Warning! This story is going to be very long! If you cannot stand long stories then do not read. If you do not like stories about incompetent aliens that no one likes then do not read this. If you cannot stand reading about the imminent destruction of Earth and enemies having to unite to stop the greater threat then DO NOT READ!!!

Thank you, that is all…

Invader Zim- The End?

Chapter 16

Dib scratched his head. "So… How many battles have you been through with these guys?"

Red shrugged his shoulders and looked at his co-Tallest, Purple. He turned back to Dib. "I dunno… 30 at the least. I haven't really kept track."

"Who could with how many times they've tried to kill us." Purple took a few donuts and shoved them into his gaping mouth just after he spoke. He chewed on them a little bit and then swallowed the lump. Gaz raised an eyebrow at the large clump of junk food that traveled down his skinny throat. It didn't seem plausible.

Gaz continued to play on her GS3, she remained completely wrapped up in destroying the Vampire Piggies and she cared neither for the people around her nor for the aliens.

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Zim leaned forwards in his seat. He sighed. Red, Purple and Dib continued to speak with one another but he had strayed from the conversation a long while ago. He was so upset about the whole thing. His great leaders, The Almighty Tallest, were talking to a filthy worm baby from earth. And not just any worm baby, but his arch nemesis. The concept held before him made him want to make little sicky noises.

The conversation between them, however, was slowly diminishing and he had noticed that Red was now more interested in the Vampire Piggy Slayer game rather than his talk with the Dib-stink.

Zim was glad for that.

He felt a twang behind him and looked at Tak with a glare in his crimson eyes. She smiled back at his frown and said: "It was an accident."

As he watched, furiously, at his character being trampled by Tallest Red, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't help his mind from wandering away and straying into the actions that had happened not too long ago.

His mind slowly stretched out to the memory of the ship crashing in the park. He wondered what had become of his little robot. Zim assumed that he had been buried under a large amount of rubble. Gir was probably beat up and dented beyond belief and he was, most likely, offline to conserve energy, or at least what energy he had left. Zim was aware that he would have to do an awful lot of repairs on the poor little robot. Gir's programming, though upgraded and renewed, was still sparking with malfunctioning programs and Zim didn't believe it to be possible for the little guy to be crushed by a ship and just walk away from it.

Then his mind occupied when he had fallen to the street. Gaz had fallen on top of him. At that moment, we wasn't sure what he had felt. Perhaps it was a newer form of anger. It could have been. He couldn't be sure and, for some strange reason, talking about it seemed to be out of the question. As though his subconscious didn't want anyone to know what was going on inside his cranium.

Zim frowned as he lost yet another energy hamster gem. "You cheating pig…" Zim noticed Red's smirk from out of the corner of his eye. He focused his mind back to the game and gave no more thought to that newer feeling from before.

Another twang came to him. He looked at Tak again. "It was another accident."

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Tak was still occupied working on repairing Zim's PAK, much to her dislike.

The Irken female tugged on a few wires once or twice as she tried to reconnect the relation between Zim's reaction time and the spider legs that came equipped with his PAK. She had a new set, all ready for him, and was just putting in the last few touches in the adjustments before she installed them. It had taken her a while to make the adjustments for the fact that these, newer, legs were much stronger and would be a lot easier to move about. This factor was essential in the battles that would surely come next.

She was unhappy about helping Zim. She was unhappy at the fact that he, a traitor to the Irken race, was sitting there, next to Tallest Red, playing a Vampire Piggies video game. It made her feel so mad that she wanted to hurt him. She really wanted to hurt him. Tak shielded her hatred of the small Irken so badly. It was hard but she felt that she had been able to do it enough. Tallest Red and Tallest Purple had specifically ordered her not to kill Zim while they were under the Bludgeon threat. She had been told not to harm the Irken for the fact that he was amazing when it came to destruction. Their plan was to get all the Irkens like Zim onto the planets surface somehow and then have them take it apart. Then they, along with an entire fleet, would go after the twins and destroy them. With nowhere to go, even if they didn't die, they would surely have no resources needed to get back to the Tallest. Hopefully they would drift into a sun or something.

Tak sighed and pulled at yet another wire as she yanked it over to connect it with a charging pod section. Zim flinched and she smirked as a response. The Irken boy glared back at her and she just smiled in her malevolence and said: "It was an accident."

Zim frowned and then turned back.

