Author's note: I do not own Codename: Kids Next Door. All rights belong to their original owners. Also, this is my first KND fanfic so I apologize if it sucks. BTW, I know this chapter is short, but I hope to make them longer as I continue.

Codename: Kids Next Door

operation:

g.a.l.a.c.t.i.c.

getting

adults

leaves

astronomically

challenging

times

in

case

ONE

The galactic kids next door. A sooper-secret organization sworn to protect kids everywhere from the tyranny of the onset of a virus known as: adulthood. It is the highest branch of the KND; known only to…

Nigel's eyes glanced down at his journal as he read the passage over and over again. It had only been two years since he had joined up with the organization, and yet he still missed Earth, his friends, and family. Flipping the page, he let out a huge yawn. Going from planet to planet, and moonbase to moonbase was pretty tiring after a while.

BEEP! BEEP!

Numbuh 1's communicator went off.

"Numbuh 1, reporting," he said with two fingers pressed against his ear.

"Systematic check. Upstairs conference room," a familiar voice answered.

"I'll be right there," Nigel answered.

He then ran to the main elevator and pressed a large green up arrow. The glass tube came down and opened its doors. As the doors closed and Nigel hopped inside, the elevator shot straight up until it came to a sudden stop. The doors shot open and out ran the GKND operative. As he ran down the hallway, he passed by other working operatives. Some waved, some smiled, and some well…um…were shall we say alien-like?

Then he came to a large elongated mirror. A silhouette then appeared on the mirror like a TV screen.

"Name required for entry," the silhouette stated.

"Nigel Uno."

"Riddle answer required for entry. What ends everything always?"

"The letter G," Numbuh 1 replied back.

The silhouette disappeared and the mirror TV screen raised up. Slowly, Numbuh 1 entered the conference room. A large elongated purple table sat in the middle of the room along with rows of seats along both sides. However, the seats were empty all except one chair at the end of the table. Its back was facing Numbuh 1.

"Um…excuse me but I thought this was a systematic check. Where is everybody?" Nigel asked the stranger seating in the head seat.

"It is a systematic check!" The person said joyously as they swiveled around to face Nigel.

"AHHH! Numbuh 74.239! I told you to stop that! I've been in this organization for almost two years! Enough with the Godfather routine!"

"Sorry Numbuh 1, it's just so much fun to watch you get scared like that!"

Nigel cleared this throat. "The systematic check."

"Right," Numbuh 74.239 replied. "Well, it seems that there have been recent attacks on the Galactic Kids Next Door's internal security. Someone's trying to hack into our systems!"

"But the mainframe is too high-tech to crack!"

Numbuh 74.239 nodded. "I know, but that means that it has be one of our own."

Numbuh 1 was shocked by this statement. Who in their right mind would want to hack into the GKND? And if not many people knew about the organization…who could it be?