I'm gonna warn you right here and now: Its about to go down…

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Dib P.O.V.

Tears streamed from my eyes. I was only five at the time, so some specific details about who was there are sketchy, but I'm sure whoever was involved was at the scene of the crime at the moment..

The police were dusting my house for fingerprints if I recall correctly. I find it weird now because my mom was murdered outside, but whatever. Maybe 5-0 was in on it the whole time.

It hurts bringing up those memories but sometimes they sneak up on me. I'll have a dream about the car explosion, I'll hear my mom's screams, or see the group of people restraining and pummeling dad. But what caused me the most grief were the words of my mother. She was badly hurt, yet she used the last of her energy to console me, and explain something about those who reside in normal society in humanity. After all, she was one of them before she married my father.

"Forgive them honey, please don't be angry…" she said. "I was like them before. They fear what they don't know because they don't know what they fear."

She coughed, blood littering the corners of her mouth on both sides. Apparently, the paramedics had the slowest reaction time on the fucking planet, so she continued to bleed in the arms of her five year old son.

"But your father, your father brought light into my life. So in the same fashion, you must light the world. Show them the true reality of things. Make them… understand."

And then she was gone. Away from me, Gaz, and my father forever. Her last words, they stuck to me like glue. Show them the true reality. Make them understand. That was the paranormal! The reality unseen and what no person understands. It was my mission to enlighten them, to educate them. Most importantly to protect them from themselves and their ignorance to the world.

After mom's death, my father immersed himself in his work. He sought to change the world the same way I did, yes, but his methods required little to nothing of them. He advanced his own knowledge, advancing the technology of the city, and dumbed and dimmed the citizens in the process. They became dependent on what they feared most, on what caused them to take such hostile actions against my parents. Science.

Now, if you don't have a guy in a white lab coat tell you something, it's not true. They no longer see what's right in frint of them. And it's my dad's fault. In some twisted sense, I'm jealous of their blissful ignorance, but the fact that I know what's really out there makes me responsible. My mother told me I should make them understand, so I will. Every opportunity that arises for me to show them something never before seen, whether I look crazy or not, I will accept with open arms. One day, they will see that I'm right, that aliens are real, that Big Foot comes and goes through IHOP dressed as Chuck Norris, and that the world is much too complex to have been created by an explosion that happened light years away and so called evolution. When that day comes, my mission is complete they'll know then. They'll understand then.

Zim stared at me from my computer chair. He held several folders full of invention schematics I had stolen from him over the years. He stood up and walked towards the exit of my room, in this case the door.

"Human, you, your father, and the Gaz are a rare breed among the sniveling drones of this accursed planet. Believe Zim when he says your goal will not be accomplished."

My head hung low at the thought of his words. Zim voiced my thoughts, my fears hat the world is beyond saving.

"But you did accomplish one thing Dib…"

I looked up at him, his backed turn to me with one claw on thee door knob on his way out.

"Zim understands.. Zim understands all too well your compelling nature urged by the memory of your maternal unit. Well, the memory anyway." Zim said. He turned his head slightly to look at me. "All the more reason you should let this world be crushed by the hands of Zim. At this point it is now inevitable." He left my room and closed the door behind him.

I walked towards my bed and lied down. "What does he mean 'At this point'?"

Tallest P.O.V.

Purple and Red were in their quarters. Red sat quietly at a map of the universe known to Irkens and was at work charting destinations for their voyage. Purple stood in the mirror adjusting his tallest attire to ensure he was in order for the speech they were to give the troops.

"What are you up to Red?"

"Only plotting coordinates for our stops."

Red spun in the chair to face Purple. "Wanna hear my findings?"

Purple rolled his eyes and sighed deeply.

"Sure Red."

Red squeaked with enthusiasm and turned back to face the map. Using a few buttons on the U-atlas (Univeral Atlas) console he formed the map into a spherical area that embodied all of the planets known to the database.

"Alright, Thus far we are in control of a meager 26.7% of the universe as we know it."

"How do you control 0.7% of a planet." Purple asked

"What if the other 0.3% was blown to oblivion?"

Purple stared at Red confusion plainly written on his face.

"Nevermind. Please continue."

"Yes, well, that 26.7% is under our control. Now, mind you the A-Unit squad has made a number of courses that they will take in order to conquer the first, second, and third sectors. These sectors have a minimum three planet population with a cumulative number of forty sectors. It will take a bit of time for victory to be achieved with a single invader per sector."

"To begin with, A-Unit is completely confidential and unknown to the rest of the universe including our own invaders, but to take it further, you and I will capture planets under the radar as well. Our destinations are plotted on the map and we set out the exact moment that A-Unit departs."

"Well done Red. You've out done my plan for Impending Doom One." Purple said greatly satisfied.

"But how will Zim be dealt with?" Red asked. Purple chuckled to himself at the mention of Zim.

"Zim is now a risible matter. Unit-B8369C is on her way to retrieve the cargo and dispose of him."

"Good to know." Red said.

Red walked towards the mirror, and shifted the collar of his ceremonial robe. He then turned to face Purple again.

"Ready?"

"Lets go." Purple said.

They both walked towards the door and after it opened they both bowed to the audience of twenty or so Irken elite soldiers, and loyal applause.

"Dear soldiers, glory is at hand!" Red exclaimed.

Zim P.O.V.

My productivity has been beyond comprehension this week! The base is spic and span, I've developed weapon upgrades for Gir, and I've finally repaired those glitching gnome security droids. They were set to vaporize intruders and prancing life forms. Who the hell came up with that?

