AN: This is probably gonan have a slow... no very slow beginning. But I
will get to the point sooner or later.
Disclaimer: Invader Zim adn all related characters belong to Jhonen Vasquez. Anyway fan characters that are used belong to me.
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A young Irken sat on a redish coach. It didn't look as if he were on his homeplanet. Or even, the Irken battleship, The Massive. No, he was on an enemy planet. Far, far away from all of that. He was on a planet called, earth.
The Irken was male. And at the moment he looked frustarted. He messaged his temples as he leaned against the back of the couch.
A small, robot ran in circles, in the middle of the room. He was screaming, very loudly and with a very high pitch. In his hand was a rubber pig, that squeaked. He squeaked it as he ran.
"Gir!" yelled the Irken who finally opened his eyes. the robot stopped and looked at him. "Gir, stop it." The robot gave a look of confussion, then continued to run and scream.
Zim growled as he lifted himself from the couch.
"Gir, I'm going out for awhile." he yelled. The robot ignored him and continued to scream. Zim shook his head as he walked out the door, and closed it behind him.
"Now that I'm out, where should I go?" he asked himself as he peered about for ideas. He shrugged and continued to walk down the streets.
After awhile he stopped in front of an opening. It was a small park. It was beautiful compared to the rest of the city. The rest of the citiy was dark, diry, and the air was normally smog covered. But the park, was bright, green, and the air was actually breathable.
Zim just shrugged as she made his way into the park, and sat on an empty bench, that sat in front of the small playground.
The park was nearly empty. Except for a few mothers with there children. Zim looked them over. A boy with his mother. A Girl with her mother. All the children seemed so content, and happy. Zim made a mental note of this.
He had never had a mother. Not that he could remember anyway. The only memory of him being a smeet was his birth. A robot arm bringing him to life, after he was done developing. He remembered jumping at it and saying "I love you cold, unfeeling robot arm!"
Not exactly the memory he wanted to keep. He never really knew how Irkens came in existence. He knew they were developed in test tubes... But before that, was there anything else? Anything at all? Maybe something that was kept from most soldiers, most Invaders? He just didn't know.
He shrugged off his thought as he continued to watch his surroundings.
Disclaimer: Invader Zim adn all related characters belong to Jhonen Vasquez. Anyway fan characters that are used belong to me.
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A young Irken sat on a redish coach. It didn't look as if he were on his homeplanet. Or even, the Irken battleship, The Massive. No, he was on an enemy planet. Far, far away from all of that. He was on a planet called, earth.
The Irken was male. And at the moment he looked frustarted. He messaged his temples as he leaned against the back of the couch.
A small, robot ran in circles, in the middle of the room. He was screaming, very loudly and with a very high pitch. In his hand was a rubber pig, that squeaked. He squeaked it as he ran.
"Gir!" yelled the Irken who finally opened his eyes. the robot stopped and looked at him. "Gir, stop it." The robot gave a look of confussion, then continued to run and scream.
Zim growled as he lifted himself from the couch.
"Gir, I'm going out for awhile." he yelled. The robot ignored him and continued to scream. Zim shook his head as he walked out the door, and closed it behind him.
"Now that I'm out, where should I go?" he asked himself as he peered about for ideas. He shrugged and continued to walk down the streets.
After awhile he stopped in front of an opening. It was a small park. It was beautiful compared to the rest of the city. The rest of the citiy was dark, diry, and the air was normally smog covered. But the park, was bright, green, and the air was actually breathable.
Zim just shrugged as she made his way into the park, and sat on an empty bench, that sat in front of the small playground.
The park was nearly empty. Except for a few mothers with there children. Zim looked them over. A boy with his mother. A Girl with her mother. All the children seemed so content, and happy. Zim made a mental note of this.
He had never had a mother. Not that he could remember anyway. The only memory of him being a smeet was his birth. A robot arm bringing him to life, after he was done developing. He remembered jumping at it and saying "I love you cold, unfeeling robot arm!"
Not exactly the memory he wanted to keep. He never really knew how Irkens came in existence. He knew they were developed in test tubes... But before that, was there anything else? Anything at all? Maybe something that was kept from most soldiers, most Invaders? He just didn't know.
He shrugged off his thought as he continued to watch his surroundings.