The Employer and Tak had been watched with the tenacity of a psychotic stalker. During the weeks and weeks of siege on the Irken home world, a single sphere orbited the planet, small enough to avoid being detected by any known scanner and disguised as nothing more than floating debris. Within the pod existed the most important tool; a Photon Wave Emitter. The pod would constantly scan the Employer's Mothership, emitting a particle wave light and small enough to phase through solid objects while slightly detecting any distortions in the affected space. This created a map of the exterior and interior of El Moosey Megaship Mark Cinco that was constantly refined as more waves were sent out. Objects in motion would simply leave a faint ghost trail while static objects could be mapped. The pod was able to detect any movement made by the Employer and Tak, and more importantly, create a schematic of the interior of the antler-shaped ship.

Once the Employer and Tak had left their Mothership, the remaining moose forces became lax. Most of the forces were already sent towards Irk with only the workers required to maintain the ship's functions were left. Now they simply awaited the inevitable announcement of victory, unaware of the signal that was sent immediately after their leader's leave.

Two cylindrical pods stealth by Vortian technology were jettisoned towards El Moosey Megaship Mark Cinco. The two pods attached themselves silently to the two ends of the ship, identified as the security center and the communications maintenance room. Each room only had three or less guards stationed, making it easy for the rotating, laser saw-blades on the pods to slice a hole through the ship without notice.

In the communications room stood three moose soldiers, casually staring at the buttons, panels, and levers at the stations they were assigned to. Their brains only reacted with a slight twitch of their arms at the glimpse of two scaly beings and a big-headed fleshbag thrusting laser-blades towards their face. The moment laser met moose-brains, all mental functions ceased and pain was no longer felt. The beings confirmed the deaths and made sure they were alone as a fourth being, a squishy, snarky mechanic dropped into the room. She had been given files that only had to be uploaded into the communications systems. They would silence all verbal transmissions throughout the ship, effectively muting the Employer's Mothership.

Meanwhile, the security room only had two moose soldiers, and it only took one temperamental human to permanently dispatch them. Two Irkens and a robot servant dropped from the pod, the tallest one approaching the console controlling all the monitors on the ship. Once he got into the system, he looped the security footage to avoid suspicion while remaining undetected.

They had successfully cut the tongue and gouged the eyes of the ship. All the inhabitant of the ship were unaware of the deadly beings, never knowing where they were, why they were here, and who they were, not until their life disappeared less than a second later. Any moose who caught sight of the intruders would get their head sliced between the eyes by a laser-blade-handed meatsack, body blasted to fractions by a limbless lizard-being, limbs crunched between the teeth of a reptile, ribs squashed at the hands of a squishy tinkerer, neck broken by a short combat specialist, being mauled by a purple-haired demon, or skull bashed by a little robot wielded by a tall Invader. Nothing was able to stop them from reaching the core.

Tel had felt many moments of regret throughout his time in Zim's Mega-Doom Armada. After spending what could have been months in a small, spherical pod, he had to suffer through meeting Zim's enemies face to face after crashing from orbit like a meteor. Now he was flying across to who knows where, for all he knew Zim could be sending him towards some Irken volcano or giant worm beast. The only thought that gave him comfort during all this time was that it beats being a mindless drone in his sister's cult, maybe.

The pod finally stopped, the sudden loss of velocity was strong enough to send Tel crashing towards the front part of the pod, fortunately the metal half of his face took most of the impact. He felt the pod move again, but at a slower rate than before. It came to a halt and the pod slowly opened up; real, artificial light spread upon Tel's face and soon he found himself in a circular room, surrounded by the remaining Heboadians that had survived throughout all of Zim's escapades.

"Sir, we're glad to have you aboard!" greeted one of the Heboadians who aided Tel as he got out of the pod. He took a moment to recall the being's name, life in the pod had boggled his mind a bit.

"Uh, Plun, right?" Tel asked.

"Yes, Tel, sir!"

"Where are we?"

"On Irk, inside the Dibship, sir!"

"What?!" Before he left Vort, Tel got a brief briefing of Zim's "plan" of which he only received vague bullet points, but he at least knew that the Dibship being on Irk meant Zim had begun the final assault. "Alright, what are our orders, Plun?"

"Mayhem and chaos, sir."

"Elaborate, please."

"The Dibship is to wreak havoc in the Irken capital using the tools at its disposal."