The Irken female sighed once more and let go of one of the wires. She let her arm hang down by her side and then she rested her chin on the back of the couch. Zim and Red had begun their game again and Red was whooping Zim. She watched them play for a while before the game began to bore her and she found that her mind drifted elsewhere. Tak glanced across the room. Gaz was still seated in the chair from before and was intently playing her game while Purple and Kim were talking to one another. Dib was over in the corner thinking to himself. He was leaned against the wall and had his left elbow resting in his right hand. She could tell that he was thinking hard just from the expression that he bore. He looked all troubled and deep in thought. She sort of liked it like that. Dib was quiet when he was thinking and she liked things to be quiet and intelligent. At that moment, the human was both.

Tak felt her cheeks get warm. She turned away from Dib just as he looked up at her.

"You cheating pig…"

She smiled slightly out of pure spite. Red had taken yet another one of Zim's gems and he was closer to beating him.

She yanked on one of the wires and smiled at Zim when he turned his head back again. "It was another accident."

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"So you're an alien hunter?"

"Yes."

"And you hunt aliens that come to Earth."

"Yes."

"How do you know who is and who isn't an alien?"

"The proper definition of an alien that I go by," Kim stated as she raised one finger to the tall Irken. "Is that any creature landing on a planet other than its own is considered to be an 'alien'. The only way someone off of this planet were to be able to become a proper civilian here would be if said creature had a child. That child would, technically, be considered a person of this planet and the parent would be able to stay with them. If, however, there is too much trouble, and I am forced to erase a large number of memories, I must ask this person to leave and either take their child or leave it."

"I see…" Purple rubbed his chin a little bit, pretending to be in thought. "So… I take it that you're much smarter than the other humans?"

"So I'm told."

"Interesting…"

"You cheating pig…"

They both looked back to the game between the two Irkens. Red looked very content whereas Zim was hoping about, trying to swing his pig out of the way. Too bad for him, though, that his reactions in real life involving his body moving had no affect on the game whatsoever.

There was a moment of silence between them. Nothing much was left to say between and alien hunter that hunted aliens off of their home planet and an alien leader who was off of his home planet. There wasn't all too much left to talk about between them. Tallest Purple and Kim had near nothing in common. While he enjoyed having fun and enjoying the day as well as giving people beatings she worried herself with responsibilities and saving the world everyday. Purple sighed. What a waste…

He looked back at Kim. "Donut?"

Her eyes went a little bit wider with surprise. She looked up at Purple. He sort of smiled at her. She took the donut that he offered to her. Kim lightly popped the pastry into her mouth and chewed as he took the last one from the bag. Purple dumped what crumbs were left over into his mouth and the crossed the room to the kitchen to get more.

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Kim sighed.

She wasn't too interested in speaking about herself. What she wanted to know was more about the Irken race and their level of government. Although she seemed to know oh so much about all these differing races she really only had what information she was able to pull out of ships that she had boarded.

In each ship she had been in there was been a few little tidbits about the Irken race. She, for example, knew that Irkens, technologically advanced as they may seem, completely depend on machines for them to maintain a life. Their PAKs are inserted at birth, if you could call it that. Kim knew that Irkens used a system of genetic modifying to create new Irkens and she knew that because of this they now needed their PAKs rather than just wanting them. She was aware of the fact that Irkens had limited emotional capabilities and hardly ever showed pity, kindness, guilt, anxiety, or stupidity. The one emotion she knew that they were not capable of having, for sure, was love. Irkens were not able to love someone. It was just impossible. A bond to break that factor would have had to be immensely strong.

Briefly describing how she determined an alien from a civilian she was able to move on to yet another question. They were growing tiresome and she wished for them to stop.

Kim longed to ask Tallest Purple of his rule on Irk. She waited patiently for him to finish bombarding her with questions.

Zim and Red distracted them for a little while before the long silence that spread out. She felt uncomfortable and she wanted to ask a question but she didn't know where to start. There were so many running through her head that she didn't know whether she should ask him about the government on Irk or the type of food they eat. She wanted to know why Irkens were able to eat Earth junk food but nothing else. She wanted to know…

"Donut?"

She was caught unawares as the powered pastry was set out before her in Purple's hand. He extended it to her with a slight smile. She didn't really know what to do. Kim had noticed that he was a fun loving guy and she assumed that he had just been trying to have a better time than just that. He looked bored and just as uncomfortable with the silence as she was. Kim put her hand out and took the donut, gently nodding her head in thanks. Then she popped it into her mouth and chewed as Purple finished his last one and walked into the kitchen for some more.

