avatar: it's Chapter 11... and stuff. BTW, all you who read this fic and go on Youtube, I found a hilarious Invader Zim music video entitled 'make an Invader out of you'. It's set to a song from Disney's Mulan, but somehow this makes it even funnier. Anybody who watches it is doing themselves a favor.

Tallest Red: Back on topic, avatarjk137 does not own Invader Zim.

Tallest Purple: he does, however, own Kloof, Reapir, and the Gamethrall, as well as whatever demons it may produce.

avatar: ph34r t3h double disclaimer!

Shadowboxing Ch. 11

"Gir… time to retreat!" Zim hopped quickly into his faithful (read: worthless) Voot Cruiser and Gir scramble in behind him, muttering about more ham next time. He took off, just as the Gaz-demon detonated the ground below the small ship.

"Wait, Zim didn't come here in his ship!" Dib yelled.

Gaz looked at him, from within the demonic shell of shadow energy. "He called it over during the fight. Didn't you notice?"

"No… no I did not."

Gaz's demonic aura had sprouted wings, and she took off after Zim. Reapir latched onto Gaz's solid aura, and hitched a ride. Dib just stood alone in his father's ruined lab. "I really wish Zim hadn't destroyed all my video cameras. I also wish I could stop talking to myself."

"What? My Tallest haven't gotten HERE yet?" Tak roared indignantly. She had failed to shoot down Kloof's ship, and was frustrated to find The Resisty secret base still in orbit. Kloof had almost made it to the hangar… but then a massive blast of energy lanced out from the distance. It cut through The Resisty's base easily, destroying it and the moon it was hidden on.

The Tallest's faces appeared on Tak's viewscreen. "Thanks for the address, Tak," Red said happily. "The Resisty were actually starting to become a nuisance for us."

"Yeah, once you finish mopping up over there, how about you do a real mission for us?" Purple asked, as he picked something from a take-out menu.

"Just let me stamp out this TRAITOR, my Tallest." Tak fired her Full Spectrum Cannon, and this time it hit the wing of Kloof's recon ship. It kept going for a bigger thing to explode against, but Kloof's wing did disintegrate. He ejected from his ship, into empty space, and grabbed a tentacle of Tak's ship as it flew by. Tak glared at the Irken cyborg hanging onto her ship. "Is him dying really all that much to ask?" Suddenly several beams rained down on her ship, causing minor damage. "NOW WHAT?!" she screamed, looking up.

"Sorry to... rain on your parade, but The Resisty evacuated well beforehand," Lard Nar chuckled. He was piloting a stolen Irken Viral Tank, and he had customized it with dozens of small lasers for attacking. Nearby, 2 small ships flew from behind an asteroid. They resembled claw machine claws, with 3 curved pieces reaching forward from a round central body.

"You're goin' down hard, Tak," Spleenk growled, trying to sound a lot more threatening than he actually was.

"Yeah! You go kablooie and it'll be beautiful!" Shloonktapooxis added, even less comprehensible than usual. A third ship, somewhat resembling a violet stealth bomber, flew down from the large Viral tank.

"Get in this ship, Kloof," Spleenk urged. Kloof obligingly leaped from Tak's ship into the new one, which was about the size of his old one.

"Hah!" Tak spat dismissively. "You honestly believe a stolen Viral Tank, and a pair of old Phobos Fighters can defeat me?"

"I notice you didn't mention my ship, Tak." Kloof tapped through the controls of his ship. "Ooh, its based on your designs from Invader Academy."

"MY designs? You…you're PILOTING a Mania MK III?"

"CURSE that Dib… curse him and his sister, and that REAPIR Unit, and this whole dirtball of a planet! YAURRGHH!" The last scream was another shock of electricity popping and crackling through Zim.

"You glow like a burning light-bulb, master!" Gir was playing his favorite game, Hit Your Head With Stuff. He gazed numbly out the window. "Oooohhh, dragon-y doom thing! I'm gonna play doctor with it!"

"Dragon? What is this… DRAGON?" Zim looked out the rear-view camera. "AHHH! Evil human girl!" Gaz's Gamethrall-enhanced shadowy demonic aura had solidified into a dragon-like form. It was a translucent blackish-indigo. It had a huge pair of wings, and a long tail trailing behind it. To the sides of the tail, a pair of legs also trailed behind, ending in vicious talons. The arms also ended in talons, but they were tense, ready to strike. The head was like a tyrannosaurus rex head, but with a short pair of horns. The mouth was gaping with huge, sharp teeth, and the eyes… the eyes were what frightened Zim the most. Slitlike pupils were set into bright blue irises, which in turn floated in jet-black eyeballs. Gaz was now only visible as a black silhouette in a slightly lighter patch in the torso, but she appeared to be still entirely engrossed in her Gamethrall. At any rate, she was gaining on Zim.

"GIR! I need you to be reliable!" Zim grabbed his last behavioral stabilizer, tore Gir's head open, and installed it. Gir's eyes flashed red again.

"MASTER! What would you have me do?!"

"Take over piloting the VOOOOT for me!"

"RRRRAUUUGHH! I obey!" He took the controls, and fired a pair of green plasma spheres from the front pods. They sank under the ship, and slammed the Gaz-demon-dragon in the gaping jaws.

Zim noticed glowing 'cracks' forming in the monster's face. The cracks were bright blue, and trailed back from the aura-creature's eyes and mouth. "Hmmm, did that damage it?" Zim thought for a moment, as the monster drew ever closer to the ship. "GIR! Take us over the filthy Earth ocean, and try to keep clear of the dragon-thing's reach. I'm going to see if I can't stop it!" He climbed out the airlock, and on top of the ship, as Gir obediently yelled and pulled the ship out over the open ocean.

End of Chapter

This fic will end soon, probably in Chapter 13. Feel free to guess in your review how it will end, because my ideas for the end aren't totally solidified yet.