Okay due to a little health issue,( rhabdomyolysis, look it up) I wasn't able to update my story and I am truly sorry. Lucky for you the plot is getting good in chapter four, so I hope the content being delivered will make up for time lost. Blaze for Life! Disclaimer: I dont own invader Zim! Only the plot.

Tak P.O.V.

Stranded on fucking Foodcourtia! What a time for the Tallest to call. As I'm ranting to myself, I can feel the feint sensation of my antennae curling and uncurling.

Zim. The bain of my existence. The idiot of our race. The most hated of our kind. Quite possibly the most foolish organism to ever live. And the only person to ever to defeat me. The most incompetent invader to ever live was my downfall. Somehow, he is the cause of my constant suffering. Somehow, he brought this upon me.

I typed in the unlock code to my voot cruiser and entered ignition functions. Lights flash, the engine starts but the operating system is still down. I've replaced the engine and reprogrammed the every module possible! What more could be the problem?

I slammed my fists into the control panel. All of this work, all of the obstacles that I've overcome, the people I've stepped on the enemies I've defeated. All dashed into the fires of hell. Damn you Zim…

Taking a few steps back, I stop and look at my poor vehicle. I personally modified this baby to make it years ahead of cruisers issued by the empire. Ever since that battle with Zim though, it hasn't been the same.

For several seconds I could hear a quiet beeping sound. I thought it was just my imagination, but when I looked down I realized that it was the alarm on my wrist communicator. My contact is late for our meeting. He's supposed to be really powerful in the galactic underworld.

Twenty minutes passed before any sign of him. He arrived in a golden PT 900 Space Cruiser. The door to the cruiser opened and he stepped out. He was about my height, had tan fur with brown stripes, and even darker stripes on his perked ears. A giant ratchet was strapped to his back and on his belt hung dual lacerators and a an upgraded concussion gun. Coupled with the black sunglasses and black suit he wore he was pretty intimidating.

We stared each other down for a few seconds then cautiously took our first steps forward. He was the first to speak.

"Does the Irken seek redemption?" he asked. That was the code, predetermined so that we had an equal amount of moderately incriminating information on those taking part in the transaction. The hotter the deal the more personal and incriminating the information given. The fact that I'm Irken gives him the right to kill me on the spot. My response is supposed to be, "Does the Lombax fight for Clank?"

He cracked a smile. "I'm assuming you're Tak." He pulled out a small sheet of paper. "These are the coordinates of the Technomites cloning station." He then pulled out a brown duffel bag.

"And here's the shrink ray to get into the station along with the hover car."

I inspected the merchandise. Everything seemed to be in order. "Very good," I said. " My SIR unit will be along in 3 days to assist you in what ever you need."

"Great", he said looking down at his watch. I took a second to think and I realized I had no way of getting to the planet with my Voot in its current condition. "Hey, do you think you could give me a ride to the station?" I asked.

It appeared as though he didn't hear me as he was still staring down his watch. All of a sudden, the dome over shadowing Foodcourtia exploded in the eastern sector. On the south side, where I was, I witnessed the restaurant that has haunted the universe for centuries explode into smitherines. All around me, the world was crumbling, as systematic explosions were taking place in succession.

Both myself and my contact watched. I turned to him and I could see the flames from the explosion reflected in his sunglasses. He grinned to himself in what looked like satisfaction. No wonder he was late. He turned to me and extended his hand to shake mine.

"My name's Ratchet. You needed a ride right?"

I shook his hand.

"Yeah, if you don't mind…"

There we go. Truth be told, I'm typing this chapter and not even sure which chapter I'm on. Anyway I hope you enjoy it.