Invader Zim Fan Fiction ❯ Invader to Queen ❯ Visions and Mempries! ( Chapter 11 )

Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim or GIR or Dib. I do not Mockingbird by Eminem either or the lullaby it’s sorta based off of. Nor do I make any money off this.. I just write for fun!

Beta’d by: No one yet…

A/N: I know this is a little different please bear with me this chapter is going to explain some things xD BTW I totally didn’t expect so many favorites and saves I actually might make this story a series xD I’m excited and I hope you all are too cause here comes the Big Baddie in the final Chapters and stay tuned for the big conclusion at the end! But don’t worry it won’t all end here! Also I am so sorry this took me so long to write and I also realize I have to end this soon but don’t worry this isn’t truly the end there will be a sequel I just don’t know when yet!

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Invader Zim

Visions and Memories!

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“Red listen, this whole thing seems crazy right?” Tallest Purple asked. “We aren’t really going to let that Hyuman on board are we?”

“We have to,” Tallest Red replied. “But like she told us we don’t have to keep them together!”

“She doesn’t seem to have our best interests in mind,” Tallest Purple replied. “She seems to be in it only for herself. Can we really trust that? What if the Invaders find out about the Queen like Zim did? What if they discover her and decided we are not supreme leaders, Zim could mess this whole thing up!”

“Purple, relax, once her mate is our care everything will be fine,” Tallest red said stroking the side of Purples face. It wasn’t like Purple to question her, after all she gave them everything they had, ruler-ship over the invaders and practically free reign. All they had to do was leave the Queen to her.

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A/N: OK foreshadowing over so prepare to have your beliefs blown out of the water! Here it comes!

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A female tallest sitting alone in cloistral chamber was staring at Zimsera, no not Zimsera another queen, Dib wasn’t on the ship neither was Zimsera. It has to be a memory from a previous Queen, Zimsera thought as she watched the events play out.

“My mate is dying please,” the queen begged. She could feel her mates life slipping away little by little as her life too began to fade. “If he dies...” she trailed.

“Then you die,” the Tallest female replied coldly. “Just like my mother the original queen wished me to do.”

“What? Why?” The queen asked.

“I was supposed to be Queen, ME!” the voice sounded familiar but she couldn’t quite place it, who was it?

“What do you mean?” The queen asked.

“Because she wanted to stay the queen,” the Tallest replied. “She didn’t realize she was dying and that I was to take her place when she was gone, so she had her workers remove my reproductive organs. Of course without that a fertile male could never impregnate me, so I was destined to die but I found a way to survive. The PAK.”

“You created the PAK?” the Queen asked.

“I did, and now I suffer unable to mate and unable to let go of life,” She yelled. “And because you will be dead soon, I will let you in on a little secret, I was able to clone my mother and her mate but I separated them made them and every invader they made wear my PAK so now the whole race depends on me for survival. Of course I have had several queens come and go but one day I will fix my life and become a Queen like I was meant to be all along and there will be no other Queens to stop me!”

The memory was blurry and suddenly began to fade out, then it showed something else a small cluster of fetuses they looked like the one from Zimsera’s scan. She felt the words ‘our last hope’ imprint on her mind before it all faded into the darkness. But who was that Tallest? She had never seen her before and why was the previous Queen’s memory being imprinted on her? Zimsera was confused but at least she was prepared to face the Tallest on her home ship the Massive. She had to come up with a plan, she couldn’t let them take her mate away from her. But she wondered if that Tallest was truly evil? What if all she needed was help? There could be two Queens… Right? Zimsera wasn’t sure what to make of it all but she hoped she could figure it out and soon!

The Massive would be a place of battle and she needed to be prepared for it.

