A/N: NB (note well!) Numbuhs 1 through 5 will NOT be the main characters in this story. They will however grace this story with their presense on occasion as their busy schedules allow, as is in this chaper. Numbuh 86's schedule is not so busy...hence she is our star! More or less...

Also, Numbuhs 23 and 35 are not OCs (Operation S.L.U.M.B.E.R.)

Disclaimer: Own KND we do not. (And neither does Yoda)

Operation D.E.C.O.M.

Decommissioning Elite Capture Older Minors

Chaptuh One

"Numbuh Three! GET DOWN!" Numbuh Four yelled as the teenager sent a couple laser bolts her way. When she didn't move quickly enough, he tackled her out of the way. The end of one of his shoelaces got singed. Numbuh Four landed on top of Numbuh Three and blushed furiously as he climbed off her.

"Thanks, Numbuh Four," said Numbuh Three. "LOOK OUT!" She pushed him hard away from her as bolts flew between them.

"If ya two are done saving eachother, do you think you could HELP US?" screamed Numbuh 86 as she took cover. "Honestly ya'd think they were a couple or something, stopping every five minutes to check if the other was safe…" she muttered to no one in particular while the box she had taken cover behind was peppered with shots. She along with the operatives from Sector V were attempting to capture an operative who was scheduled for immediate decommissioning. After a long chase they had trapped Numbuh Four-hundred-eleven in a warehouse. It was not going well.

"Time for my signature move," Numbuh Two said in a serious tone.

"A corny joke or running away?" asked Numbuh Five.

Numbuh Two grimaced at her. "No. THIS!" He rolled out from behind a box and pulled out a freezer gun and pointed it at Numbuh 411. "You look hot! Cool down with some ice!" He fired several shots that caused ice to form behind the teen, none actually hit him. The fugitive pointed his laser rifle at Numbuh Two and started firing. Numbuh Two yelped and dived back behind the boxes.

"Numbuh Five thinks that was a corny joke," informed Numbuh Five.

"You won't ever take me!" cried Numbuh 411 as he ran to the next room.

"Be careful team. Numbuh 411 has information on all of us, especially on what we do in battle. He probably knows exactly what moves we'll make even before we do," Numbuh One warned.

"WHILE YOUR BABBLING HE'S GETTING AWAY!" shouted Numbuh 86 as she chased after her target.

The team rushed in after her. They entered another room full of crates and boxes. Numbuh 411 was waiting for them. A series of shots forced them to take cover.

"Numbuh One! Distract him, I got a plan," said 86 as she disappered around a crate. Numbuh One thought for a moment.

"Numbuh Three, remember this morning when you came into the main room?"

"YES! I was sooooo happy because the newest rainbow monkey was…"

"Yes-yes-yes. But do you remember what you did?"

Numbuh Four edged over to them. "What're ya getting at Numbuh One?"

"I want you two to do it again. Distract Numbuh 411 until Numbuh 86-"

"Oh no. There is no way in heck that I'm going to-"

"That's an order Numbuh Four." Any protest was cut short. Numbuh Three gave a short cheer and grabbed Numbuh Four's hands and pulled him out into

an area that was empty of boxes.

"What are you two brats DOING?" asked Numbuh 411. Numbuh Three was swinging Numbuh Four around in a circle while singing the familiar Rainbow Monkey theme song (if you don't know it, watch the show more). Numbuh Four was trying not to puke from the spinning or the corny song. Numbuh 411 sent half a dozen shots their way but missed because they weren't staying put. "Stay still, you little dweebs!" He continued to fire but couldn't score a hit and it was starting to frustrate him.

"HOLD STILL!"

"After you, TEENAGER!" Numbuh 86 shouted as she appeared behind him and fired a net at him. He was so surprised he didn't move in time to avoid it. After he was trapped Numbuh 86 took his 2x4 technology laser rifle and threw it away. "Numbuh 411, you are hereby scheduled for immediate decommissioning." She turned toward her fellow operatives. "We caught him no thanks to you idiots! We should have caught him like an hour ago but noooo, you stupid idiots had a plllaaannn."

"LOOK OUT!" Numbuh Two shouted while pushing Numbuh 86 away. Numbuh 411 had pulled out a mustard gun out from behind his back and leveled it at Numbuh 86. Two shot a few blasts of his freeze gun at Numbuh 411, but missed. Instead he hit the net, freezing the parts that allowed the net to hold him down, making the net's ropes weaker. Numbuh 411 broke free easily. He fired a few shots toward the operatives forcing them to take cover behind the boxes. By the time they stuck their heads out he was gone.

"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING YOU STUPID BOY!" Numbuh 86 yelled. "YOU LET HIM ESCAPE YOU IDIOT! WERE YOU TRYING TO HELP HIM?"

"He…he…he was going to shoot you…" Numbuh Two defended feebly.

"YOU STUPID IDIOT BOY! YOU ARE THE WORST OPERATIVE EVER! YOU ARE THE STUPIDEST PERSON I HAVE EVER MET! YOU…." She ranted for another hour.

A/N: Review! Or continue on to our next chapter; old allies, new team, and a very angry Supreme Commander...ooo scary...

Jade & Masterharper