DANG! I'm POPULAR!!! Now I've got an entire MOB of Nick-hating, IZ-loving people to destroy the wretched place with me! I always knew that some day, an angry swarm of raging Zimfans would come and burn Nick HQ to the ground. TODAY IS THAT DAY!!! Wait no longer, Nick-haters. The long-awaited chapter...is here. The FINAL LIST of people in this fic:

-Hikari loves Kurama

-Kokono

-MiyokoTribal

-Toaster of DOOM

-Darth Revan0518

-Trisscar 1/2

-Keckhs

-Riverwood

-Fairy Godmoose (aka Rachel)

I have a grand total of 10 added fans, counting Ari. Add in me, Hannah, Gaz-rules, Zim, GIR, Gaz, and Dib, and you've got 17 furious people ready for DESTRUCTION!!! Oh, and one more thing. If you like this fic a lot, tell me if you want me to continue writing IZ fanfics. They won't be "NICK MUST DIE!" fics, because after this, Nick WILL be dead. But they'll still contain the same SI madness and insanity that this fic has. Hope you want me to keep it up. Otherwise...I'm outta here!

DISCLAIMER-

KATE: IZ is owned by Nickelodian, but not for long...hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe...

GIR: What about the Jhonen-dude?

KATE: Oh yeah. IZ is also owned by Jhonen Vasquez, who will still own it by the time this is over. JHONEN ROCKS!!! Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehee...

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WARNING OF DOOM: This chapter is rated PG-13 for violence and death and stuff. But not TOO graphic violence. It'll just be, like, (insert name here) fired his/her gun and shot (insert crappy Nick dude's name here) in the head. Okay? You no like, you no read! Oh, and sorry to Keckhs (and other people offended by homocide) for the violent stuff. I just can't let Nick live! And almost every other IZ fan wants them to die, too...

ALSO: Let us all sing Happy Birthday to me, 'cuz my B-day's in TWO days! WOO!!! Everyone who likes this fic, sing! I'll play my oboe. Except it's not really "Happy Birthday", it's MY version. Heh...

Doom-filled birthday to you,

Doom-filled birthday to you,

Doom-filled birthday, not-so-dear Kate,

Doom-filled birthday to you!

That was dumb! YAY!!! Now you can see why I don't write songfics! LET'S ALL SING THE DOOM SONG!!! Doom doom doom doom doom doom doom doom doom doom doom doom doom doom doom doom doom doom doom doom (I like to use cut and paste) doom doom doom doom doom doom doom doom doom doom doom doom...(goes on for six months)

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THE FIC

"Kokono?" I asked, staring at the half-vampire standing in front of me.

"Yup!" she replied with a grin. "Where have you guys been? We've been waiting for ages!"

"We?" I questioned. But before Kokono could reply, I saw what she meant. Behind her stood eight other people, each armed with a different type of weapon. Kokono herself was holding a sharp-looking dagger in each hand.

"What's with all the weapons?" Hannah asked.

"You aren't the only ones who want Nick dead," Darth Revan0518 said.

"You...all came here to help me?" I asked, shocked. I wasn't alone.

"Of course!" Fairy Godmoose cried. "Nickelodian has gone TOO FAR!" I grinned.

"Then let's get moving!" I replied. "Time to kill some IZ-cancelling idiots!"

"Do we really have to kill them?" Keckhs questioned, sounding a little unhappy at the thought.

"Well, only the ones who helped in the destruction of Invader Zim," Toaster of DOOM told her. "It's their own fault, you know."

"Yeah, really," MiyokoTribal added. "They should've known this was coming to them."

"Let's move!" Gaz-rules shouted. Forming a larger group than ever, we rushed through the doors of the main building.

After a few minutes of pushing past guard people, yelling, and swearing, we managed to get inside the dreaded Nickelodian Studios. Strolling down the hallway, artillery in hand, we approached a freaky-looking Nick dude wearing a Spongebob Squarepants t-shirt.

"What's with the shirt?" Hannah asked.

"Oh, this?" he replied. "It's a beautiful emblem of the best and most successful show at Nickelodian." His eyes then focused Zim, GIR, Gaz, and Dib, who simply glared at him.

"Hey, nice costumes!" the dude said. "They make you look almost exactly like the freak kids from that dumb show, Invader Zim!"

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?!?!?!?" I shrieked. "How DARE you diss the almighty Invader Zim!"

"That show is retarded!" the guy replied. "It's a good thing it was cancelled!" With that comment, I snapped.

"GIR! ATTACK!!!" I screamed. The little robot smiled adorably, then turned red and saluted. He then proceeded to open up a panel in his head, revealing a lot of dangerous-looking weaponry.

"KILL THAT MORON!!!!!" I commanded. GIR aimed, then fired. There was a large explosion, and when the smoke cleared, the Zim hater was gone.

"WooHOO! Go Kate!!!" Riverwood cheered. The rest of the group (except Keckhs) also looked pleased at the fact that the first of many evil Nick-haters had been completely obliterated. Unfortunately, upon hearing the noise, a barrage of Nick employees ran out of doors in the hallway and came to meet us.