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Zimsera slowly came too, her vision was blurry and she felt an intense headache but she was still in one piece. It must have been the PAK, she wondered if this PAK had the memories of another Queen uploaded into it when it was fixed. Zimsera looked around but her searching for Dib but he wasn’t there, she scrambled to her feet and nearly lost her balance. Panic hit her as she saw how large her tummy was becoming and a sharp pain in her arm had her looking down. “A needle?” it was being fed by a bag of liquids. How long had she been out? The door opened just then and a familiar face walked in.

“Zim,” Dib rushed to her side and helped her sit down. “I’m so glad your awake, you were out for days. The Massive hasn’t showed yet but at least your awake.”

“How many days?” Zimsera asked. His gaze wandered to the wall and Zimsera looked up. A calendar was up there. Five days had been crossed off in red marker. “Five days?”

“Oh good your awake,” A familiar voice from the doorway. “We don’t have much time but we do need to discuss the wedding.”

“Wedding?” Zimsera asked. Gaz walked in and shooed her brother out of the way so she could sit next to Zimsera.

“Yeah the wedding, to make you two official,” Gaz replied. “Human tradition if a man gets a woman pregnant they get married, I’ve already arranged most of it in hopes you would wake up soon, it won’t be a big ceremony it will just be a family affair and maybe a couple of my friends.” Zimsera nodded not really sure of the importance as Dib was already her life-mate. “It’s a pretty big commitment and this also so Dib doesn’t back out at the last minute.”

“I’m not going to back out and leave Zim defenseless,” Dib replied.

“Still it will seal the deal for him, he’ll be stuck with you for life,” Gaz replied. Zimsera liked the sound of that.

“So what do we need to do?” Zimsera asked.

“I have it covered rehearsals are already in order for later today, you just need to sit back and relax, brides don’t rehearse it’s bad luck, also Dib can’t see you in your wedding dress either so you will be in his room until it’s time,” Gaz explained. “A sit goes GIR will walk you down the aisle I will be your maid of honor and some stupid friend Dib made will be his best man, Like I said we’ll keep it small. And as we don’t know when the Massive will be arriving we will be doing the wedding tomorrow, I will get the of course schedule catering today for tomorrow afternoon so we will have food and the cake, and everything else that we will need for the reception.” Zimsera nodded even though she had no idea how complex a wedding actually was. “I’ll go ahead and schedule rehearsals shortly so we can get started on that until then...” she turned to Dib. “Make sure the Robot does a good job Dib or I will ruin you.” Dib flinched he definitely did not want to be on the receiving end of Gaz’s anger. “We’re having the wedding in your backyard because it’s bigger than mine.” Zimsera chuckled at that considering she and Gaz both lived in an apartment so they had no backyard while Dib had moved into an actual house that had a medium sized backyard. “Well I have to go make some calls so you two go on ahead.” Dib frowned but whirled away to hopefully locate GIR.

Zimsera sighed being left alone in the room, she looked down to her growing belly before attempting to remove the iv drip. “Hang on I’ll get it,” Dib replied from the door carrying GIR by the robot’s arm. GIR suddenly decided to burst out into tears then.

“Why we hafta leave?” The hysterical robot asked. “I don’t wanna leave.”

“We’re not leaving forever GIR we will come back after tomorrow,” Dib explained.

“We will?” GIR asked seemingly placated.

“Yes,” Dib replied.

“Weeeaaahoooooo!!” GIR replied before slipping free and running off on his own in his excitement. “WEEE GOIN’ HOME!” Dib smacked his face with his palm before shaking his head and pulling out a cotton ball and medical tape before he removed the iv drip and taped the cotton ball to the small wound.

“I will make you some pancakes before we leave, I know you are probably pretty hungry after being out so long,” Dib spoke softly almost as though he were worried to upset Zimsera or maybe he was just tired from keeping an eye on her while she was out. Now that she really looked at him she could see the shadows under his eyes and the bags from lack or sleep. She pulled him to her and held him tightly, she wished she could fix him, she didn’t want to see him in this state it made her worry that he would somehow fall apart and that scared her. Zimsera stroked his hair hesitantly not really sure what to do or how to comfort him. She received a chuckle for her efforts but he didn’t pull away, he simply waited until she released him when her tummy rumbled from hunger. Zimsera looked away hautily as though her hunger was only a minor nuisance.

