"So let me get this straight," Tallest Red said. "You're going to 'modify' and then release an epidemic on... whatever lives there?"
Zim nodded vigourously. "Yes, my Tallest." He clasped his hands together. "The humans won't know what hit them."
The purple Tallest tilted his head. "That sounds stupid."
"Oh, I assure you, my Tallest," the invader replied. "My amazing plan will work."
The Tallest glanced at each other before looking back to Zim. "Okay, Zim," Tallest Red said, touching his fingers together. "Carry out this... plan... of yours, and report back to us with progress."
The Invader saluted excitedly. "Yes my Tallest!" His image disappeared off the screen a moment later.
Tallest Red then pressed a button, and spoke into a microphone. "Call Janitor Drone Tak to us," he stated.
A flurry of "Yes, my Tallest!"s rang from the receiver. Tallest Purple watched his partner, silently anticipating what he was planning.
The short purple-eyed Irken stood in front of the Tallest, looking up and awaiting her assignment.
"Invader Tak," Tallest Purple addressed her.
"Yes, my Tallest."
"We are sending you on a mission to planet Earth," Tallest Red told her.
Tak flinched, biting her tongue as to not lash out. Though she despised the thought of going back to that wretched planet, and seeing him, she was not foolish enough to argue with the Tallest. Their word was law.
"You are going to take over Zim's mission," Tallest Purple explained.
"And if you can kill him while you're at it, all the better," Tallest Red added. "Then you're going to conquer the planet and wait for the Armada to arrive."
"Any questions?"
"No sirs," Tak answered.
"Good," Tallest Red said. "You can leave as soon as you're ready."
Tak saluted, then turned on heel and marched off, already planning how she would complete her mission.
Zim growled in frustration. Human diseases were much more complicated that he had originally thought. The formula existed. He knew the formula to make the perfect epidemic was there. He already had a base- the variola. He just needed to assemble the formula to make it more powerful. He had the scientific know-how, and the tools, he just needed to figure it out.
The Irken slammed his fist on the counter. He had helped perfect the infinite energy producing thingy and its superior counter-part, the infinite energy absorbing thingy! Both of which had required major brain power to create, and yet, he was stumped by a stupid formula!
The invader growled again before rubbing his eyes. He should take a break. Getting angry about this would do nothing but create more problems, and most likely, flaws. Several times he had thought he had done it, had created the perfect formula, only to discover flaws in it.
Zim forced himself away from the planning table, and stretched. If he had ever felt gratitude, or really anything besides superiority and anger, towards the Dib for anything, it would be for destroying his horrendously annoying SiR unit, GiR. Sure, he might miss having an evil robot minion to do his evil bidding, but without GiR around, he found it surprisingly easier to focus on plans, and get important stuff done. He had no idea why he hadn't destroyed the thing sooner.
He thought about various things, distracting himself from his previous anger. Then he thought about Skool. He humoured himself for a few minutes, before realizing that he hadn't been to Skool for almost an entire Earth week!
Surely the humans had noticed~ It was a wonder that the Earth authorities hadn't been alerted to his base! Zim began to hyperventilate, pressing himself against the counter. He'd be brought to a human dissection lab, and the Dib would have a human field day with his inner-organs and blood candies! That stupid Dib with his enourmous big he-!
Wait. The Irken's system still felt like it was on hyperdrive, but his mind was clearing. The Dib was dead. The filthy stink-worm wouldn't be around to notice anyone, and so the Irken's disappearance would seem less suspicious without the Dib to point it out.
Zim's system levels were almost at a normal functioning level now. Still, he thought he should attempt to attend Skool more often, as to hopefully not arouse anymore suspicion than necessary. He wouldn't go today, though. No, not today. He had work to do. He'd go tomorrow. Yes, yes, tomorrow.
The almighty invader turned back to his work. He had calmed, and was now ready to take on the challenge again.
Tak didn't have much to pack. The drones, much to her dismay, had disposed of her SiR unit's parts, and had disposed of the escape pod. On a whole, Irkens don't usually have many personal possessions, and what they do possess is usually very easily stored in their PAKs, so beside a few things, Tak was already ready to leave.
Even though the engineers had just recently inspected and taken care of the Voot, Tak still looked it over and checked for faults. One couldn't be too careful with these things. She remembered when one Irken- or was it a Vortian?- had failed to inspect their vehicle, and had ended up suffocating in the vacuum of space. That wasn't something she wanted to do.
Tak walked around the vehicle a few times, pressing at parts, and bending over to inspect notches. Finally, after finding no faults on the outside, she opened the flexiglass dome shield, and climbed in. The Irken did a brief inspection of the controls before shutting the shield and inspecting that as well.
