Hey people! This is my first fanfic so I need lots of reviews to know whether or not I should continue it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim. If I did it would still be on TV.
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"Piggy! Piggy, where are you?" Zim was in his labs experimenting with his ideas for ultimate DOOM! Nothing new, so to say. Gir was currently running around like a crazed maniac on chocolate. Apparently his rubber pig went missing and he needed him to help him make waffles.
"GIR! Quiet! I am trying to concentrate!"
"Ba-But my piggy is missing!" he sobbed. Now surrounded by a shallow pool of his tears, he let Zim speak.
"Did you check in your head? That's where you found it last time."
Sure enough, when he lifted up the top of his head and reached inside, he found a little pink pig. "Let's go Pig! We gonna make some waffles!" Zim just shrugged them off, and went back to testing a holographic projector he created.
He was about to try and create a better disguise (hopefully one with a nose and ears) when the screen above started blinking a bright red. On it beamed the Irken military symbol. "Incoming message from The Massive- urgent," his computer said dully.
Zim answered to see Red and Purple looking at him, amused.
"Uh, Zim, we would like to inform you that we will be taking a stop on planet Earth," Red started.
Zim stared, questioningly.
"and we'll be picking you up."
Zim was obviously confused.
"Have I upset you with the mission, my Tallest?" Zim asked.
"Well, sort of. You are to be put on trial."
"For what!?" Zim blurted out. "What did I do wrong this time?"
"Everything. You're going on trial for everything you have done that hurt the Irken Empire. They will decide what to do with you from there. Three days. That's how long you have till we stop by."
"But…..uh…what about my mission? I know more about earth than any other Irken. No one else is suited to take my place," Zim said desperately, searching for a way out of this situation.
Purple laughed, choking on a jelly-donut. Red elbowed him and he spit it back up, still laughing.
"Yeah, well Zim, we should of told you a long time ago but….."
"You're mission was given to you for a planet that wasn't supposed to exist.," Red finished for a 'now hysterically laughing' Purple.
Zim understood what this meant. He stared at his feet while Tallest Red spoke.
"So, see you in exactly three days time. Be there or we'll be forced onto the job of hunting you down and choosing your fate for ourselves," he said with a wry smile plastered onto his face. Without another word, the transmission was cut.
Zim was frozen in fear on the same spot for some time, that is until Gir barged in screaming "Taco man!" Once Zim's mind was back in what he thought was reality, he started to get a little, well, crazy (if there was possibly a level up from his original craziness).
"I can't go Gir! I…I just can't! I'll be killed! Have my squideelyspooch ripped out! Sent to Foodcourtia!" he was breathing heavily as Gir sat there giggling. He was clueless, of course.
"I have to find a way out of this…..Wait! Maybe I can acquire some cloaking technology from the Dib-stink's house! YES! I have no time to make my own." He was mumbling. Really, really fast. Gir thought it was funny, and he started laughing. Zim shot him a death glare as he walked away, heading upstairs so he could leave.
Sneaking into Dib's yard, he walked up to a side window and quietly lifted it open. "Inferior humans and their weak defenses." After climbing into the house, he quickly made his way down into the lab. There were numerous devices lingering around the room, most covered in dust and mold. He skimmed through the labels, but a certain remote-type-thingy caught his eye. It was labeled "Universal Transporter- Untested".
He plucked the machine from the shelves to get a better look. It was about the size of a television remote and had multiple buttons and levers on it. He pressed the blue ON button and a guide appeared on the screen. Zim read through it, awe-struck.
He could use this; to get away; from not only the Tallest but the Dib-beast too. Not to mention this stupid filthy dirt ball called Earth.
He stuck it into his PAK and headed out the room, grabbing another tool, too. He let out a cackle of success (very creepily) and snuck back out, unnoticed.
The next morning Zim was completely out of it. At skool, he paid no attention to anyone, not even Dib and his pointless "Alien" remarks. Ms. Bitters got so annoyed when Zim didn't answer her question on 'why the Earth will be doomed if he doesn't pay attention', that she threatened to put him in the underground classroom. At that point, he snapped out of his thoughts and flipped out.
"What's your problem, lady?! Can't you tell I'm busy thinking, unlike your weak human mind?! I don't need to listen to your crap right now!" The class stared, afraid that Ms. Bitters would take out her anger on one of them instead. "Besides, after tomorrow, I wont be seeing you stinky filth monsters again," he finished with a growl. Ms bitters just slumped back into her chair. NO kid had ever stood up to her, EVER. Or at least not in the same words. It was intimidating.
Zim left the skool in a good mood, well, for him at least. After making calculations in his head he concluded that his oh-so-brilliant plan should work. He didn't expect what was going to happen, though. Not at all.
Dib, as always, was suspicious. After hearing Zim's remark earlier that day, he decided to follow the alien to his base and hide out there. At least until he found out what was up with him.
