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Hey the author here. I'm well aware that this story has been done to death but I figure I can add a twist or some thing I don't know still writing it. Since I've seen this story on the internet six times I figure it's free range no one owns the right to this plot though some one does own Invader Zim, (if you own the rights I'm willing to buy them, I got five bucks!) I'm well aware it belongs to Nickelodeon and Jhonen Vasquez, and of course Satan! Yeah, here's the damn disclaimer so you can get you're lawyers off my back! The first chapter is a little intense. There's use of a spell that has blood and violence oh it's so bad and evil and whatever rolls eyes but as far as I know it's the only one okay please enjoy my little fiction!

Dib held an old torn up book that look very frail in his left hand and in his right he held a piece of red chalk. Dib put some finishing touches on the picture he had drawn on the street. It was a giant symbol with circles loops and stars. Some one passing by might think he was just drawing a pretty pattern. Nope Dib had plans for this. He snapped the book shut and pulled up his sleeve to look at his watch. If his obsessive watching of Zim had taught him anything Zim would be leaving his house soon.

"Gaz!" he turned to his sister who was sitting on the near by curb playing her GS2. she didn't look up but did respond with a low grunt.

"Gaz I need you to put that down for a minute so that you can read this aloud for me,"

"Why do you even need me here? Can't you do your weirdo spell with out me?" she asked in an annoyed voice, which was nothing new so he took no notice.

"Gaz I cant read the spell and hold Zim down at the same time! What am I supposed to do say, 'Hey Zim, could you stand here long enough for me to steal your soul turning you in to a vegetable?' Hmm? Can I do that?"

"If you tried hard enough," she said sarcastically, "Why do you want to steal his soul anyway?"

"I've told you already I cant compete with his technology. So using magic is the only logical thing to do. I tried having some one else do it, that worthless Mortos Der Soul Stealer turned out to be nothing but a big mutch! So after doing some research I found this book at the library in the crazy section. Then I bought you a pizza as way of bribe to get you here to help me."

"Argh so much expository. Who are you explaining this to? I just asked why. It's not like this is a story starting just a few minutes back and the author needs set things up via your explanation. (A/N: Tehehehe) That's not what's happening so shut up Dib and hand over that stupid book." She reached out and flipped it open.

"Hey be careful with that! Do you have any idea how old that thing is?" in response she tore out a random page and ate it. His already huge eyes grew even bigger.

"Gaz!" he cried,

"Dib!" some one hissed from behind him. The large headed earth boy spun around to see Zim standing there with Gir on a leash. He had on his contacts and wig. Gir of course was wearing his green doggy suit. Dib looked around in a slight panic then shouted, "Oh yeah!" he dove forward and struggled with the alien who was pretty much off guard. Dib wrestled him to the center of the design and screamed,

"Gaz now! Do it now!" Zim glared at Dib and as form of retaliation shouted,

"Gir listen to Zim! Attack the human girl!" Gir had been sitting to the side bobbing his head to music only he could hear. Inside the suit his eyes flashed red and his voice deepened, "Yes, my lord!" he ran at Gaz who was already reading the spell, "Doomy evil doom! Doom for the poor soul for who this spell is cast of" the sky darkened and black clouds surrounded the area the air turned icy cold and a sharp wind began swirling around them. It seemed to cut through their flesh and wrap around their very soul. Not only did it feel like it was cutting but the winds picked up even more speed and bits of their cloths tore. Dib was smiling evilly at the Irken he had pinned down, when the back of his jacket and shirt tore. Then the fierce winds sliced through his sleeves cutting his arms. The alien glared up at Dib and became even more enraged when he too suffered from these knife like winds the right shoulder of his shirt tore he completely lost the hand of his left glove. Zim's blood was purple. Any other time that would have been important to take note of but Dib could see all of Zim's blood and experiment on him as soon as the spell was cast. Half the face of the doggy suit was now gone. One of Gaz's leggings ripped, a sleeve, and part of her dress; there was now blood running down her legs and arm but she continued on, "Dark lord be nimble, Dark lord quick steal the soul of the one I pick, the soul I pick is Ahhhh!" Gir ran at her jumping on her face, "Hi!" The book flew from her hands. The wind disappeared.