"Okay, who's running the Dibship?"

"We are."

"What?! We have no experience on a ship, if we did we'd have left our planet long before Zim showed up!"

"Don't worry, sir, we've reviewed all the necessary knowledge for ship maintenance through the video documents owned by the human our almighty Dibship takes his name from!"

"And that's going to make you experts?"

"Yes sir, we've already installed the whooshing doors, placed our people in front of blinking monitors and buttons with ambiguous purposes, and captured several Irkens and moose and painted them red to act as sacrificial fodder when trouble arises!"

"I have several problems with those statements, but it's the best we're gonna get so I'll live with them." Plun led Tel to a room where several Heboadians stood in front of consoles. Tel was motioned to stand on top of a glowing circle in the room's center. The Heboadians began pushing on the buttons as Tel was given several devices that looked like pieces of armor. "What's all this?"

"Zim notified us that you will be piloting the Dibship yourself."

"Maybe I won't live after all. What's Zim thinking making me a pilot?"

"He said 'Tel's combat ability easily outshines the rest of your pitiful race's attempt at close-quarters pain causing'."

"What's close-quarters combat have to do with piloting a ship?"

"What? You haven't seen the current state of the Dibship, yet, sir?"

"The current state of the Dibsh-" Tel was separated from Plun by the sudden appearance of holographic monitors floating in from of them. They revealed live diagnostics for the Dibship, a screen displaying the carnage happening outside the ship, and the image of a humanoid robot titled "Dibship".

The design resembled a slim human while being armored in the torso, legs, and forearms. Several huge thrusters were curved around its back and stretching down about halfway to the legs, creating an image similar to a cape or coattail. The head of the mech had a large projection coming from the top of the head that ended at the back, forming a scythe-like shape. A jolt of glee ran through Tel at the thought of piloting a giant robot, but he quickly regained composure in front of his followers. "I see, so that's, uh, what you mean."

"Sir, the Dibship's body will move as you do as long as the glove and boots are on and modules we placed onto your mechanical arm aren't disconnected. Are you ready?"

"Yes."

"Begin manual overwrite!" Tel watched as progress bars and sequences of code filled his monitors and rapidly moved in front of his eyes. The audio feed of the outside was increasing in volume. The Dibship had been in autopilot up to now and his voicing of his frustrations were audible to Tel.

"Don't blame me for your gruesome deaths! Only blame yourselves for the universe's faults!" it said as moose and Irkens alike were being squished by the movement of the unstable AI.

"I'm not an emotional wreck! You're the wreck! Because I just wrecked your face! And the rest of your body! Oh, god, I've gotten so fat. Why must I be cursed with this body?! Must fate always deal me a hand of random, unrelated numbers in the game of life-poker?! Oh, that was good, I must write that down-THERE IS NO PENCIL GARGANTUAN ENOUGH FOR ME TO WIELD! CRUEL, WICKED, DOUCHEY FATE! How can this get any wor-what's this? I can't feel... my body, senses faded...NOOOOOOO! Damn you paraplegia, you have struck me down again!"

The Dibship was syncing up with Tel's movement and soon the Heboadian had full control. He quickly adjusted to the feel of maneuvering around with the body and proceeded to do as he was commanded, cause mayhem and chaos. He resumed where the Dibship had left off in slaying the moose and Irkens beneath him and punching the buildings. One of the monitors prompted Tel to raise his mechanical arm into the air. Following the movement, the Dibship's arm transformed and flames began spewing from it. Tel would put that flamethrower to good use.

Irken and moose aircraft both targeted the Dibship with their weapons. Tel instinctively waved the mech's arm at the annoying fliers, causing the aircraft to come crashing down, some of which went barreling towards the Dibship.

"AAAHHHHHHHH!" Tel was electrocuted upon impact. The ships had hit the Dibship's left leg, causing it to be in a kneeling position which Tel was forced into as well. "Plun! What the Boad was that?!"

"An electric shock, sir," Plun answered, "It's to heighten your battle instincts. Also your body will follow the movement of the Dibship for better synergy."

"If the Dibship becomes tilted then how is this room not at an angle also?"

"This room is on an axis, like a gyro, no matter how the outer shell moves this room will remain parallel to the surface. So we'll be fine for when you take stinging pain to your nerves and bumble around like the monkey you are."

"You didn't have to phrase it like that, Plun."

"Just echoing Zim's words, sir."