Did he say he was leaving?! Maybe he finally gave up, but no, that's not like him at all.
He followed Zim as quietly as he could, flinching at any and every noise he made; afraid of blowing his cover. He spent the majority of the walk hiding in bushes, behind trees and behind trash cans. He didn't realize it, but he was making himself look like one of those fake spies from the movies. He got a few nasty stares from the random people walking the streets, too. Everyone thought he was crazy, so they didn't even bother asking. Dib didn't think that anyone would ever accept him for who he is, but hey, you don't know until it happens.
Zim walked past those oh-so-creepy gnomes and into his house, just in time to be greeted by his insane SIR unit. When he went inside, he plopped onto the couch to watch the Scary Monkey Show with Gir. Dib watched through the window for anything peculiar. Eventually, he became so bored out of his mind that he held a conversation with himself about Chickenfoot.
Isn't Zim supposed to be preparing for whatever horrible thing he'll be doing 'tomorrow'?
Dib fell asleep in the front yard, and those evil little demented garden gnomes dragged him out and onto the sidewalk. Surprisingly, even though he had been slammed onto the concrete, he still didn't wake up. He must've been watching too much mysterious mysteries the night before. That or maybe he was just unconscious.
After the Scary Monkey Show marathon was over, Zim got up off the couch and went down the secret entrance under his desk. He was going to the testing area of his labs. There, he took out the two devises he stole from Dib's lab. He was planning on trying them out ahead of time. He fiddled with the numerous buttons on the universal transporter and then pointed it at a certain rubber pig. He pulled a small red lever, backed up twenty feet, and the pig disappeared in a flash of white light. It would be sent at random to another universe.
He laughed triumphantly to see that it worked. He knew it did, because he had a tracking device on the pig. The reading on it said that there was a signal, but the coordinates were unknown to the computer's system. That, of course, was impossible; if it was on this Earth the computer could find it. If it was anywhere in this universe, it could find it, to be exact.
He was about to test the other tool on Gir when something hit him. Mentally, that is. No muffins were involved.
He had yet another idea, and it was..."Brilliant!" His smile widened as he shot the idea through his mind. It was perfect. The only problem is that he didn't have enough time to test it on just anyone. He would have to use himself as the test subject, this time. It was more of a long-term project. Besides, why would he want to test it on anybody else? This could gain him the revenge on the Tallest that he so desperately wanted. But it would have to wait till he figured out to move back and forth between this new place he was going to and his own universe. That might take a while, since the transporter sends you at random.
Oh-well. He would just get the supplies and complete this new task in the morning. It was an amazing idea, or at least amazing that it might just work. If he didn't perform the injection just right, it would fail, and he could die. He knew this, ironically.
He wastrying to escape death, right?
But it was too much of an opportunity to pass up. Plus, if he performed it on someone else, and it worked, they might just become powerful enough to overthrow him. And he wasn't going to let that happen.
After he had his little idea, he went back upstairs and sat down on his couch. The TV was off, and Gir had disappeared to who-knows-where. Everything was quiet. It was that same kind of silence as when the electric goes out after you just got finished watching a scary movie. Yeah, that kind.
Zim was smiling. It was a wicked, evil smile.
He just sat there, thinking about all of the power he could get if this new plan goes well. With these stupid humans out of the way, as well as the Tallest, he could do anything he wanted. He would have no boundaries.
The Tallest would be coming tomorrow, so he had to finish preparing today, preferably in the morning, just in case they didn't trust him enough to stay put. He would like to leave today, too. He just couldn't risk staying last minute. He knew how mad they would be if he attempted escape while they were there. Not that they wouldn't enjoy tracking him down to do what they please with him. They would torture him if they caught him in the middle of his runaway attempt. They would, and had every right to, torture him to death.
Brushing away the thoughts of his own doom, he walked through the kitchen to the door. He gave Gir an unaproving glare and shook his head before leaving. He was pouring soap and bits of bacon into his waffle mix. There were bubbles all over the place, and he was singing the Doom Song.
"Gir! I'm going for a walk, and you better have this place cleaned up before I get back!" Gir wasn't paying attention, nor did he care. Heck, he didn't even bother asking why Zim wasn't going to skool and why he wasn't even wearing his disguise. He knew telling Gir to clean up was pointless, but hey, it was worth a shot. He walked out the door and started off in the opposite direction of skool. He didn't really care that he wasn't in disguise at this point. He wouldn't see any of these filthy earth-pigs again after today, right? Maybe, if possible, the humans were a little less 'filthy' and 'stupid' where he would be going.
Dib woke up shortly after hearing Zim's yelling. Some random black and white dog walked by and Dib realized something: he smelled like dog piss. "Shit!" he whispered under his breath as he got up. He quickly jumped up and hid behind a bush in just enough time to escape Zim's view.
Soon after Zim walked by, Dib started to follow him, from a safe distance, that is. He was still half-asleep, so some of his thoughts were a little, well, off.
