Note: Okay. This is going to be a trial for something completely different. There are three things different about this fic. First, this entire story was roleplayed. Second, there will eventually (in the far distant future) be a romance in it. Thirdly, there are a chock ton of OCs in it. All that being said, please give it a chance. This is a trial. I'm open to CONSTRUCTIVE criticism. This was a collaboration between CJBTDI and I. In this story, I played the part of the canon characters, and he played the OCs. He came up with all the OCs in this first story, and yes, I say first, because this story is so bloody long it has to be split into at least two if not more. All that being said, enjoy, give it a shot, and let us know what you think.

Zim scowled at his latest plan for world domination. It wasn't behaving like it was supposed to behave, and the reactions were all wrong. It had to be just right, otherwise it wouldn't cause the sort of pain he wanted it to cause the human race. A small smile curled the corners of his mouth. He wanted it to hurt a lot, especially the particularly annoying human named Dib. But it needed more adjustments, always more adjustments. He peered at it, bringing his face closer. Maybe if the thingamajiger were closer to the doohicky…

"Ahem."

"AUGH!" Zim leaped three feet into the air. On landing, he spun around, lasers extended, shouting, "WHO IS THIS? WHO DARES INTRUDE UPON THE BASE OF ZIM? DIB, IF THAT'S YOU I'LL HAVE YOUR HEAD THIS TIME, I SWEAR!"

The Irken who stood there stared at Zim. He stood at least two feet higher than the tiny Invader, and a red top hat gave the illusion of further height. A bright red cloak flowed from his shoulders, covering most of his form. Red antennae poked out from under his hat, and his red eyes gave no indication of his thoughts.

Zim blinked. "Whoever you are, you like red. Is that…" He stared. The Irken's skin was covered in red markings. A singular red mark could be seen over one eye when the Irken blinked. "Right, state your business in the base of Zim!"

The Irken wore a bored expression in spite of the laser waving in his face. "If you would please put your little toy away before someone gets hurt, that would help."

Zim stiffened, outraged. "Little toy? Little toy? This is no toy, it is an F-361 Mega-powered laser, and you… you're not Dib. Who are you, and what are you doing in my base? Are you here to steal my mission? YOU'RE AFTER MY ROBOT BEE TOO, AREN'T YOU?"

The Irken opened his mouth to answer, but Zim shouted, "AREN'T YOU?" The Irken paused, then tried again, only to be over-screamed by "AREN'T YOU?"

His upper lip twitched slightly. "Yes… I did in fact say 'little toy'. I have no use for such weapons, I have more power than you could ever conceive. As for a robot bee as you called it, that just sounds plain idiotic."

Zim sputtered. "I built that robot bee myself, it has powers that YOU cannot conceive of!" He retracted his lasers into his PAK and stormed over to the nearest shelf, pulling out the bee. "Now, you fool, witness the power of the bee!" The bee's wings stirred, then began flapping. It rose out of Zim's hands and headed straight toward the Irken. It proceeded to fly in lazy circles around his head. The Irken continued to stare at Zim as the bee maintained its circular flight path for a full minute.

Zim shifted a little. "Well… sometimes it doesn't respond on command."

The Irken transferred his gaze to Zim. Something flashed at the tip of his cane, and Zim glanced down. The shaft of the cane had morphed into a gleaming red sword blade. It flashed through the air and returned to its place, leaving the bee to crash to the ground in two halves.

Zim's jaw dropped and he sputtered, "You… you… my bee!"

"Terribly sorry for that," The alien shrugged. "But you did say that it had powers I could not conceive of. I thought it could withstand mine. And it turns out, I was wrong."

Zim seethed, "What are you doing here, and what do you want? Who are you?"

"The name is Riddick, and, well, don't take this personally, but the Almighty Tallests have placed a bounty on your head for about a month now. I wouldn't have cared for such trivial matters of the Tallests, but it is indeed a handsome sum, which does lead to my benefit."

Zim blinked once. Then twice. Then he grinned. "Ha. Haha. I see. You are amusing."

Riddick's eyes narrowed. "If you knew me well enough, you would know I do not amuse."

Zim's grin vanished, replaced by a scowl. "I see. Then this is a test from the Tallests to prove my worthiness yet again." He puffed out his chest. "Very well then."

Riddick raised an antenna, squinting at the tiny Irken. "Please, dear boy, do not make this as hard as it already seems to be. I should let you know the bounty does not say to bring you back alive."

Nodding, Zim waved his hand distractedly. "Yes, yes, get on with it already so I can defeat you, prove my worthiness, and get back to conquering this spinning ball of dirt."