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Red furiously bashed at Zim's character on the video game. He smirked as he noticed how the Irken was swishing his arms about with his controller, trying to beat him. Usually, Zim would have graciously allowed Red to win but the Tallest had told him not to go easy on him because he wanted a challenge. Gaz had stated that if Zim had gone easy it would have been a waste of time. Video games, as Membrane said: "Develop hand-eye co-ordination and turn people into better human beings." Although Red was not too fond of the quiet, creepy human, he had to agree with her there.

Plus video games were always a great past time if you want to avoid paperwork.

What distracted him from killing Zim then and there, in terms of the video game, was a face that struck him hard since he had seen it.

It was the face of the sibling of Gagnor and Gagnex. They had said that her name was Gna and that she was their sister. Red couldn't help but feel as though she didn't want to destroy worlds. He figured that she had been forced into it. If he was able to get at her when she wasn't with her brothers then he could have had an excellent plan. Unfortunately, he wasn't able to think of how to find her, let alone get her away from her protective brothers.

There was no way he could do it.

Then again… there was one way. But it would have required an awful lot of workers to build it. And even then there would have to be enough people with piloting skills and a knowledge of Irken technology to run it. The Armada probably didn't even know that he and Purple were still alive!

He wondered what they were doing about his 'death'…

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(On Irk)

"Did you hear?"

"Hear what?"

"The Tallest died in a battle with those two Bludgeons."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Huh…" The Irken rested his elbow in his hand and then let his other hand hold his head as he looked at his friend. "I guess I owe you one Fratag."

"Yeah."

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Red sighed.

He bashed Zim once more and took one of his energy hamster gems yet again. He smirked as Zim sank in his seat saying: "You cheating pig…" Seeing that little traitor so frustrated was always a treat, no matter what kind of situation was brought up.

Red turned back to his thoughts. In order to operate such a powerful device he would need an entire crew of handy pilots who were smart and able to do as much as they needed to. I'll need a whole crew… Or… His mind strayed to the boy who was currently in the back of the room. One person who was very smart when it came to this sort of thing… Let's see… Zim told me that he was stupid… Yet he always foils his plans. Hmm… Yes. Dim… I mean Dib! Yes! He may be just what we need until I can contact the Armada again…

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Dib sighed.

He could think of nothing that would be of much help.

Compared to the Massive Armada his technology was completely useless. Compared to the Armada he was just one tiny speck and he knew it. Compared to the Armada he was one little, human teenager who was a little bit smarter than the rest. Compared to the Armada he was insignificant and he knew it.

If Gagnor and Gagnex had been able to take down the entire Massive then what would he be able to do about it? Not much.

He wouldn't even have his ship anymore. Tak would definitely take it back.

The Irken leaders had broken off from the conversation slowly. They lost interest leisurely and eventually dropped the subject. Purple erupted into a conversation with Kimberly and Dib was glad for that because he knew, just from her eyes, that Kim wanted to learn more about Irkens. Hopefully talking with Tallest Purple would help in that. Tallest Red had continued the game with Zim that they had been forced to pause earlier on. But Dib kept the concept of the conversation in his head, constantly going over possible plans of attack or how the twins were able to come back each time. The factor that was missing within the equation was what kept him going. Though they should have died many differing times they did not and although they should have stopped many times they did not. The two continued to come back. They continued to thrive. But there was no way that could have happened… Unless of course they were invincible or something… Dib smirked to himself in the shadows of the room's corner. Invincible… yeah, that'll be the day.

A strange feeling came to him as he thought to himself. He wasn't sure exactly how long he had been thinking but he was aware that it had been a while now. At least twenty minutes.

Dib looked up. A pair of eyes, like amethysts, stared back at him. His mind froze for a moment. It was Tak. Her dark, purple eyes pierced right through him. He couldn't do anything; all he did was look. She did the very same thing. What must she be thinking about? What is running through her head right now? I wonder… After trying as hard as he felt possible Dib was finally able to twitch his hand enough so that it looked like a movement. He twiddled his fingers a bit in a sort of wave at the Irken female and was surprised when she waved back at him. As Tak turned back to the couch he couldn't help but notice the change in her skin color.

It reminded him of Christmas.

"You cheating pig…"

Dib smirked. The sight of Zim being beaten by Red was very pleasing. He found, also, that he had to force back a laugh when Tak yanked on one of the wires in Zim's PAK. The Irken nearly jumped. He thought that she had done it before but he had been too deep in though to bother looking up.

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Gaz kept herself furiously busy with her game. She refused to open her eyes from their normal slits and look at the people and Irkens around her. She ignored Tak, leaning over the side of the sofa and she ignored the conversation that went on between Tallest Purple and Kimberly. She completely ignored her idiot brother and she most definitely ignored the mob that had posted itself outside their door. She did, however, pause her game every couple of minutes to check up on the game between Tallest Red and Zim.

