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So, this story is actually on Wattpad and finished already. If you're interested in this story for the first chapter or so, you can check out the FULL story on Wattpad, finished and ready for your reading pleasure. You can find my Wattpad on my Userpage. Just wanted to point that out. This will also be posted similar to a story on Wattpad; for example, the rest of this first post will showcase the description of the story.



Zim had finally done it.

Capturing Dib and taking over the Earth was no easy feat, but he had done it despite the Tallest's, Gaz's, and basically anyone who ever lived doubts. But when the Tallest plan to use the planet for something stupid, Zim tries to overthrow the Empire... Against all odds and everything he was ever taught, he will rule how HE wants to rule.

(Thanks to my friend Jeanine for the cover <3)
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Part 1: It Begins

"It's almost done, Gir. Soon, we will take over."

Zim welded the last piece into place and hooked up the wiring, standing back to look at his creation. A giant red mech, equipped with guns and weaponry, stood in front of him, imprinted with the Irken seal at every blank space he could see. He nodded. "This should do. Now that Dib isn't around to stop me, this should be a walk in the park."

"Aw... I liked him. You two was best friends," Gir giggled.

"Far from it, Gir. His pathetic attempts to try and stop me were amusing, but the day he and I become friends is the day the Irken armada is struck down."

"Ooh," Gir giggled. "Ima go make waffles. Want some?"

"No, Gir."

"Okee dokee!" Gir skipped out. Zim rolled his eyes and went back to making adjustments to the mech.

"Should be ready..." He muttered. He climbed up and got into the cockpit, testing out the controls. He pulled up his comm. "Gir, get down here. We're ready. ZIM WILL FINALLY TRIUMPH!"

"But I made waffles!"

"Now!"

"Okay..."

Gir blasted in from the entrance and hovered in front of the mech until Zim let him in. "Let's crush these puny humans!"

"But they taller than you."

"YOU LIE! Minimoose, watch over the base! Make sure the Dib-human doesn't get out!"

Zim raised the platform until it was up on the surface. The sky was blue--It was the middle of the day. The screen next to the control board lit up, and Zim saw Dib. "You won't get away with this, Zim!"

"Oh really? Then who's around to stop me?"

Dib looked furious. "I'll get out soon, just you wait, alien scum!"

Zim rolled his eyes and muted the communication. He drove the mech about, scaring the humans and laughing as they fled. "BOW DOWN! BOW DOWN TO ZIM!" He chortled, not hesitating in the mech's steps.

"Can I drive?"

"No, Gir. Last time I let you drive you destroyed three pizza places. And the ship. And part of the base."

Army tanks started to surround the mech, but Zim easily took them out, slowly realizing the stakes if he gets caught. Stop worrying. Zim will triumph! He thought, starting to resort to random destruction. This went on for at least three hours until he saw it... That beautiful universal symbol of defeat.

A white flag.

"I-I did it?" Zim cleared his throat. "Of course I did it! Hear that, Dib?" He unmuted the communication.

"Z-Zim... You actually... Did it?" Dib gulped. Zim grinned from antennae to antennae.

"Of course I did! Mankind will feel the wrath of the Irken empire!"

"Where's Gaz and Dad?" Dib clenched his fists.

Zim shrugged.

"Zim, let me out!"

"No! I still have to gloat! Amuse me later, I must call the Tallest," Zim shut off the communication with Dib and called the Tallest.

"What is it now, Zim?" Tallest Red moaned.

"I told you we weren't sending you a-" Tallest Purple stopped. "Where'd you get the mech?"

"I built it. My Tallest, I've successfully taken over the Earth."

The Tallest stopped and looked at one another. "Give us a minute, Zim," Red covered the camera. "He wasn't actually supposed to take over the planet!" He whispered.

"What do we do with a planet that has almost no use for us?" Purple asked. Silence.

Red uncovered the camera. "Zim, are there snacks on this Earth?"

"There's pizza! I love pizza..." Gir giggled. Zim pushed him behind the control chair.

"There are. What shall we use the planet for?" Zim answered, waiting for a response.

Red covered the camera again. "It does have snacks."

"How about we take the snacks... And then destroy the planet?" Purple suggested.

"Are you crazy? That's a waste of weaponry! There has to be something else," More silence. "I've got it," Red uncovered the camera. "Zim... We'll gladly take the snacks and everything, and we'll turn the planet into a parking lot."

"Ooh, good idea," Purple nodded. Zim froze.

"A... Parking lot?" He muttered. "My Tallest, I spent so much time trying to take over the Earth. I thought that it could be used as more than a... PARKING LOT."

"Tough break," Purple shrugged.

"I wanted to rule over the Earth! The filthy humans as my slaves!"

"You can rule over the Earth! As the... Master..." Red was laughing as he got through the sentence. "The... The Master of the Parking Lot!" Purple joined in his laughter. Zim's hope died.

"But..." He sighed. "Yes, my Tallest. That will do."

"Great, Zim. We'll check in with the other Invaders and send a crew to Earth," Red said before the connection cut off.

"Aww, we done?" Gir frowned.

"It seems so..." Zim felt something. Jealousy? No, definitely not. Anger more like it. But a specific anger... "Who am I kidding, Gir! I don't want this filthy planet to be a PARKING LOT! I want to rule over the humans! Destroy them on my own!"

"Earth has tacos! I want more tacos... Can we get tacos?"