Satisfied with the perfection of the ship, she started it up. The pod raised up a few feet, hovering above the ground. Tak messed with a few of the controls, adjusting temperature, air pressure, oxygen levels, things such as that. After a few more minutes of messing around, she was ready to go. The Irken dialed her leaders on the small screen that was on the dash. She waited a few moments before the tall Irken leaders appeared on screen.
"My Tallest," Tak greeted.
The Tallest nodded, not replying. The purple Tallest leaned over and whispered something to the red one. The red Tallest gained an annoyed look.
"I will be leaving now," the female Irken continued. "I expect to arrive to Earth within a few hours."
Tallest Red touched his finger tips together. "Remember, you're taking over his mission. Something you might want to know, is that he's creating a deadly virus, that may also be deadly to Irkens. If you can somehow get a hold of that, all the better for your mission."
Tak nodded. "Yes, my Tallest." She saluted before ending the call.
Gaz sat in her room. It was dark. She was on her Game Slave 2, blasting away at zombies. It was a fairly new game, and it was pretty cool. It wasn't as cool as the original one, plot-wise, but the graphics were better.
The girl mashed the buttons expertly, shooting the virtual zombies. They cried out as they were killed. There was no time for thoughts or mistakes, only action and reaction. Zombies began to come faster and faster at her virtual persona, and Gaz shot faster and faster. Soon, zombies were surrounding her character, and a wave of zombies crashed over her.
A "GAME OVER" flashed onto the screen with "QUIT" and "START OVER" flashing under it. The girl moodily tossed her game onto the other side of her bed.
"Stupid zombies," she muttered darkly. As she sat there, her mind began wandering to two almost real-life zombies that she knew- Zim and Dib. Zim killed Dib, what are you going to do about it?
True, her brother had been annoying. He had been dumb, with his big head and stupid obsession over "paranormal" lore. But, he had been her brother, her own flesh and blood. Yes, she would miss him, but she would never admit it. Not to anyone. The girl thought about getting her revenge on Zim. How would she do it, though?
She could probably just march up to him and wring his neck. But, she wanted to make him hurt, badly. Her father had plenty of tools that could be used for malevolent purposes. Gaz glanced back at her game. What was Zim working on, anyways? Dib would usually freak out when Zim didn't come to Skool, because it usually meant the alien was up to something. Could he be up to something? She bet he was.
With Dib out of the way, he would have an easier time attempting to take over the Earth. Was he intelligent enough to do such a thing? Probably not. The Earth wasn't Gaz's concern anyways. She just wanted revenge on Zim. She wanted to make him suffer. When she got done with him, he would wish she'd have just killed him.
Gaz grinned grimly. She knew what she was doing.
The purple-eyed Irken watched out of the shield, bored. Trips were not her favorite thing. They were way, way down on her "things I like to do" list, and she often avoided long trips if she could. Tak was a person of "doing", not "waiting." Most of her life, she'd been more of the action type, restlessly working. Waiting was not working. It was sitting around and being useless. Nonetheless, she could handle it. There wasn't much she could not handle. After all, invaders could handle most anything. She was not an exception.
Distant pin-points of light flew by her. Space was a fascinating thing that most did not stop to ponder. Even at warp drive, it still took a while to get from Point A to Point B. That is, if they were far away enough. For physics claim that nothing that nothing can travel faster than light, by human standards.
For Irkens, their technology had far surpassed human physics. They could travel faster than light, but to do so, they must use the "Warp Drive" feature in ships. If they were to use it outside of a ship, just by themselves, they would be crushed by the intense speed.
Irksns had most of the arm of their galaxy, the Scutum-Centaurus Arm, mapped out. Earth, however, was located in a different section of the galaxy. An arm, if you will. The Orion-Cygnus arm, where Earth was located, was many light years away from the Scutum-Centaurus Arm, so it would take a little more than a few Earth hours to reach at Warp Drive from Irk.
Tak slowly blinked, her antennae twitching. The tiny pin points of light rushing by her provided a calming effect. Those lights were distant stars and galaxies, that may not even be there anymore. Those lights were thousands upon thousands of light years away, which meant light had been traveling thousands upon thousands of years to reach that exact spot.
The Irken sighed. The Voot was silent. It was one of those newer versions that didn't produce any sound. Outside of the Voot, one would not hear anything. Not that it mattered in space. One could not hear anything in space, since the sound waves had nothing to bounce off of.
Tak slouched slightly in her seat. She debated whether or not to go into sleep mode, but in the end, she decided to stay awake. If something happened, she needed to be wide awake to deal with it.
A/N: Omfg I've had this chapter written since last April or so and I just got around to typing it up I'm so sorry oh my god. I can't promise quick updates, but I will try harder. I've been easing away from the Invader Zim fandom and focusing on different projects, but I promise I will finish this. Also sorry for the short chapter again hhh I will try to write longer chapters. Alsoo sorry for showing my inner space-nerd eheh.