Tel got back up and resumed his rampage through Irk. There may be physical pain involved along the way, but at least it has its perks, its doom-causing, death-bringing, burning-beings-alive perks.

"ZIM! YOU ARE UNBELIEVABLY DUMB!" Gaz was slightly upset over Zim's destruction of the Employer's ship core, while they were still on the ship, in space. Now Zim's invading force was clutching onto anything sturdy while trapped in the center of a ship that was going to crash on Irk.

"When did you even place those bombs on the core?!" Dib was holding onto a railing that led to the now broken core.

"Actually, I placed those bombs," Daj said. He was holding onto Kry who used his teeth to hook into the room.

"What?! And you didn't say anything?!"

"I didn't know the drone was gonna blow them up!"

"They're bombs," Kor said, "Did you expect them to give you hugs or something?"

"I didn't think the drone was gonna blow them up while we were on the ship."

"Silence! All of you!" Zim needed them to stop bickering in order to formulate an escape plan, even though the bickering was his fault. Even he knew he did an incredibly shortsighted move in prematurely blowing the core, but he was never going to admit that. "This is all just a part of my plan!"

"Zim, that's a load of dung," Dib responded.

"Shut up! You're obviously too stupid with your feeble human brain to comprehend the complexity of this plan! Skoodge, surely you can see the might of this plan!"

"I, uh, my Tallest...I have no comment," Skoodge replied. His brain was still trying to comprehend how his Tallest made such a mistake.

"Fine! You will all witness the excellence of Zim's plans!" Zim was still bluffing his way through this for the most part. He was trying to think of something during all of that but still came up with nothing. There's no way for them to make it to the main deck of the ship in time to even attempt to gain control, attempting to jump out from this height would just be jumping into a different crisis, unfortunately that seemed like the best solution. Until Gir crashed into Zim's stomach.

Zim let out a cry of pain. Gir had been floating around the room the entire time, enjoying the gain in velocity, however this collision caused Zim to let go of the console he was holding onto. His body flew upwards towards the inner wall of the room, but he was stopped before his head was going to smash against it. He saw that a pale hand was holding onto his leg.

"Just because I saved you doesn't mean I'm not going to kill you later," Gaz said, "So hurry up and do your escape plan already so we can get out."

Zim paused and stared at her.

"What?!" Gaz shouted at him. That brought him back into reality. He didn't know why he blanked out. Gir might have hit his squeedly-spooch too hard, but Gaz's words were unexpected. However, he finally formed an idea to get them out. He turned to his datapad and recalled how they originally got into the ship, the pods.

From Zim's datapad he began remotely controlling one of the pods. It should still be attached to one of the ends of the Mothership so he had to navigate it to the core. He just had to take into account the distance, terminal velocity within Irk's gravity, acceleration due to mass, force of impact, etc., just simple calculations. When Zim heard the loud thud on the wall above him, he knew he succeeded. Lasers began cutting through the metal of the wall, cutting a hole to their only way out.

Zim grabbed Gir and Skoodge and then launched himself towards the hole and looked triumphantly down upon his followers, "Haha! You fools doubted the advanced mind of Zim! Now gaze at Zim's genius with your feeble minds!"

"Holy crap!" Dib yelled, "Maybe we'll live after all!"

"Now quickly decide amongst yourselves who to leave behind."

"...Maybe not," Kor said.

"What?!" Dib exclaimed.

"The pod can't fit all of us, stupid Dib-worm. I'll be taking Gir and Skoodge, but the rest of you are equally expendable! Now hurry up so Zim can esc-" Zim heard an explosion behind him. He didn't need to look back to realize what had happened. Gir and Skoodge were pulled from Zim's grasp by the immense force that was now pulling on him as well. He screamed as his body went through the hole where the now exploded pod had been.

"Zim-Ahhhhhhh!"

"Gaz! Whoaaaa-"

"Whoawhoawho-wait Dibyou'recollidingtowards-" When Zim made his sudden exit, Gaz tried to reach for him, only to get pulled by the same force that pulled Zim, causing Dib to make a poor attempt at saving her, only to lose his grip and collide headfirst into Daj and Kry, leaving only Kor in the crashing ship. She took a second to ponder what would hurt more, a flaming metal death, or going splat on the surface of a planet. She decided to let go.