"What're you kids doing?" one of the men asked. He appeared to be an executive.

"We're just eliminating anti-Zim scum from the face of the earth," Trisscar 1/2 replied casually.

"WHAT?!?" the man shouted. "You mean...MURDERING??? GET THE COPS IN H--"

Before he could finish his sentence, he collapsed. Ari grinned and put her katana back in it's sheath.

"What were you saying?" she asked. The other Nick people gasped, and a few screamed.

"STOP THEM!!!" a lady sporting a Fairly Oddparents hat cried, and ran towards Ari. Zim whipped out his Irken laser gun, and fried her to a crisp before she could do anything to one of our fellow Zimfans. By this time, Nickelodian knew that it had a problem on it's hands. A problem called seventeen assorted Invader Zim lovers and characters that were going around killing people. The future for the company was currently not looking up. A few people ran back into their workspaces, closing and locking the doors behind them.

"Come on! We've gotta find out who's responsible for cancelling Zim!" Hikari loves Kurama yelled. She took off down the hallway, with the rest of the group close behind her. We passed door after door, examining each one for signs of anti IZ-ness. Finally, we saw the one we wanted.

"Cancellations!" Dib read. "This is it!" He opened the door, and walked inside. A group of people wearing shirts with the Nickelodian logo on them sat at a table. I could see a picture of the Irken symbol on a paper that lay on it.

"Aaaagh! It's the homocidal maniacs!" one guy screamed, pointing at us.

"What's this?" I asked, picking up the picture of the Irken symbol.

"We're just working to make sure that stupid show doesn't come back, despite the protests of fans," one of the women said. My face grew hot as she continued. "It was too expensive, and the critics didn't like it. That's all that matters in a show." She then looked up, to see our furious faces. "Oh...you're fans of Zim, aren't you...?" she questioned, now sounding nervous.

"Yes," Riverwood replied coldly. "Big ones."

"I see." the lady said.

"We've even brought the cast here, simply so they could help us destroy people like you." Fairy Godmoose added, pointing to the small cluster of glaring IZ characters. The color drained from the woman's face.

"LET'S GET HER!!!" Hannah shrieked. Gaz-rules didn't need to be told twice. Reaching into her pocket (which can hold an infinite amout of stuff, no matter the size or shape) and extracted a huge shoulder-mounted rocket launcher.

"Whoa." I gasped. "Where'd you get that?"

"At a garage sale." Gaz-rules replied sarcastically. She then fired, blowing up the table in the center of the group of idiots. Again, there was a gigantic explosion, which we barely escaped being hit by. Shoving the door so hard it came off it's hinges, we got out of the room just in time.

"Phew, that was close." MiyokoTribal said, relieved that we'd made it out. As she was speaking, I noticed something that caught my eye. Another door. This one, however, was EXACTLY what we'd been looking for this whole time.

The label read "Nickelodian Head Executive's Office". And as far as I knew, he was the one we'd been looking to eliminate all this time.

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NOOOO!!! Not...another CLIFFHANGER?!?!?!? Well, didja like it? Enjoying the death of an evil company that doesn't care that it cancelled the only good show it would ever dream of having? I hope so. Coming up - Chapter 10! I can't believe it...this fic is (dare I say it) ALMOST OVER!!! NOOOOOOOOO!!!!! Everyone likes it so much! In the next chap, we finish our "tour" of the HQ and find the one person held most responsible for the cancellation of the best show ever aired (which is IZ, of course) - the Nick HQ Head Executive Dude! I don't know his name. I don't even know if he's responsible for the cancelling of IZ. But I'm the author, not you. And it's my fanfic, so I say he is. And he will get what's been coming to him. NICK WILL BURN!!! Everyone's gonna be waiting for the next update...anyhow, NOT anyway...oops (Hannah throws red-hot flaming plush Serta sheep at my head). Ow. That hurt, you little jerk! NOW MY HEAD'S ON FIRE!!! AAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!! (Gaz-rules comes on and pours a bucket of freezing water on my head) ...EEEEEEEEEE! IT'S COLD!!!

GAZ-RULES: I know. That's the point. Hehe...

KATE: Grrrrrrr...well, R&R! And no flames, please...Hannah might use them to set more plush Serta sheep on fire and throw them at my head whenever I say...THE WORD.

PEOPLE: What's the word?

KATE: If I say it, she'll throw flaming red-hot plush Serta sheep at my head!

PEOPLE: Just say it or we won't review your fic!

KATE: Okay, geez. No need to do that, hehehe...the WORD is 'anyway.'

HANNAH: AHA!!! (throws flaming red-hot plush Serta sheep at my head again)

KATE: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!! (runs)

A/N: Sorry about the small appearances in the fic, people. I can't give you all a huge role with ten of you. And for those of you who are in this, tell me your weapon of choice (if you haven't already) if you review again. You'll be needing it soon (evil grin). Thanks!