Lab energy levels are working at 83% efficiency, the highest since I arrived on this rock. I put down the work summary for this week and rested my achy muscles. The lab was up and running again, I have a new scheme to assert my dominance over these earth monkeys and at the moment I'm planning to make Gir less Gir-ish and more obedient I couldn't help but smile at my progress.

"Hello Zim."

I spun in my chair, startled by the familiar voice of the past. I couldn't believe my eyes.

"Tak." I stood up, prepared for a fight.

She wasn't in her invader uniform to my surprise. She wore a deep indigo dress with purple markings present on all sides of the dress.

"I see you have had a change in wardrobe as well," she said.

I was wearing a black and white shirt that read "Redemption" in the old english font, black pants, and white and black DC sneakers.

"Love the shirt by the way." She said nonchalantly.

"Why are you here Tak?"

"We're all searching for redemption in a way aren't we?"

"Answer Zim."

She chuckled lightly. "Wow Zim, not in the mood to accept compliments? What's the occasion?"

She was pissing me off. I released my pak legs and had them hover over her, silently threatening her life.

"Enough Tak! State your business!"

She twirled her foot on the lab floor, hands behind her back looking innocent.

"Just to say hello Zim. And, well, to ask you for a favor."

"A favor?"

She stepped out of the shadows of the lab and came a little closer to me. Underneath her left eye was a black number one.

"Yes a favor. You see, I need a bit of your blood…"

"Zim's blood." I said dumbfounded.

"Yes. You see Zim, the tallest want to make sure that they don't encounter another case like yours. So they sent me to acquire a vial of blood so that they can isolate what makes you such an abnormal case. Maybe a gene that cultivates disloyalty?"

" Fuck you!"

"Now now…" Tak pulled out a syringe.

'Be a good boy and gimme some blood."

I slammed my pak legs down around her, simultaneously raising myself directly above.

"Leave! Now!"

She didn't even flinch. She bent over and stuck the syringe into the lab floor needle first.

'No can do." She said then leaped upwards. I saw her coming. But my reaction time was off. She shoved a knee into my face and the impact sent my back into the ceiling. As gravity was pulling down on her, she felt the need to pull me along for the ride. As she fell, my foot was in her grasp and the ceiling crumbled as I was ripped from its confines.

I had to act fast. With all my might, I threw my foot downward, praying that it connects with something that would cause her excruciating pain. It caught her on the jaw. She let go of me, and just my luck, flipped towards my computer, landing without a hitch.

I juggled my self towards her using the pak legs and she, keeping a close eye on me, typed a command into my computer. Within seconds the siren signaling the presence of an intruder was echoing through the base. Tak stood at the keyboard, awaiting some ironic mishap that would gain her the advantage in our fight, but to no avail.

"Something wrong tak?" I asked mockingly

She gritted her teeth, dashing towards me. A flying kick to my face was avoided with a quick roll. I retracted my pak legs and stood my ground.

"Really Zim? Do you think you can stand hand-to-hand combat with me?"

I rushed her without responding. A right jab connected with her face but I missed the left hook. She ducked it, returning a two piece to my gut and followed with a right uppercut. I staggered backwards, but I was far from beaten.

"Awww, what's the matter Zim? Why are your eyes turning Red?"

I smirked and jumped right back into the action. An over head elbow scraped air, but a jumping knee hit her squarely in the chest. I heard her struggling to take in air and decided to end this bout.

Using what I had learned from the combat program "UFC", I pulled her into a muay thai clinch, and brutally bombarded her body with a barrage of blows. She was trying to back out of my grasp, unfamiliar with this form of combat, so I gave her what she wanted. I maneuvered her to the eastern wall of the lab then with great force head butted her. Reflexes made her put her hands to her face to avoid further facial damage and then I struck. A powerful round house kick sent her flying towards the wall, the most painful sounding grunt escaping her throat.

At that point, I realized that there was blood dripping from my brow and my right eye. My lip was busted as well, but I will tend to my injuries later. I approached Tak's body, still on the floor not making too many movements. She was breathing pretty heavily.

"You… you beat me?"

"I know. Marvelous, am I not?" I said looming over her.

"But you're an incompetent fool! You can't beat me!" She screamed at me, slowly rising to her feet.

"Flattery will get you no where." I said turning my back. I marched to the weapons compartment adjacent to the super computer hardrive. From its confines I removed a P-19 pistol and then did an about face. I slowly waltzed my way back to Tak who was leaning on the wall attempting to regain her balance.

"What's that for?" she asked motioning towards my weapon. I raised with my right hand, about two feet away from her face.

"Oh, you know. Scaring strangers, killing vermin, ending the life of a long time enemy. That sort of thing."

"Wait!" she screamed.

I was intrigued. Was the great Tak going to beg for mercy from Zim?

"Let me go Zim." She pleaded. She had an open outstretched hand to me and her face turned away. Pitiful.

I closed the distance between her and I by about a foot. "And why I exactly would I do that?" I inquired. Tak was now bending beneath the mighty power that is Zim. To observe her squirming was quite enjoyable.

"You won't gain anything from killing me. You'll only lose a fellow Irken." She said, that pleading look in her eye beginning to annoy me.

"Zim would also be losing an enemy, an assassin, and a genuine thorn in his side."

She grew quiet at my last remark. I had decided that I had had enough fun.

"Leave." I said, gun still pinned in her direction. She began limping towards the elevator first staring at me then towards the exit. I let her walk about four feet before I fired. The syringe that was to contain my blood shattered mere inches away from her and she jumped, startled by the sudden noise. She turned to look at me, fear in her eyes.

"Next time, I won't miss." I said. "Understood?"

She nodded her head then limped towards the elevator to leave my laboratory.

It just went down, but don't think that this is the end! There is still more to come and I hope everyone enjoys every moment! Blaze 4 life! REVIEW!