Hi people. You can't complain about this story, cause it's sort of an experiment. I don't know what's gonna happen, I have nothing planned. I just had a creative spurt and had to write, and I didn't feel like updating Being Sick is Uncool. Please tell me what you think, cause I honestly don't know if I should continue this or not. Oh yeah, if you're confused about the whole yo-yo thing, if you read Being Sick is Uncool, you'd understand.

Shadole

Chapter 1

            Purple was lounging in Tallest quarters of the Massive, sipping on an Irken soda. He sat slouched in his chair, his feet sitting on the table in front of him. He hadn't had the best day. Invader Swiss had been discovered and disposed of, and now the planet she had been studying, Saloko, was in a rage. He sighed and guzzled the rest of his soda, throwing the can over to the side.

            Red was going through papers, chewing on a pen. The whole Saloko problem was giving him a headache. He had to fill out document after document while Purple just relaxed in his chair. Saloko wanted to declare war against Irk, which would be a major issue. Salokeon people were ruthless fighters, and had advanced weapons. Irk would have a hard time fighting them.

            "Could you get me another soda?" Purple asked, pulling out a yo-yo. He cradled it lovingly.

            "Why don't you get it yourself?!" replied Red, frustrated. "Hey...didn't I break that yo-yo?" Purple glared at Red, and he brought the yo-yo close to his chest.

            "Mr. Whizhead shall never die," Purple said, caressing the yo-yo.

            "Uggh..." Red groaned, disgusted by Purple's immaturity. "I need a break."

            "From the paper work?"

            "No. From you," Red said as he left the quarters. He was getting sick of Purple's childish behavior. It was his fault Invader Swiss had been discovered in the first place. Purple decided to send Swiss an invisibility suit, and accidentally sent a malfunctioning one. Swiss had infiltrated the planet's main military facility when it went haywire. The suit locked itself, freezing Swiss in position, and it turned the cloaking device off. Swiss was quickly destroyed.

            Red finally reached the dining area of the ship. He entered the room and switched on the lights. "Cook, get me two sodas and a sandwich," he called to the kitchen window. He expected the usual reply from the cook, a cheerful 'You got it,' but there was no answer. "Cook!" Red yelled louder, becoming impatient. He sighed angrily, then entered the kitchen.

            "Note to self, hire a new cook," Red told himself as he hovered to the refridgerator. He opened it and pulled out two sodas. He decided he wasn't hungry and didn't get a sandwich. He left the kitchen and started to head out the dining area door when he heard a crash from behind.

            "Cook, is that you?" Red said, looking behind him toward the kitchen. The lights suddenly flicked off. Red heard the dining area's door lock. He looked around him, a little spooked.

            "Somebody's playing a trick on me, and when I find out who it is..," Red spoke out threateningly, his voice shaking a little. He felt something cold go past the back of his neck, and he spun around. He saw two almond shaped eyes in front of him, colored a periwinkle blue. They looked angry.

            "Sorry, tall one," a hissing voice said, "but this is no trick."

            Red turned to run, but something wrapped around him and brought him to a halt. He yelled out in alarm, then felt his mind and body separate. Something was invading his body, stealing it away from his control. In the last few moments of consciousness, he saw the blue eyes glaring at him, and then there was nothing.

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            "It's about time you got back," Purple said, glaring at Red as he entered the Tallest quarters. "Now, where's my soda?"

            "Here," Red said, throwing the can of Irken Delight at Purple. Purple caught it and smiled.

            "Thank y-" Purple started to say, but was cut short when he looked up at Red. Red's eyes were brown, with black circles around them. He was looking off into space, like he was looking through things.

            "Red?" Purple asked, staring at Red worriedly. He heard a hissing sound, and realized it was coming from his soda can. He looked down at it and saw an ink-like bubble across the top, with two light blue dots floating in it. Purple brought the can closer to his face, trying to study was he was seeing. The black bubble grew larger and lunged at Purple, grabbing his face.

            "AAAAAIIIIEEEEEY!"

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            "Let's create a giant spoon of doom!" Gir cried out happily.