Kor was now free falling into the middle of an alien war from a height of what could be thousands of Earth miles. She had let go quickly enough to be within earshot of Daj, Kry, and Dib. Daj was berating Dib for causing all of them to fly out of the ship, Dib pointed out how staying in the ship wouldn't have changed their situation anyway.

"It's so nice to know that you two can be falling to your death and still argue about stupid stuff," Kor shouted at them.

"Kor? What are you doing here?!" Dib said, "Wait, never-mind, can you get here and let me use you to cushion my fall?!"

"Even if I could cushion your fall enough for you to survive and had a desire to harm myself for your benefit, there's no possible way for me to get to you!"

"Of course you can, you just have to...fall...faster...or something."

"Gravity doesn't work that way!"

"But what about density and air resistance and stuff like that!"

"You sound like such an expert in physics."

"Why do you have to be so sarcastic WHEN I'M FALLING TO MY DEATH!"

"It makes me feel better about myself."

"Well I'm about to feel dead!"

"You can't feel when you're dead!"

"Shut up, Kor!"

"How about you both shut up and get on the damn pod already!" Dib and Kor had failed to notice the flying pod that was near them while they argued. Zim had connected to the second pod and piloted towards them. Gaz, who had shouted at them, pulled Dib onto the pod and then grabbed Kor. Everyone was clinging onto the metal cylinder, to the point where Daj and Kry were almost dangling on the sides. Zim was gripping onto it with his legs while controlling the ship with his datapad.

"See, you foolish worms! Through my genius, my plan had come together and saved all of your pitiful lives!" Zim shouted.

Everyone was getting sick of Zim's insistence on inflating his ego. Gaz was the first to express her opinion verbally, "...Bullsh-"

"SHIP!" Dib's interjection caused the others to turn their heads where he was looking. The ship had antler shaped wings and was dome with some kind of glass-like material, giving a clear view of the moose pilot, and the ship was charging right at them. The shock caused Zim to make their pod suddenly dive, but it also saved their lives in the process.

"That was definitely a moose!" Dib said.

"Does this pod have any weaponry we can use?!" Daj frantically asked.

"No, this is a breaching pod," Zim said as he dodged another charge from the moose ship.

"Does anyone have any weapons on them?" Kor asked.

"The Dib-monkey has a laser-blade!"

"What can we do with that?"

"Throw the flesh sack!"

"What?! No way!" Dib objected.

"For once in your miserable life, be useful!"

"Throwing me won't solve anythi-LASERS!"

"Huh-AHHHH!" Red lasers began to spew from the moose ship. Zim began a serpentine maneuver to dodge the beams of death. While Zim could continue to pilot the ship like this, the various twists, turns, and sudden drops had everyone using all their strength to just to avoid falling off, soon it wouldn't matter if the pod gets shot by a laser.

Gaz noticed that the ship was getting closer and closer. She grabbed Gir and asked a single question, "Zim, you're probably the best pilot here, right?"

"Of course, none of you come close to my skill!" That's all Gaz needed to hear.

"Keep the pod steady."

"Has your mind devolved, Gaz-Wait, why are you st-WHY ARE YOU HOLDING ZIM?! STO-AAAHHHHHHHH!"

The moose was getting frustrating. It couldn't believe it was taking this long to shoot down a flying cylinder that was half the size of the ship it was piloting, the targets barely holding on to it. The rage it felt caused it to revert to its instincts, the moose decided to charge. This was the most basic maneuver that was programmed into its brain for aerial combat. It was just a simple, sudden thrust of the engines.

Time slowed for the moose as it inched closer to ramming the Irken pod. It was so focused on the enemy aircraft, it didn't notice the object pressing against the clear barrier that was protecting it. The moose watched at the barrier slowly began to bend before shattering, pieces flew towards its head. In the next moment the moose felt pain, it felt the coldness of its armor being crushed inwards towards its face, it felt the motion of its neck twisting until the bone finally left its socket. The moose only saw a glimpse of the object, its final sight was a blur of silver and cyan.

Dib, Kor, Daj, Kry, and Skoodge watched Gaz's leap onto the moose ship, taking Zim and Gir with her. They were silenced by the feat they had just saw.

"Dib, your sister is the scariest being I have ever met," Kor was the first to break the silence.

"I'm with Kor," Daj said.

"I'm questioning her humanity at this point," Dib said.

"No one's piloting our pod," Skoodge observed.

