Chapter 1

The day was quiet, which was uncommon for days in skool. Yes, today was actually very boring. But the culprit to this calm aura could have been the sweltering heat that had been going on for the past week.

Yes, the entire playground was a stinking area for smelly children. They were all sweaty and they were tired and complained far too much about the increasing temperature. In fact, it was so very hot out that the actually tar was melting on the ground. Poor little lizard boy had already fallen victim to getting both of his shoes stuck in the black goop that was all over the place. Now, as class went on, he was still out in the playground, trying to free himself from his prison.

Currently the day had gone normal for one particular class, however. The class that had the teacher known as Ms. Bitters had stayed on schedule like they did no matter what kind of weather was happening. So the scary teacher stayed in the front of the classroom. She had taken to torturing students again, which happened to be one of her favorite hobbies of all time. This time she had decided to see how long a student could balance a book on their head while fighting off a rabid weasel.

The victim of the hour hadn't been chosen yet but everyone in the class was looking at one person who hadn't paid attention to Ms. Bitters during the past two weeks that they had been there after a rather long vacation. It was clear to the class that their scary teacher would chose that student to do the strange test at the front of the classroom but they still waited in suspense as the old woman slinked around the classroom, rubbing her chin and glaring into the eyes of every child there.

Then she stopped at a desk in the third row away from the door. She pointed to the student in the front row and everyone let out a sigh of relief.

Then she skimmed her finger over fast and selected a brown-skinned boy in the front row. He screamed and fell out of his seat. Ms. Bitters glared at him as she said: "AJ. Step up to the front of the class and fight of that rabid weasel while balancing this book on your head." Then she dropped a book on his head that was so big that it flattened the poor boy.

The girl that had been sitting in the front row desk in the third row from the door snickered where she sat and then began to attend to her drawing once more. Slowly she sketched a little picture of a girl with her hand out towards her and yelling the word 'three!' This student had long brown hair that went to her waist and always wore the same scull shirt with the blue wings. Her jeans were ripped and she had large, metal tipped boots that she wore to scare people. Then of course there was always that criminally insane look in her eyes, particularly in the left one which twitched on occasion thanks to a blow to the face with a soccer ball not too long ago.

But of course there wasn't only she and AJ in the room. There were others. Two in particular are of importance and the others can go die for all this story cares.

On this girl's left was a boy who had been burying his nose in a book during the majority of the class. Ever since the fact that their teacher's lesson were pointless had been pointed out to him this child couldn't have been more into what he enjoyed doing. His black scythe sat up on his head and slowly swayed with the breeze that came in from the open window. He let his black coat hang off of the side of his chair as he read up on how to capture a dimension hopper, which he had only just gotten into. He also wanted to find out how to jump dimensions but, sadly, no book that he consulted had anything of use and the only person that he knew could do it hadn't done it in forever because they didn't know how to do it exactly. You can see why he was so frustrated on this particular day.

Then there was someone else in the classroom that needs to be taken into consideration. He was, possibly, one of the most important people in this story. The boy had a rare and unheard of skin condition that caused his complexion to turn a pale green and him to have no ears yet be able to hear everything, possibly on greater terms than any other, normal boy. This child always wore the same outfit. He always had on black pants and a long red shirt, that sort of resembled a dress, which had three black stripes on it going from his left to his right. He never took of his backpack, which was silver with three red spots and he always had a stupid 80's haircut molded out of his black hair. But, despite everything that he did, Zim was an alien from the planet Irk sent on a 'secret' mission to destroy Earth to prove his worth to his leaders. You never would have guessed, right?

The bell rang and the three children essential to this story walked outside. This was unlike most children in the class who actually crawled out of the small gaps between the open windowpanes and the wall. Seeing this act, however, made these three children sort of feel superior to these children, one; because they were smart enough to walk out the front door and not fall in the mud to be punished by their parents when they got home. Two; because they KNEW that they were superior and smarter than all of the other children.

Zim, the green child, walked out and stretched himself out to the warmth of the sun. He glared at the shinning orb in the sky for a moment and then turned back to his 'assistant'. This person would be the girl from before.

"Come, there's much to be done at the base. I have a new scheme to DESTROY THE HUMANS!!!"

Several children glanced over in Zim's direction, eyebrows raised.

A bead of sweat appeared on his head and he whipped one hand behind his head, quickly blurting out his usual phrase of 'I am normal!' in the process.