            "No," Zim replied, staring at his blank piece of notebook paper.

            "How 'bout a giant fork?"

            "No."

            "A giant spork?"

            "Being giant doesn't make a kitchen utensil evil, Gir," Zim said angrily, rubbing at his forehead. "I don't get it...I haven't been able to come up with one brilliantly evil scheme all week. What's wrong with me?!" He banged his head on the table. Gir giggled and imitated his master.

            Zim sighed. "Maybe I'm losing my evil touch..." His thoughts were interrupted by the alarm of the computer.

            "Incoming transmission from the Massive!"

            Zim lifted up his head, the notebook paper sticking to his forehead, and pushed a button. The Tallest had never called him before. He'd always had to call them. Zim straightened himself up so he'd look like a good soldier for the Tallest. After a few moments, the Tallest appeared on the screen.

            "Hello, my Tallest!" Zim said, saluting his leaders. He felt the notebook paper on his head and quickly pulled it off. He chuckled to hide his embarrassment. "How are things?"

            The Tallest looked in opposite directions, Red looking up at the ceiling, Purple looking straight down at the floor. "Yes, hello...invader," Red said, his voice changing pitches unnaturally. "We are the Tallest...your leaders. We are calling you to let you know that we are sending you a package."

            "A package?! For me?!" Zim cried out in excitement.

            "Yes. It is a special liquid that will increase your strength and agility. Make sure you drink it as soon as it arrives," Purple said, his voice also changing pitches irregularly. He flailed his arms and fell down.

            "Bye," said Red, and he waved his arm in a circle.

            "Oh, thank you!" Zim said, bouncing up and down in his chair. The transmission went to static, and Zim turned the screen off. "Did you hear that Gir? The Tallest are sending ME a special package!"

            "The Tallest looked drunk," Gir said, giggling.

            "Yeah, I noticed that too," Zim said, scratching his chin. "They didn't sound right either...oh well! Who cares? I get a package!"

            "...of doom?"

            "Yes! A package of DOOM!"

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            Zim headed straight to skool the next day, leaving Gir alone at the house. Gir was used to being alone, and he kept himself occupied by watching television or making a mess in the kitchen. Today was a television day.

            "SWIPER NO SWIPING!" Gir shouted as he saw a fox with a bandanna around his head creep behind a Spanish girl and her monkey.

            "What?" the Spanish girl on the television asked. "Do you see Swiper?"

            "YEEESSS!" Gir screamed.

            "Where?"

            Gir pointed at the fox, who hid behind a tree when the Spanish girl and her monkey looked for him.

            "I don't see him," said the monkey.

            "AAAAAAHHHG!" Gir yelled angrily, and he blew up the TV. "Oops...hee hee!" Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Gir quickly put on his dog costume and answered the door.

            "I'm looking for a Mr. Zim," the zitty delivery boy said.

            "I'm his sister!" Gir chimed happily and took the package, slamming the door in the boy's face. He quickly tore open the box and went through the package peanuts. He pulled out a glass bottle filled with black liquid. The cap was a skull head with blue jewels in the eye sockets.

            "Ooooh..," Gir whispered as he pulled the skull head cap off. The black liquid inside shot out of the bottle, straight into the air. It landed on the floor and spread out into a puddle. A tall figure emerged from the puddle, seeming to come out of the floor. Its head was like a large tear drop, and it hovered above its neck. Its shoulders were pointed, and Gir couldn't tell where the beings chest separated from its arms. It had no legs, but it did have a pointed tail. Soon there was hardly anything left of the puddle, but the remainder of it split into two almond shapes and floated up to the beings head. The blobs connected to where the eyes would be and started glowing a light blue. The being hissed, and looked down at itself, inspecting its claws, arms, and torso.

            "I'm FREE!" the creature hissed, clenching its fists. It laughed, throwing its head back. It looked down at Gir for a moment, then quickly darted into the shadows where it could not be seen.

Spooky, no? If you people are interested, let me know, so I'll continue it. Everything will be explained in further chapters(if I write any). I'll see you later, all. Peace.

                                                                                                -Crystal