"You think I'm going to fight you? Oh please dear boy, I do not wish to get my hands dirty over someone like you. I have people for that. I merely came down to give you a warning so we wouldn't have to go through any unpleasantness, but it does seem that you are not backing down. Are you quite certain you will not come quietly?"

Zim growled in annoyance. "I do not have all day, project Elephant Squish is a time sensitive thingy, so are you going to attempt your pitiful capture, which will most certainly fail, or are you going to leave with your tail between your legs, as the hyumans like to say?"

Sighing, Riddick snapped his fingers. "As you wish." The labs began shaking. Wires and tubes snapped from their places, spraying steam and smoke and sparks everywhere. Chunks of the ceiling began crashing down around Zim as the entire house was ripped from the ground and moved out of the way. A medium sized silver ship hovered overhead, engines thrumming loudly. But the last thing on Zim's mind was his cover being blown.

"MY BEAUTIFUL BASE! NO! NO! MY BASE! NO! NO!" Zim screamed over the loss of his base for the second time, continuing on for a good five minutes.

Riddick stood there, watching him with a bemused expression. But finally he shook his head and said, "Now then, since you don't want to cooperate I shall call someone down to assist you. LUR—" His shout was cut off by a joyful shriek. Glancing up, he spotted a small Irken form falling from the ship.

"HIIIII MASSSSTERRRR RIDDDICK!"

Groaning, Riddick extended his cane, projecting a red net from it. The Irken tumbled into it, lying there for a moment before it dissolved, dumping her to the ground. It stood, grinning. "That was fun! Fun fun fun let's do it again!"

Zim stared in revulsion. The antennae marked her as female, but it was hard to tell anything else. She had one purple eye and one arm. One of her antennae was shriveled close to her head, and she was completely wrapped in bandages. "WHAT IS THAT?"

Riddick grimaced. "Klitia. Also known as a giant pain."

Zim rolled his eyes. "Oh. One of THOSE. I have one of those. In face, you took him away with my base. RETURN TO ZIM!"

Ignoring him, Riddick snapped, "How many times do I have to tell you, Klitia? The escape pod launch pad is not a toy. I'm tired of saving you. It's the third time this week."

Klitia blinked a few times. "But it's still fuuuuuun!"

"I need to rethink my recruiting methods," Riddick mumbled to himself.

"Zim is tired of delays!" Zim shouted. Extending his spiderlegs, he launched at Riddick, giving a ridiculous warbling war cry.

Riddick half-turned toward him. "Oh, right, forgot about you for a second." A circle of red light surrounded him, and Zim's stabbing spiderlegs glanced off it." "Klitia, since you're here, will you take care of this for me?"

Klitia turned and stared at Zim. "Who's that, Master Riddick?"

Riddick sighed as Zim continued attacking the impenetrable red light with his spiderlegs. "Klitia, remember the meeting we held about the bounty?"

She blinked. "Uh-huh."

Zim shouted in frustration. "Coward!"

Riddick continued. "And the other meeting about the plan to capture the Irken of the bounty?"

"Yeah."

"COWARD!"

"And the big picsture of the Irken who has the bounty?"

"FIGHT ME!"
"Uh huh.

"FIGHT ZIM!"

"So," Riddick pointed his cane toward Zim. "Who do you think he is?" Zim was raining blows on the shielding, accomplishing absolutely nothing.

Klitia stared at Zim for a long time, then turned back to Riddick. "A friend of yours?"

Riddick closed his eyes. "I don't have friends, Klitia."

She grinned. "You have meeeeeee!"

Riddick frowned, pulling out a communicator from his cloak. "I really don't want to deal with this right now." He pressed a button. "Lurich! Answer now!"

A trembling voice answered, "H-hello, Master Riddick?"

Riddick blinked. "Lorelie, what are you doing at the intercom, I thought Lurich was driving the ship!"

The voice wavered, "He's… um… taking care of a matter…

"And that would be?"

"He's… um… out cold… when Klitia jumped out he tried to stop her and… um…sorry."

Riddick sighed, rubbing his temples. This was not what he needed. As Zim continued attacking the red light, another voice intruded from down the sidewalk.

"WOW!"

Zim groaned, grabbing his antennae. "Not NOW Dib-stink!"

Dib stood on the sidewalk, gaping at the ship over his head. "This… this is what I need! This is proof!" He glanced down. And you don't have your disguise! AND THERE ARE MORE ALIENS! OH WOW! I gotta get my camera!" He pelted back down the sidewalk.

"No, you idiot foolslave, come back and assist Zim!" Zim shouted after him. Riddick continued rubbing his temples. This was not going to be as easy as he'd hoped it would be.