"Yeah...Wait, WHAT?!" Dib and the others were in such awe at Gaz's inhuman abilities that they failed to notice their pod plunging to Irk's surface.

"Zim left the scary, purple human and now no one's left to pilot this."

"Can't you do it?!"

"No, I'm not skilled enough to operate this aircraft."

"How the Fef can you be so calm?!" Kor yelled.

"Now that we've reached this height, I am confident that I can survive this."

"HOW?!" Daj shouted. Skoodge didn't say anything and only turned away from the group. The little Irken jumped from the pod and was free-falling. They watched the Irken's PAK beeped twice and four tentacles appeared and quickly formed a triangle. A light screen filled the triangle, creating a hang glider which he used to fly away. "...Damn Drone."

"We're screwed, aren't we?" Dib said in despair.

"Well, Kor will live no matter what, Kry and I have a chance of making it out alive with our internal structures messed up, but your squishy flesh is pretty much done for. So nice knowing you, Dib."

"Gee, thanks."

"There is a chance for you to survive, Dib," Kor said.

"Really, how?!"

"We could try jumping off before impact to sort of reset our terminal velocity. Most beings wouldn't be able to create a velocity large enough to counteract the object in free fall but my boots can multiply the amount of force I exert so it might be able to-"

"So physics."

"It's a lot more complicated than that. I need to exert close to double the force in the opposite-"

"I'm gonna die in five seconds just do physics already!"

"Ugh, fine. Hold on to me." Dib, Daj, and Kry held onto Kor as she stood upright on the pod, readying herself for the jump. She set her power boots to max and faced the ground. The surface of Irk drew closer to her face. She jumped.

Kor had never attempted to jump with her boots on max settings, kick sure, but jumping with this much force was never necessary. Add in the fact that she upgraded her boots and gloves on Vort meant that the force she pushed off the pod was much greater than she expected.

"Good news is that we were able to reset our velocity," Kor said the beings clinging onto her, "Crappy news is that we're still ridiculously high."

"Well FU-AAAAAAAAAAAAA-" Dib screamed as the four now plummeted to Irk. Dib felt his life flash before him for the fourth time today. He glanced at the purple spot on Irk that would be the site of his painful demise as he held his comrades tight. Everything went black. The moment before he had felt the force of the impact throughout his body and was certain his soul had left his body, until he opened his eyes.

There was light, he felt sore and bruised and possibly had a few broken ribs but he was breathing. He jumped up with his arms held out and shouted in joy, "I LIIIIVVEE!"

"Great, now get off!" Dib looked down at his feet to find his soles digging into Kor's face. He found himself standing on top of a pile of extraterrestrials, beneath Kor was Daj, and beneath Daj was Kry who laid flat on his back with his lands and feet laid out.

"Holy crap, are they dead?" Dib jumped of the mound of beings, allowing Kor to stand upright as well. Daj let out a groan before speaking.

"No...but these sores I'm feeling makes me wish I was," Daj slowly got up and helped Kry to his feet. The quadrupedal Darvon arched his back, his bones in his body made loud cracks. Kry started moving around like it didn't just fall from the sky. "Darvon scales are pretty durable. I still felt the impact from your body, Dib. I think your robotic hand punched me in the gut."

"At least we all made it out in one piece."

"There's still a few of us unaccounted for," Kor said.

Dib wondered what Kor was talking about. The rush he felt from knowing he just survived a free fall from near orbit was preventing from thinking straight. Kor gave Dib a scowl since he was taking so long, the disdainful look on the being's face jogged his memory, "Oh my god! Where's Gaz?!"

The human teenager frantically looked around for any sign of his sister. He heard a noise above him and turned to face it. There was the fighter that Gaz had ambushed with Zim, flying diagonally towards the ground. It flew past the four beings on the ground and was close enough to cause Kor and Dib to topple over from the force of the wind. The small plane hit the surface and began to skid into Irk, causing dirt to surround the plane, burying itself within the planet's crust.

"Gaaaaazzzzzz!" Dib yelled as he ran towards the wreckage. The others followed him. "Gaz! Gaz! Gaaaaazzzzzzzz-"

Dib was hit in the head by a metal object, knocking him down. He tilted his head down to find a little robot sitting on his chest.

"That landing sucked, Zim."

"You are lucky that the controls were based off Irken designs, human. I had thought it was only your wormy brother that had mental malfunctions, but apparently it is a trait shared within your inferior non-Irken genes!"

