Disclaimer: I don't own the people/ characters in this story. The only person I own isShay and then I don't even know about that sometimes. The Invader Zim cast belongs to Jhonen V. (aka the one who thought of Invader Zim). Starsha belongs to herself and isShay's little sister. I thought the little brat would be good as an almost Gaz like sister. The other items, buses, food names, ect., also don't belong to me.
Time: 5:13PM Place: in a small town by the name of GreenSpring
I sat at my computer typing away. I sighed as I read over what I just wrote. (Another story.) I thought to myself. (That is going to never get finished.)
My little sister was probably reading somewhere in the house and totally ignoring me. Of course who wouldn't ignore me, I am annoying.
(I wish something more interesting would happen. Like one of my stories would come to life.) I thought while typing another sentence. I sighed and laughed to myself, (Oh yeah I could imagine Oiamon on my lap right now. Or Biz. Oh yeah or turn myself into my fan character Zane. That sounds like real fun) I rolled my eyes at that last thought.
My music played softly on the computer as I typed. The sound didn't last long though. A huge screech and crash echoed through the house and shook ever window.
"What the frill was that?" I exclaimed as I jumped up out of my chair.
"Probably some low fling plane." Starsha yelled as soon as everything went silent. Then she added, "Now shut up before I shut you up."
"Yeah, yeah." I replied dismissing the threat with a wave of my hand. I ran to the door and went outside. "It could not be a low fling plane." I mumbled to myself.
I got to the back yard and gasped. My jaw dropped in astonishment. "That was definitely no low fling plane." I whispered as I walked up to a hole the size of a Greyhound bus that was in our backyard.
I leaned over the edge of it and gasped again.
Time: 3:13PM Place: base of the invader, Zim.
"GIR!" a voice echoed through an alien base beneath a home in a secluded part of a city almost in the middle of nowhere.
"Yes sir." A little robot with red eyes saluted his master. After the salute was done the robot's eyes turned a light shade of blue and a grin swept across its face.
"GIR, prepare the Voot Runner. We have a small mission to prepare for." Said the voice that called its partner. The voice belonged to Zim, and Irken Invader sent to earth to take over the puny planet.
"Okidoki." The little robot said happily and turned around to go prepare the ship. He stopped and turned around again, "Where are we going master?"
"We are going to orbit this puny ball of filth and destroy the things they call satellites. Then we launch an attack on a small country and wait." Zim replied as he nit his brow in concentration of his plan.
"Why?" GIR asked.
"Because that will cause them to attack another filthy country and they will destroy themselves, GIR."
"Oh, I like that show."
"Whatever GIR, just go and get the Voot Runner ready." Zim said in reply to GIR's statement.
In a few moments the Voot runner was heading toward space. Dodging some older useless space debris Zim headed toward a satellite that was in use. He took careful aim and fired at the satellite.
What came next was totally unexpected. The explosion that followed the hit of the satellite some how ripped open a dimensional rip in space. The Voot Runner was unexpectedly sucked through the rip and it closed after them with only debris from the target left.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Zim screamed as they were flung in circles. The G-forces soon knocked him out.
A monotone mechanical voice came up, "Re-entry into atmosphere immanent. Crash landing will occur in exactly three minutes and forty seconds."
GIR started to scream and run around the ship in pure panic. He knew that if the ship blew up then both of them might not survive and he wouldn't get any more tacos to eat. GIR made a quick decision and started to slow the ship down.
"Thirty seconds to crash." The voice said again.
"I know that." GIR replied not thinking about it.
"Speed reduced, chances of surviving crash landing 90. Crash in 5.4.3.2.1."
The ground came hurtling toward the ship. On impact the little robot's power supply was disconnected and his world blacked out.