So I was right! He must be up to something serious if he would skip skool. Skipping skool could get people suspicious. That could blow his cover. Whatever he's doing must be worthwhile, for Zim at least. I'd be able to confront and expose him if there were enough people, but the place seems stranded.
After a few minutes of walking and hiding, he was totally awake. That's when he finally realized that for some reason, Zim wasn't wearing his cheap-looking disguise.
What, is he crazy?! Well, yeah, but that's not my point. Does he want to blow his cover? It doesn't make any sense! Maybe he is leaving. But why? Did he give up and decide to move onto another planet? Is he sick!? What the hell is up with this?
Off in the distance, Dib could see some kid on a bike coming this way. Disguise or not, Zim turned right and headed towards the kid. Dib, though confused, laid low and didn't do anything about it. He needed to know what this is all about, and maybe this kid will help provide some answers.
Zim's POV
There, a little way off, I saw the first answer to my problem. I needed some DNA for my experiment, and this kid made the mistake of being late for skool. Wonderful.
The kid on the bike seemed to be a human male, maybe a year or two older than the Dib-stink. From my observations, this Earth-pig-boy was very popular among the other students, and he had a reputation for being late.Who says Zim does not pay attention at skool now?
The boy was riding fast, and they would soon come face to face. He already knew how to stop an Earth-bike. As the kid came closer, I picked up a nice sized rock. The boy's eyes became wide as he saw me, and he started to slow down. Just to be sure he would stop, I aimed, and the rock flew through the air, hitting the target. He fell unconscious and lay on the ground sprawled out like a dead chicken. He was still alive, though. At least I didn't kill him, right? See? Zim can be nice if he feels like it.
Anyway, I took out my pair of scissors and a small round plastic container. I lifted up the filthy human's head and turned to my dark red scissors. I carefully snipped off some of his hair and stuffed it into my container. That was all I needed, but just for fun, I clipped off a few more chunks. "Have fun with your new hair human-dirt-pig!" I yelled, laughing at the foolish looking boy.
He started to wake up, and seeing me, he scrambled back onto his bike a rode off, just missing a tree. "Fear me! I AM ZIM!" I yelled in response to his reaction.
I put the plastic container into my PAK, and started making my way home.
Dib was too freaked out to go help the kid. Besides, he was pretty sure that same dude gave him a wedgie last Tuesday. He deserved to look like an idiot too for once in his life. He he he.
Dib still had no idea what the whole cut-off-the-hair thing was all about. All he knew was that it was freaky. Very, very, freaky. Well, Dib truly didn't care how much skool he was missing (his day would have been horrible anyway), so he decided to follow Zim back to his base.
When he got there Zim ran inside. From outside the odd-looking house, Dib could hear what sounded like numerous mechanical tools, like drills and such, but surely that wasn't what he was using when he had all of his Irken technology. After about ten minutes of listening to that crap, it was silent. At first Dib thought of going to look inside, but what he heard stopped him in his tracks.
There were screams, screams of pain. And they were... they were coming from Zim. Dib flinched at the agonizing screams. Those screams, though, after some time, started to mold into an cruel and evil laughter. "Yes! I am ALIVE! I didn't die! Gir! Come here!"
Dib ducked behind a gnome as Zim and Gir exited the house. They each held a sort of... remote like thing. They were both different. Zim actually had two, but promptly put the one into his PAK upon leaving the house. They both stood in front of the base, and Zim yelled to Gir, even though he was standing right next to him.
"Gir! Push the Big Red Button!"
"This one?"
"No Gir, that's orange."
"THIS ONE!?"
"Yes Gir."
The insane little robot pushed the button and the house; it started to fold, into a tiny little square. The wires came out from the neighboring houses and shrunk down into the puny box. It was about the size of a brick now, and just as heavy.
Dib watched the whole thing in amazement. But then, he heard something very peculiar. There was a really loud humming noise, and he looked up into the baby blue sky. There was a HUGE ship floating above the area. It was all different shades of a purplish-red color and had what looked like an Irken symbol on it.
Zim shrieked. "THEY'RE HERE! NOOOOO! It's the Massive Gir! They're here early!" He screamed as his hands moved at a steadfast pace across his remote, pushing various buttons.
The sound from the ship was getting unbearable, and the wind was picking up. Zim picked up his mini-house and held his feet steady on the ground, to keep the wind from knocking him over. Dib was holding onto his gnome which didn't fold away as the house did.
Then, Zim pulled down the lever.
Dib screamed.
Zim saw him and yelled for him to leave, but the wind was to loud and he couldn't hear anyway.
Besides, it was too late now.
A huge white light flashed and everything within a ten foot radius disappeared. Including Dib.
SO THERE YA GO! My first chappy. Please review, and tell me if you like it or not. cause if i don't get some "i like it" reviews, i might dump the story, and i didn't even get to the good part yet! So thanks for reading and remember: Beware the floating ham! please review.