FYI: This Story is A ZADR AU of The original Invader Zim TV Series that aired on nickelodeon where Zim is actually a well-respected and successful invader, who is loved by his leaders, and his people. He has a good disguise and fits in perfectly with the humans, and befriends Dib, and lives a double life while trying to keep his secret under wraps.
Zim is not short in this AU he is average human height. Also All characters are aged up for obvious reasons. So just think of invader Zim happening in high school instead of grade school. I wanted to write a story with a smart respected Zim, and give my readers a feel for what the series would have been like if Zim wasn't defective, and was actually appreciated for his loyalty, and tireless efforts. I also added a little ZADR twist because who doesn't like ZADR? Also, this is different from my Prince AU series. Zim is just a regular Irken in this story with no royal heritage.
Disclaimers: I do not own Invader Zim
Author's Notes: Okay so I finally found a way to work Dark Harvest into this series. Please let me know what you guys think.
With that said please enjoy Chapter 3!
Chapter 3: Dark Harvest (Part 1)
(Back with Dib and Zim…)
[Location: Homeroom…]
They had known that the peace would not last and yet neither of them thought it would be shattered in such a bizarre way.
Homeroom had begun as it normally did, Mrs. Bitters gave roll call and then began to go on and on about the impending doom of the world. Honestly it was like the woman was trying to prepare her students for the alien invasion without telling them that one was actually already in the works.
Dib personally found the idea brilliant and wondered why he never thought to do the same. 'I wonder if everyone would find me less crazy if I just screamed "DOOOOMED" over and over again.'
Zim however, rolled his eyes at her efforts, the human race was as gullible as they came, minus a chosen few. Heck at this rate Zim was sure he could run around in his true form with nothing but a wig and some fake eyes as a disguise; and these idiots would probably still buy his lies of being normal. It was like Earth was begging to be conquered.
Suddenly Recap kid, or Melton as he is more commonly known comes bursting through the door. He looks a little green and he is wobbling as he walks.
"Melton you're late!" Mrs. Bitters screeched, the sound is almost inhuman, reminding Dib that his initial suspicions of her not being human might actually be true. However, before he can think further on the matter Melton leans on the door frame as if for support.
"I'm not feeling so well…" He admitted before falling over.
Mrs. Bitters springs into action and races to his side so fast even Zim has a hard time following the movement.
'Okay note to self.' Zim thought as he had his PAK make a mental note. 'Figure out what Mrs. Bitters really is.'
Mrs. Bitters examines the fallen child and shakes him lightly. "Melton?" She asked. "Melton can you hear me?"
The child gives no response as Mrs. Bitters continues to look him over, suddenly her eyes widen and she looks to Zim.
Zim froze on the spot as her eyes look at him almost accusingly, 'Does she think I did this' He wonders. 'Did Lard Nar tell her who I really am?' Yes, it was no secret to Zim that Lard Nar knew who he reality was, their conversation upon the Vort's arrival was far too familiar to be a coincidence. In fact, it was almost identical to the conversation they had when Zim had arrived on Vort for the first time all those years ago. And yet, neither the Swollen Eyeball nor the Galactic Alliance had made a move to apprehend them.
Which could only mean one thing.
'He didn't tell them about me.' He thought. 'And I'm not telling the Tallest about them.'
So why was Mrs. Bitters looking at him like he had just killed this boy?
Mrs. Bitter's eyes softened at his reaction, at first she thought Zim had done this, but upon seeing his shock expression she changes her mind. Irkens were never good liars, and his reaction looks too honest to be fake. 'He didn't do this.' She realized. However, the realization does little to comfort her fears. She could tell by looking at this boy that something was seriously wrong with him. His appearance told her it was something internal though she couldn't figure out what. "Dib call 911." She instructed. "Miz help me move him to the clinic." It takes them a moment to respond to her commands, and to her surprised Dib actually snaps out of it before Zim can manage to get a hold of himself.
'He's been thrown off his game.' She realizes 'This must be the work of that female, Tak.' Thanks to Lard Nar's arrival the Swollen Eyeball had learned the identity to the female Irken who was currently targeting Dib and Zim. "Miz we need to hurry." She insisted.
"Right!" Zim shook his head as he got to his feet and ran over to help. Dib was already on the phone with the operator requesting that an ambulance be sent right away. He hangs up the phone and rushes over to help them move Melton.
Melton moans as they pick him up and begin carrying him down the hall towards the clinic.
"What's wrong with him?" Dib asked franticly.
"Not sure." Mrs. Bitter admitted as she forced them to quicken there pace. "His symptoms seem to suggest something internal. I won't know until we get a look at him." She says as they make to the Clinic where a stretcher is waiting for him.
Once they place him down gently Dib pulls out his phone. "What we need is a way to look at him on the inside." He pulls up an App called "Crop Circles" magazine!
"What are you doing?" Zim asked slightly annoyed. Leave it to a human to get on his phone the moment a disaster happens. The Irken found it silly that a race could depend on a single device as if it was important as their next breath.