Occasionally she would slip Zim a few pointers. It was because of these tips that he was able to last so long against his superior. She was aware of this and although she did not admire Red's game skills she did enjoy his style.

Where she, playing in a multiplayer environment, would swiftly establish a link with her opponent for a quick kill Red would organize a good plan of attack. Where she would have collected weapons and ammunition for her assault Red would enjoy watching his opponent fiddle for anything to help after he took all things useful. Where she would have rushed past her opponent in a swift flurry of game, making an immediate slaughter Red would amuse himself by expertly dodging each blow and each attack before he made his final strike. Where she removed her opponent from the game rapidly for humiliation Red toyed with them for both that and amusement. It was a very ingenious way to do it.

It was, yet again, her time to look up and watch the game progress. Gaz pressed the light button on the GS3 console and let the pause menu appear on screen as she looked up.

Zim was waving his controller around wildly like it would do something useful. She watched as Red sat there quietly and smirked at the Irken. At one point Zim nearly leapt to his feet. Gaz was able to see that Tak, who was doing the repairs on his PAK, was having a hard time getting the wires fixed and adding in the new adjustments.

Gaz smirked as Tak pulled on the wires. Zim was pulled back to the sofa and frowned as he looked back at the Irken female. "It was an accident."

She started the game again and played for a while.

"You cheating pig…"

Looking up and pausing her game Gaz could see that Zim looked distraught and annoyed. Red was smirking smugly and looked as though he was ready to rub some victory in the little Irken's face. Although she wasn't able to see the television screen all too well from where she was seated she was able to help Zim enough to stay in the game for so long.

What she wanted to know, however, was why she wanted to help him at all. Usually she didn't mind seeing someone be crushed and toppled over in a video game. But for Zim she provided him aid. It was a strange notion; one that she had never expected herself of doing. Gaz wondered what drove her on to do so.

Zim leapt again. He turned to the smiling Tak. "It was another accident."

Gaz continued her game, giving the matter no more thought…

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(A few hours later…)

Dib sighed and turned back from the shadows. "I don't hear the people outside anymore… Either they've hunkered down for the night here or they've gone home. I don't think that they would have fallen asleep considering the fact that there are four Irkens in this house." He walked over next to Tak and leaned on the back of the couch. "I think that we should start thinking of things to do. Seeing as Gagnor and Gagnex are such a huge threat and all."

Red paused the game, much to Zim's joy, and put his arm on the back of the sofa to face Dib. "As much as I hate to bring those two up I have to agree with you Dim."

"Dib."

"Whatever… Anyways. I also think that we should start thinking of what to do." Red turned to his co-Tallest. "Purple, come sit, we have much to talk about and much to think about."

Purple frowned, popped one last donut into his mouth, and then flung his body over so that he was seated in the chair by the couch. He sat there, proud and ready to engage in conversation about the matter at hand. "Kay, so where do we begin?"

"Well…" Dib stood up straight and thought. "I guess we should start with…"

"Son?"

Everyone in the room froze.

"Is that you up there?"

Dib looked at Gaz. She looked back at him with one eye larger than its normal slit. She glared into her brother's eyes and said: "Dad's home…"

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Brooke: Just a little chapter I did to give you a… actually… I don't know why I did this chapter. I guess I just did it! LOL!

Jack: Review Update! We have three new ones as of right now! First is another review from CrazyMonkeyFox.

Brooke: Glad you liked the chapter! I was aiming for cute, even though it doesn't come easy for me, so I'm glad you thought that it was cute. I was worried that Gir was out of context though… This review makes me feel better about that! Thanks!

Zim: Next review is from geminidragon76

Brooke: Glad that you caught the complications in the ZAGR. I did that on purpose. Seeing how Gaz and Zim are not really the social love type I had to make them aware yet unaware of their feelings. It'll gradually grow. Also, glad you favour the DATR. I'm A FAN myself. I wanted to make it just Dib and Tak when I started the story out but I decided to put Dib at the peek of a love triangle between him Tak and Someone else. So I used Kim. Loved the review! thanks!

Impmon: Lastly we have Do-not-eat2000.

Brooke: Oh! A new one! Ok… Wow! Do you really mean that? That makes me almost want to hug someone! Thanks for that! I don't know how many people would agree with you on the H.P. thing but thanks for that anyways! I'm glad you think that my story is good.

Batty: Everyone gets chocolate and cola!!