"NO!" Dib screamed, the spell wouldn't work now. Did God just want him to fail? Was mankind supposed to fall in to the power of the evil alien menace? He had just given up and was about to release Zim when Dib noticed that the black clouds remained. Suddenly wind shot up from the earth sending them all flying at least ten feet into the air. No one screamed even though they wanted to. No one moved, no one struggled or fought. They couldn't the dark magic had paralyzed their every cell. This spell would not be stopped they could not react or fight back. He had picked a spell that he had no idea how to stop. Dib had thought that it would give him power over Zim's soul but he realized that the spell had power over him and his soul they were helpless. What ever happened was out of his hands and out of his control. Dib could feel every thing he had an unnatural awareness of everything around him. Dib could feel the warm liquid from his cuts sliding down his arms and fall. He could hear the almost silent splash as his blood hit the puddle of the other's. The clouds seemed to intensify the sky was beginning to become more like a black hole then simply cloudy. Just when it seemed that the sky could darken no more lights shot down from the clouds. Dib's eyes widened. The lightening bolt reflected in his glasses just before it struck Dib. Gaz, Zim, and Gir were all hit by these lights. The white lights invaded their bodies entering through their eyes and mouths. They snapped their mouths shut and closed their eyes at the exact same moment.

They all hovered in the air unconscious for a perfectly still moment, not even the natural wind blew no cars drove by no one left their house. Perfect stillness then, BOOM! There was an earth-shattering roar of thunder. In union they all opened their eyes. Each one of their eyes glowed a different color. Dib's usually chestnut brown eyes glowed blue, Gaz's eye purple, Zim's red and Gir's aqua. The lights from their eyes shot away from their bodies straight up into the black clouds. A kaleidoscope of the colors seemed to be dancing in the sky. Then the lights plummeted back down each returning to a body. The clouds disappeared and the four fell to the concrete they all landed with dull thuds except Gir who hit with a metallic clank. Dib landed face forward on the ground. Gaz on her back, Gir on his side, and Zim also face down.

For a long time no one moved then finally Dib closed his hand. He groaned and pushed himself up enough to lean on his aching arms. A few feet in front of him he saw the book just out of pure habit he had to get it make sure this priceless artifact was not too badly messed up. He inched toward it and noticed something his was wearing a glove? Dib looked over at his other hand it was partially gloved but half of the black martial was missing and instead of a glove he was staring at a green hand.

"Oh no! Oh no, no, no, no, no, no!" he pushed himself into a sitting position he was wearing a torn pink shirt and black pants. There were purple bloodstains on the shoulders and splats of red blood from where Dib had hovered over him and bled on the Irken. Dib was now unsure if he was breathing, he probably should but he couldn't bring himself to allow his brain to control the Irken made organs.

"Urgh," he glanced over and noticed Gaz lying next to him. Dib decided to take the risk and shook her gently, "Wake up! Gaz wake up!" she turned over her large eyes fluttered open. She stared at him a moment with her big aqua eyes.

"Hi master!" she jumped up and smiled then wobbled, fell back, and began to giggle, "Whoe! Everything hurts!" he stared in horror at his sister it was her voice but higher and happy?

"Ow, stupid pain, Stupid Dib!" he whirled around. The robot was propping it's self up and mumbling. But even though its voice was still high and unnatural it was a bit lower and darker.

"G-gaz?" he stammered and noticed his own voice, it wasn't his…it was Zim's! that made him even more miserable. The robot picked it's self up and stretched a bit making low grunts of pain,

"Gaz is that you?" the robot turned around and glared at him with it's large dark purple eyes,

"Who do you think it is, Zim? God, I don't know why my stupid brother obsesses over you you're so stupid." She looked around and spotted Dib's body. She walked over to it.

"Gaz that's not me its Zim!" her robotic eyes had closed and looked like her eyes normally did. She pulled the metal leg back and kicked the human's side, "Come on Dib-" she stopped. Her eyes opened fully she had caught sight of her body. Slowly she turned her head to face the Irken, "Dib?"

"Yeah, it's me!" her eyes narrowed and a bunch of guns and lasers guns popped out of her now silver robotic head, "Dib…." She growled.

"I can fix it" he shouted.

"Eh? NOOOOOO!" they all turned around Zim was staring at his horrible peach human hands.

"Dib! You did this! You made me a human! I'll destroy you!" he jumped to his feet and stood there still he glanced around. They waited, nothing happened. The now human boy reached back and felt his back, his flat back. He realized he had no pack now. The purple haired girl picked herself up and ran up to him, "Hi Big head!" she waved wildly.

"Big head? The Dib? I'm the Dib? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ect…!"

TO BE CONTINUED….

Wow I just read this chapter out loud to my brother and I've realized how freaking sick I am oh well. Sorry to anyone who thought, "Ew! You're messed up, get therapy!" the rest of the story will have less to do with blood and gore and esh…uh, please review….okay bye, bye. I'll update soon.