"And waiting to get shot down by a moose is a much better plan," at that moment, Gaz stuck her head out of the plane, much to Dib's delight.

"I could've outmaneuvered it!" Zim followed Gaz out of the plane. Most of the crew were a little upset that their Irken captain had been virtually unharmed throughout all of that.

"My Tallest!" The voice came from the sky. Skoodge was gliding safely to his leader, joyful to see he had survived. Zim and Gaz climbed off the crashed fighter and stood on the Irken soil. Skoodge floated safely in front of Zim as his glider retracted back into his PAK and gave a salute.

Zim gave his servant a quizzical look, "Skoodge? Were you just gliding using your PAK?"

"Yes. It's standard issue for Invaders."

"It is?! I mean, yes, standard issue. Of course Zim has a better model." Gaz rolled her eyes at Zim. The Irken turned towards his still alive meat-shields and addressed them, "Ah, my slaves, you lived."

Daj, Kor, and Dib gave Zim a death glare. Kor spoke up first, "You left us to crash on top of a pod."

"I wasn't the one who jumped into a plane through the cockpit." The others realized Zim had a point, even if there was a long list of events that warranted the death glare at Zim. They decided to drop the issue since threatening someone who jumped into a plane was not a good idea.

"So where are we, Zim?" Dib asked. Now that the danger was over for the moment, Zim's armada finally had a chance to observe their surroundings. The ground and plant life surrounding them were several different shades of purple and green. The only other variation of color was the silver and black on parts of the small, man-made constructs surrounding them, the tallest construct being about two stories tall. It wasn't what one would expect from the most dominant race in the universe. Far to the left of the buildings was a giant wall, taller than the Vortian Research building they had fought in and long enough so that they couldn't see where it started and ended.

The next thing they noticed was that there were no Irkens or moose warriors in sight. There wasn't even anything broken, cracked, or scratched aside from the damage they caused. The place was completely dead.

"We're in the outskirts of Irk's capitol. This is just a small settlement for the Irkens that were unassigned or forced to gather natural resources." Zim began walking around and studying the area. He couldn't find any trace of his people.

"Why is this place abandoned?" Gaz asked.

"The Irkens who lived here have almost no combat training. Irk must be in trouble if they had to recruit them. We have to get into the city just past that wall." Zim pointed behind them. They turned to find a giant wall separating the settlement from the rest of the capitol. It was as tall as the skyscrapers Dib and Gaz would see on Earth.

"Before you make us do another stupid scheme, mind telling us what we're going to be doing inside the city?"

"First we have to find the Tallest, then retrieve the dimension portal from the Employer's Mothership, before defeating the Employer. Then I, Zim, shall stand tall over his corpse in delicious victory!"

"Hold on," Kor interjected just as Zim was about to launch one of his maniacal attacks, "We need to go back to the Mothership?"

"Yes, Tinkerer. Did your thought processes not-"

Gaz punched Zim in the face, "YOU CRASHED THE MOTHERSHIP YOU DUMBASS!"

Zim was on the ground, supporting himself with one hand and using the other to rub the part of his face where Gaz's fist had made contact. Once his realization of his oversight registered in his head a look of shock briefly appeared on his face. Even if Zim realized his stupidity in prioritizing his objectives, he wasn't going to admit it "O-Of course I knew tha-"

"Then why didn't we get the portal before blowing up the core?!" Dib yelled at Zim.

"That's because, uh, because!"

"Stop, all of you!" Skoodge got between Zim and the mob that was increasingly growing in anger. Zim felt a slight relief at the sight of his fellow Irken coming to his defense. "I'm certain that my Almighty Tallest has a perfectly good explanation for this seemingly severe and single-celled brain level oversight."

The fear returned to Zim once he realized Skoodge did nothing to alleviate the situation. In an act of desperation he turned to Gir and grabbed the little robot. He brought Gir close to his face, hoping he could draw some sort of ideas from his long time servant bot.

"Toenails."

Zim didn't know what he was thinking of turning to Gir for this situation. Suddenly he threw the robot at his non-Irken companions, only for Gir to be caught by Gaz. This act of attempted physical violence was probably not the best idea, especially since the end result was giving Gaz a weapon. Gaz with any solid object in her hands would always equal pain and Zim still remembers the burning feeling caused by the Fefian's blood. Dib was just a measly worm to Zim though.

