Disclaimers: I do not own Invader Zim

Author's Notes: So, with Christmas Break almost here I've got a huge list of stories I want to be finished before the New Year. INCLUDING THIS ONE! Yes, the clock is ticking, but we're almost done with Part 1! And I'm confident that I will at least have the rough draft completed by Christmas.

Shout Outs: Everyone! Seriously guys this would be impossible without your tireless devotion. Thank you for reading and please review!

(Back with Tak…)

[Who is currently spying on Zim…AGAIN!]

It had taken her a long time to program the new strand of germs. A lot longer than she'd like to admit.

And naturally, it work. The only down side was it worked a little too well!

How you might ask? Well in order to answer that Tak would have to recall back to about an hour ago when she had deployed the new strand.

(Back with Dib….)

[One Hour Ago]

He wasn't exactly sure what the source of the madness was, but said fact didn't make this moment less scary. In fact, it made it worse, far worse.

At first everything seemed fine after the bug bite moment. The two popped in another stupid alien invasion movie; this one being more ridiculous than the last. In fact, it was so bad that Dib had to pause it several times because Miz kept bursting into a fit of laughter every few minutes.

"Seriously Miz it's not that funny." Dib insisted.

Zim is gasping for air as he tries to regain his composure for the 15th time since the movie began. "Trying…too…hard…not…too." And just like that he's laughing again.

Dib is about to turn the TV off when something strange happens. With a loud thump! The door falls off its hinges and falls to the floor. Miz and Dib jump.

"What the…?" Dib began.

Zim however pulls out his laser sword thinking it must be Tak using her cloaking ability to appear invisible. However, his opinion soon changes as small holes begin to appear on the door.

Dib watched in amazement as the holes got bigger, and bigger, and bigger; until suddenly the door was nothing but splinters. Then he watched in horror as the carpet began to do the same, as if slowly dissolving by some unseen force! And then his eyes widen in horror as he realized the path of certain destruction was leading straight to…

"Dib MOVE!" Zim instructed, grabbing the boy by the arm, and moving him off the couch with only seconds to spare.

Dib yelps as the couch begins to break down before their eyes. "What is going on?" he asked the obvious question as the two try to evade the unseen enemy.

"I don't know!" Miz answered throwing a book at the couch which fabric was dissolving at the seams. The book hits nothing, and the rate of dissolving doesn't slow down. "But it's not solid!"

"Oh, come on something is doing this!" Dib declared the obvious as they race into the kitchen in hopes of getting out of the invisible war path. However, everything their feet touches begins to dissolve almost as if they're the targets.

'That's because we are.' Zim realized. 'Tak must be trying to eliminate us from afar, but how?'

"Maybe it's something microscopic." Zim answered his own question out loud.

"My Dad's got some Micro-lenses in his lab." Dib answered.

The two boys waste no time diving for the lab door which is actually the basement door just adjacent to the kitchen.

Dib reaches his father's desk first and begins to dig through unorganized boxes for the desired item.

"Dib Hurry!" Miz ordered, he sounded nervous, and rightfully so. The basement stairs were already becoming less than nothing, and he was sure that they were next!

Dib forced himself to search faster! Honestly, why a man as smart as his father couldn't stay organized was beyond him! Finally, he turned over a cardboard box and found them. "Here!" He pulls out two pairs. One is a prototype his father had created years ago, and the other was the finished product. Dib decides to give Miz the nicer pair since he probably wouldn't know how to handle the prototype's glitches.

Zim places the goggles on and switches through the several modes, at first he still sees nothing, but with every turn of the dial he zooms in closer and closer until he is seeing everything at a microscopic level.

And what he sees is just about the most horrifying thig he has ever witness. "It's…"

"Germs." Dib finished for him seeing the chaos through his own goggles. "And their eating everything we touch!"

Zim sees the end games in a matter of seconds. Tak's goal was to have these germs eat them alive. "Okay, I'm going to admit it." He said out loud. "I'm impressed."

Tak smiled at his words, watching from the safety of her ship. It was nice to have the enemy acknowledge her greatness for what it was.

"Do you think it's Zim?" Dib began, but Miz cut him off.

