I have had this story on my mind for I don't know how long. The idea for this story was based off an ironic fact from my childhood combined with a liking to the Codename Kids Next Door cartoon. As a kid my favorite food was steamed broccoli, and today at seventeen it is still one dish I won't turn down. I'll fill you in with more details as the story continues.

Prophecy

For the longest time, adults have fought children. Battle after battle, war after war, with neither side gaining any ground. Adults, old and cunning. The children, young and mischievous. Century after century, this great struggle continued with both children and adult vowing to never back down. Their goal were simple. The children wanted freedom from boring burdens like chores and homework. The adults wanted Order amongst their enemy, turning them into slaves.

Before any of this had happened, the children inhabited the earth. Playing endlessly, building tree houses, and eating all the sugar they wanted. But soon the children became lazy and in need of someone to deal with the new problems of life so they could play, free from worry. So they created the Adults as servants to do their bidding. The adults slaved away for them, building bigger tree houses for their masters, cooking, cleaning, and even being used for play. However, the adults did not get any respect for their hard work and soon became resentful to their masters. Soon, the adults rose up against the children in a rebellion that was quickly crushed. For in a hollow tree was discovered, a journal with plans and strategies for fighting the adults.

They were exiled from the children lands. They settled in their own homeland and prospered. But soon, they became thirsty for revenge. In a massive wave they swept the children lands, crushing all resistance and putting all who opposed them under a harsh punishment known as "spanking". With nowhere else to go, the children escaped to the moon. Where they were free from the adults, and could do whatever they wanted. However, they soon began to miss the oceans they swam in, and the toys they played with on earth. Back on the surface of the planet, the adults where dealing with the same laziness that had been a burden to the children before them. Missing the children to do work for them, the adult ambassadors met with the children on the moon and negotiated them back onto earth, into an era of peace and harmony with them.

Good things like that never last long. Soon after the adults created more burdens like school, homework, and after-school activities, the children cried out and broke off. Today, they have formed an organization known as the "Kids Next Door." A united worldwide communication system that united children across the globe, and this very same organization has been fighting against adults ever since.

Back to the journal the children used to fight, in the very back, behind all the pages of plans, there was a prophecy. It told of one child, who would join the KND, and return the world to an era of peace.

That child, was me.