren't they? This would be the perfect time to get one up on him! Payback for what he did to me...to my world. Yes, I needed to scheme. Better not let him suspect anything!

"Yes Master." I whispered.

He straitened his back, and eyed my form. I swear I saw something flicker in them for a moment, but I couldn't be sure. It was probably a trick of the light. With a turn of his heel, he was gone.

Then I began to plan. It had to be something good. Something that showed just how much I loathed him for what he did. And his mate.

Oh, that evil wench! She just walked into our lives, and took over! She would have to suffer as well. They all would, I had the soul and the heart to do it too. For if I didn't, who would?

I shifted in my sleep, finding something soft and warm next to me. In my groggy state, I muttered and snuggled into the shape.

"Zim?"

No answer. I turned over and notice a light blue fabric sprawled over the end of my cot. So that was what I was feeling. My heart cracked a bit at my mistake. I could have sworn...

"Slave, get prepared. Master wishes you to perform in a moment." Two red glowing eyes narrowed in the darkness, startling me.

A few moments? But I just woke up. I ran the plan through my head, and quickly dressed. I gasped at the unusual clothes I donned. Instead of my usual white dress, I had on what was best described as Genie clothes.

As mentioned before, it was a silky blue fabric that sent shivers through my body. White clasps surrounded my wrist, holding the see through sleeves together. What resembled a tube top barely covered my chest, and I was surprised. This was not his usual style. I raised a brow at my midriff, slightly peeved. He had always known I was a bit shy about my weight. Even though others kept telling me I was normal, I was jealous of supermodels. The puffed out pants were huge, and like the sleeves, ended with anklets held them in place.

"Now about my hair..." It was raggedy, and stuck up in patches, practically an Afro. I tugged on one of the giant curls in the back. My 'ponytail' was my hair pulled back, and it ended like a rabbits tail. God how I hated my hair.

The red eyes shifted colors, now teal. I finally realized who it was. He walked forward, what little light we had gleaming off his chrome body. A tiny antenna stuck up from his head. His arms and legs practically hovered, not connected to his torso.

"GIR!" I squealed in happiness. He was the one that would never betray me.

He hugged back enthusiastically, squealing right along with me. The little robot wriggled out of my grasp and stood before me. His eyes glowed crimson, and he saluted.

"Master wishes you to wear this. HEHE!" His eyes changed suddenly.

I gasped, and gingerly took the charm out of his hands. I thought I had lost it in the Invasion. He kept it? What did it mean? Maybe he wanted to weaken me, making sure I didn't do anything to ruin his night. Well, it didn't work; I was still going to go through with my plan!

Still, it was a beautiful clip; I didn't want to waste it. I tried to smooth back most of my hair, and snapped on the white and blue hairpiece. Twirling around, I began to stretch, not wanting to cramp up.

One of GIR's lenses zoomed in on me, and he clapped, "Oooh! Master's friends are gonna be happy! Like me and that piggy!" He stuck out his tongue, and I rolled my eyes.

"You are such a nut."

"A Pistachio nut?"

I giggle in spite of myself, "No."

I was pushed backwards by a large screen that suddenly popped out of his head. It was twice my size and four times my length. I was amazed that such a giant could come out of his little head.

Although it was turned towards him, I knew who was talking. My eyes narrowed, and I crossed my arms.

"GIR! What is taking you so long!? You can't keep the Tallest waiting!" He cut off the transmission, and the robot saluted. His eyes stayed the same, clear tea this time.

"C'mon Mistress- I means, Amber!" He caught his mistake and walked ahead of me. Opening the cell door, he waited for me to exit, and then shut it behind me. The halls were dark, although not as spooky since I was not to be tortured today.

I saw a bright, almost blinding light at the end of the hall. It was obviously the arena, although it was decorated differently. Red and purple colored banners waved everywhere, and I noticed that it was a lot larger. Zim must have had it remodeled just for this occasion.

I walked out of the hallway, and shielded my eyes. The light was annoying, as if it was meant to shine into my eyes. It was shut off, and small dots danced in front of me. I ignored them, and stared up at the three that sat in thrones.

All of them were Irken, yet I only knew of the one in the middle. I had, however seen the other two when Zim would report to them, but I only got glimpses.

They were both tall, and looked almost identical, except for their colors. One seemed fond of red, the other purple. If it weren't such a grim time, I would have laughed at the unoriginal names. Named after your favorite color? Then what would I be, Tallest Blue?

I wiped my mind clean and inspected them once more. They were indeed tall, but not much taller than Zim. He came up to their shoulder sitting, and I estimated he came up to their chest when standing.

They had two skinny looking claws, and I wondered where their other fingers were. Maybe inside of the wrist guards, or possibly had them cut off? I would have come up with more theories, except one cleared their throat nervously.

"Um, why is it staring at us?" It was the Purple one. He had a nasally, whiny voice.

Zim scowled at me, and snapped his fingers. A guard ran up to me, and kicked the back of my knees, causing me to bow. I was on all fours with my head lowered. This seemed to satisfy him.