"No Zim always had a more direct approach." Miz grabs a spray bottle of bleach and begins to spray at the microscopic enemy. It works, but only for a moment as more germs replace the ones he just killed.

"Then the other." Dib suggested, referring to the unseen enemy that had chased them across town only yesterday.

"Most Likely." Miz agreed.

"Man, they work fast!" Dib admitted grabbing another bottle of bleach. He couldn't help but thank his lucky stairs that Gaz had brought down cleaning supplies in the hopes of organizing and cleaning the lab. Of course, since their father was usually doing his research at his company, his personal lab sort of turned into a storage area for all of his old research and inventions.

"We've got to tell Dark Booty!" Miz insisted. "He'd know what to do!"

Yes, as much as Zim would love to solve the matter on his own, he could not. Not as Miz anyway. No, an ordinary human like Miz would not know such technology!

Dib reaches for his phone, only to realize that he doesn't have it. NO! He had left it on the couch which was probably gone now! He just bought it too.

Zim cursed as he too found himself without his cellier device. Seriously, he just had the computer fix it for water damage last night!

"We're going to have to run for it!" Dib said as he started to use the bleach to create a path.

Zim nods and the two spray the floor around them as they inch forwards at a painfully slow pace.

Everything is working out fine until they reach the basement stairs, which at this point are pretty much nonexistent.

"I got this." Dib says and taps his heels together activating his rocket boots. He couldn't help but laugh at the day his father gave them to him. Dib had insisted that he would never need them, besides like the micro-lenses they were prototypes and not nearly as cool as the pair his father wear.

And yet as the two boys reach the kitchen Dib was silently thanking his father for making him his personal lab rat.

Zim sprays the floor and the two keep going using the back door to escape, but their alternate path gives no relief. "The germs are multiplying too fast!" Miz pointed out as the lethal germs which showed up as a strange purple color was showing to have surrounded the entire back yard.

Dib could only imagine what the front must look like.

"The germs must be attracted to our DNA." Dib realized. "It's eating everything we've ever touched!"

For a moment, those words make Zim fear the state that his lab just might be in. If the germs were there exposing his hidden lab it would be disastrous for his cover. However, the fear soon subsides as he realizes that Tak would probably want to keep it for her own.

'She's planning to steal my cover!' He pointed out the obvious as he and Dib raced through the trees towards the docks and the HQ of the Swollen Eyeball! And as much as he hated to admit it, he had to give credit where credit was due. And Tak had certainly progressed as an invader since they had last seen one another.

And as strange as it was Zim could help but feel a surge of pride. To know that he had fueled such a drive in an invader as skilled as she; was thrilling to say the least. So much so that he couldn't help but puff out his chest a little bit at the thought.

Dib was having a similar feeling as strange as it was the fact that the enemy was going through so much trouble only confirmed to him that his training was finally paying off! But was that training enough to get them out of this one?

Tak sure didn't think so, in fact after an hour of watching her enemies slowly make their way towards the safety of the HQ. The surer she was that she had her enemies right where she wanted them.

Why?

Simple: They were depending on bleach to keep the germs at bay, a supply in which was slowly running out with every squirt of the spray bottle.

"We're not going to make it!" Dib shouted the obvious. He knows that the two of them must look like a buck of looneys running and screaming from an unseen enemy as they spry bleach at the germs, but it can't be helped. Every time they have a close call (which is like every five seconds are so) they can't help but scream for the other's assistance.

Zim had never felt so humiliated in his life, screaming at germs! He couldn't possibly sink much lower.

Or so he thought!

"There!" Dib suddenly yells pointing to a restaurant labeled: Mac Meaties.

"No! Not there!" Zim exclaimed remembering that meat and Irken bodies don't really mix well.

"I know you hate meat, but they've got to have cleaning supplies and a phone." Dib insisted as he grabs his hand and pulls him along for the ride.

Zim allows himself to be dragged thinking that the horrors within the meat filled diner couldn't be worse than his current situation.

However, he had forgotten on small detail: The universe hated him and would never consider showing him mercy. Not now, not ever! And if you added that hatred to Tak's growing fire of rage then the outcome was obvious.

They were completely and utterly doomed!

To Be Continued

Author's Notes: thanks for reading and please review! Next update will be soon.

For now, this is Emily Signing off :)