"Uuuaaaarrrrrggggggghhhhh!" A strange scream erupted somewhere near them.

"What was that?!" Dib asked, looking around for the source.

"So we are being watched," Gaz said.

"What?"

"I noticed something moving in the plants over there after we landed. I sent Daj and Kry to investigate."

"What?! I am the leader! Zim! How dare you order-" Zim clutched his midsection as Gaz kicked him in the squeedly-spooch to shut him up.

Dib took a quick glance around him, "That would explain why Daj and Kry aren't here."

"Get off me! How dare you, do you realize who we are...those are very sharp teeth..."

"Don't hurt us, please. We have an allergic reaction to any form of bodily harm, especially harm caused by giant blasters."

There were two voices. Dib felt like he knew those voices, maybe hearing them once or twice before. The voices caught the attention of Skoodge and Zim immediately.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" A unison of cries from the two voices were let out at their bodies were thrown towards Zim and the others, their arms tied together to limit movement. Daj and Kry walked out behind them, blaster pointed and teeth bared to block off their escape. Zim got up to stand before the eavesdroppers, they were his former leaders.

"My Tallests!" Zim exclaimed. The red and purple Irkens looked up to face their former Invader and looks of disdain appeared on their faces.

"Oh Irk. We were hoping we wouldn't have to deal with you again," Red started, "Unfortunately someone felt the need to stay and watch."

"Come on, it was Zim in pain, live!" Purple said.

"Well, it was fun to watch. Why are you even here anyway, Zim?!"

"I must exact my revenge on the Employer!" Zim replied. "Then after I demolish his forces and crush his body between my mighty Irken fingers I shall complete my conquest of Irk and regain my Invader title!"

"...All you want, is your INVADER TITLE BACK?!"

"It is what I am meant to be! Being an Invader is in my pants!"

"...pants?" Purple said confusedly.

Red wasn't in any mood for this, "You know what, Zim, I'm not in the mood to point out all your idiocies in your plan so I'm just going to give you your title back."

"I refuse!" Zim shouted.

"Now that that's don-wait, refuse? What?!"

"Zim refuses to be given the title by you two, my Tallests, for I shall have Irk in my grasp within the day! I will be the Almighty Invader Tallest! Hahahahaha!" Gir and Skoodge gave Zim applause as he laughed.

"Fine, do what you want! Just tell your minions to untie us so we can escape!"

"Escape? But the battle for Irk-"

"Is lost."

"What?!"

"It's over, done, finished!" Purple shouted, "The Irken empire is terminated!"

"How did Irk lose in such a short period of time?!"

"The enemy forces were too strong," Red had a twinge of anger in his tone. "We had no data on what race they were or what hole in the universe they were hiding in. Their technology was evenly matched with ours. The strength and combat abilities of their soldiers countered our numbers advantage."

"And that whole eating each other to make giant monster versions of themselves doesn't help things," Purple added.

Zim didn't think the Irken empire, his empire, would fall in such a short time.

"Zim, didn't your race take over everything?" Dib interjected, "How can we beat an army of super-moose when your race couldn't?"

"Super-moose?" Red said confusedly, "You know what these things are?!"

"They're Earth creatures."

"EARTH?! That's impossible! When we probed that rock we determined all the lifeforms to be too stupid to be a treat!"

"Hey!"

"The moose aren't their normal, stupid forms. They're enhanced via twisted, admirable, neural experimentation and cybernetic augmentations," Zim explained. "I was the first to weaponize the Earth moose, but to think they could reach this level of power..."

Zim was stroking his chin in deep thought, a sadistic smile crawled onto his face.

"...So anyway," Purple began, "about letting us go."

"Huh, wha-oh, right. I tied you up. First, what happened to the other cities?"

"We concentrated our forces in four other cities. They were destroyed."

"By the moose?!"

"No, we blew them up."

"Ah, the Irken last resort."

"CAN YOU JUST LET US GO ALREADY!" Red shouted, "PLEASE, I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF DEALING WITH YOU ZIM! EVERY CRAZY, STUPID THING THAT'S HAPPENED IN MY LIFE HAS SOMEHOW HEAVILY INVOLVED YOU! JUST LEAVE US ALONE!"

"Red, calm down!" Purple said trying to ease his friend, "I'm, uh, sorry about that. He's been really stressed out these past few cycles. All the sacrifices we've had to make...those poor donuts..."