"I apologize my Tallest. This particular stink beast has a spirit. I'm surprised I've kept it alive this long." I could practically feel his eyes burn a hole through my head.

A deeper voice broke through the painful silence, one that I found soothing, "That's quite alright, Zim. We know how wild animals are. Although I must say, you have your pet well trained..."

I peeked up, and almost gagged. Dib stood behind Zim's throne, a spiked collar around his neck. It was held by what seemed to be a laser rope. He was dressed in his normal clothes, and was in surprisingly good condition. His eyes startled me though. The brown fire that burned there before was gone. They looked like empty pools, and I knew his hope for the human race was gone.

All his hope was gone.

Purple spoke up once more, "Well, are we going to see a performance or what!?" He turned to a servant girl, and grabbed curly fries off of her tray, "Thank you." He said quite politely. She didn't say anything, just nodded. I gasped as I saw her face.

It was Gaz.

Her usual Goth-like clothes were gone, replaced with a purple and black dress. Her purple hair was longer, and brushed to a silky smooth shimmer. She seemed to be fine. In fact, once she was done with her job, she slinked over to the shadows and began to play her Game Slave.

My thoughts were interrupted by music. The Irken instruments had read my brain waves, and played the music that I needed. I looked to the side, and GIR threw a microphone to me.

I took my stance, music blaring in the background. The lights dimmed, silver and blue lasers floating around my form. With eyes closed, head down, I looked for the words I had created. I only practiced once, and if I messed this up, it would ruin every thing.

"This is dedicated to my Master, and his guests..." My head was still lowered, so they couldn't see the smirk traveling across my face.

I couldn't wait until his mate made her appearance. She always loved to be fashionably late. The music picked up speed, and my head snapped up. Eyes wide and forceful, I began my revenge. On Zim, and all he did.

Perfect by nature
Icons of self-indulgence
Just what we all need
More lies about our world that

I began to dance, and could faintly hear the Tallest Oooh and Aaah at me. I had created new moves, which would appear submissive for the first part. Zim seemed proud of himself, his bottom lip jutting out. He watched me with earnest, and I flashed him a smile. My attitude seemed to confuse him. Good.

Never was and never will be
Have you no shame? Don't you see me?
You know you've got everybody fooled

That seemed to catch their attention. I was basically insulting them all at once. Between my dancing, I stared at their reactions. The purple one was smoothing back his antenna's in confusion. Zim's jaw slacked, and he stared wide-eyed at me. I smirked maliciously as the spotlight transferred from me to an Irken female in the entrance. She had purple eyes, curled antenna, and was wearing formal battle armor. As she stepped forward, a look of confusion crossed her face as I grinned at her. When she walked past me, I belted out another one of my vengeful lyrics.

Look, here she comes now
Bow down and stare in wonder
Oh, how we love you
No flaws when you're pretending

At my vocal jab, she turned and narrowed her eyes. I smirked toothily at her, and she charged at me. I was thrown back, yet landed on my feet this time. I continued.

But now I know she

Never was and never will be
You don't know how you've betrayed me
And somehow you've got everybody fooled

She tried to tackle me, and I barely dodged her. Tak was a skilled warrior, and I was a human girl. The consequences of my actions were going to haunt me. Her fist raised and I felt a shattering blow on my cheek. I fell, but miraculously held onto the microphone. I slowed down the pace of the song.

Without the mask.... where will you hide?
Can't find yourself...lost in your lies...

Her foot connected with my stomach, and I screeched in pain. She had kicked my so hard, I flew back towards the three Irken males. She was far away now; I could deal the climactic blow. Something that had been burning inside me for all those months of torture and pain. I stood, and faced Zim, pointing and practically screaming into the microphone.

I know the truth now!
I know who you are!
And I don't love you anymore!

His eyes had become slits of anger when I began battle with his mate, but now, after my words he seemed shocked. Antenna upright and forward, he blinked in what appeared to be hurt. I didn't care; I just wanted to cause him pain. Or at least embarrass him in front of his superiors. The other two squinted at me, more confused than anything else. They wouldn't understand. I don't even think Tak understood what I was doing. It was only between him, and me.

It never was and never will be!
You don't know how you've betrayed me!
And somehow you've got everybody fooled...

As true as my words, he feared that someone would discover what I was mentioning. He looked around in panic for a moment, then focused on me again. It was still about his stupid pride, even as I told him how I felt now, he was afraid someone would know of his past weakness. Tears streamed down my face, and I pointed once more.

Never was and never will be!
You're not real and you can't save me!
And somehow now you're everybody's fool!

I heard a noise behind me, and then darkness surrounded my vision. I heard someone call my name, before I passed out into a painful sleep. My last thoughts were of our meeting, and how happy we had been. I decided to dwell on those feelings.

(A/N:

So, what did you think? It was a spur of the moment thing, and I'm thinking about continuing this. What do you think? Review and tell me, because I don't know if I should. The next chapter, if I do continue, will be of how they met n' stuff. Don't forget, this is only the Prologue!

Disclaimer #2: Oh, and the song was Everybody's Fool, by Evanescence. I didn't write it, they did. I just liked the way it fit in with my story.

Well, Bai Bai!)