Taking Down The Armada
Chapter One
I do not own Invader Zim or the Irken species. They belong to the almighty Jhonen Vasquez. I'm just using them in this fanfic. Warning there will be some ZADR later. Hope everyone likes it.
Five years, five long years on Earth, Zim sat at his console in the lab bored out of his mind. The only amusement he had now was the Dib-thing. The human still hadn't figured out that the almighty Zim had been banished to this filthy rock for the rest of his days. He still pretended to make evil plans to take over, just to get a rise out of the taller human. Zim couldn't complain, he was taller than most of his people now.
Since Earth's gravity was lighter and a bit of fiddling with his pak, he shot up well like a weed. For a time he was taller than the Dib-beast which amused him greatly, but all good things have to come to an end. He was a slender "5'2" and even though he was lanky by human standards, he was well muscled for an Irken and dare he say sexy.
He snickered at his own thought of the Tallest being jealous. He knew his lean body was suited for agility, so the occasional game of chase with the Dib was quite hilarious, seeing as he had trouble following Zim through tight spaces. He snorted back a laugh remembering one time the Dib had gotten stuck.
'Incoming Call From Planet Irk.' The computer called loudly overhead startling Zim out of his chair. 'It's a distress signal, sir.' The AI told his master while he was getting off the floor with a groan. "Computer, put the call through." Zim ordered irritated at his computer for startling him.
'Ah, yes sir...' The computer grumbled in an annoyed bored tone. The screen opened to reveal an ethereal Irken beauty. 'Gar, hold the door a little a longer!' She snapped her deep dark black orbs turning back to him. Zim was floored that this beauty had called him, he was sure his jaw was hanging wide open like a broken mailbox door.
'I am Princess Ceres of Irk. Please banished invader, I need your help. The Tallest Red wants more power by forcing me into a union with him. My small crew and I need a way of escape soon. I fear they will destroy our race. Please hurry they're taking my brother and I to the Armada.' The transmission cut leaving a shocked to silence Zim still staring at the black screen, wondering what on Irk had just happened.
A couple blocks away a sixteen year old Dib sat on his roof laptop and headphones beside him. He heard everything and was smirking like a mad man. "Banished invader, huh." He whispered to himself, his smirk growing bigger. Gathering his equipment he easily slid down the pipe, slipping into his window. Tossing his things on the bed, he crawled off it glancing at his reflection in the mirror as he passed with a satisfied smirk.
Racing down the stairs and out the front door before Gaz or his father could even notice him, not that he really cared what they thought anymore. It wasn't like he was important to them anyway.
Walking a familiar path to his long time rival's base. He knew that the Irken would definitely need help for this one, there was no way he could alone, even if he had a lot of good luck. The many times he had saved the human race from his own misguided plans, Dib felt the least he could do was offer a little help and rub it in that he was banished of course.
Cautiously he approached the fenced in yard, expecting the lawn gnomes to start firing lasers at him like usual. When they didn't he was surprised and a little suspicious. Quickly, he scurried up to the strange front door finding it slightly ajar.
Poking his head inside it was eerily quiet on the house level, no Gir or Mini Moose to be found. Slinking cautiously into the kitchen, he crammed himself into the fridge/elevator, wondering how the hell Zim did this everyday, but his thoughts silenced when the elevator door shut automatically taking him down to the alien menace's lab.
He knew something was up, but he couldn't exactly escape crammed in this thing. The door opened causing Dib to fall out unceremoniously on the cold metal floor. Opening his eyes to find a smirking Irken standing over him, hands on his slender hips that now looked slightly wider to Dib for some reason, his magenta orbs narrowed on the human on his lab floor.
"Well well,If it isn't the Dib-beast sprawled out on my floor. What brings you here so late, human?" He asked a sinister smirk taking over, his eyes seeming to glow with dark amusement.
Dib smiled nervously knowing he was in deep trouble at the moment, slowly he got into a sitting position feeling a bit sheepish for falling right into the Irken's trap if that's what it was.
"Oh, I just uh came to ask how your banishment was going?" Dib replied nervously a shaky chuckle escaping knowing he was definitely caught in something. The Irken's smirk broadened a half satisfied sound came from the shorter male.
"Easedropping on Zim's transmissions again, I see." He purred in an amused tone, his magenta orbs set alight with mischief. Dib threw his hands up in mock surrender, still a little uneasy with the Irken's unusual behavior.
"I I I want to call a truce and help you. I've never heard you so silent. It made me curious." Dib explained honestly still uneasy over Zim's calm demeanor. Zim's lekku twitched as he studied the human, he knew he would come here it was the perfect way to get his help.
"Why would you help Zim? Zim is curious now." He asked his arms folding across his chest, hip cocking to one side watching the human get to his feet finally. "For all the times you saved Earth when you didn't have too. The least I could do is offer to help you." He replied watching warily as the Irken walked closer to him. Zim slowly walked around behind the Dib-thing his gloved fingers gliding across the material of the teen's trench coat causing an involuntary shiver, he smirked satisfied returning to face him looking up into his amber orbs.
"Well Zim supposes he could use your help. Zim will show you the reason for his silence. Zim has only heard rumors of her. Zim didn't anticipate her calling him of all the Irkens out there or for her to be so beautiful, Zim was expecting a hideous old hag." Zim explained quite casually as he turned walking over to his computer. Dib followed cautiously he studied the Irken, his eyes somehow wondered down to the Irken's hips. He snapped out of it the minute the recording began to play wondering what the hell was wrong with him.
His reaction was much the same as Zim's, jaw hanging open, his eyes wide with a fascinated gleam in them. Zim felt a twinge of what he assumed was the Irken equivalent of jealousy, which he didn't understand. "Wow, she really is that beautiful. Some of her features remind me of you. So when do you intend on leaving?" Dib asked curiously turning to look at Zim. "Zim is hoping to leave by tomorrow night, if Zim can get the voot runner's acceleration up. It took Zim six months to get here. She doesn't have that kind of time."