"You know what? Sure. We're doing this MY way... For once."

Part 2: Team Up

One taco break later, Zim approached his only cell... With a captive Dib inside. He opened the door and stepped in. Dib charged towards him, screaming. Zim held him back with the metal spider legs in his PAK. "I'm not in the mood, rat-stink!"

Dib stopped and stepped back. "Why do you sound so defeated? You don't have to trick me, you filthy alien! You already took over the Earth!"

"This isn't a trick!" Zim snapped, trying to sound more triumphant. "I just wanted to tell you that the Tallest are planning to turn the filthy Earth into a... Parking lot."

"NOOOO-" Dib stopped abruptly. "Wait. That's it? You're not even going to rule over it?"

Zim wanted to strangle him.

His anger must have been clear because Dib smiled. "You WANTED to rule over it, didn't you? Well, now you won't. In a way, I WIN!"

"YOU WIN?!" Zim reared up on his spider legs, furious. "You call ALL LIFE ON EARTH DESTROYED A WIN?!" He didn't realize it, but the spider legs had been getting higher as he went on. "I'm going to RULE THIS PLANET. ONE WAY, OR ANOTHER. You FILTHY humans will be destroyed under ZIM'S hand. Better yet, I won't destroy them. I'll TORTURE them! Make them PAY!"

"ZIM!" Dib interrupted, on the ground now, slowly backing up. "Calm down!" Zim blinked and lowered himself to the ground, slightly embarrassed about the sudden outrage. He cleared his throat. "What are you saying?"

"I... Want to take over the Earth again. This time... From the Irken empire," Wow, that sounds really bad now that I say it aloud. Zim thought.

"Can I help?"

"You want to help me?!"

"It's better than being destroyed. Although I don't trust you, lizard," Dib glared at Zim.

"You don't have to like the agreement, stink brain. You just have to abide by it," He growled. Dib got up.

"Have they gotten here yet?" He asked.

"I don't think-" Zim was cut off by a crash coming from the surface. "Nevermind. They're here."

"Do you have a plan?"

"Of course, Zim has a plan! It's an AMAZING PLAN THAT CANNOT FAIL!"

"O-kay..." Dib crossed his arms. "Then do it."

"YOU CANNOT TELL ZIM WHAT TO DO!" Zim yelled. "I'm gonna do it. Come on, Gir."

"Yaay!" Gir skipped ahead.

Zim felt uneasy. He shivered. Dib looked over. "What, are you scared, alien?"

"Of course not. I'm just committing high treason, no big deal," Zim rolled his eyes. Dib went silent.

Zim walked over to the base communication and called the Tallest. "I want to see if I can do this WITHOUT destroying the armada."

"Good luck with that," Dib muttered, getting out of the shot.

The Tallest appeared on-screen. "My Tallest, I was thinking... Can we keep the planet as it is and have me to rule it?"

"Why do you want to rule a planet like this?" Purple asked, munching on a muffin. "It's so... Dirty."

"It's something."

"Yeah, but we like snacks. If you rule the planet, we don't get the snacks," Red pointed out.

"Umm... I guess... But my Tallest, I've spent so long trying to conquer the Earth-"

"He has!" Dib chimed in.

"And I feel like I deserve to take over."

"Look, Zim, no Invader has ever ruled the planet they've studied," Red stole the muffin from Purple and took a bite. "Mostly because Invaders aren't supposed to take over planets. But why should you be any different?"

"Besides, what would you even do with the planet?" Purple added, instead pulling up a bag of donuts.

"Enslave the humans and make them pay for all the teasing and picking and OH YOU GET MY POINT," Zim took a breath before he went on. "All I'm saying is that I deserve to rule this planet, and that it can be more than just a parking lot."

"Too bad. We don't see any other use," Purple shrugged. "We 'appreciate' your effort, Invader Zim, but you can still rule the parking lot," He burst into a fit of laughter. Red followed in his footsteps.

The transmission ended.

"UGH!" Zim growled, kicking the control board. "Fine. On to Plan B," He turned around. Dib was gone. "Gir... Where did the human go?"

"Oh, he left," Gir answered, slurping a cup of... Something. "He gone."

"WHAT?!" Zim screamed. He ran to the elevator and went up to the docking bay, where he found Dib climbing into his ship. He ran forward and tackled him out of it.

"Let me up!" Dib struggled. "Must... Save... Mankind..."

"Don't you get it?" Zim snapped. "The armada is here! You'd be dead meat by now if you weren't with me! Forget mankind, stupid, feeble human! GIVE IT UP!"

Dib stopped struggling. Zim let him up, quickly closing the ship. "I failed," Dib muttered, getting up.

"Yes, you did. Now come on, Plan B!" Zim rushed past him back towards the elevator. Dib followed, clearly depressed. "So, we're going to the surface to assess their plan. I don't want to attack just yet..."

"Alright," Dib leaned against the wall of the elevator. "What if they attack?"

"They won't attack me... As for you, you're on your own."

"I'll think of something, I guess," Dib sighed. Zim glanced over at him.

"Oh, stop sniveling. You wouldn't have been able to save them, anyway," He rolled his eyes. "You're not the last one, you know. They'll probably enslave some of them to use as workers."

"Is that supposed to make me feel better?" Dib frowned.

"Eh," Zim shrugged. "I'm just stating facts."

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