"...Fine. Gaz, hand me the Dimension Box!" Red and Purple watched as Zim's pale comrade took out a small box and threw it at Zim who caught it clumsily. The Irken pulled out a handle of a laser-blade from it and activated it, glowing green in his hands.

"Great!" Purple and Red were aided up by Daj, "That blade seems a bit big, don't-hey wait...Red! Look! Zim isn't taller than us at all! We revoked his title for nothing!"

Red's left eye began twitching, "...Just cut us loose already, Zim."

Red and Purple held out their arms. Zim had a small smirk on his face as he sliced with the blade.

"AHHHHHHHH!" Purple toppled over as he screamed in pain. Shock and fear took over Red's expression. The blade had cut Purple about a foot below his torso, revealing part of the cybernetics that were used on them to become the Tallests as well as what the insides of an Irken's legs look like.

"Zim, what are you doing?!" Red shouted at the Irken.

"How can I become the Almighty Tallest Zim if I'm not the tallest?" Zim replied.

"Bu-But I thought you liked us!"

"I think I did too, but it's strange. My undying desire to serve you two has been dying over the course of my journey to the point where my mighty ambitions outweigh the now feeble, positive feelings I had for you."

"But we told you the Irken empire is finished! There's no one left who'd even able to follow you, even the Control Brains were destroyed!"

"If that's true then I guess I'll just kill you."

"I-uh...What if I-ARRRHHHHHHHHH!" Zim had cut down Red in the same spot he cut Purple, making the two the same height once again. The former Tallests were sprawled on the ground, trying desperately to stop the blood flow from their legs with their still bound hands.

"Now as your current Tallest, you shall now serve me, Zim! Haahahahaha!"

"Drone, you just cut off half their legs, they're not going to be useful," Daj interjected.

"Have you been getting dumber since we got to your home planet?" Gaz remarked.

Zim stopped laughing, "Shut up! I'll just have to simply dispose of them now that they can no longer be of use!"

The sudden decision to kill Red and Purple made the two turn their attention back to Zim instead of their bleeding legs.

"Wait! Zim, you can't kill us!" Red pleaded.

"And why shouldn't Zim shove this blade through your scientifically enhanced bodies?"

"Because-Because, look over there!" Purple blurted out.

"What?! Where?!" There was a collective face palm from Zim's comrades as the Irken turned around and frantically searched for a false threat. "Are there moose?! Are they invisible?! INVISIBLE MOOSE?!"

Another fist hit Zim in the back of the head, causing him to tumble forward. He got back up to face his attacker.

"You idiot," Gaz said to Zim, "You're just being tricked."

"WHAT?!" Zim moved towards the former Tallests, "How dare you fool your Tallest! Such insolence has earned you extremely painful-"

"Zim!"

"Why must you interrupt me now, Gaz?!"

"That voice came from your wrist," she replied. Zim brought his wrist device close to his face. He was receiving an emergency transmission, it was from the Dibship. Zim pressed a couple of buttons and a holographic screen showing Tel appeared in front of him.

"Zim! I finally got through! Why did you make the emergency transmission a twenty button combination?! That's stu-AHHHHH!" Tel shook on the screen as a loud bang was heard on his side.

"What's going on! Why must you interrupt my execution of my former leaders?!"

"AHHH-Crisis! There's a-AAAHHHHHH!" The connection was being peppered with static, irritating Zim.

"Tell Zim already, cyber-monk-" Zim was cut off when Tel's side of the hologram went black.

Everyone froze up. The land Zim and the others stood one became overlapped in a giant shadow as the source flew over their heads. The following crash sent a shockwave that knocked them all to their knees. The group stared at the crater caused by the crash, it had leveled most of the organic plant life around them. Their eyes shifted to the huge sprawled out body of the Dibship.

A familiar roar teared through the sky. It was just like on Vort, only now, the roar was louder. Much louder. The gargantuan wall next to them was shaking. Each vibration accompanied by a loud noise, like someone pounding on the other side. A limb reached over the top of the wall, clasping the other side allowing for the other limb to follow it. The massive creature rolled itself over, landing on all fours. Craters appeared on each of the massive trunk-like limbs that had completely flattened the small buildings it had landed on.

After the impact only the sound of static from Zim's communicator could be heard. A whisper from Tel made it through the transmission.

"...moose."