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Good Morning, Fanfic Readers! This is the first piece of mine that I've uploaded to the site. I hope that you all will enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim, although if I did, it would not have been cancelled and would have ended with everyone going into the ROOM WITH A MOOSE! Gasp

Chapter 1: The Nightmare Begins

He raced towards Conventia as fast as his customized Voot Runner could run without its power source exploding from the strain. His face was locked in a determined look as he piloted through the mass of Irken spacecraft that had docked with the massive teleportation ring surrounding the planet. His ruby colored eyes scanned for an opening that he could dock his ship at. After several frustrating minutes of searching, he finally had enough and forced his ship into a tit fight in between two Shuvvers. Teleporting down to the planet's surface, he began to run towards the convention hall.

Curse these stubby legs, he thought, his right eye twitching with irritation at his short stature, if I don't hurry, I'll miss my chance.

Bursting into the hall, he saw that the tallest were apparently finishing up with assigning the Invaders to their respective planets. Picking up his pace, he continued his mad dash towards the podium. He shoved his way through the massive crowd of other Irkens, shouting at them to get out of his way. His antenna picked up the Tallest finishing up the event, making it the stand right at Purple's final words.

"…Gorge yourselves, you moochers." He sneered slightly. Arrogant, slobbish, fools. You do not deserve the title of Tallest. He then quickly snubbed that line of thought, as he focused on reaching the podium. He shouted once more at a rather wide Irken that stood in his way before beginning to pull himself on to the platform.

"That voice! No!" He heard Red nearly shrieked in horror. Paying no mind, he easily pulled himself up.

"It can't be!" Purple said with much of the same expression as Red. He allowed himself a slight smirk at that. Laughing internally, he raised himself onto the platform and lifted his head. His eyes stared directly at the Tallest as a look of despair as they uttered his name at the same time.

"Zim!"

Time to play the part of the loyal idiot, Zim thought. Walking up to his 'glorious leaders' he took a few breaths to compose himself before speaking to them. "Sorry I'm late my Tallest, I couldn't find my invitation. You're lucky I made it at all." Bring his hand up in a crisp salute; he waited for their response. He laughed a little at their almost bewildered voices.

"You weren't invited at all" Red said, looking down at him while Purple continued.

"Weren't you banished to Foodcourtia? Shouldn't you be… frying something?" Zim felt a slight shudder go down his spine at the mention of his banishment. He knew it was worth it for the damage he was able to cause to the plans of the two bumbling idiots in front of him, but it still wasn't an experience that he wanted to be reminded about anytime to soon. He put on a small smile as he responded to the Tallest.

"Oh, I quit when I found out about this." He hoped that it sounded as stupid as he hoped. If it didn't, he doubted that his plan would be able to work. He nearly laughed at his own cleverness when the Tallest barely batted an eye at his declaration.

"You quit being banished?" Purple asked in a confused tone. Red shook his head before continuing.

"The Assigning is over, Zim." He said in a deadpan tone, looking irritated as he spoke to the supposedly stupid invader standing before him. Zim was not fazed as he expected something of this nature to happen. He continued with his almost pre-prepared speech.

"But you can't have an invasion without me. I was in Operation: Impending Doom I, don't you remember?" He stated with a self-satisfied smirk that the tallest must have interpreted as arrogance. He observed their faces as they seemed to have a slight flashback as to the day when he nearly destroyed the entire Irken home world. He kept a slight shit-eating grin on his face as they looked down on him.

Good times. He thought. He decided to run a small amount of damage control. "I put the fires out."

A beat past before Red responded to his statement. "You made them worse."

"Worse, or better?"

Another beat past as the Tallest stared down at him like he had suddenly grown three extra heads. Purple groaned in absolute disgust at his lack of regard towards the situation. "Besides," Purple started, "no Invader has every been so… very small. You're very small Zim. You're a tiny thing."

Zim nearly had an aneurism. A vein in his head began to pulsate ever so slightly as he took a deep breath. He hated it when anyone reminded him of his short stature. It was one of the reasons that he shouted so much, to make up for his lack of height. The other reasons being that his antenna were damaged at an earlier date and they couldn't pick up sound that well. He calmed himself down.

I must be calm, I just need to get my assignment and then I can vent on my way there, just make it through this. After he was done with his inner pep talk, he addressed the Tallest with what he thought would be the stupidest thing he every said.

"But, Invader's blood marches through my veins, like giant RADIOACTIVE RUBBER PANTS! The pants command me! Do not ignore my veins!" Zim nearly blushed at how stupid he sounded. He would bash his head against his Voot Runner later. The Tallest looked at him for a moment before saying something about showing gratitude for past service before handing him a sandwich. He quickly got their attention back before they were able to send him away. He proceeded to beg for a mission to perform. The Tallest said something to each other that Zim's damaged antenna were not able to pick up.

"We see now that you are truly deserving." Zim smiled, seeing his plan begin to take off in front of his eyes. "You will be sent to a planet so mysterious, no one has even heard of it." Purple then picked up from where Red had ended. "Right, and those who have heard of it, dare not speak its name."

Zim frowned slightly, knowing that they were just making this up as they went along. "What's its name?"

"Oh, I dare not speak it."

Zim frowned even more. He decided to call them out on their charade. "Where is it?" The Tallest then began to mumble and look around the giant map displayed on the platform. Red then pointed to the edge of the Galaxy, directly opposite of where the Armada would be starting. Zim's mood instantly lifted as he realized this would be the perfect place for him to work on his plans in secret from the rest of the Empire.

"Happy now?" Red asked, exasperated.

"Yes." Zim said, an evil smile forming on his lips. He then marched toward the equipment hall with the other Invaders after listening to the closing remarks of the Tallest.

Fools, he thought, you will regret not keeping a careful eye on me.

And that is all for the First chapter folks!

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