“WEEEEEEAAAHOOOOO!!” GIR yelled bursting through the door. “I BROUGHT YOU WAFFLES!” Zimsera raised an eyebrow.

“How long have you had those waffles GIR?” Zimsera asked staring at the dubious food.

“I Don’t know!” GIR replied in the typical fashion. Dib took a bite of one before spitting it out.

“Tastes like soap,” Dib replied. Zimsera glared at the stupid robot for a minute before the the Robot burst out into tears.

“Waaaaahahahahaha!!! EAT THEM!” GIR cried.

“Thank you GIR,” Zimsera pretended to eat a bite and the robot smiled ecstatically before running off screaming with joy. Zimsera spit out the waffle and moved to the bedroom window scraping the waffles out side into the alley below. “Ugh they still taste awful.”

“Don’t worry I’ll get you some pancakes,” with that Dib exited the room.

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Zimsera stared dubiously at the backyard where their wedding would be, she couldn’t picture a wedding no matter how hard she tried but certainly Gaz would never lie to her that this filthy place could become as immaculate as described in the wedding books. Dib placed a hand on Zimsera’s shoulder.

“I know you think that the earth is dirty but it will be the best wedding for the time being and of course if it doesn’t fit your standards we can always remarry when this whole thing is over,” Dib replied.

“But what about the dirt,” Zimsera asked obviously disgusted.

“Gaz will make sure you do not step on the dirt or grass or anything else,” Dib assured. “Don’t worry everything will be fine. Zimsera still looked disdainfully at the yard as though it would attack her any second. Dib kissed the top of her head and rubbed her shoulder a bit before once again attempting to reel in the distracted GIR. “GIR, report!” The robot immediately stopped what he was doing and quickly stood before Dib saluting in his threatening mode.

“GIR REPORTING!” The robot then stuck is tongue out as though he had forgotten what he was doing. “Doobie doobie doobie.”

“Pay attention GIR,” Dib replied. “For the WAFFLES!” The robot stopped and saluted togue still hanging out and eye s still blue but it seemed Dib had caught his attention.

“Yes the waffles command you to get this right,” Dib explained. “For if you do you can have all the waffles after it if finished tomorrow.

“WAFFLES!” Gir replied running around insanely before stopping and saluting again with that dumb look. “What must I doooooo?”

“You must walk properly down the aisle so you can walk Zim down the aisle tomorrow,” Dib explained for the twentieth time. “Now pay attention….” but it was no use something else had caught the Robots short attention and he chased after it with red eyes blazing.

“SQUIRREL!!” GIR yelled his battle cry and chased after it “Weahahahahahahahaha!”

Dib let out a great sigh before turning to Zim for help, “Anyway to get him to listen?”

“I know of one that might work,” Zimsera replied disdainfully and utterly unamused. “Get me a waffle.” She slapped her face as she said it. She hated stooping to the robot’s level of stupidity but she had no choice, she had to. Dib returned moments later with a warm waffle, he even brought the syrup and butter just in case. “GIR,” Zim yelled her voice raising an octave or so as she drew out GIR’s name. The robot ran over spotting the waffle and nearing running straight into Zimsera as he did. Thankfully Dib stopped the crazed robot. “The waffle says you can’t have it until you do something for Waffle KINGDOM.”

“Awww, I want the waffle,” GIR replied deflated.

“Then you will help Waffle Kingdom?” Zimsera asked the robot perked up and nodded. “Good then walk that aisle when the waffle says to.” GIR saluted.

“The signal is..” Dib whispered the signal to GIR making Zimsera’s fake eyebrow raise. GIR saluted it again.