"I'm looking for something that can help us." Dib told him. He stops as an ad for an item appears from within the app. "Personal x-scopes." He said. "I think this will work."
"What do they do?" Zim asked as he looked to Mrs. Bitters. The teacher was talking to the EMT's who had just arrived to load Melton into the Ambulance.
"It allows you to look at people's insides." Dib explained.
"Well I don't mean to rush you but our test subject is getting away." Zim warned him.
Dib looked up to see that it was true Melton was indeed being hauled away. "I'll still get them." He told Miz. "Something tells me this has something to do with our Irken friends."
"You think it's Zim?" Zim asked knowingly.
"Well no." Dib admitted. "I mean I know I blamed him for the germ thing, but this is too extreme." Dib explained. "The other one, Tak she seems to be more of the risk taker."
Zim nodded. "Yes Zim would never make such a scene it might risk exposer of his existence to our government."
"But why would she?" Dib asked. "Isn't she risking herself too if it works?"
"Perhaps she hopes exposing Zim will distract us, allowing her to move more freely." Zim answered the obvious.
Dib nodded as he went to order the personal x-scopes. "Using Zim as a distraction would give her an edge." He admitted as he finished the order. "Okay they should be here soon." He told Miz.
Zim nodded, not in the least bit worried about the purchase. The personal x-scopes were a good idea, besides His disguise was equipped to make him look as human as possible. That included his inner organs, if anyone were to give him an x-ray they would see normal human bones. And a CAT scan would reveal normal human organs. So as always he was in the clear, but that might not be the case for Tak.
'If she's using outdated gear like I think she is we might actually be able to use them to see her. Even if she's invisible' he thought.
"Do you think we can use them to see Tak when she's cloaked?" Dib asked, obviously thinking the same thing.
"Maybe." Zim answered. "From what I've seen Irken tech is pretty advance."
"Won't hurt to try." Dib said as Mrs. Bitter turned to address them.
"We're going back to class now." She instructed them.
"But shouldn't we investigate?" Dib asked.
"Dark Booty will take care of it." She assured them, but whispered lowly. "Don't get involved in less you have to."
Zim nodded, obviously Tak was trying to target him again, and since Dib had as bad habit of being so close to him he too was in danger. The fact that Dib was in her line of fire actually struck fear in the male Irken, though he couldn't explain why. But for some reason, he had an unmistakable urge to protect the boy beside him.
Which was exactly what Tak was counting on!
'She knows about us.' Zim realized. Though he had to admit he wasn't surprised the Irken female found out. After all, they weren't actually trying to keep their relationship a secret from anyone. But did Tak know his feelings were real? Or did she just assume he was using Dib as part of his cover. 'Either way I can't let her find out these feelings are real.' He said. 'She'd use it to her advantage.'
Zim clenched his fist in rage, just the thought of Tak threatening Dib caused him to see red, reminding him just how far he had let his defective feelings run wild. He shook his head as he, Dib, and Mrs. Bitters reentered the classroom and took their seats.
"Now as I was saying." Mrs. Bitters grabbing the attention of the class who had been muttering softly to one another. "Ring around the rosy refers to the horrible symptoms of a terrifying disease!"
Zim gave her a weird look, "Ring around the rosy? Seriously?" he asked openly, but Mrs. Bitters payed him no mind.
Suddenly a delivery man walks in the room with a package. "Uh delivery for a Dib Membrane?" He asked
"That was quick." Zim noted out loud as Dib got to his feet.
"I had it expressed." Dib explained as he went to take the package and sign for it.
"No fair!" Tina said. "How come Dib is allow to receive Packages?"
"SILENCE!" Mrs. Bitters screams as the Delivery man runs away fearfully at her outburst. "Dib no more strange packages at school!"
"Yes Mrs. Bitters." Dib answered trying to hide his smile. He had never once been the favorite student before, but he was beginning to think that he just might be hers.
"Awe she likes you." Miz teased openly.
Dib gave his boyfriend a half-hearted punch in the arm. "Jerk."
"And then the rats came for them, thousands of them. Dirty, dirty, rats!" Ms. Bitters hissed, going on. "And these weren't the cuddly kind of rats you get in today's sewers!"
Suddenly Peg comes racing into the class "Uh Mrs. Bitters?" She asked fearfully.
"Again!" She asked Dib knowingly.
Dib gives her an innocent look. "I didn't call her."
"It's an emergency!" Peg insisted as she grabbed both Dib and Zim by the arm.
Dib pulls out the two personal x-scopes he ordered and handed one to Zim "Put this on." He instructed.
Zim obeyed and looked around the room to see the organs of his classmates all around him. "Neat." He admitted.
"And what kind of an emergency is that?" Mrs. Bitters asked, looking suspicious.
"Gaz has a …..Pencil lodged in her…Brain!" Peg said, obviously lying.
"How far is it?" Mrs. Bitters asked smiling slyly.
"Uh…" Peg struggled. "Pretty far?"
Mrs. Bitters sighed. "Fine, it's not like I'm teaching anything important here." She said, searching her desk for a hall pass.
