avatar: This is the moment you've all been waiting for: this is when the action starts. Notice the way Dommination Industries operates: their military precision, their relentless tactics, and the fact that they always plan two moves ahead. Lio will do the disclaimer.

Lio: avatarjk137 does not own Invader Zim, even if he bought a DVD. Avatarjk137 does, however, own Kloof, Reapir, my fellow bounty hunters and I, and the contents of this story.

Chapter 3

Phase 1

Domm landed cleanly on the roof of the small, green and purple home. The home stood out from the others around it due to the coloring and size, not to mention the various poor attempts at lawn decorations and the 'men's room' sign on the front door. His Pak confirmed that this odd residence housed the base of none other than Invader Zim. "Holy snacks, he's an idiot," Domm muttered. "Hunter Lead in position. Copy?"

"Hunter 1 getting in position." Erris swung through a window of the house. Gir was watching The Scary Monkey Show, and failed to notice her at all. "Hunter 1 in position. Sir Unit appears to be malfunctioning, as usual."

"Hunter 2 in position," Edh radioed in from the ship. "I guess I'm stuck with fire support today, eh, big boy?" Domm sighed.

"Hunter 3 in position," Lio confirmed, from atop a house up the street from Zim's. "Zim is walking home now, with a small human. There are several humans out and about on the street."

"Confirmed," Domm said. "Hunter 1, should we launch the probe?"

"Affirmative, Hunter Lead."

"You heard her, Hunter 2, launch the probe."

"Probe targeted… probe launched."

"Probe will activate in 40 seconds, Hunter 3," Domm said. "On activation, initiate Phase 1."

"No! I'm not going to tell you about the Hawaiian Islands!" Dib said. "It's important that I don't tell you…" he struck a dramatic pose, and his glasses flashed. "FOR THE FATE OF HUMANITY!"

"FINE! The magnificent ZIM has other methods of finding about filthy Earth locations," Zim hissed. Dib had followed Zim the entire way home to continue their argument. "I don't see why you try to save your horrible planet anyway. "Everybody here hates you and your enormous head!"

"HEY! My head's not that big!"

"Ha! I could park the Massive on your gargantuan skull!" Zim had a good laugh over this, but Dib stopped and looked worried.

"Do you ever get the feeling you're being watched, Zim?"

"No. Why? Are you trying to make ZIM nervous?!"

Dib stared as a small dart struck the head of a nearby child, who dropped to the grass, unconscious. "What just happened?" Dib looked up, and saw a small, floating, alien object. It shot out another dart, and another. Each dart struck a human outside in the cul-de-sac, who then lost consciousness immediately. "Zim! This is your doing, isn't it?"

"Zim has never seen that probe before," Zim argued as the probe's dart struck the large tumor in the head of a woman in the next yard over from Zim, knocking her out. "Interesting."

"Wait, if that probe isn't yours, then whose is it?" Dib dodged to the side just in time to avoid a dart meant for him. It stabbed into the back of his jacket, pinning him to the sidewalk.

"All natives neutralized," a deep voice called near them. Dib looked up and saw Lio crash to the ground in front of Zim, and deliver a harsh backhand to his head, knocking him back several feet and cracking his false eyes. "Commencing with Phase 1."

"What?! Zim mumbled as his vision cleared, revealing Lio walking menacingly toward him. "The Planet Jackers have returned?"

"No," Lio replied calmly. "We don't care what my race wants with your planet."

"Then…why? …UGHH!" Zim was hurled back into his own yard by Lio's forceful kick, knocking him into the wall right next to his door. Domm flipped down from Zim's roof, landing in the yard in front of Zim. "BOUNTY HUNTERS?!" Zim yelled, finally comprehending.

"Bingo. Give us the technology, Zim," Domm ordered.

"Technology? I lost the Pak upgrade!" Zim argued. One of his lenses was now completely gone, and his hair was sideways.

"The other technology," Domm continued smoothly.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Zim spat. "GNOMES! GET HIM!" Zim's gnomes turned to Domm, their eyes glowing red. Domm grinned and held up his hand. A sound like static filled the air, and a faint, multicolored glow emanated from his ungloved fingers. He leapt forward and quickly tapped each gnome with his glowing hand before they had a chance to respond. The gnomes sparked and shorted out, lifeless as regular garden gnomes.

"So… what's your plan B?" Domm asked as a weapon extended from his Pak. He grabbed it, the glow in his hand now gone. The weapon was similar to a rifle, with a few exceptions. It had a color scheme that was thoroughly Irken, and the tip consisted of a glowing ball of energy, contained by several claws that curved around it. Domm held the weapon, and aimed it at Zim.

"Uh oh." Zim darted inside his front door, and slammed it behind him. Domm pulled the trigger, and a spray of energy flew from the sphere in a shotgun-like pattern, embedding itself in Zim's closed door.

"Zim's in serious trouble. And these guys think he has some sort of new technology again!" Dib said aloud to himself. "I better call in Kloof!" Dib pressed several buttons on his watch. An image of a familiar Irken cyborg shimmered into view. "Kloof, Zim's-"

"I know. I'm on my way already." Kloof appeared to be in his ship already.

"How did you know?" Dib said, struggling to pull his jacket free from the ground.

"The Resisty took the liberty of installing cameras in the base of Zim, and several other KEY Irken individuals. We've heard those bounty hunters planning Zim's capture a good twenty minutes now. He doesn't stand a CHANCE!"

"Really?" Dib finally managed to free himself.

"Really. Dib, this is going to sound a bit odd. I NEED you to keep them from capturing and killing Zim until I can arrive. I'll be on site in less than half an hour. Then I can capture or kill Zim myself, and The Resisty will get that tech!"

"How can I stop them?"

"Not sure. You have the element of surprise, though; they won't expect you to help Zim, and neither will he." An explosion rocked Kloof's ship. "Minor problem. I have to go. Try to help Zim, but it's more important that you don't freakin' die. Okay?"

"Okay. Bye." Dib cut the link, then tried to figure out what to do as he watched Domm and Lio stroll up to Zim's door.

"GIR! We're under attack!"

"Shhhh!" Gir shushed. "This is my third favorite commercial this week, mastah!"

Zim took a moment to stop himself from killing Gir before noticing that he wasn't alone. Another Irken, a female, stepped from the shadows. "Where is the technology, Zim?" She asked threateningly, drawing a pair of pistols.

"I don't know what you're talking about! Gir, help me! Attack her!"

"Yes sir!" Gir responded, flashing to Duty Mode. He made it all the way to Erris before reverting to his 'normal' mode. "I got yoouuu flowers!" He said happily, offering her a box of portabello mushrooms.

"Thank you. Perhaps later," Erris responded without looking. She fired a shot, which passed through Zim's hair. "That was a WARNING. Where is the technology?!"

"Uh… um…" Zim backed up against his door. A massive hand reached through the door like a ghost, and clamped around Zim's green head, apparently solid again. "Oh, dookie." The hand pulled back sharply, slamming Zim's head several times against the door and dazing him. Lio walked the rest of the way through the door, again as if he were intangible, and dropped Zim.

Lio politely opened the plasma-riddled door to Domm, who marched thru the threshold. "Where is the tech, Zim?"

"I haven't the faintest clue what you bounty hunters are talking about," Zim retorted, scowling. "If the base of ZIM is what you desire, you can have it. But you cannot have ZIM!" He jumped into his toilet, and disappeared into it. Erris jumped back out the window of the house.

"Zim's leaving in the Voot, as planned," Domm said into his radio. "Hunter 1 will follow. Do your thing, Hunter 2."

"Locking on."

End of Chapter

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