AN:

Wow! Only one day on Fan fiction and I already have people reviewing my story. Well, I said that positive reviews would equal this story continuing. I hope you all enjoy! (Read A/N at the end!)

Disclaimer: I don't own Invader Zim. If I did, there would be a lot more of the doom song.

Chapter 2: G.I.R., reporting for duty

The Tallest zoomed to the front of the line of invaders before taking out a small metal plate and placing it on the ground. A moment later, the plate transformed into a small robot with glowing red eyes, and stood perfectly still as the tallest began to explain what it was.

"This is your Standard Issue Information Retrieval unit, also known as a S.I.R.," explained Purple, gesturing to the small robot. "It will assist you in gathering valuable knowledge during your mission." Zim kept a strait face as he looked at the little robot. Looks like they upgraded them from my previous models.

He missed what Red had said, something about thermoses but was startled back into paying attention when Purple shouted out who wanted the S.I.R. that they had on the podium. An Invader, Zim couldn't remember who, shouted out that he did and was hit by the S.I.R. as it was thrown at him by Purple. He winced and inhaled sharply when he noticed where it hit him. Ohhhh, right in the Squeedily Spooch.

"Everyone else, line up and take a robot." Zim got in line behind Invader Larg. After Larg received his unit. Zim raced up. He kept up his idiot façade, knowing that the Tallest would probably give him a defective model. That, however, would help with his plans, as a slightly malfunctioning unit would most likely not report information directly to the Tallest or the Control Brains. He held out his hands and closed his eyes, hoping he looked innocent.

"Um ah, we have a top secret model for you Zim." Red waved his hand behind him and a trashcan appeared behind him. Zim began to question the intelligence of the Tallest even more as they seemed to think he couldn't see them take the trash and build him his secret model. Purple held it behind his back as he made a falling sound with his mouth; he then tossed it out from behind him. For the second time that day, Zim nearly had a stroke out of anger at his treatment by these idiotic fools. If they knew about his true level of intelligence, they would have known they would have need a special forces unit to make that even come close to fooling him.

Zim looked down at what he dubbed the Garbage Issue Information Retrieval Unit, or G.I.R. for short. It looks like one of the first models the Vort and me designed. Wow, I didn't even know that the parts for them still existed. He continued to stare at it, as it stayed deactivated. Another moment passed before he addressed the Tallest as to this most advanced of units.

"It looks kind of…. Not good."

"Yes," Purple began, "That's what the enemy will think." Zim almost rolled his eyes in exasperation at that. He was about to continue to make the Tallest uncomfortable with his questions when he was halted by the sudden activation of G.I.R. It stood up, its body glowing with a deep red hue. It snapped a quick salute as it addressed Zim directly.

"G.I.R., reporting for duty." Zim almost burst out laughing at that. He felt like the universe was finally throwing him a bone after all of the shit that it had tossed at him during years prior. He composed himself and put a bewildered expression on his face as he asked what the G in his name stood for. "I don't know." Gir responded before getting a look of utter stupidity on its face. Zim stared wide-eyed at it. Oh Irk, please tell me its not… He wasn't able to finish before Gir started hitting its head while laughing with pure joy. Zim nearly fell to his knees. It seems as if the universe still hated him. He instead turned to the Tallest yet again.

"Um, is it supposed to be stupid?" He looked up and say that the Tallest quickly say something to each other that he couldn't hear before they turned to speak to him.

"Its not stupid, its advanced." Purple said in the most obvious sarcastic tone possible. That was the stray that almost broke the camels back. Zim was THIS close to jumping at them and killing them both. He could deal with being talked down to, hell he could even deal with being called short, no matter how much it caused his brain to demand the death of the person sending out those remarks. What he couldn't stand was being forced to spend time with a malfunctioning phase 1 S.I.R. unit made out of Broken Parts! He barely managed to calm himself down before thanking the Tallest for his, robot, before marching out towards his ship, Gir following right behind him.

The teleportation service beamed him up to his Voot Runner and he set to work activating it for the task of sending him to the other side of the galaxy. He had modified it during his time with the Vort, adding in a combination of experimental weaponry and armor, as well as an extremely powerful power source. It was one of his most prized possessions. So when Gir began to touch random buttons, he understandably snapped slightly.

"Gir! Do not touch those! They are not for you." Gir looked at him blankly for a second before smiling. "Okee Dokee" He said, before proceeding to grab his legs and twirling around in the Zero-G environment of the Voot Runner. He carefully piloted his ship out from between the two Shuvvers and flew out into open space. He set the navigation computer to the coordinates given by the tallest. Even though he didn't expect a planet to be there, he thought that he could at least find a barren moon to set up a base for his plans to take fruition. Checking his navigation computer, he saw it would take about three months for him to reach his destination.

Welp, no better time to get some sleep, Zim thought. He stretched out and listened to the hum of his ship and Gir singing what he had proclaimed the "Doom Song". As his eyes shut, he hoped for a nice, blissful sleep. However, the universe had other plans for him.

He began to remember the events that led him up to this moment.

A/N:

And… that's a wrap! I know, probably not that good but I wanted to at least get the general idea of the story put on paper before getting into the meat of the plot.

Yes, the next two chapters will be explaining Zim's backstory and showing how he's smatter in this story and as well as his hatred for the current Tallest and the Control Brains. Sorry if that isn't your cup of tea.

R' and R': Tell me what you think. PM me if you have ideas for what this story should do after the flashback. I love all you faces!