"What's so important about ring around the rosy and rats?" Zim asked pushing the X-scopes to the top of his head.
Mrs. Bitters shook her head. "You poor clueless child." She said shuffling around some more. "Sorry Dib I only have one normal hall pass." She said taking out a metal ring with two blinking lights and placing it around Zim's neck. "If you leave school grounds it will explode." She told him.
Zim's eyes widened. "What kind of school is this?"
"Dib, you will have to take the auxiliary hall pass!" Mrs. Bitters went on, ignoring Zim's comment. She pointed at an old radiator that had "Hall Pass" spray-painted on it.
"You want me to lug that around?" He asked.
"Our school budget is suffering." Mrs. Bitters explained.
"But you can afford hall passes that explode?" Zim asked as Dib walked over to the radiator.
Dib froze. "Does this explode too?" He asked fearfully.
"No…" Mrs. Bitters answered. "Wait…probably." She admitted.
"You know I think we're more threatened by this school than Tak." Zim said to her.
"No time!" Peg insisted as she rushed them out. "We have a crises to handle." She grabbed Zim by the arm and pulled him along.
"But its Dib's sister." Zim complained. "Why do I have to go?"
Dib grunted as he dragged the radiator behind him as they walked out into the hall. "And how did she get a pencil lodged in her brain?"
"She didn't." Zim said rolling his eyes at the boy. He then looked to Peg knowingly. "BTW you are the worse liar ever."
Peg blushed sheepishly. "I know." She whined. "But there really is something wrong with Gaz." She assured them.
"What?" The boys asked in unison as they entered the clinic once more.
"That." Peg said pointing at Gaz who was sitting in the waiting area.
Gaz looked fine enough, however She was POKING herself near her stomach…What the?
Dib put on his X-scopes and gasped Gaz's Game Slave was inside of her in place of her actual stomach organ which seemed to be gone. "Gaz?!" He exclaimed.
"Don't bother me, Dib. I'm in the zone." Gaz mumbled.
Dib bit his lip worryingly "Miz…"
"I see it." Zim responded, his X-scope was also trained on Gaz.
"What is it?" Peg asked fearfully.
Dib was about to answer when the Secretary who was sitting behind the check in counter cut in.
"Are any of you here to see the green kid?" She asked.
"The green kid?" Zim prompted.
"Yes the green child." She went on. "He's right over there doubled over in pain!" She said cheerfully, pointing at a bench sitting across from Gaz.
The child was obviously a freshman and was doubled over in pain, moaning horribly. "The meowing! The meowing!" He shouted, his skin visibly green with sickness.
"The meowing?!" Zim asked, obviously confused.
"He's missing his liver. That's how some kids react to the cafeteria food. The lucky ones." Secretary explained.
Frowning, Dib pulled the x-scope over his eyes, and an x-ray view of the boy revealed…YES! His liver had been replaced with a hall pass similar to the one Miz had now. Dib's eyes go wide, as he clenched his fist. "It's Tak! It has to be! She's stealing organs and replacing them with... stuff!"
"Are you sure it's Tak?" Peg asked.
"Yes." Zim stated. "She's trying to distract us, or something." He shook his head. Honestly, he had no idea what that female was up to. Stealing Organs! Was she mad? And what was with this meowing?
"We have to do something." Peg insisted.
"Like what?" Zim asked. "Scream to our class mates that an alien is trying to steal their organs like a bunch of lunatics?"
Peg gasped and Zim froze as he remembered that this was a sensitive subject for Dib.
"Uh no offense." He told him.
Dib smiled. "No it's okay I did sound pretty crazy back then." He admitted. "Anyway He's right no one will believe us."
"So what do we do?" Peg asked.
"We track her down ourselves." Zim suggested. "We'll start by looking for Dark Booty. Mrs. Bitters said he would start looking into this."
"I'll stay with Gaz." Peg said sitting down beside her. "If more people show up I'll let you know."
Dib and Zim nodded before sharing a look.
"These are serious odds." Zim warned him. "Zim toyed with us, but this Tak seems to be playing for keeps."
Dib nodded. "You watch my back, and I'll watch yours." He told him.
"Agreed." Zim answered before they set off to find Dark Booty not noticing a part of the vent shaft was opening within the clinic.
Suddenly as a clear bowl like instrument was being lowered over the secretary's head…
Peg notices and goes to warn her but it's too late for her, it's too late for any of them.
Instantly another part of the vent shaft opened up above her, She looks up to see a similar bowl and…a Cat?
"Meow." The cat sneered as the bowl inched closer to its prey.
Peg goes to scream, but it's no use seconds later the damage is already done.
Tak laughs full heartedly as another precious human organ is added to her collection. "Excellent work Mimi." She tells her Sir unit. "And now that we have our target's attention let's go play."
"Meow?" Mimi asked.
"I think it's time Zim and I finally had a face to face…" And with those final words she raced off through the vents to find Zim with her faithful companion close behind.
-To Be Continued