“YES MASTER BIG-HEAD BOY!” GIR leapt into action going into the door and closing it.

“I hope this works.” Dib replied before playing the hologram of a girl dropping flowers. When the petals stop GIR burst out and walked at an even stride until he reached the end. Both released a sigh of relief and laughed at each other quietly. Suddenly GIR left his spot and rushed to the waffle.

“Did I do good Mr. Waffle?” he asked, pleadingly.

“Yes GIR the waffle is pleased, he feels you deserve a treat but don’t forget Waffle KINGDOM still needs your help tomorrow,” Zimsera warned.

“Yes Mr. Waffle I will save Waffle KINGDOM!” GIR replied.

“Mr. Waffle will now give you a waffle treat!” Zimsera said disgustedly. Then dropped the waffle on GIR’s face. GIR took the Waffle in both hands and puled it away crying.

“Thank you Mr. Waffle,” GIR said before eating the waffle whole and guzzling the Syrup he took from Dib unexpectedly. “Thank you so much Waaaaahahahahahaha.”

“Good job,” the familiar voice had both Dib and Zimsera turning to face Gaz whom appeared to be smiling. “Now let’s go ahead and get some rest before tomorrow, you guys earned it.” Zimsera, Dib and GIR all began to head inside when Gaz stopped Dib. “Not you, you still have to rehearse, sorry Zimsera but your future husband here has some more work to do.”

“That’s fine I need the break,” Zimsera replied jokingly. “Don’t keep him too long though.”

“Well unfortunately he can’t see you until tomorrow,” Gaz replied. Zimsera frowned, wondering if that was a wedding rule.

“Well he still needs he rest,” Zimsera replied trying to sound unconcerned it was obvious she failed though.

“I will see you tomorrow,” Dib said aloud. Zimsera pursed her lips unable to respond, she did however nod before heading inside as this would be the last she saw of him tonight she decided to take one last longing look. She didn’t like the rules of this wedding thing so she turned away walked quickly into the house to Dib’s room where she would be sleeping without her life-mate for a night. This was going to be hard but at least it was only one night and not many, not like it was for the previous Queen and who knows how many before her. She would not let them take Dib away, she just needed a plan. So that is what she decided to spend the rest of the night on, a plan to save Dib.

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*intercept’s* Oh man things are getting FUNNY! Hope you guys like this little chapter and who knows maybe there will be a Christmas special story in the future but hey I think this could have a sequel for once and maybe even get finished I have been having so much inspiration for this series and I hope you all have enjoyed it! I’m excited to share with you all the spectacular ending and you will never believe the twist. Stay tuned for this and the next few chapters as we follow Zim to the next level.

A/N: I know many if not all of you don’t read these little bits at the bottom but for anyone who does I just wanted to let you know the reason I haven’t been able to work on this story or any story. I’m not gunna sugar coat it, I’ve been seriously ill for the past three weeks and unable to really do much. I did get on to raid but they were only twice a week and we missed a week of raiding anyway. I don’t know what’s wrong with me I’ve been feeling week and sluggish and unable to think properly. I do hope this chapter brought you a little bit of humor and that you enjoyed it. I’m working on the next chapter and as some of you may already know from my Fanfiction user page and it is coming along quite nicely so far I really like the way it’s going and just know this is getting wrapped up soon as it’s little facfiction book because I will need to start a whole new sequel on Mediaminer they only allow so many chapters so that’s why I am writing it this way.

I hope you guys understand and thank you to those who have shown this so much support I appreciate it so much. I just hope I can provide you with a quality ending that will lead into the sequel and if any of you have any idea where you want to see the sequel go please let me know via comment of Private Message and I will respond when I am able though I will not provide any spoilers and who knows maybe I will accept your opinion and ideas in the possible sequel though who knows where Zim and the gang will take the story when it is finally in their hands. Again thank you guys so much it really means the world to me and I want to continue to work hard on these and give you all a quality story you can look back on.