Jacklynn sat wide eyed and panting on her floor, staring at this metal tube that was groping her floor, digging some sort of anchors into it. Wires came soewing out if it, attaching to whatever electrical device they could find.

REE REE REE REEEEEEEERRRRRRR*

One of the wires attacked her alarm clock. The valient thing, determined to annoy once more before it's death, flickered and sparked before going dark.

Panting, trying not to hyperventilate, Jacklynn carefully got to her unsteady feet. What. Just. Happened?! Her eyes followed the metal tendrils to a gaping hole in her exterior wall...outside she caught a glimpse of something green...

Carefully, she navigated the rubble as she made her way to the hole. Peering outside, she saw a house. A very strange, slanty, green house. An ENTIRE HOUSE that most DEFINITELY had NOT been there a mere three hours ago when she had went to bed.

"What the fuck... I'm dreaming. Have to be dreaming. What even is this!?"

She shrieked suddenly as two weird bugs came flying in through the hole. With a jolt, she ducked out of the way. They went buzzing around, landing on everything and...inspecting it? Not knowing what else to do, and honestly being in some shock, Jacklynn grabbed one of her shoes from the floor and began stalking the bugs. Something about them, well, all of this was just not right. She wanted the metal tubes out, she wanted the bugs dead.

~~~~~~~~~~~Zim

In the living room of Zim's new base, he stood and addressed his leaders with a salute and bow. In his native tongue, he announced himself.

"Invader Zim reporting from Earth My Tallests."

"Oh! So you made it!" Red replied, sounding a bit shocked.

Zim groaned internally, he knew that the Tallests had sent him way out to Earth for a reason...he was being essentially banished. But due to his social status because of his tribe, to outright banish him would mean to ruin the reputation of the soldier he had been cloned from. But to hear the surprise in Red's voice that he had made it? Did they really think he was so incompetent? Just because he was defective?

"Yes my Tallest. The landing was...rough. My voot cruiser sustained a good deal of damage, as well as my SIR unit, and most importantly, the AI. I'd like to request an emergency supply and maintenance package be sent to my coordinates."

"Oh, your AI wasn't damaged. we gave you an obsolete model...we will send you the requested supplies and a full software update. As well as a new mission statement. You see- ...Zim? are you paying attention?"

Between the six months of space travel, with as annoying as his defective SIR unit was before the crash...the crash itself and the resulting panic. Zim had the most painful headache. He sighed, rubbing his forehead. "we gave you an obsolete model" His SIR was purposely damaged too then no doubt.

"Apologies my Tallests...I sustained some injuries in the wreck...did I hear you correctly? You knew my AI was inferior?"

Red and Purple glanced at each other. Zim's mood was lightened slightly by the fact that they at least had decency enough to feign looking ashamed and apologetic. The Tallests were stupid, and bullies. He should have expected then to do something like this.

"Eh..." Purple fumbled. "Well the AI works, you just have to be very precise."

That would explain it not smoothing out his hurried drawing... Zim nodded.

"That explains a lot actually, thank you My Tallests. The program upgrades should be made high priority if you wouldn't mind...but please, what were you saying?" He asked, exasperated.

Red stepped forward and pressed some buttons on his arm band.

"The mission has changed for Invaders. Mission Impending Doom II has been aborted until further notice."

Zim's eyes widened, his antennai shooting up, which caused him to wince against his injuries.

"Aborted?! I've only just arrived!"

Red held up his hand for Zim to wait ...so he did.

" There is a new, more important mission Zim, and if you take part, we are willing yo reinstate your status. You won't be banished anymore."

This caught Zim's attention. this is the first time that they admitted it.

"What is the mission?"

"Well Zim...while you were in transit, there was an attack made by the Resisty... all of our smeeteries have been compromised. The clonable DNA being contaminated. The Irken race is now in danger "

Zim's eyes widened.

"So...so, what is the mission?"

"Your mission, Zim, is to test the life forms of your planet. Find out if they are able to be crossbred. We do not have enough females on Irk to make the ammount of smeets we typically clone. We need females of other species who are compatible with Irken DNA."

Zim's jaw dropped.

" How do you want me to handle such a thing?"

Red and Purple both shrugged.

"Gather females, study them, see if you can breed with them."