The girl, who enjoyed being called EB for her penname on the Internet, rolled her eyes and started off in the direction of Zim's house. She was just passing the gates when she saw one other girl who she knew well. This girl's name was Gaz and during EB's time in Zim's world she had grown found of Gaz and Gaz of her. The two were good friends, and although EB didn't enjoy video games as much as Gaz she did enjoy pizza and soda.

Currently, the Goth girl had seated herself on a bench close to the entrance while she waited for her brother, Dib, the paranoid boy with the scythe hairstyle. Gaz had out her Game slave 2 and was playing her most favorite game of vampire piggy hunters. She had finally made it past the tower of flaming weasels and was moving on to the lair of the hog demons when EB leaned over her shoulder.

"Afternoon, G. How's the game coming along?"

"Fine."

EB leaned in and went over the layout of the game in her head. She scanned the area and then pointed to a spot a little over to where Gaz's character was engaging a fight with a giant boar of flaming death. "If you move in past those barrels you'll probably find some pig tokens and a new life line to steal from a hog mage."

Gaz raised a brow but took EB's advice and hurried her character over. Surprisingly, there was a hog mage on the over side. Gaz hurriedly killed him and collected 20 pig tokens as well as a new lifeline, which would definitely help her against the flaming hog demon boss. She smirked. "Thanks. How'd you know that it would be there?"

"It was kind of obvious. Based on the other areas where I saw you find hog mages I realized that they enjoyed hiding in odd places. But once I looked it over after writing it down on a piece of paper I realized that they work in a certain pattern. The next one will probably be in a dank place behind something that has a lot of pig ghosts come out of it. I can give you a copy of my chart if you want?"

"Sure." Gaz looked up at the sound of a rumble. EB followed her gaze and they both saw Zim and Dib in a fight. Zim was now on top of Dib and was pulling at his scythe while Dib coiled his legs around Zim from behind and tried to flip him over on a number of accounts. "What are those idiots doing now?"

"Being idiots. What would you expect?" EB turned her head on the side. She made a few hmm noises. "You know… any ZADR fan would go crazy at the sight of this quarrel right now. I can guarantee that."

"What's ZADR?"

EB's face went red. "N-Nevermind."

Suddenly, EB was knocked out of the way as Dib was thrown in her direction. The boy landed on top of her, jabbing his elbow into her gut in the process. EB screamed out with both anger and discontent. She flinched as Dib tried to end up and drove his elbow further into her stomach. Then she pushed her hand up into his jaw and drove him away but as Dib went up he ended up in a quite uncomfortable position and ended up being in contact with something.

"Huh?" he said to himself. "What's this? Soft…"

It was only after EB realized his jaw that he was able to look down and see what it was he had been grabbing this whole time. It turned out that his hand was actually on a very inappropriate place and Dib's face went white when he realized what it was.

EB was lying there and was completely infuriated. Dib hurriedly lifted his hand off of her breasts but the damage had been done and he flinched back as the girl readied to drive her fist so far into him that he would be inside out and walk with a limp for the rest of his life.

But it was just then that they heard Gaz scream and Dib was knocked out by a flying red device that crashed into the back of his scull. He fell on top of EB again, who was now sitting up. But this time it wasn't his hand that was on her breast but rather his head that was resting in them. EB pushed him away, adding to the bumps already on his head. Then she looked up to see Gaz with her hands out in front of her and looking like they had once held something.

And indeed they had.

Her Game slave 2!!

It was gone!!

Instead it was next to Dib and Zim was standing over the boy looking triumphant and victorious.

"Take that! Dib-stink! No pitiful human touches Zim or his dimension hopping assistant!"

Gaz glared at Zim. She then began to glow and eerie purple and her dark aura went black with rage as she readied to attack the alien on a plane far higher than physical.

EB knew what was coming next. She hurried to her feet and ran for Zim as quickly as she could. Then she dove just as the blow was struck. Zim didn't even have time to think about what would happen next. All he saw was EB dive in front of him. Then there was a big flash of red and suddenly it was all black.

Gaz happily walked away, her game slave 2 in one hand and her brother being dragged in the other.

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Kim: OMG THAT TOOK FOREVER!!!! Forgive me everyone!! I didn't mean for it to take that long! But it's hard for me to write this good. S-sorry. And yes! I wrote this! People wouldn't think that I could that good but I did it! Hee, hee! I showed you all!

Brooke: …freak…

Kim: Sure Brooke. I'M the freak here (rolls eyes).

Brooke: Grrr…